All language subtitles for aaf-city.homicide.s04e14.twilight.zone

(DOOR CLICKS, HINGE SQUEAKS)

(BREATH ES SHARPLY, MOANS)

(GROANS)

(LAUGHS)

Hey, hey, hey! Where are we going?

Where are we going?

Oi! I said... Take me back.

No! Ah!

(SCREAMS)

G'day, Sarge, Detective.
What have we got?

Elderly male, Caucasian.

ALLIE: We got a name?
Yeah, Mr Branko Budjman.

Multiple contusions and lacerations
to his back, shoulders and legs.

I reckon he probably bounced
a couple of times on the way down.

So the fall killed him?
Most likely the sudden stop.

Rectal temp gives approximate
time of death at around midnight.

Any chance it was an accident?
Or suicide?

At his age, it's not like he's got
a lot to live for.

I don't think so. Very little muscle mass
in his arms and legs.

That's a heavy chair.

I doubt if he could push himself around
in it, let alone open that fire door

and launch himself down the stairs.

So he had help.

OK, it's on our books now.
So who's in charge here?

(SCOTTISH ACCENT)
Oh, it's Lady Macbeth.

(SCOTTISH ACCENT) I was
on duty myself, it was a quiet night.

And no-one raised any alarm?
No.

You don't have any security cameras.

This is a retirement village, not a prison.

Actually, at the moment,
it's a crime scene.

We have to see it.

No sign of a struggle.

It's got that old-people smell.

It's a Webster-pak.

Divides the week's medication
into daily doses.

Helps them keep track.
My dad's got one.

He's in a place like this -
not as flash.

Hmm, 'flash'.

So Branko would take all them
in just one week?

There must be 50 tablets there.

Oh, it's not unusual.

Most of our residents are
on a range of medications.

He took last night's dose.

We'll need a full list.
Of course.

Rocket fuel. ls this allowed?
He's over 18.

But with his medications...

Well, as long as there's
no harmful interaction.

Branko was Croatian.
He enjoyed his slivovitz.

Was Branko able to get himself out
of his bed, into his wheelchair?

No. He would need assistance.

Did he have any enemies?
Any that you're aware of?

You said your father
was in a retirement village.

Yes.

Well, then you'd know -

there are always squabbles
and personality clashes,

but nothing I'd describe as
potentially lethal.

Did he have any family?
A son - Andro.

They...don't really get on.

I assume you will inform him?

Yes. Do you have his contact details?
In my office.

We'd also like to talk to
the residents and staff.

Which ones?
All of them.

Well, this time of day,
I suggest you start in the activities room.

'Activities'?

One day, my dear girl,
it might be you in a place like this.

I'll be taking the pills
a long time before then.

Hmm.

(TOY MIAOWS)

There's a lot worse places.
Like where your dad is?

He seems happy enough.

I'm serious - I'd top myself first.

Well, what about your mum and dad?

Just Mum.

How's she travelling?
I don't know. I don't care.

(RELAXING PIANO MUSIC PLAYS)

So where do we start?

With them.

ALLIE: Oh, yeah.

(TOY MIAOWS)

Excuse us. I'm Detective Sergeant Ryan
and this is Detective Kingston.

We'd like to ask you
a few questions about Branko...

Oh, he was a lovely man.

Bill and Branko were very close friends.
So was I, of course.

You are...?
Posy Pollard.

None of us will rest easy in our beds
till you catch his killer.

You and Branko were close?

Y-yes. I mean, we were mates.

Do you know if anyone held
any grudges against him?

Any recent arguments?

No. He was generally well liked.

He was a gentleman.
European, but not rough at all.

Did you notice anything unusual
last night?

Did he seem anxious about anything?

Branko lives...lived in the main building.
He liked to be closer to facilities.

He was in a wheelchair.

My wife and I, we have a garden villa
and we...we go to bed quite early.

Oh, sorry!

I have to go and pick her up.
Would you excuse me?

You two aren't a couple?
Oh, heavens, no!

No, no, no. Bill's wife, Wendy,
she's having her hair done.

