01x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

It's a terrifying scene

here in Melton

and the heat

from the devastating expl*si*n

can still be felt

radiating off the car hours later.

A crime scene was immediately

declared and two suburban blocks

have been cordoned off to traffic

while an army of forensic officers

comb the streets for any clue

that might lead to an arrest.

Police have released

the name of the officer

k*lled in the attack.

He was Senior Sgt Gavin Butterfield,

a highly decorated member

of the elite

Tactical Operations group.

Also present was

Detective Senior Sgt Holly O'Rouke,

who miraculously escaped

with minor injuries.

Detective O'Rouke

is leading the investigation

into m*rder*d Greensborough woman,

Sonia Matthews,

although, any link between

these two fatal incidents

has yet to be established.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(EXHALES)

Your mother started to go

white when she was 30.

It's notit's not white.

It's justit's very, very blonde.

(LAUGHS)

Now, even so,

you've done well to last, isn't it?

I'm not going white.

OK. (LAUGHS)

1994 was last time.

What?

Last time a policeman

was k*lled by a b*mb in Australia.

Ah, right.

It was the NCA officers in Adelaide.

Adelaide, yes.

Yeah.

(MOBILE PHONE CHIMES)

Dad wanted to check you're OK.

Can I tell him

you're crying your eyes out

and you need him back?

Just tell him I'm-I'm fine

and I'll call him from work.

Heyyou OK?

Yeah.

'Cause you're not.

Thanks for last night, dad.

OK. See you later, sweetheart.

Bye, mum.

Bye.

You won't get bombed again today,

will you?

OK, see you.

Triumph.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(PHONE RINGS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

From the electoral, as requested,

all the other Sonia Matthews

who live in Melbourne.

Thank you. Uh, what's going on?

Uh, been transferred.

What?

Under the taskforce set up

looking to Gavin's death.

When did that happen?

Overnight.

They put Dylan McKenzie in-charge

and given him the pick of the crop.

He can't take my whole team,

Kirsten.

He needs them, Holly,

and you have to give him

a statement.

You saw the car moving.

Now, that confirms that the b*mb

wasn't wired to the ignition.

Now, that is a critical

piece of evidence, Holly.

It means it had to be detonated

by someone with line of sight,

probably, using a phone

like the Taliban do with their IEDs

and we cannot risk doing anything

that might make your statement

inadmissible.

An upside

is you get to go back to basics

and focus on finding out exactly

who Sonia Matthews was mistaken for.

What, without a team?

You've got the electoral role.

Go knock on some doors.

Get some fresh air, Holly.

What's really going on here,

Kirsten?

Am I being set up to fail?

(SIGHS)

Look, Holly.

The problem you've got

is Gavin Butterfield.

He was convincing a lot of people

that you had already failed,

that you'd made a big mistake

going after Sonia's husband so fast.

Now, I know you better than that,

but it doesn't matter what I say.

You have to win them back.

(THEME MUSIC)

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, listen, um

Mike, Sonia Matthews' husband,

is throwing a memorial service

for her on Sunday.

I mean, he's put invites

on all his socials.

We just should

have a presence there, Dylan.

I just need my team

for a couple of hours.

Hols, I can'tI can't.

It's the same day as Gail's funeral.

I can't ask people to miss that.

OK.

But wait, wait, wait.

Wait, stop. Stop, Hols.

How-how are you?

Because you're so lucky,

you're 5m closer

Yeah, I know.

Um, I don't wanna talk about it.

Alright.

Is there any update

on our situation?

I told Luke.

About us?

Or just being pregnant?

I mean, not just

not just pregnant, you know?

Yeah, I told him, Dylan,

I mean, he knows it's not his so

How did he take that?

I mean, you could ask him.

Well, he's pissed with me, right?

Yeah, because that's all that

we talked about,

how it affected you.

Yeah, alright, I

What doeswhat does

he want you to do?

I don't know. f*ck, Dylan.

I don't know.

