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Lars! There's a fucking croc!

Who was Lars Hansen? To you?

A friend when no-one else was.

YOON SUN: This is all you have?

We believe a crocodile was involved.

Where's the rest of him?

Best not to think about that.

My husband has taken his own life,

and now my daughter and I have to live with his decision.

LOU: And if you think that we are going to take our eyes off a...

..sexual predator...

What you did dishonours all cops.

Two men end up in the belly of a croc less than a month apart?

That feel right to you?

I killed someone when I was 16.

What, manslaughter? Murder. Stone cold.

Yeah, she's here.

LOU: Brooke complained.

You set one foot in the area again and I will arrest you.

DOCTOR: The victim, Lauren Freeman,

stabbed to death in a backseat of a rusted car.

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(MAN PANTS)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(MAN PANTS)

(MAN BREATHES HEAVILY)

(WHIMPERS)

(SCREAMS)

SONG: # Underneath all my skin and bones

# Somebody take me home

# The lives and electric humming drones

# Somebody take me home

# 'Cause the nights are so hot

# 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. #

(INHALES DEEPLY, PUFFS)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Wait.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Wait!

You're the tattooist, right?

I'm on sabbatical.

Just something small, simple. Please?

Tiny.

And it's gonna fuckin' cost you.

Come in.

(TOOL BUZZES)

Agh. Is it almost done? Don't talk.

(TOOL BUZZES)

Don't move.

It's just... What'd I say about talking?

(TOOL BUZZES)

Is it alright?

She's magnificent.

I'm going to give you some antibiotic cream.

Keep it on for 48 hours.

Uh... Can you just... Can you sign it first?

I mean, the guys at the bar won't believe me without a signature.

Just Amanda, or your initials if...if that's easier.

Get out.

Maybe just a picture then.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) Get the fuck out!

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

$200 you said, right?

Get the fuck out!

What's going on?

Are we good here?

(BREATHES HOARSELY)

You good?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.

Good.

About three months' rent here.

It's all yours, boo.

Lock up for me?

Yep. Sure.

No worries.

19-O1.

Did you know her?

No.

No, I didn't.

I'm new to town and, well, I...heard about...

..what happened,

and, uh...just thought maybe I should come and, uh...

Just hover over her grave? Take some pics?

No, it's not my intention.

Please.

The soccer ball's a nice touch.

People keep swiping the sunnies.

I just keep replacing them.

What position did she play?

Centre mid.

Backbone, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, she was.

Any idea why it happened?

Nah, I'm not gonna talk about Pharrell.

I'm sure there's been enough talk, right?

I just want her to be remembered for who she was...

..not for how she died.

Who WAS Lauren?

TEAM: (CHANTS) Lauren! Lauren! Lauren! Lauren! Lauren! Lauren!

Get in here, bro! (LAUGHS) (CHEERING)

What'd we say we were gonna do?! Kill them!

What DID we do?!

We killed them!

Whoo!

(CHEERING)

Champions!

Tigers! Tigers! Tigers! Tigers!

(CHEERING)

It seems impossible anybody would want to hurt that girl.

No, she wasn't hurt.

She was slaughtered.

That must be, uh... hard to live with.

No, what's hard is not knowing why.

They couldn't find a motive?

Pharrell's never said.

All this time, never said a word.

How fuckin' cruel is that?

Thanks. Thanks, Brooke.

(AEROPLANE WHIRRS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

Miss you, Lars.

(DOOR SQUEAKS)

(DOOR SLAMS) (GASPS)

Agh!

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

What?

(BIKE BELL TINKLES)

(BIKE BELL TINKLES)

(WHISTLES)

Lookin' for something?

That's my bike. It's in good nick.

It's hard up here. Everything rusts in a second.

Not sure about the whole electric thing, though.

Get the fuck off my bike!

Oh!

You lock it up in a workshop full of tools...

..you're asking for trouble.

You're not trying to hijack a plane.

You're not looking for somewhere to sleep.

You're not a junkie scrounging for cash.

Got a thing for airports.

And enclosed spaces.

Did you find anything interesting in that plane?

I just wanted to sit in there.

For old times' sake.

I knew Lars.

Odd choice for a claustrophobe.

Yeah, that's me - odd.

Mm.

Knew him how?

From when I was a kid.

Hell of a way to cash in your chips. You see it coming? 'Cause I didn't.

If you're a pilot,

you crash into the side of a mountain or into the ocean.

You don't play a game of chicken with a croc.

Someone put him up to it, you reckon?

That'd be quite the trick.

What's it to YOU, bike thief?

(TITTERS SOFTLY)

I'll tell you what...

..if you pull on that thread

and if you unravel something in that nasty little direction...

