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Aah!

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It's some kid.

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Welcome to
the House of Screams!

Uh, yes. I'll just get you guys
to park down at the end there.

Um, cheers, guys.

Be honest.
How scary is it?

Oh, come on. It's not that bad.
A bit of fun.

And just remember.
It's not real.

See? It's just
fake blood and...

One sec.

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Uh, Mr. Milgrove!

Are you--
Are you alright, mate?

What's going on
out here?

I'm gonna get
the first-aid kit.

Might be a bit late.

Chad?! Baby?!

Are you okay?

Oh!

Christ.

**

Grim start
to the season.

Spring?

The spooky season.

Halloween?
Ah.

You have heard of
Halloween, haven't you?

Mm, nut we don't really do that
here in New Zealand, do we?

Well, tell that
to these people.

Halloween has become an entire
season, not just a day.

Hey. Um...

Victim appears to be a
Chad Feldman. 18 years old.

In his last year
at Brokenwood High.

Geez.
He's just a kid.

Mm. Apparently, he came here
with his girlfriend.

They were heading
to a Halloween party.

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Hi, Chad.

Sad to say that's
not part of the costume.

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Was there
a second injury?

Oh, that's John Milgrove.
He's the manager.

Apparently, he fainted
after he saw

Chad sporting the...
sickle-necklace look.

M-Manager of what?
What is this place?

It's called
the House of Screams.

Sort of a live
haunted-house experience.

Yeah?
And the, um, ghouls?

Yeah. The staff.

They asked to be referred to
as "Screamers."

I bet they did.
Mm.

Uh, excuse me, sir--
or, uh, ma'am--

would you mind stepping back
for us while we--

Detective Sims!
It's me-- Frodo.

Frodo?
You're a-a Screamer.

Apprentice. Yeah. I haven't
graduated to the main floor.

Currently,
I'm just parking cars.

But I saw the whole thing.
It was gnarly as hell.

Do you remember seeing him
and his girlfriend arrive?

I do remember, yes, because
it was quite memorable.

Excuse me, guys!
Hey. Sorry.

You're actually
not allowed to park here.

Even if your car is awesome.
That is a disabled park.

Well, I am disabled,
so that's a bit insensitive.

Oh, I'm so sorry.
I-I didn't see a sticker.

Yeah, I've, um--
I've got no legs.

Okay, well, I can clearly see
you've got legs.

These are fake legs.

Chad! Don't be...

Look. I'm gonna have to
ask you to move, please.

Alright. Alright.
Keep your hair on. Oops!

Hey! Give that back,
you little twerp!

That's property of
the House of Screams!

Well, my dad
just bought the place,

so, technically,
it's mine.

But here you go, bud.

Oh.

Hey, park my car for me,
will ya?

Cheers, buddy.
Appreciate ya.

And did you move the car?

Well, yeah.
I mean, begrudgingly.

But then later...

Oi!
Give me the keys.

I'm not sure that--

I was gonna
call the cops.

He seemed like
he was a bit pissed,

but I didn't have my phone.

But I took down
the number plate.

Oh. Well.
Anyway...

That's all I saw. Until he came
out of the woods over there.

That's fake blood?

Yeah.
They make it here.

It's mostly maple syrup
with some cochineal.

And coffee
for depth of color.

Mm.

Put some feelers out
for that car.

And let's start getting
some statements.

- Copy that.
- On it.

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Maple syrup.

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Any ghosts?

Uh, one or two.

Well, after speaking
to the Screamers,

it seems that one of them
is missing--

a teenager by the name
of Kyle Harris,

who plays the...
Undead Scarecrow.

And in the House of Screams,
the Scarecrow carries a sickle.

Ah.
Let's, uh, start in there.

I've got the feeling that Kyle
was watching me from the trees.

Okay.

♪ The... an elegant ♪

♪ Line the sift... ♪

♪ Precisely in time ♪

♪ Conjure the creature ♪

♪ Have mercy on me ♪

♪ Whose beauty is potent ♪

♪ It's only skin-deep ♪

♪ What year is this? ♪

♪ Dissatisfaction ♪

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♪ I love... ♪

Lena, are you sure
that you wouldn't like us

to get your parents in here?

I know that you're 18,
but--

They'd just
stress me out more.

Okay, well,
we'll make this quick.

We-- We just simply need
to know what happened.

Okay.

So you and Chad
were dating?

We've been together forever.
Like, almost two years.

It was... gonna be our
anniversary next weekend.

Um, why don't you
just tell us

what you remember
about tonight?

Uh, we were gonna
go to a party.

Today was
the last day of school

before everyone
went on study leave.

I wanted to make sure
I looked really good

because Chad loves Halloween.

He's, like, obsessed
with all American stuff.

Hey, babe.

Hey, baby.
Wow. You look great.

**

What are you?
Like, a football player?

It's a surprise.

Finn's gonna love it!

Baby. I thought
it was date night.

It is. Yeah.
Don't worry about him.

Hi, Finn.

You guys keen
for a quick detour?

It'll be fun.
I promise.

This Finn--
he and Chad were friends?

He's basically
Chad's shadow.

To be honest,
I think Chad just liked

having him around
for protection.

Was Chad the type of person
who needed protection?

Well, he wasn't always
the nicest to people.

No! Come on!
That's so mean.

Guys! Really?
Chad! Stop it!

Leave the poor guy alone!

Well, that's good of you
to try and stop him.

Chad's father has just bought
the House of Screams.

Is that right?
Yeah, yeah.

Bought it off the weird guy
who runs the place.

I'm afraid we don't
offer discounts.

Oh, I'm not after
a discount, John.

I want to go in for free.

I'm running a business.
It's only $10.

It's not like
you can't afford it.

If you don't let us in,

I'm gonna call my dad
and have him fire your ass.

Go right ahead.
Do you think I care?

Oh. It's ringing.

Alright. Alright!

Just don't touch
any of the props.

And please respect
the performers.

What's this?

It's one of your father's ideas.
Drum up ticket sales.

So, what? If I can get through
the whole place

without screaming,
I win a trip to Vegas?

Easy.

Well, not you, obviously.
It wouldn't be fair.

In any case, nobody
has ever made it through

without screaming.

You calling me a pussy,
John?

What?

Hey. Come here.

I don't suppose that
you heard what Chad said to him.

Hm. Probably
something dumb.

Chad made a lot
of dumb jokes.

Sometimes they would
really annoy me.

You little bastard.

But now I'll never
hear them again.