It wasn't the time

for a rational conversation,

so, I

Hey, hey, alright.

It's alright.

OK. He just walked out.

He's not answering my phone calls

and he's not answering

my text messages.

It's not

It's really embarrassing.

Stop it.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(SIGHS) f*ck.

(SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PHONE RINGS)

Luke, hi.

Thanks for asking about me

this morning.

I'm OK. I'm a bit shaken.

Hey, listen, if you've got a moment,

only if you've got a moment,

could you maybe just duck home

and check I turned off

the curling wand?

I can't remember and you know

how that just drives me crazy

because I don't wanna

burn down the house

Our house.

Thanks.

Hi. Are you far?

(TRUCK REVS)

So, they k*lled the wrong Sonia?

The wrong woman.

I mean,

maybe it was a different Sonia.

It could have been the wrong Sonia.

All we know is that

someone told Gavin

that our Sonia Matthews

wasn't meant to be k*lled at all.

So, the real target was someone else

entirely but who told Gav?

Who does he know in the crime world?

Where do I start?

Well, you tell me, I don't know.

Well, any luck with the g*n tip?

Uh, we did the raid.

We found three Glocks

but none of them m*rder weapon.

But the serial numbers suggest that

one of the g*ns is missing, so

OK, well, then, if we go with that,

Ricky's pretty careful

about who he deals with.

They tend to use the same guys.

I don't know who they are.

So, let's talk to them now.

(LAUGHS)

What?

They're hardcore bikies, Hols.

They'll hardly talk to me

let alone you.

(LAUGHS)

I suppose we could

we could talk to one of their

interstate druggies.

I know mates

Yeah, you know, bikies,

uh, doesn't mind a chat

if we approach him the right way.

We?

Yeah.

Wanna taste them all?

Oh

Hey?

(LAUGHS) Come on.

(BIKE REVS)

Well,

I put out for you all the time.

As soon as I-I need

something from you,

you're like, "Oh, what's happening?

I can't do that for you."

Oh, f*cking

that's what I love about you, babe.

Come here, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

No.

Come on.

f*ck off.

Come on. Don't be like

Get out of here. Stop it.

Come on.

Well, come on, f*ck,

I'm not a magician.

I can't just wipe me magic wand

and fix everything.

f*ck, Sonia.

We haven't even tried.

You know what? You're useless.

Are you still talking?

Thatthat's what's talking.

Oi, oi!

f*ck.

You got a, uh,

got a mixed grill, mate?

Yeah.

And

Yeah, give us agive us a pot.

Bet it's cheap.

No worries.

Thanks.

(BIKE REVS)

You gotta be joking me!

You always let your b*tch

take your bike (INDISTINCT).

Hey! Good.

Yeah, hey mate,

I thought you were driving

a rig up to Brizzy, mate?

No, I'll leaving tomorrow, maybe.

Oh

So, who's your new girl?

Oh, f*cking needy b*tch.

Damn.

I think she's a great root,

but, Christ, you know,

some women, hey?

She got nice t*ts.

I tell you, I wouldn't say no

if she asked me nicely.

(ON PHONE) I'm bloody sure

you wouldn't but you try it,

you'll be singing soprano.

(LAUGHTER)

So, what's the problem?

Yeah, doesn't matter.

Nothing.

No, come on. Spit it out.

You know, she got mixed up

with one of her (INDISTINCT)

only brothers, Earl.

And, of course,

it all goes to sh*t, don't it?

And anyway,

they think she's dogged on them.

Mm.

They call her a dead woman, alright?

And now she wants me to figure out

whether they are meant

to them or not.

I'm like, "How the f*ck do I know?"

So, this look like,

I could just go and ask them, is it?

No.

So, you haven't, uh,

you haven't heard anything

around the traps, have you,

about a contract

on a girl like that?

Actually, what's her name?

Sonia. Why?

Oh, well, it could mean nothing,

I mean, there's a million

Sonias around, right?

Yeah.

