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Have you ever
smelled something so foul

that your own guts wanted
to crawl right out of your mouth?

A smell so godawful...

..it made your nose burn,
your eyes weep?

See, when a croc eats human flesh,

he pays a price.

It messes with his digestion.

Wow.

Makes him reek like death.

Ugh.

A bloke got snatched
a few years back,

and you know how they caught him,
the croc that ate him?

They followed
the stench of his breath.

Air bubbles from his manky throat

come floating
all the way up to the surface.

And pop!

There it was, that stink.

Are you ready to meet the monster?

Where is it?

Can you see it?

Don't get too close.

I cant even see through the water!

I'm scared.

- Ooh!
- Oh, my God!

What's he doing?

The hell are you doing, Lars?

Oh, shit! Get the anchor up!

Get out of the water, you idiot!

Swim back!

Go back, Lars!

There's a fucking croc! Croc!

Croc!

Where's Lars?

Hey...
Ohh!

It's OK.

# Underneath
all my skin and bones

# Somebody take me home

# The lives
and electric humming drones

# Somebody take me home

# 'Cause the nights are so hot

# My blood stays cold

# The days are so long

# I couldn't hold

# Myself together anymore

# Somebody take me
Somebody take me home

# Somebody take me home. #

You shouldn't be here.

I'm calling the cops.

Yeah, she's here.

Again.

Hello?!

Oh, my God.

Hell happened to you?

Huh?

Where'd you come from?
Are you hurt?

Hey, take it easy! I'm...

Hey, I'm...I'm...

I'm trying to help you! Jesus!

Come here.

Uh-uh, don't you bite me.

She's here.

What now?

Oh, do I really need to tell you
why I brought you in here?

Brooke Phelps has filed a complaint.

You were under strict instructions

not to approach anyone
formerly involved in your trial.

That includes witnesses.

If you guys would give me a copy
of her roster, I could make sure...

I'm gonna make it
really simple for you.

You won't be
shopping there at all, OK?

They're the only place
that haven't hiked up their prices

for the tourists.

Is that it?

You got somewhere important to be?

Yeah, I'm workin'.

Right, so you remain
gainfully employed, do you?

You know what I do.

But business hasn't really
taken off, has it?

What's it been, about a year now?

What does that tell you?

That I should
fire my marketing department.

Still residing at the same address?

Man, I go through all of this shit
with my parole officer.

I actually
don't have to do it with you.

You last reported
for drug and alcohol testing when?

Tuesday.

And the results were...
You tell me.

Something funny? Huh?

You set one foot near her again,
and I will arrest you,

you understand me?

We're done here, Amanda.

Yeah, we are.

Alright! Enough already!

Jesus.

Yeah, it's her left, uh...foot thing.

Yes, and the wing, I think.

Great.

Well...I'll just leave her with you.

Uh... Well, that's up to you, Mr...

Ah. Oh, uh...

..um...Collins.

Yeah, Mr Collins, it's your call,

but we can't accommodate
unpaid treatment.

Uh-huh?

I'm sorry?

We can't treat this animal
without compensation.

No, no, no, I just found her.

Yes.

I mean, she's not mine.
It don't belong to me.

It's not my goose.

My geese.

Look, isn't this what you people do?
You...patch up...injured animals.

Why don't you call up
one of those rescue organisations?

They'll take them off your hands.

Uh... Mr Collins, this
is not a native Australian goose.

It's a Toulouse goose.
It's... It's domesticated.

Wildlife rescue's
not gonna touch them.

What happens if I leave her here?
What are you going to do with her?

Jesus.

Really?

Argh!

OK, how much to fix a broken goose?

That will be $559.

Sorry? $59?

$559.

$500?

Consultation, X-rays,
pain management -

it all adds up.

Did you need to get that?

No.

Cash or card?
Cash.

I just...

..don't have that much on me.
Listen, could you...do you mind?

I just need a minute to think here.

Are your geese insured?

No, my geese are not...
My geese are not my geese.

Mr Collins?

You want to go ahead?

Sorry about that.
No worries.