Is this cow's milk?

Ugh!

Um... anyway.

Unh! Unh!

If I'm being honest,
it was kind of lame.

N-o-o-o!

**

Especially 'cause
a lot of the actors

were just, like, people
from our school.

Some of them
weren't even really trying.

Uh, that's a Minnie Wylie,
who goes to your school?

She started this year.

I tried to make friends with
her, but she had other ideas.

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Not that
I could blame her.

You've seen how hot
Chad is, right?

Oh, I couldn't comment.

Because he's dead?

Well, no, because
he's a-a teenager.

Sorry.
You were saying?

Um...

After that, Chad and Finn
snuck off to drink their booze.

I went to the toilet,
and when I came back...

Where's Finn?
Having a sulk.

I was just happy we were
finally alone.

Baby. Can we go?
This place is gross.

Not yet. Okay?
I wanna see the rest.

It's our special night.

And I want to win
that trip.

Why didn't Chad just ask
his dad for the money?

Sounds like
he had a lot of it.

Lane's really tight,
especially with Chad.

He doesn't trust him
with money.

And why was it a special
night for you two?

We don't need
too many details.

Chad was meant
to be leaving.

He was going to L.A.
to stay with his mother

for a few months,
and then after that,

he was going to start uni
at Yale.

Wow. Yale.

So he wasn't going to
finish the school year?

Hm. Didn't see the point.
He'd already gotten in.

Wow. That's impressive.

Mnh. It was mostly through his
dad's connections. And money.

Well, that must have been
tough for you both,

having to leave
each other.

I think Chad was taking it
especially hard.

Please, baby.
Let's just go.

Oh, my God. Leave me alone.
You're so clingy.

**

I went out for some fresh air.

And that's when...

I just thought
he'd failed the challenge.

But he was fighting
for his life, wasn't he?

And I did nothing.

Well,
you couldn't have known.

And that was the last time
you saw him?

Yeah.
Until I saw him with--

with, um,
the thing in his neck.

Okay. Thank you, Lena.

Yeah.
You've been very helpful.

It was Kyle Harris, right?
He used to go to our school.

I heard it was Kyle
that killed him.

Uh, well, we don't
know anything yet,

but we do need to find Kyle
and ask him some questions.

He used to go
to your school?

He got kicked out last year
for dealing drugs.

He was probably
high out of his skull.

**

The cause of death
is not surprising.

Severed artery in the neck

from a wound
at the base of the skull.

- Stabbed from behind.
- It appears so.

Death would have occurred
within minutes.

There was also a noticeable gash
on the leg--

smaller but most likely
from the same weapon.

That fits with the smaller
spatters of blood

that we found
outside the building.

Also of note--
a scratch on his face here.

Uh, fingernail?

I think so.

Mm...

Gina, don't tell me
you're into Halloween, too.

Mike, I love it! Every year
I go trick-or-treating.

Oh, that's nice.

What, escorting
nieces or nephews?

Wait.
I didn't think you had any.

I don't. And I wouldn't.
They only slow you down.

I like going on my own,

particularly when people
ask me for a trick.

Do you want to know
my trick?

Senior.
The father's here.

Oh.

**

Uh, Mr. Feldman.
Thanks for coming in.

What do I have to do?

We need you to formally
identify the body.

If you're up to it.

**

What a waste.
He was...

That's my boy.
That's Chaddy.

He was such a good kid,
you know.

Any word on this
Kyle Harris?

Uh, we are still
looking for him.

Waste of space.

Yeah, at this stage,
he remains a person of interest.

How hard is it to find
a teenage junkie in this town?

We will find him.

You better.

I've got some powerful friends
in the city,

and I'm not afraid
to call them.

This is a difficult time
for you, Mr. Feldman.

Russian toffee?

**

Mike?

No, thanks, Gina.

**

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Hello?

Uh, hello.
Mr. Milgrove?

It's Detective Kristin Sims
from last night.

Oh. Come in. We're just
painting babies.

**

Well, I don't know
what I was expecting.

Hello, Detectives.
It's good to see you again.

That's my daughter,
Ariel.

Nice to meet you.

So you wanted to
have a look around?

Uh, yes. Please.

It's a terrible,
terrible thing.

I've run the House of Screams
for six years,

and in that time we've never
had so much as a skinned knee.

Mind your head.

You'll find that the house
is full of secret entrances

and hidden passages for
the Screamers to get about.

And if you're looking
to kill someone.

I resent that.

You recently sold your
business to Chad's father,

Wayne Feldman.
Is that correct?

I had to. This place has
never made a profit.

We do it for love.

This is one of the oldest
buildings in Brokenwood.

That's why it needs
so much work.

Yeah, the whole second story
needs to be redone.

This...

It's quite, quite beautiful

in the daylight, though,
isn't it?

Uh, yeah.
It's great.

Is it at all possible
to stop that noise?

Y-- Uh, yes.

Ariel, can you make sure

all the speakers are
turned off, please?

We're scaring our guests.

I didn't say
I was scared.

Ah. This way.

This is
the Hall of Terror.

At night,
it's completely pitch black.

...hold this rope

and have to feel their way
through the room.

That's where Chad
was first attacked.

Poor, poor boy.

Uh, Chad's girlfriend,
Lena,

said that he was harassing you
last night.

I wouldn't say harassing.
He had a lot of spirit.

She also said that he whispered
something to you.

You little bastard.

It was a remark
about my daughter.

It doesn't bear repeating.
He was a nasty little turd.

I thought he was
a "poor, poor boy."

I suppose he was both.

This is Kyle Harris'
cubbie.

Have you had any more ideas
about where he might be?

Because we can't even
find an address.

No. I'm sorry.
I don't know.

I know he's had
a few problems,

but he's always been
hardworking and polite

around here.

I don't like to judge.

Kristin.

Ohh! Christ.

Chad was not
a good person.

Uh, it's Ariel,
isn't it?

He was cruel, and he was
a bully. They all were.

When you say "they,"
you mean...

Them.
Lena and Finn.

They're all
not nice people.

You okay, Ariel?

God. You look awful.

Are you just
a bit hormonal, babe?

I can see why you wear all that
black makeup, usually.

Yikes.

You're such
a little freak!

You know what I heard is good
for exorcising demons?

Holy water.

Piss off!

Whoa! I don't think you're
supposed to break character.

It's just a joke.
No need to get all psycho.

I was just trying
to do my job.

I'm s-sorry that
happened to you.