He's devoted to her. (CHUCKLES)

She's unfortunately
gone quite mad now.

I might mingle.
Right. I'll be with you in a sec.

Yeah, Branko was a self-made man.

You don't hear that much anymore,
do you?

He was well off?

You have to be to get decent treatment
around here.

(EUROPEAN ACCENT)
I've lived here for only six months.

And what can you
tell me about Branko?

For one thing, he was sleeping with
your partner's new girlfriend. (LAUGHS)

The guy was in a wheelchair.

His arms and legs
weren't working very well,

but as for the rest, you'll be surprised
what goes on in these rooms after dark.

Thanks for your help, Mrs Pollard.

Did I mention Branko
was also my fiancé?

No, you didn't.

I was to be a June bride.

Oh, well. Plenty more fish in the sea.

You have an accent, Mr Marsh.
Yeah, Russian.

My name was Marisovitch.
'Marsh'? Well, it's much easier.

And how did you get on with Branko?
it's no secret - we were not friends.

So you clashed?
No, no, no, no.

It's not difficult to avoid
a man confined to a wheelchair.

His limbs being what they were,
I had to do most of the work,

but he was still a caring lover.

Ooh, I hope I haven't scandalised you,
Detective. (GIGGLES)

After all, we're not dead yet.

Yeah, that's my father.

That's Branko Budjman.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Ah, don't be.

Miserable old bastard.

Hated my guts and I hated his.

You know he had a girlfriend, don't you?

(SCOFFS) At his age.

I bet she's responsible for this.

Why?

After his money.

Sergeant.

I'll take you back the office now,
Mr Budjman, to make a statement.

Grieving son.

Any surprises?

Uh, yeah, he survived the fall.

Someone finished him off with a couple
of blows to the back of the head.

Blunt object?

Heavy-toed boot
with someone's foot inside.

How do you know that?
Depressions in the skull.

Ha, they weren't wearing carpet slippers.

His killer followed him down the stairs,

saw that he was still alive,
and kicked his head in.

That's about it.
They used a lot of force too.

It was a vicious attack.

I visited him regularly
but I didn't get any thanks for it.

Last time I saw him,
he told me to piss off.

“Well, gee, thanks, Dad.”

Was he spending a lot of time
with Posy Pollard?

Like he had a choice.
She was all over him like a bloody rash.

You're saying Posy was only interested
in your father for his money?

No. She was after his incredible
good looks and his body.

(SCOFFS) Of course
she was only after his money.

So what did you do about it?

I complained to the Scottish cow.
She wouldn't do anything about it.

At the moment, Andro,
you're the one

who stands to gain
the most from your father's death.

So?

But if he married Posy, she'd have
a claim over his fortune, right?

Every chance you'd be left
out in the cold.

Where were you
at about midnight last night?

In bed.

Can anyone confirm that?

No.

MATT:: There's no love lost between
Branko and Peter Marsh.

Jealous lover takes out his rival?
Rival?

From what we saw,
Posy chases anything with a pulse.

Maybe Posy got a younger stud
like Peter Marsh to get rid of him.

Please tell me you've got more than
a plot from a B-grade geriatric porno,

because the thought of 80-year-olds
bumping uglies does not do it for me.

Oh, I don't see anything wrong with
older people having sex.

Mapplethorpe!
Well, I don't.

Is there a cut-off age? Personally, I don't
plan on giving it up. Do you, sir?

Moving on, moving on.

OK, according to Branko's son,
Posy was only after his money.

So if that was the case, then it's
in her best interest to keep him alive,

at least until after they had tied the knot.

What about Nurse Penelope?

Because several people I talked to said

that Branko made threats
against management.

About what?
Level of care.

Seems he was always complaining
about something.

She could've shut him up
by shoving him down the stairs.

Fact is anyone had access to his room.

We've got nothing in the way of prints
from his room or wheelchair.

Yeah, and there's no security.
Anyone could've just walked in.

At the moment,
my money's on the son, Andro.

What about the murder weapon,
the boots?

Well, we searched
Andre's apartment- nothing.

Yeah, his place wasn't flash.
He could use some money.

