- I saw Clarry Tuesday night, in the bushes down at the water hole.

- Can I speak to your partner that you were with that night?

- He wasn't my partner.

- [Amos] We're shutting you down, woman.

- [Sandra] Oh, no, you can't.

Please give them back.

- That's Black fella business.

I reckon these'd be better to stay on country, where they belong.

- You don't want me to dig because there's more down there.

Is that it?

(intriguing music) - I may not have been the best cop, but I know where I'd look first.

Hey, hold on, cowboy.

These are serious people, mate.

You need back up.

(strike thuds) (he grunts) (gun clatters) - You killed Dylan.

And Clarry.

(gunshot fires) (groans) Emilio!

(Emilo gurgling) (brooding upbeat music) (animals calling) ♪ Someone's got to take the blame ♪ ♪ Things will never be the same ♪ ♪ And it burns as it goes down ♪ ♪ And it burns when it comes back around ♪ ♪ It's not like it was before ♪ ♪ It's hard to really be so sure ♪ ♪ 'Cause it burns as it goes down ♪ ♪ And it burns when it comes back around ♪ ♪ What lies and ♪ ♪ Disguises ♪ ♪ Can let it go ♪ ♪ This side is ♪ ♪ Too dark to ♪ (car door pops open) ♪ Shake this shadow ♪ ♪ It's too dark ♪ (car door slams) ♪ It's too dark ♪ ♪ It's too dark ♪ ♪ To shake this shadow ♪ - I told you this was finished.

(birds chirping) - You know what you know.

And I know what I know.

(bucket handle clunks) (stick smacks bush) (birds cawing) - Zoe used to tell me she'd pray to be invisible.

Why would she do that?

- I don't know.

- The only reason a person would want to be invisible is to hide from something.

Or someone.

- Look, I've already told you everything I know about Zoe.

It was so long ago.

- Why did you become a minister?

- When I heard the word of Jesus, I knew it was the truth and that I'd spend my life spreading that truth.

- And was it the word of Jesus to round up all the Black fellas?

Put 'em on missions?

Deny our culture?

Take our kids away?

- The wrongs of the past are terrible.

But suffering, even great suffering is temporary.

God's love is permanent.

- So God won't abandon us?

But when a Black kid goes missing in a rural town, where's God been for the last decade?

- Oh, I prayed the bones weren't Zoe's, I did.

- Your prayers?

Zoe held on to that cross.

And she prayed for someone to answer her.

And nobody, not even your God, answered.

He just sits up there and says nothing.

- She talked about a boy.

I... I don't know.

I honestly don't know who.

But I could tell she was afraid.

- Of him?

- I don't know anymore.

(door creaks) (footsteps padding) (flowers rustling) (footsteps departing) (door thuds) (gate latch clicks) (footsteps departing) (he sighs) (water trickling) (tap squeaks) (he exhales, grunts) (kids playing) (birds chirping) (vehicle revs outside) (tires screeching) (horn honks) (screeching continues) (horn blares) - Get in.

(tires screeching) (engine starts, revs) (tires squealing) (throttle revs) (loud rock music blares) (engine revs) (tires squealing) - [Fran] Phillip!

Get out of the car!

(engine shuts off) - What you gonna do, shoot me?

- Get on the ground now.

Shoot me!

- Get on the ground.

Now!

- I'm right here!

Shoot me.

Go on, shoot me!

- [Woman] I said inside!

- Come on, cuz, on the ground.

(vehicle purrs) (object clunks) When should I let him go?

- When he proves that he's not a threat to himself.

- He's hurting, Jay.

- First thing you do is keep him breathing.

- "I pulled over to make a phone call.

I heard several bangs in the factory.

I went inside where Emilio Gordon pointed a gun at me.

I was in fear for my life when Detective Swan arrived and shot Emilio Gordon."

Does that sound right?

You did the world a favor.

- [Simon] He was a mate, and I shot him in the back.

- Yeah, a mate who leaves headless bodies around.

Consider yourself lucky.

Look, go over it again.

You need to get the statement down.

Detective Swan.

- You wanted to see me?

- Yeah, just got word that a Critical Incident Officer's being flown up.

He's gonna be taking statements tomorrow.

- Okay.

- You need to say that you shot Emilio Gordon.

- You're joking, right?

- It was an execution of your duties, saving a civilian's life.

