♪♪ Joan: Just take your shirt off.

Ooh, are we a little coy?

Gina: You're not really available, are you?

[ Laughs ] Good night.

Jack: Good night.

Brad: Sometimes you do things, and you realize... Jack: You're not who you thought you were.

Rosemary: You humiliated me in front of everyone I care about.

Jack: I am sorry.

Truly.

That's what I came here for.

It's a Land Cruiser.

You can't miss it.

It's the one on its roof.

Now just get the thing, will you, and just tow it to that address I gave you in Sunny Hills.

Officer: Darby.

Like the detective inspector.

Jack: Common name.

Liz: I see.

Not a father-daughter call on Christmas Eve.

Jack: Come on, Lizzie.

Liz: Detective Inspector.

Jack: I rang my daughter, Liz.

I asked her about Ian.

Joan: What did you find?

Jack: He's wanted for murder.

[ Instrumental music plays ] Woman: In 800 meters, you will reach your destination.

♪♪ Joan: Come on, girl.

You can do it.

Come on.

Jack: Maybe I should get out and push.

What do you reckon?

[ Diesel barks ] Joan: Come on.

You're nearly there.

[ Engine sputtering ] ♪♪ Oh, sod it.

Do I at least get a prize for getting so close?

Jack: Yep.

You get to carry the petrol can.

Joan: Perfect.

Jack: We'll fill up.

Be back on the road before you can say... Joan: Bloody hell.

Jack: Right.

I'll ring Liz.

Tell her we can't make the interview today.

Joan: What's the point, anyway?

I mean, what can I add to a proper police investigation?

Jack: Listen, you've come all this way for answers.

Liz'll help you get 'em.

Joan: [ Sighs ] Jack: Hey.

You'll like her.

She's nothing like me.

Guess we're gonna spend the night in Angel's Crossing.

Joan: Angel's bloody Crossing.

[ Theme music plays ] ♪♪ [ Woman vocalizing ] ♪♪ [ Woman vocalizing ] ♪♪ Jack: How much gear do you need for an overnight stay?

Joan: We can't all get by on flip-flops and a clean T-shirt.

Jack: Thongs.

Joan: Thongs and a clean T-shirt.

So I like a bit of luxury.

Jack: So do I. Joan: Really?

What's yours?

Jack: Uh, a long soak in a hot bath.

Joan: Ah.

Now you're talking.

Jack: Come on, Diesel.

Joan: Looks nice.

Roger: Yeah.

It's just here.

Yeah.

Come on, Steve.

I'll give you double time for New Year's Eve.

Ruth: I thought we could glamp in the Daintree.

Dan: Yeah, we'll see.

Roger: Who was there for you when your missus kicked you out?

And who helped you move back in when you got back together?

Favors are a two-way street.

Oh, come on, mate.

I'll feed you.

I'll give you a room.

Just help me out here.

I can't do tonight this short-staffed.

Ruth: You said you'd take some time off.

Dan: Ruth!

We'll see, okay?

Roger: Look, I am sorry, folks, but we're closed for a New Year's Eve function.

Joan: We were hoping that you might have a couple of rooms.

One with a bath, ideally.

Roger: You could try the motel in Freeman Point.

It's about 40 K's east.

Jack: What about those staff rooms you were talking about?

Couldn't we, um, book them?

Roger: Well, that's a room, and it's singular, and it's for staff, when I find them.

Joan: What if we were your staff?

We're fully qualified.

Uh, we've been working our way around the country.

Haven't we, Jack... of all trades?

Jack: Hm, something like that.

Roger: Well, can you pull a pint?

Jack: Yeah, and I can -- You know, I can change a keg.

Joan: I'm Joan.

This is Jack, and this is Diesel.

If that's all right with you.

Roger: Aye.

Great.

And a dog.

Well, uh... like I have much choice, huh?

All right, you clock on in an hour.

Joan: Great.

Roger: This is your room.

It's on the right down the hall.

Tom: Oi!

Roger!

Jack: Good on ya.

Roger: Tom!

Mate, this isn't funny.

Tom: Clearance sale.

Vultures bought everything, Rog.

All of Mum's silverware.

Everything.

Except for one thing.

This.

So, yeah.

[ Laughs ] Bloody hilarious.

[ Telephone rings ] Roger: You can't leave it here.

Will you just... Tom: It's yours, Rog.