And Crime Scene's search of
the retirement village came up empty.

No heavy-toed boots
in the entire complex.

MATT:: Arggh!
What? What?

There was a garbage truck at
the retirement village this morning.

Tell me you stopped it before it took any
evidence away from the crime scene.

Well, it had already picked up.

So tell me you impounded it.

I just saw it leaving. We weren't
looking for a weapon at the time.

It was assumed that the fall
had killed him.

Alright. Well, you've got a lot more
digging to do, including the tip, Sergeant.

(MOBILE RINGS)
Keep me informed.

Detective Kingston.

Mattie, do you want me to organise
uniforms to start searching the tip?

Thanks, Jen.

It would be good if you and Rhys
were there to coordinate the search.

Right. I'll change my shoes.

ALLIE: Good. Thank you.

Posy Pollard's daughter's on her way up.

Who gave you the right to interrogate
my mother without my permission?

This is a murder investigation,
Miss Pollard.

We don't need your permission.

You're upset.
Just take a moment to calm down.

You don't seriously think
my mother is a murderer?

She is a pensioner.

Your mother told us that she was
engaged to Branko Budjman.

Yes.

Branko's son accuses her
of being a gold-digger.

Yeah, well, he would, wouldn't he?
All he cares about is his father's money.

Your mother didn't?
No.

My mother loved Branko.
He gave her companionship.

From what we've heard, he gave her
a whole lot more than that.

(SCOFFS)

Four years ago,
my mother had a mild stroke.

She was very lucky not to have
any serious physical effects.

But what happened
is that she lost her inhibitions.

So basically, she doesn't have
any control over what she does.

Do you know what I think?

Good on her!
At least now she's having a bit of fun.

And I bet those old blokes at the nursing
home aren't complaining either.

But to insinuate that she would
deliberately hurt Branko is absurd.

Was Peter Marsh ever one
of your mother's boyfriends?

I have no idea. You'll have to ask
someone at the home.

So there could be a whole footy team
of lover boys who have kicked a goal.

Yeah, but does it give them motive?

What's the deal with old people
and gardening?

It's like some kind of weird
geriatric impulse.

Hang on.

There's good-looking azaleas.

Ah! Well, you know your flowers?

My dad's a keen gardener.
Ah.

Sweetheart!
Oh, this is my wife, Wendy.

How lovely to see you.

What a lovely surprise!

Why didn't you tell me
Susan was coming?

I'd have cooked something special.
Mrs Lalor, I'm...

And who's this handsome young man?

I'm Susan's mum.

This is Matt.

Matt. So pleased to meet you.

You too.

Sweetheart, have you heard our news?

A poor man was murdered here,
uh, la...

..la...last night.

Last night? Yes.

Yeah, I heard. Did you know him?

Of course.
He and your dad were good mates.

(MOBILE RINGS)
Danny?

I heard this rumour
that he had a girlfriend.

Oh, he did!

Oh, it was so romantic.

They were such a lovely couple,
weren't they, William?

Yes. Yes, yes.

I also heard this rumour that she
might've been cheating on him.

No.

I don't believe that.
Branko was her champion.

What do you mean?

She'd had a fall the other day
in her bathroom...

She slipped. That's all. It was nothing.
Come on, love. Come on.

It was nothing,
but Branko got very upset

and he marched into
Mrs McVeigh's office

and he read her the riot act,

said that he'd sue her for every last cent.

And he was just the man to do it too.
Yes, yes. Of course, love.

Come on, let's go
and pop the kettle on, shall we?

Yes, yes! That's a good idea. Yes!

Did you hear that about
Penelope McVeigh?

There's also a discrepancy in her books.
What sort of discrepancy?

The amount she's paying out in wages

doesn't fit with the number of staff
she's got on her roster.

She's got her hand in the till.

I never stole from anyone.

Running a place like this
is always a juggling act.

There is never enough money.

This is a high-end establishment.

Some of our residents are well off.
Others aren't.

Those who can afford to pay for
all the extras...

Like Branko.

..they pay.

But for the others,
I allow a little flexibility.

Meaning what exactly?

