Go! Go!
Piney!
It's not even a real word.
***!
You're feeling better then?
I'm perfectly fine.
Except that bloody doctor won't let me leave.
I think he's trying to bore me to death.
Hey, Brett and Gemma had a baby boy.
- I've just seen them. - That's nice.
I thought you'd be thrilled.
Well what do you want me to do? Dance a jig.
You know people have babies all the time.
That means you'll be carrying an extra load for a while.
Maybe you need me to come and help you out.
Got to go! DNA on the Hyundai!
It's a match for Rachel Griggs. You, stay put.
Local woman, went missing over a week ago.
We've got evidence to suggest your employee,
Lachie Francis, killed her.
Maybe she was one of his dealers.
Maybe they had a fallout over money.
Why are you asking me about this?
- Ask Lachie. - I can't until he's out of ICU.
They've all gone missing up here in the past 12 months,
within the same 40k radius.
I think Lachie's responsible.
He killed them to protect your crops.
This, has nothing to do with me.
Oh, he was pretty willing to kill on your order.
Is that how you wanted me to end up, like Jean Grierson?
Thing is, I don't need to link you to these disappearances.
I've got you stone cold on conspiracy to murder a police officer.
That's a life sentence, Dominic.
Maybe you'll get to share a cell with your son.
Mind you, he'll be out in 10.
Andrea, what if I offer you a deal?
- What sort? - Reduced charges.
In exchange for information about one of these people.
I didn't think you knew them. What's your information?
Do we have a deal?
I don't know until I hear what you've got.
I don't have time for this ***.
Task force will be here any minute to take you to Melbourne.
That guy Miers,
he was a dirty lawyer,
and he went on to become a dodgy judge.
How do you know he was dodgy?
He had his entitled fingers in a lot of pies, including mine.
There were any number of people who wanted him, dead.
This Miers, was there any evidence of bribes,
proceeds of criminal activity, unexplained income?
The guy never even copped a traffic fine.
He could have funnelled the money through somewhere else.
If Schaeffer's telling the truth, and that's a big 'if'.
Run a check for any company directorships Miers may have held.
What have you got there?
Full forensics report of the Hyundai.
They've managed to lift a print off the steering wheel.
You heard about that car we pulled out of Mitchell's Spur?
We found Rachel Griggs' blood on the front end.
We also found your prints inside it.
You want to explain that to me?
- That's Lachie's car, yeah? - Lachie Francis.
Yeah well he's, he's a mate of mine.
I ride around with him sometimes, so...
What's going on?
I'm just talking to Liam about Rachel Griggs.
- What about her? - She's gone missing.
I was just wondering if Liam had anything to do with it.
Where do you think you're going?
I haven't finished talking to you.
Yes you have.
Either you arrest him or you ***.
You're trespassing, Sarge.
I'd hate to have to sic Trudy on to ya.
Helen, I haven't seen you since Tuesday.
- Where have you been? - Oh, I had things to do at home,
and I've had a few issues with Kirra to deal with.
I thought you'd be hard at work painting for your exhibition.
Actually, I've decided to work from home from now on.
You need to rent out the cottage.
I feel like I've overstayed my welcome.
Nonsense.
I just need to spend some more time with my daughter.
She's at a really difficult stage
and I really need to be there for her.
Are you avoiding me?
I can't do this anymore. I'm in a committed relationship.
This was a mistake.
I just, I can't get involved.
For God's sake, don't get so stitched up about it.
I really appreciate everything you're doing for me.
These things inevitably happen.
It's just part of the creative process.
No, you're right. You know, I am too stitched up.
I...
I just can't work like this.
I love Andie.
What if Andie's your problem?
What?
Well, she doesn't understand how artists work.
I'm not saying she's deliberately holding you back--
No! That's not true.
She stifled you.
Maybe she's what you need to break free of.
Helen?
So I checked out Miers.
He's listed as a board member on a whole bunch of companies.
They all seem legit with an online presence except for this one.
Artemis Fidelity Holdings.
There's no info on it. Not even a website.
So I'm thinking if he has been funnelling away dirty money,
maybe this is where it's hidden.
Good work Rez.
We need to access his personal files.
I already spoke to his wife.
She's agreed to meet us at the house.
Alright, let's go.
Rez, Rez, Rez! Go, go, go!
Mrs. Miers! Stop!
Stop what you're doing, right now!
- Get off me! - Calm down!
Are these your husband's company records?
It is an offence to destroy evidence.
He's taken everything else from me.
I'll be damned if I lose this house too.
Come on Mrs. Miers, it's okay.
Hey, what's up? Where are you?
