(upbeat music)
- Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it for our contestants.
Come on! (audience cheering)
It's time for the pose down!
- Beautiful!
Beautiful, darling. Anton is beautiful!
(Jonathan sighs)
- Day one of three.
Can't wait this long.
At this rate, I won't be able to pay the power bill.
Aren't you supposed to be doing something? Come on.
Go get the judges' results. Come on.
- All right!
Weren't they fantastic, eh?!
Looking beautiful too, boys. Lovely.
The judges here have deliberated.
And we have a winner of the muscularity round!
Anton Cheresniak. (audience cheering)
Well done, Anton.
Well done, mate.
Okay, well, we'll get back to Anton.
Second place, Ryan Coltrane.
(audience cheering) Come on.
- Anton?
What happened?
What's wrong?
Cramps? (Anton groans)
Told you, take a bit extra potassium.
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
Doesn't matter.
Have some honey for now.
Anton.
What is wrong?
Don't just stand there. You're the doctor.
Give him some honey.
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
(guard sniffing)
(guard exhales)
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
- I've got to get into shape.
- Not that shape, surely.
- Don't think so?
- Sorry to keep you waiting.
Jonathan, the promoter.
- Hello. I'm Nicola. - Hi, Nicola.
- And this is- - Charlie.
Nice to meet you. - Charlie.
It's a terrible thing, isn't it?
Anton, he was one of the best bodybuilders in the business.
Come through. I'll show you the room.
Cleaners, yeah?
- Yeah. - All right, okay.
I hate to put pressure on you guys,
but you've only got till tonight, yeah?
- Oh, right. - I can't afford
to lose another day.
The bank balance is hemorrhaging as it is.
- [Charlie] Interesting business you've got here.
- Yeah, it is, isn't it?
I used to manage bands.
- Mm-hm. - Got sick of it,
late nights, all that partying.
Decided to get fit, you know?
Clean and serene, so I bought a gym.
- Ah. - Bought another one.
You know, really good.
Hi, Mike.
Got some great trainers working for me.
This is the guy that died.
- Oh. - Anton Cheresniak.
Baked to death on a sunbed. Go figure.
- Oh, that's awful.
He looks so young.
- [Jonathan] 25, actually.
- Really? - You know, he was beating
guys who have been training twice as long as him.
Cleaners.
You might wanna prepare yourself for the smell, huh?
Stinks. - No, I'm fine.
I had my wisdom teeth out a couple of years ago,
and did a lot of nerve damage in there, didn't it?
And as a result, I don't smell so good.
But the advantage is that burnt toast, for example,
smells like Turkish delight. - Turkish delight.
Yeah.
- Hey. That's it there.
- I see you've all met.
Don't worry, Jonathan, these guys
are the best in the business.
- Let's just hope they're fast, huh?
- Absolutely diabolical.
- What happened?
- Well, his heart gave out
in the early hours of the morning.
The sunbed was on its highest setting.
I think the timer might have been tampered with.
- Wouldn't bodybuilders use spray tans?
- One of my trainers brought it in for Ry. Ryan Coltrane.
You know, it's old school.
Says it works as a really good base for the spray-
- Hey, Jonathan. - Hey, hey, hey.
- [Ryan] I'm just getting some weights. - [Jonathan] You can't come in here, mate.
- No, I just wanna workout. - You can't come in here.
Get lost.
(Jonathan sighs)
That's Ryan. That's Ryan Coltrane.
He was runner-up to Anton in the first part of the comp.
He's a good kid. He trains in my gym.
So are you guys gonna be able to get rid of this smell or...
- Oh, sure, yeah. We'll run the fogger for a few hours.
- Yeah, it's a bacterial deodorizer.
I think you'll enjoy the effect.
- Yeah. Quick as you can, huh?
Thanks.
- These lids wouldn't lock, would they?
- No. No, I don't think so.
- Well, he must have been unconscious to stay in here.
- We're still waiting for the full results.
But we think he might have been given a shot
of a heavy-duty sedative or anesthetic.
- Ah. - And it seems he was
also taking laxatives.
- So if the sedative was that strong,
he must have been given the shot while he was in the sunbed
or moved to it while he was unconscious.
- We're looking at every possibility.