(ON PHONE) You know about that hit

last week,

the woman in the driveway?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, word is,

it was a total c*ck-up.

Wrong b*tch entirely.

f*ck. Where did you hear that?

I think, they were the ones

who organise

the weapon or something.

All I know is this massive,

like, a mix up.

Trigger man shot the wrong girl.

(LAUGHS)

Hm.

I meanthere's more.

I'll send you a copy

and the transcript.

Is that Keith?

After hours. No conflict.

OK, so, where does that leave you?

Well, it confirms

where Gavin got his information

from but otherwise, nowhere much.

It doesn't really help us

find the real target.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Get that if you have to.

No, uh, no. It's-it's not urgent.

Anyway, so, we're now looking

at other Sonia Matthews

who live in Melbourne.

So, at least that's a start, right?

But if none of them

are suburban mums in their 30s

And you've got no idea

what it's about?

No, we just got

a whole bunch of question marks,

you know, like, who's the top dog?

Why did they order the hit?

Who did they get

to carry out the hit?

Who's the real target?

We do know that

Ricky supplied the g*n

but he won't admit it and probably

never even saw who picked it up,

I mean, that's what you do.

You just

The less you know,

the safer you are.

That's the rules.

Well, you know

you've got a good feel

for these things.

Back yourself.

Do you know?

Huh?

'Cause you're just assuming

that both suspects are men.

Bet you 100 bucks, they are.

You can't afford that.

Anyway, I'm about to start briefing

my taskforce into Gavin's m*rder

so from now on,

it's better we have no contact.

Should've said that

eight weeks ago, huh?

Well, I'm glad I didn't.

(SIGHS)

Hey, listen. I-I texted Luke.

Oh, text. That's brave.

Well, considering you already

jumped the g*n and told him,

I didn't have many options, did I?

Anyway, I just said if,

when he ever wants to beat me up,

throw a beer on my face,

I'm happy to make.

I wouldn't blame him.

But, I've got no regrets, Hols.

So just think,

sometimes good decisions

can have bad outcomes

and bad decisions

can have good outcomes.

It's possible.

Is it?

(SOFT MUSIC)

(ON PHONE) Hi, Holly.

Just got to the house

to pick up some clothes

and it's burnt to the ground.

No, just kidding. It's all good.

But look, that aside,

thank you for the heartfelt apology.

No, wait.

That-that wasn't it, was it?

What you talked about

was your curling wand.

That puts a marriage in perspective,

doesn't it?

(TENSE MUSIC)

Quiet. Quiet.

Alright.

Alright, uh,

the cop as effective as Gav

put away a lot of people,

made a lot of enemies.

Not helped by his dedication

to easing the trauma suffered

by their wives and girlfriends.

f*ck you, Gav.

Yeah.

Regardless

of what you think of that,

he was a very effective cop,

and it's our job to find the prick

that did this time.

Now, we've managed to round things

down to a pretty short list

of genuine suspects.

Eli?

OK, team.

All these guys

are on our list of people

who at one point threatened Gav.

They're also the ones

who can't prove

where they were when Gav was k*lled.

We've got Sam Kufosi,

Vic Persa, Michael Moses,

Jimmy Lamont and David Chan.

Now, I'm gonna be splitting up

into teams

of five to put each of these blokes

under the microscope, right?

Then, we're gonna swarm all over 'em

till one of them cracks,

uh, Vic Persa's even done time

for trying to k*ll Gav

but Jimmy Lamont

has only recently been paroled

and Maia Kirsner is gonna tell us

more about that one.

Well, we know Sgt Butterfield

had been harassing Sonia Matthews

and he initially said he was at work

when Sonia was m*rder*d

but we now know from the statement

I took yesterday

regarding the matter

that he wasn't at work at all.

He was at Jimmy Lamont's house.

Jimmy got out

of Bowen Jail about 11:30

and when he arrived home

after a four-year stretch,

he found the cop who'd put him away

screwing his wife

which is why I thought

we should put him on this list.