- We've had a break in the case. - Oh, that's great.
I'm driving down to city Homicide to follow up a lead.
Oh really?
- What's wrong? - I was, I was going to cook, that's all.
I thought you'd be at The Farm.
And I thought given we're child free,
we could, we could have a night in.
I was going to make that Burmese chicken thing you love.
With cardamon and coconut?
- Hm-mm. - Okay.
Well, I'll definitely be home by dinner time.
Great.
- Well drive safe. Love you. - Love you too.
Bye.
Thanks for seeing me, Nico. Have a look at this.
I can now connect three of my victims.
Miers, missing; Novak, missing; Grierson, murdered
all members of this company, Artemis Fidelity Holdings.
- Who's that? - Claire Harris.
She's also missing, but she's not a company director,
but she was having an affair with this guy, David Miers.
It looks like someone is deliberately trying to target them.
So what's this got to do with my Haber investigation?
See this Max Phillips,
he was an obstetrician at Fairhaven Hospital in Melbourne.
- Fairhaven? - Hm-mm.
- Where Haber worked? - Yep.
He died in 1999, and Patrick Haber replaced him as Head of Obstetrics.
- So you think Haber killed him? - Oh, no.
Philips died of cancer,
but I think Haber might've killed Grierson
and my other missing persons.
- Wow. - Yeah.
What's his motive?
I don't know yet.
But it's got to have something to do with this company.
That's the link between them all.
But you didn't come across this Artemis in your investigation?
Nah, it doesn't ring a bell.
But we think we know what sat behind the parricide.
Yeah?
Yeah, he's what we call a family annihilator.
He had significant gambling debts,
was mortgaged to the max, about to lose the family home.
He couldn't face them. That's why he did it.
We also got a statement from the receptionist at his rooms,
who suspected one of his patients was blackmailing him.
Who?
About what?
Andie, great to see you.
- Hey Jo. - Come in. Sit down.
Thank you.
I heard about your run-in with Schaeffer.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.
How's the homicide and missing persons investigation going?
That's why I'm here.
I need Financial Crime to look into this company for me.
There's nothing online about them,
but three of the victims were part of it,
and the fourth company director links them to Dr. Patrick Haber.
That can't be a coincidence.
Okay, consider it done.
Thank you.
I'm sorry to hear about Sam Dyson's health issues.
- Do you know Sam? - He's an old friend from our Academy days.
In fact, you've got Sam to thank for your transfer up the bush.
Really? How come?
We discussed it after Dominic Schaeffer
made those threats against you?
Sam suggested you'd be a fine replacement for him
and it'd keep you out of harm's way.
Seemed like a win-win.
The old bugger, he never told me.
Kramer.
Yes, she's right here.
What's going on?
- They *** in my Falcon. - What?
They were picked up in the Docklands, doing 85 in a 50 zone.
Jesus! They were supposed to be in school camp.
They cut it.
They were at his mum's place. They had no idea.
No more Ms. Cool Parent.
You're grounded and I'm taking your phone.
What?
You messed up, Kirra. Big time!
Just because I dodged that stupid school camp.
Because you got caught speeding in an unregistered vehicle.
- I wasn't driving. - I don't care!
Anything could have happened.
Like you give a shit.
You're always at work, and Helen
spends all her time at that stupid farm.
You better pull your head in, Kirra or--
Or what?
Try me.
A ha!
Here you are.
I've just been visiting Brett and Gemma,
and they're gorgeous baby boy.
- What do they call him? - Haven't decided yet.
It's baby Sweet for now.
- Kid will get a complex. - Brett will make a great dad.
Hmm, yeah.
The flowers are lovely.
I failed you.
What are you talking about?
Luke.
I made you a promise.
Now look at me.
Practically bedridden.
It's okay.
It's not okay.
You haven't failed me, Sam.
You've done everything humanly possible,
and now, you have to look after yourself.
So how's this latest stunt going to impact community service order?
It won't. She wasn't charged with anything,
being the passenger.
Still, she's grounded and I've confiscated her phone.
I owe you an apology, Kee.
I've been spending way too much time at The Farm.
I've been putting my needs ahead of yours,
but that is going to change.
From now on I am going to paint from home,
and I will be a better mum.
Promise.
You hungry?
- Mm-mm. - Okay.
Thank you for cleaning up.
Thanks for dinner...
...and how you handled that
the whole Kirra thing.
It was great.
I feel like I've, um,
I've been neglecting you two, these past few weeks.
- I'm sorry-- - No, you're not the only one.
I can't talk.
I'll make it up to you...
...somehow.
- Just hold that thought. - What are you doing?
