[Spooky organ music]
[Bat squeaks]
[People chatter]
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Oh, my God, it stinks. It's all musty.
Stop fussing. You look great!
Happy anniversary.
[Man 1] Happy anniversary.
Behold, citizens!
Welcome to The Rocks district,
one of Sydney's most... haunted neighborhoods.
If you listen, they are there...
..watching...
..from the windows.
Lurking...
..in the alleyways,
bringing history back to haunt you.
This way, please.
[People chatter]
[Man] Nightmares from this.
Down there was a cemetery.
Up here
was a bakery that was rumored
to have minced human flesh
into their pies.
-[Bang!] -[Glass smashes]
[People shriek]
[Frantic music]
Okay, that was impressive.
It's... I think that's real.
[Theme music]
[Tense music]
[Camera whirs and clicks]
[Mackey] Damn.
Hey. LAC found this, called us in.
[JD] Say hello to Petty Officer First Class Eddie Baker.
How the hell did he end up here?
Well, uh, likely he fell from up there.
Hello, hang about.
The impalement may not be what killed him.
There's...gunshot wound in his chest just above his heart.
[Evie] Hey!
Come take a look.
[Intriguing music]
Check it out. Clear signs of a scuffle.
[Siren wails in distance]
Yeah, trajectory lines up.
Found this too.
So what do we think? Some kind of meet-up turns ugly.
There's a fight, someone pulls a gun.
Victim's shot, falls backwards through the window.
-Any sign of the weapon? -No, nothing.
Run the casing for prints. Canvass the area.
I'm with you, Doc.
They're definitely green.
Initial diagnosis, Rosie?
40 years I've been in this racket.
My professional opinion is grass stains.
Telling us what exactly?
That he liked playing touch footy barefoot.
Spent his last hours on Earth at a backyard barbie.
[Mackey] How'd we do?
Doorknocked every house two blocks back from the scene.
Learn anything?
Only that most folks don't like
being dragged outta bed after midnight
to answer questions about something they never saw.
Salutations, colleagues.
Hi, hel...
Wow.
Sorry.
[Clears throat]
So I had a sneak peek at the shell casing.
From its marking and impressions,
it's most likely from a Colt .45.
Pull any prints?
Sure did!
Nothing from the local database,
so I ran it through the US naval records.
Came up with this handsome fox.
Petty Officer Frank Doherty.
Wait, so our suspect is also US Navy?
Well, he was.
In 1971.
That was the last time anyone saw him alive.
Come again?
He jumped ship in Sydney while on R & R.
A group of MPs tracked him down to a pub in the Cross.
Doherty put two of them in hospital
and he was never seen again.
So he's a deserter.
And good at it! I mean, 50 years and counting.
Go get some sleep.
In the morning, we hunt down this AWOL son of a bitch.
[Enigmatic music]
[Computer bleeps rapidly]
See my life flash before my eyes.
Now I just have to run it through facial rec
and cross-reference it with any government systems.
Ch-ch-ch-ch...
Nada?
So if Petty Officer Doherty is
still alive and living in Sydney,
he's keeping a low profile.
For good reason. In the eyes of the DOD, this guy's still AWOL.
Not just the DOD.
[Evie] Really? After 50 years?
Desertion is a forever felony.
He gets caught? [Whistles] Straight to Leavenworth.
I've tracked down a sister
who's still alive and living in Florida.
Not everyone living in Florida's alive?
You obviously haven't been to Florida, Sarge.
She said she hadn't heard from him since he jumped ship.
Fine. Till we get more intel on Doherty, Baker's our best lead.
What do we know?
I spoke to his CO. He has digs at HMAS 'Watson'.
Keep me posted.
[Mysterious music]
Not much to it, as you can see.
Sweet views, though.
Is it normal for American sailors like Petty Officer Baker
to bunk down on Australian bases?
[Jameson] More and more,
with the increase in American ships in the region
and the whole interoperability push.
-Works out well for everyone. -[Mackey] Wow.
-Okay, then. -Hmm.
Looks like our boy was a collector.
What year did our ghost jump ship?
[Mackey] '71.
Starting to see a pattern here.
[Dark music]
[Recorded voice] Vietnam was often called the helicopter war
and the sound of the Bell UH-1 Iroquois,
widely known as Hueys,
is one of the most distinctive soundtracks...
[Soundscape thickens and muffles]
Found him.
Sorry, I couldn't get off a call with the Board.
[Chuckles] Armen Standish. I'm the curator.
