All language subtitles for the.gone.s01e01.1080p.web.h264-cbfm_track4_[eng]

[wind blowing]

[sighs deeply]

[whispers] Hey.

It's going to be okay.

I'm sorry.

Here.

Smile.

[click]

[thunder rumbling]

[vehicle approaching]

[insects singing, birds calling]

Oh.

Okay?

Hello?

Sinead, we brought desserts.

Hello?

-Sinead?
-[splutters]

-[man] Is that smoke?
-Mm.

[man] Sinead?

Ronan?

Sinead?

Joe, something's wrong.

[opening theme music playing]

[music blaring]

All right, lads.

-Fitzy, I'm off.
-Ah, just one more?

Ah, it's Christmas!

-You're not leaving already?
-I'm done. Don't drink too many of them.

[music continues, muffled]

-How long you off them now?
-Six months.

It's going great.

So, that's it?

You hand in your notice, no explanation?
Then you just walk away?

A man doesn't throw away
a 20-year career on a fucking Friday.

All due respects, Super,
you're not going to change my mind.

-You're the man that sees everything.
-Ha!

You don't miss a trick.

What am I missing?

You know you can talk to me.

Thank you.

Love you, too.

Watch where you're going,
you wobbly prick!

-What did you call me?
-I called you a wobbly prick.

-You're the tough guy, eh?
-Do you want to find out?

[groans]

Get in there!

-What are you doing?
-He fucking started it!

[groaning]

[laughing]

[laughing, spluttering]

[buzzing]

[groans]

Hannah.

[Hannah] Richter?

My daughter, she's gone.

She's gone.

[man] You okay?

Hey, congrats, Detective Sergeant!

[chuckles] Yeah, thanks.

[plane engines humming steadily]

[engines whine, then steady]

[suspenseful music playing]

[PA announcements echoing]

[on TV] Police are requesting
information about an Irish couple

who have been missing 72 hours.

Irish woman Sinead Martin,
a management consultant working locally,

and her boyfriend, Instagram fitness
influencer Ronan Garvey,

have been renting a farmhouse
in Mount Affinity.

Sinead Martin's parents,
Joseph Martin and Hannah Martin,

a Special Criminal Court judge
in Ireland, raised the alarm

when they found it deserted,
but undisturbed...

-Are you the Irish guy?
-Yeah.

-Detective Theo Richter.
-DS Diana Huia.

-Long way from home. You got here fast.
-It didn't feel fast.

I read your file.
Twenty years' experience?

This is my first investigation sole charge
so happy to use what you bring.

Happy to be used.

We're just out here.

So, the potential connections
with this Irish gang.

Judge Martin, Sinead's mother,

she put away the head of the Fallon cartel
for life back in August 2019.

Almost paid with her own.
You were there, right?

-Right. You've done your homework.
-I like to know what I'm working with.

Hannah survived the attack,
but she remains under threat.

-You think the Fallons did this?
-They're definitely capable of it.

[horn honks]

Hey, little one!
It's good to have you back.

Oh, you haven't got any younger.

Call me 'little one' again, Bruce,
I'll kick you in the nuts.

-Sergeant Bruce Harris.
-Detective Theo Richter.

-So, you're from around here?
-No knowledge like local knowledge.

Do you fellas want to see the parents
or the house first?

-Parents.
-House.

I'll meet you at Sinead's house.

Yeah. Okay. We're on the way, Hannah.

Bye.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Bruce] Been a lot of changes
since you're away.

New cycle trail.

-Big opening next Saturday.
-I barely recognise the place.

-Someone hit the jackpot.
-[Bruce] Oh, yeah.

And that jackpot's called Houkura.

-Sinead worked there.
-[Bruce] Last five months.

His wallet's here. Hers is missing.

Neither bank account has been touched.

There's cash in the bedroom.

-But if they were taking off--
-They wouldn't leave their phones.

I've emailed the scene photos
and some statements to you.

Can you copy Richter?

He might spot something relevant
to the Irish gang.

Let's see if there's anything
from the night in question.

[car approaching]

Hannah.

We were told you weren't coming.

-I couldn't really say no.
-Is this the Fallons, Richter?

We're rattling every cage in Dublin.
We'll hear something.

Joseph.

Okay, so what can you tell me?

What were Sinead and Ronan
doing here the last few months?