..I'd like to know about it.

Sure.

You got a name, bike thief?

I do.

Hm.

And?

You work it out.

(QUIETLY) Fuck.

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

(SIGHS)

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

(WATER SLOSHES GENTLY)

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(GASPS, MOANS)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(WAVES LAP GENTLY)

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

(GASPS)

(CRIES)

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

(BOTH SPEAK IN KOREAN)

(WAILS)

(CRIES)

(YELLS IN KOREAN)

(CRIES)

(YELLS IN KOREAN)

(YELLS IN KOREAN)

(CRIES)

(BOTH CRY)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(PATRONS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY IN BAR)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(KNOCKS)

Hench, right?

Still in town then?

Yeah...I decided to take your partner's advice.

Is that right?

I tried to look into Amanda Pharrell's case.

It turns out she's a ghost online.

I'm guessing...

..that's 'cause she was a juvenile at the time, right?

Judge issued a gag order.

Why the sudden interest in your new employer?

Well, maybe I just want to make sure I live through the week.

Is there any history between Amanda and Lauren?

Anything that might have provoked her in any way?

No.

What about the psych report?

There's nothing to see here.

She was of sound mind, she pleaded guilty.

She had a court-appointed lawyer who she refused to cooperate with.

Nobody else was in her corner?

Nobody stood up for her?

What about her family?

They were just as fucked up as she was.

They didn't want any part of it.

So...everybody just gave up on a 16-year-old kid?

She was given a sentence

that reflected the brutality of her crime.

And she was sent to a place

where it was hoped she would be rehabilitated.

I'm yet to see any evidence of that.

I've gotta get to the Park service.

(WATER LAPS GENTLY)

Hey.

How're your grandparents? Losing their minds.

You OK?

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

(PHONE RINGS)

I'm busy.

Yeah, so am I.

I'm at a funeral, where you should be.

Yeah, they're not really my thing.

I'm deep diving into high flying. It's all about numbers.

You gotta calculate the weight of the plane, the distance,

contingencies for holding patterns...

What the hell are you on about?

What I'm doing, Ted, is called work.

What I'm doing is called respect.

Well, can't you just respect for the both of us?

Alright, if basic human decency doesn't float your boat,

how about this?

Every single person associated with Park Jong Min

is right here, right now,

in a stressful environment.

I bet none of them really wanna be here either.

Which is why we need to be.

(PHONE LINE BEEPS)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

Nah!

Are you a bouncer now?

You do not need to be in there. I've come to commune with God.

Got bored with my usual Satanic rituals.

OK, you've had your fun. He's not missing anymore.

Just let these people grieve in peace.

Mate, I'm here for the same reasons you are.

I doubt that.

And if I walked away, who would solve your case for you?

Because, before I came along, you had no idea what you were doing.

God, you are just so desperate for attention, aren't you?

It's why you have to rub it in everyone's faces.

Coming back to a town where everyone knows your name,

knows what you did.

All that talk, does it make you feel special?

Important?

Memorable?

Take that way and what's left?

You could have had a quiet life somewhere else. Anywhere else.

But the fact that you chose to come back,

that just tells me you're here to provoke.

You've been saving all of this for a while, haven't you?

Lugging it around. That must have been heavy.

Feel better now?

You set one foot out of line in there and I'll haul you out.

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

You go. I'll catch up with you guys later.

You want me to stay? No.

No.

(HUSHED CHATTER)

I'm so sorry.

Sorry for what?

Hm?

For fucking my father?

Yeah, I saw you with him.

It isn't true.

Excuse me.

An affair. Who would have thought it?

Actually, one of us did while the other rolled his eyes.

It was $50, wasn't it?

Yeah, it was.

That's why you don't get married. It's too risky.

Not every marriage ends like that.

No, but most do end, don't they?

Since we're lobbing truth bombs,

you wanna tell me why you didn't show up this afternoon?

The real reason?

Didn't you hear?

I'm the antichrist.

If I step one foot in there, I go up in flames.

(BIRDS TWITTER)

You OK?

I don't want to talk to you. Just...

Funerals are shit. I hate 'em.

I know what it's like to lose someone like that.

Have everyone tell you it was quick and painless.

But you know that they're lying

and they're just saying that to make you feel better.

But you don't feel better.

All you can think about is the teeth and the pain and the thrashing...

Can you please just stop?!

Yeah. Sorry.

I thought you'd want to know about Olivia.

You wanna talk about her?

No, I...

I don't want to talk about her, I don't want to see her,

I don't want to think about her ever again.

I just want my dad back, alright? That's what I want.

Yeah, I get it.

Nobody gets it.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Yeah, you're right.

Nobody does.

And here's a freebie for you -

nobody will.