I take the money allocated as wages

and I use it to make up for the shortfalls
in their monthly fees.

Why go to all that trouble
when you're the one running the place?

Because I have to answer to
my financial masters

who, like you,
think they're never going to grow old.

The one thing they can't argue with
is staff wages.

There are minimum numbers
that have to be employed. That's the law.

You've been running the place without
the required number of staff on duty.

No. I take those shifts myself.
Unpaid, of course.

And that's why you were on duty
last night.

It is.

You really expect us
to believe you're acting

out of the goodness of
your heart?

I don't care what you believe, Detective.

We will be going through your personal
finances with a fine tooth-comb.

Go ahead.

Now...if you're finished wasting
your time and mine...

What's this?

When a resident dies,

I go through any personal effects
we're holding in safekeeping.

Those are Branko's papers,

including an updated will
drafted three weeks ago.

His son, Andro, gets nothing.
It all goes to...

Posy Sarah Pollard.

And it's witnessed by Bill Lalor.

Why didn't you tell us about the will,
Mr Lalor?

I witnessed a legal document
which I believed to be confidential.

Did you know that his will
had recently been changed?

That means I get a lot of money,
doesn't it?

ALLIE: You kept quiet
even though you knew

we were conducting an investigation
into his murder.

Yes.

You didn't think
it might've been relevant?

Posy wouldn't kill him.
God, she wouldn't hurt a fly.

DUNCAN: You were the only one
who stood to benefit from his death.

Well, he wasn't very well
and he wanted me looked after.

(GASPS) it's so exciting being here
in a police station.

Posy...
Why's that, Mrs Pollard?

Kojak!
MATT:: “Book 'em, Danno."

Remember that?
'Hawaii Five-O'.

And my absolute favourite -
'Police Woman', Angie Dickinson!

Blonde hair and long legs that
went all the way up to the top floor.

People used to say I had great legs.
You want to see?

BOTH: No!
Mrs Pollard, please sit down.

And of course, there was always
the grumpy old sergeant.

You got one of those too?

I dunno. Do we?
(CLEARS THROAT)

Now, if that's all, I really should be
getting home to Wendy.

I don't like leaving her on her own.
She sometimes wanders.

Especially of an evening.
They call it sundowning.

It sounds romantic. It isn't.

According to the people we spoke to,

your wife's condition
is getting rapidly worse.

Is that right?

Alzheimer's is a terrible thing.

Yeah, it must be heartbreaking watching
someone you love lose their grip.

Especially when you're healthy.
You're very fit for your age.

I've been lucky.

Posy Pollard's a notorious flirt, huh?

At times.

I suppose, with Branko out of the way,
she's back on the market.

She's ready, willing, able, rich to boot.

You know, you do look
a bit like our Susan.

But she had a kind soul.

I met my wife 52 years ago.

I sat next to her one day on the bus

and I knew straightaway that this was
the woman I was going to marry.

She took some convincing
that I was worth the trouble

but I finally won her heart.

I have never loved another woman
and I never will.

I know her time is running out.

And the thought of losing her is...

And I will do everything,
everything I possibly can,

to make these days special for her.

Posy Pollard means nothing to me.

Now...l would like to go home
to my wife.

So, when do I get Branko's money?

That's not up to me, Mrs Pollard.

Oh, pity! (G-le-G-LES)

I know you'll look after me, Detective.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Still, it's comforting.

DANNY: What is?

Getting Branko's money.
Now my daughter will be looked after:

You have children, Detective?
DAN NY: No.

You?
MATT:: No.

Oh, when you do, you'll understand.

A parent never stops worrying
about their children.

Never.

Doesn't matter how old they are
or what they've done,

you never stop loving them - never!

(chuckles)

Hey.
Hey.

Background checks on the Lalors
came through.

Just personal stuff.
No priors or anything like that.

What about their daughter, Susan?
(SIGHS DEEPLY)

They lost her to cancer
about 10 years ago.

Alright. See you guys later.

Not going for a drink?

No, just home for a shower.
I still stink a bit of the tip.

How did that go?
Hopeless. Needle in a haystack.