Just having one of those days.

Look, do you think we might
find a way to work something out?

I mean, I'll get you the money,
I just...

I just need a little time.

How much time?

Oh, shit!

Shit.

When was the last time
you saw Reggie?

Right. And, uh...where was that?

Yeah, I know the spot.
I can go and...

Shit.

Hello?

Ms Pharrell?
Yep?

Ms Amanda Pharrell?

You open now for business?

Have you got a design in mind?

If not, it costs extra,
and I charge by the centimetre.

Centimetre?

I'm trying to find my husband.

You are a private investigator...

Mm.
..is that correct?

So, he's been missing for 48 hours,

phone's not ringing or pinging,

no sign of the car
and you've filed a Missing Person's?

Yes.
Right, OK.

And what did the police have to say?

They say they're looking into it.

But we're now past two days
and they have nothing.

So you've lost faith in them.

Everyone here moves so slowly.

I thought it was the heat,
but...it's more than that.

A woman, a child,
a member of this community

would perhaps inspire more speed.

My husband is not one of you.

What is your rate of success?

Do you have satisfied clients?
Someone I can speak to?

My business runs on discretion.

Ah.

That is to your advantage
and to my disadvantage.

What are your qualifications?

Uh... I have a Certificate III
in Investigative Services.

Experience?

I'm actually just wrapping up
another case at the moment,

but I'd be more than willing to take
a look at yours once I'm done.

I don't think you're the person
I'm looking for. Sorry.

I work with a consultant.

He's got decades on the job.

Excellent connections
in law enforcement.

You'd actually be hiring the both of
us, if that brings you any comfort.

My husband would not just leave.

He wouldn't do that to our daughter.

A down payment to get you started.

Please. Find him.

Ah, don't get used to it.

It's temporary.

There you go!

Eh?!

Not hungry. Alright.

You're welcome.

I hear you've got my geese.

What?

The ones with the beaks and the...
and the honking. Are they in there?

How'd you get this address?

The vet.

Can I come in and see?

They're not your geese.

Well, they might be.
I should come in and check.

What the hell do you want?

Sounds like you're in a bit
of a bind with that bill.

Or maybe you could
mind your own business.

Hey, that's no way
to talk to someone

who's about to offer you a job.

Who are you?

Your new boss,
if you play your cards right.

Listen...

..if I somehow
gave you the impression

that I was...interested
in whatever this is,

let me set the record straight.

I'm not.

I need a consultant.

No thanks.

You're a cop.

Get off my property.

The bullets in your pocket?
That was pretty shady.

But when the car backfired,

you reached for a gun
and you didn't hesitate,

which means you have training.

I wanna rent your brain
on a case I'm working.

I need someone
who knows what they're doing.

You pay off that bill,

you make a nice little nest egg
for those geese to keep warm,

and then we're done,
you never have to see me again.

It's a real job.

Real money.

It's a real family too.

Jesus.

Argh.

Fuck.

Hello?!

You took your time.

Your message seemed to suggest
we were meeting at your office.

I'm just wrapping up another case.

So, you're in then?

We're just having a conversation.

You want to do that up here?

I prefer to look people in the eye
when I talk to them.

You're welcome
to come in and join me.

I could use your professional
opinion on something.

Well...my professional opinion

is you don't exactly
look like a professional.

But neither are you, though, right?

The local cop shop's fully staffed.

You didn't transfer here.

Oh, and...I see a wedding ring.

I see a house
that's not fit for a family.

It's complicated, but obvious.

You don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

You know what? This was a mistake.

You can keep that job.

I don't need it.

Oi! If you leave now,

you're condemning me
to the same grisly fate as Reggie!

He got stuck down here too!

Starved to death!

Argh.

Who the hell's Reggie?

So that's your racket?

Lost pets?

Man, you had a vet shake you down

for a bunch of birds
that don't belong to you.

Pet love is unconditional.

People always pay,
which means I always get paid.

Is that a dead dog in that bag?

Well, they're not gonna pay
for an empty one.

So, this Park thing,

this your first real case?

Two legs, not four?