- Look, we can just tell them what happened, and I'll cop it sweet.

- Yeah, then Detective Swan would have to admit that he dropped his service revolver and that you used it to kill someone.

And you, you'd be in jail waiting till they investigate.

No one needs that.

- I'll do it if you're all right with it.

- I'll think about it.

(footsteps departing) (door slams) (Swan sighs) - Everything okay?

Hey, I'm still waiting on an ID on them bones from the coroner.

They're giving me the run around.

Been talking to this one, that one, this one.

- Well, tell them it's from Bosco.

- Bosco?

(door bangs) - You do that, and you meet me in the car.

(Swan's footsteps departing) (door thuds) ♪ My love for you, baby ♪ (music plays on radio) ♪ When times are hard ♪ (knife cutting) - You only ever get on the charge when Jimmy 2 comes around.

He's no good, that fella.

So what?

That's it?

You just gonna let people walk all over you?

- Nobody walks over me.

- Oh, nobody walks over me!

True to God.

You let him.

You let that white woman.

She's still at the dig site.

Look at you.

When are you gonna stand up?

(wind whistling) (helicopter whirring) (engine shuts off) (bird calling) - [Fran] What are we doing back here?

- Are you with him?

- Who?

- Owen.

Since I've been here, I've been pushed in one direction.

Like somebody doesn't want me looking any other way.

And the one person standing in my view is your boss.

- So what are you trying to say?

- I'm gonna ask you again.

Are you with him?

- No.

And I don't have to prove myself to you.

I took this job because Black women go missing and men who think they're cowboys are too busy having pissing contests.

I don't care about Owen or you.

I'm doing my job.

- I've been told to say that I shot Emilio Gordon.

Your boss wants me out of town.

- So you gonna say you did it?

So you're the dirty cop.

You're the one lying.

- Suzi-John said that she saw two men bashing Clarry.

Dylan and another man.

Someone that she's too scared to name.

- Emilio.

- Everybody wants it to be Emilio.

But Owen was on that night, too.

- [Fran] Yeah, but he was on duty.

- Oh, you were with him, were you?

- No, but... (Fran sighs) - If anything happens to me, I want you to look out for Mary.

And Shevorne.

Will you do that?

(tools clanking) (footsteps reverberate) Tell me what you see.

- A meth lab?

- Now tell me what you don't see.

- No pill presser.

No yaba.

(cellphone vibrating) It's the lab.

Yeah?

Yeah, for Bosco.

I'll tell Detective Swan you say hello.

You could?

Prelim results is fine.

What?

- Yeah.

Bit full-on.

- [Mary] Mm.

(he chuckles softly) - So Jay's gonna say I had the gun pointed at me and he took the shot.

- So Jay's gonna cover for you?

- Yeah.

He's a good bloke, Jay.

So this whole thing's got me thinking, yeah?

Life's too short, and I don't want to muck around anymore, 'cause I like you, Mary.

I really like you.

And I want to take you somewhere special.

- What are you thinking?

- I know a place, and I think you'll like it.

- Okay.

Sure.

- Yeah?

Good.

- I got to go to work.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- I'll see you later?

- Yeah.

- Alright.

- The prelim ID on the bones says they're not Zoe Mead.

They're male.

- How'd you get the test back so fast?

- Well, I was hoping Detective Swan could help me on the case.

- Detective Swan shouldn't even be here any longer.

- I have a few things to clear up.

I need to talk to Phillip in the lock up.

- I let him go.

- What?

- He was no longer a danger to himself, and if I kept him here any longer, you'd have been in trouble, Franny.

I've tolerated your attitude so far, but you're on thin ice, Detective.

This is my station.

You can go back to your motel.

Sit down, Constable.

(cellphone vibrating) - Mary.

Yeah.

(vehicle purrs softly) (engine stops) (door thuds) - You had a gun pointed at your head?

- Your boyfriend been talking?

- I've actually come here to check on you.

Oh, forget it.

- I'm not convinced the man that we got is the man that's behind all this.

- Why do you think that?

- It's just a feeling.

- Right.

And how does that stack up in a court of law?

'Cause I thought they actually needed evidence.

Why can't you be happy you just did your job and didn't get killed?

If you keep chasing death, Jay, one day you'll get it.

- It's not that simple.