I'm not asking for pity.
I just want you
to leave Kyle alone.

He would never hurt anyone.

Well, at this stage, we just
want to speak with him.

I know what people say
about him. The drugs.

But it's not true.

It was Chad.

Everyone knew who
the weed dealer at school was.

**

Kyle never even touched
the stuff.

He was just a bit strange.

Like me.

But that didn't matter
to anyone else.

Okay, everyone.
Attention this way, please.

Put your hands on your desks.
Thank you.

Officer...

**

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- That's not mine.
- Come with me, please.

Young man:
♪ Someone's in trouble ♪

Young woman: Bye-ee!

Okay.
Back... everyone.

Settle down, now.
Back to work. Thank you.

And I tried to help Kyle
make an appeal.

We told the principal
that it was Chad,

but his daddy came down
with his flash lawyers

and said that if we so much as
implied his son was responsible,

that we'd end up in court.

It worked.
Kyle was suspended.

Kyle was innocent then,
and he is innocent now.

You have to believe me.

What do you think?

I think she accidentally
gave a pretty good motive

for Kyle wanting
to kill him.

I didn't realize that
you had such a thing

for creepy children
singing.

Comms to BW-1.

Maybe if they
were singing Prince.

Go ahead, Comms.

Uh, vehicle
has been discovered

down the side
of Blackwater Gully,

matching the description
of the deceased's car.

Uh, copy that.
En route.

**

Kid spent the night
down the bank.

Dehydrated.
Possible concussion.

And I'm guessing
that'll be Finn Clarke.

Drunk driving.
Are you kidding me?!

No! You've ruined your life.
I hope you know that.

Get that through
your thick skull.

You're a disgrace!

**

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

Finn. This is
Detective Sims.

Hi, Finn.
How are you feeling?

He's got a broken ankle
and a minor concussion.

Oh.
Uh, no offense.

Your dad made your injuries
sound a lot worse.

What, worse than my
rugby career being over?

It's too soon
to know that.

What is serious is your
blood alcohol levels.

It's frankly a miracle
you're still alive,

getting behind a wheel
in your state.

Uh, might be hard to believe
right now,

but there is more to life
than rugby.

You might want to
keep it brief.

I've just given him
some tramadol.

Yeah.

Uh, Finn, I'm really sorry
to have to tell you,

but your friend Chad
is dead.

Yeah. I know.

Okay. Well,
let's just take it back.

Um, why did you leave
the haunted house early?

I don't like dogs.

Sorry?

Cheers.

Lena went to the toilet,
and me and Chad were alone.

**

That's not funny, bro.

**

- Aah!
- Rah!

What do you think
of my costume, hm?

It's Teen Wolf.

You're such a prick!

**

Wait.
So you don't like it?

You did good.

I thought I'd take his car.
He could walk home.

Oi!
Give me the keys.

Oh, I'm not sure
that's a good i--

But I guess I was more pissed
than I thought.

The next thing I knew,
I woke up upside down.

I feel good now, though.

I take it you have
a phobia of dogs?

I was 7. I was protecting
my little brother.

And Chad knew about that.

Yeah. He thought
it was funny.

He liked to find people's
buttons and push them.

So he had a lot
of enemies.

Yeah, well, usually I was
around to protect him.

Guess not this time.

Was that funny?

Are you single?

I still need a date
for the formal.

I'm... going to
leave you to rest.

**

Hey. Any luck?

Uh, we've secured
Kyle's caravan.

He's been living here
under a different name

for over a year.

But he's not there.

Uh, some clothes and sleeping
gear appear to be missing.

Looks like a child's
been living here, as well.

A sister maybe.

Between 6 and 9, I'd say
based off her art skills.

Unbelievable.
What?

I think I know
where they are.

**

Detectives.
Any luck?

The creepy-child sound
we heard earlier.

Could you
play it again?

Sorry?
The girl singing.

You said it was
a sound effect.

Uh...

Let me find out--

You know what?
We'll look ourselves.

**

You stay here
and watch him.

You take the other stairs.

It's not safe up there!
I told you!

- We'll take our chances.
- Please!

Dad!

**

Detective.

**

Stella okay?

Uh, your sister's
in good hands.

**

What's that?

It's a report.

Can I draw on it?

**

Your parents are...
Not in the picture.

Mom left about two years ago.
Just kind of walked out.

And your father?

No.

I was always worried
social services

would take her away,
so I never really told anyone.

I was basically raising her
myself anyway already.

Here's the situation, Kyle.
We have a dead teenager.

A classmate
from your old school.

Evidence indicates that Chad

was initially attacked
in a room

known as the Hall of Terror,
where he was wounded.

He then fled
to the nearby forest

where the fatal blow
was struck.

**

Stabbed through the neck
with a sickle.

The Hall of Terror,
where you were

normally positioned as
the Undead Scarecrow.

The Scarecrow's weapon
is a sickle--

identical
to the murder weapon.

The only prints we've managed to
lift off the weapon are yours.

And on top of
all of this,

you and your little sister,
Stella,

have been evading police
for the past 24 hours.

So we're very interested
in hearing what you have to say.

It wasn't me.

Care to elaborate?

Um...

**

What was your relationship
with Chad Feldman?

I didn't
really have one.

I mean,
they hassled me a bit, but...

How come?

Well, because
I'm a bit weird.

It didn't make me
special, though.

No. He hassled everyone.

And then Chad got you
removed from school?

Yeah, I didn't see him do it,
but I think he did.

And how did that
make you feel?

Like, I know what
you're getting at.

Yeah, I was
pretty pissed, but...

Can you talk us through
what happened last night?

Well, um,
everyone was real pumped.

**

Attention,
my dear Screamers!

I want you all to have
a safe and terrifying night.

And remember to reapply
your blood capsules

and to scream
from the diaphragm!

So let's have fun tonight.

And remember that the customer
is always...

fright!

My bit is
the Hall of Terror.

**

**

I'm quite good at my job.

Baby. Can we go?

Just leave me alone.
You're so clingy.

Later on, I heard
Lena and Chad arguing.

They were having a fight.

It was pretty intense.

Ow.
You're a real bastard,
Chad Feldman.

You scratched me,
you psycho--

I wish I could be there
when everyone sees you

for who you really are.

It's going to be beautiful.
"Mr. Lacrosse Champ."

**

Did Lena mention
hitting Chad?

She did not.

And what's this about
a "lacrosse champ"?

I don't know.
I just didn't want to

come face to face with Chad
after that.