Last family heirloom.

G'day.

Jack: G'day.

He's a character.

Roger: [ Sniffles ] Jack: There you go.

[ Light switch clicks ] [ Door closes ] Joan: Okay.

One bed.

[ Diesel whines ] Uh... [ Mumbles indistinctly ] Thanks.

Jack: There you go.

Joan: Don't know whether I packed for waitressing.

Jack: Bloody hell.

What did you pack for?

Joan: Well, I wasn't gonna leave it in the van, was I?

I'm gonna go and put my face on.

[ Diesel whines, door closes ] Jack: What're you looking at?

Joan: [ Exhales deeply ] ♪♪ [ Water running ] Jack: Is that a bath?

Joan: Yup.

My bath first.

Jack: I had first dibs.

Joan: I beat you to it.

[ Instrumental music plays ] ♪♪ Hope I haven't made us late.

Jack: Wow, you look great!

Joan: You don't look too bad yourself.

Nothing like a nice, long soak in a hot bath, is there?

Jack: I wouldn't know.

Ruth: Joan, right?

Joan: Mm.

Hi.

Ruth: Hi.

I'm Ruth.

We're working the dinner service together.

Joan: Great.

[ Chuckles softly ] Ruth: Come on.

I'll show you around.

Joan: Oh, dear.

What have I got us into?

Jack: Who knows?

Dan: There she is.

[ Chuckles ] Ruth: Oohh!

Very cheeky.

Joan: He's changed his tune.

Ruth: Oh, I love New Year's Eve, don't you?

Joan: [ Chuckles ] [ Upbeat music plays ] Man: ♪ Ooh ♪ Roger: Our beers.

Man: ♪ It's just a soul kinda feeling ♪ Men: ♪ Yeah ♪ Man: ♪ A-movin' with the beat ♪ Roger: Uh, glass.

Man: ♪ It's just a soul kinda feeling ♪ Roger: Impressive.

Men: ♪ Yeah ♪ Man: ♪ A-soundin' kinda sweet ♪ Roger: There you go.

Man: ♪ Not talkin' 'bout religion, no ♪ ♪ Not talkin' 'bout fashion, no ♪ Ruth: So, here you go.

Dan plates up here and we check them off against the dockets here.

Joan: All right.

Ruth: Dan, this is Joan.

She's helping us out tonight.

Joan: Hi.

Dan: Hi.

So, Roger's thrown you in the deep end, has he?

Joan: Well, who doesn't like a challenge?

Dan: Well, you're in good hands here.

Ruth is the best.

How's that entrée prep coming?

Ruth: This way.

Joan: So, how long have you two been an item?

Ruth: Are we that obvious?

[ Both laugh ] Joan: It's the way he looks at you.

Ruth: Yeah.

He does.

He sees me.

Joan: I think he really does.

Ruth: [ Giggles ] After my divorce and everything, you stop thinking it's possible, you know?

Joan: Yeah, I do.

Ruth: Just to feel in love again.

I wasn't actually sure I could let myself.

Joan: What was your secret?

Ruth: Trusting... but that's the hard part.

It felt wrong to be with someone new after all those years with the same guy.

Joan: Mm.

Ruth: [ Chuckles ] Does that make sense?

Joan: More than you know.

[ Laughs ] Woman: Hey.

Man: Hey.

Happy New Year.

[ Cellphone vibrating ] Maddie: Dan.

It's Maddie.

I'm waiting outside for you.

[ Tom laughs ] Tom: Happy New Year.

[ Laughs ] Jack: Making yourself at home, are you?

Tom: [ Laughs ] Hey, it's okay, mate.

You see, I'm allowed to.

Family discount.

Mm... So, what, you do your retirement dough, did you?

Jack: I'm just traveling 'round.

Doing bits and pieces.

Tom: Lifestyle choice, eh?

Righty-o.

I might make that my New Year's resolution.

Jack: Is that because of the farm business?

I was here when you brought the, uh... sink in.

Tom: Yeah, well... you know, the farm's been on its knees ever since Roger decided he was too good for it?

You know, it's -- it's too much for one bloke.

Jack: Roger doesn't help you out?

I mean, he can't be short of a quid.

Tom: No, Roger just thinks of number one.

You know, I'm just glad Mum and Dad aren't alive to see this.

You know, I still talk to them.

