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I'm gonna get that bitch.

Isn't her husband a gangster or something?

Not Rae, the other bitch that double-crossed us!

Ugh, you've lost me now.

Roxanne teamed up with Rae to do the dirty on us

so she could keep all the money for herself.

That's crazy.

Roxanne set us up, no question.

Sergeant, you must find this necklace.

It's a diamond-and-emerald necklace.

Huge emerald with multiple diamonds around it.

It's worth millions of dollars. I really must find it.

I am so sorry. I made a mistake!

I'm staging a distraction! That stupid white man is about to blow it.

Love hurts, babe.

- Don't shoot! - Stop her!

I'm sorry! So sorry.

God, hurry up! You guys are slower than turtles.

Fatty!

What are you waiting for?

She's confessing.

Arrest her.

I swear, I did not steal nothing.

I overstayed my visa by accident.

- Scrambled as an omelette. - Mm.

What happened to it?

Probably illegal malware.

Hmm, h-how does that happen?

On purpose.

So who else had access to this room

other than you and your husband?

Mmm, no-one.

Oh.

So what's your gut, Lin? Professional job?

Amateur job.

This one doesn't even go all the way through.

So how was it opened?

With the combination.

The fire was supposed to cover their tracks.

You find anything?

Bloody hell. This is absolutely ridiculous.

Hey, I didn't do it.

Why would I steal from my own family?

- Huh? - That's a great question.

Let's see how you answer that

after a night in the lock-up, shall we?

Your doppelganger's in a donation bin.

Wanna tell me what the hell is going on?

As her legal counsel, I'd advise her against it.

And Birdie knows her stuff,

she defended thieves and rapists.

Prosecuted them.

The bottom line.

You don't wanna know, darling. I love you.

Now let the women talk.

What the hell, Sara?

Wha...

You were supposed to ACT drunk not get drunk.

You nearly burnt my house down.

- Perhaps I should've. - What's that supposed to mean?

And the CCTV - what drugs are you on, Birdie?

You lot were all over the house.

You were popping up and down like meerkats.

I was trying to keep you out of jail.

Too late! Cops suspect an inside job.

They've arrested Jordan. They've taken Amy to Villawood.

- She's in detention. - What?

She sacrificed herself to save us.

Save us?

Oh, you've got a nerve, Roxanne.

You set us up!

What's this madwoman on about?

She thinks you double-crossed us.

What?! How?

Rae stiffed us.

She stole the necklace and left us with nothing.

- Our money is gone? - What money?

There is no money.

Just neatly cut paper

- in overnight bags. - That retail at 3 -K a pop!

I trusted that fake-boobed, lizard-necked, thieving...

Cunt.

I'll kill her!

- No, Rox, you can't. - She's right.

The cops'll be watching you like a hawk.

Oh, that thieving, fucking bag lady.

I will pay her a visit.

I don't think so, Sara.

I'll go. I've faced down scarier crims than Rae.

Oh, Birdie, sit down. A light breeze'd blow you over.

Well, I'm not gonna fight her, I was gonna reason with her.

What, like Harry the Hammer reasons with his associates?

I'll talk to her. She'll listen to me.

No. I stuffed up, as you've all pointed out.

I will fix it.

- Evie, give me my keys! - Evie!

- Get back here! - Evie.

Oh, wow, I'm not putting my hand in there!

Suck it up, Princess.

Go get our money.

Oh, no...

Fuck. It looks the fucking same.

Same fucking road!

Well, if a few hundred carats fall from the sky, let me know.

Alright.

So the word's on the street.

With Jordan still in lock-up,

if anyone else tries to move that necklace,

my snitch will tell me.

Who is your snitch?

Must be happy hour somewhere.

- Look, one more stop first. - Life-work balance, Lin.

You don't wanna be single forever.

- What, like you? - Call them from the bar.

OK.

Why are you calling me?

Can you text me Rae's address?