Hey, found some other cool stuff.

It's amazing what some people
chuck out.

Gonna make some fast cash on eBay.

See ya!
Yeah.

MATT:: Thanks for today.
Yeah, no worries.

So, uh, Posy made absolutely no
attempt to hide her knowledge of the will

or her delight about it.

She's hardly been the grieving fiancee
from the start.

What about Bill Lalor?

There's nothing in it for him.

From what I saw, he seems like
a decent bloke who loves his wife.

Allie?
Hmm?

Bill Lalor wouldn't be high on your list,
would he?

No.

But Posy knew about the will,
so it's odds-on her daughter did too.

Then why not just wait?
Let nature take its course?

Branko wasn't gonna last forever.

Branko's limbs were rooted
but his heart was strong.

He might've kicked on for years.

If Michaela Pollard was struggling,

she might not have been
prepared to wait.

Yep, so we've applied for a warrant
to access her records.

What do you reckon?

Michaela Pollard our killer?

But does she own a pair of
heavy-toed boots?

Well, that's what we need to find out.

And if she does, was she acting alone
or with Mum's knowledge?

Posy said parents keep loving their
children no matter what they've done.

Believe that, you'll believe anything.

Look, Michaela Pollard had a motive
if she knew about the will.

Andro Budjman had one if he didn't.

Good point.
Let's get them both in first thing.

Do you own a pair of boots -
hiking or work?

Yeah, l...own a couple. They're at home.

Heavy-toed?

I don't know.

Is it true, Michaela, you're in
desperate financial circumstances?

No. No, that's not true.

It's not true?
No.

Your mother said you are.

I won't deny things have been...tricky.

I lost a bomb in the GFC.

It's been a long climb back.

My mother might think
that I'm in dire straits, yep.

Why would she think that
if you're not?

Because I don't own my own home
and I don't have a husband.

It's just...it's how her generation think.

Michaela, we can access
your financial records.

So we will find out.

Yeah, don't...don't waste your time.
You really can have anything you want.

I told you, it was difficult each time
I saw him, but I didn't kill him.

When you unsuccessfully tried

to get power of attorney over
your father's affairs,

you claimed he was
mentally incompetent.

In my opinion, he was.

He was banging that Pollard woman.

He was always accusing the retirement
village of some sort of abuse.

And he was losing grip on reality.

He thought that the Serbs who had killed
his nephew were coming after him.

The what?

Yeah, he must've thought
he was in Croatia, back in the war.

His nephew, my cousin, was killed

in the massacre of Vukovar, 1991.

Were you aware that
he'd changed his will?

What?

Is this...is this real?

That's real.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

That's wonderful.

Over my dead body!

The new will was a complete surprise.
Likewise.

I'll get a uniform to take her home
and collect her boots.

But if she did use the boots
to kill Branko,

they're not gonna be
sitting in the wardrobe.

RHYS: Andre's gonna contest the will.

So what do we do -
eliminate Michaela Pollard as a suspect

and keep looking at Andro Budjman?

Well, that's my inclination.
if only we had those bloody boots!

Where are we at, exactly, with the tip?

Well, finding the exact search area's
proving to be a bit of a challenge,

so we're heading back out there now.

NICK: Got something, Sergeant.

Allie, you spoke to Peter Marsh, right?

He said he was Russian.
Marisovitch, or something?

Yeah. Why?

His real name's Peja Marjic.
He's Serbian.

Branko Budjman was a Croat.

OK, Andro Budjman

just told us that his father thought
the Serbs who had killed his nephew

were coming after him.

His nephew?
Yeah.

Apparently, his nephew was killed
in some massacre by the Serbs

in Vukovar in '91.

Marjic was fighting on the Serbian side
in the same area at the same time.

So looks like we've just found ourselves
a war criminal.

In 1991, Branko Budjman fled
the war zone and resettled in Australia.

Peter Marsh - Marjic -
came a year later.

Six months ago, he retired
and moved into Beaconslea.

Where he ran into this Branko character.

Who thought he recognised Marjic
as the man who killed his nephew.

What if old Branko was off his tree?
I mean, how credible is this?