Travelling.
First to Australia, then New Zealand.

We expected them home,

and then Sinead
got her dream job in Houkura.

-You just came to check in on them?
-Booked for a month.

-And Ronan?
-He got a job in the hostel.

His main passion is fitness,

but he's got into influencing
since he's been here.

They've been together four years.

He's a nice kid,
but he hasn't had it easy.

He's been through a lot.

His mother died when he was a teenager
and his stepfather took off.

If we were at home,
I'd have resources, but here...

-You have me.
-Actually, you have both of us.

This is DS Diana Huia.
She's lead investigator on the case.

I know this must be
a really difficult time,

but I have to ask,

was there any indication
anything was wrong with either of them?

-Anything out of the usual?
-No.

I don't know if Ronan
was as happy as he let on to be,

but I can't say why.

We're happy to answer
any questions you have, but...

if this is Bounce Fallon's retaliation
for me giving him a life sentence,

then that has to be
your main line of investigation.

-You have my word.
-We thought these might help.

[Diana] Great. Thank you.

[Joseph] And we've been talking
to their friends at home

to see if they said anything.

I have more for posters.

Great. Thanks, Joseph.

One more thing,
did they have a car while they were here?

Yeah. Sinead bought a Zephyr Mark III.

I think it's been giving them trouble
the last week or so.

Yeah, they brought it
to the garage for a service.

Okay. Thank you.
It was good to meet both of you.

[Diana] It's date stamped
the night they went missing.

-[Theo] Where did he get those bruises?
-[Diana] Mm.

The Martins arrived at 8:15 p.m.,
so that leaves a window of two hours.

-CCTV of the night?
-Yeah. There's one camera in town.

-Petrol station?
-I had to wrestle the footage off Matt.

You know what he's like.

The Fallons, can they disappear
two people in a couple of hours?

If it's a reprisal,
a bullet in the head takes seconds.

[Theo sighs] I don't know what this is.

-You?
-No, I don't either.

Not yet.

[under her breath] Oh, this place.

[groans]

DS Huia, meet me at the house
as fast as you can.

-Hey, mate. Excuse me! That's my bike!
-Sorry, mate.

-Hey!
-[Theo] I'll bring it back to you.

[upbeat music playing]

Richter, what the hell are you doing?

The deck's been scrubbed clean.

Bleach.

-There's a hatch.
-[Theo] Of course there is.

After you.

-Your investigation.
-Your hunch.

Thanks, Bruce.

-Here.
-What is it?

[Diana] It's an earring.

There's blood.

[phone ringtone]

Sergeant Bruce Harris.

I'm sorry, say again? Your accent.

Oh. Okay.

Hang on a tick. Diana?

A 353 number, Ireland.

She says she's Ronan's mum.

Ronan's dead mum.

Who the hell is this?

-Log it.
-On it.

[birds squawking]

[chuckles]

Really?

Ronan's social media,
fitness, food and lifestyle tips.

[Ronan on video] Hi, team.
I just finished a workout.

It's good craic.

If you're not sweating, you're not
working hard enough in my opinion.

Big thing I want to talk about
with you all is... calorie input.

But one thing's worth a look.

This wasn't posted.

You want the best way to balance
your nutrition and cals?

It's counting daily macros,
if you're able...

[sighs] Seriously?

-I'm filming.
-I'm just getting a drink.

Sinead, I fucking...

-I fucking told you before, Sinead.
-I'm sorry.

Do you know
how many of these I have to do?

-Don't fucking touch me!
-I'm sorry.

No, bollocks!
Now I have to fucking start again!

All smiles for Insta,
but he's got a temper.

She's calm, placating, handles him.
Not his first outburst.

-Hm.
-[distant shouts]

[shouting in protest]

-Where are we with CCTV footage?
-I'm working my way through it.

-Nothing yet.
-That's a two-hour window.

-How far can they get without a car?
-Around here? Not very far.

-Sorry, your board.
-So, timeline.

-[Diana] What do we know?
-[phone ringtone]

[Bruce] Sergeant Bruce Harris.

Got you. Okay, cheers.

The Zephyr.

They sold it to Matt's Motors last week.

Sold it? It's not what the Martins said.

Fuck.

-Richter.
-How the fuck did you hear about this?

Because I've been reporting
on the Fallons for two years

and I'm really good at my job.