Yep, that's why we agreed.

Here's how I split

you up into teams.

Alright,

if you can't see your name up there,

you're staying here on admin duties.

So, get organised,

get armed and go rattle some cages.

Get into it.

Alright.

OK.

(BIRD CHIRPS)

Hm, gotcha.

Dad said

he told you the house burnt down.

Oh, that wasn't very funny.

Oh, he thought it was fun.

That's good because you two

are as bad as each other.

Well, it happens every morning.

We get halfway to school

and then you suddenly go,

"Eek, don't turn off the curler."

It's because, eek,

he can never remember.

And then you always call dad

and then, he says

"I thought you were gonna say sorry

so he could come back home."

You haven't, have you?

She's had a bit on, darlin'.

I'm going to beach

the day after tomorrow,

if you wanna come.

Sure. Uh, wait.

I've got

I just have to be somewhere

in the afternoon

but I can be there

in the morning I promise.

Yes. Yes!

(CHUCKLES) Hm.

You're the best mum, love you.

Love you too.

Bye, Bear.

Alright, I'm not surely.

I'll see you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Hey.

Mm?

Does she know anything?

Look, you-you don't have to tell me

what's happened.

It's up to you.

But her guts are in a tangle.

I've said my piece. Glass of wine?

No, thanks.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, you happened

to be on top this week.

Uh-huh.

So, what's brought this on?

Not preggers, are you?

Is that your go-to, is it?

You drink as much as you like, Dad.

Alright.

By the way, your fly's undone,

so, I guess

we're both showing our age.

Forgetting to pull your fly up

is not a sign of age.

Forgetting to pull it down, well,

it's a dead check giveaway.

('WITH ROSES'

BY THE WALKING WHO PLAYS)

OK, Sonia Matthews of Middle Park.

Are you a blonde in your 30s?

('WITH ROSES'

BY THE WALKING WHO CONTINUES)

(DOOR KNOCKS)

Hi, I'm detective O'Rouke.

Are you, um

('WITH ROSES'

BY THE WALKING WHO CONTINUES)

Hi, uh, Sonia Matthews?

That's my grandma.

('WITH ROSES'

BY THE WALKING WHO CONTINUES)

Oh, man.

(SIGHS)

Hey.

Where is everyone?

Out, rattling cages,

busting down doors,

threatening people at gunpoint,

forcing confessions.

You opted out?

I've been deployed elsewhere.

How are you coping?

Uh, pretty slowly

with only one of me.

It's Sonia's memorial tomorrow.

And can any of you come?

I promised Mike

and I-I really need some extra eyes.

I'm sorry.

We have to be

at Gavin's funeral service.

You have to be.

That's alright. Cool.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Come on, Bear!

I can see but

Yeah.

Oh.

At least he's not wearing

his budgie smokers.

Yeah. (LAUGHS)

My mum and I used to say

they scared away the fishes.

And people.

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

They're trying out

for Baywatch Australia.

Dad!

Hey, kid. Whoa!

(LAUGHS)

Well, I'm gonna go make sure

Bear doesn't drown.

OK.

See you. Bye.

Hi, Bear.

Hey.

Hi.

I, um, I got your voice mail

and, yeah, fair point.

Well, I'm just glad you're OK.

Oh, thanks.

Are you seeing Dylan?

Are you kidding?

OK, sorry.

Oh, I just

Um, he said he'd text, so I

Sorry.

Yeah, he did but why the f*ck

would I wanna see Dylan?

I'd probably blow him up

if I saw him right now.

They tell me you're going grey.

Mm.

Oops! Raw nerve.

(LAUGHS)

You missing me yet?

I am, actually.

You know, Holly,

we'd barely touched for months,

barely spoken about anything deeper

than who was taking Alice

where on the weekends.

Maybe it needed something like this.

Mm.

(LAUGHS)

No, bad. That's bad.

That's bad

(INDISTINCT).

