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1 ♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday, dear Zoe

♪ Happy birthday to you!

♪ Happy birthday, dear Zoe... ♪

- Hip-hip! - Hooray!

- Hip-hip! Hip-hip! - Hooray! Hooray!

Get your feet off my fucking coffee table.

Hello, son.

You really should keep your door locked.

Yeah, well, I'll be sure to from now on.

What do you want?

A cup of tea would be nice.

Ah, isn't cheap port your drink?

I've been sober 17 years now.

Is that why you're here, part of their 12-step bullshit?

Trying to make amends?

I'm here because of your brother.

Richie's dead.

I told you, he'd come to see me.

Bet you pulled the security tapes.

Yeah. Yeah, you saw him.

I saw the back of some bloke's head.

Probably one of your wanker mates

that you did time with.

He's in trouble, James.

If he was alive, he'd come to me,

not you.

He owes money to some nasty pricks.

I set him up with a cellie of mine for a job,

just to cover his debts.

But that went to shit.

Now he's disappeared.

I don't believe you.

They'll kill him if they find him.

Your mother would've wanted you to help him...

I loved your mother, James.

I've had 25 years to think about what I did to her.

And to you and your brother.

I'm not the same man, son.

I don't care.

You care about Richie. And he really needs your help.

He goes by the name Richard Vogel now.

Fine. Thank you.

He needs our help.

Alright, off you go. Good. Night, night.

Smells like something died in here.

What are we looking for?

- Squatters. - Seriously?

Fucking biblical out there. Give 'em a break.

It's private property.

- Was this a music store? - Nup.

It's where Valley Vibes FM used to broadcast from.

Community radio station.

Fucking hell, Thorpe. She's just a kid.

Hi, love. Can you put that down for us?

That's it.

We're not going to hurt you, alright?

Why don't you come out here for us?

Jesus Christ.

My name is Samara. What's your name, honey?

Daisy.

And how far along are you, Daisy?

Seven months.

OK, well, why don't we take you to the hospital, yeah?

Then we can just check that everything's OK with bub, hmm?

Our shift's almost over. Let's just take her home.

Daisy...

Is the person who hurt you still here?

No.

This is the police.

Oh!

- You alright? - Yeah.

It's just a tree.

This is the Moorevale Police.

Don't move.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

- Thorpe... - What is it?

Seal off the building.

This is a potential crime scene.

H... Hello? Mmm...

Hey, boss. You miss me?

You sound like shit.

- Thank you. - You've obviously

been using your suspension productively.

Yeah, I've started a TikTok and bought a sausage dog.

No, you didn't.

You drank beer and played Mario Kart.

You got a nanny cam set up here?

You've been cleared to return to operational duty.

- About time. - There's one condition, though.

Have a seat.

You don't look like I expected.

Mm. Neither do you.

More Def Leppard tribute band than cop.

- It suits you, though. - Thank you.

I think.

Let's get to it.

- Why are you here? - My boss made me.

And why is that?

Hopefully to get some good meds.

It says here an allegation of excessive force

was made against you.

Oh, yeah, and that.

So, should we try this again?

Fire away, Sigmund.

Can you start by describing the arrest in question?

He ran. I pursued.

The force used was in proportion.

This isn't a hearing.

How did you feel when you entered the scene?

There was a nine-year-old with his throat cut

in the bathtub,

and a man in the next room eating an ice-cream.

How would you feel?

Horrified.

But I wasn't there.

How did you feel?

I felt like cutting his dick off

and making him eat it with his ice-cream.

But I didn't.

I arrested him.

After fracturing two of his ribs and breaking his jaw.

Well, technically, I didn't break his jaw.

The stairs did.

You've brought in violent offenders without incident

in the past.

Do you think your father's release from prison

could be having a destabilising effect on you?

Well, he killed my mum.

So, surely I'd be a little more messed up

if I wasn't angry that he was out.

Your anger is rational.

But you carry a loaded weapon.

So I need to be sure you're in control of it.

Have you had any contact with your father since his release?

Nope.

How long have we got left?

53 minutes.

Mm. 52 minutes.

Hey, hey, hey.

Returning to duty, sir.

Welcome back.

What did you see in the inkblot, butterfly or bat?

I've always found those things quite sensual, actually.

Oh, gross.

You know you need to keep attending sessions

as a condition of your return to operational duty?

Yes, yes, yes. Apparently, on the fifth session,

I get a free coffee.