Aileen Ryan, journalist with the Irish--

Phone number ending 971?

Oh. Guilty as charged.

You try that again, you will be charged.

Fraudulent representation
to access police information.

To be fair,
I didn't actually access any information.

Stay out of my way.

[Bruce] Got her.

It's a Houkura car.

[Theo] She's wearing both earrings.

Which means whatever happened
on that deck happened after she filled up.

It says 6:45.

How long would it take
to get back to her house from there?

Five minutes, max.

So we're down
to a window of one hour 25 minutes.

[Bruce] Something else.

There's a draft email on Sinead's laptop.
She hadn't addressed it yet.

[Diana] 'I'm scared. It's all gone wrong.'

Scared of who? What went wrong?

The way Ronan spoke to her.
I'd give him a good slap.

Is that police procedure around here?

Only when I'm hungry.

['Slippin' Away'
by Max Merritt and The Meteors]

I love this song.

Okay, Ronan had 640 Instagram posts.

We need to review them all,
get some insight.

There's a 'we' now, is there?

I was thinking
it'd be more of a 'you' thing.

Not playing boss or anything.

Good,
because I don't actually work for you.

[chuckles]

All righty, I'm off.
Pick you up in the morning.

Night, Bruce. Don't go digging up
any more decks, Richter.

You actually like
this shocking music, do you?

Mum and I used to dance to it.
Right there.

It was her favourite.

-Her mum's dead, isn't she?
-Yeah, mate. She topped herself.

Brilliant.

[woman's voice singing softly]

[two voices singing, closer]

[singing fades]

[suspenseful music playing]

[grunts]

[roars]

Mm, then first thing
in the morning, boss,

we'll be visiting places of employment.

Yeah, absolutely.

If nothing else comes up,

I will report back to you
this time tomorrow.

Yeah, cheers.

[singing]

Hi, old man. Want to get your hands dirty?
Come and help with the cause.

I'm getting my hands dirty already.

That fellow with the beard
and the sandals, what did he say?

-'Turn the other cheek.'
-I'm more of an Old Testament girl.

That worries me.

[in Maori] Hope you're not gonna
get the young ones into trouble.

Or yourself.

[in English]
It's a bit late for that now, old man.

See you.

[recording] Welcome to a simple vision.
Welcome to Houkura.

Our safe, polymer-altering technology

turns waste into high nutrient
fertilisers to feed our land

and clean, pure water.

...to feed the earth, not destroy it.

[Tamati] Kia ora!

How's it going?

We have an appointment with the CEO.

Oh, I guess that's me. Tamati Davidson.

-DS Diana Huia.
-Detective Theo Richter.

This is Colin Friends,
my head tech scientist, right-hand man.

-Good to meet you.
-[Tamati] We're all gutted about this.

Sinead's been with us five months.
Just a wonderful person.

Do you want to see where she works?

It's, er... this way.

So, this is Sinead's here.
Nobody's touched it.

We need the GPS tracker data
from the car that Sinead borrowed.

-Lucy?
-[Lucy] Sure.

There's something you should know about.

-Threats against the company.
-There's been bad press.

Our by-product processing is lagging
a little bit behind where we projected.

Slightly more waste
is being produced than we hoped.

The big picture is Houkura is weeks,

if not days away from zero net toxicity,

and yet we keep copping incoming...

I mean, the hate is mostly targeted at me.

Might be relevant.

Did you meet Sinead's boyfriend?

Yeah, he came to the barbecues.

We have Friday night
team building sessions

down at the clay pigeon shooting.

He's a nice guy. Fit as fuck!

So, there's two Ds,
big international case.

I mean, you must be
taking things pretty seriously now.

-Given what happened back in the day.
-Tamati.

[suspenseful music playing]

It's at the mountain.

[Theo] What happened back in the day,

that's the mountain murders, right?

Seventeen years ago?

I saw the memorial in town.

Yeah, that's something
this place would like to forget.

[suspenseful music playing]

Richter.

-Blood?
-[Diana] Yeah, somebody badly injured.

Or dead.

If there is a body
or someone badly injured,

where the hell are they?

We need to set up a team.

-Shit, eh? Heard you were back. Hi.
-Oh, my God. Hi.

Is this your case?

-Congrats, bigshot detective.
-What about you? War hero?

Yeah, well, a lot's happened.
It's been too long.

So we can coordinate.

