You even looking at anyone else?
Can you explain these bloodstains?
Twist's back.
Looking for Julian Naughton's killer?
I love their new house. I wish I could come see it for real.
My daughter is coming to visit.
You don't know how to drive a stick.
It's a smooth transition.
I'm calling in the line, Ronnie.
Where am I gonna find that kind of money?
It could be a message.
They're coming for me.
And then maybe you.
[Twist] You bury your past... or you burn it.
So, imagine you're driving in the Grand Prix,
two laps from the chequered flag,
a car length in front of your rival.
Success is yours and then bang!
Your whole world goes sideways.
In my case, it was the loss of my wife, Victoria.
Raphael's mother.
Terrified, the same feelings
that brought you here to Family Tree.
Too busy trying to look after myself, my dental practice,
my staff, and I became blind to the signs.
No way, not him.
That stuff happens to other families, not to mine.
Not to my kid.
Just a dozen squat houses to find him.
Because we'd do anything to protect our kids, right?
Absolutely anything.
Because we'd do anything to protect our kids, right?
Absolutely anything.
[sirens blaring]
They're our life blood.
[theme song playing]
I want him arrested! Arson, trespass,
damage to property.
Damage to a rotting boat?
Just do your damn job
like you should have done three years ago, all right?
[Stella] Oh, Max, enough.
- What? - I'm glad it's gone.
[Stella] What good's it done us?
[Max] It's not for us.
[Hench] Raph, hold up there!
[Stella] Bart was a happy kid. He'd want us to be happy.
[Ted] That your handiwork back there?
Yeah. I'm over being the guy who killed his best friend
and got away with it.
If 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.
You and your partner. Some evidence, links,
something, just--
We're working on it.
Well, work faster.
They didn't just kill him. They fuckin' torched him.
And that detective, she thinks it's me.
Look, you want my advice?
Be cooperative, all right? Just be honest with 'em.
You do that, it'll all come out in the wash.
Yeah? How'd that work out for you?
Raph! Raph!
Get in. Get in!
[Hench] Hey! We need to talk to you.
[hissing]
Your snake keeps looking at me.
Not my snake.
Like I'm breakfast.
I don't like it.
And I don't like getting up
at the ass-crack of dawn to do sleeve work, Deano,
but here we are.
Hair makes you look less intense.
If you scratch it this time,
I'm gonna hunt you down and feed you to my snake.
- [hissing] - Thought it wasn't yours.
Three-hundred and fifty.
You just keep getting weirder.
[hissing]
You got somethin' to say,
now would be a good time to spit it out.
Debbie found the shirt.
She turned it over to the cops--
What's left of it anyway.
Your shirt.
Yeah, I did a shitty job of burning it.
And why would you need to burn a shirt?
I was wearing it the night Dad--
It has blood on it.
- Whose? - Mine.
Sweeney know about this?
Yeah, she questioned me about it.
All right. Then cut the bullshit.
What else?
There could be someone else's blood on it.
Jesus Christ,
[Ronnie] Raph, you okay?
Come here.
Fuck!
[sighs]
Okay.
So, fun fact,
the Mulga snake is also known as the King Brown,
even though technically it's from the black snake family.
Mulgas are also known to bite humans while they sleep.
They also deliver a hundred and eighty milligrammes
of snake venom in one bite.
[spits, gags, coughs]
Speaking of science...
Oh, fuck off. [groans]
- Um... - Hey!
Hey, some of that is still good.
You're gross. You know that, right?
Well, aren't you gonna ask me
how I know so much about the Mulga snake?
I quit questioning your freakish recall a long time ago.
I got a new pet, courtesy of you-know-who.
Yeah. Twist paid me a visit.
Bryce can't help who his father was.
Bryce?
Yup.
Still think I'm not a target?
Anyhoo. That's my news. What do you got?
When I went to pick up my car from Mario's last night,
I did happen to see a red
nineteen-sixty, seventy-type Jag...
just flying down the road.
You saw Julian's Jag.
Yeah, somebody had it out for a joy ride.