Which is both a blessing and a terrible thing.

If you ever just wanna talk about everything, or nothing,

I'm not hard to find, OK?

Just take it easy.

GRANDFATHER:

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(BREATHES TREMULOUSLY)

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(WAVES LAP GENTLY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MUSIC PLAYS IN BAR)

(KNOCKS)

Car trouble?

Some of us have to eat.

OK, so what now?

Well...

..it all comes down to motive, doesn't it?

OK. You ready?

Mm.

Olivia gave Park an ultimatum to leave his wife.

He wouldn't, so she killed him, dumped the car,

knew how to write 'I'm sorry'

because she's been working with a Korean for a year.

Hard evidence.

OK. Or...

Or Yoon Sun found out about the affair.

Same deal. Pulls a double bluff.

Hires us so that she looks squeaky clean.

Still no evidence.

OK, wild card.

Ah Rah kills him for cheating on her mum.

Yoon Sun hires us to cover it up. Triple bluff.

Hm. That simple, huh?

You wanted motive, I just gave you three.

Well, I'm not ruling any of it out.

But, uh...

..sometimes it's just not so obvious why a person does what they do.

Is it?

Sometimes people get so lost in the heat of a thing

that they couldn't tell you the why of it if they tried.

Sometimes they know...

..but they take it to the grave.

So what's your theory?

The affair's the reason he offed himself,

over a broken heart or a guilty conscience?

Mm, could be.

Park couldn't swim, right? So what's he doing in the water?

Waiting for a croc?

Ah, suicide by croc - that's about the last way you'd wanna go out.

Too unreliable.

And you were right about Lars too.

Fucking finally!

Take a look at this.

Pilot logbook? Yeah.

The maths on Lars's fuel, it doesn't add up.

He was buying way more than he needed for the flights he was making.

Mm.

OK, so he took the wife and kids island hopping on the weekends

and he ran the expenses through the business.

Nah, Ingrid hates flying.

There's also this.

Belongs to Lars's dog.

OK.

Just look at the clip.

Thought it could be his plane rego. It's not.

Hm.

Maybe a car rego?

Yeah, maybe.

You wanna...call in a favour and find out for me?

And put a cop's job on the line. For this?

Cops must do favours for each other all the time.

Not the decent ones.

Yeah, but you can't be the only indecent one, can you?

Nice.

I know this means nothing to you...

..but one of the last things Lars did before he died

was scratch those numbers down.

I think it's important. It could be.

Maybe not.

Phone a friend.

Please.

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

(DOG BARKS)

Shit.

(STARTS ENGINE)

(SHUTS ENGINE)

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello? Hey, Frankie!

What the hell, Ted?

Yeah, I...I know.

I've been trying to contact you for months.

You mean, after I disappeared, ran off without a word?

Are you alright?

Hey, uh... that's a complicated question.

Um...

Shit, you know,

I just needed to get the hell out of there for a little while.

You took your phone with you, right?

You got my missed calls and my voicemails.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Yeah.

Truth is I just...

I didn't know what the hell to say, you know?

I mean, that's a shitty excuse.

So what's changed?

Oh, well...

Now you need something.

Fuck, Ted.

Uh... Pfft. I just, um...

I thought it would be a good reason to reconnect.

That's all it is. Huh.

What do you need?

I don't have all day.

Uh...

It's... It's just a registration, rego check, you know?

It's, uh...

It's a big ask, but, uh...

..I got 9, 1, Alpha, 8, X-ray, 9.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, it's not for me, it's...

I've gotta go.

Bye.

Ah, fuck.

Fuck.

(DOG BARKS)

(MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY)

Sorry.

Gimme a whisky.

You're not her boyfriend. Clearly.

I don't see a tatt.

So what's your deal?

My deal is I'd like a whisky.

Make it a double.

And you'll get it when you tell me why you're hanging around Amanda.

It's a good question.

Make it neat.

(MUSIC AND CHATTER)

Play nice.

I get it.

You're the gatekeeper.

How fucked is church? All those images of torture.

Why would anyone want to pray to that?

Or it supposed to make you feel better because,

whatever shit you've got going on, at least you're not dying on a cross?

Yeah. Is that it?

Yeah, church is totally fucked, bro.

Totally. Took half my dad's family away.

Full of dirty old men too.

The coffin was bigger than I thought.

JayJay, come on! Shut it!

So we should have bought a kid's coffin instead? Save a few bucks.

No, I was...

Just shut your mouth, OK?

I'm just saying, bro. Well, just say nothing.

Alright.

Damn!

Jeez!

He's still out there in that river somewhere.

Hey, anyone want some toast?

You are such an idiot.