(Peter sighs)
Almost biblical, isn't it?
Being murdered on your rival's sunbed.
- Don't remember that from Sunday school.
(gentle piano music)
Yeah. Pretty basic mechanism.
Wouldn't take a genius to disable it.
- Why would you do it like this?
I mean, if you've sedated someone, why not overdose?
- Well, not enough sedative, too much symbolism.
- Okay. If he was sedated first, how would you move him in?
- Well, even if you're a bodybuilder,
it's not gonna be easy, is it?
- No. - Unless there was
more than one.
What's the collective noun for more than one bodybuilder?
Strain of bodybuilders?
- Charlie. - Yeah?
- These weights aren't stacked right, are they?
- No. They should be equal either end.
- [Nicola] Hmm.
- [Charlie] Hello.
- Chaka Khan.
What are you thinking?
- Well...
Okay.
I come across Anton, get a rope,
tie the rope around Anton, fling it up there,
hoist it up there, using those as counterweights,
lower him onto the sunbed, someone's coming,
I put the weights back on hurriedly in a wonky fashion.
- Oh, that's good.
- Oh. Officer, is it safe to go in there now?
- Oh. It's Nicola.
It's gonna be three or four hours still.
It's Ryan, isn't it?
- Yeah, but my friends call me Ry.
- Officer, I'll see you by the divvy van.
- Oh. Thanks. - Excuse me.
- Ry, is there something you need from there?
Because I'm suited up, I could get it for you.
- I just wanna work out, that's all.
I can just go to Jonathan's gym.
- With any luck, you're looking at the new Mr. Colossus right here.
- Ooh, Mr. Colossus.
- Mm, the holy grail of bodybuilding. World champion.
- It's a possibility.
If I can just fix this problem.
See that?
They're asymmetrical. - We're working on that.
Yeah, come on. I'll give you a lift to the gym.
- Anyway, it's nice to meet you, Nicola.
- Oh, you too, Ryan. - I'll see you again soon.
- Let's go, let's go.
- Bye, Jonathan. - Let's go, let's go.
- Someone's just died
and they're talking about asymmetrical muscles
and getting back into the room so that they can work out.
- Is this Ry? - It's short for Ryan.
We're quite close now.
- Makes sense to shorten Ryan,
'cause it's a bit of a mouthful, isn't it? - It's about more than competitiveness.
I mean, he's a big lug,
but I think he's harmless. - Excuse me.
Hi.
I was wondering if you might be able to help me out.
My brother was the one who...
He...
I really need to get in there and get his stuff,
but they won't let me. - I'm so sorry.
You can't go in there.
- But I'm his brother. I'm Gregor Cheresniak.
I have identification. - No, no, no, no, no, no.
It's just that we're spraying chemicals in there
and it's too dangerous.
- It's just that I promised Mama
that I'd get his stuff out of his locker.
And then I have to go back to the hospital-
- Oh, no. She's not sick, is she?
- No. Mum's okay.
She's...
I'm a med student, actually.
I've got an internship and I've got a shift and...
(somber piano music)
It's not true, is it, that he was burnt in the sunbed?
- Yeah. He was.
- Okay. - Are you okay?
Just have a seat for a second.
- [Charlie] Hey, do you want a coffee?
- That's a good idea.
Sorry. You were obviously close.
Would you like some coffee? 'Cause we've got some just here.
- No.
No, thank you. I'm okay.
We weren't close, actually.
He was my brother, though.
When we were little, when Dad used to fly off the handle,
he would always stand up for me and...
That's what I remember, anyway.
- Sounds like a good brother.
- Yeah, he is.
I mean, he was.
- Listen, I think the police will have the contents
of your brother's locker for the investigation.
- You're not the police?
- No. We're cleaners.
It's Detective Peter Venetti you should speak to.
- Venetti? - Mm-hm.
- Okay. Thank you.
(suspicious piano music)
- He's a medical student,
access to sedatives and anesthetic.
Sibling rivalry.
- Yeah, but I just don't feel it in my waters.
I don't think it was him.
- Well, if it wasn't the bodybuilder and it wasn't the brother,
that leaves you and me and possibly Peter.
- What were you doing last night?
- Was with you, wasn't I?