**

I went out for some air.

And you didn't see Lena
vaping when you went outside?

I didn't see anyone.
I just heard.

I know real fear
when I hear it.

You know, I'm talking
real fear. Bloodcurdling.

I went outside,
looked around for a bit.

And then...

Chad?

Oh, my God.

Mr. Milgrove!

I knew what everybody
would say about me, so I ran.

Anyway, that's all I saw.
I swear.

So nobody can verify
your whereabouts

at the time
Chad was attacked.

I know I look guilty,
but, you know, without me,

my sister's got nobody
looking out for her.

I would never do anything
to risk losing her.

**

You can both go
back home,

but you're not to leave the
district without notifying us.

Got it?
Yep. Thank you.

- Come on, Stella.
- Thanks, Officer Chalmers.

Hmm.

That is
an uncanny likeness.

I didn't consent to that.

Kyle Harris had a grudge
against Chad,

his prints are
on the murder weapon,

and no one can corroborate
his story.

Well, there's
another possibility.

Lena had some reason
to hit Chad.

There's also no witnesses
to her whereabouts

when Chad
was being attacked.

Mm.

Uh, let's see if we can get
some more answers

from her
tomorrow morning.

**

Lena!
Put the bins out, please.

Roy, leave her alone!

Her boyfriend's
just been M-U-R-D-E-R--

Jesus! I can spell!

It's fine! I'll do it!

**

Chad?

**

**

Morning, Trudy.

It's a bit early,
isn't it, Mike?

Or is it late?

Are you after
the hair of the dog?

I was actually just getting
a coffee from Frodo.

Mike, I've been doing
some digging,

and I've found something
of interest.

I don't remember asking you
to do any digging, Frodo.

Oh, well, I mean, to be fair,
I didn't have to dig very hard.

Here you are.

Had a bit of a weird
interaction

with your new boss
at the pub last night.

That Wayne Feldman fella.

And what did she say?

I really think you should
hear it from her.

Or you could just tell me.

I-It wouldn't be right.

I'm no narc.
That goes without saying.

I only mention it
because Frodo's a sweetie,

and I'd hate to think
his new boss was gonna

cost all those nice freaks
their jobs.

He was hanging around
the bar last night,

looking quite
worse for wear.

Who can blame him,
what with his son and all.

Poor bloke.
Hey.

Oi! We don't
get handsy in here.

Let her go, or I'll snap your
fingers like breadsticks.

She's alright.

She's, uh,
one of my freak team

at my scream house.

Yeah, well, right now
she's one of my bar team

in my drinking house,
so show some respect.

I need to get my hands
on 10 grand, cash.

Hm. I suggest going to the bank
and withdrawing it.

You're loaded,
aren't ya?

No, no, no.
It's gotta be cash.

No questions asked.

Why are you asking me?

You got connections, right?

I think you're mistaking me
for some sort of criminal.

I thought you were...

Hm. Well, I don't know
what you heard,

but for the record,
that was a misunderstanding.

Huh?

What would Wayne Feldman

suddenly need
that much cash for?

Hm. Beats me.
You should talk to Frodo.

He's the one
with the loose lips.

**

Frodo!

Any idea
why Wayne Feldman

suddenly needs
a large amount of cash?

Uh, did you ask Trudy?

Yeah. She thought
I should speak to you.

Right. Well, I think
you should speak--

Frodo.
Okay, okay.

No. Don't know. Sorry.

Uh, but maybe it's to do
with this crypto business.

As in cryptocurrency?
Yeah.

Wayne was trying to get everyone
at the House of Screams

to give it a try.

But I don't think John
was too into the idea.

**

Anyway...

You don't happen to have one
of those pamphlets, do you?

**

Hi. I'm Detective
Kristin Sims.

I'm here to speak
with Lena.

Through here.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Hey, Lena.

Your mother tells me
that you're not...

feeling very well.

Uh...

Should we...

put the knife down,
you reckon?

**

Do you believe
in ghosts?

Sorry?

Uh, nothing. Um...
What do you want?

Uh, well, we just need to
clear a few things up.

I'll tell you what, though.

Let me just, uh, crack
a window here real quick.

Uh, Lena, look, I--
I need you to be honest

about what happened
between you and Chad.

I was.

We have a witness
who saw you two arguing.

I told you that.

But you didn't tell me that
you hit him in the face.

And I can see
a broken nail there.

What happened?

He dumped me.

Please, baby.
Let's just go!

Oh, my God.
Just leave me alone, okay?

You're so clingy.

What's that
on your neck?

What are you
talking about?

Is that a--
That's a hickey.

Chad!

So?
"So?"

So you're cheating on me and
you're not even gonna deny it?

Oh, a hickey
is hardly cheating.

Yes, it is.

I love you.

Hey. Look. Um...

Listen.

We've had a good run, okay?

But I'm...

I'm going to Yale
next year.

I need to free myself up

to date some new tier
of females.

You understand, right?

Ow.

You're a real bastard,
Chad Feldman.

You scratched me,
you psycho--

I wish I could be there

when everyone sees you
for who you really are.

It's gonna be beautiful.

"Mr. Lacrosse Champ."

**

Maybe I was too clingy.

Lena. You have to know
that you don't deserve

to be treated like that.

That is not love.

Thanks.

Um, so, what's this
lacrosse thing?

Yeah, it's just
one of those games

they play in America,
isn't it?

**

And I-I don't suppose
you know

who Chad cheated
on you with.

Minnie Wylie.
That little skank.

Sorry.

Two cops in one day. Feel
like the belle of the ball.

I'm here to see
your new hire.

Oi! Minnie!

You're not running
a child-labor racket, are you?

She's 18.
She's got more brains

than half the drongos
I hire.

You've got a visitor.

Hi.

I like your necklace.

I stole it.
Are you gonna arrest me?

That depends on who
you stole it from.

My sister.

Well, I think we can probably
let that one slide for now.

Minnie, I need to talk to you
about Chad Feldman.

Right. Super sad.

I didn't really know him.

I've only been here
for a few months.

So you didn't have
a relationship with him?

Because Lena Branston
thinks you did.

Lena knows?!

Oh, God. She's actually
gonna kill me.

She won't.
I'll make sure of that.

So why don't you just tell me
about you and Chad?

When did that start?

Well, I hated moving here.

**

Okay, listen up, everyone.
This is Minnie.

Make her feel welcome.

There's your spot
just over there, Minnie.

