(Mackenzie)
I moved halfway around the world
to get away from Dolphin Cove.
What's the situation?
Is there gonna be an inquiry?
No, I'm pretty happy
with my mobile plan at the moment.
- What?
- Please don't call me again.
I was stitched up.
I would never tamper with evidence.
You and Daisy?
She's brilliant.
She is perfect for you.
You had the ring out.
Why didn't you?
Glenn Albert Strong
will you marry me?
Yes.
(laughing)
(down-tempo music playing)
It was Charles Ogden, my ancestor,
who first struck coal
in the escarpment behind us.
And here, he built his wharf
to serve the boats
sailing outward laden
with Ogden coal.
(tourists murmuring)
Now follow me as we enter
the haunted shower block.
In here, the miners would wash away
the grime of 14 hours underground.
Old Charlie Ogden was a gambler,
and all the money that would roll in
from the mine
would roll straight back out again
and into the pockets
of Dolphin Cove's bookies.
And the souls of the dozens
of miners buried alive in the mine
are said to remain
within these walls.
(dramatic music plays)
Deep in debt, terrified of
the punishment coming his way,
unable to see any way out,
Charles slit his own throat
with this very knife.
He was discovered by his son,
my great-grandfather,
who, panicked,
did the only thing he could.
He set off the emergency alarm.
And it is said
whenever the wind blows just right,
you might hear the alarm
in the distance
and glimpse a reflection in the blade
of the ghost of Ogden's Mine.
(music builds)
Today, though,
the mine is no longer operational,
and the alarm hasn't been heard
in 42 years.
(indistinct conversations)
Thank you!
Bye-bye!
Cheerio.
See you again.
Last tour.
End of an era.
Thank Christ for that.
- (clattering)
- Clearing out your stuff.
- Is that it?
- Got rid of the rest of it years ago.
You need to pack up
and get out of the cottage as well.
So what now?
- A few million bucks in your pocket?
- (chuckling softly)
What, kids' inheritance
ready to be spent?
Blow it all on the wicked stepmother?
Finn, it's his inheritance,
not yours.
No. You deserve it.
(air brakes hiss)
Is Lottie, uh, not coming in
to see her old man?
Doesn't look like it.
(Priya)
Okay, darling.
I'm off to grab a drink
with the girls.
(Finn)
What, just one?
Wha I'm kidding.
(knock on door)
(suspenseful music playing)
Who is it?
(woman)
It's Lottie!
(hinges squeaking)
- What's this?
- Dinner.
Why are you bringing it to me?
Last chance, I guess.
It's Mum's recipe.
(down-tempo music playing)
(Vince)
Are you coming in or
I'm packing up the last of it.
Uh, no.
I'm on I'm on duty.
(music continues)
(Colin)
So, uh, when's the big day?
(Glenn) Uh, it's a bit of an ongoing
discussion, that one.
(Daisy) Well, I'd be happy
with something casual on the beach,
reception here
so we can do it sooner.
And I'd like something
a little bit more special.
Well, it is special.
It's our favourite place,
with all our friends.
- We don't need to rush it.
- Well, I'm not Okay. Yes.
Ongoing discussion, date TBC.
But engagement drinks here
on Friday night.
- Ooh!
- (woman) Ooh-hoo! (laughs)
- Hey.
- (Priya) Hi.
Just another bottle of prosecco,
please.
- Yeah. Same again?
- Darling,
- I don't drink anything else.
- Ah.
(indistinct conversations)
Wedding on the beach.
How good's that?
Oh, it's just so good.
Ah. They'd never let you do that
in England.
Also, it
it does rain quite a lot,
to be fair.
(alarm blaring in distance)
Oh, my God.
What is that?
(Glenn)
It's the mine collapse alarm.
- (gasps)
- Oh!
The mine's closed,
and that that alarm hasn't been
on for thirty-odd years.
- (Colin) Uh, forty-two.
- What?
Forty-two years.
So why is it on now?
(dramatic music playing)
(alarm blaring)
(Priya)
What's going on?
- No idea.
- Vince?
(Lottie)
I'll try and get a visual.
- Vince! Open the door!
- (Finn) Give me a go.
- Vince!
- It's locked.
- (alarm stops)
- (Lottie) The power's gone out.
The alarm must have blown it.
(grunting)
I think he's bolted it!
Let me have a go.
Let me have a go!
Okay!
- Give me a hand!
- (Finn) Yeah.
One, two, three.
(grunts)
Vince!
(Priya)
What are we gonna do?
(Lottie)
Get out of the way.
Get out of the way!
Come on!
Quick!
(all grunting, wood cracking)
(Priya screaming)
(music builds, ends)
(theme music playing)
(Colin) Vince Ogden.
Owns the old mine.
The mine collapse alarm came on
about 8:00.
We all heard it.
Is this the lever for the alarm here?
- Uh, we'll print it.
- Mm-hm.
The family thought it was odd.
Rushed here.
Found the door locked
and bolted from the inside.
Broke it down.
Found Vince on the floor.