Where we scattered their ashes.

Beautiful tree on the farm.

And then we're gonna lose that, too.

Jack: Yeah, well, that's the thing about life, isn't it?

Doesn't always work out how you think it will.

Tom: Yeah.

See, that's why I'm getting what I'm owed.

One frothy at a time.

[ Laughs ] Little something from the top shelf.

Roger: Jack.

Can you, uh, grab some tonic from the back fridge?

Jack: Yeah, absolutely.

[ Dramatic music plays ] Dan: No, we agreed.

I need time to get the rest.

I'll call you back.

Jack: Keep the rubbish in the fridge, eh?

Smart.

It'll kill the maggots.

Grumpy chef, no small talk.

I get it.

Dan: Can I help you?

Jack: Ah, tonic.

Dan: Yeah, it's in there.

[ Door opens, closes ] ♪♪ Maddie: It's a lot light, Dan.

Dan: Yeah, I told you.

I just need some time.

We had some issues with supply, but I'll get you what you need.

Maddie: It's not good enough.

Dan: You just need to back off.

♪♪ Joan: Big bags like that can't be drugs, can it?

Jack: Well, either way... I think our chef is a little colorful.

Joan: Oh.

I hope not, for Ruth's sake.

She's such a sweetheart.

This woman, what'd she look like?

Jack: Ah, red hair.

Short black dress.

Gold, um, necklace, earrings.

Joan: Oh, she made quite an impression.

[ Whispering ] She got what she wanted.

Why is she still here?

[ Ominous music plays ] [ Indistinct conversations ] Maddie: Dan.

What's good on the menu?

♪♪ Ruth: Dan?

Everything okay?

Dan: Yeah.

♪♪ ♪♪ Ruth: Joan.

I thought table 15 was a no-show.

Joan: Oh.

I'll look after her.

Ruth: She knows Dan.

Joan: Really?

Ruth: Yeah.

I bet she's the reason he runs hot and cold with me.

Oh, God.

I knew this was too good to be true.

Joan: Let me see what I can find out.

Ruth: Would you?

Joan: You betcha.

Got no Maddie on the guest list.

What did you say your last name was?

Maddie: I didn't.

Joan: Oh, well... I'm sorry, but this is a private function, so, um... Maddie: I'm a friend of Dan's from Brisbane.

Joan: Mm.

Maddie: Can you tell him I'm waiting?

Joan: Can I let him know what it's about?

Maddie: Let him know I'm not going anywhere.

Joan: And is there anything I can get you in the meantime?

Maddie: Pinot Grigio too much to ask for?

Joan: I expect we can manage that.

[ Chuckles softly ] Jack: You stole her keys?

Joan: Yeah, borrowed them.

To find out what's in the bags.

Jack: How is it our business?

Joan: Well, you're the one who said the chef was colorful.

Ruth thinks he's two-timing her.

Jack: That's not what I meant by "colorful."

He is mixed up in something.

Joan: Exactly.

And I'm worried about Ruth.

I don't want her to get hurt.

Jack: And what if this Maddie girl finds out that her keys are missing?

Joan: She won't.

Not if you're quick.

Jack: This is nuts.

You're a nut.

Joan: Takes one to know one.

Jack: [ Sighs ] Joan: Go on!

She wants to see you.

Dan: I'm too busy.

Joan: Well, she was very insistent.

Dan: Just keep her away from Ruth, okay?

Ruth: What's going on?

Dan: Oh.

It's nothing.

Just a... It's a friend from the city.

Nothing to worry about.

Ruth: The woman at table 15?

A friend, is she?

Joan: So what do you want me to tell her?

Your friend?

[ Instrumental music plays ] ♪♪ Maddie: Tell him I'm not going anywhere.

Not without seeing him.

Joan: Right.

[ Car unlocks ] [ Ominous music plays ] ♪♪ Ruth: I'm so stupid.

Of course he's involved with someone else.

Someone beautiful and sophisticated from down south.

Joan: Oh, no, no, no.

I don't think it's that.

Ruth: Well, what is it?

Joan: Well, I... Ruth: I'm just gonna ask them.

Joan: Oh, no, Ruth.

I wouldn't... Ruth: I need to hear it straight from the horse's mouth.

How long has it been going on?

Maddie: I'm sorry?

Ruth: Dan and you.

Dan: Just one minute.