Here.

So the wife approached you?

Uh-huh. Which is interesting.

Inexplicable.

It's interesting because tattoos
are frowned upon in Korean culture.

They're associated with gangsters,
low status, untrustworthy types.

But she hired YOU?

Well, technically, she hired us.

Oh, no, she didn't.

I'll meet her. That's it.

Hey, I already told her
that we work together.

Don't you go messing my shit up.

And if I meet her, I will
question her any way I see fit.

This is pointless.
I've already done the groundwork.

I gave you my notes.

You gave me
a stream of consciousness.

Listen, man, you want to waste her
time double-handling, that's on you.

49 Sapphire Street
in the posh part of town.

Why don't you throw that in the back
of my trunk, I'll ride you back?

Really?

I wasn't expecting an American.

Mm.
Have you been in Australia long?

Uh... Oh, about...

..10 years, I guess.

So it's...home?

It's my wife's home.

And my daughter.

I know that the...

..police have already gone over
a lot of this with you, uh...but...

..it's helpful for us to understand
what kind of ground they've covered

so that we can build
on their existing investigation.

You've done this before?
With your partner?

My partner... Uh...

Actually,
that's a recent...development.

With the police then?
You've retired?

That's right.

Something like that.

Can you think of any place
he might have gone to get away

or maybe some extended relatives
he might visit?

There was nothing in his calendar.

Jong Min's parents are in Seoul.
Mine are deceased.

How about to blow off some steam?

He played golf.

Mm. With people from the office?

I'm not sure.

Did you ever play with him yourself?

Golf is a good walk ruined.

Isn't that what they say?

Yeah.

More of a baseball guy myself.

What was the financial situation?

Uh... Outstanding debts,
anything like that?

Ah Rah...

I think you guys better go.

Bye.

OK, well, we're going to your house,
right?

My daughter, Ah Rah.

Mm.

Better she go to school
and keep her mind busy.

Yeah.

Good.

We can continue.

Did he have any unusual pressure
at work or...

He thrives under pressure,
but...he WAS exhausted.

All men have their limits.

Not all men can admit
when they've pushed beyond them.

There were things he didn't tell me.

Things we couldn't talk about.

Well, pardon my asking, but, uh...

..well...

..were there any problems
in the marriage?

What is your implication?

I'm just trying to get a picture
of Jong Min's, uh...

..personal and private...
Your question is not relevant.

Ah.

If I have offended you, I apologise.

You haven't.

What do YOU think happened,
if you had to guess?

I don't know.

And it terrifies me.

It would appear
she has finished in the study.

It would.

I think I've taken up
enough of your time today.

Yoon Sun, try to get some rest
and, uh...

..we'll be in touch.

I'll let myself out.

What was that?
You're what, spying on me?

It's an affair.
Based on what?

I found this inside
an antique puzzle box in the study.

Back in the day,
people travelling in carriages

used to hide their valuables inside.

It's still handy to keep your money
and your jewellery

and the address of a secret lover.

Are you a sane person?

I mean, Ted,
if you have to ask the question...

No, I mean really?

Are you serious about this job?
Those are human beings in there.

Listen to me.

Those golf clubs
have never been used.

Now, are you prepared
to be captivated and bored

at the same time?

Golf swings
are as unique as fingerprints.

No two players have the same action,

which is why
they get their clubs fitted.

So, a big shot like that,
he's not rocking the generic shit.

He is buying custom.

So, wherever he went when he said
he was playing 18 holes,

they ain't the holes he was playing.

Enough.

What is your theory?

Huh?
That's how this works -

you think you have a motive,
who's the suspect?

Alright, well,
they're yet to reveal themselves.

So, your pitch is that Park
came home agitated, withdrawn

and he took off
and never came back because...

..mistress.
Or mister.

But it's always an affair.

There is no 'always'. People
are messy. They're impenetrable.

They do all kinds of shit
for all kinds of different reasons.

It could be the guy left alone,

or he took a long walk
off a short pier.

Or someone
didn't want him coming home.

So, if he wasn't out there
making love,

maybe he was out there
making enemies.