And you're really just telling me now?
Well, you were off doing your snake thing.
Spring cleaning can wait, Conkaffey.
Actually, it can't. Something I need--
Julian was completely drenched in leaded fuel
before he was set alight.
The Jag runs on leaded fuel,
so whoever's got it needs to fill her up eventually, right?
And what do we need to make leaded fuel?
- Amanda... - Meet me in the office
in half an hour.
Oy, Simo, I need a favour like yesterday.
I need a list of everyone who's bought
lead additive from you in the last few weeks.
Oy, Wayne, if you see Simo from the hardware store,
tell her I'm in my office.
Yeah. She already stopped by.
Come for the coffee,
stay for the people who bought lead additive.
What happened to your compartments?
What happened to you not interfering with my case?
I'm just looking for a missing car.
Missing dead man's car.
Can I have my list back?
I suppose I can't stop you from asking Simo again.
[phone ringing]
Sweeney.
[Val on phone] Brisbane Lab for the Bleeding Obvious says yes.
Nasal tissue detected.
Not a passive stain, though, it was an impact stain.
- Meaning? - Meaning blood nose
brought on by a punch.
I could've told you that if you'd asked.
The interim report did find blood smeared under the arm
that are not a match for Raph Naughton.
A negative.
Correct. His father's blood type.
How long till we get a DNA report?
Remember I said Raph messed up again?
I'm gonna need coffee to explain this new level of dumbfuckery.
Reckon Devi dobbed Raph in
so she could take over Family Tree?
Possibly.
It's a good motive for murder too.
Except Devi's got about a dozen alibis for the night
Julian was killed.
Let's just worry about Raph.
Kid can't burn a shirt right.
No way he killed his dad.
Can't work out if he's crazy-stupid or crazy-scared.
Well, what'd you do to avoid going back inside?
I'd ask you the same thing, but we already know the answer,
don't we?
Nothing.
We've had this conversation.
What about that, that "Innocent Ted" website?
You've seen that? I mean, come on.
Not gonna bring me back my marriage or convince anybody.
Jesus! Mr. Glass Half-empty.
Sorry for the wait.
What can I get you?
A long black and twelve years of my life back.
I'll wait for you outside.
Make that two.
You want to have a go as well?
Would that make you feel better?
I gotta tell you,
it's not real high on my list of priorities.
I'm guessin' you probably beat yourself up enough
for the both of us, huh?
Can I get my coffee?
Waiting for you right here.
Come on! We're wastin' time.
I told you it's not linear.
Get in the goddamn car, Pharrell.
All the windows down?
[Pharrell] Can you go any faster?
[Ted] Head was inside the car it might help.
[Pharrell] It doesn't.
See? Baby steps.
Fuck you.
If you're looking for his lordship, he's in his cabin.
I prefer "boss."
Next time you have a problem,
talk to me before you call the police.
What do you want?
Did Julian have a run-in with any of these people?
Julian didn't have an issue with anyone.
Try looking at it, Devi.
See any names pop out?
Mario, the mechanic. He serviced the Jag.
What, Julian didn't always pay up?
Paid.
Just not all the nonsense Mario was billing him for.
Is that it?
See, that wasn't so hard, was it?
Does the name White Hat Investments mean anything to you?
- Should it? - Family Tree rents
a property from them in town.
Very well guarded.
Uh, that-- that's, um-- that's Julian's thing.
I wasn't across that.
I really do have work to do.
By all means.
I guess it's time to visit our favourite mechanic.
Maybe he can run you through the basics
of how a radiator works.
I'm not letting you anywhere near my car.
Your car?
Yeah, I'm buying an old flatbed. Mario's fixing it.
Shouldn't you get more comfortable in a car
before you buy one?
No.
This is fucking ridiculous.
I didn't kill him. We had an argument.
I told him I was leaving and he lost it.
It got a little physical, but he started it.
- I swear. - A little physical?
You okay, Raph?
I thought we had an understanding?
[Raph] Are you arresting me?
I'm taking you in to amend your statement.
I'm sick and tired of you in this room.
