- Why do you want the gun? - Morrison kidnapped my son,
murdered my father, and is threatening my sister.
I can't go on the run forever.
- I need your help. - No.
It's David.
- What did happen to your mum? - She had Huntington's disease.
It's a 50-50 chance that I have it, too.
What do you want me to do about the women?
Find these women and Harry's kid and end this.
I'll talk to Morrison then.
- I'll tell him we're no threat. - That's the thing, Will.
- I still am a threat to him. - Yeah, she knows something, Chelsea.
Something that's gonna help us get Morrison.
So tell me where you are and I'll come get you.
Hello? Chelsea, are you there?
Josh? What are you doing here?
Chelsea, you're acting recklessly. OK?
And there are a lot of guns out here.
You think I killed Ray Stanton, don't you?
I understand if it was self-defence.
Stop right there!
If you don't stop, we will shoot you.
Stop and get down on the ground.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
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(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)
- I need to have a rest. - Yeah.
- Don't you ever get sick of this? - Sick of what?
Running.
I'm getting too old for it, that's for sure.
You know it's important to continue aerobic exercise into menopause.
Hey, once we cross this river, where do we go?
(BIRD NOISES)
- Lola? - Shh!
- What? - Shh!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC RISES)
Aah.
(TWIG SNAPS)
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
David Buckley?
He's wounded. He needs medical attention.
He needs to answer a few questions first.
David, where are you wounded?
His shoulder. He needs antibiotics.
Can you escort this gentleman out? Thank you.
David, where's your mother gone? When did they leave?
Were you with them when they killed Ray Stanton?
- That's bullshit. - You're right.
We don't know that.
Now, David, do you know a Vincent Salazar?
How is he connected to all this?
Mate, we wanna help you.
She's not a murderer.
Now, according to the file I read, she killed your father.
- That was self-defence. - So why is she still running?
David will be fine. Cliff's with him.
What he did was really brave.
Yeah, it was.
Stupid, too.
He could have been shot.
OK, I wonder where he gets that from.
We're gonna have to go. Come on.
Maybe we can just wait here until it gets dark.
No, we can't, Chelsea. We need to find Will. OK?
What did he say exactly?
He just said that his mum knows something
that could help us get Morrison.
- But he didn't say what? - (GUNSHOT)
That was west.
Hey! Keep them here. Hinkley, follow me!
(HIGH PITCHED RINGING)
Chelsea. Chelsea.
It's just a graze. OK?
We have to go. Come on.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)
Chelsea. Chelsea, Chelsea.
Chelsea?
Stay with me. Stay with me.
I need you.
(LOW RHYTHMICAL PULSING)
(FOREBODING TONE)
Lola, come on! Come on, we have to go.
- He just... - We have to go to the river. C'mon.
Jesus Christ.
He's still warm.
We need forensics up here immediately.
We have a body. Levine will stay with it and guide you in.
What?
Hinkley, come with me.
Yeah, I'm good. I'm good. Aah!
Hold it!
Put your hands up in the air and get down on the ground!
- We didn't do anything. - Get down on the ground!
- I can't. - Keep your hands up!
What are you doing here, Levine?
Both of you! Hands where I can see them!
Lola, Chelsea, do as she says. Hey, I don't think they're armed.
Well, we both heard the shots. Stay back! Get down on the ground!
It's Kel Morrison, Josh.
Keep your hands where I can see them!
- He's been trying to kill us. - Get down!
- Chelsea, make her see sense. - It's Morrison!
Hands where I can see them or I'll shoot!
(GUNSHOT)
- What did you just do? - What? Were you gonna shoot her?
- Go. - She was going for a gun!
- Get down on your knees. - What?
Constable Hinkley, hold your weapon on him.
- You are kidding me. - Get down!
Joshua Levine, I'm arresting you
for aiding and abetting known felons.
You just made a huge mistake.
We'll see.
Ow.
- Hurry up. - Yeah.
How far to the road?
Another couple of Ks.
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello.
- Will? It's Chelsea. - Where are you?
Um, we're heading north, I think, along...
- Along Chalmers Track. - On Chalmers Track.
- A couple of Ks from Woodley Road. - We're near Woodley Road.
Yeah, I know where that is.
- I'll come get you. OK? - Will's gonna come and get us.
Well, tell him there's cops everywhere.
There's police all around. They're definitely trying to shoot us.
Well, they're not looking for me.
- So just stay hidden beside the road. - OK.
I'm driving a white ute.
OK, see you soon.
Please, just listen to me. What if they are innocent?
Innocent people don't run.
Oh, I think they do when someone's pointing a gun at them.