Have you bought a bath towel

to the beach?

No, just a towel.

It's a bath towel.

It belongs in a bathroom.

You don't wear a bikini to work.

It's a piece of cloth whose function

is to dry the human body.

In a bathroom.

No, anywhere.

It's inappropriate on a beach.

Yeah, well, there is no law

that says the use of bath towels

must be restricted

to an indoor tiled environment.

There is a code

of acceptable behaviour.

See this?

This-this is what I've missed.

But you still can't, actually,

say you're sorry.

OK, I know.

Well, maybe you're not sorry.

Maybe that's the problem.

I am sorry. I am.

I am sorry. It was a mistake.

You know, I was lonely

and Dylan was desperately sad.

We had a few drinks and it happened.

I

Please, Luke, don't leave me

forever over this.

Who do you wanna be with?

I wanna be with you.

But I also wanna have the baby.

Holly, have you really

thought that through?

Do you know what it would mean

for us, for Alice?

Have you? You-you can't, Holly.

f*ck.

Um, we have to keep talking about

this and we will, I promise, but

I've gotta go.

I

So go.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Hi, Mike.

Beautiful flowers.

Most of these are from the UK.

Must have been ordered overnight

and delivered first thing.

Hey, thanks.

You expecting a lot of people?

No. Alright.

All the good friends are overseas

and thanks to you

everyone here thinks

I got away with m*rder.

Well,

I doubt, that's what everybody

I get trolled every single day.

You've got no idea

the hate that I'm coping.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Where's your squad, Detective?

Wasn't that the plan?

Um, yeah.

Well, it was the plan

but we've decided

to just keep a low profile

and see who turns up.

Low profile, eh? Sure.

I never even learned

how to do these.

Sonia, she always

I-I can

I knew you'd given up.

I could see it in your eyes.

Even last week I knew not to expect

anything from you or your squad.

"Everyone falls in love

with Sonia quickly.

But I fell hard.

She was backpacking"

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(BAGPIPES PLAYS)

Fire!

(g*nsh*t FIRES)

Fire!

(g*nsh*t FIRES)

(g*nsh*t FIRES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Hey.

Do you remember when we were asking

Mike Simpson about

whether someone had been

stalking Sonia,

how much information

did we give him?

Oh, god.

I asked whether Gavin Butterfield,

rang any bells.

But, no, like, you think

Mike couldn't have known

where he was, could he?

Yeah, I think he found out somehow.

I can put him within 1km.

His phone was connected

to the same base station

as Gavin's right

when his car blew up.

I think it's possible

it Mike k*lled Gavin.

sh*t.

Yeah.

Alright, so, he's not at home.

He's not at work.

He's not at the office

and no-one knows where he's gone.

(ON PHONE) OK, so he's out.

Yeah, where?

Well, how would I know?

Well, he's the prime bloody suspect

in Gavin's m*rder,

Holly, you need to find out

where he is

and just keep him talking

until we get there.

OK, just hold on, one minute.

OK, Dylan, hold on.

I'm just gonna connect to him now.

You there?

Yeah.

(PHONE LINE RINGS)

(ON PHONE) Hello.

Oh, Mike. It's Holly.

Holly O'Rouke.

(ON PHONE) What's up?

Um, I'm just going through,

uh, some snaps

that I took at Sonia's memorial

and, you know,

I-I know most of the people

but I just wanted

to double-check on a couple.

What now?

Soon as if we could.

But I can travel if you

I mean, where are you?

Are you at home?

No, no, I'm heading to court.

Court?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm trying to get access to my son.

Family court.

I really hope that goes well.

I don't know how I'd survive that,

you know, someone taking my child.

That's a nightmare.

So, now, I gotta go, OK?

Uh, no, wait a minute.

Where-where can we meet?

(SIGHS) Holly, what-what is this?

What do you mean?

This. Come on.

Thisthisthis whole,

you know, you poor thing tone.

No, no, no, I-I mean it, Mike.