Yeah, that makes two of us.
Three of us.
[phone ringing]
If you didn't kill your father,
stop acting like you've got something to hide.
[phone rings]
I think I figured it out.
Sooner you solve this case,
the sooner you get to go back home.
Yeah, back to the big smoke.
That's why I look so good, yeah?
I tick all your boxes, make it nice and easy for you.
[phone ringing]
What?
Do you even care that you're wrong?
I'll be right there.
Off you go.
Or do you want to sit in my interview room all day?
What are you doing?
We can hold him on the blood.
There's not enough for a conviction.
Not without more evidence.
Now would you mind?
I've got a fire to put out.
What do you think you're doing?
Hey, you took your time.
Convince me not to arrest you.
You've got three seconds.
You have the murderer in custody, no?
I should be able to crack on and bury him.
And I should be on a beach sharing cocktails
with someone who looks good in a swimsuit.
But here we are.
Yeah, let Raph go. Smart, because he didn't do it.
You have proof of that?
Well, I asked him in a particular way.
Truth was his only option.
So, you let my nephew aside, nice and gentle.
Go round up some other suspects.
Shouldn't be hard in this swamp town.
Val, could you please return the body
of Mr Cole's brother to refrigeration?
Miss all the fun?
Make sure you take good care of it.
I've read your police file.
Wildlife smuggling, Bryce Brierley's unfortunate accident.
See, I'm pretty much up to date with where you swim in the swamp.
Wasn't any evidence in that file, was there?
Just a couple of unreliable witnesses.
It's hard to build a case.
If I didn't know you crept into town
the night after we found Julian's body,
I'd be looking at you real hard.
And be delighted about it.
Well, look at you-- The badge, half a brain.
Almost wish I'd done it.
Find me at Family Tree if you have some news.
I couldn't wrestle him to the ground, not with these knees.
You keeping him talking, I'll take care of the rest.
Okay.
But we can't tail 'em today.
You want to solve this case or what?
Look, I have other things I need to take care of today.
Don't tell me you're actually gonna work on your case.
Look, I've been meaning to tell you this,
but I mean, you should know--
They're arresting you.
- No. What? - You're dying.
- Amanda, this is not-- - You're leaving.
Lilly's coming. For a visit.
She's coming this weekend.
I'm driving to the airport, pick her up--
What's this got to do with me?
I just thought you should-- You're my partner.
I mean, I-- I can't work on a case.
- It's fine. - I got to be with Lily.
Your daughter. Your problem.
Yeah.
Don't tell me you screwed it up again.
Car is fine.
It's Julian's Jag.
Mate, I don't know what else to tell ya.
Yeah? Well, how about the part where, uh...
he refused to pay you for the work you did?
How about that?
I told him it's a crime against mechanical engineering.
[beeping]
I'm not using plastic shit on a beauty like that,
but, no, Mr. Moneybags wants the cheapest option.
It's always the rich bastards who screw you over.
It sounds like a bit of resentment there, Mario.
Not enough to nick his car,
If that's what you're getting at. Oy!
Got a very specific system going there.
Do you mind?
Sorry.
Thank you.
Anybody else might have had their eyes on this Jag,
you know, like a collector,
car trader or something like that?
There is this one nut job.
Pays me to let him smash up cars after hours.
It could be some kind of fetish.
That the sort of thing you mean?
No, that doesn't sound like our guy.
Well, if some locals got it,
it's not like they'll be able to enjoy it, will they?
- Sticks out like dog's-- - [phone ringing]
Oh, shit. Sorry. I gotta take this.
Kelly. Hi.
Like I told you, it's probably in some chop shop in Sydney by now,
and that's a real tragedy here.
Mm, except it's not.
Ted saw someone take it out for a joy ride last night.
When did you decide this?
We had a plan.
I don't understand what's changed.
Yeah, well, whoever has it must be thick as a brick.
Right.
Especially because the new homicide cop reckons
it's connected to the murder.
Yeah, well, why would she think that?
I don't know. But I pity the poor bastard
who gets caught with it.