Special Agent Mackey, NCIS.
We're making inquiries
into, uh, this guy.
He's US Navy.
[Standish] Sure, I recognize him.
He's come in to use our research facility a few times.
-For what? -Medal authentication, mainly.
I'm pretty sure he's a trader.
What makes you think that?
Oh, a lot of them come in
wanting to authenticate old medals.
Do you know what... what this is?
Yeah, looks like an ISBN code.
You have a library here?
No. We do have a microfiche.
Lot of the old files haven't been digitized yet,
so it's a fallback for academics,
history buffs and...well...
..Mr. Baker, apparently.
Haven't seen one of these since my granddaddy
was searching our family tree.
Find what he was looking for?
-Nope. -Wrong tree?
Some of the branches... very wrong.
Here we go.
Any problems, just give me a shout.
[JD] Thank you.
So it's a newspaper article from July 1971 on Frank Doherty.
"Vietnam war hero jumps ship in Sydney."
[Mackey] War hero?
Yeah, it says, "Doherty received the Navy Cross
for bravery in battle during a tour in Vietnam."
[Curious music]
Hey, what do you make of this?
Huh! Oh, wow.
What a beauty.
It's a Navy Cross,
second-highest decoration after the Medal of Honor.
The ribbon is blue and white.
Blue for service, white for the...
Purity of selflessness.
Kind of ironic under the circumstances.
It's old. Korean War, maybe.
Vietnam?
[Mackey] We think Petty Officer Baker was likely trading medals.
We found them in his room,
including this Vietnam-era Navy Cross.
And an archival photo of Frank Doherty
receiving what looks like...
..the same medal.
Wait - so our deserter's also a war hero?
-Starting to look like it. -[DeShawn] Wow.
Says here Frank exposed himself to hostile fire
rescuing a squad of Marines.
Got wounded taking out a machine-gun nest,
but refused medical treatment till the Marines were tended to.
Impressive.
Till he walked out on his pals.
Okay, sure, but it's war, so...
[DeShawn clears throat]
I guess that...it's complicated.
[Mackey] It's not, actually.
You put on that uniform,
you agree to protect the person next to you
no matter what - that's the deal.
AWOL or not, we need to work out if Frank Doherty's still alive,
and if he is, did he kill Eddie Baker?
Extra points for why Baker ended up with Frank's medals too.
[Sighs]
[DeShawn sighs]
-You wanna talk about that? -Nope.
Come on, D.
That is the closest I've seen Mackey
to real-life human emoting.
I tracked down Doherty's file from '71.
[Computer beeps]
Check it out.
It's like a time capsule.
Look, there's even a love letter signed with just 'M'.
-'M' for 'mysterious'. -'M' for 'embarrassing'.
Man, 'cause I can... I can almost smell the perfume.
I'm telling you, Frankie boy had a girlfriend in Sydney.
You think that's her?
He was 20. Probably had a girl in every port.
I don't know. You know, look.
I know true love when I see it.
[Crunch!]
What...
-Wait, is that... -Mmm!
Possession is nine-tenths of the law, amigo.
Damn, girl! I brought that for my lunch.
From yesterday!
I'm saving you from salmonella, taking one for the team.
There's no 'I' in 'team', Evie.
No. But there's an 'I' in 'sushi'.
Her name is Mei Koo.
I aged up this photo.
[Bleeps rapidly]
It got a ping on facial rec.
And she's still living in Sydney.
'M'! What'd I tell you?
She's Frank's girl. We get an address?
I've already sent it to your phone.
Sorry to break it to you, D, but this is a wild-goose chase.
Geese mate for life. Just sayin'.
-Don't you believe in love? -Yes.
Obviously.
Just not in my hot years.
Come on!
A romance endured over decades
in secrecy, against all odds.
-Think about it. -I did.
And then I threw up in my mouth.
See now? See, that's the sushi repeating.
Guilty conscience. Touch me, Blue.
[Chuckles]
[Woman] Who is it?
It's the police, ma'am.
[Locks click]
Mei Koo?
Constable Evie Cooper, AFP.
[DeShawn] Special Agent Jackson, NCIS.
What's this about?
We're investigating the murder
of a US Navy petty officer last night.
We're looking for this man, Frank Doherty,
to help with our inquiries.
I'm afraid you'll have your work cut out for you there.
Frank skipped town with my heart a long time ago.
Really? When was the last time you saw him?
About five minutes after that photo was taken.
"Life is too short not to love long."
I, uh, read your letters to Frank, Ms. Koo.
