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When you get to the edge of the universe,

what's so scary?

A lost little girl. With a secret growing inside.

Your girl, Mr Matt.

There's more here and there's more here.

And it's not going away.

I know you from somewhere, don't I?

Well, because I think that

Tui's case is triggering history in your life.

So everyone knows I've been raped.

No!

You want to see me?

How's life in the teepee? Looks a bit rough.

Al, I'm sorry.

I lost it.

It won't happen again.

No, 'cause you're stood down.

And who'll take over Tui's case?

She's dead.

You put your finger out the window lately?

No one can survive out there in this cold.

Go and get some sleep.

And, er, think about getting back to Australia.

An aggressive cop, and I'm talking grievous bodily harm,

that's just not on.

Where are you?

Are you dead or alive?

Hey.

I've blown it.

Al sacked me.

And I'm single.

- You're single. - Yep.

I'm not a detective and I'm not engaged.

I'm so angry for her.

Just lie low and you'll see a lot about how this place operates.

And, while there's nothing going on, we can get to know each other.

No impediments.

That's pretty threatening.

What is it?

- A kid. - Which kid?

I've been keeping an eye on these kids' canoes,

checking how often they go out.

This means he's been out.

The boy with the hoodie?

Yeah.

Watch your footprints.

Hey, you're in this.

Look. School camp.

Oh yeah, look at that!

Hey, it's your little brother.

His arm's all bandaged up.

What's that?

Shit, that's us.

You want milk?

Can you talk to my boy Jamie?

What about?

He's not normal. He doesn't... He doesn't talk.

He collects bones.

He told me there were 206 in the human body.

I'll leave you to it.

Your mum says you won't speak to anyone.

Should she worry?

Sometimes when people are silent, it's because

they're afraid of what they might say.

People can make mistakes,

you know. They can lose their temper

and do things they regret.

This is yours?

It's wet.

Have you been out on a kayak?

How'd it get wet?

You know, when very young girls get pregnant, it's often innocent.

They've been with a boy, and it's...

They do things. Things happen.

It's an accident. It's not a crime.

Was Tui your girlfriend?

You two ever fool around?

You are friends.

Jamie, I know that. I found your messages on her phone.

I called your number.

You know, Jamie...

You ought to know the police won't give up on

a case like this.

They're not allowed to give up.

Wishbones.

What do you like about bones?

Oh, you're a barista.

That's cool.

Congratulations.

You really believe in all that shit?

Hey, you know that kid who doesn't speak to adults?

He doesn't speak to anyone.

He was speaking to you.

We were speaking to him.

Hey, have you done the barista course?

- Have you done it? - I'm doing it.

Hug me!

- They slave us. - They don't, actually.

They just make them work.

Hey, Simone's son?

He collects bones.

He has hundreds of them. And guess what?

He's got a pale blue hoodie and it was really wet.

What?

I just don't remember this being taken.

Do you?

It's not a good time.

Mum made that dress.

Oh, your mum.

I remember her face falling when she opened the door to me.

No, it was when she heard your name

and she realised you were Matt's son.

She hates him.

She thought you'd be just as bad.

I remember that kiss.

I do remember that.

Where'd you go off to?

I just didn't want you to know I smoked weed.

You didn't come back.

I had a lot.

I got pretty stoned.

You up for this?

Not really.

I was so hurt.

So I decided to walk home.

Didn't you see me?

I came right after you. I was waving. I thought you saw.

Hey, Robin!

I don't remember you waving.

And then that truck pulled up out of nowhere.

I didn't notice how many men were in the truck.

I didn't see how drunk they were.

I tried to talk my way into the cab.

Hmm. They threw me in the dog cage on the back.

You came too?

- There's something I need to tell you. - Is it bad?

What is it?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think it's bad.

You're scaring me.

Actually, don't tell me.

Don't tell me.

- Hi, it's me. - You're late.

I brought you dinner.

That's nice.

Hi. This guy's been ringing for you for a couple of days now.

Says it's important that he talks to you.

He's at the Lakeside Motel and he's come up specially to see you.

- Who is he? - Wouldn't say.

Does he know I'm not a cop anymore?

Why did I have to hear that from other people?

- Who told you? - Al rang to see how you were going.

I had no idea you were sacked.

What's happening to you?

I don't understand the behaviour.

You're not violent.

You're lucky Al stepped in for you.

He should have stepped in fifteen years ago.

Then what? A court case?

Why not? It happens all the time.