Oh, Richter,
this is Valerie Armstrong, old mate.

Knows this maunga better than anyone.

And her big brother, Ken.

Congrats on the new job, Mr Mayor.

Theo Richter, Irish liaison.

-Ken Armstrong.
-How's it going?

I met with the Martins
and I told them, and I'm telling you,

anything I can do to help,
you just let me know.

-Thank you.
-[Ken] We're counting on you, Val.

And for fuck's sake, call Mum.

Don't worry, Di.
If they're up there, I'll find them.

[man] All done, DS.

If it is a hit,
then the bodies would be in the boot.

If it's a kidnap,
then why leave the car here?

I'm not shutting down
any lines of inquiry,

but this is looking
pretty disorganised for organised crime.

Then there's Ronan's temper.

When we went on holiday,

Mum would always make me do
a dummy check

at the motel before we left,
in case we forgot anything.

Latest iPhones,
next-gen tech, YouTube channel...

and a cheapy burner
hidden in the car door?

Time to find out
who the hell these two are.

[Bruce] Diana, an article has come out
in an Irish paper.

I've texted it to you
and you're really not going to like it.

All right, thank you, Bruce.

What?

Fuck!

-[Aileen] Aileen Ryan, leave a message.
-[beep]

Aileen, you better start
answering your phone

because I'm not going
to stop fucking ringing.

You have no proof of any of this bullshit!

-Oh, this woman is a problem.
-I agree.

[man] Yeah, well,
I'm drowning without him.

Ronan always went above and beyond.

Like, say, sleeping with the punters?

[chuckles] He is friendly!

-But he really loves his girl.
-[Diana] Did you know Sinead?

Nah, she was always working.

[Diana] What about drugs?

We don't condone narcotics
on these premises.

You should put up a sign, Mervin.

Did Ronan keep
any personal belongings here?

Yeah, he's got a locker.

I worked here a few summers.

Was Ronan selling steroids, Mervin?

[sighs] Must be for personal use.

I swear to God,
I've never seen that before.

You know that possessing
and supplying steroids

is a breach
of the 1981 Medicines Act, yeah?

-That's not mine, it's Ronan's!
-Relax, Mervin, will you?

DS Huia is just trying to figure out
what's going on.

I didn't know, man, I fucking didn't.

[sighs] Shit!

I mean...

One time,
he turned up for work covered in bruises.

Split lip,
had the shit kicked out of him.

He was completely freaked,

said he was robbed
and everything was going to shit.

-When was this?
-I don't know, just over a week ago.

Who did it?

He didn't say more than that
and I didn't ask.

I swear, that's all I know.

-Where would he get these?
-Plenty of ways. I'll get Bruce onto it.

Bloody stalker!

What are you doing?

Diana.

Diana!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[in Maori] It's been so long. Too long.

I wouldn't set foot back here
if I had a choice.

I know.

And it breaks our hearts.

Buster Huia!

[in English]
Theo Richter. Everything all right here?

I don't need
your running interference, Detective.

[in Maori]
This is how you greet family now?

You can walk away from a place.

But you can't walk away from your past.

[in English] Let her rest, niece.

[door opens, closes]

[engine starts]

Anything you want to share?

Okay, then.

[camera clicks]

We're here this evening
to discuss Houkura's proposal

to purchase additional land
adjacent to their HQ.

[hissing]

Wiki. Nga Pitau's a pacifist community,
so how about a bit of peace and love?

Thanks, Ken.

[in Maori] Kia ora koutou.

[in English] The only three words
of te reo he knows!

Wiki, please, give the man a chance, eh?

Houkura has this town's
best interests at heart.

Aside from expanding our headquarters,

we're also looking to develop a gymnasium

and a swimming pool for local use.

Wiki, we admire the work
that you and Buster are doing

for the local rangatahi.

You're giving these kids a home
when they had nowhere else to go.

So, we would like
to get behind Nga Pitau.

You just want to buy our silence!

That ground, it's a urupa!

We have surveyors checking those sites
and they will be protected.

That's sacred land. Why bloody there?

Why can't you build somewhere else?

I understand I'm an outsider,
I'm not from your tribe.

I understand the cultural complexities,
but you need--

[Wiki] Just high
and mighty words from you!

[in Maori] Maori land, sacred land.

[they chant]

Come on, now,
this is becoming a big bloody rabble.