Someone else was shooting at them. Those were the shots that we heard.
Kel Morrison is Ray Stanton's father-in-law.
Right? She didn't just pick that name out of thin air.
I knew you were personally involved with Babbage.
Just let me check it out. Let me call Australia.
Kel Morrison just did time for tax avoidance.
You don't get it.
You're going back to Sydney to face charges.
Well, at least check if Morrison's in New Zealand.
Take Levine to the airport. An Australian federal officer
- will meet up with you there. - But do I really still need these?
Cuffs come off when he's with the feds, not before.
Did Will say how long he was gonna be?
No.
So you rang your dad?
I'm really sorry. I think he's the one who told the police.
No, I didn't mean that.
Did you talk to him?
Sort of.
Well, no.
He's in New Zealand.
He has a plane here. He wants to take me back to Australia.
Back to his fleet of lawyers.
He'd love that.
I'd be his helpless little girl again. I'd be completely at his mercy.
You'd be safe.
I'd be alone.
You'd be safe.
So, um, you and Cliff?
Looked pretty serious.
Ah. Yeah, as in,
"Hey! Gee, sorry I ran away 15 years ago.
Just give us a quick pash before the police storm your farm."
He's a good guy.
And he loves David.
You know, it's actually alright to let somebody care about you, Lola.
It's not a crime.
- Chelsea! - No, it's Will.
- Hi. - Hey.
- What does your mother know? - Oh, I'm fine, thanks.
Thanks for asking.
- Hey, what happened to the...? - She's fine, OK?
Just start talking. Hurry up.
There's something else that ties Morrison to the crime.
The victims. Their bodies were never found.
- Mum knows where they're buried. - Where?
Well, she's not telling me.
- So we need to talk to her then. - Alright. Alright, hey.
- You're kidding me? - You're right about the cops.
They're everywhere.
What happened out there,
do you think she's alright?
She's crazy, but she's tough.
You know, David,
everything she's ever done has been for you.
Yeah, I know.
(PHONE VIBRATES)
Detective! Belongs to the deceased.
Hello?
Who is this?
Who's calling?
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYS)
- Oh, man. - You guys, OK?
You alright?
You guys go in. I'll go look for her.
She won't be far.
OK.
Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
I'm just a bit light-headed. That's all.
Yeah, well, you need to lie down.
Come on.
How many fingers?
Two.
And a thumb.
What day is it?
I don't know.
Who am I?
Catherine Savage.
Lillian Walsh. Lola Buckley.
Whoever you wanna be.
You are a constant surprise, Chelsea Bridget.
I can't find her. What happened?
- No, I'm fine. - You OK?
- Mm-hmm. - Make sure she doesn't go to sleep.
How are you feeling?
Sleepy, actually.
- I'm sorry. - You're not the one who shot at me.
No. No, I mean, none of this would have happened if it wasn't for me.
Maybe Morrison would be in prison by now.
Well, what you did before doesn't have to dictate what you do next.
You can be better than that, Will.
- Mm. - You are. You are.
Really, you are.
- Where's your passport? - In there.
You're gonna have to pack for me too.
The dirty socks, jocks. Top drawer.
- That it? - Toiletries.
I'm gonna need to, um...
- You're kidding. - Nope.
- You can hold on. - I can't, mate.
- I've been holding on all day. - Well, what do you want me to do?
- You're gonna have to unzip me. - Nah.
- I'm not gonna bloody unzip you. - Well, I can't.
You're gonna have to hold it, too.
I don't get paid enough for that.
- Hey! Easy! - Argh!
Hey, hey. Settle down and uncuff me.
- Uncuff me! - No!
- Undo the cuff! - Argh!
OK, OK, OK.
Now, you hold it there.
I'll bust your shoulder, mate. I will!
Argh!
It's alright, mate. You've done nothing wrong. Alright?
Now we're gonna walk over to that sink.
- OK. - Are you gonna settle down?
- Yes. - Are you gonna settle down?
Yes!
Argh! Aah!
Hey. If you do that again, I'll break your wrist.
If you do it again, I'll break your arm.
- OK. - Put your arm around the basin.
- No! - Put your arm around the sink.
OK! Argh! Aah!
Levine! Levine, you can't do this. Please.
Levine! Please! Please. Levine!
We need to know where Morrison hid the bodies.
It's the only way to end this, mum.
Why couldn't you just stay out of this?
- It's got nothing to do with you. - It's got everything to do with me.
He murdered my father and threatened my family.
You don't think you're in danger? Will tried to blackmail him.
He will hunt you down and kill you both.
I'm not frightened of Kel Morrison.
