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Why was Julian paying big bucks to White Hat for a rundown shed?
I can't have you two contaminating my crime scenes.
We are professionals.
Twist's back.
Who did this to my brother?
No idea.
I want him arrested!
Arson, damage to property.
By failing to hold a public inquest,
the justice system has failed Bart McQuillan.
Written by our favourite journalist.
Well, Colin finally got an article out.
You want the cops bearing down on you,
you're going the right way about it.
Tell me you've got something on my dad.
They didn't just kill him. They fucking torched him.
And that detective, she thinks it's me.
Who the hell is that?
You'll be able to pay me back in no time now.
You do wanna pay me back, right?
Peanut! Hey!
Solving the Park Jong Min case would suggest
you are actually quite good at your job.
What happened to "Stay away from my investigation"?
I can compartmentalise.
So do I get my own little compartment in there?
Yep.
(SIREN WHOOPS)
Anyone getting deja fuckin' vu?
We know why we're here.
Let's nail him for good.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
The hell's going on? Warrant to search the premises.
Are you fucking kidding me? It's my daughter's birthday.
Hey!
Yeah, do it the hard way.
Good choice, Conkaffey.
Righto. Master bedroom.
Stay on the door for me. Kid's bedroom.
In case the sick fuck gave the bracelet to the kid.
Come on, people, the tip-off is good.
It's gotta be here.
Have you got a match?
I just wanted a birthday.
I know.
Found something!
Keep looking.
It's not fair.
I promise you, it's never gonna happen again, alright?
Never again.
# Underneath all my skin and bones
# Somebody take me home
# The lies and the electric humming drone
# Somebody take me home
# 'Cause the night's so hard and my blood stays cold
# The days are so long, I couldn't hold
# Myself together anymore
# Somebody take me
# Somebody take me home
# Somebody take me home. #
Did you get any sleep?
Still can't believe Twist's a father.
Takes more than a few strands of DNA to be a...
You reckon he knows?
I don't reckon he does.
But if Julian did and Twist found out,
that's motive.
Crime of passion -
set your brother on fire and throw him off a cliff kind of motive.
He's been cheated out of knowing his own kid.
Ah, it doesn't fit.
You said so yourself.
Reptiles don't commit crimes of passion.
Well, you know what it's like to be away from Lily.
Multiply that by what, like, 20 years?
I reckon even snake's blood would boil.
The only tiny logic problem -
Twist showed up after Julian was killed.
So he says.
His phone records must back that up,
otherwise Sweeney would be all over it.
He's got in your head, but you gotta get him out of there.
Stay open-minded.
I will, once I prove he did it.
The tyre prints from where he tossed Julian.
The right rear tyre is missing a chunk of tread up the right side.
See?
According to the internet, those tyres are found on utes
and four-wheel drives.
Lucky for us, there aren't many of those around here.
Match the tread and the missing chunk to Twist's ute,
and my head will be just fine.
There's a lesson in all of this, Conkaffey.
In Tunnel vision?
In getting unhealthy crap out of our heads.
Maltese terrier.
The white dog that was seen on Claire Bingley's street.
Cops went over this.
Oh, the same cops that charged you
and still make a regular event of searching your home?
Those cops?
Family Tree. Let's go.
Let's play a game of who's your daddy?
You can't mention any of this to Raf or Twist.
I know.
Information like this turns people's worlds upside down.
Kid's got enough going on as it is.
OK, but we do need to find out if they know. It's motive.
Well, you don't always need to go straight at a thing, horns first.
I'm efficient. Gonna ease in, OK?
We're gonna see what Raf knows about the McQuillin...
Snore.
And then feel out whether he was dealing that drug Nathan was on.
Alright, that's better.
If Julian caught wind,
it might have played into their altercation they had that night.
Or maybe it was a little paternity punch-up.
Come on, old man.
Paternity what?
Oh, hi. Hi.
Come for my chariot.
Oh, right. Yep.
And, um...
..I wanted to apologise.
I should have left the grilling to Ted and those steaks.
Well, I think I spurred you on just a little bit.
I'm back on his shit list, though, aren't I?
(LAUGHS)
He's got a lot on his mind.
Hey, this, um...
..this new Intel you mentioned last night.
It's probably just some nutjob trying to get their kicks.
You know, I've gotta admire your strength.
It's all about Lily.
I just want her to have a future that isn't bent out of shape
by all this crap.