Ruth: I need to know the truth about you and Dan.

I deserve that much.

Maddie: Me and Dan?

Honey, not in a million years.

Ruth: What?

I thought... Dan: We're not -- We're not having an affair.

I'm -- I'm just helping Maddie with something.

Can we talk, please?

Maddie: [ Whispering ] Helping himself to something.

Lover boy owes me $50,000.

And I'm not going anywhere without it.

One way or the other.

Dan: Car park, now.

Ruth: What?

Dan!

Dan: Car park, now!

♪♪ Joan: Um, Dan, you're needed in the kitchen.

Dan: Five minutes.

Joan: It's urgent.

Maddie: Who is this woman?

Joan: [ Sighs ] [ Door opens ] [ Cellphone vibrates, door closes ] Dan: Look, I will get you what you need.

I just need more time.

Maddie: [ Laughs ] I advanced you $50,000 so that you could source a bigger shipment for me.

And what do you do?

[ Laughs ] You screw me!

Do you know how that will play with my brothers?

[ Scoffs ] It's not well.

So get me the money, or get me the stuff.

I cannot go home empty-handed.

My keys.

Dan: Hey, just wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

Just wait one second.

Don't go back in there.

Woman: ♪ I had felt his staring eyes ♪ ♪ You might think that he's real cool ♪ ♪ I know he's a real big dud ♪ Jack: Got more champagne.

Where will I put it?

Joan: Oh, you're okay.

Roger: Why wouldn't he be?

Jack: Oh, you know, the old back.

She thinks I overdo it.

Roger: Okay, Jack, look, I want you to keep an eye on this till, mate.

If it starts to fill up, give me a yell.

I'll transfer the takings to the safe.

Jack: People still use cash, eh?

Roger: Yeah, a few of us holdouts left.

Woman: ♪ Wanna be up ♪ Maddie: Has anybody handed in a set of keys?

Jack: Oh, yeah.

You're in luck.

Just came in.

Maddie: Cheers.

I'm gonna call my brothers.

And I'm gonna tell them that the problem's solved.

'Cause you're gonna solve it, right?

[ Whispering ] Right.

[ Chuckles ] Uh, one thing -- They are terrible with their tempers.

♪♪ Woman: ♪ I'm going fast as I can ♪ ♪♪ Jack: This is what it's about.

Joan: Tobacco?

Jack: Chop-chop.

Farmers who grow illegal crops deal it to syndicates, who sell it on to finance harder drugs.

Joan: W-- How -- What -- What's Dan got to do with this?

Jack: He's a middleman.

He got caught shortchanging a client, Maddie and her brothers.

Joan: $50,000.

Jack: Mm-hmm.

Joan: So that's the pressure he's been under.

[ Crash ] Tom: You don't care!

You never did!

Roger: All right, that's it, mate.

You're embarrassing yourself now.

Tom: You're the embarrassment, mate.

You never really cared about the farm a great deal, did you, little brother, eh?

Didn't really care that much about everything that Mum and Dad did.

Everything they built up over all those years, you couldn't give a...about!

Roger: The farm didn't go broke... Tom: Shut up!

Roger: ...because of me, Tom!

It went under because you never took responsibility.

Tom: [ Laughs ] Me?

Mate, you're the one who couldn't hack it.

Jack: Hey, why don't we just get the temperature down a bit, fellas?

Roger: How many times did I bail you out?

And how many times did you piss away every opportunity?

Roger: Aah!

Aah!

Tom: Come here!

Roger: Get off me!

Jack: We don't need that.

[ Tom and Roger grunting ] Jack: Come on.

[ Grunting continues ] Jack: Come on.

Come on.

[ Indistinct shouting ] Tom: You wait!

You'll get it, mate!

Jack: Come on!

Joan: You certainly know how to put on a good show for New Year's.

Roger: [ Laughs ] Well, I got a new resolution in mind.

Joan: Oh, yeah?

Roger: Yeah.

Can you divorce a sibling?

Joan: Hm.

Roger: Is that a real thing?

Joan: Tom feels hard done by.

Roger: Well, no alcoholic needs a publican as a brother.

Joan: Tom's got substance issues.

There's not much help you can give to someone who doesn't want to be helped.

Roger: Yeah, well, that sounds like the voice of experience.

Joan: Yeah.

Yeah, many years in emergency.