Suspected suicide.
Looks like he cut his own throat.
Not for the first time.
Well, first time for him,
but not for the Ogdens.
His ancestor, Charles Ogden,
took his own life in the
same way with that exact knife.
The alarm came on that night as well.
How do you know all this?
Oh, I, um, I took the final tour
this afternoon.
- You know, before they sell it off.
- (mobile buzzing)
It was actually brilliant.
You wouldn't believe what went on
in Dolphin Cove back then.
(clears throat)
Clarke.
(Jack)
I knew this would happen.
- What?
- Cast your mind back.
Didn't I say
this was going to happen?
Uh, I-I'm in the middle
of something here.
- I said
- Look, you said
that you were happy
with your mobile plan, as I recall.
Which was not a word of a lie,
but parallel
a coded implication that all
would be well, and I was right.
- You're cleared.
- Really?
You'll get official notification.
But I can reveal the inquiry found
tampering with evidence
by someone internal, not you.
There'll be another trial.
So So we'll get him?
Oh, we'll get him, yeah.
More importantly,
you're free to come back.
Swiftly, if you can manage it.
A bit snowed under over here.
Also, looks like it's gonna snow!
- Mack.
- (Jack) Place is a shambles.
No trains. Hardly a bus to be found.
Every year.
How have they not figured that out
yet, I hear you ask.
Mackenzie, you there?
I have to go.
(down-tempo music playing)
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah. I'm fine.
- Felix?
- Sorry about the dark.
The alarm blew out some wires,
but I'm working on it.
- I'll check the back.
- Mm-hm.
Based on his temperature,
I'd say he's been dead
an hour or so, two at the most.
So he died at the same time
that the alarm went off?
Around then.
(Mackenzie) Uh, that broken lock
is consistent with forced entry.
- Can you mark that for us?
- (Colin) Yeah.
And we'll need the doorknob
for fingerprinting.
(Colin)
Oh. All right.
Okay.
Where's the family?
It's so awful.
We had so much to look forward to.
Was there any indication
he was thinking about doing
something like this?
No.
I mean
Oh, it's probably nothing.
Anything can help.
He just seemed very moody lately.
I'd almost say paranoid.
- How?
- (Priya) He seemed preoccupied.
A bit secretive.
That sort of thing.
He hated life, basically.
He was miserable all the time.
You were at the Surf Club
when the alarm came on.
Vince wanted some time by himself
to say goodbye to the place.
I should have stayed with him.
When I heard the alarm
The mine hadn't been operational
in years.
- I knew something wasn't right.
- What happened when you arrived?
He was locked in.
(Mackenzie)
Why didn't you use your keys?
I did.
The door was bolted from the inside
as well as locked.
Like I said, he'd gotten paranoid.
Sometimes I had to knock
to get into my own house.
It's not your house.
(Priya)
Are you still going on about that?
So, what did you do?
She didn't do anything.
(Priya sighs)
We couldn't get in with the key,
so Lottie broke the door down.
Lucky Lottie had a
pole thingy or whatever.
Otherwise Vince would still be
in there, all alone.
It's called a Halligan bar.
It's what I used to break
the door down.
(Mackenzie) Right.
So the Halligan bar forced the lock
from its fixtures.
(Lottie)
Mm-hm.
Do you know what he kept
in those wooden boxes
on top of the chest?
(Lottie)
Junk, probably.
There's junk everywhere
in that place.
(down-tempo music playing)
(Mackenzie) We still have
some questions to ask.
Sorry. It's just Priya and Finn
being at each other.
It does my head in.
It's why I moved out.
When was the last time
you saw your dad?
Earlier this evening.
I dropped him off a pie.
Did you take it inside?
No.
I haven't been in there for years.
- Why not?
- It wasn't a happy place for me.
(Mackenzie)
What does that mean?
Tough relationship with Dad, I guess.
Tough? How so?
He wasn't a nice man.
Go as far as to call him cruel.
Was that to anyone in particular?
(exhales sharply)
Most people, really.
What time did you get here?
Around 6:00.
(Colin)
Why did you come back?
I, uh, do a patrol, so I was nearby.
Heard the alarm.
(alarm blaring)
Didn't even know it still worked.
- Why would he turn it on?
- I don't know.
It was weird.
That's why I came straight over.
I got here, and Priya and Finn
were arriving, too.
- (Priya) What's going on?
- No idea.
Vince?
We broke the door d-down.
Do you know what was in
that open wooden box
on top of the chest?
No. I told you.
I haven't been in there for years.
So it could be anything.
(mid-tempo music playing)
Uh, I'm still working
on the switchboard.
Mm-hm.
Why would a bloke
about to get millions of dollars
from selling his land
take his own life?
That is a good question.
And why would he turn the alarm on
after 42 years?
That is another good question.
But it's not the most important one.
What's the most important one?
Where is his dinner?
(shutter clicking)
Lottie said she dropped him off
a pie, so where is it?
Uh he ate it?
No dishes in the sink.
Nothing in the bin.