No, I can't. It will leave a record.

I am so sick of the government eroding our personal freedoms.

Just memorise the fuckin' address, then.

OK.

Hang up the phone.

Well, can you give me the address first?

17 St Marks Road, Point Piper.

Hang up!

Rae, we need to talk.

Oh, come on, Rae. The joke's over.

OK, Rae, this is how it's gonna go down.

You're gonna give me my money right now!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.

Dean Wilson, this is Detective Claudia Lin

from Robbery and Serious Crime Squad.

Can you give me a call back on this number? Thanks.

Jordan Waters couldn't lie straight in bed

but is it too obvious?

Nothing's obvious in your local.

I meant, has he been set up?

Lin.

OK, great. Thanks.

Ha-ha!

Uniform's got something on the neighbour's CCTV.

But tomorrow, Lin.

I-it's a trinket, it's not a terrorist plot.

We have a suspect. We're ahead.

Finish your drink.

Or at least let me finish mine.

- And then yours. - No.

- Dean Wilson's on the 'Gram. - What did I just say?

This is called working for promotion,

you know that thing that

straight white guys get just for turning up.

Nah, we're used as landfill these days.

Oh, boo-hoo.

Come on, let's go before I burst into tears.

Deano's at The Rocks. He's got a hot date.

- OK. - Bye, Daddy.

Stay safe, son.

OK.

Give me back my money, bitch,

or I'm gonna tear you limb from limb.

Hello, Sara.

Is it a bad time? I can come back.

No, I'm just preparing dinner.

Come in. Meet Imelda.

We developed a taste for Latin cuisine in Bogota.

Let me tell you, my ropa vieja's to die for.

Oh, that's Rocco with some of his, um

well, ex-colleagues, I suppose you'd call them.

I think there's been a misunderstanding, Rae.

That necklace was stolen to help people in real need.

In real need? What, like you?

Like Amy!

She will be deported with nothing.

And Evie is trying to get her kid

back from her parasite husband.

Aww, that's sad.

Not my problem, though.

What about honour among thieves?

Aren't we all struggling together?

Yes, except you've never had to struggle

for anything in your life.

Oh, save me a lecture.

You're a crook, I'm a businesswoman.

- Let's start there. - Or let's start here.

In this business, you are way out of your depth.

See this man, such a kind soul.

Shame he disappeared.

You know, I could never have kids.

Oh, in some ways you ducked a bullet,

but I don't see what that's got to do...

Well, it's just that I've seen your kids on social media.

It must have been humiliating for poor Charlie

to see your fall from grace.

I bet she's bullied.

God, I can't imagine what it'd be like

if something happened to one of mine,

except, well... I don't have any.

I mean, maybe I did dodge a bullet but, still, I wonder.

Anyway, how do we keep kids safe?

You know, they're always on their phones and so vulnerable.

Do you know, a perfectly well-adjusted girl

jumped off The Gap last week.

Yeah, terrible.

So sad.

Anyway

run along now, Sara

before this gets ugly.

Client ordered the best safe we've got.

Titanium, break-proof.

Not that break-proof. It was cracked.

Do you know anything about that?

Me?

No way. I'm just an installer.

OK.

I should really get back.

I'm here with Roxanne Waters' sister, actually.

- Got lucky there. - Roxanne's sister?

Yeah, Gigi.

We're sort of dating. She's just over there.

There was a break-in at your place.

These detectives are just following up.

Roxanne didn't mention a sister.

Oh.

That's because I'm not actually her sister.

- It's a funny misunderstanding. - Right.

But... you live with her.

No, I live across the road from her.

Do you think I'm Roxanne's sister too?

Uh, but, like.

I-I picked you up from there this afternoon.

You were at the Waters' house this afternoon? Why?

I made a brief appearance at the party.

Such an Aussie Sydney thing to do.

Gigi, I left all the information about the safe with you.

Yes, and I gave it to Roxanne.