Doesn't mean you stop trying.

[ Patron laughs ] Roger: [ Sighs ] You know, you're a good sort, Joan.

Jack's a lucky man.

Joan: Oh, no.

Jack and I... It's not like... Oh.

You're gonna have quite the shiner there.

Here, hold that.

Roger: Ow!

Thanks.

[ Instrumental music plays ] Ruth: Why didn't you tell me?

Dan: Because I didn't want you to know.

Ruth: I thought we had something.

Dan: Oh, we should never have gotten involved.

This is never gonna work.

Ruth: Dan, I wanna help you.

Dan: I don't want your help!

It was a fling.

All right?

Didn't mean anything.

Ruth: What?

Don't you dare.

Roger: What the hell are you doing, Ruth?

This behavior isn't on.

You -- You're fired.

Ruth: Oh, your brother punches you, steals from you, that's fine.

I lose my temper once and it's "You're fired"?

After all these years?

Roger: I'll pay you through to the end of your shift.

Get out.

Ruth: Fine.

You can all get stuffed.

Joan: Roger.

Ruth!

Roger: Just clean it up!

[ Clatter ] Joan: Ruth!

Wait!

Ruth: What for?

You've both got to want it, right?

Otherwise, what's the point?

Joan: [ Quietly ] Yeah, but... Ruth: Happy New Year.

I hope it's better than this one.

Joan: Same to you.

♪♪ Man: ♪ Lightning flash and everything is sharp and clear ♪ ♪ I can see it all, I can see it all ♪ ♪ And as the thunder roars, we're raising up a storm ♪ ♪ We can shout it down, we can shout it down ♪ [ Horn blowing ] Joan: [ Laughs ] Jack: Wanna dance?

Joan: I thought you didn't dance.

Jack: Well, I am tonight.

Joan: [ Laughs ] Man: ♪ Here we go, here we go for one more turn ♪ ♪ We can shake, we can shake the trees and Earth ♪ ♪ We can spin, we can spin and not fall down ♪ ♪ Hold on tight ♪ Together: 10, 9... 8, 7, 6... 5, 4... 3, 2, 1.

Happy New Year!

[ Group cheering ] [ Whistling ] Jack: Happy New Year, Joan.

Joan: You, too, Jack.

[ Chuckles ] [ Mellow music plays ] Woman: ♪ Oooh ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh ♪ [ Joan laughs ] ♪♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ Joan: [ Sighs ] Hello, you.

Gosh, I'm pooped.

[ Door closes ] That was exhausting.

Jack: Yeah.

Joan: [ Exhales deeply ] Jack: Right, well, I'll, um, sleep on the floor.

Joan: Oh.

Don't be daft.

The bed's big enough.

We're both grown-ups, aren't we?

Jack: Yeah.

Woman: ♪ Ooh-ooh ♪ Jack: [ Exhales deeply ] Woman: ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Joan: [ Gasps lightly ] [ Diesel panting ] Jack: Joan!

[ Diesel barks ] [ Fire alarm beeping rapidly ] Joan, there's a fire!

[ Diesel barks ] [ Doorknob rattling ] Joan: Oh!

Oh, no!

Jack: Come out.

Joan: Jack, the door's stuck.

Jack: The handle's come off.

Step back.

Joan: Okay.

[ Diesel barks ] [ Screams ] [ Barking continues ] Jack: Come on.

Joan: [ Gasps ] Jack: Come on, Diesel.

Joan: Come on, Diesel.

[ Both coughing ] Joan: Oh, my bag!

My bag!

Jack: Joan, forget it!

Joan!

[ Alarm beeping continues ] Joan!

Joan: Yeah?

Jack: Get going.

Give me that bloody... [ Coughing ] Joan: Ah.

[ Intense music plays ] Roger: [ Coughs ] Oh, damn it!

Jack: Come on.

Come on, Joan.

Roger: Get here as quick as you can!

The place is going up fast.

Jack: Roger, how'd this start?

Roger: Damn it!

I don't know!

I've been robbed.

The safe's been robbed.

Jack: Anyone in here?

Joan: You need to get out.

Roger: I haven't checked.

Jack: Hey.

Come on.

Fire!

Anyone in here, get out!

Get out!

There's a fire!

Joan: Come on, Roger.

Jack: Fire!

Joan: Everyone needs to get -- Jack!