He didn't eat it.
Nothing in the fridge.
Nothing in the freezer.
- Ah.
- (Felix) Here we go.
Mm.
(clock ticking)
So Vince is supposedly planning
to take his own life,
yet he takes the time
to put a pie in the oven.
A pie he's never going to eat.
It doesn't make sense.
(door closes)
The only thing that makes sense
is m*rder.
But the only way out was bolted
from the inside.
Well, the k*ller escaped somehow,
leaving a locked door behind them.
I mean, unless it's a ghost,
there has to be an answer.
(electricity buzzing)
(mid-tempo music playing)
Vince Ogden just sold Ogden Mine
and the land around it
for a truckload.
Okay.
What do we know about him?
Uh, his first wife, Dot,
Lottie and Finn's mother.
History of mental-health issues.
She left him a while ago
after she was sectioned.
Okay.
Can we get in contact with her?
Uh, she is now deceased.
Mm.
The questions.
Why did the alarm come on?
And how did the k*ller escape if
the door was bolted from the inside?
- Yeah.
- Well, I've got the phone records
from Vince's landline,
which nobody normal ever uses.
(Reggie)
I use my landline every night.
Exactly.
There was a phone call
from the phone box
near the Stirling Road shop
a couple of days ago.
Mm-hm.
Find out if anyone saw anything.
Okay.
(Colin) I've been going through
Vincent's affairs,
and they are in an absolute state.
He kept everything.
And I mean everything.
Have you found a will?
- Not yet, no.
- Ah.
Well, keep looking.
I'm off to feed the birds.
- (Colin) Water bill, '94.
- Boss?
(Colin)
Footy record, '89.
- Demons beat the Swans at the SCG.
- (door closes)
Nine points.
(birds chirping, Philomena whistling)
It's an exciting time for you.
Why is that?
- Mother of the groom.
- Oh! Yes. Oh, yes.
Let's hope it's more successful
than last time.
I think Daisy's probably a safer bet.
A safer bet.
Mm.
I suppose that's, uh,
what we want in a partner, isn't it?
Isn't it?
Well, you know me and small talk,
Mackenzie.
I heard from D.I. Mooney
that your inquiry is finished.
I assume that's why you want to talk
to me.
Yes.
- Cleared?
- Yeah. Yep.
Yes. So I am free
to go back to London.
Will you?
What?
Will you go back?
Yes.
Yeah.
Yep.
You know, of course.
It's all I've wanted since the day
I got here is to go back,
and um, now
- (she sobs)
- Oh, God.
- Oh, God. Are you
- I'm sorry.
- I think I am.
- Oh, my God.
- Mackenzie, at work
- I don't know what's going on.
Well, could you, uh,
could you stop it?
- Could you stop it quickly?
- I'm trying. I'm trying.
I'm gonna try. It's not
No, no. It's not working.
- I can see it's not working. Uh
- Oh!
- Do you have a, uh
- I don't have a thing!
- Here we go.
- Thank you. Oh!
(grunting, snorting)
- Is it over?
- (inhales sharply)
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, I think it is.
Oh, gosh.
Honestly.
Oh, Mackenzie.
What on earth has got into you?
- I don't know!
- What's going on here?
- Nothing.
- Nothing.
Okay, then.
(clears throat)
Last will and testament.
(down-tempo music plays)
Who gets the land?
(sniffs)
Me?
You didn't know?
Uh, no.
We never really talked about it.
And you've been married for how long?
Eight years.
And the kids left
soon after you were married?
Yes. Uh, Lottie left to train
in Wollongong.
And Finn, well,
he moved into the wharf cottage.
Still far too close.
We never really got along,
if I'm honest.
Yeah. No.
We've picked up on that, actually.
So, why was that?
He couldn't accept the fact
that his father was moving
into a different phase in his life.
And he sure didn't want
a new stepmother.
And now this is all yours.
(down-tempo music playing)
What are you implying?
- He took his own life.
- (mobile ringing)
Did he?
Hello, mate.
Do you remember Vince getting
a phone call a couple of days ago
on the landline?
Actually, yeah, I do.
(Mackenzie)
What was it about?
(Priya)
Vince wouldn't say.
(Mackenzie)
You didn't overhear anything?
All I heard was something like
(Vince) (voice echoing)
I keep my promises.
I have no idea what it meant, but
it put him in a bit of a mood.
Who was it from?
Who knows?
A real estate agent?
Someone who owed him money?
Could be anyone.
Glenn.
W
(music continues)
Very clear print.
Unmistakable.
- Whose?
- Yours.
Oh, t-the the tour.
- The W-We all held it.
- Yeah.
Probably half of Dolphin Cove's
had their hand on this knife
at some stage.
It's not gonna get us anywhere.
Unless you want to hold him
until you can clear him.
Yes. Yes.
I very much want to do that. Yes.
- H-Hang on a minute.
- Could take a couple of days.
No. We've got cells.
We've got shackles.
Okay.
We've all had our fun.
What about the lever?
The alarm?