And you know what? I don't give a shit

if Sarge is walking around with a grubby bandage on.

I hope he's awake and in fucking pain. Always!

Me too. Always.

Don't go back to Laketop.

There's too much history for you there.

It's destructive.

Robin Griffin. You are?

Ian Fellows, pathologist, Invercargill.

You've got identification?

Oh, good point.

A good point. Huh!

I hear you're on loan from the New South Wales Crime Squad.

Who told you that?

Your old boss.

What's your opinion of the police here?

I don't work for them anymore.

That's a side step.

No, actually, it's a step down.

Detective Parker stood me down.

Oh? Really.

Well I can tell you, from my experience,

they're fucking pathetic.

It's like a Lost and Found office with Al Parker as Head Clerk.

I suggested three cases go forward to Coronial Inquiry.

He hasn't moved on one of them.

Bob Platt.

Drowned in a boating incident, they call "accident".

Wolfgang Zanic, suicide with lacerations and bruises.

And I can't make any sense of.

And April Stephens, thirteen.

Hit by a car on Laketop Road.

Traces of cocaine in her vagina.

- When was she hit? - Oh, uh,

late last year.

Let me see. Uh.

Here we are. November 15.

Cocaine? Where'd she get that?

It's not a kids' drug.

That's right. Far too expensive.

Was there any evidence of sexual intercourse?

Slight vaginal abrasions

and no sperm.

Probably used a condom.

What are you thinking?

Ah, Queenstown is a millionaire's playground.

What they want, they get.

Top grade cocaine, prostitutes and I'm adding underage sex.

When I have someone on my slab,

they all just become, uh, decaying matter, evidence.

But when a kid's involved, it's different.

I had a daughter who overdosed.

So for me, it's emotional.

Did April have a habit?

I don't think so, no. Her arms were clean.

Apparently she walked out in front of the car

as if she wanted to be hit.

Hug me!

I want to know the bad thing you were going to tell me.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You know at first, I thought they were going to be decent

and just drive you home.

But, you know, when they turned off towards the river

it was pretty clear that wasn't going to happen.

I remember that turn.

Sarge said he wanted to show me a secret sand island,

and I said, "No, thank you. I don't have time".

And he said, "That's okay, won't take long.

"We'll be quick."

Time for a walk, sunshine.

Hey! Hey!

Where're you goin'?

Let's get it done.

- No! - Come on.

No!

- Get her! - No!

- No! - Get her!

- Get her! - Ugh! No!

I could hear you screaming.

I actually pissed all over myself.

And then I worked out I could get out. I found a little latch

and I climbed off the back of the truck

and I walked towards the screams.

One of the guys came walking towards me

and he asked me

if I wanted to have a go.

- You're hurting her. - Want a go, mate?

Please, no! Don't.

Sit down. Good boy. Bad boy.

Good boy.

Please, no!

Please, no!

I should have helped you.

And I didn't.

Is that it?

I was a coward.

No.

There was nothing you could have clone. It was four against one.

You were a kid.

Where are you going?

- I'm going to take the rubbish out. - Right now?

- Yeah. - Why can't it wait?

- Because it can't. - Johnno, please, can you stay?

Sarge!

Sarge!

Sarge?

Where are you, Sarge!

Sarge!

Yeah, what's going on?

Settle down, mate.

Get in your car. You're going to leave here

and you're not ever going to come back.

- What's your problem, mate? - It's your problem.

You raped my friend.

My fuckin' sweetheart.

Fifteen. She was fifteen.

I don't remember, mate. I don't know what you're talkin'...

Ah, fuckin' hell! Jesus!

Ah, fuck!

Leave! Leave!

Please don't make me.

Get the fuck out of here!

Get the fuck out of here!

Leave!

I'm going to love you forever.

I will never let you go.

I'll walk through the valley of death,

a fucking rainbow above us.

Hi. The boss wants you. Can you come?

Hey, what's happened?

He'll tell you.

How's your mother?

Fine.

You're in love, aren't you?

That was none of my business.

Look, I've got a bit of a problem.

I need you back.

This is Detective Robin Griffin.

- Hello. - She's the officer in charge

of the disappeared girl, the Tui Mitcham case.

When I called from Auckland, I was told by Zena Sami

that the case was closed.

We've had a lot of readers' enquiries.

They want to know if the girl's been found.

Ah, no. No, it's not closed, and it's not looking good.

The, um... The girl's been missing for more than two months.

The statistical chance of survival

in this weather is less than one percent.