You wrote that one after the article came out.
What does it matter?
It's all ancient history now.
It matters.
When I mentioned the sailor's death,
you reacted kinda strange.
-Do you know something about it? -Only what I saw on the news.
What? It caught my attention.
Why did this story catch your attention, specifically?
Well, I...
..I suppose something about Eddie Baker
reminded me of Frank.
Step aside. Eddie's name's not been released to the public yet.
[Evie] Where is he? Where's Frank?
[Tense music]
Don't make this harder than it already is.
Where is he?
[Floorboards creak]
Frank?
Come out with your hands up!
You renovating, Frank?
[Door clicks open]
[Footsteps approach]
[JD] How do you wanna do this, Frank?
You tell us what happened
or we tell you what we already know?
Okay, why don't I start?
We found your prints on a shell casing from the crime scene
where Petty Officer Eddie Baker
was found dead.
Why is that?
Why do you think?
Because you killed him.
Not much gets past you, does it, Sergeant?
So what happened, then?
Hmm? Why'd you do it?
-Does it matter? -It does to Eddie's mum, I bet.
How about 'cause Eddie was about to expose you as a coward?
You don't know me, Agent Mackey.
I know you came to Sydney on R & R.
When it came time to leave, you ran away.
You abandoned your post,
leaving others in harm's way.
A coward's a coward, whichever way you cut it.
[JD] So how'd you meet Petty Officer Baker?
[Sighs] Let me just sign the damn statement.
I told you I did it already.
The judge is gonna wanna know why.
[Sighs]
I was robbing him, okay? I needed cash. I saw my chance.
It was a struggle and he got shot.
I dropped the gun and ran.
End of story.
Doesn't really explain this, though.
What are the chances of you robbing someone
who just so happens to have your Navy Cross in their drawer?
Hmm?
Eddie wasn't a stranger, was he, Frank?
[Mackey] Wanna know what I think?
I think you'd been AWOL for 50 years
until Eddie found you.
He threatened to expose you if you didn't pay up,
so you killed him.
Hey.
What happened, Frank?
Like your partner said.
He wanted money for his silence.
If we didn't cough up, he was gonna drop a dime on me.
So you paid up?
What choice did we have?
Mei withdrew the money
and I gave it to him.
It was meant to be a one-off.
What happened last night?
[Sighs]
He was never gonna stop.
That was clear.
I took my old service pistol.
And when he turned up,
I shot him.
Final transaction.
Run the tape. Get a statement of facts drawn up.
[DeShawn] You got it, boss.
Hey, we're meant to be working together in there.
-You saw I had the angle. -You were going too gentle.
Yeah, and you went too hard.
Hard is leaving other people to fight your battles.
Maybe thought they weren't his to fight.
You never served.
Don't expect you to understand.
[JD] You know what? That's not true.
I did a month-long Sea Scout summer camp when I was ten.
Oh, right - that doesn't count?
Okay.
Ask his buddies.
They'll tell you what they think of desertion.
If any of them made it out alive.
Yeah, still, let's not conflate desertion with murder.
Who's conflating? He admitted to both, didn't he?
Well, he could admit to being the Zodiac Killer.
Doesn't mean I'm buying it.
Gunshot residue results came back.
They are...
[Robotically] ..negative.
Mr. Doherty is either super hygienic
or he hasn't fired a gun recently.
Those tests are never conclusive.
[Blue] Yep, copy that.
What about the arthritis? You saw it.
He could hardly hold that cup to his lips
and a .45 is a heavy sidearm.
You really think he could hold and shoot?
When you have to, you find a way.
Okay, so where's the gun?
He said he dropped it and we couldn't find it.
He admitted to killing Baker on tape.
I don't know what's left to discuss.
Take your medicine, Sergeant.
[Tense music]
We got any more details on Baker's last movements?
Ran a PT check.
He tapped on at Kings Cross Station at 3:15
and tapped off at Wynyard at 3:34pm.
After that, nothing.
So time of death was 7:42pm.
That's a ton of time we still need to account for.
Account for it.
[Evie] We're having a little trouble
pinning down Baker's last movements and we were...
You were hoping I could tell you
which grass he was frolicking about on before his death.
You think I'm that good?
I believe in you, Doc.
The grass is kikuyu.
Boom! Kikuyu. My man.
Which narrows it down to about 70% of
playing fields, parks and lawns in the country.
-[Evie sighs] -[DeShawn] Right.
But I can tell you where he went to dinner.