I would

I wanna hear how it went.

You're serious?

I mean it, seriously.

(SIGHS) OK.

OK, if it means that much,

there's a cafe around the corner

here on Arthur Street, OK?

Yeah, we'll go through

the steps together, OK?

(POLICE SIREN WAILS)

What the hell?

(TENSE MUSIC)

Mike Simpson?

Detective inspector Dylan Mckenzie.

You're coming into headquarters,

Mike.

We've got a few questions

we'd like you to answer.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Good stuff, Mike.

Let's go and check.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

That's well played, Hol.

That's beautiful.

OK.

Mike, uh, first, do you wanna

cup of tea or a sandwich?

No, thank you.

Well, if you do want anything,

just let us know.

Listen. Can we please do this later?

'Cause I gotta get back to

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No, I just got a few-few questions

first but it shouldn't take long.

Do you recall the conversation

you had with Detective O'Rouke

and Detective Kirsner

about your wife being stalked?

Vaguely, yeah.

How did that make you feel?

Angry.

Yeah.

Very angry.

Do you remember

hearing the stalker's name?

Uh, I-I don'tI don't know.

Look, it-it didn't mean much to me.

Can we please make this quick?

Talk us through your day

last Wednesday.

What you did? Where you went?

I was planning my wife's memorial.

I remember a fish and chip shop

in Melton,

that's where

I asked her to marry me.

And I just

I-I missed her and I just

wanted to go back there, OK?

Yep.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Listen,

do you mind if I answer this?

Yeah. No. No. Take it.

It's my ex-wife.

Speaker.

Yep.

Put it on speaker.

Sure.

Bianca.

(ON PHONE) I'm just letting

you know the hearing's over, Mike.

Given the scene outside there

wasn't much of an argument.

I'm sorry the order's been made.

Connor's staying with us.

If you really love him,

I-I hope you can see

I just want the best for him.

Mm-hm.

(PHONE CALL ENDS)

See, the phone location

by itself won't be enough.

And before we can actually

charge him we're gonna need to prove

that he was lying about the fish

and chip shop,

but I think he's our man.

How long will that take?

Oh, five minutes or less.

Yeah.

How's it going?

Best day ever.

Hey. We all good?

Yep.

Yeah.

Alright.

So, we collected, like,

76 filthy tonnes of staff

in line of sight

of where Gavin was k*lled.

Any luck?

Uh, well, this soft drink can.

Mm.

Yeah.

That's an interesting bugger,

actually,

um, there were still traces

of saliva

left around the rim

and when we tested that DNA

You gotta match.

We gotta match.

It's someone on your radar

but it's not Mike.

(SIGHS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(INDISTINCT).

He's paying.

(WHISTLES)

Jimmy Lamont.

Detective Inspector Dylan McKenzie.

You're under arrest

for the m*rder of Gavin Butterfield.

Yeah.

Ready?

Yes, settle.

Now, you got the right

to remain silent.

Jimmy, anything you do

say can be used against you.

There's evidence in court.

Watch your head.

Is that a yes? I heard a yes.

You ruined my shirt

you're a f*cking prick.

(THEME MUSIC)

Just let it go. Let it go.

I was wrong, dad.

Twice I thought Mike's a k*ller.

Twice?

Yeah, I was wrong both times.

You were doing the job.

Hm, not very well.

A few blokes I've worked with

are convicted innocent people,

alright?

And you are beating yourself up

for just suspecting one.

Maybe just think of it like that.

Look, I guess the-the problem

Is what?

We've got this dad

who can't see his son now

and that's because of me.

So, just when did I become

the home-wrecker?

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

So, is Jimmy Lamont talking?

Jimmy's been around

the block too many times.

He's not saying anything.

But we've charged him?

Yep.

And the DPP is getting the brief.

Well, let's hope it holds.

Yeah.

Hey, Hols.

Yeah?

We'll help you

to have this idiot back.

He's yours.