If you'll excuse me, I'll leave you with Robin.

I've got another appointment to rush off to, but, uh...

Look, if you're down here again let us know,

and I can show you some of the good things

we have to offer down here.

- Do you fish? Do you ski? - No.

Take you heliskiing. You could write a story about that.

See you later, Robin.

Well, Tui was pregnant,

which is not for publication.

- It's a child protection issue, so... - Uh-huh.

Even if she is deceased,

it's statutory rape and her body is very important evidence for us.

This café's actually modelled on a Danish initiative.

It's a training scheme for troubled kids.

That'd be a good boost to self esteem.

Yeah. Tui's up there.

Ah. Can I take a picture?

Mm-hmm.

It's the top row in the middle.

Just got a call from your journalist friend.

Very impressed with your candour on the case.

Well done.

I told him we have a DNA database.

That has to happen.

Yeah, it's a good idea.

- What do you know about April Stephens? - What?

Oh, that was a sad story, that, um...

That added up pretty much to a suicide.

What about the traces of cocaine in her vagina?

Sounds like you've met our crime writer pathologist.

Did he call you up, get you to meet him in a quiet motel?

- Something like that. - Yeah, that's his M.O.

He's concerned.

No, he's not concerned, he's exhausting.

I've got one of his novels holding up my desk.

On The Rocks.

You need furniture in here.

I feel like a student again.

Hey, you be careful of your, uh, drug addict friend.

That was a long time ago.

No. He'll fuck up again. I'm waiting.

Don't wait.

Okay, I won't.

Will you marry me?

- This is weird, Al. - No, hear me out.

I'm old enough to recognise my angel when I meet her.

Just think about it.

Not now, over the next few weeks.

We could have a life together, a beautiful one.

You could have a baby, whatever you want.

Redeem me.

Or if you're not interested, go ahead, exterminate me.

I wouldn't want to do that.

Hey, I think I'll wait here, huh?

Who's ever in is in?

Are you dying?

Yes. Yeah, mmm.

Nothing wrong with that. Very natural.

The body knows what to do. Just go with the body.

Are you frightened?

You're not going to experience this death of yours.

He will.

I'll be dead.

What about the pain?

The pain will never be too much, but when it is,

the body goes unconscious.

But you guys have drugs, yeah?

Yes. Morphine.

But that's not good. Find some heroin.

In nature, there is no death,

just a reshuffling of atoms.

And you?

Do you have a question?

Would you like to ask something?

No.

- There you go. - Oh, good.

Mum, do you recognise this guy?

Should I? Do I know you?

- Hi, Jude. - Johnno Mitcham.

Oh.

He has a tent set up by the lake

and he chops my wood and we keep each other company.

- Swimming in the lake? - Nah! It was freezing.

GJ and the women were really helpful.

When I think... I can't say what happened, but...

Uh, I'm lighter. I'm feeling relieved.

Well, that is remission. You've got to believe in it.

Maybe.

Well, remission from the arguments anyway, eh?

Yes.

Yep, we don't argue any more.

We even talked about getting married.

I have a place with a beer tab.

Hey, are you teasing?

Turangi, I need a shot.

Thanks.

You okay, Mum?

It's been like this. She's fine, suddenly the pain hits her.

- Can I speak with you? - Of course.

I'm Caroline Platt.

Bob Platt's widow.

I heard that you're the one who found his body.

I'm sorry, I didn't realise who you were.

I don't live here at Laketop anymore.

Bob and I were getting a divorce, actually.

We met in Christchurch to discuss it

and decided to try again away from Laketop. But...

Well, that never happened.

I mean, Bob wasn't an angel.

He drank too much and, like a lot of real estate agents,

he could be sly with facts.

That's not what I want to tell you about.

A few months before he died,

Bob called me, very frightened.

He said that he'd seen something terrifying,

something completely shocking,

and he had to get out.

He said he had to leave immediately.

And then he said he had to cash up

because we'd have nothing to live on.

So it seemed like a miracle when that woman up at paradise

paid nearly two million dollars for the property.

That's twice what Mitcham had negotiated.

And Bob didn't care about crossing Mitcham because he was leaving.

And then he drowned.

Can you get me access to his computer?

Good-looking car, man.

I want to give you a hug.

Okay.

There's a favour I want. A request.

- Yes? - I wouldn't

ask if it wasn't absolutely vital.

What?

Don't see Johnno.

Why?

It's important. You mustn't.

Mum, you have to drop this.