You know, I should be telling your story.
I mean, seriously, the...
..the fallout for the family, fighting something intangible.
Attitude, gossip 'cause there's social isolation.
The so-called friends who dodged you at school pick up
or deleted you from their contacts.
Now you're just depressing me.
Go on, you better go, before I throw myself to the crocs.
OK, well, I'm serious.
You ever decide you want to talk on the record...
Wouldn't matter what you write, Colin.
The only thing that's gonna make this stop is if the police,
your tragic heroes, do their fucking job.
Expecting a sudden rush of Irish backpackers?
Nah, Ted. The races!
What races?
Biggest events in the Crimson Lake calendar!
If it's so big, how come I never heard of it?
We like to keep the Crimson Cup on the DL,
so blow-ins like you don't ruin it.
Come on, let's investigate your boring clues.
You're hoping we run into him, aren't you?
I mean, the fact that Twist is staying at Family Tree
is just a delicious coincidence.
You're a goddamn broken record, you know that?
So, the Innocent Ted website was right.
Cops reckon a Maltese terrier was used to lure Claire in.
Yeah. This is a list of breeders.
And this is your half.
Alright, come on, if you want me to start riding shotgun,
can we get on the road before Christmas?
You know what?
I'm really starting to miss your bike.
It looks like Taylor's here.
Maybe you should wait with the car.
What, in case I accidentally blurt out the big secret?
See him. Don't let him in.
Got it.
(PHONE CAMERA CLICKS)
What are you doing?
Is he home?
How should I know?
Hey...
..Twist has a historical interest in hallucinogenics.
You reckon he could have sold those drugs to Nathan?
What's that got to do with Julian's death?
No stone's unturned. I don't like unturned stones.
Nathan was fired before Ezra even rocked up.
And before you go there again, Raf's clean.
Well, if it wasn't either of them, maybe it was you.
Excuse me?
Come on.
There's no way those guys were coffee traders
back at your place.
Look, one of them's family, right?
I dunno what he does, and I don't want to know.
But what I do know is he's never been anywhere near Family Tree.
So why didn't you tell us earlier?
Because I don't want you harassing my family
going on some unturned stone rampage.
OK? That's not what I hired you for.
$10,000 in cash.
Yeah, to clear Raf.
So, please, go do the job I paid you for.
Debbie just told me - police have released your father.
Did she tell you that she's taking over his funeral?
She always wanted to get in his pants.
This is second prize.
What Debbie wants isn't right.
It's not the real him.
You, uh...
You here to see her?
You, actually.
Did your dad ever mention the McQuillans
wanting to rezone their property from rural to industrial
so they could sell up and get out of here?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, he wasn't a fan of the idea.
He was worried about the building works ruining the peace and quiet.
Did he tell Max and Stella that?
They, uh, weren't exactly on speaking terms.
Oh. Looking for something?
Yeah, all that love and light from the brochures.
Did you ask him? Now's not the time.
The funeral's tomorrow.
Uh, so I'm guessing you guys will be there, doing your thing.
Yeah.
If it's alright with you. Sure.
I should go find Debbie.
See if I can figure a way through this mess.
Good luck.
You know I hate funerals.
Nobody actually likes funerals.
If you want to know whether Raf or Twist knows the truth,
there'll be no better chance.
You reckon Taylor was Nathan's dealer?
I dunno. It would explain how they could afford to hire us.
So, nothing on Twist's ute, then?
Can we take those blinders off now?
I reckon they know about the boss.
No, they're just asking questions.
Yeah, but if they work out Brook sold it to Nathan
and you sold it to Brook.
It has nothing to do with your dad's murder, alright?
The PIs will just rule it out and move on.
And if the cops go down the same path?
Especially with what Ezra's doing now.
Yeah, well, tell him to back off my mum, then.
I've tried!
He just keeps saying that it's business and I'm family.
I wish you never started selling.
Yeah, well, I'm sorry we don't all have a dad that's loaded.
How else did you think I was gonna be able to afford to leave with you?
I would have paid if I had known that!
I'm sorry.
I'm just trapped in this place.
And I'm sick of it.
Raf, once they find out who killed your dad...
..we can do whatever we want.
But the shit that your uncle has put my mum through?
You're not the one who's trapped, babe.
Well, you must have some set of balls to have asked 'em that.
That or a deathwish.
Notoriously common in my trade.
Beer?
Just say it.