- Wiped clean.
- Presumably by the k*ller.
- Yeah.
- Mm.
Well, if there's nothing else,
I'm gonna go through
my video footage from the tour,
see if that gives us some answers.
Don't leave town.
Yeah.
- (door closes)
- On to those next.
See if they give us anything.
I'm going back to London.
What?
Mm. Yeah.
The inquiry, it cleared me.
So, uh, yeah.
I'm going home.
- Mack, that's
- Yeah.
- that's fantastic.
- (chuckling softly)
Well, that's what you wanted,
isn't it?
Mm-hm.
- When are you going?
- After this.
Wow.
- You'll miss the wedding.
- Yep.
Yeah, I guess I will.
(chuckles softly)
Anyway.
Yeah.
Back to it.
Such good news, though.
I'm really happy for you.
(Colin)
So, what have you got?
Oh, we came up blank on the phone box
at the Stirling Road shop.
No one saw anything.
But we did have a chat
to Vico De Vito.
Buggerlugs here didn't want to.
I didn't see how he was
a relevant witness.
Ah.
And yet
- Just tell them.
- Okay.
Early last Tuesday morning
about 3:30,
which is kind of middle
of the night, really
- Reggie.
- Okay. Vico was out with Striker.
- And they were down
- S-Sorry. Sorry. Who's Striker?
Oh, he's a rescue greyhound
with bladder issues.
Now, they were down on that
little beach next to the wharf.
Vico said he saw Vince and Finn
unloading a boat.
Uh, unloading what?
Well, he couldn't see properly, but
he reckoned it looked like bricks.
Bricks?
Oh. Drugs.
- Mm.
- Yeah. It's the perfect spot for it.
You can't see the wharf unless you're
all the way down on the beach.
Yeah.
Vico doesn't normally go down there.
But Striker's particular
about where he goes.
Anyway, he said they put the stuff
into a couple of bags
and then the boat chugged off.
So Finn and Vince
were bringing in drugs?
- And arguing about it.
- Ooh!
Bit of argie-bargie,
according to Vico.
It's worth a search?
(mid-tempo music playing)
Absolutely.
(music continues)
(Finn) It'll be fine, Bunny.
Don't worry about it.
- Bunny?
- Fishing mate.
He was worried the weather
might come in, but look at this.
Might I remind you this is
private property, Detective.
Ooh.
Warrant to search it.
Well, if I knew the paperwork
was official,
I would've had a cake in the oven.
Mm-hm.
You have the keys?
Where were you last Tuesday
at about 3:30 a.m.?
It's a good question
and a fair one.
Can I take it on notice?
My office will be in touch.
Were you here unloading a boat,
coming to blows with your dad
over something?
I could never.
I mean, bless him, but the old bloke
couldn't fight to save himself.
Just wouldn't be right.
Mm.
Where are my manners?
Would you like a beer, Detective?
No.
- Thank you.
- (bottles clanking, door closes)
Or an argument over a drug shipment,
a lot of money at stake?
Hang on.
Are you suggesting I k*lled him?
Yeah. No.
It has crossed my mind.
It was suicide.
Or a dispute,
a drug deal gone wrong.
I don't have anything
to do with drugs.
What were you arguing about?
Mackenzie.
We've got something.
Cigarettes.
Boxes of them, in here.
(Colin)
A tool bag. Crowbar.
(Finn)
I told you.
I don't have anything to do
with drugs.
We get them in from Indonesia,
and we sell them on.
That's ill*gal.
Sure.
But we got to make a living.
I mean, weekly tours
for half a dozen bored tourists
doesn't really cut it.
What was the dispute with Vince
about?
(Finn)
They were out of date.
No one wants stale smokes,
so they're worthless.
It's a couple hundred bucks, okay?
I'm hardly gonna k*ll for it.
We're going to take them as evidence,
and we need access to the house.
I'd be delighted to have you
as guests.
I'll put the kettle on.
Where are you gonna live
when all this is sold?
I always land on my feet, Detective.
(mid-tempo music playing)
(Vince on recording) slit his own
throat with this very knife.
(electricity crackling)
He was discovered by his son,
my great-grandfather,
who, panicked,
did the only thing he could.
He set off the emergency alarm.
And if the wind blows just right,
you might hear the alarm
in the distance
and glimpse a reflection in the blade
of the ghost of Ogden's Mine.
(suspenseful music plays)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Uh
(keys clicking)
(Vince, on recording)
the ghost of Ogden's Mine.
(music builds)
Oh, my giddy aunt.
(Mackenzie)
You want me on a plane tomorrow?
(insect buzzing)
But I'm in the middle of a case.
(Jack)
I know. I know.
- Making progress?
- Yeah. Getting there.
Ah. Here's me stuck
behind a desk all day.
I'm loving it, but to be honest,
I'm a bit jealous of you
being on the tools, as you'd say.
Well, when I've closed,
I'll tell you all about it.
- (swatter thuds, insect buzzing)
- (Jack) There you go.
Finish what you have to do,
and we'll get you on a plane
and over for dinner.