And it didn't seem
like it was going to be easy

to make new friends.

Back home,
I was popular,

but here, I was
just another weirdo.

But then Chad approached me,
and he was confident and hot.

It was just nice
to talk to someone

that wasn't, like, the
farmer's kid or something.

I could tell he was into me,
and I was kind of into him.

But Lena scared
the crap out of me.

Eventually I told him
if he wanted to hook up,

then he had to
end things with her.

That's only fair, right?

And did he end things?

He said he had.

And I believed him
like a frickin' idiot.

Then he has the audacity
to bring her to my work.

**

**

**

**

You're such a pig.

So you felt angry
at Chad?

Yeah, but I was
more afraid of Lena.

I don't want drama.

Minnie,
I need to ask.

Did anyone else
see you after that?

No one else
came through.

It was a slow night.

Until we all went out
to see the body.

And that must have
been... shocking.

I've seen dead bodies.

It is a shame, though.
He was really hot.

But why would
people invest in something
that isn't real?

There's lots
of reasons.

What's going on?

I'm trying to teach Mike
about cryptocurrency.

Oh.
Godspeed, pal.

You're welcome to try.

Uh, I know that
there's a "blockchain."

Exactly. And mining.
And there are digital wallets.

I also know that if a guy
mentions cryptocurrency

in his dating profile,
it's an instant red flag.

Noted.
I mean, it's basically
a pyramid scheme, isn't it?

Well, the one Wayne Feldman's
running is.

He recruits investors.
They recruit others.

All the money
flows up to him.

And look who's one of
his newest members.

**

**

**

**

He was. He was
standing out there.

He pointed at me.

Well, you have been through
a traumatic experience.

And you are also
on some painkillers.

It was Chad.
Okay? I saw him.

Chad is dead.

Someone dressed
as Chad.

H-He had a wolf mask.

I thought
it was a ghost.

A ghost.

It's karma.
For the girl.

Finn. What are you
talking about?

Hey. Lena mentioned
seeing a ghost.

She seemed really
shaken up by it.

Yeah. Never did find
Chad's wolf mask.

Looks like
somebody has.

**

**

Where's Kyle?

He's at home. He hasn't been
charged with anything yet.

Then what do you want?

We're looking for
a wolf mask.

Belonged to
Chad Feldman.

You haven't seen
anything like that, have you?

I could check
lost property.

Follow me.

It's this way.

Is... that your bag?

Um...

Don't.

I believe in you!

**

Stop!

**

Very unsafe!

**

**

Like he said.
Don't.

Mr. Milgrove.
Thanks for coming in.

Where is Ariel?

Uh, just clearing
a few things up.

Nothing to worry about.

I want to be in there
with her.

I'm afraid that Ariel has asked
that you not be present.

What?
Why am I here then?

Because I'd like a word,
actually. If that's alright.

Finn Clarke claims
that, last night,

someone wearing
this wolf costume

appeared at his window
and threatened him.

An identical wolf costume
was worn by Chad Feldman

the night he died.

In fact, we believe that
this is the very same mask.

We also have reason to
believe that the same person

threatened Lena Branston
the night before last.

Pretty harsh thing to do,

pretending to be someone's dead
best friend or dead boyfriend.

Unless this person
was trying

to invoke
a confession from them.

Or maybe this person
was the killer,

scoping out
their next victim.

No, I wasn't!

So it was you.

No.

Finn also said something
about "karma" for a girl.

Do you know what
he was talking about?

It was my fault.

What was your fault?

I didn't think
it would actually--

So I was trying
to save the others!

But I think
that it's too late.

Save them from what?

Death.

It started a few years ago.

I was a bit of an outsider.

I didn't really have any
friends, apart from Selene.

Oh, my God!

Shame!

We did everything together.

And our favorite thing to do
was practicing witchcraft.

Uh, just to be clear,

by "witchcraft,"
you mean...

Spells. Incantations.
Earth magic.

Okay. Yep.
So that is what you mean.

You don't have to believe in it.
That's your choice.

But it doesn't stop it
from being real.

There was a party.

Chad brought alcohol.

He kept pushing Selene
to drink.

Who's up for
a night swim?

- Yes!
- Yeah?

Whoo! Go, baby!

You coming, Selene?

He knew she was drunk
and that she couldn't swim.

**

You can't swim.
Shh!

- You a bit scared, weirdo?
- No.

Well, come on then,
Selene!

Do you want Mummy
to walk you in?

At the time, I was just
gutted that my only friend

was leaving me for the people
who made my life hell.

But she just wanted
to be accepted.

We all do, don't we?

**

Where's Selene?

She's behind me.

She was behind me.

- Selene?!
- Selene!

I can't see her.

She-- She was right there,
I swear.

No!

We were both useless
at swimming.

If Kyle hadn't been there,

I would have drowned, too,
if I had swum out.

The worst part
was Chad's dad.

He got his lawyers involved
and threatened legal action

if we ever tried to claim
that what happened

was anything more
than a tragic accident.

But everyone knows
who really killed my friend.

Ariel, we have nobody
that can confirm

where you were
when Chad was attacked.

You think
that I killed him.

- I'm not saying that.
- No.

Because you're right.
I did kill him.

He came to my work,
the one place that was mine,

and he ruined it!

I lost control.

I cursed them.

**

You... cursed them.

A death curse.

Yes.

Is... that it?

A death curse is no joke!

It is the worst possible spell
that you can cast on someone.

And, sure enough,
a few minutes later...

It is my fault.
I am a killer.

Okay, but that still doesn't
explain the stalking.

It does. I was trying
to reverse the spell.

I cursed all three of them.
It was just a matter of time.

I had to cast a counter-spell.

Duh!

Well, uh, at least you
scared them half to death.

I think they're still
probably traumatized.

Good.

Ariel Milgrove
seems to think

she was indirectly responsible
for Chad's death.

But it could be her way
of deflecting guilt

from the actual murder
she committed.

She knows the layout of the
building better than anyone.

And she certainly has motive
for wanting to kill Chad.

He's made her life very painful
over the years.

I had an interesting chat
with her father

about cryptocurrency.

Hmm. Look at you.
Getting the hang of it.

I wouldn't go that far.

I found this crypto stuff

really hard to wrap
my head around at first,

but then my colleagues
helped me realize

that it was just
the same game

that people have been playing
for years.

They make you invest a little,
then a lot, and then everything.

Pretty soon you're cleaned out.
Life savings gone.