'Cause she's sharp.
She's a real bulldog.
Call me when Bertha's ready.
What? You're calling her "Bertha"?
Keep an eye out for that Jag.
Yes, Madam Sherlock.
What the fuck?
[line ringing]
You've called Ted Conkaffey. Leave a message.
Well, that was fast.
Damn it, Ted.
[whispering]
[music playing on car radio]
[whispering]
[music stops]
[whispering]
[revving engine]
[whimpering] Fuck!
[whimpering, gasping]
Yeah-- Yeah, ooh!
[whimpering]
Oh, boy.
[woman, indistinct]
[indistinct]
Oh! What's that?
Oh, that's a stick, Mum.
[laughs]
- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.
Dad!
Peanut! Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
Oh, my God!
I thought I wasn't going to see you for a couple more days.
Surprise. [laughs]
Two days early?
Yeah, I'd say I'm surprised.
And your Mum is here too?
She needs a holiday.
Is that right?
When can I see the crocodiles?
Oh! Yeah, they're hiding, kid.
They're very sneaky.
Wouldn't get too close to the edge.
They've been known to jump up.
On the jetty?
The jetty, the riverbank--
Shoot, I had one crawl right across the lawn once.
Oh, God.
Cool! I should feed them.
[laughs] You should not feed them.
Who wants to meet the geese?
The geese!
Watch yourself.
Wow. That's great.
Yeah, a neighbour was getting rid of that.
Do they like it?
Uh, not as much as they should.
[laughing]
Crocodiles on the lawn.
You never mentioned that in your pitch.
I wonder why.
[gasping]
[gasps]
[groans]
[line ringing]
[Ted] You've called Ted Conkaffey. Leave a message.
What the fuck, Conkaffey?
You just fucking left me there!
Mario's on the move.
Oh, fuck. [gasps]
[honking]
[groans] Come on!
- [Lilly laughing] - [Ted groans]
They're so big! Hello, Almond!
Sorry.
It would have been ready for the weekend.
Dad, where's my room?
Right over there, sweetheart.
Those double doors.
Across the way.
So, wanna tell me why you drove up early from Sydney
after I paid for an unaccompanied minor flight?
Lilly was just uncomfortable coming up here on her own.
Lilly was?
Honestly?
Please.
I started-- I don't trust you right now.
After the fight at the birthday party and then the phone.
That was a mistake.
I-I should have run that by you.
Ted, it's your job.
And this place.
Bloody wildlife.
I'm her father.
You don't think I'm gonna take care of her?
I just don't think you've had to in a long time.
Mum, come here!
[groans]
Look.
Out the way.
What do you think, Lill?
Mm-hmm.
You can take my room.
I booked the motel.
[scoffs] I'm okay on the couch.
Everybody out!
Come on.
There is all this tension in my body. I choose to let it go.
Even though there is all this...
fucking tension in my body, I choose to let it--
[groans]
[sobs]
[screams]
Sod it!
[sobbing, muttering]
[sobbing]
[gasping]
[sobbing]
Fuck it! Fuck!
There is all this tension in my body.
I choose to let it go.
Fuck it! [screams]
Fuck! [sobs]
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck this! Fuck this!
[Tayla] The fact that she let you go
means they still don't have anything on you.
They're just trying to scare you.
Just keep our heads down and stay busy.
Can't do it. I just... I'm done with this place.
I wanna leave like we planned.
Yeah, we will.
- Okay. So, let's go. - Raph.
You haven't even buried him yet.
Come here.
It's gonna be okay. All right?
It doesn't feel like that.
Gotta love the smell of a shed.
Sawdust, banana sap, blood, sweat, tears.
You can't just turn up on my property when you feel like it.
Your property?
You mean this plantation that's back on its feet.
Thanks to yours truly.
You'll get your money.
Cutting back on pickers this season to start repayments.
It doesn't sound like a very sound business practise, Ronnie.
You don't cut back, you expand.
Yeah, how am I going to do that?
Well, I've made a decision.
I'm gonna help you for now at least.
And we are gonna be partners in this lovely tropical hideaway.