I'm going to give this to the dingo.
Don't encourage it.
- I'll just start hanging around all the time. - No, it's okay.
It's protecting us.
Hey.
Hey!
Come on!
Come to bed.
I got a tonne of work.
Ah, it'll be there tomorrow, come on.
Okay.
How's your self portrait going?
Still working on it.
Sorry about waking you up.
Finally got the mongrel.
That's the Mason's dog.
They're not going to be happy.
- What's happened? - *** you!
I thought you were on afternoon shift.
I'm going to be there all day.
Might even just crash at the station, if I get on a roll.
- It's just a painting. - Is it?
Is that what it is? Just a painting.
I wanted to tell you.
I was going to the other night,
but you were just so upset about Sam.
It was just once.
I swear to you I didn't mean for it to happen.
I can hardly remember it.
I mean, I was, I was smoking a joint.
I was off my face. That's not an excuse.
I told you what you were risking
and you said you didn't give a shit.
No I didn't say that.
You said the risk was worth it, and I said, "What about us?"
And do you remember what you said?
You said that you were an adult
and you get to make your own shitty adult decisions.
Well guess what, Hel, you sure as *** made one.
Why didn't you just stay up there?
Because I want to be here.
You were saying you were sorry
for putting your needs before ours
and being a better mum to Kirra.
That's not why you're staying away from The Farm.
You're embarrassed. You're guilty.
Yes, but I do, I do want to be home.
Oh, oh, well that's too bad because there is no home.
- Whatever home we had, you just *** destroyed it. - No!
I'm sorry.
What do you want me to do? Just tell me and I will do it.
I want you to go.
If mum's going, I'm going with her.
Yep, that's fine.
- Morning. - Morning.
Um, why aren't you at the hospital?
Oh, Gem and the bubs came home last night.
You're on paternity leave.
Gem's already sick of me hanging around
and her mum's staying here with us.
Both practically kicked me out of the house this morning.
Listen, alright, with this case hanging over our heads,
you need me.
I don't need anyone.
Right.
So, ah, you don't want me to show you
what the Financial Crime Squad came up with?
What is it?
Forensic accountants sent this through.
They found in the company's financials -
a list of payments, over a hundred grand.
Some of them are clumped together.
Three or four in a year, and then no payments for several years.
When I found one, that I think you'd be very interested in.
March 3rd, 1998, 200 grand. Have a look who it was made by.
Hey! Hey, you can't take that.
What the ***, Rez! What are you looking for?
- I can't talk about it. - Is it about Mum?
I'm sorry, Mads.
Well, how am I expected to bloody remember,
it was nearly 30 years ago!
It was 200 thousand dollars, Mr. Harris,
I suggest you rack your brain.
You, you can't take that. I run the ranch off that.
It's listed in the warrant.
Everything will be inventoried
and returned as soon as possible.
Can you tell me about this, please?
It was a one-off investment. Um, never paid.
I was advised by my broker. I sacked that idiot years ago.
- What did the company do? - I've got dozens of investments.
Some good, some lousy.
I cannot be expected to remember every single bloody one of them.
Take a look at the directors.
Recognise their names?
What about Judge Miers?
Who's been having an affair with your wife!
Well, you know that I only recently discovered that.
What about Max Phillips?
- Never heard of him. - Sarge!
Found a safe.
It's locked.
We can always send it to Melbourne.
Get it forced open.
Claire's, I guess.
Alright, I'll leave the cash and jewellery,
but I'm confiscating the gun.
We're also taking this box.
Thanks for your cooperation. We'll be in touch.
Done. I'll organise a courier.
Thanks.
Man, if I knew that I'd be
sorting through musty papers all day,
I reckon I would've stayed home.
Offer's still there.
Check it out.
Gemma reckons it's wind.
That's a girl.
- How can you tell? - Ah, it's obviously Maddie.
Shit!
This was done at Fairhaven.
Hey Rez, have you processed Maddie Harris's gun licence yet?
Yeah, but the application's still in the system.
Hey, grab me a photocopy of her birth certificate, will you?
What are you thinking, Sarge?
Hmm...
Jean Grierson, she worked as a midwife, didn't she?
Ah yeah, years ago.
Back in the eighties and nineties, I think. Why?
Huh...
Harris lied.
I really appreciate this.
There wasn't anywhere else I could go. Yeah...
Well, you must be Kirra.
And you must be the *** that *** my mum.
Oh, this is Kirra.
Yes, we've just been getting acquainted.
She's got your spirit, I can tell.
It'll just be for a couple of days.
I'm going to look for a place in Mansfield close to Kirra's school.