Jack, come on!

Jack: Fire!

[ Coughing ] [ Sirens wailing in the distance ] Joan: Jack, are you okay?

Jack: Yeah, it's the bloody smoke.

Where's Diesel?

Joan: Where is he?

[ Diesel barks ] Jack: Diez?

Joan: Diesel!

Jack: Diesel.

Diesel?

Come here.

What are you doing?

Come here.

Joan: [ Sighs ] [ Siren wailing, horn blaring ] ♪♪ Sergeant: I'll let the arson guys know.

Jack: Thanks, mate.

Sergeant: Okay.

Woman: Deep breaths.

That's it.

In and out.

Well done.

Joan: So, do we know how it started?

Jack: Arson.

Accelerant in the kitchen.

Joan: Oh.

Jack: Did you see anything, Roger?

Where were you when the fire started?

Roger: What, are you -- Are you accu-- I was seeing the last of the guests out.

Lucky I did.

Joan: Well, if it wasn't Roger... Dan?

He needed money.

Jack: Maybe, if he was trying to cover the theft.

And he's nowhere to be seen now.

[ Ruth coughing ] Joan: Hey, Ruth!

Ruth.

You okay?

Ruth: Yeah.

There's so much smoke.

Joan: Here.

Have some water.

Ruth: Have you seen Dan?

Joan: No, nobody has.

Ruth: Mm... Joan: No, it's all right.

There's no one in the building.

They've checked.

He must've got out.

Ruth: I was at home, and I-I keep calling him but he's not answering.

I heard it started in the kitchen and I just thought maybe... Joan: He's all right.

He's gonna be all right.

Ruth: Do they know how it started?

Joan: It's looking like arson.

Ruth: [ Sighs ] Maybe it was Dan's friend.

Joan: Maddie?

Didn't she leave when you gave her the keys?

Jack: Couldn't.

Ruth: [ Clears throat ] Jack: Two flat tires.

Joan: Mysteriously deflated.

Very clever.

Jack: Maybe the sarge'd like to have a look in her car.

Hey, Sarge.

Lady over there... I'd be checking the boot of her car.

Sergeant: Right-o.

We'll take a look.

♪♪ Joan: Her brothers won't be happy, by the sound of them.

Jack: There was no evidence connecting her to the fire.

Joan: Whoever started the fire, it feels like... an attack of sorts.

Jack: Personal beef.

Tom's ute.

♪♪ ♪♪ Empty.

Joan: A motive... and a means.

Jack: And I know where he'll be -- talking to his parents.

Joan: [ Sighs ] Jack: It's around here somewhere.

Tom?

You okay, mate?

Joan: Hmm?

Tom: I'm f-- I'm fine.

Joan: We need to get you to a hospital.

Jack: Been telling Mum and Dad about the fire, eh?

Tom: What?

[ Mumbles indistinctly ] [ Coughs, breathes sharply ] Joan: I'm gonna call an ambulance.

Jack: Any idea how the fire started, mate?

Tom: Wasn't me.

I passed out in the back of the ute.

Woke up when the place went up.

I was trying... I was trying to find Rog.

Is Rog -- Is Rog okay?

Jack: Yeah, yeah.

Roger's okay.

But you found the safe.

Tom: What?

Jack: Well, you knew where it was.

You knew what was in it.

I guess you knew the combination, didn't you?

Tom: How many times I thought of burning that pub down.

But I didn't.

I didn't steal his money.

I don't want his money.

Jack: Righty-o.

Tom: [ Breathing heavily ] Joan: It's on its way.

It's just not right.

Jack: Arson Squad think it is.

Joan: But Tom's burns don't even support arson.

Jack: Nah, it'd be on his face and arms, not his palms and knees.

Joan: Yeah.

From crawling to escape the fire.

Jack: "We appreciate your efforts, but we have our person of interest."

Joan: [ Sighs ] They won't even look for Dan.

Ugh!

"Move along, old people."

It's so condescending.

Jack, they've got the wrong person.

I just know it.

But we know that any number of people could've started that fire.

We need to go back and talk to the detective.

Sit her down and just tell her.

Oh!

I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking it's like with Ian, that I just refuse to believe he's guilty.

[ Upbeat music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Jack: You ready?

Joan: Yeah.

♪♪ Man: ... Showing your face here.

Joan: What was that about?

Jack: Nothing.