No.
I mean, your help is a generous offer, but...
It wasn't an offer, darlin'.
I don't need a partner, Ezra.
Oh, you do.
You're just too busy down in the weeds to see it.
So, I'll be doing the weeding while you're expanding?
It doesn't sound like much of a partnership
if you ask me.
This place has so much untapped potential, and we are gonna tap it.
Together.
Okay?
Right.
I'll be seeing you, partner.
Tayla.
What did he want?
Nothing.
Mum.
He's just worried about Raph, that's all.
[gasping]
- [beeping] - Shit.
[gasping]
Let me see.
Do I want chocolate or strawberry?
Or should I try banana?
You know what, sweetie? You can have whatever you want.
It's a no-brainer.
It's chocolate all the way.
Sorry. Come on, sweetie.
People are waiting.
No, no. No, not at all. I'm just waiting for my order.
I bet you a tenner she picks chocolate.
You guys on holiday?
Sort of.
She is.
I'm visiting my dad.
[beeping]
Oh, you're-- Oh, you're Kelly.
I'm Colin.
Do we have a decision on the ice cream?
I think I'll pick chocolate.
[laughs] You owe me ten bucks.
She was always gonna pick chocolate.
Exactly.
- [man] Number twelve. - Yep! That's me.
Cheers, mate.
Enjoy your stay.
Can we get one chocolate? Thanks.
What was all that about?
I don't know. I think he wanted to say hi.
You sure? The guy's a journalist.
Thank you.
Well, he seemed genuine enough.
Unless my head's completely fried with this heat.
Better eat that before it melts.
Hop in, kid.
[gasping]
[faint music playing]
[beeping]
Motherfucker.
[hard rock music playing]
Oh, come on, mate, I'm sorry. Don't be like that.
Fair Dinkum, you are such a dickhead.
I had the munchies. I'm sorry.
There's no way anyone saw me, okay?
Yeah, well, they did.
Now the cops are looking.
You can't even keep it hidden.
I covered it.
- [Elaine] Nathan! - I swear I covered it.
Nathan!
- Yeah, Mum. - Where's your brother?
He's coming.
Then go help him.
What the fuck?
No, no, no.
Amanda!
[laughs] Tickles.
Okay. Time for the geese to go to bed.
- You want to do the honours, Peanut? - Yeah.
Just make sure you close the gate to their pen, okay?
[phone beeping]
Holy shit.
What the hey?
Jesus Christ.
What is it?
Um...
[line ringing]
[on phone] You've called Amanda.
Damn it! You stay where you are.
Ted.
Oh, it's Amanda. She's run off on some lead.
It is probably nothing.
Go.
[sighs] I-I--
Is she in trouble or not?
Go!
[grunting]
[screams]
- [Nathan] She's in the racks. - [Trent] Yep. I got her!
- You go 'round the back. - [gasping]
Oh!
Okay, love. Settle down.
Let's have a little chat.
We're fucked. Fuck!
So fucking fucked!
Not an especially useful observation at this point, Mario.
Why'd you have to follow me?
Why'd you have to lie to my face about Julian Naughton's Jag?
[Elaine] Oh, that flaming car.
I told you not to bring it here.
Leaving it here wasn't the problem.
It was your deadshit son taking it for a drive.
Nathan, love.
Have you done something stupid?
Hey! Look at me. Are you on that shit again?
No.
What are we gonna do about her?
Listen, you're poaching.
I get it. Times are tough, right?
I'm not a fucking cop.
I don't give a fuck what you've got going on here.
I'm just trying to work out who killed Julian.
None of us. Yes, I stole his car,
and I'm sorry, but big whoop.
Last I saw him, he was still alive,
and he was darting off into the forest with his orange backpack.
I'm a mechanic. I couldn't kill anyone if I tried.
Not yet.
Crocs are a protected species. She's seen us.
I'm too old to go to gaol.
Right. Well, then, enough of this.
You expecting someone?
It's her partner, the Yank. I'll go speak to him.
We'll go speak to him.
You stay there.