There we go. All right!
Hoist away, bosun, and look out below.
(pulley squealing)
(weights thud) - Ow.
- There you go.
I mean, that's only 40 kilos, but...
Isaac Newton, mass of the load plus 40%.
Couldn't be simpler.
- Hi. - Hi.
- So did you find any prints on the weights?
- Yeah, it was a good thought, but there was nothing, sadly.
Oh. - Oh.
- I ordered some florentinos.
I know you like.
Thank you.
- That's odd, isn't it?
Don't you think that's odd?
I mean, if everyone had been using those weights,
there'd be dozens of partials, surely.
- Oh. You'd think so, yes.
- So someone used the weights
as a counterweight to lift the body,
wiped them off, put them back out of order.
So it's not necessarily a bodybuilder.
- Or a bodybuilder who wanted to make it look like
they didn't know their way around a gym.
- Do you think?
- We took a look at the victim's house,
and we found something.
- Ooh.
- Several threatening letters. No names, of course.
- "Might, strength, and power will soon perish with you.
I have set the auspicious date for your demise.
For all intensive purposes you are already dead."
Weird.
- Smart money's on Ryan Coltrane.
He's competitive, he seems to have a bee in his bonnet
about Anton being a cheat,
and he had that sunbed brought in.
- Was Anton a cheat?
- Well, like I said, there was nothing in his system.
- Hmm.
- "For all intensive purposes, you're already dead."
You sure that's right? - Oh, yeah.
- Well, that's a wannabe wordsmith.
It's a pseud.
We've met Ryan, I think if you gave him a book,
he'd try and eat it. - Yeah, he would.
- "Intensive" purposes is somebody
whose intellectual grasp exceeds their reach.
(alarm clock ringing)
Oh. Fog is done.
- Okay, let's get suited up and back there.
I'm gonna go down to security
and tell them that we're finished.
- Okay, yeah, sure. - Meet you in the van.
- All right, sweetie. - Okay.
She's too good for you, Charlie.
(electricity buzzes)
(ominous music)
Nic?
Nic?!
Nicola.
(weights rattling)
(thuds loudly) (Charlie groans)
(high-pitched squealing)
- [Nicola] Charlie?
You there?
- Charlie?
It's Peter.
Did you get a look at the guy?
- Hello.
- You haven't remarried already, have you, Nic?
- Oh, sweetie.
- Was it Ryan Coltrane?
- Coal train?
Get aboard the coal train.
(Charlie laughs)
No, Peter.
No, wasn't Ryan Coltrane.
(Charlie mumbling)
This guy was fast. He was small.
Those buiddybolders, they're big guys.
They'd move slow. Too slow for this guy.
He's a spruce goose, this fella.
- Do you remember anything?
- I remember the...
It's a yellow, white squares.
Write down squares, darling.
Put that down, sweetie.
There was a clank, a clanking noise.
Clank.
Clank, clank, clank,
like a turn-of-the-century steam engine.
It was sort of a robot thing.
The hunchback.
Remember a hunchback.
He was pretty good-
- Not much to go on, but I'll let the guys know.
Hang in there, big fella.
- Yeah, thanks. Thanks, Peter.
He's being nice to me. I must be dying.
- Oh, darling, you have a concussion and a fractured ulna.
- A what? Ulna?
- [Nicola] Mm-hm.
- Hello, ulna.
- Darling, I need to ask you something.
Tell me, what's your favorite movie?
- My favorite movie is "Blade Runner."
- Which version?
- Well, the one without the voiceover.
- Oh, thank God.
(people chattering)
Jonathan, hi, hi. - Hi.
- Well, what a turnout.
- Yeah. It looks like we're gonna be full to capacity.
Although I think most people are interested
in the murder rather than the sport.
Oh, well.
Maybe something good will come out of all this, yeah?
- You!
You are going to pay for this.
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
- Malina, seriously, I have no idea
what you're talking about. - You did this!
You killed my son, and all because you were jealous!
You wanted your little pet to win.
- Okay. You're excited, okay?
I did not touch your boy!
- They are going to prove it! - Guys!
- You did this! My son was going to be a star!
And your pet is nothing!
- Guys. - He is nothing!
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
- That's Anton's mother.