Liz: Hi.

What time do you call this?

Jack: Oh, we got held up a bit.

Liz: Well, you're here now.

Joan, hello.

Joan: Lovely to meet you.

Liz: Is there anything I can get you before we start?

Tea?

Water?

Joan: No.

No, no, thank you.

I'm fine.

Jack: I'll have a cup of tea.

Liz: Come through.

So you had no idea that your husband was politically active at university?

Joan: Ian?

No.

He always read the papers, but he never got involved.

Liz: Just to confirm, the image on the screen is your husband, Ian Kirkhope, also known as Rob Deacon?

Joan: Yes.

Where was that picture taken?

Liz: In Brisbane, by an embedded UPO -- undercover police officer -- shortly before he disappeared.

Joan: He looks so angry.

Liz: Rob Deacon was the leader of an anti-government student movement.

Jack: Protests he got involved with were pretty violent.

On both sides.

Joan: Are you trying to tell me that he was some sort of rioting activist?

I don't think that's possible.

Liz: The person murdered by Rob Deacon -- Ian -- was the UPO who covertly took these photos.

Joan: But h-he -- he wouldn't do that.

He -- He just wouldn't hurt anyone.

Liz: The officer was wearing a wire at the time of her death.

Joan: A woman?

[ Gasps ] Liz: What you're about to hear, it's quite graphic.

So if you'd rather not, we can... Joan: No, no.

I want to hear it.

[ Ominous music plays ] I want to hear it.

Ian: What do we want?

Crowd: The right to protest!

Ian: When do we want it?

Crowd: Now!

Ian: What do we want?

Crowd: The right to protest!

Ian: When do we want it?

Crowd: Now!

Liz: The police charged at the protesters.

Jack: The government of the day wanted the protest snuffed out.

Liz: And the protesters fought back, and clashes became increasingly violent.

[ Mouse clicks ] Ian: Everyone, grab a weapon.

Anything you can find!

Joan: It's him.

[ Protesters shouting indistinctly ] Liz: The officer's identity was compromised when she called for backup.

Joan: Then what happened?

Polly: They are coming from the east.

Repeat -- They are coming from the east with weapons.

Ian: Polly, what are you saying?

Are you one of them?

Polly: Rob, get off!

Ian: Ah!

I trusted you!

You're one of them?!

Jack: That's Ian finding the wire on the UPO.

Ian: [ Coughs ] We trusted you!

Joan: What's wrong with his voice?

Liz: Riot police were deploying tear gas.

Jack: It would've been just, you know, filled with smoke.

Liz: This is where the incident takes place.

Woman: Rob, no, please!

No, get back!

[ Polly screams ] Woman: I said, "Get back"!

Get off him, Polly!

Wait, Rob!

Joan: Who was that?

That was a woman's voice.

Well, she could be a witness!

Liz: No, we haven't been able to confirm her identity.

Joan: We -- We need to find her.

She'll know what really happened.

What?

What's that look about?

Jack: Liz has more to play for us.

[ Gunshot ] [ Joan yells ] Ian: Oh, my God.

Man: Oh, God, no!

Ian: Oh, my God!

Joan: No.

Ian: She's dead.

Man: Go!

Get out of here.

Joan: He wouldn't shoot anyone.

Man: Run!

Run!

Ian: She's dead!

Joan: Ian wouldn't shoot anyone.

Man: Run!

Go!

Joan: He couldn't.

Liz: I'm sorry.

Joan: He couldn't.

He couldn't.

[ Sobs ] I need a minute.

Jack: We'll be outside.

Joan: [ Breathes deeply ] [ Sobbing continues ] ♪♪ [ Telephone rings in background ] Jack: Any way we can put this genie back in the bottle?

Liz: What, this active investigation your inquiries triggered?

Doesn't work that way these days.

Jack: Doesn't do anyone any good, you know, raking up this sort of muck, does it?

Liz: Can't stop asking questions 'cause the answers you're getting aren't the ones you want.

Who taught me that?

Jack: Some idiot.

Liz: [ Chuckles ] Is there anything else I need to know?

From your investigation that might impact mine?

Jack: $250,000.

Joan: That still doesn't mean he's guilty of killing somebody.

Liz: Well, what did Ian need a quarter of a million in cash for?

Jack: And how is it connected to him coming back to Australia?