Please, James.

Take this seriously.

I fought for you.

It could actually help you.

You know what would help me more?

Have a look at this.

Up in Moorvale.

Zoe Jacobs, missing since 2003.

Local area command think they found new evidence.

Thanks, boss.

Whoopsie.

James Cormack.

Hi.

Sorry, Senior Constable Samara Kahlil. Hi.

Sorry about that, Sarge.

Boss is away, but he said that I'm to assist you

in any way that you need on this.

Let's have a look-see, shall we?

Yep.

What makes you so sure that's Zoe's bag?

Oh. Well done, Sherlock.

She disappeared with this bag in 2003

on the night of her 21st birthday.

She hasn't been seen since.

How long has this place been abandoned?

Since 2004.

They found asbestos in the roof.

The owner lives in Sydney.

He left it empty as a tax write-off ever since.

So, um...

- What happens now? - Well...

Forensic will examine...

the scene... and the bag.

And if they can confirm that it's Zoe's bag, then...

we'll reopen the case.

Don't envy you,

picking at the scabs of other people's trauma.

If we can give some answers to Zoe's family...

maybe finally they can move on.

And besides,

sometimes it feels good to pick scabs.

Samara!

Samara.

Sam!

Hey, Zo!

I didn't think you could come tonight.

I snuck out. It's your 100th show.

- I couldn't miss it. - I really love you.

How was the protest last week?

Inspiring. Check this out.

Holy shit!

When did you get that?

In Brisbane. After the march.

I want to hold on to that feeling.

By getting a pigeon branded on you?

It's a peace dove, you idiot.

It looks great, Zo.

Hey, Cody.

What the fuck have you been up to?

Training, for that race in England

where they chase a cheese down a hill.

I got a job picking strawberries.

- What about the pub? - I'm still there.

This is extra.

Did you show her the pigeon?

You would have got one too, if you could have hacked the pain.

Sorry, Zo. It looks dope.

- Come here. - Go away. You're stinky.

I smell like a Springsteen song -

sweat, diesel, minimum wage.

Gross.

You're going to clean yourself up before we start, right?

Ah, I need food. Didn't get a break.

Um... I'll get it. You wash.

I'm not spending three hours in the studio

with an arse armpit.

Oh!

- Hey, Zoe. - Hey.

Oh. Romance is in the air.

Someone left it in my car.

Sounds like you have a secret admirer.

I'm not surprised.

Careful, you'll strangle it.

- Ooh. - Yeah, I'm fine.

Zoe!

Sam, do you know Joseph?

He does the Blues and Roots show on Thursdays.

Yeah, we met. Cody said to hurry up.

Oh, shit.

Hello, music nerds.

- You're listening to Cody and ZeeJay. - Hey, hey.

We have three hours of rock and indie

coming at you till 2, with huge news today -

the Big Day Out Festival line-up announced.

The Strokes, Dandy Warhols, Muse and loads more.

To get you amped, we'll be playing songs

from the Big Day Out acts all night,

so get your requests in.

Speaking of requests,

I got one earlier, on the email,

from your number-one fan, deepblue32@yahoo.com.

This better not be another poem.

It's a song dedication.

One I'm sure will soften your hard heart.

You're an idiot.

"I want to dedicate Here Is Gone, by Goo Goo Dolls

"to my ZeeJay."

"I'm not the one who broke you

"I'm not the one to fear

"I'll lay a thousand roses at your feet..."

Fuck, Cody, quit it.

I'm flattered.

But unfortunately, they're not playing Big Day Out this year.

So let's try something

from an Aussie festival favourite instead.

♪ I was hanging upside down from the overpass

♪ Waiting to discover something about the world... ♪

Here you go, volume 100.

- You guys were good tonight. - Thanks, Ra!

I'm not looking forward to listening back to

my random Noel Gallagher impression, though.

What was with that?

I was being a right bellend...

I still can't do it. I still can't do it.

You sound like Thomas the Tank Engine.

I'll take that. Ringo Starr, baby.

- What? - Ringo.

Was the voice of Thomas and the Fat Controller.

That's why their theme song is such a banger.

We should do a mash-up of it!

With some hard house.

Like the Fat Controller versus Fatboy Slim?

Oh! Yes, yes.

We will take Tommy T all the way to Ibiza, baby.

Or just like...

Tss, tss, tss, tss! Toot! Toot!