How long do you think you can keep your son safe from the man?
He's a psychopath.
We need to end this.
I'll talk on one condition.
What?
You keep Will out of this.
His involvement stops here.
Fine.
What happened 30 years ago?
(LOW RHYTHMICAL POUNDING)
Kel Morrison was a brute,
even back then.
Will's dad, Harry, and he were business partners.
Importing drugs.
A local cop was onto them, so Morrison went around to his house
and emptied his gun into him.
But he didn't know the policeman's wife was in the kitchen.
He killed her, too.
Morrison called Harry in a panic, threatened him with all sorts
if he didn't help to clean it up.
You helped Harry, didn't you?
Morrison was questioned, but without the bodies or that gun,
they had to let him go.
But Harry kept the gun.
It was the only thing that controlled Morrison,
even after he took off back to Australia.
Look, if we find the bodies,
the case can be re-opened.
I'm coming, too.
You're staying with me. That was my condition!
Just hang on. Hang on, mum.
Will, we don't know where Morrison is.
You need to stay and look after your mum.
Why don't you just call the police?
- I don't trust the police. - So you're gonna go and dig them up?
Lola...
I need proof. If we don't have the bodies, we've got nothing.
Are you coming, Chelsea?
OK, OK. We'll bring the car back. Thank you.
Hey, just be careful, OK?
It's not too bad. It's just a scratch.
What are you doing?
I need to get some petrol.
Is it a Friday?
You should never fill up just before a weekend.
The price spike is unforgivable.
So what have you got on this weekend?
Here. I'll fill. You pay.
- OK. - Wait. Take that.
Why?
CCTV.
In a place like this?
Just in case.
OK.
- Dad? - Hello, Bubba.
She must be feeling guilty. That's why she rang me.
My plane's on standby. We need to get you home.
I've got lawyers waiting. And a doctor.
Come on, Bubba.
Here we are. Come on. Get in.
I'm sorry for being over-protective.
Sometimes I feel like you're just waiting for me to get sick like mum
so that you can control everything.
No, no, no. That's not true. I'm just scared that...
Well, I'm scared, too.
But if we get you tested, then we'll know.
I'm not scared of dying. I'm scared of living my...
this whole experience has taught me...
being with Lola has taught me
that I can even...
...sometimes even be useful.
That's good.
Good. That's important, Chelsea.
You've always tried your best, even with mum.
I understand that now.
You know what? I'm actually a bit hungry.
Uh, I doubt they'll have anything to snack on in there,
but I'll check for you.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)
Yes, of course.
Of course, I will. As long as we're agreed it's done.
Yes, absolutely.
That's the end of...
bye.
- Want a cuppa? - Who were you talking to?
No-one. The bank.
Why don't you just sit down and I'll make you a...
Give me the phone. Hand me the phone.
Right now.
Right now, mum. Give it to me.
Let it go. Let it go.
What have you done?
I've made a deal to protect us.
Our lives for the women.
And you trust that man?
What choice did I have?
Will! No!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)
(GUNSHOT)
Lola Buckley.
You're real.
I was beginning to have my doubts.
The supermarket teller that killed some of my best men.
Oh, tell me. Really, who are you?
I'm Lillian Walsh. I work at Lane Mart.
Where's the other one?
She's gone. She's safe from you.
Doing some digging?
There are no bodies, are there?
Oh, I'm sure there are, knowing Alice.
Just not here.
Well, no bodies. No gun.
No case to answer.
This may come as a surprise to you,
but I'm a decent man.
I haven't hurt anyone in 30 years until today.
Nah, you just get other people to do your dirty work,
like all cowards.
You stuck your nose into business that didn't concern you.
This was forced on us by you.
We didn't ask for it. We never wanted it.
You keep telling yourself that.
We just wanted to go home.
Why did you keep running?
What did you feel when you opened that bag and saw all that money?
I bet a little voice in your head said, "Let's keep driving."
It was dirty money.
Speaking of dirt. Thanks for digging that hole. I've got a dicky back.
(GUNSHOT)
- Chelsea? - I had to. I had to.
- I know. I know. - Yes. Yes.
Yeah. Look at me. Look at me.
Look at me. You had no choice.
- I had to. - You had no choice.
I had to.
OK. It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.
It's OK. It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.
Thank you.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)
RADIO: All units, we have traced Babbage's hire car to a location
on Three Mile Hill.
AOS units four and seven approaching site.
Two minutes till contact, over.
Base to four and seven,
proceed with caution until further orders.
It's believed both suspects are holed up there.
We also believe they are armed and extremely dangerous.