Nonsense, you've got the cottage for as long as you need, rent free.
Oh no, that's way too generous. I can't accept that.
It's not so generous. Not really.
You can work here on your exhibition unconstrained,
and when you're a massive success,
I can bask in your reflected glory.
Be nice.
Mr. Harris?
Mr. Harris!
What is it now?
We need to talk.
What can you tell me about this?
Ah, could make head nor tail of those things.
We found it in that box from your safe.
When I asked you, you told me you'd never heard of Max Phillips.
I haven't.
Maddie was born at Fairhaven Hospital.
July 26th, 1998.
The obstetrician who delivered her...
...was Max Phillips.
Look, he was, it's just a face and a mask to me.
Obviously Claire had a closer relationship with him.
The year of Maddie's birth matches that payment you made.
So?
200 grand!
That's not a standard obstetrics fee, is it?
Michael Novak was a senior public servant
who worked for Adoptions Victoria.
Max Phillips and Dr. Patrick Haber, both obstetricians.
Jean Grierson, was a nurse,
and at one time she specialised in midwifery.
You see the pattern?
Okay, I'll go down to the house and talk to Maddie.
No!
We tried to have a baby for years.
Carry on the legacy.
We couldn't, it was my fault.
I was...
We waited too long and too old to adopt.
They didn't want a bar of us all our money and wealth.
It meant ***!
And Claire, she somehow knew these people.
I don't know how, I didn't ask too many questions,
but she told me that these people,
they had a way to bypass the agencies,
but for the right price.
So I paid, I paid willingly,
and Claire, she, she spent six months
away from the ranch so that she could bring the kid back,
claim it was hers.
Ours!
Did you kill those people, Mr. Harris?
Jesus Christ! Why would I do that?
You were desperate to keep it a secret.
- Cover it all up. - No!
- No, that's ***. - You killed everyone involved
in Artemis who knew about Maddie, including your own wife.
No! No! That is crazy!
I love Claire.
I loved her.
But she *** betrayed me!
Don't tell Maddie, please. I'm begging you.
Don't, don't tell her.
- Here you go, boss. - Thanks.
So you reckon this Artemis is an illegal adoption scheme?
Going all the way back to the seventies.
That's when it was incorporated.
So, 50 years...
And this guy, Novak, he must had access to parents
who'd been rejected for adoption, right?
And who were desperate
and rich enough to pay the big bucks, like Bryan Harris.
And Haber?
He obviously took over when Phillips died.
I can see how Grierson fits in.
And Miers.
- Crooked lawyer. - Hmm.
I'd say he set it up - falsified legals.
Claire must have met him when Maddie was born.
You reckon that's when the affair started?
So, who killed them and why?
Haber's the most likely.
Or somebody with a grudge.
I'm not dead yet.
Do you know something I don't?
I had this dream they chopped off my legs.
So my dodgy ticker didn't have to work so hard.
Oops.
Phew!
So, what's going on?
I kicked Helen out of the house this morning and um,
Kirra went with her.
Why'd you go and do a stupid thing like that for?
Classic abandonment issues.
You were scared she was going to leave,
so you decided to get in first.
Hmm.
Is that a habit of yours?
I said classic, didn't I.
My dad died when I was five.
My mum, she pretty much left me at the same time.
Grief and alcohol swallowed her
and now she's got dementia,
and she's leaving me all over again.
I'm sorry.
Alright Sam, it's time for your ECG.
- It's fine, you can stay. - Ah, that's okay.
By the way, I ran into Jo Kramer.
Apparently I've got you two to thank
for dragging me up here.
Aah, seemed like a good idea at the time.
- Night, night. - Good night.
Alright, Sam, let's get your finger.
How we feeling mate?
- Eh, a bit tired. - You alright?
Okay, let's get this done. It won't take long.
- It's too bloody hot. - It's not too hot, Liz.
- It's burning my tongue. - I cooled it right down.
Come on
- Andie! - Hey.
You've caught us right in the middle of dinner.
Okay. Your mum's in a bit of a tricky mood tonight.
Hey Mum!
Oh, what's on the menu?
Stir-fried chicken.
Ooh, lemon meringue pie.
Looks pretty good.
It's not fit for a pig.
You love your veggies, especially this one.
What's this? Oh, broccolini. Oh, garlicy.
It's too hot!
Here we go.
Open up.
Hey, if you don't eat it, I will.
It would go better with a Shiraz.
Amen to that. What have you got?
Apple juice.
Tastes like cat piss!
You're not a nurse.
Nope. I'm a cop.
What have I done?
No, I'm your daughter.
You're not mine.