I'm busting.

Oh... I've got to go pee.

Then I'll take you home.

Sorry.

Have you guys found a place yet?

No.

Mum got back with Brad, so...

we're staying with him for a bit.

- You can't. - Mum says we've got no choice.

Well, there's a room free at the Church St share house.

Can't afford it.

And even if I could, I'm not going to leave Mum and the girls alone with Brad.

Zoe!

It's Zuzu!

- Bah! - Yeah.

- Morning. - Hi, Zoe.

Darling, can you finish the cupcakes for your father?

Why does he get cupcakes?

No, it's an office thing. Gita's birthday.

...the end of a turbulent day in Baghdad,

Iraqui protestors attacking UN...

Well, that's enough death.

- How was the show? - Good.

Zuzu, what did we say about wasted calories?

Morning, sweetheart.

Hey, great show last night.

Who was that band that you closed with?

Um, Kings of Leon.

- Mm. - I knew you'd like them.

- Yeah. - Why were you up so late?

Working. Have you checked that quote yet?

Um, yeah. It was a complete mess.

- Fucking Will! - No! It's all fine.

I fixed it.

Right. Thank you.

I've gotta go.

Have a great day.

I'm going to bed.

- Can you help me clean up? - I'll do it later.

Zoe, I have meetings all morning.

Seb is sick again and... you have to pull your weight.

Don't worry.

I'll be gone as soon as I get the money Grandad left me.

Oh, that's great.

Maybe leaving this house will force you to finally grow up.

♪ Sleeping with my nemesis

♪ Scattered on the quilt

♪ My hand is...

...always down my pants

♪ Guilt, guilt...

♪ ...guilt

♪ Do you think it's the right time

♪ Would it make it better

♪ Don't you think it's the worst time

♪ To send you this plastic loveless letter

♪ To send... ♪

Zoe?

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I'm staying up at Melody Foster's,

just looking after the place while she's away.

How's the, uh, water?

Warm.

Oh.

The old, uh, yeah, German approach.

Bold.

There's never anyone here.

And the birds don't seem to mind.

Yeah, I bet they don't.

Hey, um, I've been listening to your show.

- You and Cody are killing it. - Thanks.

So, how do you know Melody?

We're old friends.

Yeah, she's nice. She lets me park here when I run.

Cars get broken into in the National Park.

Yeah. Yeah, she's cool.

Hey, um, she's got a killer record collection.

You should come and check it out sometime.

Would Melody be cool with that?

Well, yeah, I mean, she said no parties, but...

as long as it's just the two of us.

Sounds fun.

OK, can you turn around so I can get out?

Right.

Samara!

You were at Zoe's party.

Lookee, lookee.

You even made a police statement.

Yeah, that's right.

You were best friends with her?

And you didn't think that was important to mention to me?

Listen, I called that backpack in. I followed procedure, right?

I'm going to assist you in any way that you need, but...

Thank you.

To be perfectly honest, Sergeant,

I wish that people would just stop looking for her.

She clearly doesn't want to be found.

What makes you think she's still alive?

You read the case file.

The minute her inheritance was released,

she emptied her bank account and left a note saying goodbye.

And then her phone was active in Brisbane a week later.

Well, the backpack suggests that

she never left Moorevale at all.

Well, that depends what's in it.

It's very unlikely that

anyone just leaves and severs all ties with their family.

Yeah. But...

does happen, right?

Very rarely.

What makes you so sure it happened in this case?

Everyone dreams about what it would be like

to walk out on their life and start afresh.

Zoe just had the courage and the money to do that.

Sarge, forensic finished up at the radio station.

There was no blood, nothing to indicate foul play.

Backpack's ready for you.

Did you recover any samples from the sleeping bag?

Multiple hair samples.

We also managed to pull fingerprints

off several items in the backpack.

We'll contact you with the results.

- Thank you. - Mm-hm.

B-lue backpack.

Tick.

Wallet.

So?

Was money in there?

Look who's all chatty all of a sudden.

- It wasn't? - Nope.

OK.

So, looks like she took

the one thing she needed to start over, right?

Did Zoe ever mention why she was withdrawing everything?

Pretty sketchy, carrying around 25 grand's worth of cash.

Zoe did not tell me why.

But she withdrew it all in one go, over the counter,

so I assume she didn't want people to try and locate her

through ATM transactions.

You ever thought maybe she didn't take it out voluntarily?