Anna's cooking.
I'm doing the wine.
We'll get a fire going,
have a good old chat.
It'll be great to have you back.
We've missed you, Mackenzie.
The whole team.
Yeah. I miss you too.
- (knock on door)
- Ooh!
- Can I come in?
- (exhales deeply)
Uh, sorry.
I've
- Why is there no handles?
- Yeah. I've got to go.
(Jack) Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Sure I'll see you soon enough.
(Colin) (speaking indistinctly,
knocking on door)
(exhales deeply)
What?
Sorry.
I know it's late.
I've seen something in the footage.
I'm not sure what it is,
but it's something.
Show me.
It's a bit creepy,
if I'm honest.
Someone less sturdy might be
a little bit frightened.
But the thing is,
I've seen this
Ow!
What was that for?
Mosquito.
Mm.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
(Vince, on recording)
a glimpse,
a reflection in the blade
of the ghost of Ogden's Mine.
(gasps)
Oh, my giddy aunt.
That's what I said!
(down-tempo music playing)
Yeah.
Unmistakable.
- Mm.
- Dot Ogden.
- But I thought she was dead.
- (Colin) Not anymore.
(Felix) I've inventoried
Vince's documents.
I've got her death certificate.
Coronial declaration, which you
can get after seven years
of someone being missing with
no contact and no sightings.
Colin, can you tell us
about the title on the wharf?
Uh, yep.
Uh, used to be
under two names
Vince and Dorothy Ogden.
And after Dot was declared dead?
Just Vince.
Ah, yeah.
He cut her out.
No.
Well, she was dead.
I mean, he thought she was dead.
Everyone did.
- Yeah, but she wasn't.
- (Reggie) So where was she?
Well, we're going to
ask her that.
But I think as far as she's
concerned, he cut her out
of her half of that property
and all the money
that was gonna come from it.
Could she be the one
who called Vince?
Mm.
Worth looking into.
At the phone box
near the Stirling Road shop.
Back to Stirling Road.
Someone must have seen her.
She must be staying somewhere.
And we
we're gonna talk to the family.
(down-tempo music playing)
(air brakes hiss, engine stops)
Hey.
What's this about?
I know this might sound weird,
Lottie,
but do you know where your mum is?
What?
She's dead.
Is she?
(Colin)
We know she's alive.
And we know she saw Vince
that day.
Right before he was k*lled.
We're just wondering
if she came to see you.
She didn't k*ll him.
(Mackenzie)
So you have seen her?
Yes.
How do you know
she didn't k*ll him?
Because she was in the car with me.
(Colin)
Dot was with you?
(Lottie)
Yeah.
And she'd already got
what she wanted.
The boxes.
Someone went through them.
One was left open.
What was in them?
(music continues)
Letters?
Read them.
"Dear Lottie, I can't believe
my little girl is 16.
I'm thinking of you,
and I am so proud of you."
So she wrote to you?
The odd birthdays,
a couple of Christmases.
But she wanted me to have them.
She wanted me to know.
She always loved me.
And Vince never gave them
to you?
No way.
(Mackenzie) Why didn't she
contact you another way?
Scared of Dad would be my guess.
Why did he keep them, though?
They incriminate him.
(Lottie)
Power.
He probably enjoyed it,
knowing they were there,
knowing that he got his way.
(Mackenzie) Knowing
she was alive the whole time.
That's awful.
It's just who he was.
So she was writing to you
all along,
she was desperate
for a relationship with you,
and your father denied you that.
I would never hurt my dad, if
that's what you're getting at.
I saw what anger and unhappiness
does to a family.
It's just a cycle.
And it just goes on and on,
and I had to escape it.
And I did.
Where is she?
- I don't know.
- Come on.
She wouldn't tell me.
After Dad died,
she went back into hiding.
She hasn't even had a chance
to see Finn.
She doesn't trust anyone, and
after what she's been through,
I-I don't blame her.
(freewheel clicking,
bell chimes)
(Reggie) Who'd have thought
there were so many places
to stay in Dolphin Cove?
I mean, back in the day,
it was a caravan park
- or you just slept on the beach.
- ill*gal.
Or in someone else's
sleeping bag, post-bonfire,
- if you know what I mean.
- I-I can figure that out.
Hey, we seriously got to
go through all those?
- That's the plan.
- God. That's gonna take hours.
- You have a better idea?
- Yeah, I do.
Vibes, mate, yeah?
Tune into Dot as a person,
get inside her head,
and figure out where she'd go.
Sure.
What, you don't think
that would work?
- Is that a serious question?
- Yeah, it is.
- Vibes?
- Yeah.
Just something
a bit more intuitive, mate.
Fine.
Really?
There's no point in arguing,
is there, Reggie?
Ah! Now you're getting
the hang of it.
Right. Let's do this.
Come on.
Okay. In the zone.
Close your eyes. Right.
I'm a tragic mother figure,
long presumed dead.
I'm returning home as a ghost
with a dark power.
- No. Wait. Stop.