Oh, that would be great, thanks.

Thanks, man.

Hey, idiot.

Look, if you wanna stay with them,

I don't mind.

No, no, I actually asked

to be transferred back to you.

OK, that's nice. Thank you.

Right. Where are we up to?

Uh, well, we have to identify

who Sonia Matthews

was mistaken for without, you know,

having any idea what it's all about.

So, what's taking you so long?

Yeah, welcome back.

Any suggestions gratefully received.

One minute. Luke?

Luke, what are you

Are you on the brief against Jimmy?

Unfortunately, I have a relationship

with the head of the investigation.

I argued, believe me,

I'm not here by choice.

OK, well,

maybe I should sit in on this.

It's not your brief, Hol.

No, I just think that

if we're all in a room together

There's no way I'm sitting in a room

with you and Dylan, ever.

This is not your brief

and if you come in, I'm leaving.

Got it?

sh*t.

That's (INDISTINCT).

Yeah, it's OK, mate. Thanks.

Uh

I understand Alice must deal,

Luke, I'd be angry too.

I-I get it.

Can you account

for where this lemonade

can was between being found

in the wheelie bin

and tested at the lab?

What vehicle it travelled in?

Where it was stored?

Uh

Was there an opportunity for a swap?

Where was it kept in the lab?

Under what conditions?

Who had access, mm?

And how did, uh,

how did Mr Lamont know

where to find Gavin?

Police addresses

are very closely guarded.

This wasn't even his actual home

and yet a bloke

who's barely out of jail

knew exactly where he had to go

and which car he had to rig up?

If the defence make an issue

of how he knew that,

what-what do we say?

I don't know, mate.

You should have found the answers

to all of this before

an arrest was made,

but that's not how

you do things, is it?

You just act on impulse

without stopping to assess

the damage you're doing

to yourself and those around you.

Is there a problem?

No.

Well, if you seriously want us

to prosecute this case,

I'm afraid there's a lot of mistakes

we're gonna have to fix up first,

if that's even possible

at this point in time.

Alright.

(SOFT MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

What's going on with Luke and Dylan?

I thought they were mates.

Oh. I don't know.

Problems with the brief?

Yeah, more than I thought they'd be.

For one thing, Luke can't figure out

how on earth Jimmy knew

which house Gavin was in.

It's a good question too.

God,

imagine if you got the wrong house.

What?

That guy who blew up Gavin.

The wrong house?

Yeah.

What a mess that would have been.

(TENSE MUSIC)

What if that was a mix up

with Sonia?

What if it was just the wrong house?

That was a mess.

I mean, what if the sh**ter

was just given a description,

you know, like blonde haired mum

in such and such house

on-on Bellbird Crescent.

Brown brick, double-storey,

triple garage.

Holly.

OK, we're betting the farm here.

We won't show all our cards at once

but we are looking

for a blonde in her 30s.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR KNOCKS)

Um

Well, at least we tried.

Who thought I wanna to be

remembered as a triumph?

Wait.

That car's the same colour

as Sonia's.

Mum, kid in a blue SUV.

(TENSE MUSIC)

It's a mum and a kid in a blue SUV.

They're both

on the corner of Bellbird Crescent.

They're just at opposite ends.

The dark hair doesn't fit.

(TENSE MUSIC)

We need the body-cam footage

from the door knock,

the afternoon Sonia was m*rder*d.

OK. Come on.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm.

What number was it?

46. Here we go.

This was 92 minutes

after Sonia was k*lled.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Blonde!

Yeah.

Yes!

Whoo!

OK, just breathe, uh, OK.

Let's play this back.

On the day that Sonia Matthews

was k*lled

she was a blonde-haired

woman with a primary school kid.

She was in a blue SUV

and living on the corner

of Bellbird Crescent.

Yep.

That exact description fits her

too.

So, if that's what the sh**ter

was told and Sonia was a mistake,

then this woman's

gotta be the real target.

Yeah.

So, who the hell are you?