Cop a whiff of that, hey?
Oh. [Clears throat]
-Maybe give us the cheat sheet. -[Metal clangs]
Right, well, Mr. Baker
ingested a meal of turkey pot pie and stout before he died.
I've tested the beer.
It's low in hops and malted barley.
Dark Galley.
-Excuse me? -Name of the beer.
Asked Blue to run a match.
Now, only one pub serves
a beer matching that composition and turkey pot pie
and it is half a click from the crime scene.
[Woman] Yeah, nah.
Yeah?
Nah, yeah.
[Evie] Great. How long was he here for?
What? You got a yes from that?
About an hour or so.
He was having a beer with some bloke, I think.
Theo might remember.
As in ghost tour Theo?
You were in the night the young fella died, weren't you, mate?
Oh, look, it's the constabulary.
This is Eddie Baker.
Did you see him and another man together
on the night he died?
Habeas corpus!
Answer the damn question.
Did you see Eddie Baker here with another man - yes or no?
Yes and yes.
Americans, both.
I'm rather good at accents.
Uh...
Canada. Vancouver.
-South L.A. Inglewood. -Close.
You didn't think to mention this in your statement?
Well, I didn't recognize him
un...until I saw his face on the news,
by which time I assumed that you would have the perpetrator
in manacles.
[DeShawn] Describe the other man.
Well, he had an air of mystery.
Eyes that harbor indelible sadness.
Describe him physically.
Oh.
Oh, I don't know. Old.
That's him.
And what were they doing?
Same as always - having a few drinks and a bite to eat.
I'd seen them before. I assumed they were father and son.
Then what happened?
I left to go back to my office
and don my costume for the evening tour.
I thought nothing more of it until midway through the tour,
in the distance,
I saw two men enter the abandoned building
above the Argyle Steps.
You saw them enter the crime scene moments before the murder
and didn't mention it to the police?
Well, I'm no hero. Only of the spoken word.
Also, I've been operating without a license
or insurance for a wee while now.
-You know how it is. -[Evie] For the love of God!
What time did Doherty and Baker enter the building together?
Well, I...I didn't see him enter the building.
Although I certainly saw him exit it.
You just said you saw two men together.
Precisely.
I saw that man and another man go in together.
What other man?
[Door slams]
[Keyboard clicks]
-[Sighs] -Frank still not talking?
Like a clam.
[DeShawn] Hmm! If that's me, I'm singing like Sinatra.
Besides, who has a beer and a turkey pot pie
with someone that's extorting him?
I mean, I like pie, but...
How'd you go with their financials?
Well, the last two years, regular expenses -
you know, groceries, insurance.
In February this year,
5,000 cash withdrawal.
And the month after that and the month after that too.
So the extortion theory tracks.
[JD] Yeah, but still not the physical evidence
to support Frank as the shooter.
[Evie] That's not the only thing not tracking.
I've been checking the provenance of these
by cross-referencing the numbers Eddie's been calling.
This bad boy was awarded to Gulf War hero Andre Schwartz.
Phone records indicate Eddie had called Schwartz's brother.
So I called him too.
The brother said Eddie had located Andre's medal
and wanted to get it back to him.
-How much was he asking for it? -That's the kicker.
He didn't want a single cent.
-He wasn't trading medals. -[JD] Mm-hm.
He was repatriating them.
[Mei] What do you want now?
Run out of old ladies to harass?
Actually, I just wanted to know who mows your lawn.
[Mei] My lawn?
Why, Frank, of course.
Gonna be hard to keep up with your husband not around, huh?
We're not married.
Too much paperwork. Too risky.
Huh. Either way, you know,
must have been tough to mow with his arthritis.
By the way, we got the results back
from the testing of your grass last time we were here.
It's a rare strain.
Same as we found on Eddie Baker's feet.
You wanna tell us why a kid who mowed your lawn
would wanna extort money from you?
Eddie wasn't the extorter, was he?
He came to you with Frank's medal
to return it.
Eddie had tracked down Frank's sister.
He'd bought Frank's Navy Cross online
and he just wanted to try and get it back to him.
We spoke to the sister.
She said she hadn't spoken with Frank since he jumped ship.
Frank told her not to talk to anyone.
So something about Eddie changed her mind.
And Frank didn't want it back.
It reminded him too much of
what he'd spent his life trying to forget.
But Eddie kept visiting anyway.
Why was that?
Eddie had lost his dad to war.
And I suppose he was...
Whatever he was searching for, he found...in Frank.