Look, I'm going to go tell the family that, uh...

we're reopening the case. Do you want to come?

You know them. I thought you might want to be there.

Thanks, but I'd rather not.

Alright.

Hi. Is this the residence of Leo and Nadja Jacobs?

I'm Gita Jacobs. Leo's my husband.

He and Nadja divorced years ago.

- Right. - Who are you?

I'm Detective James Cormack.

I'm here regarding Zoe's disappearance.

Leo, it's the police.

It's about Zoe.

Hi. James.

Have you found her body?

Thank you, Mrs Jacobs.

I'm, um...

sorry about the confusion.

It's not surprising though, is it?

You lot have never been very detail-savvy, have you?

It's fine, Detective.

So, um...

What makes you so sure that your daughter's dead?

Well, she never would have left me.

Well, there is evidence

that indicates that she was intending to leave.

This letter, for instance.

"Dear Mum and Dad, I can't stay here anymore.

"I need to follow my own path.

"Please don't worry about me."

That'll be our dinner guests.

- I'll handle it. - Thanks, darling.

Yeah, Zoe wanted to travel,

postpone real life.

But she never would have cut ties with me.

She didn't leave, she was taken. And I know who killed her.

I know he's in there.

Who?

A guy that she worked with at the radio station.

What guy?

Nadja, we didn't know this was happening

or we would have told you.

Nadja.

Hi, I'm Detective James Cormack.

I'm reopening your daughter's case.

- Sit. - OK.

Sit down.

OK.

OK.

Why, why... Why would you come here first?

I'm the one who's been looking for Zoe all these years.

He just wants to forget she ever existed.

I did not forget her.

I was busy raising our son, who was still alive.

You know, the one that you abandoned?

Is that what he's been telling you?

He didn't even know Zoe, he was barely home.

Jesus Christ, you're unbelievable.

This isn't about us,

this is about catching the person who killed her.

Zoe's not dead. Right?

You're delusional, Nadja, you're unwell.

Fuck you.

I'm just not giving up on her like you have.

That's because you're ashamed.

'Cause you drove her out of this house.

I do what I can...

You're not here, you're never home.

You know why? Do you know how much pressure I'm under?

If we don't win this tender,

we're going to lose the business.

We... We are all under pressure.

Yes, I know we're all under pressure. Would you like to...

You don't know how hard it is for me here.

Yeah. That's better.

That's better, isn't it? Hm?

Oh, the new releases came in?

Apparently they arrived last week,

but they got lost.

Lost, eh?

I'll be looking for your stall at the market.

Please! I only steal hearts, baby.

Right, should we go?

Yeah, I'll just grab my things.

Hey, can we swing by my old place

and pick up that box I need you to mind?

Yeah, sure.

What are we doing in here?

Have you been sleeping here?

I... crash here on Tuesdays after my solo show.

I don't finish till three. Fuck riding home then.

Hm. That's cosy.

Thanks for looking after my stuff.

- Should only be a week or two. - Long as you need.

You know, I know this place is old,

but it's big.

I'm surprised your mum decided to move in with Brad.

He should have just moved in here.

We didn't decide to move.

We got evicted.

Brad's the last resort.

Mum tried talking to the new owners,

but they were total pricks.

That's bullshit. You guys have lived here forever.

Did they give you notice? You know you could fight the eviction.

We're not lawyer people, Zoe.

I reckon the new owners sensed that.

Fuck that.

Let me talk to my dad, he can help us fight this.

It's already done.

I'll miss it.

It's a shithole.

But it was our shithole.

See you at uni on Thursday?

We could hang tonight.

Mmm, sorry, I've got an essay due in Friday.

Politics and the media.

Just wing it.

Grab some videos. It'll crash at yours.

I can't. I'm not as fucking smart as you.

I need to study.

No, you don't.

Just walk into a job with your dad.

You don't even need uni.

Don't be a dick.

You're not gonna work for Oxfam

or whatever you THINK you want to do.

You'll take the money. Like everyone does.

I didn't choose my family.

And having SOME money doesn't mean

that I can't do something that makes a difference in the world.

Yeah, it does.

You can't rage against the machine

if you ARE the machine.

Fuck off, Cody.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

This place is so cool.

Yeah, Melody's an interior designer.

What about you? What are you studying?

Political science.

Right, so I could be having a drink

with the future prime minister?

God, no.

Um, no. I want to do something that actually helps people.