(Mary scoffs) (pensive music) (engine starts, revs) (engine revs) (keyboard clacking) - I'm just gonna go and see Doug at the Gun Club.

Somebody broke that back gate again.

Look, Franny, I know you wanted this to be Zoe, but... (door thuds) (pensive music) (keys jingle) (key clicks in lock) (engine starts) (engine revs) (pensive music) (mouse button clicks) (pensive music) (Fran sighs) (suspenseful music) (suspenseful music) (suspenseful music) (USB stick clunks) (rev of vehicle approaching) (tense music) (engine shuts off) (tense music) (music intensifies) (Owen sighs) - Boss.

- [Owen] Forgot my phone.

(low suspenseful music) (door clanks) (footsteps departing) (door clacks) - [Fran] So he leaves here.

And then he comes back here.

- Well, it fits the time frame for when Suzi-John saw two fellas with Clarry.

You keep this quiet, okay?

Alright?

- Yeah.

- [Jay] Have you seen Phillip?

- [Fran] Not since this morning.

- [Jay] He's not home?

- I haven't told him the bones aren't Zoe's yet.

- Any idea who it is?

- Nothing, but look at this.

- [Jay] They knew each other?

- I can't believe Owen's a murderer.

- You cross one line, you can cross others.

(engine starts) (birds chirping) - [Woman] I see you, mob!

(music playing on radio) (women chattering indistinctly) - [Sandra] Amos, stop!

Stop.

Amos, what are you doing?

Please, can you stop this?!

Amos.

- What wrong with you?

I told you, this place shut down.

- [Sandra] You don't understand.

Amos.

Amos, listen to me.

You don't understand.

- Hey, hey, you don't understand.

I'm the boss for this one here, and I'm hunting you out.

- Amos, you're making a big mistake here.

I found it.

The plastic bag.

- What bag?

(strike thuds) - Hey!

You want to be big boss, hey?

Hey!

Hey look up!

Go on!

- That's enough!

Enough, enough!

- Get away from her!

(tense music) - -You mind your own business.

- Get away from her.

- Do you know who you're talking to?

- I know who you are.

You don't talk for me.

Come on, let's go.

- But I... I... - Let's go.

(vehicle approaching) (waves washing) - Shevorne, a word.

You see Phillip around?

- No.

- Thought you two were... - Not anymore.

And he chucked in his job.

- [Jay] Since when?

- This week.

- Well, if you see Phillip around, you let me know, okay?

- What, so you can lock him up again?

(people chattering) (crickets chirping) (engine starts) (engine revs) (music plays from house) (indistinct conversation) (pop music continues playing) - [Suzi-John] You need to grow up.

You need to man up.

You know what?

(inaudible) (upbeat music continues) (Owen stomping away) (car pinging) (door slams) (engine revs) (vehicle departs) (bottle clinks) (vehicle approaching) (mellow music) (engine shuts off) (door thuds) - Hey, Dad.

- Hello, daughter girl.

- Making friends, Mookie?

You should try it.

(bag thuds) Should've known.

You look like you've had a full-on day.

(flames cracking) - The bones weren't Zoe's.

- Poor thing.

- Bones of a young person were found in a bag at the front of church.

- Do you know who they belong to?

- Not sure.

(solemn music) Hey, do you know if Zoe was seeing anyone?

She have a boyfriend?

Any male friends she was hanging out with?

- She was seeing Buddy Nolan.

- Who?

- Buddy Nolan.

- And how old were these bones?

- The coroner said 15 years.

I think they've been buried 15 years.

- It's so sad, just... left in a bag like that.

- We're Blackfellas.

We're used to it.

- Yeah, but it doesn't mean it can't change.

- (scoffs) Yeah, now you're gonna listen?

- There are still allies out there.

And you know who left the bones at the church?

- Not yet.

(footsteps stomping) - [Woman] Hey, sis, coming to the pub?

- Nah, I'll see youse later, eh?

(crickets chirping) (waves lapping) (clanging noise) (shouting in distance) (man groaning) (groaning continues) (man grunting) (thudding noise) (suspenseful music) (grunting and groaning grows louder) (thudding and banging) (man coughing) (man grunting) (blows thudding) (man grunts) (punches thudding) (man grunting) (birds chirping) (dog barking in distance) (Mervyn speaking in native language) (she sighs) - Hey, now, Dad, cup of tea outside for you.