[DeShawn] Who's extorting you, Mei?
'Cause there's a good chance whoever it is
killed Eddie Baker.
Frank never told me.
And men of his generation...
..don't like to share the load.
I can't help you.
[Door opens]
What are you waiting for?
Just lock me up already.
[JD] We just spoke to Mei.
We know you didn't kill Eddie Baker.
He mowed your lawn, Frank.
You're really gonna let whoever killed him
walk away scot-free?
I got Mei to think about.
How does protecting whoever's extorting you help Mei?
He's bleeding you dry.
He's threatening a whole lot worse if I give him up.
We can keep Mei safe.
What if you don't catch the guy straightaway?
The first thing he's gonna do is hurt Mei.
-I won't let that happen. -Neither will I.
Because if I take the fall,
he's got nothing more to extort me for.
Mei's off the hook.
And I can finally pay her back
for everything she gave up for me.
You can trust us, Frank.
Please, you've gotta believe me.
A man earns trust.
You haven't earned mine.
Fair enough.
-Where are you going? -[JD] You heard the man.
He doesn't trust me. After all, I never served.
We're not done here, Sergeant.
I'll be outside if you need anything, Captain.
[Taut music]
Come on, Macka.
You got this.
[Frank] Captain?
That supposed to impress me?
You're gonna do what you're gonna do.
I can see that.
So at least tell me why you jumped ship.
Sailor to Marine.
We're not the same.
[Mackey] We both served our country.
Vietnam was different.
Different to where?
Afghanistan?
Iraq?
Marine Light Attack Helicopter Squadron 169.
Multiple tours.
Multiple tours at 500 feet.
You ever killed anyone?
I don't mean up there.
Talking close enough to see the whites of their eyes.
No, Frank. I have not done that.
You ever crawled around a field under enemy fire
looking for your buddy's body parts
after he's been shredded by a claymore?
Oh, they gave me a medal for that one.
So until you've done that...
..you don't get to pass judgment about me leaving my post.
I was stationed in Khost.
Afghanistan.
It was Christmas Eve. Cold as hell.
They were shelling us to make sure we knew it.
That night, three young guys wandered off base.
We searched for them for days. No joy.
Then one night, we got the call.
They'd somehow wound up in a little village
on the wrong side of the border.
ROE said stand down.
Why doesn't that surprise me?
[Switch clicks]
[Sighs]
[Continues inaudibly]
So...me...
..my gunner...and a corpsman
disobeyed a direct order and went anyway.
We flew in under the cover of dark.
Can remember their faces.
They knew they'd screwed up.
Couldn't believe we'd come for them.
We hauled ass back across the border and...
..that's when we came under fire.
We weren't dynamic.
Heavy with fuel and the extra bodies.
I put her down hard in the mountains a few miles from base.
The three guys went home to face the music.
My two...
..went home in body bags.
So maybe we got more in common than you think.
You wanna know why I jumped ship?
Because killing changes you.
Numbs you till you feel nothing at all.
I was disappearing.
Then I met Mei.
She brought me back.
Like oxygen.
She was my shot at redemption and I took it.
And now you wanna protect her.
I get it.
But you can't leave another young sailor behind now.
What happened the night Eddie died?
I spent my life running from myself.
A kid who went to war.
So I...
..buried him deep
to try to forget.
Not that easy, is it?
When I saw what that son of a bitch was doing to Mei...
She was terrified.
Paranoid.
So I dug him back up.
This time, when the extortion demand came in,
I packed the cash...
..and my service pistol.
And Eddie?
We'd been having a drink earlier.
[Chuckles] He could see something was wrong with me
and he asked me what it was.
And I foolishly told him.
He wanted to help.
Now, I told him... I didn't need it
and I left him in the bar.
But he followed you, right?
I didn't know.
When I had that son of a bitch in my sights...
..I couldn't pull the trigger.
And he could see that.
And he grabbed for the pistol.
We were struggling and...
..that's when Eddie came in.
And he...
He tried to take the gun off him.
The wrong blood was spilled.
And who is 'he'?
Who shot Petty Officer Baker?
I'm going away one way or another, Captain.
And I'm not taking Mei down with me.
[Pours liquid]
Come on, boss. This ain't how it's supposed to go.
This isn't how the story ends.
What do you want me to say?
They're gonna ship Frank stateside
and try him for desertion.
He's decided to put Mei's safety above all else.
It's his call.
Can you blame him?
I can't. That's just it.
I mean, it was 50 years ago.