Maybe we should continue this conversation in private.

Why don't you come down to the station, have a chat, Gigi?

We can straighten all this out.

No, thank you.

We're actually on our first date and it's going really well.

I... er, think maybe you should go with them.

She's a monster.

She threatened my kids. This has all gone too far.

Who are you calling?

The police.

You can't do that.

I have to protect my family.

It's not just about you.

We will all go to jail.

Rae threatened you because you went after the money.

So stop going after it

and I'm sure she will leave us alone.

That's why we chose her.

We chose her because we thought she was our friend.

Everything's changed.

Yes, everything has changed.

We-we will be lucky if we walk away from this at all.

We have no money

and we might all still go to jail.

We have to start acting normal and get on with our lives.

It was a crazy plan. It didn't work.

Now move on.

How can you be so cold?

If I gave up every time something was taken away from me.

I would've laid down and died a long time ago.

We just have to do it the hard way.

We were having such a great time.

He went and got me a drink

but then he came back with these two people,

and, like, he said "No, you have to go," and...

And then... he just

he didn't believe in me at all.

He sent me away like I was nothing!

Just come home, darling. I'll make you a jaffle.

I'm at the police station!

Don't you say another word without me there.

- I'm on my way. - Yeah.

Fuck!

I'll ask Evie to look in on you

and call Meals on Wheels or something.

I don't need food. I need vape juice and gin!

I'm offering half-a-million dollars reward

for the return of my necklace.

I'm going to flush out the truth

and free my son of you once and for all!

He's free of me. He's all yours.

Goodbye, Jeannie. I hope you're very happy together.

Bye, Grandma. Bye.

- Um, I'm Detective Lin. - Mm-hm.

And, er... Ooh, this is my partner...

Well, well, well.

- Hello, handsome. - Hello, Birdie.

I heard you'd retired.

No, wound down. But I keep my hand in.

Gigi is a friend.

Do you know, your partner and I, we, um...

We locked up some of Australia's most wanted back in the day.

He was quite a hit in the courtroom.

- You still married, Detective? - Er, divorced.

Again?

I'm still young, plenty of time to get it right.

After you.

After you.

No, no. After you.

There you are

fleeing the crime scene

for a supposed date.

Oh, my God.

If it were a crime to flirt with a Sydney tradie,

we'd all be behind bars.

Just stating the facts.

Well, try these "facts" and see it from where we sit.

Mm.

- Gigi arrives... - Uninvited.

Knowing there's a children's party on

and everyone's occupied.

She sneaks upstairs and swipes a necklace

from a safe installed by a bloke

she tricked into revealing the combination.

By pretending to be Roxanne's sister.

She starts a fire to create chaos

and is out again in time to be collected by Dean for the date.

Conveniently arranged.

Which was meant to be her alibi.

Oh, please, this is hearsay, conflation

and a lot of imagination.

Not when in relation to a known jewel thief.

Rich girl Gigi Bulseco is in hot water

after getting caught sneakily stealing a diamond bracelet worth US$50,000.

You're famous in the Philippines, Gigi.

Infamous. It's different.

So you see, she has form.

It was a misunderstanding, an accident.

I paid for it.

No, your parents paid for it.

I paid for everything!

And the video still got out.

So they sent you to Australia

to stop the damage to their reputation.

They made you become a cleaner. You wouldn't like that.

Yeah, I wouldn't like that either.

So you decided to take what you wanted.

Roxanne Waters' necklace.

No!

We know you coveted her bling, Gigi.

You posted pictures on your socials.

Oh, Andrew!

I thought police were supposed to be good here in Australia.

This is pure speculation and you know it.

My client will not be answering any further questions.

Yes, I need some alone time with my lawyer.

Er...

Birdie, we'll consider a plea if she returns the necklace.

What's that?

Mummy loved instant noodles

when she was growing up in the Philippines.

Who wants to crack an egg?

Where's Amy?