Why are you doing this?
Like, you're literally working outside my house.
There are thousands of bars on this planet,
and there are thousands of places where no-one fucking knows you.
Why are you doing this?
Same was said about you.
Nothing alike.
What, you didn't want forgiveness?
You want forgiveness from me?
It's never gonna happen.
An entire conversation for you two.
Just because you read my file doesn't mean you know me.
Is it possible for anyone to truly know another person?
So, tell me, who plays with drugs in this town?
Beside your mate with the snakes.
Why don't we start with the tyre track from the cliff top?
Drugs. Go.
Alright, well, if you're referring to Corkwood, it's not illegal.
It's bush medicine the Aboriginal people use.
Also turns up in travel sickness meds.
On the street, the refined product is known as Devil's Breath.
It's a catchy name.
As bad as it sounds?
That stunt Nathan pulled is nothing
compared to what people get up to on Devil's Breath.
Go on, fuck off.
You got something to say?
Pissweak. I gotta go.
Amanda.
Fuck it.
(PHONE CAMERA CLICKS)
Oi!
The fuck you doing?
Trent, don't touch me!
Get the fuck away from my car.
I'll break your nose. I'll break yours.
Sticking it where it don't belong, hey?
I mean it. Trent!
Whoa!
Ohh!
Crazy fucking bitch!
I warned you.
You two finished?
Yeah, I'm good.
Wanna make a formal complaint? Nah. Let him go.
I wasn't talking to you. Protected species now, too, eh?
I don't need protecting.
No?
Let's not test that theory, alright?
Try staying out of trouble?
See, the trouble with trouble is it's just so fucking fun.
You're not gonna find any answers down there.
If you're banking on six feet, I dug it deeper.
I wanted to be real sure.
I do love a captive audience, though.
There are so many things we could talk about.
Like, what were you looking for on my ute?
Didn't find it, did ya?
Because I didn't kill my brother.
I keep telling you.
I'm just here to support my family.
So why aren't you with Raf?
Yeah. Raf.
He needs all the help he can get.
Do you think he's weak?
All I know is he's not like you and me.
Clear. Decisive.
Murderers.
He's thrown together a masterpiece.
If I had my way, I'd skip all this bullshit
and just throw him straight in the hole with you.
Yeah, not today.
One day you'll need me, Amanda. Of that much, I'm certain.
Might be the only thing I am certain of.
Yeah, like I said, not today.
If you're here to harass my nephew...
I've come to pay my respects.
Unnecessary. Not welcome.
It's in the best interest of the family that I'm here.
Culprit could be one of the guests.
So it's not Raf anymore?
You got there eventually.
Good for you.
The last thing he needs is your beady eyes on him today.
Go on.
Off you pop.
Ah. Another ute.
Should I be jealous? (LAUGHS)
He really has a soft spot for you.
Yeah, that's why he tried to frame me for murder.
It's pretty much foreplay for a sociopath.
So, here's the thing. Here we go.
Please be my eyes and ears at this funeral.
There's a drink in it for you.
I'm part owner of a bar. You'll have to do better than that.
I'll think of something.
(DRUMMING)
Would you like one?
I would like to acknowledge the traditional owners of the land
on which we meet.
Today we come together as one, in nature,
to celebrate the life of our dear Julian.
The truth is, Julian is not gone.
His spirit lives on in his legacy - Family Tree.
He was a man of vision and compassion,
and through tolerance, respect and love, he freed families.
He freed families from the chains of addiction...
..and the prison of depression.
He was a truth teller.
Was he, though?
Even when those truths were hard to hear.
We will all grieve in our own way.
(IN DISTANCE) And let's recall, some here today
have families born again,
children brought back from the grave.
Raf!
Hey!
You want to talk about it?
No, I want to fucking hit something.
All these people, right, they think he's so great at family.
You know what happened when my mum died?
He fucking...he shut me out.
Completely. All of a sudden, he just...he just hated me.
I'm sure that's not true.
Dad didn't care
until I was shooting whatever I could find up my arm.
But by then, he was all enlightened.
Right? And he swept in like a hero.
And then he uses me to create his business.
And Debbie's going on like he's a...he's a saint.
I dunno, maybe now.
Right? Maybe to them.
It wasn't like that for me.
Fathers...
You never know how much they love you.
We'll do anything for our kids, you know?
But they don't always see that.
You got the short end of the stick, pal.