- No, no.
- Mate, I'm getting something.
- No, no. Not you.
Her!
Stop! Police!
(dramatic music playing)
Ladies and gentlemen,
the ghost of Ogden Mine.
(music builds, slows)
You took the letters,
didn't you?
My letters.
You were in Vince's house
at the wharf.
Obviously.
You heard that he was selling
the wharf,
so you wanted your share.
I wanted my kids to get
their share.
Yeah. Okay. Fine.
Right
So you called him,
told him you were back,
and then you showed up
at the tour just to spook him.
And then, later,
when everyone else was gone,
you confronted him about
the lies he had told about you.
You knew or you suspected
that he would've kept
the letters, so you took them.
That's about it.
Did you turn the alarm on?
What? No.
I took the letters
and went straight to Lottie.
I never wanted to see him again
after what he put me through.
What had he put you through?
Vince had you sectioned?
- Yeah.
- (down-tempo music playing)
And sure, I was struggling.
But that's not why he did it.
Why did he do it?
To prove that he could.
Same reason he kept
those letters.
Vince loved being in control.
He told me that if he ever saw
my face again,
that if I ever contacted
the kids except through him,
he'd do it again
and make sure I was locked up.
He promised me
I'd never see my kids.
I had to disappear,
like I never existed.
Oh, you must have been angry.
Oh. "Angry" doesn't begin
to describe it.
And when you found out that
he had told them you were dead
and he'd never given them
your letters
I wish I'd k*lled him.
The number of years
I spent dreaming about it.
But I left him alive.
(music continues)
What was on the table?
- (Dot) What?
- When you left.
Was there anything on the table
or on the bench?
Oh, his radio, a box of papers,
and a pie.
(Colin) Can you imagine?
Everything he robbed her of.
She has a motive, obviously.
She was in Vince's house.
We know that.
She says the pie
wasn't in the oven.
Oh. I love hearing
about this pie again.
(he chuckles)
Which means she left him alive.
- Unless she's lying.
- No. Even if she is.
Well, how did she lock the door
from the inside?
(Colin)
And who turned the alarm on?
Ugh!
They're all
They're all just
They're just They're clues!
The alarm, the locked door,
the knife, the pie,
the letters,
they're all just
They're just things
that are things
with nothing
that links them together,
nothing that makes them make
any sense.
Oh!
What am I missing?!
- (light buzzes)
- Oh.
- Oh.
- (mobile buzzing)
(door closes)
None?
At all?
Nothing usable.
It's a doorknob.
People have their hands on it
all the time.
There are prints all over it.
It's a mess.
So what are you doing now, then?
Now it's just staring at me
in pieces.
It's haunting you.
What am I gonna do,
not put it back together again?
Need a hand?
Uh, it's a bit complicated
You might not be much help.
(chuckling)
Oh.
That is maybe the most hostile
thing you have ever said to me.
Is it more hostile
than when you said
that linen was for tablecloths
and drug lords?
(chuckles)
Ah, that can't have been
that hostile,
because you are still
wearing it.
Because it is extremely
breathable.
Yes.
That is why drug lords like it.
It keeps them cool
in the hot weather.
- That's why I like it.
- Okay, then. We are agreeing.
(down-tempo music playing)
You want a drink?
Mm.
Lottie really did a number on it
when she smashed the door in.
(door opens)
That's the underside
of the door bolt.
Right.
So it would have been
screwed to the door frame.
Right.
Mm.
So why is it scratched?
Looks like the markings
of a crowbar.
Have you seen the Halligan bars?
They destroy anything
they touch.
- Chocolate milk, right?
- Yeah.
Oh.
Where'd you get that?
Fridge.
That's my drink.
Yeah.
That's what I said.
You put it in the fridge for me?
Yep.
Why?
Because you're here a lot
for work.
So is Colin.
So is your mum.
So are a lot of people.
They don't have their drinks
in here.
(music continues)
(music building)
(Finn)
It was suicide.
- Oh!
- What?
(exhales sharply)
Uh, we're gonna we're
we're gonna go and see Daisy.
Oh, hey, babe.
I need you to pick up
decorations for tonight.
I think they're in the garage
(Mackenzie) The night
of the m*rder, you were here.
Oh, and hello to you, Mackenzie.
Daisy.
Okay.
Uh, so what night was that?
- When the alarm came on.
- Oh, yeah. Of course.
Okay. And Priya. Priya Ogden.
She was here.
(exhales deeply)
I don't know her.
Uh, 5'4", brown hair,
big gold earrings.
- Yep. Got it.
- Yep. Okay.
Now, this is important.
Do you remember
what she was drinking?
I run a bar.
And she knocked over a bottle
when she ran out.
- (Mackenzie) Okay. What was it?
- No. Seriously.
She didn't even offer to clean
it up or anything.
- Daisy!
- She
Okay.
Um
(mid-tempo music playing)
(Mackenzie)
Ah!
- That's the one.
- (Glenn) So
- I was right.
- I knew you would be.