Where's Daddy?

I wanna go home.

My babies...

Wherever the wind takes us

I'm happy.

As long as we're together.

In English, Mummy.

Who wants to watch cartoons?

Hi, this is Amy.

Please leave a message and I'll call you back.

Chat to you later!

What's happening now?

I'm connecting to what the universe is trying to tell me.

I know it's not my destiny to go to jail...

You won't. There's no actual evidence.

Their case is entirely circumstantial.

I know.

And they don't know what I know.

Which is what?

Sara's broke...

Evie's husband is a bad man.

And Sara can't pay her wages anymore.

Jordan stole Amy's pension fund and ruined Roxanne's life.

Oh, and that necklace doesn't even belong to Roxanne.

I see.

Then there's everything that happened there today.

Sara jumping into the pool.

Mmm.

What was Evie doing on the balcony,

and how was Amy involved?

Then there's you and your sound complaint.

Your "boring fiddly accounting"?

You don't like children, Birdie?

No, no. I-I didn't believe it for a second.

For a second!

OK.

I am going to fix this.

I know you will.

You're my best Australian friend and most promising client.

You're going to get both of us out of this.

I believe in you, Birdie!

Well, I, for one, say we let Gigi go down.

What? No way!

I promised her family I'd look after her.

Were you listening to a word she said?

Gigi can bust this whole thing open like a pinata.

Well, Birdie can convince her that it's in her best interest.

Because it is.

She's young.

Jail will be character-building.

She can build a following.

Redeem herself, become an influencer of note.

- A jailbird influencer? - Yes! It's a win, win.

Oh, a win for you, maybe.

We should send you to jail, Sara.

You might learn some empathy.

Oh, please! You defended paedophiles.

I prosecuted them!

Stop, will you?

You're both being as awful as my monster-in-law.

Excuse me! I am not a racist.

E-Evie is like family. Tell her Evie.

I'm sorry, Sara, but it's true.

I know you don't mean it,

but you think your feelings are more important than ours.

OK, Gigi is not going to jail for us.

End of story.

Fine, Jordan can take the rap. He's going down anyway.

No! He's the father of my children.

Wh-what about Jeannie? She deserves it.

She's in a wheelchair.

How would she even get up the stairs?

Exactly. On what evidence?

Detective Moran runs a tight ship.

It actually gives me hope in the criminal justice system.

Oh, great, Birdie. How comforting.

OK, we need someone viler than Jeannie

and more crooked than Rae.

A real lying, cheating, scheming scumba...

My God.

I know exactly who to pin this on.

Evie, what the fuck?

I'm sorry I didn't take up your offer.

Whatever.

- What do you want? - You were right about Sara.

She has the morals of a prostitute.

I know a lot of prostitutes

and most have way more morals than Sara.

So what?

She's having an affair with Jordan.

Poor bastard.

And... they stole that necklace.

You know? The one in the news.

Boom!

I knew Jordie was in on it the moment I heard about it.

Mmm.

And Jeannie has offered

half-a-million dollars reward for its return.

Do you know where it is?

Jordan was arrested before he got it out of the house

and Sara doesn't know where it is.

But I saw you with Jordan.

Yeah, I was with him all afternoon.

He wasn't stealing a necklace.

Because Sara was stealing it.

Sara!

Sara was passed out. I saw her on the sofa.

No, that was a mannequin.

Sara was upstairs drilling into the safe.

I think we would have noticed

if it was a mannequin on the couch.

Oh, my God.

Sara and Jordan must have been making you their alibi!

Oh, those two are incredible.

Evil beyond words.

I'm Jordy's fuckin' alibi?

Yeah, he must think you're a pushover.

He said he loved my work.

Fuck!

Yeah, I know.

He didn't put down any cash.

Typical eastern suburbs fuckin' wanker.

How do you know all this anyway?

Mm...

Sara drinks too much then talks too much,

and she forgets I'm even there.