I know what crocs do,

they...they take a chunk of you

and then they stuff the rest of you under a log

so they can just come back for more.

Don't talk like that, OK?

Don't tell me how to talk.

My dad shot that croc, Rah.

It'll never touch him again.

Ever.

Weh-hey! Now we're talking!

Oi, bro, there's still heaps left in it.

Is that us? Let's go. We just need to find a good wall and...

Jay, mate, this is like watching paint dry.

Alright, peak head, relax. Hold this.

Hey, you guys really wanna fuck some shit up?

Let's go.

(CHUCKLES)

Where the hell are we going? The old Salt place.

Right G? Yes!

What's there? Secret.

A secret-secret.

An arsehole lives there.

A major arsehole.

(LAUGHTER)

Shh. Shh. Shh.

Oi, oi, this is it. Alright. This is the house.

(SHAKES CAN)

(SPRAYING CONTINUES)

(DOG BARKS, GOOSE HONKS)

Oi, Jay! Jay! Get out of there now!

Come on, come on, come on.

Run! Run!

Shit.

Run. Run, run, run! Run!

(DOG BARKS, GOOSE HONKS)

(DOG BARKS, GOOSE HONKS)

(DOG BARKS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(TED SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGS)

Frankie?

You OK?

(SIREN WAILS)

FRANKIE: The number you gave me is not a car rego.

You ran it?

Thanks.

I mean that.

I... I picked up some work as a PI, so I just needed to eliminate...

Don't tell me what you need it for, OK? I don't wanna know.

I've already put my arse on the line.

Yeah.

I know.

I'm not talking about now.

Mm.

Neither am I.

They put me on desk duties for six months

because I put my head up over the parapet for you.

I know you did.

I'm sorry for...

You knew?

Still didn't return my calls.

I hope it all works out for you, Ted. I really do.

Whatever the hell it is you're doing with your life.

But don't call me again.

(PHONE LINE BEEPS)

(DOOR HANDLE CLANKS)

Eomma.

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(PHONE BEEPS)

(SPEAKS KOREAN ON RECORDING)

Come on! (LAUGHS)

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

(WATER SPLASHES)

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

(LAUGHS)

(WATER SPLASHES)

Oh!

Uh... Appa... Appa... (SPEAKS KOREAN)

Appa. Appa!

(WATER SPLASHES) (SCREAMS) Appa!

Appa!

(LAUGHS)

Yuck!

Ohh!

Mm...

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

Salanghae!

Yeah, I love you too, Dad.

Oh!

(SPEAKS KOREAN) (LAUGHS)

Yuck!

Ohh!

Mm...

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

Salanghae!

Yeah, I love you too, Dad.

(MOANS)

(SOFTLY) Love you, Dad.

Boo! (GIGGLES)

(SNIFFLES)

(MUSIC AND CHATTER IN BAR)

(MUSIC AND CHATTER CONTINUES)

WOMAN: Yeah. WOMAN 2: Jeez.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

She was so rough.

I thought, you know, maybe she's enjoying this, making me bleed.

She didn't wanna take my money,

so she must've been getting something out of it.

Sick!

Maybe it turns her on.

(MAN CHUCKLES) And check this out.

O-M-G!

Monster, right? Fuckin' wild!

Total monster.

(LAUGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey! What the hell are you doing?

Hands are wet. Slippery.

(SCOFFS) Bar work's a pain like that.

Doesn't look good.

Bar's closed.

What?!

Bar's closed to you and your scaly mates.

Why? Now and forever.

That's bullshit.

No way.

Agh!

Bye.

This place is a dump anyway.

Let's go. Let's get out of here.

Rude bitch.

(MUSIC CONTINUES TO PLAY LOUDLY)

(PHONE RINGS)

Conkaffey, you night owl.

I got a new rule.

Number two.

Never ask me to call in a favour from a cop again.

Not a rego.

Gotcha.

(GOOSE HONKS)

Not now.

(GRUNTS)

(CLUCKS)

(BARKS)

(OWL HOOTS)

(OWL HOOTS)

(OWL HOOTS)

(OWL HOOTS)

(OWL HOOTS)

(WATER LAPS GENTLY)

(SIGHS)

(OWL HOOTS)

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(OWL HOOTS)

(BUBBLES POP)

WOMAN: The guy is dangerous.

So am I.

(SCREAMS)

You've found something that indicates homicide.

(SPEAKS KOREAN)

It's what we do in this family.

We hurt each other and then we never talk about it.

What do you want? Number of times? Positions?

My money's on Yoon Sun.

You didn't break his bloody heart, send him on a midnight swim

and jeopardise this company.

You've found something on your own?

Get her out of here!

Things have changed.

You want me out of town, you grow a pair and do something about it.

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