Right, like... like what?

Um... I would love to work for an NGO.

You know, UNHCR, Oxfam.

Somewhere I can do some good.

Maybe see the world along the way.

But my dad thinks I should work for him first

to get some experience.

Doesn't sound like you want to be a property developer.

Mm-mm.

I don't.

But I don't want to disappoint him either.

So I thought I might just go travel for a bit and...

avoid big life decisions.

I mean, people have been disappearing forever

to find themselves.

But...

just promise me you won't go just yet, OK?

We're...

We're only just getting to know each other.

Hey, Will.

You hiding?

No point being hit by a stray bullet.

Oh... Don't know why she's so fucking pissy all the time.

She knows how much pressure he's under.

Yeah, well, she's under pressure too.

Seb's sick. She's doing the books for the business.

My brother's not exactly easy to live with.

How are you going?

I'm over this shit.

But I get my inheritance in a week.

And I reckon I might take off, see the world.

- Yeah, yeah. Where to? - Don't know.

As long as the road eventually leads to Glastonbury,

I'll be happy.

Same shit, over and over again!

Fuck this.

Do you want to go get some Chinese?

No, thanks.

Cody and I had a fight,

and this shit show's making me realise

- how stupid it was. - Mm.

Can I tax a couple of these?

- Hey! - Jackpot!

You didn't see that.

- Yeah, I kinda did. - Don't tell your dad.

- Can you get me some for my 21st? - No way!

Come on! I'll just get it from somewhere else

and I bet your stuff is better.

And safer.

I...

I'll think about it.

- Thanks, Uncy Will! - Yes. Yeah, yeah.

- You're the best! - Go away.

Hi. Is Cody around?

Look at you.

Cody's not here.

But, uh, you can come in and wait.

Want a drink?

Brad, babe.

Can you help me open the pasta sauce?

Yeah.

- Hey. - Hey. Hey, hun. Cody went out.

He had to get some stuff from the old place.

Are you OK, Mandy?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just trying to get dinner on for the kids, you know?

I'll tell Cody that you stopped by.

Cody?

I tried to reopen Zoe's case for years, so, why now?

What new evidence do you have?

It's not her body, or you would have told me, right?

It's not her body.

And I'm sorry that's all I can tell you at the moment.

OK, so... she could still be alive.

OK, I'm not an idiot. I know the odds.

It's just, I can't just

shove her in a box and forget about her,

like Leo.

If there is even the slightest chance she's alive,

I have to hope.

Just here. This is it.

Home sweet home.

Well...

At least you don't get Jehovah's Witnesses dropping by.

How long have you lived here for?

About a year.

One day my rent went up.

150 a week, so... It's happening everywhere.

Nadja, you old cougar.

- What? - Val, he's a cop.

- Real or role-play? - Shh.

Um, a real one.

Sorry.

- Disappointing. - Val...

Um, I'll speak to you soon, OK?

Sure.

- Bye, Val. - Bye.

12:28.

Yeah.

- Mm-hm. - Thank you.

Do you know where Al's Convenience Store is?

Um... Yeah, it was in the same strip as the radio station,

but it closed down years ago.

Zoe went there the night she disappeared.

Road-trip snacks?

Maybe, but the timeline's funny.

OK. This is Zoe's house.

This is the convenience store.

Hmm...

Hah. Radio station.

Service station. And...

Brisbane.

That's a tall building. OK...

You drive.

So, Zoe left her house around 11.30,

after they cut the cake.

According to her receipt,

at 12.28 she went to the convenience store,

but THEN she went to the radio station with her pack,

presumably to crash for the night.

BUT! But, but, but...

At 1.16 she went to a service station

on the outskirts of town.

Huh. And THEN she went to Brisbane.

We have her phone records.

But why would she leave her bag behind?

Unless...

Only her phone left Moorevale.

You're with Cody and ZeeJay on Valley Vibes FM.

It's just hit 1am,

and we've had too much sugar.

So we're asking the big questions.

Alright, my turn.

What would you rather fight -

a horse-sized duck

or a thousand duck-sized horses?

Are you there with me?

- Yeah... Sure. - Duck-sized horse.

What? That's crazy!

No way! You know, ducks are hilarious,

and so are you.

So, I reckon you guys could make friends

and we wouldn't have to fight at all.

Hello?

Hello?

Zoe?

I know it's you.

Let me help you. Just tell me where you are.