Then the police search didn't find the necklace

and then I saw you, you know, sniffy-sniffing with Jordan.

So you must know where he keeps his secret things

he doesn't want his wife to know about.

Help me find it,

and we'll split the reward.

How do we get in?

Roxanne moved out

so I can let you in before I look in on Jeannie.

When?

Tomorrow morning.

Not before.

Did he buy it?

I dunno. I think so.

He bought it, alright. He's on the move.

He's so predictable.

Revenge is gonna be so sweet.

Go away.

Don't let anyone see you.

No one ever does.

Jeannie! Are you home?

It's Birdie.

Making sure you have enough sustenance.

Ah! You're an angel.

- I know. - Mm.

Stop complaining, buddy.

Coins are still money.

Not my fault if you can't count.

The rat is approaching the cheese, over.

Cheddar.

Oh, you can't blame Jordan for falling for Roxanne.

I mean, I fell for Gigi's "poor little rich girl" story.

Chin, chin.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Mm, let's take this out on the deck.

No, glare gives me a headache.

Oh, well, um, why don't you pop on your sunnies.

Here.

- Where's my vape? - Um, here, let's look.

Maybe it's out here.

No vape out there.

Maybe the vape is here.

Fuck.

Hang about. What's that?

Intruder!

Ah. Well spotted.

Hoo.

That's it!

Oh, that's him.

It's him!

It's him!

Stand back!

Alright, I'll do it.

- Stop! - Detective Moran.

I'm at the Waters'.

Jeannie is being attacked by a burglar.

Got him.

Oh, fuck.

- Citizens' arrest. - Oh!

Have you seen the intruder before, Mrs Waters?

Yes, he was the garbage artist!

I recognised him immediately.

I saw him after the fire.

He was wearing goggles

and he ran when he saw the police.

- Moran! - Yep.

Got something.

Hello!

I'm guilty only of being an opportunist, detectives.

I may even be willing to push to one side

the vicious assault on my person

if Mrs Waters, Senior,

gives me the promised reward for solving this crime.

You know that confessing won't qualify you for the reward?

I had nothing to do with the theft.

But I know who did.

Ooh, we're listening.

It was Sara Beasley and Jordan Waters.

Oh.

Those rich little fucks are having an affair.

They decided to steal Jordan's inheritance

back from the wife that's leaving him.

- How do you know this? - I was with him on the day.

He didn't think I'd notice what they were up to.

I went back

only to see if I could locate the necklace.

Only for the reward, of course.

I wouldn't want that to be misunderstood.

- No. - Course not.

So

How did Jordan and Sara come into possession of your drill?

That's not my drill.

Those are your initials engraved in the base?

And we found it in your studio.

Looks like it was used to drill the safe.

Forensics aren't back

but my gut tells me it'll be an exact match.

Mmm.

Fuck.

It was Sara.

She must have broken in and planted it.

She's trying to set me up.

Sara and her nanny.

Oh, fuck! It was Evie!

Er, so... so it was Jordan and Sara,

- and Sara's nanny, Evie? - Evie.

No! It was Evie and Sara...

Fuck!

Sara,

and Evie!

So Sara set Nick up?

No, Nick set Sara up with the paparazzi photos.

He tried to bribe me

to keep me quiet once I found out.

But she's too loyal.

She told me everything.

It was actually a real bonding moment for us.

Sadly, the whole thing came out rather publicly,

the whole sordid affair was splashed across social media,

the tabloids had a field day.

And, unfortunately, the internet's forever.

Mm.

You tried to turn my nanny against me!

"I don't really know Sara and I've never seen Jordan."

"I'm just hidden away in the house."

"I'm so tired from running after these kids"

"and dealing with these drunkards."

"The old drunk, she's always yelling,

'Get me a drink... one more drink.'

'Where's my drink?'

'Put me upstairs.'

'Why did you leave me here? Get me downstairs.'