No argument there.
Today's the day you can bury all that.
Leave it all under that big tree and...
..build a new life.
Maybe.
Hey.
I think you're gonna want to see this next bit.
DEBBIE: And so I invite all of you to celebrate the life
of this extraordinary being.
Julian.
We'll miss you.
I'll miss you.
(CHUCKLES)
That's enough of that. Alright?
Well done, Debbie.
You're getting into whatever heaven you believe in.
Spectacular event, Debbie.
PR dream, huh?
No amount of pretty words or flowers...
Raf doesn't know.
..can change the fact that... But Julian might have.
..for those of us who knew Julian before he had his epiphany...
..to us, he was an arsehole.
He wasn't a great dad.
He wasn't a great brother.
You want to know the real man?
You want to know the real Julian?
When we were younger, I got myself in a little bit of trouble.
No surprise there.
And my brother, he could have helped me.
I mean, he could have really helped me.
Instead, he chose...
He chose to dub me in to the cops.
He chose to put me behind bars so that...
..basically so that he could try and fuck my girl.
But I suppose, since he married her...
..uh, raised my nephew, I suppose I can forgive.
But that's the kind of bloke you're all getting misty eyed about.
That's the real Julian.
The real saint Julian was a backstabbing,
manipulative, self-serving bastard.
So we're all gathered here to celebrate...
..to celebrate one less arsehole in the world.
And I get to bury him.
So long, you bastard.
Fucker.
Alright. The show is over.
Come on. Off you go!
Off you go! Come on!
Time for small talk and Chardonnay.
I can't tell. Come on. Up you get!
Come on. We bury our own in this family.
What are you doing?
I got a sudden hankering for fruit.
What, not enough fibre in your diet?
Maybe.
Boys. Hey!
Fresh today. Going quick
It's the best dragonfruit in town, that is.
Yeah, right.
They're in the market for quality tyres. Stupid.
Read the room. We're not in a fucking room, idiot.
300.
For a tyre?
Ah. For three tyres.
Selling 'em as a set.
If it's a set, shouldn't there be four?
See, I told you we should have got a fuckin' other one.
Nobody's going to buy a munted tyre, dipshit.
Who gave you these tyres? Found 'em.
There's no law against that, is there?
This fourth tyre.
Where is it?
Oi.
Moment of truth.
Well?
Ah!
Hang on.
Yeah, it's the one.
Well, fuck, don't sound too happy.
It's like finding a finger on our fingerprint.
But it's not attached to a hand.
Tyre's no good if we don't know what vehicle it came from.
Well, it's a town full of screw ups.
We just have to wait for whoever dumped it to, uh, do just that.
OK.
Until then, what?
We're looking for a ute with no tyres.
Maybe.
Let's go.
Leave that.
You good? You right?
Yeah.
You know, it always used to shit me
that I could never live up to his expectation.
And now?
I dunno.
I think I honestly just don't care.
That's good.
He's dead.
Time to grow a pair.
Is there something on your mind?
I wanna leave this shithole.
But Tayla won't go while you've got her mum tied up in...
..business.
You should just let Ronnie pay you back in her own time.
Ronnie knew what she was getting into.
Come on. Do you really think she knew?
Ronnie made a choice.
I made my choice.
Looks like Tayla's made hers.
It's your turn.
And if I don't want any part of it?
Then go.
I'm not going to force you to do anything.
I'm not your dad.
They say it's not until you bury your parents
that you become an adult anyway.
Make your own decisions.
Live with the consequences.
Hmm.
Ahh.
What, that's an adult decision, is it?
Well, we always brought out the worst in each other. (LAUGHS)
Too alike, then too different.
Yeah. He always won. Always got the last word.
Until now.
You are a fucking menace. (LAUGHS)
What are you doing?
Rebranding.
I want to get...
..the new me.
You trying to be funny?
Yeah.
Kinda.
Kind of serious too.
You were right, I'm...
..I'm not trapped.
I decide what happens next.
Sounds like you already have.
You've been here for me through everything.
I want to be here for you.
I love you, Tayla.
We're gonna find a way through this.
OK?
Yeah.
(PHONE RINGS)
Oh!
Oh, shit. Hey!
Oh, no. No, it's not too late.
Uh, yeah, I was wondering...
..I was wondering if you sold any pups
in June of, um, three years ago?
That'd be 20...
Always in December.
Just in time for Christmas.