Liz: And how long have you been sitting on this?

Jack: Not long.

Liz: Dad.

Joan: No, no, Jack's not guilty.

This is the last link that I had to Ian, and I-I hoped it might be the key to explaining it all.

Liz: Well, if it is, you'll be the first to find out.

[ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ Receipt for $250,000.

Big thing for you, coming to a police station.

After everything.

Jack: Thanks for helping Joan.

I know you bent a few rules.

Liz: We're never gonna talk about how the job ended for you?

Hm.

Joan's lovely.

Jack: Nothing's going on, Lizzie.

Liz: Detective Inspector.

Jack: Lizzie.

Liz: [ Chuckles softly ] You know, she's good for you.

She's got you working again.

♪♪ ♪♪ Joan: How long since you last saw Liz?

Jack: Little while.

♪♪ Joan: Something happened that made you leave the force, didn't it?

Jack: In the past.

Joan: The past.

♪♪ It's hard not to let it consume you.

Come on.

Let's go.

Woman: Your destination is Osprey Falls, Queensland.

Start on s-- Joan: [ Inhales, exhales deeply ] Jack: Must have been difficult in there, listening to Ian.

Joan: I don't even want to think about it anymore.

I'm too flipping tired... and hungry.

Jack: Nuts?

Joan: Where'd you get those?

Jack: Found 'em.

They got it wrong, you know.

Pub fire.

After listening to Ian's croaky voice, there was someone else with a croaky voice who claimed they weren't in the pub when the fire started.

Joan: And it wasn't Tom.

Jack: No, it wasn't Tom.

Joan: It was someone who might be hiding their symptoms... and putting their life at risk.

Jack: Yeah.

[ Dramatic music plays ] ♪♪ Ruth!

[ Diesel panting ] Ruth!

Joan: Oh!

Ruth?

Jack: Ruth?

Ruth?

Joan: Ruth?

[ Diesel barks ] Jack: Ruth?

[ Barking continues ] Joan: Ruth!

Ruth!

Ruth: [ Groans ] [ Gasping ] Joan: Ruth?

[ Gasping continues ] Jack, get an ambulance.

Ruth, your airways are damaged.

We're gonna get you some help, okay?

Man: What's your emergency?

Jack: I need an ambulance.

Joan, look.

[ Siren wailing in distance ] Dan: It's all right.

Shh.

[ Ruth gasping ] Dan: It's gonna be all right, okay?

[ Speaks indistinctly ] It's gonna be all right.

Joan: How's she doing?

Dan: They're transferring her to Brisbane for more tests.

Jack: She thought a lot of you, mate.

Knocked over a safe.

Joan: And started a fire to cover her tracks.

Dan: That's because of me.

I mean, this is my fault.

Jack: What was the $50,000 for?

Dan: [ Sighs ] My dad.

He's a gambler.

He got himself into trouble, again.

So I paid his debt.

Thought I could hold off Maddie until I fixed it, but then... Joan: Ruth fixed it for you.

Dan: Why would she do this?

Joan: People do inexplicable things for love.

Jack: You gonna be charged?

Dan: Well, the police said if I testify against Maddie and her family, I should be okay, but... it's not me I'm worried about.

[ Instrumental music plays ] Hey.

How you going?

You doing good?

Ruth: [ Weakly ] Yeah, I'm okay.

Dan: Good.

I'm here.

♪♪ Tom: Hey, hey, hey.

It's not a bloody race, Roger.

Roger: You can't use your hands, you old fool.

Dan: Well, I'm -- I'm not an invalid, mate.

Roger: Actually, you are.

Tom: Well...jus-- Roger: Just wait here.

Tom: Where are you going?

Roger: Shut up!

Jack: Hey, mate.

Roger: Hey.

[ Sighs ] I just want to say thank you for what you did for my brother.

Jack: Team effort, wasn't it?

Joan: [ Chuckles ] Jack: Look after yourself.

Roger: See you, Joan.

[ Chuckles, clicks tongue ] Joan: Bye.

Tom: In your own time, Rog.

Roger: Right-o.

Jack: All the best, mate.

[ Instrumental music plays ] ♪♪ Here you go.

Joan: Thank you.

♪♪ I don't believe he was a murderer.

He can't have been.

[ Sighs ] Jack: What do you want to do now?

Joan: I need to know who my husband was.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Woman vocalizing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