Copy that, base. Closing in and awaiting orders, over.
- Aah. Oh, God! - We need to get him to a hospital.
- Here. Try this. - Careful, careful, careful.
Look, we need to get out of here, alright?
- How bad is it? - You'll live.
It was mum. It was mum.
She set you up.
- Yeah, no kidding. - Aah. She wanted...
Shh!
(DISTANT SOUND OF ENGINES)
Set up a perimeter.
This is Jacobs. I have the northern side, over.
Don't hurt her.
Just let me speak to her.
Keep him here until I deem it's safe.
- Dixon! Let me speak to my mum. - You are here as a last resort.
Until then, shut up and stay in the back.
This is Lee. I have a visual on east exit, over. South side covered, over.
Confirming full coverage of sight.
Please report any movement within, over.
Hey, you need to go.
- You need to go. - It's too late.
Confirming visual on the suspects.
Repeat, we have the suspects contained.
Copy that.
- We have visual. - Suspects in sight, over.
Lock it down.
Lola, my name is Detective Dixon.
We met earlier today.
- Yeah, when you tried to shoot us. - Aah!
Lola, if you and Chelsea come out of that hut, unarmed,
with your hands clearly where we can see them,
- no-one will get hurt today. - We heard that this morning.
Lola?
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYS)
Aah!
Buckley has a rifle!
Suspects are armed. Repeat, suspects are armed.
Oh, God. Aah!
Lola.
Will, can you walk?
Um...
There's movement in the cabin.
Coming out.
- If they're armed, we shoot. - Copy that.
If armed, fire on sight.
Who is that?
Hands where we can see them!
Looks like a hostage.
Keep your hands in the air.
- Go. - Go, go, go.
- Move! - Move! Move!
Who are these women?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)
What do we do now?
Lola, there's no way out of that hut.
The area is completely surrounded. You don't have any options.
We can't keep running, can we, Lola?
There's no bodies. There's no bodies.
There's no proof of anything Morrison did.
They think we killed Ray.
That guy in the forest.
Morrison's dead, shot with this gun.
Do you know what that means?
I don't wanna go to jail.
If we go out there, we are gonna go to jail.
Probably for the rest of our lives.
Unless they shoot us.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)
Let me know when you have clear shots on both targets.
- Got a lock on Buckley. - Lock on Babbage.
Detective.
Where's Hinkley?
I need to speak to the women, please.
- Arrest him! - I can talk them down, Dixon.
What have you done with my officer?
- I know why they're here. - Get him out of here.
It's the McDonald murders.
Jack McDonald and his wife, 30 years ago. One of your own.
What do you know about that case?
Get off me.
Lola, Chelsea! You need to come out.
I know why you're here.
The double homicide 30 years ago,
you think it was Kel Morrison. Right?
There's no proof.
You can't help us, Josh.
20 seconds.
Aren't you tired of running, Lola?
You're done. Get the Australian feds to pick him up from here.
Do we get the boy?
We're beyond talking.
Get your guys ready to go in.
Copy that.
Get ready to shoot.
Are you sure we're doing this?
Yes.
'Cause we don't do anything unless we both agree.
It's how it's always been.
Um, actually no. We've mostly done what you've wanted to do,
like you leaving me with my father. We haven't talked about that yet.
Yeah, OK. Well, I'm sorry about that.
You know, I think I've actually earnt my stripes.
You couldn't have done any of this without me, no matter what you say.
No, you're right.
I'm sorry.
It's always just been you and me.
- You know, whatever comes next... - No, please, no.
- Please don't do that. - No, I want you to know
what it's meant to me
having you here with me through this.
Me, too.
You know, if I had a daughter, I'd want her to be just like you.
- Well, maybe not the OCD thing and... - Oh.
...hopefully, she wouldn't be gluten-intolerant.
But I'd want her to have your strength,
your loyalty.
I'm scared.
What are we doing?
Let's stop running, Chelsea Bridget.
('TAKE SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL' PLAYS)
♪ Take something beautiful and go and smash it ♪
♪ Take something perfect and pervert it
♪ Take something young and proud and then shame it ♪
Hands, now! Give me your hands!
♪ Make a promise out loud and then break it ♪
Do not move. Do not move!
♪ I wanna smile without regret
♪ I wanna die in my own bed ♪
Get him back in the car.
♪ I want a free mind, not caged
♪ I want a free mind, unburdened or plagued
♪ I'm not here I'm not there
♪ I'm not anywhere at all
♪ I'm not here I'm not there
♪ I'm not anywhere at all
♪ I think I'm from nothing, nothing, nothing at all ♪
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