- You okay? - Please.

Okay.

Thanks.

What's up?

I have to ask you a question.

Did you signal to Sarge's truck?

Was that the wave?

Why were they waiting near the gate?

You mean, did I set you up?

Did I offer you up to those animals?

Just say no.

Just say no.

It's fine. Where are you going?

Hey! Hey, where are you going?

- This is the end. - Johnno.

What do you mean?

Come on, just say no. Just say no.

You know what? I was actually beginning to find

this much happiness fucking disturbing.

If you leave, it's over.

- Yeah. - You understand that?

Where's your resilience, huh?

Oh, yeah, that's a fuckin' great question.

Where is it? Where is it? I don't know.

- You'll be one to fuckin' share. - Oh, fuck you!

How is it for you, being back?

Challenging.

I can't see anything at the moment.

Do you mind if I take it?

Sure.

Tui?

- Come on! - Come on, family conference.

Hey!

Things are going to change when we find Tui

and bring her back here.

We're going to sit down,

Set meals round this table.

Like a family.

Maybe even have a conversation.

I'm going to hire some hunters to find her.

But they're not to touch her.

Okay, what's going on?

There's something going on. What's going on?

Tell me.

This is what this is all about. Tell me.

Tell him.

I saw you a couple of times,

passed out on Tui's bed and she was walking up and down on top of you.

It's true.

She told me too.

- How dare you? - Hey!

- How dare you? - Hey! Hey! Dad!

My own daughter?

I'd never touch her.

- Do you get it? - Dad!

- Come on! - Do you get it?

I love her!

Get the fuck off.

Yeah, we get it. You love her, okay?

Fuckin' hell!

Oh, jeez.

That kid's back out on the lake and he's paddling to the other side.

Matt's mounted his own search.

He's got two hunters out after her

and a ten K reward.

Does Al know?

Well, Al can't stop Matt looking for his own daughter.

Boat.

Hey!

Robin!

I'm sorry. I got scared.

Mum, she confuses you with Matt.

Oh, yeah!

To your left.

- Stop! - Chuck it here!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Hey! Come on! Come on! Here's the phone! Here's the phone!

Hey!

Hey, man, that's my evidence!

- That's my evidence! - It's for our job.

We need the fucking phone.

- Hey. - Yeah?

Give his phone back to him, mate. Yeah?

Shit. This is hard to stop.

- Can you walk? - Yeah.

Anything?

I can't find the track but we can follow the river.

- Hey, lift up, lift up. - Sorry.

This is a Mexican dish of mine...

I'm really okay.

Well, it's got beans, there...

I'm sorry, where's Robin?

Um, I don't know.

She's elsewhere, man. Why?

So you have tetanus, Johnno?

Thank you.

Hi.

That's good, thank you.

Can you hold this for me please, Prue?

- Sure. - Thank you.

You see Prue here,

she is the first virgin I've ever met.

- Virgin, yeah. - Umm.

The hymen, intact.

- Intact. - That's right, eh? Prue.

- No one chose me. - Oh, yet.

Yes, not yet. My cheeks have got a birthmark, so no.

Unattractive people have sexy feelings too, Anne-Marie.

Ha-ha. Should be illegal.

Can I watch this?

Hi. How are you?

Delete it. Delete it!

- Delete it. - Why?

- Delete them all. - No!

Just do it.

I did nudist outdoor calendar with two guys.

One black and the other,

he was this gorgeous, blond...

Danish boy.

Delete them.

- Stop it. - No. It's her.

It's who?

Good girl, Tui.

- Good girl. - It's Tui.

Hey, the kid's alive.

- Oh! - Yeah.

The kid's alive. That little girl's alive.

You know we... We're going to celebrate.

Get the champagne. Tui's alive.

Have you seen Tui?

Yeah, the kid's alive.

Good girl, Tui.

She really wanted you to come.

To be there.

I called, eh, lots of times.

She's left a message for you on your home phone.

I just wanted to warn you.

Hi, Robin. This is Mum.

I think I'm going.

And then there'll be nothing.

Hello, darkness. And love.

I'm imagining your face.

Oh, fuck, Turangi just passed me a picture of you.

I'm looking at you, kid.

Well, I'll say...

Bye. Goodbye, my little girl.

Jamie, stop.

Stop it! Stop it!

When you find her, don't swear.

Don't fight.

Don't do anything to scare the kid.

Everyone's involved out here. They'll come after you.

They'll burn this place down.

Tui!