"I don't know nothing"

"except I want to escape these awful people."

"Please, deport me."

It was Nick's idea to come to the party.

He was gonna sell me some of his art.

He went missing for ages while the band was playing.

You know, I must have told him Sara had a thing for me at uni.

That's why he's trying to pin it on me.

Everyone knows he's obsessed with Sara Beasley.

My husband would never step out on me with that woman!

He has standards.

Besides, Sara Beasley was wasted.

There's no way she did anything requiring hand-eye coordination.

Er...

So I had one too many spritzers,

and had a little snooze on the sofa.

Oh, I've been going through hell

with Nick popping up everywhere, trying to ruin my life and...

I'm just grateful my husband stood by me.

Literally.

He sat next to me in the garage all afternoon.

And-and when I woke up,

we had the most incredible heart-to-heart.

And we were so happy afterwards, we jumped in the pool.

Like idiots.

I think you'll find there were many witnesses to that.

That party will always hold a special place in my heart.

Sara and I connected in a way that we just haven't before.

And-and jumping in the pool

just felt like the right thing to do.

I don't know. I can't put it any other way.

It was... it was cathartic.

That gives them an alibi.

But how did Nick know the combination to the safe?

Well, if the client didn't set their own combination,

then anyone with Google could open the safe.

Gigi didn't tell me I had to set a new combination.

Oh, my God!

You know, that girl is the worst cleaner I've ever come across!

Sit down, please, Mrs Waters.

Nick gave me this.

He wanted me to put it on Sara's computer.

But I promise.

I did not do it.

It's Russian malware.

Same as was used to scramble the CCTV remotely.

Nick gave Evie that USB four weeks ago.

So he was planning to set Sara up from the beginning...

- Pretty elaborate plan. - He is a twisted bugger.

I take my hat off to you for putting it all together, Lin.

We just have one more question for you, Mr Parker Smith.

If, as you say,

you were just a guest at a kid's birthday party

why were you leaving the house

like a man fleeing a crime scene?

I've been set up!

They all say that.

- I'm innocent! - In my experience.

Your young friend's off the hook.

So what about that drink we never had 15 years ago?

Sure.

I'll tell the cat not to wait up.

I-I'd quite like to meet your cat.

She's a killer.

I bet she is.

Go on.

Your friend called me.

Told me why you didn't tell me the truth.

Because I'm not just a cleaner.

But I am just a safe installer.

Dean

you are so much more than that.

Ah, well, that was fun.

Thanks for wasting my fuckin' time.

Let's go home.

No, Jordan. It's not my home anymore.

I'll bring the boys around for a visit on the weekend.

We can work out a shared-custody arrangement.

Come on, Roxanne. I told you I was in the clear.

The police jumped to conclusions.

I'm an innocent man.

I'll beat the rap just like I beat this one.

They don't send guys like me to jail.

Goodbye, Jordan.

You done with him, Andy?

Yep. Yeah, he's all yours.

Jordan Waters, you are under arrest for violating

- the conditions of your bail. - Oh, come on!

Well, your drug test came back positive, mate.

Welcome home.

Well, that went better than I expected.

I've had it with people treating me like a sucker.

I am not a sucker.

Neither am I. I want our money back.

I wanna wring Rae's neck.

So do I. Let's get our money back.

You can't. The police are watching us.

No, they're not. They've charged Nick.

It's too risky.

Look, if we get caught, we can say to the cops

we heard Nick had passed the necklace on to Rae,

a known mover of stolen goods and...

And you decided to do a home invasion?

Crazy.

No, we're powerful women, Evie,

that need to show that bitch

that women don't fuck other women over.

OK, sorry, girls. But this is where I get off.

I've got a hot date and a dodgy knee.

But if you get that money back

I want my cut.

See you round.

Evie, we're not letting Amy go home with nothing.

We all have nothing, OK?

And Amy, Amy has a family back home.