Lot of folks refused to fight and they're long since forgiven.
Frank did two tours.
No shirking there.
-There are laws, D. -What laws?
He's an illegal alien in this country, for starters.
How do you figure that?
Frank was ordered here.
Never got a visa, so he can't have outstayed it.
-You're reaching. -I know.
But if my time at law school taught me anything...
..it's that there's always a loophole.
[Enigmatic music]
Absolutely.
Yes, sir. I'm looking right at him.
[Frank sighs]
Yes, sir, I can assure you
he'll be fully compliant this time around.
I'll see your MPs when they get here.
They're on their way over to pick you up.
Think I don't know what you're doing?
Were you even talking to anyone?
Just thought you'd wanna say goodbye is all.
His mom's gonna take him home
and lay him alongside his dad.
Told me his dad served in the Navy in the Gulf War.
And also received...
..the Navy Cross.
Seems courage is genetic.
Something I gotta ask.
Why the hell did you let Eddie mow your lawn barefoot?
Don't you know how dangerous that is?
[Laughs]
[Weeps]
He'd been stuck in a sub for six months.
Wanted to know the feeling of terra firma under his toes.
None of this would have happened
if he hadn't found that...damn medal.
How did he find it?
I threw it out.
Couldn't stand the guilt.
Mei fished it outta the trash without me knowing.
She loves you.
Warts and all, huh?
[Frank whispers] Yeah.
Mei bequeathed my medal...
..to the Navy Heritage Museum.
[Tense music]
Put out a BOLO for Armen Standish.
What?
He's the extorter.
He's Baker's killer.
[Intense music]
[Siren wails]
Door's open.
[DeShawn] Clear!
Clear.
Albania, Colombia, Cuba.
All countries without extradition treaties
with Australia.
[Phone rings]
Hey, I've got Blue on the line.
[Evie] Looks like Armen's done a runner, guys.
We're canceling his passport as we speak, but might be too late.
Heads up - I just got another ping on Mei's financials.
She's been back to the bank to make another withdrawal.
-When? -[Blue] Seven minutes ago.
And this time it's for 40 grand.
You think it's another handover?
Yeah, it's gotta be.
One last extortion payment. Grab it from Mei and skip town.
Where, though?
[Siren wails]
[Mei] Come on.
I'm giving you a chance.
You may only break your legs.
[Mackey] Mei...
[Mei whispers] I dare you.
I can still pull a trigger.
Mei, put the gun down.
-Stay away. -Call her off!
She's...she's clearly insane. Call her off.
Drop your weapon. We've got this.
This is for Eddie.
Frankie couldn't do it, but I can.
Please, please! Please!
Doesn't have to end like this, Mei.
You and Frank.
I've done some research.
There's still a way out that sees this guy going down
and you two reunited.
But there's something you gotta do first.
What's that?
[Theo] Love.
Did Plato have it right?
Is love the ultimate spiritual beauty?
Or...
..is love strife and torment...
..sacrifice and black storms?
Who is this clown?
I like him.
[Theo] ..thespian said those words.
Laurence Olivier.
Not everyone has experienced love.
So how did DeShawn figure out this whole marriage thing?
He went back to his law school training.
Discovered that in some cases,
marriage can be classified as an extenuating circumstance
when it comes to extradition.
Sounds almost romantic when you put it like that.
[Theo] How fortunate that they have found one another
in a world so bleak.
Humanity is a fickle wench, is she not?
Are you crying?
[Scoffs] What?
No. As if.
[Evie sniffles]
[All] Cheers! Cheers.
Don't tell me. Don't tell me.
New Zealand.
Auckland.
[Laughs] No. No, I'm sorry.
-What about you, Sergeant? -Mmm.
Is that a Wagga Wagga twang I hear?
Not from Gumly Gumly, are you? Ohh!
-[Blue laughs] -[Theo] Huh!
Quite a good little gig you've got going on here.
-NICS. -Mm-hm.
Any openings?
I've been pondering a new vocation.
Yeah. We'll...keep that in mind.
-[Theo] Excellent! Cheers. -Cheers.
-[DeShawn speaks indistinctly] -[Camera clicks]
[Both chuckle]
-Here we go. -Look at your face!
[DeShawn] What are you talking about? My face looks good.
[Evie] Are you kidding?
So you wanna talk about...
..you know... [Clears throat]
Prefer to talk about you and the Sea Scouts, to be honest.
[Chuckles]
Drink?
National pastime, isn't it?
I'll be right back.
[Warm music]
[Music swells]
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