Well, every indication is that
he was still mentally fit.

His son couldn't get power of attorney.

And Marjic?

Silencing Branko is a strong motive.
OK.

Look, if he's guilty, let's nail the bastard.

We'll have another chat with
Peter Marjic in the morning.

And go hard on Branko's girlfriend.
There may have been some pillow talk.

Ugh! Almost creeped myself out!

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Sarge, Penelope McVeigh
isn't the model of compassion

she'd have us believe.

What, she been feeding them
bread and water?

I knew she was no saint.
DUNCAN: Far from it. She has history.

Scotland.

Eight years ago, she ran
a nursing home. It was closed down.

Systematic abuse,
misappropriation of funds,

fraud.

It's not true.

Which part?
All of it.

I was the manager of
this retirement village.

I blew the whistle on the owners

for chronic underfunding
and understaffing

that led to several...
unfortunate incidents.

They tried to turn it back onto me
in the press.

Can you prove that?
Yes.

There was a full investigation
and I was officially cleared.

The paper was forced
to print a retraction six months later.

I'm guessing you haven't dug that out,
have you?

No. No-one ever does.

It was buried -
a wee paragraph on page 17.

And the mud had well and truly stuck.

I was unemployable in the industry
in Britain.

So I moved as far away as I could think.

You see, I do care about these people.

It's my job. it's what I do.

MATT:: Look, bottom of page 17.
“Retirement village director cleared.”

How did we miss this?

It didn't come up in the search. I'm sorry.

Mate, you made us look like
bloody idiots. it's not good enough.

Hey, even with this, you would've still
had to interview her.

Mattie, don't let the stripes go your head.

You would've made the same call.

Take her off the list.

So, what next?

Fresh start in the morning.

'Night, Sarge.

You're off already?
In the middle of a case?

Not much more we can do tonight.

I've still got a life to live, Sergeant.

Personal training sesh at 8:00,

then I'm gonna hit the beach
for a good long run.

You think all that exercise
is gonna stop you getting older?

It happens to all of us, Allie.

I'm not gonna end up in the vegie villa.

Let me give you a tip.

When you come in here tomorrow,
drop the geriatric gags.

Don't take it personally.
I'm not talking about you.

This is a murder case.

These people may be old.

They may not fit your narrow definition
of 'attractive'.

But they deserve to have a full life
as much as anyone.

(WHIMPERS)

What...? What are you doing here?

(CAR ALARM BEEPS TWICE)

Peter Marsh isn't in his room,

he isn't in the activities centre,
he isn't anywhere.

How can he just take off
without anyone noticing?

I've told you, Detective.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's not a prison.

Danny, Marsh might've
done a runner.

He's not in his room
and his bed hasn't been slept in.

Yeah, issue a KALOF.
We're about to talk to Posy now.

Mrs Pollard's unit.

Posy?

(GAS PS)

Oh, my God.

Oh, look! Visitors.

(CLEARS THROAT)

You told us you had no romantic
interest whatsoever in Posy.

I don't.

You're doing a pretty good job
of faking it.

Let me assure you, Detective,
nothing about that was romantic.

POSY: I needed comfort.
You young people!

You think just because we're old,
we're dead from the waist down.

Well, that's just not true.

Branko's body wasn't even cold
and you jumped into bed with his rival.

A moment of weakness.
You know what she's like.

I went to offer my condolences
and she threw herself at me.

Against my better judgment, I weakened.
I'm but a man, after all.

This didn't just happen, Peter.

This relationship has been going on
for some time.

No.
No.

Since before Branko was murdered.

No, no.
No!

You conspired with Posy
to do away with your rival

once you knew he'd changed his will.

Oh, that's a horrible thing to suggest.

I want to see the other detective -
the nice one.

Bad luck. You're stuck with us.

You're not Russian. You're Serbian.

And your name isn't Marisovitch.
it's Peja Marjic.

That's right.

POSY: Branko had a lot of trouble
with Peter's name.

For some reason,
he couldn't say 'Marsh'.

He used to call him Ma...

'Mesar', the Croat name for 'butcher'.