Oh, "Family, family, family."

Jesus, Evie! You're like a broken record.

Family doesn't replace two million dollars.

Sara, she threatened your kids.

That was her second mistake.

Fuck Rae, she's going down.

Whoops. OK.

Sara...

No, wait.

OK, now come in.

- I think this is it. - OK.

Roxanne, you do the bathroom, OK?

I'll take the desk.

You take the walk-in.

OK.

Evie!

Leave them on, we can't work in the dark.

She'll be at her spin class for at least an hour.

Plus drinks.

Fuck.

Oh, have you ever seen such bad taste?

I mean, it looks like a brothel...

You'd know what that looks like.

Now, what in the name of a shallow grave

are you whores doing in my bedroom?

Jesus Christ, Rae!

Bitch, you better have our money.

No, no. You gambled and you lost.

So get out before I do something that you regret.

- Sara, let's go. - We need that money!

Our gamble was trusting you.

We took the risk and you walk away with our money?

I don't think so. We're not leaving without it.

So you want a pair of concrete Jimmy Choos, do ya?

Fuck your gangster crap.

Keep what you're owed and give us our share.

You still walk away with two million dollars

for doing practically nothing!

Get out of my house... NOW!

Evie!

Shit.

Ow, ooh. Give me that.

Help! Get her off.

Wha... what?

Look who's in control.

Oh... my God!

Is she dead?

She's dead.

We have to go now!

Come on! Come on.

I killed her.

No. It was self-defence.

Rae pulled the gun on us. You didn't have a choice.

You were protecting your friends.

We left no fingerprints behind.

It might look like a suicide.

Swear to silence, Sara.

I swear.

If we get away with this one

I'll change my ways.

I can be a good person, I know I can.

Mummy!

Baby...

I've missed you so much.

I missed you, Mama.

You've grown so much.

You're here early.

Sweetheart...

Bye-bye, Papa.

Go on, sweetheart.

Remember, you can call me anytime, day or night.

Day or night.

These are the images from social media.

Day of the party.

Why are these four women wearing cheap children's smart watches?

Because they have a walkie-talkie function

no phone records.

The garage goes on the loop

for ten minutes before the rest of the house.

Think about it.

Sara pretends to be drunk,

Roxanne gets Jordan to put Sara in the garage

and then they replace her with a mannequin.

So you think Nick was telling the truth?

I think he thought he was.

He did say Evie told him the story about Sara and Jordan.

And, you know, lies are much more convincing

when they're close to the truth.

Mm-hm.

What if Sara screwed up the drilling,

Roxanne couldn't keep the band playing,

and we know she tried,

so she gives her the combination.

And that is why Mrs Waters, Senior,

was heard going on about the maids.

Because Evie went up to check on her.

Though I'm still not sure what Sara was doing in the pool.

Anyway, as we closed in on Gigi,

they panicked and, well,

they decided to pin it on Sara's nemesis, Nick.

Because they couldn't let a sister go down for the crime.

Which I kind of respect.

The guy's a shark, a convicted shark.

So let it go. We got our man.

You're in Homicide now, Lin.

You should use that over active imagination there.

Shall we test your theory on Birdie?

What?

No, forget about it, I'm outta here.

Don't you tell her any of this.

I promise you, I won't.

He's all yours.

Oh, thanks very much.

What was all that about?

Oh, just Lin bingeing too much crime TV.

What do you want?

Whatever you're having.

Sex on the Beach, please.

Hope the waves are big.

- I'll swim between the flags. - Mm.

- Boo! - Oh, my God.

Oh, Rox... scared me half to death.

You're not still paranoid.

I'm paranoid all day, every day.

And not just because I'm a killer

but that a gangster might pop up and shoot me

or a cop will arrest me.

I mean, it's too weird

they haven't come after me, don't you think?

Just shoosh, Sara. Enjoy the day.

Evie and I have gone to a lot of trouble.