Wayne said it was a bulletproof
investment opportunity,

that we could all live
like kings, just like he did.

I'm not sure Wayne's lifestyle
is all that it appears.

I never wanted it.

I-I just wanted to help Ariel
and the business.

But in the end,
you had to sell the business.

And Wayne swooped in
to buy it.

He said he was gonna
keep it as-is,

that he would help
to fix it up.

I'm guessing you didn't
get that in writing.

Two weeks after
taking ownership,

he filed
a planning application

for a...

a new golf course
and members club.

I'm gonna bet that he kept you
in the dark about his plans,

and you found out
from someone else.

My dad's
bringing the bulldozers

to flatten
this stinking place.

It's gonna be
beautiful to watch.

You little bastard.

They must have made you
very angry.

I was livid.

With Wayne and that
little skidmark.

He took so much pleasure
in telling me.

I wanted to throttle
the little--

right then and there!

But I didn't.
I-I couldn't.

I actually could never
harm the boy.

Sure.
It was just a reaction.

Involuntary.
Just a reaction.

And maybe what happened next
was involuntary, too.

Nothing planned.
A reaction.

No!
I didn't do anything!

Are you saying that--
Did you kill him, John?

No, I didn't!
I--

I didn't kill him.

Was John blinded enough
by rage to lash out?

I'm not sure
he has it in him.

You don't think the unstable
haunted-house owner

who's just lost everything
is capable of murder?

Uh, no, I mean,
I literally don't think

that John was capable
of doing the deed.

It was something
that Trudy said.

I can see why
you hired that one.

She's a tough cookie,
isn't she?

You want a girl like that
in your bar.

Or your haunted house,
for that matter.

She's more suited
to the job than others.

Meaning?

Her boss. What's his name.
The weird one.

Beats me why he'd run
a haunted house

with his condition.

That condition being...?

Another gin
and tonic, please, Trina.

Sure thing, Jack.

It's "John."

Being a grade-"A" wuss.

And then I was--
I was just thinking

about that first day that
we went to talk to him.

**

I don't think
that John Milgrove

can physically stand
the sight of blood.

Then why is he running
the House of Screams?

Immersion therapy?

If he had a phobia
of blood,

chances are
that putting a sickle

through the back
of Chad's neck

would have caused him
to flake out at the scene.

Unless he had
his eyes closed.

You know?

Get out!

Frodo.
Mike, I just
got offered a deal

on a car that seems
too good to be true.

I'm not sure that this
is a matter for the police.

No. I mean, listen.

I don't normally do this,

you know, like,
snitching and whatnot,

but he's supposed to
be mega-rich, right?

So why is he suddenly
in a hurry to sell?

What are you talking about,
Frodo?

Wayne Feldman.
He just tried to sell me

his mean-as muscle car
for 10 grand, cash.

The whole thing
seemed real dodgy.

Hey, chief! Extra hot latte.
Three sugars. Pronto.

Whoa! Mr. Feldman!
You're selling? For real?

Yeah, but I'm only considering
serious offers.

I've got no time
for tire kickers.

Oh. I'm serious.

And it's got to be cash
up front.

Oh, I've got cash.

**

In the end,
it wasn't enough cash.

I was short
about 9,800.

Anyway, I was giving it
a look-over, and I found this.

**

Yeah. Not bad.

**

What... all this?

Mr. Feldman.
D.C. Chalmers.

You charged that
little bastard yet?

The Harris kid.

We'd actually like
a quick chat with you.

Down at the station.

About what?

How you holding up,
Wayne?

Well, let's see.
Uh, my only son is dead.

The kid who killed him
is apparently roaming free.

I've barely slept
in four days.

When I finally do nod off
for a few hours, I get woken up,

dragged down here to be
asked stupid question.

So, yeah, not great.

Are you having financial
troubles at the moment, Wayne?

What are you
talking about?

We've had several
reports this week of you

going around asking for
large sums of money.

What the hell does that

have to do with
finding my son's killer?

We have to explore
all the angles.

Which is why yesterday
I asked D.C. Chalmers

to keep eyes on you.

At 5:15 p.m., you took
a collection of items,

including a TV,
an electric guitar,

and a set of golf clubs
to the local pawn shop.

**

I didn't realize that selling
my own stuff was a crime.

See, I've got a funeral
to pay for.

If you needed the cash,
why not just withdraw it?

I'm not especially liquid
at the moment.

My money is tied up
in several new developments.

Such as
the House of Screams,

which you tricked John Milgrove
into selling to you.

I didn't trick anyone.
I offered. He accepted.

Only after you bleed him dry
with your crypto scam.

Sometimes investments
don't work out.

I saved their crappy
building and all the freaks.

All the while secretly
planning to tear it down

and build a golf course.

Shame you sold
your clubs.

What am I actually
being accused of here?

You're not being accused
of anything, Mr. Feldman.

We're worried
for your safety.

We know you've been
threatened.

This was found in your car.

You've got a coffee boy
doing your dirty work now?

Well, he does make
excellent coffee,

and he's also an employee
of the House of Screams

concerned that his future
earnings might be under threat.

**

Someone has been
extorting me for cash.

Yeah. That, we know.

**

The question is,
why is someone extorting cash

from an upstanding citizen
such as yourself?

Huh. You're all very pleased
with yourselves, aren't you?

Well, if you must know,
I was dating a woman.

We got cozy,

and I might have sent her
a saucy pic or two--

at her request.

And suddenly
she's blackmailing me.

Ohh.
So that's it.

Yeah. It's embarrassing.
But there you go.

Because I thought it was
more to do with you

defrauding the Yale University
entrance exam

so that you could get
Chad accepted.

Excuse me?

See, I had quite
a long night, too...

Yeah, that's
"Chad Raymond Feldman."

...talking to the
administrators at Yale.

Ah, yes. Thank you.
That's come through right now.

Thanks.

Turns out Chad was accepted
under a lacrosse scholarship

alongside a sizable donation,

which is remarkable

because Brokenwood doesn't
have any lacrosse teams.

He played out of town.

The application also states
that Chad is half-Chinese.

You haven't met
his mother.

Of Bulgarian heritage,
I believe.

I may have fudged it
a little.

This is a serious
criminal offense, Wayne.

Especially if a bribe
is included.

Look. I just wanted the best
start for him in life.

Who wouldn't want that
for their own son?

Right.
Your precious son.

And this is how
he repays you.

By extorting you.

It was him, wasn't it?

He never owned up to it.

But, yeah, it was him.