- Mm.

- So it's really over, then?

- Yeah.

With no permission from the community, the university can't support my funding, so I just wasted three years.

But I did appreciate the drink last night.

It was really nice to talk to somebody.

And to meet Mervyn.

- Nice meeting you, too.

Going now.

- Hey, don't pack up too fast.

I got a proposal.

- Yeah?

- In the '20s, English archeologists collected bones from our burial sites for their studies.

Took the bones of my great-great-grandfather.

Sent him off to your university to bag, tag, and display.

Now they consider him their property.

- So you want repatriation?

- It was my mother's final wish.

And you'd know.

All them books you write about us.

Our dead can't rest until our bones are returned to country.

- And if I can do that, you'll give me permission?

- We're similar.

We're fighters.

You want to call it allies, you can call it that.

- You're feeding my ego.

(she snorts softly) There's just one problem.

- Jimmy 2 want to play that cultural card, let him play it.

- [Mary] So what did Lenna do for her show and tell, then?

- She bring in her dolls.

- [Mary] Wow!

What, like them unicorn dolls?

- No, her Barbie dolls.

- Ah, Barbie dolls.

Yeah, right.

What are you gonna do then?

- [Ava] I'm going to bring in the shells.

- That's a good idea.

- [Ava] We... Mummy!

- Hi, baby.

- Where you been?

- Overtime.

- Aah.

All night overtime, eh?

Can't pick up your phone overtime?

Time for school, Ava.

- It's all right.

I'll walk with her.

Let's go.

- See ya!

(birds chirping) - Can you walk ahead, bub?

- Hi.

Have you done it?

- I need more time.

- Shevorne, listen to me.

It's just one phone call.

You care about Ava, don't you?

- Leave my daughter out of this.

- They just want to talk to him, that's it.

- Just stay away from me!

- So yes, here.

We stand here now.

I started to dig here.

I think we are continuing here since I found the grindstone there, but... - Okay.

- But the depth... - [Jimmy 2] How much she paying you off?

- Not a damn thing.

- The elders have elected for payment to go to community projects instead of any individuals.

They will also be co-authors on any findings.

- Elders?

Big cultural woman now, eh?

- This is a sacred women's site.

Or did you forget that?

(stick scraping) - You okay?

(quiet pensive music) (phone keyboard clicking) (line ringing) (cellphone vibrating) (Jay groans) - Hello?

- [Shevorne] Hey, Jay.

- Mm.

- I need your help.

(Jay groans) (gritty dramatic music) (engine revs) (engine shuts off) (handbrake cranks) (uneasy music) (birds cawing) (cattle mooing) - Shevorne!

(cattle mooing) (birds chirping) (gunshots firing) (water sploshes) (dramatic music) (bullets ricochet) (gunshots firing) (gunshot fires) (window shatters) (engine starts, revs) (intense dramatic music) (engine purring) - Phillip.

- Hey!

Hey brother, you want to slow down, huh?

It's a roundabout, brah.

(horn honks) Slow down.

I want to tell you something!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, hey!

Hey, I heard something there, brah!

Hey, stay there!

It's alright!

You guys, right?

- [Driver] Get out of the way.

- Huh?

Huh?

Hey?

Huh?

What's that?

(Phillip grunting) - [Jay] Hey?

Hm?

(Phillip groans) Hey?

(approaching vehicle revs) (tires scuffing in dirt) (engine shuts off) (door thuds) - [Phillip] Get off me, you dog!

Hey, get off me!

Argh!

Argh!

(Phillip groans) (handcuffs clinking) Help!

Somebody help me!

- Who do you need help from?

- Argh!

You!

- What am I gonna do?

You tell me about the yaba, then you can go and do whatever it is that you want to go and do.

- I'm not tellin' you nothin'!

- Well, then I'll just wait.

- Argh!

Somebody help me!

Help me someone!

Help!

Help!

- Help's right here.

Right here.

(dirt scatters) (Phillip panting) (high heels crunching in dirt) - Hey, fella.

We've got about 10 minutes in these bloody shoes.

- Wow.

(upbeat pop music playing on radio) (music continues) (engine purring) (music playing faintly) (Phillip spits) (he sniffles and whimpers) - You ready to talk yet?

- Why are you doin' this to me?

- You're doing this to yourself.

- I want to die.