Branko was living in the past, not me.

I came to this country to escape
the ethnic violence.

Branko said he was evil

but, you know, he was European
and they feel things deeply.

It's one of the things that makes them
so attractive.

Did he mention knowing Peter
before he came to Australia?

Yes, he... No.
Oh, I don't know!

Why would I waste my hate
on an old cripple in a wheelchair? Why?

Because he knew who you were,
what you'd done?

The truth is Branko used to go
out of his way to avoid Peter.

I think he was afraid.

Afraid?

Of losing me.

He could be a very jealous man.

Yes, I was in the Serbian Army.
Yes, I was at Vukovar.

But as a supply sergeant!
I never fire a shot!

L...I'll give you the name of my battalion.
You can check my records.

We'll definitely be doing that, Mr Marjic.

Look...

I didn't kill Branko.

(STAMMERS) And I don't know who did.

Are you looking for more junk today?

One man's junk
is another man's treasure.

Last lot's already up to $87.50
on eBay.

It's junk you scrounged off the tip.

It's all about seeing the beauty
in small things, Jen. Trust me.

Some of this stuff is gold.

Well, you'd better hope
you get rid of it all

because I don't think Aunty Bernice
will see it as gold.

How much longer do you reckon

Matt's gonna keep us looking for
these bloody boots?

As long as he likes.

Really should just be Crime Scene or...
or uniforms doing it, don't you reckon?

It's up to them.
WOMAN: Trish!

It's me!

Jen, is she talking to us?
Don't think so.

Trish!

Jen, she is.

(MOUTHS)

Yeah, OK. Can you just wait here?

Hi.
Hi!

Oh, wow! How are you?

I'm sorry. I didn't see you...

How's Wesley?

Yeah, he's fine.

He's a cute guy.
Is he a friend of Wesley's?

JEN: Uh, no.

Oh, wow, you're all dressed up too,
gorgeous.

He's, um...he's cute, right?
Yeah.

Really cute.
Young too, you cradle snatcher.

Gina, please, please, please don't tell
anybody that you saw me here, OK?

Alright, alright. You naughty girl.
Just be careful.

'Cause, you know, you fool around
and get caught, things can get ugly.

I'll see you soon.
Oh! OK.

'Bye.
Good to see you.

Trish.

It's a nickname.

So an old friend?

Yeah, sort of.

Are you a swinger, Jen?

Hey, it's fine by me.

Where were you? Thought you were
supposed to be at the tip?

We just went to get a coffee
and she was there.

Rhys has no idea?
I don't think so.

What did you say to Gina?

I told her as little as possible.

She thought I was fooling around.
What?

With Rhys.
Of course.

It all came flooding back,
so I had to come here and tell you.

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Rhys?
Sent him back to the tip.

They found Posy Pollard
and Peter Marsh together.

Together together.

Oh!

I'm OK. Go.

I put in a call to Canberra.

Immigration screened Peja Marjic
before he entered the country.

His story checks out. He was
a non-combatant military personnel.

That still doesn't mean he's in the clear.

DUNCAN: No, but...
(TESTILY) What?

Well, Crime Scene reckon that
Branko went willingly with his killer.

ALLIE: There's no sign of struggle
in his room.

Branko wouldn't have gone
anywhere willingly

with the guy that he thinks
killed his nephew.

Drugged?
He was on a stack of medication.

Not according to the toxicology report.
There were no sedatives in his system.

What about her?

She's no longer a suspect, sir.

Well, what's she still doing
up on the bloody board?!

Come on, pull your finger out, you lot!

Money is still our biggest motive.

If Ivan the Terrible didn't top him,

then find out who stands to
gain or lose the most.

Sir!

Next time I come down here,
I want a result.

Dickhead.

OK, guys, let's re-interview
all the residents and staff at the home

and go from there.

You and your money-grubbing mother
planned this from the start.

I don't need to listen to this.
You won't get away with this.

It's my money!
Yeah, well, you can speak to my Lawyer.

Hey, don't you dare walk away from me.

Do not!

Hey, you won't run away like this.

I won't let you steal my father's money.