Sit down, for Christ's sake.
Why did you come here?

-I've taken an injunction out.
-[Ken] To do what?

To stop you people
from taking our sacred land!

I'll see you in court!

Wiki. Wiki.

Aileen Ryan, I'm a journalist,
I'm investigating the Irish couple.

Erm... You know this town,
your town, it's all part of the story.

So, translated from bullshitese,

you want a racist beat-up story
about the angry local natives?

Not at all. By the sound of it,

you've something to be pissed off about.

Can I just ask you one question?

That memorial, what happened?

You're the big investigative journalist,
go look it up.

Sorry, excuse me.

Right. Thank you.

Yeah, you're welcome.

Hey, when did you stop verifying
before going to print?

Around the same time
that news became instant

and my job is permanently on the line.

You always have an answer.

You put a target on that judge's back!

Hear now,

you know better than anyone that
she had a target on her back already.

That's why we're here, Richter,
to flush them out.

This isn't a fucking game!

-If anything happens to her--
-Yeah. Yeah, listen, I found something.

[Diana] They lied to her parents
about the car.

There's blood at the house
and the Houkura car they were using.

Ronan's abusing steroids,
behaving erratically.

-There's a burner phone...
-There's something else.

-A credit card statement. Whose?
-The Martins'.

They had 20,000 euros
taken out of their account last week.

Where did you get this?

Outside!

-You're using a hacker?
-Look, I can...

You're using a fucking hacker!

I told you minute one,
I welcome your help.

But you bring me information
illegally sourced, that's my damn job!

I received information
illegally obtained,

I didn't seek it out.

Christ, Richter!

I can't unhear this.

It feels important, but...

Good night, Richter.

[Theo] Hiya, Ken.

[Ken] Hey, there.

[Theo] Listen, I wanted to ask you
about that memorial.

Of course, last time two tourists
went missing here, they ended up dead.

Mountain Murders, yeah, I heard.

A gutted goat left on the mountain
after each killing.

-The killer was never caught?
-Scared the hell out of me.

We lost the mill soon after.

Tourists just stayed away.

We were only just starting to recover.

I'm worried about these Irish, of course,

but I'm shitting myself about this town.

It's home, you know?

-See you.
-Night.

Are you following me?

I came over to apologise.

Today, my niece and I.

I regret you had to witness
our family troubles.

Families.

Can't live with them.

Can't kill them.

[Buster chuckles]

Do you know
why it's called Gordon's Motel?

Belongs to Gordon? Wild guess.

Hence you're the detective

and I tie my trousers with string!

This piece of land we're sitting on,
Toby Gordon's fucking...

great-great-great-great-grandfather
stole it from my wife's tribe.

When my wife's
great-great-great-great-grandfather

went to talk about the misunderstanding,

old man Gordon shot him twice in the leg,

told him to fuck off and don't come back

or the next bullet would go
between his Maori eyes.

Or words to that effect.

Fucking English.

Fucking English!

I came past last night.

You looked, er... discomforted.

You know what I do for a living, right?

It's medicine, bro.

And you seemed like a man
who needed a little nurturing.

[ute approaching]

[engine stops]

[door slams]

[in Maori] We're family

but you treat us as strangers.

[in English] Well, maybe there's a reason.

[Wiki] There's no reason!

We only ever loved you.

It's wrong, Bub.

Bruce, he says you're sleeping in the car?

Oh, well,
however you're going to treat us...

this is your mother's whare.

We kept it clean for you,
for when you came home.

You belong inside.

Come on.

We'll make this right for you, come on.

[coughing]

[phone vibrating]

Richter.

[Superintendent]
Derry Fallon is in New Zealand.

Entered the country three months ago.

We don't know where.

I'll find him.

Listen, I have to file
your discharge papers.

Last chance to change your mind?

Why the fuck are you so determined
to end your career

in some tourist town in New Zealand?

Richter.

File it.

[Wiki saying a karanga]

[groans]

[groaning]

[sobbing]

[night creatures calling]

♪ We'll erase while you hide ♪

♪ While the others make the call ♪

♪ And please put it down to the night ♪

♪ There's only one way we'll know ♪

♪ These wires are picking up
satellite pull ♪

♪ And they don't want you going here ♪

♪ We might lose the way quietly ♪

♪ When we don't hold... ♪