- That's Anton's mother, yeah. Yeah.
She's crazy, absolutely crazy.
Yeah, what do you expect after what happened
to her boy yesterday?
Have you got a ticket for this or what?
(gentle music)
- It's okay, I got it. I got it.
- Oh, thank you. - It's fine.
- Thanks. I'm Nicola, the cleaner.
- Chris, general gofer, dog's body.
Just in the van? - Yeah.
You don't strike me as the bodybuilding type.
- No.
I saw they were looking for volunteers,
and I thought it could be fun.
What about you? You must see a lot of crazy stuff.
- Oh, yeah. You got that right.
Thanks, would you mind just pushing that
all the way to the back?
- Yeah, sure.
- Ha! - Hey, what...
What are you...
(Nicola yelps)
What are you doing?
You can't lock me in your van.
(Nicola screams)
(alarm wails) You're crazy.
What the hell, what are you...
(engine rumbling)
- He refused to stay in the hospital.
- [Charlie] Darling, what's happening? (loud thudding)
(Charlie yelps)
- I captured the boy that beat you up.
He's the hunchback. He's got a backpack and shoes.
- What? - With, like, things on them.
I captured him. He's in the van.
- [Chris] I was trying to help you-
- Shush! - What are you doing?!
- I thought you said if something exciting happened,
you'd ring me.
- [Jess] Oh, what now?
- I told you, I wasn't even here.
- Oh, what, so you didn't smash my husband
in the back of the head? - You guys are so sued.
- Really, 'cause I'm willing to bet
my DNA's all over your skateboard,
which we can match in a matter of seconds,
can't we, darling?
- Yes, darling.
Jess?
Get the DNA testing kit from around the back.
- [Charlie] Mm.
- Traveling.
- Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait.
It's not what you think.
I was working late, I panicked.
Look, I was scared of you.
- Were you, really?
- How was I supposed to know you were still here?
I thought the killer had come after me.
I mean, for all intensive purposes,
you could have been anybody.
It was dark.
I didn't know.
I'm really sorry.
- Tell me, Chris, did you set
an auspicious date for our demise?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- You wrote those letters to Anton, didn't you?
- What if I did?
- Then I'd say you're the number one suspect for his murder.
- I didn't kill him.
I would never do...
Fine.
I wrote those letters.
He used to bounce at this club,
and I was there one night with my girlfriend,
and after a couple of drinks, I tripped up.
And the ass monkey grabbed me by my shirt,
pulled me into the backstreet, and started plowing into me.
Cops and lawyers didn't wanna know anything about it.
- So you wanted to humiliate him.
- I slipped some laxatives into his protein powder.
(Charlie chuckles)
- Good one.
- I'd just come to get it out of his locker.
- Well, you're still gonna need to speak to the police.
- Oh, come on, dude.
I told you it was a misunderstanding.
- Hey.
Don't call my wife "dude."
- You know you got the wrong guy, right?
Why don't you guys arrest that idiot, Ryan?
- And why would we, if we were police, do that?
- Because I saw him laying into Anton
right before they got on stage.
It was looking pretty serious.
- Oh. Excuse me.
- [Charlie] Excuse me.
- Hi, Ryan.
- Hey. - Hi.
- Ryan. - Nicola.
- Charlie. Oh, what happened to you?
- Oh. Skateboarding accident.
- Yeah.
You're looking pretty dark there.
- Oh. It's for definition.
The darker the tan, the more my muscles pop.
(Ryan groans)
- What happened to your hand?
- Oh. Just banged it on some weights.
No biggie.
- Are you ready?
Yeah? Okay.
All right? - Yep.
- All right? - Yep.
(Jonathan grunting)
- Wow.
- Oh. Yeah.
Gets the adrenaline pumping.
Helps the veins pop.
- Oh, right, right. - Oh, right.
- That's very interesting. I didn't know that.
- Sorry, weren't you lot done here yesterday?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. All finished up.
We just- - Popped down-
- To say hi. - Hi.
- All competitors to the side of the stage now.
Showtime. Come on!
- Good luck, Ryan. - Good luck, Ryan.
- Let's do it! - Let's go.
- Let's go! - He's a lot less friendlier
than he was yesterday.