Yeah.
Thanks anyway. Yeah.
(YAWNS) Was that Amanda?
No, peanut.
That was work stuff.
Come on, let's get you back to bed.
Come on.
Ted, I don't want a puppy for Christmas.
Well, what do you want?
A crocodile and maybe a goose.
Oh, here we go. Here it is. And we're racing!
They've all had a slow start at the moment.
Purple Patches leaping ahead, and Mr. Misfit is setting a pace.
Oh, no! Optimus Slime's not even moving!
What's he doing? Having a cup of tea?
Having a snooze, is he? He's chucked in the towel!
Come on, folks!
(COMMENTARY DROWNED OUT BY WOODCHOPPING)
In the Crimson Cup, Purple Patch is nearing the finish line.
Oh, no!
He's hit the brakes and Mr. Misfit is going for gold!
(KIDS LAUGH)
(DIDGERIDOO PLAYS)
MAN: Croc bangers! Here we go!
Get your croc bangers! Juicy croc banger!
Here we go, folks! Optimus...
(BANG!)
He's up and jumping!
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
He's blitzing the court.
He's got Purple Patch jumping! They're neck and neck!
Croak to croak!
And the winner, Optimus Slime!
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
You little ripper!
Aw, sorry 'bout it. Yeah, thanks.
Yes!
Hey, folks, don't forget, after the races,
we've got the boot scootin' boogie.
That's right. Come on. Yeah, that's right.
You back that up. Give it a whirl.
It's really good.
Come back in about 10 minutes...
Amanda!
Dad said it's like horse racing, but with cane toads.
Best kept secret, huh?
I sponsored one, and she's kicking arse.
Oh, Lily.
She's winning! Good choice.
Can I take Amanda to see Princess Lily, please?
I'm sure Amanda's got things she'd rather be doing.
Sounds pretty important. Show me, pipsqueak.
(GIGGLES)
You want a glass of wine?
God, yes.
I'll find you.
The one with the pink is Princess Lilly.
I figured you'd be here.
Why's that?
Cane toads.
They're an invasive species, right?
Pests?
Yeah.
I deserve that.
I was out of line.
That's Optimus. He's the biggest threat, I reckon.
He won the last race.
Yeah, but Princess Lilly's faster.
I, um...
That's on your radar, yeah?
Celebratory beverage, yes?
Looks like the Sheriff's putting a posse together.
Close enough.
These blokes are the rest of the council.
They made the final decision on rezoning
the McQuillans' farm yesterday.
And?
Max lost the rezoning decision,
and any chance he and Stella had of leaving this place behind.
Poor bastard.
Sit still, sit still!
(BLEATING)
Alright, Lil. Let somebody else have a turn.
There you go. Thank you.
(LAUGHS)
You liked that? Yes.
Yeah.
Scared to ask, what does this croc burger even taste like?
Like crocodile, Mum.
COMMENTATOR: Ladies and gentlemen, it's almost time...
It's starting!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Are you excited?! (CHEERING)
I can't hear you! Let's do it again!
Are you excited? (CHEERING)
We have the tightest race in all the years of the Crimson Cup.
Princess Lily at 5 to 1.
Mister Ree - well, he's out.
Death Croak at 2 to 1. Oh, man, it's going to be exciting.
Are you ready for this?
Why don't we go and meet whoever wins and get our mugs in the paper?
Any luck with that list of breeders?
Yeah, me neither.
I mean, the pup could have come from anywhere, I guess.
Puppy farm.
Backyard pet.
Oi, Conkaffey. It's just a minor setback.
Just a tiny glitch. Yeah?
Try to have some fun.
Are you all ready? (CHEERING)
I can't hear you! Are you all ready?
(CHEERING)
Why not? Let's do it. Who will be the winner?
Majestic victory by Princess Lilly,
or has Optimus Slime got enough to slide over the line first?
Or will it be an outsider?
On your marks.
Get set!
Ted! Come here!
(BANG!) Ohh!
Go!
And they're racing!
Warts And All off to big jump... Hey!
Look out, dickhead.
Hey!
Death Croak is asleep!
Big jump from Optimus!
Miss Latham, I need a word.
Oh, please. There's nothing more to say.
(SCREAMING)
Max!
Oh, my God!
(SCREAMING)
Excuse me. Whoa.
You bitch!
You're a madman!
Lil!
(SCREAMING)
Lilly!