This is--
Because I won't give you

any more
damn pocket money!

You're acting crazy,
old man.

This is for your education,
you little prick!

If you haven't got
such abysmal grades!

You think I give a crap
about what uni I go to?

I'm never going to amount
to anything.

Remember? Your words.

But if you don't want to
ruin your rep...

I'd pay up.

I knew
he wasn't bluffing.

He'd burn it all to the ground
just for fun.

**

So, for a while,
we went through

this ridiculous charade.

**

I tried to find where
he'd hidden at all, but...

**

Never found a cent.

And then I found this
on the car the day after he...

Part of me thought if I turned
up last night, he'd be there.

Look, if you want to do
some real police work,

catch the sick puppy
who's doing this.

Well, actually,
we did.

**

That entitled little tart.
Should've bloody known.

I want to go in there.
I'll get her to talk.

That won't be necessary.

Lena has already admitted
to everything.

It was never Chad's idea,
sending the notes.

It was mine.

Chad was always
complaining about

his dad not
giving him money,

even though he was loaded.

It didn't seem fair.

So when he told me
about his dad lying

to get him into uni...

just seemed too easy.

♪ You let me in
when I had no place to go ♪

**

♪ Fed and watered me ♪

♪ Never let me go ♪

**

♪ Blocked out the sun ♪

♪ With your beautiful shadow ♪

**

♪ And took me to a place ♪

♪ No one can ever know ♪

That's a lot of money
for two young people.

Cheers, old person.

What was your plan when
Chad left the country?

Was he gonna split
the money with you?

Of course.

Hm. Doesn't seem like
the Chad we know.

Well, you didn't know him
like I did.

And where is
all this money now?

You'll never find it.

Now, are you gonna
let me out?

There's a school formal
tomorrow,

and I need to
pick up my dress.

I'm afraid
that depends on

if Mr. Feldman wants
to press charges.

You're damn right
I want to press charges.

Needs to be some justice
around here.

Of course.

Pressing charges
will probably mean

that the whole business
with the admissions fraud

will need to come out.

But worth it--
for the pursuit of justice.

Surely.

**

Lena Branston felt betrayed
by Chad for cheating on her

then dumping her,
and presumably she wanted

to keep the money they had
been extorting from his father.

Ariel Milgrove
held Chad responsible

for the death of her friend,
among other things.

We also know
that she wished him harm

because she placed an actual
death curse on him.

It's not an actual death
curse, though, is it?

Well, you tell me.
Because he's dead, isn't he?

She also knows the House of
Screams better than anyone.

Anyone except
maybe John Milgrove,

who, by his own admission,
wanted to strangle Chad

after he gloated about
John's business being torn down.

Except that John has
a fear of blood. Supposedly.

Which he could have been
planting the seeds for.

Very public place to faint,
though-- Croc and Panther.

Yeah, but voluntarily putting
your face on those carpets?

There is no amount
of money on Earth!

Chad seemed to enjoy
torturing Finn,

his supposed best friend.

Except Finn was
upside down in a ditch

after leaving the
House of Screams drunk.

And Finn's absence meant
that Chad

didn't have his usual muscle
to protect him.

Chad was supposedly cheating
on Lena with Minnie Wylie,

who, by her own admission,
can't verify where she was.

But why would she kill
the boy she had a crush on?

Well, you've clearly never
been a teenage girl,

but Minnie is new to Brokenwood
and she barely even knew Chad.

Everyone else had a deep
animosity towards him.

I mean, he was even
blackmailing his own father.

Which leaves Kyle.
It was his weapon.

It was his area
of the building.

And he had plenty of motive
to harm Chad.

Yeah, but would Kyle really
risk losing his own sister

just to settle a grudge?

Well, what are you both
doing tonight?

Uh, something
unexpected.

Mm. Brokenwood High has
their school formal tonight.

Everyone's going, apparently,
and I thought,

given everything
that's happened,

it'd be good to have
a police presence there.

I cannot think
of anything worse.

Hello, hello!

Ah! Gina.
Oh, you are working.

I'm not here. Kristin,
may I have the key?

I finished early,
and I want to get unpacking.

Sure.

Uh, do you mind if I pin up
my pendant collection

of Baltic beach resorts?

It stops me
feeling homesick.

Of course. Yeah.
You-- You must.

Um, Gina is moving in
with me for a bit.

- Oh! That's nice
- Isn't it?

Kristin, we should have
a house-heating tonight.

A what?

Mike, Daniel,
you should join.

House warming?

Yes.

Uh, I'm afraid we're
all working tonight.

Yes, we are.
Sadly.

We've got a school dance
to go to.

Not to worry, as I'll be
staying for some time.

Thank you again
for the kind offer.

No worries.

Kind offer?

Was really less of an offer
and more of an ambush.

Kristin!
Oh, my God.

You didn't
let me knock.

Um--

I, uh-- I didn't know
you were there.

That is because
I was behind the door.

I am aware of that now.

Your spare room.

I know someone who might
want to rent it.

Uh, well, I'm--
I'm actually happy alone.

Nobody's happy alone.
Alone is death.

Uh, well, I-I don't
want a stranger.

They are not a stranger.

Okay. Who are "they"?

They are me.

I'm having some work done
on my house,

and I could use somewhere
to crash.

In Russia, I would happily
sleep in a mortuary,

but here there are
all these rules.

Um, yeah. A-A couple of days
should be fine.

I genuinely have no idea
how long she's staying.

Hm. You might
have to move out.

And you know what they say.

Possession is 9/10
of the law.

**

Well, I clearly
did something bad

in a past life
to deserve this shift.

I don't know.
It could be worse.

Could be assigned
to a...

- No. You're right. It's bad.
- Yeah.

**

You!
You killed him!

What are you doing here,
you psycho?

You killed my boy!

Okay. Not appropriate,
Mr. Feldman!

You poisoned him, and
you turned him against me!

He hated you just fine
without me!

Let's take this
somewhere else, Wayne.

I gave him everything.

I even wrote those lies
to get him into Yale.

It was never enough!

Yeah. Probably shouldn't
have said that.

Lena, why don't you go inside
with your friends?

Okay?
Have a good night.

That was hilarious.

**

**

Ugh!

The smell of dry ice
and Lynx Africa

is incredibly triggering.

It reminds me of spewing
on my dress in a bush.

I borrowed my dad's pants
for my formal,

and they were
way too tight.

Next thing, I was on the
dance floor busting some MJ.

No. No.