- Maybe because we kidnapped his gofer.
- What do you mean "we"?
- Maybe that fight that Chris guy was talking about
was actually warming up for a round.
- Sore hand. Maybe he went in harder than he needed to.
- Yeah, maybe he did hit it on a weight
when he was trying to hoist the body.
- Either way, he's trying to load them back on, can't,
puts them on any which way, and hopes nobody will notice.
- Oh, at last, a suspect.
- Ladies and gentlemen,
let's give our competitors a big hand
as they make their way back on stage.
Come on! (audience applauding)
It's time for the pose down!
(audience cheering)
(cameras snapping)
- [Woman] Go, Ryan!
- Okay, so you come in early to do some training
and you see your rival there and you inject him with something.
- [Charlie] Mm-hm.
- But you wouldn't just wander around
with heavy-duty sedatives, would you?
- No, I wouldn't have thought so.
- Well, maybe he asks Anton to meet him all prepared.
Gives him the shot and loads him onto the sunbed.
- Why would Anton meet him?
- I don't know. I'm new at this.
- Maybe Ryan had something over Anton.
(audience cheering)
- Drugs?
Ryan thought he was cheating. He said so to thingy.
- Even Peter also said he tested clear, remember?
- Oh, yeah. That's right.
- Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it
for our competitors once again.
Come on!
Well done, guys!
Good on youse!
Good on you, boys.
And here we have the winners of the symmetry round.
Ladies and gentlemen, in second place, Hadjul Hassan!
(audience cheering)
Well done, Hadjul.
And in first place,
the winner of the symmetry round, Robert McRae.
(audience cheering)
The Tabletop, we call him.
Good on you, Robert.
- Oh. - Not happy.
Let's go backstage and congratulate somebody.
- Mm. Sure.
- [Ryan] Tonight, I don't care.
I hate this. I'm so sick of this.
I'm sick of everything. - It makes you win-
- I'm sick of everything. They hate me, do you understand?
They hate me! - I have come
for my Anton's trophy.
- Malina- - Where is it?
- Malina, I was actually going to call you.
Look, because Anton is tragically no longer with us,
what we're gonna do is we're gonna to re-award the prize
and all the points to second place, Ryan.
- Oh, no.
No re-awarding.
No re-awarding! It belongs to my boy!
It's his! - Of course, of course.
Look, it all comes down to Mr. Phenomenal, you know.
It doesn't matter. - You robbed him.
My heart.
- [Jonathan] Take her out, please.
Take her outside, please, guys.
Get her some air.
Give her a glass of water. Just take her outside now.
Go!
- Come on. - No, no, no, it's okay.
It'll be okay. Let's go outside.
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
- Oh, it's awful.
Look, for what it's worth,
I think you looked great out there, Ry.
- They hate me. - No, no.
And I think you should be really happy
with what you've done.
You're good.
- Should I?
Doesn't matter what I do.
I can't win.
- That Jonathan guy really likes Ryan,
and he's giving him Anton's trophy,
so maybe he really did get rid of Anton for Ryan.
- Yeah. I feel like we're missing something,
something really obvious.
- We need to find out more about Anton.
- Yeah, just a bit. - Just a second.
- [Charlie] What's that?
(sneaky music)
What are you doing?
- Just a nice hug.
- Hugging. Oh, lovely.
Hug, oh, oh yeah.
- Okay. - Let's what we can get.
- Double-time. Double-time, sweetie.
Double-time. - Mm-hm, yep, sure, right.
- What are you doing? - Shh.
Double-time. Double-time.
Come on. Come on.
- [Malina] What is this?
- It belongs to your son, Mrs. Cheresniak.
- Oh.
Mr. Phenomenal.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
Come in. Come in.
- [Nicola] Thank you.
You have a very lovely family, Mrs. Cheresniak.
- Malina. - Oh, Malina.
- Two champions in the family.
Both with God now.
- Wow, that's a beauty, isn't it?
It's fantastic.
- That's Mr. Colossus.
That was Edward's.
Anton's father.
- Oh, I see. - 23 years ago.
Anton could have done the same, you know.
He had such big plans.
He wanted to be a movie star.
Oh. - Mm.
I'll make us some tea.