Oh, God. No. No.
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Max! Max! You don't wanna do this, pal.
The council are supposed to represent the people!
But they're all crooked!
Yeah. You two!
I had no idea, I swear!
And you. You was the fucking...
(SCREAMING)
God damn it! Max, please!
You can't hurt Julian. He's dead!
You're only hurting yourself.
Max!
Max.
Come on, Max.
Take it easy, pal.
Alright, alright.
Take it easy on the guy, huh?
Hey.
WOMAN: Just another one gone troppo.
Now, you told me the night Julian died, you were home with your wife.
Are you sticking with that story, Mr. McQuillan?
Max?
That detective, she won't get anything out of him.
You seem pretty certain.
When you've been married to a person for that long, you...
..you learn their limits.
I think we all learned his limit today.
Stella.
I'm so sorry.
I had no idea what Julian was doing until...
By the time I got the bank to halt the payments,
council had already voted.
Convenient.
It's the truth.
Come on. Let's get you home.
It's alright.
Through thick and thin, huh?
So they say.
Oh, come on, let's go have a beer.
See you in the car.
You really think Max killed Julian?
Well, if I did, he wouldn't be going home.
So, anything to report from the funeral?
A hole was dug.
A dead man went in and pinwheel sandwiches were eaten.
Your attention to detail is amazing.
What's my prize?
Any time you want to come collect.
Come on, Pharrell. I'm coming.
Fuck!
Is this Ted trying to be romantic?
Oh, no.
This is Ted succeeding at being romantic.
Right.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Feeling swept off your feet?
Swooning.
Here.
Cheers.
How's Lil?
Oh, she went out like a light.
Seems like Princess Lilly's victory really took it out of her.
She's not the only one.
Well, might not be the French Riviera,
but...it's got its own charm.
Yeah.
Once you get past the heat...
..the humidity...
..mosquitos... (LAUGHS)
..cassowaries and the crocodile...
..absolutely.
What is this about, Ted?
It's not our anniversary, is it?
Celebrating...you...
..coming to visit.
And a...kind of apology.
The fight at the races and all that attention.
I didn't mean to...
..put you and Lil in the middle of it.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
Got to see the old Ted.
I liked it.
I've missed him.
Old Ted and Kelly.
Think they're still out there?
Maybe.
What do you think?
I hope so.
But, uh...
..I also really like the right here...
..right now Kelly.
Oh, you do, do you?
Yeah.
I was...
..kinda hopin'...
..I could be...
One more?
I called last drinks half an hour ago.
Nah, they don't pay me enough.
I tell you what, how about I buy you a drink?
Hey? Come on, you deserve it after serving half the town.
Let me guess.
From your mini bar.
Now you're talking.
Except I, uh... I demolished that last night.
Housekeeping haven't had a chance to replace it yet.
Oh.
If only there was someone who had access to some more.
All our problems will be solved. Mm!
All but one.
I'm sober. (LAUGHS)
That's funny.
Six months.
Oh. You're serious. Yep.
OK.
I don't need you to be.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Sorry. I probably taste like rum. You do.
Oh, you like to play with fire, don't you? Huh?
Just get nice and close to the flames?
(SNIFFS)
Shit! Your computer.
Oh, crap.
Crap. Oh, my God! Sorry!
Oh, it's everywhere.
My whole life is on this thing, but I think we are good.
(METAL CREAKS)
(METAL CREAKS)
What a tragedy for Bryce.
That he only gets to see you like this through a pane of glass.
The fuck you want?
Visiting.
Not you.
Him.
Yeah, this isn't a joint custody situation.
I don't think you'd be up for raising a kid.
No? No.
OK, listen, if you ain't here for a PI or a tattoo,
this door stays shut.
(TATTOO GUN BUZZES)
Better not be any Japanese characters or runes.
You get what I give you.
Are you two super sleuths any closer to working out
who killed my brother?
We don't work for you.
All done.
Guess what your super sleuths found out,
Dad.
You don't want some cream for that?
Let it bleed.
(HORN HONKS)
We've been missing someone.
Two someones, actually.
You!
(KNOCKING)
Get out of here. Preferably not through the front door.
I want to know what she's playing at.
She in there?
Do you think we could work one case at a time,
starting with the one we're hired to solve?
It's all the same case!
It all leads back to Twist every single fucking time.
(SIZZLING)
Where's Lilly?
I'll take care of it.
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