Where do you think you're going?
[engine starts]
Where's the girl?
How many pieces do you want her in?
[hip-hop playing]
[mouths word]
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
[siren blaring]
[siren]
Nathan!
Open up.
- [groans] - In. Walk. Move.
You okay?
Where the fuck did you disappear to?
Not now.
You told me to keep you in the loop, then you just fucking disappear.
How the fuck is that supposed to work?
That's not what I was doing.
They were t-totally gonna skin me alive.
I would never have done that, love.
Just trying to put the wind up ya.
You can't shoot me, darl'.
Look at these two brain cells.
They wouldn't last five minutes without me.
[Ted] Okay.
We're gonna be leaving now.
Don't do anything stupid.
More stupid.
Just havin' a bit of fun!
How the hell did you get out here?
In my car, Bertha!
You drove?
Well, you fucking racked off. What was I supposed to do?
Listen, there's something I need to tell you.
Will you fucking help me?
Just fucking help me.
Get it off me! Get it off!
- Here! Here! - Get it off.
- Here. - [Amanda gasps]
[sirens blaring]
Cops.
We're gonna have to get our story straight.
I want a lawyer!
[Sweeney] Lotta crocs in that shed.
Do you wanna cop a feel later?
What's this?
[Nathan] Oregano.
[Mario] Hey, this is bullshit!
They're the ones who locked us in.
[cell door slams]
Next time, and we both know there'll be a next time,
try not to get taken hostage by the Croc Family Manson.
What, you think you could have done better?
I wouldn't have gone in there at all.
I got a kid. I got a family.
That's what I've been trying to tell--
What are you doing up here hiding in the swamp?
If you want your family back, it's no secret where they live.
Statement's on the counter.
I picked up Mario and the Jag.
Congrats. He didn't do it.
No, he didn't.
So, I suppose you're stuck here till you find out who did.
What happens if you don't catch him? What then?
That's not likely.
I'm a gun.
Yeah, so am I.
So, it's a race, then? That it?
You only just figuring that out now?
Is Amanda all right?
Yeah. Yeah.
- You look... - Insane?
Like shit.
Yeah, getting that a lot these days.
Close call?
Are we gonna talk about why you're really here.
I thought we did.
She's only ever smiling when you see her.
Well, she was excited to see her dad.
And his geese. This new, exciting life.
- Kel-- - No, you just--
You don't see the other side of things.
You don't hear the whispering in school,
you're not dealing with her night terrors.
You don't know about her Internet search history.
- Jesus. - I mean, it's been years
and the cops are still raiding the house...
on her fucking birthday.
The one day of the year that's supposed to be all about her.
Yeah. Yup.
I don't know what else to do except just be with her.
[sighs]
All the time.
I mean, until they figure out who really attacked Claire,
there's nothing else I can do.
I'm trying.
I'm trying, Kel.
So, of course, I know why you're here
sweating your ass off in the tropics.
And you do sweat, by the way.
Jesus, you've been shopping.
Well, you reckon you can make it up to your kid with cheese?
Like, you say it's to protect your family,
but how long until you don't have a family to protect?
If you really want 'em back, then fucking solve the Claire Bingley case.
And I know you reckon there's nothing you can do,
but that's fucking bullshit, because I've seen you.
When you want the truth, you go at it over and over again
until you find a glitch in the evidence.
So, like, if you're not doing that,
then you know, like, maybe deep down,
you don't really want your family back.
Who are you?
I'm no one.
Amanda!
Amanda, wait!
I didn't know.
Neither did I!
Amanda!
I'm such a fuckin' idiot.
Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, right?
You got me for today.
But you're gonna have to take the lead for a beat.
You don't owe me anything and I don't owe you shit.
[Ted] What the hell is he doing?
Gifts and therapy...
You spoil me.
I liked my adversaries to be at their very best.
I've done something stupid. I was so desperate.
We haven't been formally introduced. Kelly.
DNA results for Raph Naughton's shirt.
That could be motive.
We're talking about you playing games with a sociopath.
- Hi. - Hi.