Look, I'm not sure, but my guess is
we will find them at this address.

That you found in an antique

that could've been in there for years

before they even bought
the damn thing?

Listen, there is consult
and then there is insult,

and I am only paying you
to do one of those things.

Look, man, you do what you want.

I'll be at 606 Pandanus
in the morning, nine o'clock.

You rig all this stuff yourself?
Touch my shit, I break your face.

Don't forget the address.
606 Pandanus.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, come on.

Kell, don't do that.

Hm.

Came to see Park's love nest, huh?

I knew you couldn't resist.

Bit of a trek.

I don't do cars.

I also don't do touching.

No touching.

That won't be a problem.

That's rules one and two. I should
have said something yesterday.

No cars, no touching. Fine.

Anything else you want to tell me?

Just the way the receptionist
at the vet was looking at you.

The way you are with that bike,

you've got a little routine
going on there.

It's not compulsive, it's orderly.

But you're not.

It tells me
that's a learned behaviour.

Army would have knocked
the strange right out of you,

and, looking at them tatts,
some of them...

..I'm thinking prison.

I killed someone when I was 16.

What, manslaughter?

Murder.

Stone cold.

Well, that's something
you might have mentioned

in our little job interview
yesterday.

Yeah, well,
I'm glad you mentioned it,

'cause that brings me to rule number
three - I don't talk about my past.

Oh, but it's OK to talk about mine?

Yeah, well,
yours is way more interesting.

Hey...

..we have zero information
about this place, OK?

And neither one of us is armed
in case...

You don't have a gun?

Do you know anything about the law?

It's illegal to carry
a concealed weapon in this country.

Bet that stings
your star-spangled heart, though.

You've got one, right?

Starting now

I tell you to do something,
you do it, alright?

I'm going to go in.

Anybody comes out that's not me,
do not approach them.

And you can follow me in
only after I give the all-clear, OK?

Yes, yes, yes.

And if anybody shows up...
Yeah.

..I do the talking.
OK.

You be quiet.

Jesus!

I told you to stay put.

This isn't Sydney, man.

We've got more tractors up here
than people. There's no-one around.

Oh, I see what you mean.
It's a real love nest.

Maybe not for you, but 50 bucks
says this is still an affair.

Why would you keep a shed
inside a shed?

Same reason you'd keep an address
inside a box in your own home -

because you're hiding something.

Right, bend it in half...

..then twist the two ends
around each other.

Like that?
Yeah.

Get fucked.

The colour of passion.

Just a bunch of fridges.

Shh! Careful - fingerprints.

Shh.

Come on!

Which way did you come in?

Wait, wait. Shh, shh.

I told you this was something!

And I told you to stay put!

How is this not a good thing?

It means we're on the right track!
What's the problem?!

You!

You're the fucking problem, OK?

As far as I can tell,
you've got one instinct,

and that's to run blind and stupid

into shit
you do not remotely understand!

If this is because
I didn't follow your directions...

You triggered...the alarm.

Fuck.

OK.

OK, I screwed up. I screwed up.

But, you know, this is...
this is exactly why I need you.

Oh, cut the shit, Amanda.

You don't want a consultant.
You want a playmate.

And I didn't sign up for that.

And I sure as shit didn't sign up
for getting my head blown off

in a cane field somewhere nobody's
gonna find us till harvest season.

But we don't know
if he had a gun or not.

Exactly!

Isn't this your thing?

My thing was working with trained
experts, which you're not.

So, please...

..take this to the police
and back off

before you get yourself
or somebody else hurt.

So, what, you've got a bunch of job
offers on the table? A guy like you?

And what kinda guy is that?

You gave the vet a fake name.

Ted Conkaffey-not-Collins.

And what does that say about you
that you would hire me?

It says we're on the same
leaky piece-of-shit boat

and I'm throwing you a lifeline.

No, we're not.

We're not even
on the same fucking planet.

OK?

And I've got a family to think about.

Yeah, I'm curious about that -

why a guy would spend his time
thinking about his family

instead of, I don't know,
being with them.