Hm.
Split right up the bum.

Well, that has made my night.
Thank you for sharing.

Oh! Are you guys gonna come in
and dance or what?

Unlikely.

A-Are you alright,
Lena?

I just want you to know
that I didn't keep the money.

I gave it away.

Who did you
give it to?

I'm gonna go and find
the toilets for grown-ups.

**

**

**

Hello, Minnie. I think
that you and I should have

a little chat
down at the station.

Oh? No, thanks.

Actually, it wasn't
a question.

Well, you're welcome
to drag me out of here

in front of everybody.

**

Sorry for
keeping you waiting.

This is a photo of
the high-school chess team

from two years ago.

I found it in the hall.

See, there's
Finn, Kyle, Ariel.

The whole gang, but
before your time, obviously.

So?

Do you recognize this girl
sitting next to Ariel?

Her name is Selene Holt.

She died in
a swimming accident.

Are you sure
you don't recognize her?

Because...

she is your sister,
isn't she?

I recognize this necklace.
It's very pretty.

It's also very similar
to the one

that you were wearing
at the Croc and Panther,

the one that you said that
you stole from your sister.

I don't have a sister.

Yes, you do.
We checked.

Uh, Selene is
your half-sister.

She lived here
with her mum.

After she died,
her father-- your father--

moved to Brokenwood.

You lived together
as children.

It must have been really hard
when your mum and dad split.

Were you two close?

Is this
a therapy session now?

Uh, you and Selene
have different last names.

You don't look that similar.

It would be easy for people
to miss the connection.

- A fresh start.
- Or a chance to find out

what actually happened
that night, who to blame.

You would have also learned
that Chad was gonna face

no consequences
for his actions.

His dad made sure of that.

There was gonna be no justice
for your sister's death.

Unless you sought
that justice.

**

We had a falling-out,
Selene and I.

**

I didn't speak to her
for ages.

The last time we spoke
was on the phone,

and I told her I was glad that
she didn't live with us anymore.

Can you imagine?

**

I wanted to hear it
from Chad.

I wanted him to tell me
that he did it.

So I pretended to like him...

which came with
its own problems.

And all of a sudden,
I was out of time.

He was gonna
leave the country.

He was gonna get away with it.

Until he turned up
at your work.

It was my last chance.

You're such a pig.

Later, I heard them arguing.

So I followed him.

**

But I didn't have a plan
or anything.

I just wanted
to give him a fright.

**

That you, babe?

Hey.
Me and Lena are done-skis.

So we're all good, yeah?

The more I thought about
how he got away with it,

the more angry I got.

**

Admit it.

Admit what?

Admit you killed
my sister.

What are you talking about?
Who's your sister?

Selene Holt.
Admit it.

Selene Holt?

It's not my fault
she was a crap swimmer.

Piss off.

**

Well, that's
a bit pathetic.

I just lashed out.

But it wasn't enough.

**

I couldn't stop myself.

**

**

It's some kid.

**

And that's it.

I'd say I'm remorseful,
but that'd be another lie.

Is that all
that happened?

I killed him.

Not Kyle. Not Lena.
Me.

What more
do you want to know?

**

Actually, let's take her
via the hall.

Less chance
of her escaping.

Is that really necessary?
Everyone will see.

It is.

And, Chalmers,
please get your cuffs.

♪ See the clouds
are ganging up ♪

♪ Mean across the sky ♪

♪ And it's rolling,
turning over so it can die ♪

♪ I knew that there were
better times ♪

♪ Somewhere in the past ♪

♪ I tell you, friends,
I've been looking for ♪

♪ Better times
won't ever last ♪

**

So, what was
all that about?

Can I speak to you guys?

**

I, um-- I had a huge crush
on Selene since forever.

Hm. Mmm.

- Oh. Oh.
- Oh.

- Oh!
- Ooh!

No. Stop that.

But it was, like,
not meant to be.

Uh, what's wrong
with you?

**

I made the mistake
of telling Chad.

Selene!

Dude.

Bloody stupid.

Come here.

Hey. What do you reckon,
Selene?

Does Finn have
cauliflower ears?

What's that?
Oh, like, um,
like messed-up ears

from banging heads with
other guys too much.

I think
he has nice ears.

Aww.

Shame there's not really
much between them.

Too many concussions,
hey, bro?

Yeah, bro.

Who's up for
a night swim?

- Yes!
- Yeah!

Whoo! Go, baby!

Let's go. Come on, Selene!
Let's go!

♪ Far out to sea ♪

Gotta get in to win!

♪ Where the winds blow strong ♪

- Where's Selene?
- She's behind me.

**

- She was behind me.
- Selene!

- Selene!
- I can't see her.

No. She--
She was right there, I swear.

N-o-o-o-o!

I always thought
Chad was rotten,

but after that night,
I hated him!

♪ ...was gone ♪

She was just trying to fit in.
I see that now.

♪ Waves would roll on ♪

I didn't have the guts
to do anything.

♪ Waves would roll on ♪

I felt so horrible about it.

**

But I couldn't seem
to get away.

- Aah!
- Rah!

He liked keeping me around--

to protect him
and to mess with.

What do you think
of my costume?

Hmm? It's Teen Wolf.

You're such a prick!

Like that night.

Wait.
So you don't like it?

Oi!
Give me the keys.

Only I didn't get far.

And then I decided
to return the car to Chad.

He was gonna be so pissed.

In that moment,
I hated how weak he'd made me.

I was his little dog.

I did chase Chad
into the woods...

and I did try
to stab him.

I just missed.

**

Stop it!

You're so dead!

I didn't think.

I ran back to the car.

I didn't even feel drunk
anymore.

But I guess I was

'cause I panicked
and misjudged a turn.

And, yeah,
I woke up in hospital.

The crash provided
a pretty good alibi.

Hey. Do you think
Minnie will get off?

I mean, she didn't
actually do it.

But she did try
to kill someone.

Can you tell her I'm sorry?

Sorry I didn't stand up
to Chad earlier.

And that I'm sorry
about her sister.

I'll tell her.

**

What's that?

I don't know.

Oh, my God.
We're rich!

**

- Trick or treat!
- Trick or treat!

No. No, no, no.
Gina, don't. Don't do it.

Hello, my little girl!

I demand
you do a trick!

Little girl, I have Russian
toffees!

♪ Stolen kisses ♪

**

♪ Is my only crime ♪

**

♪ Stolen kisses ♪

**

♪ I'm still doing time ♪

**