You can't!
(STARTS ENGINE)

What's going on?

Stop!

ALLIE: Oh! No!

MATT:: I'll call an ambulance.

What's...? I didn't see her.

Yeah, I need an ambulance.
Beaconslea retirement village.

40 Trenton Street, Williamstown.

(STAMMERS) Susan?

Don't try and move.
No! What happened?

What in God's name happened?
Bill? Bill!

Help her. For God's sake, help her.
No, an ambulance is on its way.

Oh, look who's here, Bill.

Shh, my love! My love!

Uh, uh, Susan?

Yeah, I'm here. I'm here.

I've missed you so much.

Try not to talk, my love.

(SOBS) Hang on, please!

No!

I want to see my wife.

One more time.

That won't be a problem.

Is there anyone you want me to contact?

No. No, there's no-one.

Andro Budjman will be charged.
He'll be held to account for this.

Why? It wasn't his fault. It was mine.

I left Wendy alone
and she wandered off.

You can't be expected to watch her
every second of the day.

Well, why not? It was my job.

God, all for nothing! All for nothing.

What?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Oh, Bill!

My dear Bill, I just heard.

I'm so sorry.

It wasn't Michaela's fault.
It was the Budjman...

Get away from me. Leave me alone.

But, Bill...
Leave me alone.

I just want...
I don't care what you want.

(MOBILE RINGS)
Wendy was a lady, not a tramp like you.

She was my friend.
She never was. Now, get out!

Get out!
MATT:: You sure?

MATT:: Hmm. OK.
I'll call you back.

I'm a stupid old woman.

He's upset.

No, he's right.

He's right.

(SOBS) I think I'll...

I think I've been taken advantage of
in more ways than one.

How?

Oh, God!

God, help me. What have I done?

Bill...

Our savings were almost gone.

Mrs McVeigh said
we might have to leave.

I needed money quickly.

I just wanted to give Wendy
the best life I could, that's all.

I did the wrong thing.

I'll tell you what you want to know.

I'll tell you everything.

Bill Lalor told us you approached him

about a way to secure
your joint financial futures.

Bill is grieving.
He doesn't know what he's saying.

And you used Posy to make it happen.

Make what happen?

Posy says that you persuaded her
to get Branko to change his will.

What?!
She's clearly suffering from dementia.

Once you got Branko out of the way,

you intended to marry Posy,
take charge of her finances

and split the inheritance with Bill.

No, no, no. This is speculation.

We're satisfied that Posy wasn't involved
in the plan to murder Branko.

She was just the bait.
She had no idea what you were up to.

Branko went willingly
because he thought

he was going to
a sexual rendezvous.

Which is why there was no sign
of struggle in his room.

Sorry to disappoint you, Sergeant,

but everyone knows Branko will never
go anywhere willingly with me.

He hated me.

We're not saying he went with you,
Mr Marjic.

ALLIE: Bill Lalor got him out of bed
into the wheelchair.

He thought he was gonna
go and see Posy.

Bill wheeled him past the lift
to the stairwell.

That's when you appeared on the scene.

(SPEAKS INAUDIBLY)

(TENSE MUSIC)

You pushed Branko down the stairs

and when the fall didn't kill him...

..you kicked his head in.

Any other witnesses to this fantasy?

Hmm, no.

I was in bed asleep at that time.

I'm more than happy for that
to play out in court.

Are you, Mr Marjic?

Yeah, of course.

Thank you.

'Cause we found your boots,
Branko's blood all over them.

Hey.
Hey! Good result.

Yeah.
See you tomorrow.

Goodnight.
See you.

Nobody here can ever find out.

They won't.

Do you think this is the end of it?

That can wait till the morning,
if you want to go.

I'd rather get the paperwork
off my desk.

You know...

..they've gotta fix that old-age thing
before we get there,

'cause it sucks big-time.

Yeah.

I'm gonna go and see my dad
this weekend. it's been too long.

Do you think that he'll recognise you?

If he's having a good day, he might.

Anyway, I'll just sit with him,
talk about old times. I owe him that.

Have a good night.

Yep.

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