- Thank you. - Oh, I'll help, Malina.
- Mm. - Okay?
- What happened to him?
- Oh. He was attacked by a large community of big bats.
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
Hi.
- Hello.
- Is that your daughter?
- Oh. No, that's my niece, Jess.
- Very pretty.
- Okay, Mama.
- You like to cook, Malina?
- Oh.
Bodybuilders need to eat lots of meat.
You know, protein.
There's almost half a cow in there.
And now, it will all go to waste.
- It must be so difficult for you.
- No mother should feel this.
He was so strong,
so dedicated, so caring.
Have some piroshki. They're very good.
- I will. Yeah.
- Why are you here?
- Oh.
Well, we saw your mother at the competition
and we felt for her, and we wanted to help.
Your brother casts a pretty big shadow.
- Yep.
Still does.
- Listen, I was just wondering.
I heard a rumor that perhaps Anton was cheating
and that might have had something to-
- He wasn't, okay?
- Oh, okay.
- He wasn't.
Okay? He wasn't taking anything.
I know.
(Malina speaking in foreign language)
Nothing, Mama.
- Is he bothering you? - No, no, no-
(Malina speaking in foreign language) - [Gregor] It's fine, Mama.
- [Jonathan] Oh, hang on, hang on, hang on.
Hey, you guys heard anything?
- Sorry?
About what?
- That was weird.
- [Peter] How did you guys find out?
- What? Find out what?
What's going on? - You don't know?
- [Nicola] No.
- Ryan Coltrane's been reported missing.
We've been trying to have a chat with him since late yesterday.
He hasn't been home. His trainers can't find him.
He didn't turn up for the competition.
- Oh, no wonder Jonathan's worried.
- He called it in.
Seems he has a soft spot for the guy.
- Do you think Ryan's taken off? - Well, it's possible.
It's also possible someone's got it in for bodybuilders.
- Maybe Ryan Coltrane's next on the list.
- [Jess] So he kills Anton,
he figures he's gonna be in the frame eventually,
and he takes off.
- Yeah, we still don't have any motive
beyond competitiveness. - No.
There were no drugs in the system.
- No. - Did what's-his-name talk
to that guy we kidnapped?
- Chris, the skater boy?
Yes. His story checked out.
There were laxatives in Anton's protein powder.
And they also wanted to know if you want to lay any charges.
- No, no. I'm not gonna worry about that.
- Why not? You look like Rocky.
- Wait a minute. That's it.
Do you remember Sylvester Stallone a couple of years ago?
He was promoting something in this country,
I can't remember what it was,
and they arrested him at the airport because he had, on his person,
synthetic human growth hormone.
- Yes.
- You don't think Sylvester Stallone did it, do you?
That's a real stretch.
- True.
But the fake stuff is easy to detect.
The real human growth hormone
is impossible to detect in a blood test
because it's produced in the pituitary gland.
- So you think Anton was using human growth hormone?
- It's possible.
Ryan found out, called Anton to the competition early,
drugged him, put him in the sunbed.
Sweetie, even with concussion, you're brilliant.
- Well...
You're not gonna like what comes next, though.
- What? - Human growth hormone
is harvested from corpses.
Jess, preheat the oven.
We've got some baking to do.
- [Malina] Sorry, he's not here.
But thank you so much for bringing Anton's trophy.
- [Nicola] Well, actually, I made you a cake.
I thought you might need a bit of cheering up.
- Oh, come in. No bother.
- Thank you. - As long as you don't
talk about the funeral.
The phone hasn't stopped ringing.
I had to pull it out for some peace.
- [Nicola] So you've been cleaning, Malina?
- Yes. Yes.
It helps me to relax, you know.
Just bleach and a good brush.
That's all you need.
- [Gregor] What's going on?
- [Nicola] Oh, Gregor, you are home.
- Maybe now it's not such a good time.
- Well, I just want to ask Gregor one question.
I wondered whether you knew anything
about human growth hormone.
- Why would you ask me that?
- Well, you're a medical man,
and, you know, you hear things.
- What do you hear? - Well, how people harvest it
from dead bodies.
- Oh, that's enough!
What kind of talk is that for now?
- Gonna have to ask you to leave, guys.
- But it is possible, though, isn't it?