I want to end this.

- Why?

You want more hurt?

You want to give your family more pain?

(Phillip sniveling) Why don't you tell me what it is that I don't understand?

Hey?

(Phillip panting) (plank thuds) Tell me.

That when you lay down at night, waiting to sleep, and when it finally comes, you hope you don't wake up?

But you lie there staring up at the light that's coming through the window.

And it's still there.

- What's still there?

- Life.

(Phillip sniffles) - When I was eight, (somber music) when Zoe was gone, I used to look for her every night.

I'm still looking.

When I close my eyes, all I see is my sister, my mother, crying.

I just want to switch it off.

- You want to be mourned, is that what you want?

All your brother boys gather around, having a charge.

And then what?

- It doesn't matter what.

- It does matter.

Your family carry the pain.

Community, they wear the scars.

(brooding ambient music) ♪ There's no light from the farmyard ♪ ♪ There's no girl at the cabin door ♪ ♪ There's no shelter at the bus stop ♪ ♪ There's nothing out there no more ♪ - Whoa!

Whose place is this?

- It's a mate's.

He let me have it for the weekend.

- True.

Well, I'm impressed.

- [Simon] Good.

That was the plan.

One second.

(cork pops) Hey!

Right.

(fire crackles) (crickets chirping) (firewood clunking) - [Phillip] I'm scared.

- [Jay] I can protect you.

I know people have lied to you before, but I'm not lying to you now.

But the only way I can help you is if you tell me who you're working for.

(vehicle purrs softly) (engine running idle) (engin shuts off) (knock on window) (electric window whirs) - Detective Swan, you're a hard man to find.

- Can this wait until tomorrow?

- No.

I've already got a statement from the Sergeant about the shooting, so I've just got one question for you.

Is that the truth?

- Where'd they drag you in from, Internal Affairs?

- Is it the truth?

- No.

- Makes sense.

I'll admit I was surprised to see you caught in a shooting with Declan James.

- Who?

- Declan James.

Goes under Simon Rowland now.

Left the force under a cloud.

Went off the radar until now.

- Why'd he leave?

- Word is he was about to be caught in a drug importation sting.

He resigned the week before the bust.

- He shot Emilio Gordon, not me.

(crickets chirping) (moth fluttering) (soft music) (wildlife chirping) (soft music) (water lapping) (Simon exhales) (utensils clunking) - Do you think I'm stupid?

- What?

- This is your place, isn't it?

- It's why I brought you here.

(Mary chuckles) - Jesus.

- What are you thinking?

- I'm thinking, "Where does an ex-cop get all this money?"

I'm thinking that maybe I don't want to know the answer.

- Does it matter?

One weekend in six I'm away for business.

And in a week's time, I'll have enough for that to be over, as well.

There'll be nothing to know.

- If I don't ask questions.

- Did Jay tell you what he did when he went to work?

The lines he had to cross?

I did way worse as a cop than anything now.

- That's different.

- Is it?

You slept beside Jay every night, and you could because you didn't ask and he didn't tell.

I was a cop for 19 years.

I got spat on, abused, beaten.

And I gave and lost everything to that job.

And when I got out, the Force just turned their back on me, and I walked away with nothing.

- So you went and got yourself something.

- Do you believe in second chances?

You deserve this, Mary.

(soft acoustic music) (table thuds) Sorry.

I didn't mean that.

I... - It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

- Yeah?

(she chuckles softly) - Um, where's the bathroom in this castle of yours?

- It's, um... down the hallway, through the bedroom.

- Okay.

I'll see you in a minute.

(footsteps receding) (introspective music) ♪ The kids just need a way ♪ ♪ The kids just need a way ♪ ♪ The kids just need a way home ♪ (Mary sighs) ♪ The kids just need a way ♪ ♪ The kids just need a way ♪ ♪ The kids just need a way home ♪ (she exhales deeply) (Mary sighs) (Simon clunking from hallway) ♪ Big Joe, hold tight ♪ (bag unzips) ♪ Big Joe, hold tight ♪ (cellphone tapping) ♪ Big Joe, hold tight ♪ ♪ I'm coming ♪ ♪ Big Joe, hold tight ♪ ♪ Big Joe, hold tight ♪ - [Mary] Hi, you've called Mary.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, you've called Mary.

Leave a message after the beep.

- I stuffed up.

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