Excuse me, so have I.

It's funny you work for Evie now.

We work together, equally. I'm an executive.

Sure, babe.

Hello!

I'm Love Your Nanny.

Communications and Social Media Director.

That's my full title.

And you can't talk - you're on the clinic floor.

But this time, I own the floor, Sara.

Free and clear.

The clue... is in the name.

Come in for a touch-up.

A freebie. You could use one.

- You had me at "freebie". - Hey.

- Oh, look who's here! - Ah!

- Here. - Thank you.

- Hi, Mum. - This looks amazing.

Thanks so much. Welcome!

My babies, I hope you're hungry.

Starving, Mummy!

Don't worry, I've made your favourite, Pancit Canton.

Is it gluten-free?

No. Go and get yourself a kombucha.

Hey!

Welcome home, Evie.

Please welcome Melanie. Hi, Melanie.

Oh, welcome to Sydney, mannies and nannies.

- Come in, come in. - Hello.

Little Beasleys, this is my Melanie.

Hello.

Let's play hide-and-seek.

- What did she say? - "Hide and seek".

Quick, don't miss out.

Oh!

Er, Sara, can you get that?

Hello, Sara.

So as you can see, the rumours of my death

are greatly exaggerated.

- What rumours? - Are my kids safe?

Oh, of course they're safe. I'm not a monster!

The kids were never in danger. Not for a second.

As if I'd let that happen.

What did you let happen, Evie?

I don't understand.

- I protected us. - You protected us from what?

From you.

You have no off-switch.

You would have gotten all of us caught.

Oh, for Christ's sake, Evie,

just put her out of her misery and tell them.

As soon as Birdie said...

What will bring us down is what we do afterwards.

No-one can spend the money quickly.

That's how people get caught.

I knew Sara would sink us.

By then we'll have done the heist.

Birdie just said we can't spend that money fast.

Oh, that doesn't apply to me.

So I went to Rae.

So how are you gonna get them to go for it?

I won't have to. Roxanne will.

They've been trying to think of

who can sell the necklace for days,

so my guess is she will think of it herself.

But in case she doesn't,

invite her here to your next trunk sale.

Such fun! I always wanted to be an actress.

You played me for a fool!

Yes, but, God, it all went off the rails

when you two wouldn't take the double-cross lying down.

From then on, well, it was a mad scramble to...

Try and stay ahead of you.

I can't stop her. You have to scare her off.

Run along now, Sara,

before this gets ugly.

But you still wanted revenge so...

It's a replica. Only shoots blanks.

- Fake? - Real. Pig's blood.

You know I'm vegan.

The plan was Rae was going to threaten you.

Get out of my house... NOW!

Fuck your gangster crap.

Evie!

I was meant to grab the gun and shoot her,

but you were too brave.

She's dead.

So I'm really not a murderer?

No!

You're my business partner

and a very good Social Media Manager.

Communications Director.

Yes, and Communications Director.

And Rox's big mouth would have sent all of us to jail

so I only told

one person.

On my trip to collect Melanie

and sign the house over to Modesto,

I paid Amy a visit.

You knew and you didn't tell me, Amy?

Oh, my God, Rox.

I was so depressed so Evie told me to lift my spirits.

Oh, I'm so excited. I'm off to look at a house!

Whoo!

Thank you so much!

- I love you all! - Bye.

Wh-what about my spirits?

If I hadn't done something,

we would all be in jail.

And I wouldn't have gotten my Melanie to Sydney.

Oh, my God, Evie.

Never underestimate the nanny.

So we're gonna get our money?

Wanna know what eight mill in cash really looks like?

Yes.

Spoiler alert.

It doesn't fit into two overnight bags.

No!

And so it goes.

Remind me.

I told you I was a magnet for miracles.

To losing everything!

Everything!

Yeah.

I love my nanny!

We love your nanny!

- Boss! - Mm.

Business partner.

Friend.

Friend.