- Maybe. - Thank you.
- Ah, thank you, no, thank- - Thank you
very much for coming.
- [Gregor] You understand, we're very tired
and exhausted. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Thank you. - Yeah, sure-
- Bye-bye. Bye.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Oh, God.
- I know. I know.
- I know. - I know.
- The trophy. - Bleach.
- Okay, pretend I'm not telepathically
linked to both of you.
- Okay, we think Ryan killed Anton,
Gregor found out about it, he killed Ryan in return.
- His mother helped him out
by hiding the body in the freezer.
- Well, you have to go back in there.
- [Both] We know.
- Hang on. I've got an idea.
(body thuds)
- [Nicola] Gregor, thank you.
He was knocked unconscious a couple of days ago.
Now, he's seeing double.
- Everything's so dark.
It's getting so dark.
- Yeah. And he had concussion.
- And his fractured ulna.
- [Gregor] Okay, we just need to help him up.
Can you give me your hand, please? - [Charlie] Okay. Ow.
- [Gregor] Just quickly. Yes.
- [Malina] What do you need?
(head thuds) - Ow!
- Watch my finger, please. (Charlie mumbling) Yep.
Just follow it. - Finger's bent.
- Just follow it.
- [Charlie] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(elegant music)
- I really think we should get you to a hospital.
- I will call an ambulance, okay?
- Yeah, please, that will do.
- Oh, Charlie.
You're looking better.
- Yeah.
I'm back.
I'm back!
Oh, such clarity.
- I think we should- - No, no, no,
this clarity is incredible.
Thank you.
What a good boy you have here.
- [Gregor] Honestly, I think we should get
an ambulance for you guys. - No, no, no, no.
This boy is going to make a great doctor,
let me tell you that.
- Please accept this with our compliments.
- Thank you. - Drive away.
- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye, bye-bye.
- Human growth hormone is protein.
It's 191 amino acids.
So potassium hydroxide mixed with aqueous copper sulfate
should turn it a pleasing lavender.
Huh. - Huh.
- How many of these did you say there were?
- It's a big freezer. 80?
- 80?
(fist thuds)
It's Bimber.
It's homemade Polish vodka.
- Oh, so what were they trying to hide, a drinking problem?
- Probably. - No HGH and no body.
- Not in the freezer, no.
- All that for nothing.
- Ah, but, Jess, you're forgetting about
this stubborn brown stain on my index finger.
- May I? - Please.
(Charlie sniffing) - Oh, God.
You people are disgusting.
- Zabaglione.
- Exactly. Fake tan.
And it came up to me about here.
It was fresh enough for me to take my sample,
so I'm thinking it wasn't Anton.
- Jess, go the fridge, get the satay sauce
and smear some on your arm.
Honey, could you get the drinks trolley?
- What? - No, no.
We've got to conduct an experiment, all right?
If it was Ryan's arm that brushed past the wall,
I'm guessing it was at hospital gurney height.
- I'm not getting on a drinks trolley.
And I'm not smearing satay sauce on myself.
- I can't do it, Jess. I have a nut allergy.
- [Jess] No, you don't.
- I could build a scale model replica
of the Cheresniak lounge room in the shed,
making a miniature gurney out of cardboard.
- Oh, honey, that will take hours.
And if Gregor and Malina are hiding Ryan's body,
we've gotta find it fast.
- Yeah. Yeah, all right.
So if I was a dead body murdered by a hospital intern,
where would I go?
- The same place he got the hospital gurney.
(lively music)
Now, Jess, stand guard.
Make a noise like an owl if anyone comes, yeah?
- Hoo.
- Oh. (Charlie sighs)
Oh. - Different name,
but that's Ryan.
- Oh, Ryan.
How did he die?
- We need his head moved.
The head just- - Okay.
(Nicola sighs)
- A head injury.
- Oh, there's something in his hair.
What's that?
- [Charlie] Malina's fingernail.
- Yeah.
Her husband's trophy.
Sorry, Ryan.
- I can explain that.
Ryan came around to our place.
He threatened me.
He wanted something I couldn't give him.
Said he'd tell everyone that Anton was a cheat,
and therefore I would have get kicked out of med school.
So we got into a fight.