That's why the alarm came on.
It had to come on, otherwise
the plan wouldn't have worked.
- And the back of the bolt.
- Yeah, because of the crowbar.
- I know what happened.
- I know what happened.
(music builds, ends)
Are we even allowed
to be in here?
Settles today, doesn't it?
But maybe not as we expected.
This case really had us going.
A locked room.
A death that looked the same
as one 150 years ago.
An alarm coming on
for the first time in 42 years.
A long-lost mother returned
from the dead.
And the letters that proved
she never stopped loving
her children.
And a pie in the oven.
Mm.
(down-tempo music playing)
But in the end,
that was all noise,
'cause there was only
one question that mattered
How did the k*ller escape
through a door
that was bolted from the inside?
And the answer was
they didn't, because, well,
they couldn't.
Priya
you couldn't have k*lled
Vince.
You were at the Surf Club
all night.
(Priya)
Yeah.
(Mackenzie) We all saw you
spill a bottle of prosecco
when the alarm went off.
And, you know,
why would you k*ll him?
He was your husband.
You loved him.
You were set to live well
from the proceeds of the sale.
Yeah.
(music continues)
Dot he drove you away.
He had you declared dead.
He claimed your share
of the wharf and its land.
And, Lottie, he denied you
a relationship with your mother.
Dot, we know you were in here
with him.
And, Lottie, you were the first
on the scene.
But the question remains
How did the k*ller escape?
How did you, Finn?
- (dramatic music playing)
- What?
This is your land, isn't it?
It's Ogden land.
But once it was sold,
once Vince and Priya moved away,
you'd have nothing
nowhere to live,
nowhere to run
your little cigarette operation.
Nothing.
He was already dead
when I came in here.
Lottie came in first.
She saw me.
(Priya screaming)
Mm-hm. Absolutely.
Right, Lottie?
Yeah.
A-And the door was locked
and bolted.
I mean, we had to break it down.
All true.
- I think he's bolted it!
- Let me have a go.
I-I tried it.
I couldn't open it.
Priya tried it as well.
I saw her.
Ah. Yes.
Priya.
Now, that was the cleverest bit.
Two people
who hate each other
they have done for years
arriving independently
of each other.
Both try the lock
and find it bolted.
No one would ever believe
that they were in it together.
Or that they were in love.
Felix?
I saw these bottles
in Finn's fridge.
And it didn't mean anything
at the time,
but a few things fell into place
when Constable Wilkinson
completed his search.
This one
was in the recycling.
That's your brand, isn't it
Bunny?
It'll be fine, Bunny.
Fishing mate.
We checked your phone records.
Not a fishing mate at all.
You were talking to Priya.
Anyway, your prints,
they're all over it.
An affair.
So what?
(Mackenzie)
No, not just an affair.
A conspiracy.
(down-tempo music playing)
When Vince got that call
from Dot, was
was that what did it for you?
You knew it was Dot
on the phone.
Hello, Vince.
(Mackenzie)
You knew what he'd done to her,
what he could do to you.
How controlling he could be,
how paranoid.
(exhales sharply)
I mean, he had her sectioned.
He cut her off from her family,
threatened to put her behind
bars if she ever came back.
I mean, he could do the same
to you.
And you wouldn't see a cent.
I mean, he would pretend
that you were dead
if it meant he got to keep
his money.
(scraping)
That door was bolted.
She smashed it down.
Right.
And we are back to the alarm.
What are you talking about?
You k*lled him
before Vince had the chance
to take another woman you loved
away from you.
You framed it as a suicide,
turning Vince's own ghost story
against him.
You destroyed the bolt.
And the last, crucial step
you turned on the alarm.
(alarm blaring in distance)
- And why would I do that?
- Because you needed a witness.
(alarm blaring in distance)
You needed someone
other than you
to be here as soon as possible
to tell us
that the door was locked
and bolted.
Otherwise no one would
ever believe it was a suicide.
Finn left the door unlocked,
and then you locked it, Priya
and then pretended
you were unlocking it
so that when Lottie tried it,
the door wouldn't open.
And then all you needed was
someone to destroy the evidence.
And who better than Lottie,
a first responder
who would trust what her stepmum
and brother said to her
in the moment
and would come prepared to
knock down a door if required.
And, Priya, you had given him
what he needed.
You planted the crowbar that
Finn used to destroy the bolt.
But, Finn, you left it
in the back of your van.
Two sets of prints
yours, Priya, and yours, Finn.
And you got what you wanted.
Each other.
- Finn Ogden
- Priya Ogden
You would have got it all
in the end.
You could have shared it.
But the thought of spending
your life with someone
when you knew your true love
lay elsewhere
You couldn't do it, could you?
You know
that if you don't have love
you don't have anything.
(down-tempo music playing)
(Colin) You're under arrest
for the m*rder of Vince Ogden.
You don't have to say anything,
but anything you do or say
may be used against you
in court.
Do you understand?
(music continues)
(birds chirping)
What even is chicken salt?
Is it
Is it made from a chicken?