Careful.

Mate,
you're not afraid to get shot at.

You're afraid
of looking too close

at another guy who might have
taken off on his wife and kid.

Blind and stupid

into yet another situation
that you do not remotely understand.

Nah, I understand.

I understand you've got
a stink on you that won't wash off.

I was charged
with something I didn't do.

Those charges were dropped
before it even went to trial.

Lucky break.

Wrong.

I wanted to go to trial.

I wanted to be declared not guilty

because insufficient evidence
implies that there was some evidence.

And you're right -
that shit don't wash off.

They knew
that I was gonna be acquitted,

and so the charges went away.

You see how that works?
Just like that!

Along with the only chance that I was
ever gonna get to clear my name.

Eight months...

..they wasted
while I was behind bars,

long enough for the trail to go cold
on the prick who actually did it

to get away.

His victim,
she can't leave the house.

Shit, she can't sleep alone.

She can't...eat.

And her parents still think I did it.

My wife...

You don't talk about my family.

That's MY fucking rule.

OK.

Can we talk?

Sure.

The Coroner's report
came back today.

It hasn't been made public yet,
but...

..they've ruled Lars's death
was a suicide.

Nah, he wouldn't do that.

I know you feel you knew him, but...

..I intend to accept those findings.

That's what I need to do now.

For the kids.

For me.

Yeah, but I don't accept them.

And I was coming to see you
because I found this guy...

Amanda...

.. and we're gonna get this finding
overturned,

OK?
Enough!

I need you out.

When Lars suggested this,
it was for six months.

It's been almost a year
since you got out of prison.

A month ago now since he...

It's time for you
to stand on your own two feet.

He'd want that for you too.

Yeah, I'll leave tonight.

You don't have to do that.

No, you're right, you're right.
It's... It's time. It's time.

Daisy, come.

Fuck.

Christ.

Did I do something wrong, Officer?

Licence please, sir.

I'm sorry, I don't have that on me.

That's an automatic fine.

When was your last roadworthy?

Um... I had it, uh...
at the mechanic about a month ago.

You've come from interstate?
That's right.

If you intend to stay, you'll need
to change your rego over.

I don't.

Intend to stay.

What's your business
with, uh...with Amanda Pharrell?

With respect, uh...

..the answer's in the question -

MY business.

Not if you're meddling
in a police investigation it's not.

I'll run the plates.

So, uh...what's the nature
of your relationship?

I just met her.

I'm just gonna take a look
in the boot.

Is it locked?
No.

Lou!

What've you got there?

What's it look like?

It looks like kiddie bait.
Get out of the car.

Yeah, it's a smart move -

head interstate, get as far north
as you can, keep a low profile.

Escape all that, uh...
all that attention.

Only now, of course,
you've gone and got OUR attention.

And if you think that we are
going to take our eyes off a...

..sexual predator...

..who assaults little girls

for a single fucking moment...

..well, I guess
you're not that smart after all.

If you know who I am,
you know they had no case.

What you did...

..dishonours all cops.

You have a good night...

..Detective.

# Pass me
that lovely little gun

# My dear, my darling one

# The cleaners are coming
one by one... #

Bye, Daisy.
# You don't even wanna

# Let them start

# Ooh-ooh

# Ooh

# Ooh

# Children!

# Forgive us now for what we've done

# It started out as a bit of fun

# Here, take these before we run away

# The keys to the gulag

# Ohh

# Children! #

# Lift up your voice

# Rejoice

# Hey, little train!
We are all jumping on

# The train that goes to the Kingdom

# We're happy, Ma
# Ooh

# We're having fun
# Children!

# It's beyond my wildest expectation
# O, children! Hey, little train

# We are all jumping on

# The train
that goes to the Kingdom... #

After a decade of research,

we are now just one month from
commencing our mining operations.

This laptop and data storage drives
contain sensitive company IP.

I think I've found Park's car.

She is a time bomb.

I've been out all night
investigating.

What the fuck have you been doing,
huh?

She'll go off again.

I had her victim on my table.

What can you tell me about that?