Is it Is it made from salt?
Do you know what I mean?
Can I make it at home
from household ingredients?
A mystery.
Why on earth are you saying
all of this?
I mean, have you learned nothing
about me?
Just to provide a, uh,
distraction.
- (down-tempo music playing)
- Aww!
(laughing)
The boss told us that you were
heading back to the UK, so
(Colin)
(clears throat)
- It's a boomerang.
- Uh-huh. Yeah.
Yes, it is.
Which in some indigenous
cultures signifies
(Mackenzie)
Returning.
Yeah.
My pop made it.
(softly)
Hey.
Uh thank you
everyone.
I mean, you are
an extremely odd person.
And you have so many waistcoats.
I mean, I can't quite get
my head around it.
But you are
a tremendous detective.
- It's been a pleasure.
- (Mackenzie) Mm.
Mackenzie?
(music continues)
Is
(door closes)
(birds chirping, squawking)
I heard from D.I. Mooney
that I can return this to you.
Your warrant card.
(chuckles softly)
Thank you.
I remember when you graduated
from the academy.
I pinned your badge
on your chest.
Is this your way of saying
that I'm letting you down again?
Oh, I think that's
a little bit dramatic.
We are what we are, aren't we?
One day you got a great member
of your team, and the next
not unfamiliar.
(down-tempo music playing)
I am sorry.
Yes.
So am I.
- Oh, you're not going to, um
- No.
'Cause I really couldn't deal
with that scene again.
- I'm not.
- It's just grotesque.
Yeah. No. I agree.
I agree.
(clears throat)
Well don't let me keep you.
(music continues)
Mm.
(exhales deeply, clears throat)
(whistling)
(music builds, continues)
(music continues)
(birds chirping, crying)
(music builds, ends)
So finally, I'm like,
"This is it."
Um, we'll go for a walk
along our beach.
We'll come back here,
where we first got together.
Engagement story.
I haven't got you booked
for another five minutes.
And I ain't missing
the speeches.
Trevor?
Pull your head in.
and I'm like, "My God.
He doesn't remember any part
of it.
This is gonna be
a total surprise."
So I get down on one knee,
pop the question,
and guess what he's got
in his pocket.
He was gonna do it
at exactly the same time.
(Colin)
No way!
In the exact same spot
where we had our first kiss.
And I thought he'd forgotten.
Not a chance.
(laughs)
Ohh!
It's like they're on
the same wavelength.
- (Daisy) I love you, darling.
- (Glenn) Love you, babe.
(group murmuring, laughing)
And I can't wait to marry you
as soon as possible
in a modest beachside ceremony.
- (group cheering)
- Yes! See?
Give the people what they want.
Thank you so much for coming,
everyone.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
And drinks on us.
Yes.
Yes, please.
- Drinks?
- Yes, brother.
All right.
Let's go, then.
Just, uh, let me say
congratulations.
Glenn, tell her she's got
five minutes max
or I cancel her booking.
Starting the meter.
I mean,
I can't say I'll miss Trevor.
So you're
you're actually leaving now?
In, uh, no more
than five minutes.
Um, yeah.
I just
I thought I would drop by
to say congratulations.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
I-I just I-I didn't think
it'd be so soon.
Yep. Well, they need me
back in London.
And, you know, it was never
meant to be permanent.
No.
Mm.
I don't really fit here, do I?
(chuckles softly)
Not like you and Daisy.
(indistinct conversations,
laughter)
Pure Dolphin Cove, you two.
Yeah.
But it was always the best thing
about you, though.
That you knew there was more
out there for you.
I've enjoyed having you back,
even for a short time.
It's been
I'm gonna miss you is
is what I'm saying.
Yeah.
I am going to miss you too.
- (horn honking)
- Ah.
(down-tempo music playing)
- You better
- Yeah.
See you, Mack.
Goodbye, Glenn.
(music continues)
(indistinct conversations,
laughter)
(Trevor)
nine-eighty, ten dollars.
- Yes, yes, yes. I'm coming.
- $10.20 now.
(horn blaring)
You can see me, Trevor!
(horn beeping rapidly)
- (dog barks)
- Oh, Frankie!
- (dog whimpers)
- Oh, there you are.
Oh, gorgeous girl.
I have to go.
She has to go.
I have to go, but I love you.
- (dog whines)
- No, you can't come with me.
Okay. Come on.
I'll take you back.
- Two minutes.
- Shut up, Trevor! Or I'll stay.
Come on.
(Trevor) Oh, that's cool.
Leave the door open. That's mad.
(exhales deeply)
(indistinct conversations)
(Glenn)
Come here, girl.
I know, Frankie.
I know.
I think I still love her, too.
(down-tempo music plays)
- (Daisy) Glenn, some photos?
- Yeah.
(theme music plays)
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01x06 - Oh Mine Papa
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Australian-born Detective Inspector Mackenzie Clarke works for London's Metropolitan Police Force.
Australian-born Detective Inspector Mackenzie Clarke works for London's Metropolitan Police Force.