And Mama, she...
- Gregor, this is bad enough without you ruining
your life too to protect your mother.
- What? You don't know what you're talking about.
I'm not protecting anyone.
- You gave your brother the anesthetic.
You said you knew he didn't have any drugs in his system.
And I think you knew that because he asked you
to give him human growth hormone.
- How could you know that?
How did she do that?
- You were tired of being taken for granted,
so you gave him the anesthetic to teach him a lesson.
- Okay.
But I didn't mean to kill him.
You have to believe me.
I mean, yes, he asked me for the HGH.
He'd been hassling me for months,
so I said I'd get it for him,
'cause you have to understand, nothing was good enough for Anton.
Nothing.
You know, he had all of Mama's attention.
He had all the prizes.
He wanted more, he wanted to be a star
even if that meant that I lost everything.
- Hoo.
Coo.
- But, yeah, I told him I'd get it for him.
I told him that we should go down to the comp
and so Mama wouldn't find out.
But all I really wanted to do was humiliate him.
I just wanted to embarrass him in front of his friends.
I just gave him some anesthetic. That's all.
I thought he'd miss some of the competition.
I never thought that he would...
- King me.
- I get why Malina was arrested.
She killed someone.
But Gregor?
- Oh, it's too neat a package for the police.
And in the absence of anyone else,
I guess, why not arrest Gregor?
- Don't know how neat it is,
'cause I was in the shed doing some tidying up...
(weights clanking)
That's the noise I heard the night I was knocked out.
Wasn't any steam-operated robot.
It's the same night that somebody put those weights
back on the barbell in the right order.
Now, who would do that,
but somebody wanting to cover their tracks?
- Yes.
And who else had access to the building after hours?
- Are you gonna tell me or just keep me in suspense?
(doorbell rings)
- Ah, well, suspense is a very rare thing
in these days of instant gratification, Jess.
Plus, it's good to be surprised every now and again.
(ominous music)
- It's Charlie, isn't it?
- Yeah. - You're the cleaner.
- Yeah.
- I know it's late. Probably too late, really.
I've got something for you.
(tense music)
- Oh, no, thank you. It's lovely.
It's really, really thoughtful.
- Very nice. - Great.
- You like Phil Collins, huh?
- Yeah, very much. - That's the best of.
Me and the boys, we play it at the gym all the time.
Just a gesture, you know?
You guys need anything done, ever,
you know, anyone giving you trouble, come and see Jonathan.
I'll take care of everything, yeah?
- Oh, thank you so much.
We don't really need anything in return, do we?
- No, no. - But, we're really
just interested in finding out the truth.
- Yeah.
Yeah, we still are interested
in finding out the truth, Jonathan.
- What do you mean by that?
- Well, Jonathan, the night at the center
when I met one of your boys,
someone was also tampering with evidence in Anton's murder.
- What, you think I did it?
Huh?
I come to your house bearing gifts.
You invite me into your home, and now you insult me?
- Why are you protecting Chris?
- I love my boys.
I'd do anything for them, you know? Anything.
But there are rules.
Sometimes, they get outta line, you know, the boys.
I've got to pull them back in.
I'm like a father to them.
Like you are to the girl here, yeah?
I made mistakes when I was growing up too.
I made lots of mistakes.
And I didn't have a father to pull me back into line.
- Well, you know that Anton's brother looks like
going to jail for this.
- Truth will set you free, eh?
- That's all we've got at the end of the day, Jonathan.
- All I'm gonna to tell you is this,
you do what you do with it,
but you don't mention my name, yeah?
- Absolutely not.
- Chris, he's a bloody idiot.
Fair dinkum.
He puts that stuff in Anton's protein drink, you know.
Makes him feel sick. He has to go to the toilet.
I know, big joke, big joke.
Ha-ha.
He does it again!
He finds him drugged out there in the locker room.
Decides, "I'm gonna have a bit more fun."
Oh, yeah, let's have a bit more fun.
Picks him up, puts him on the sunbed.
Turns it on...
So he peels and he burns.
Mr. Phenomenal chances blown away!
Then he rings me!
And I said, "You idiot!
Get him off there!"
It's like he panics. Hangs up.
I'm thinking he's turned it off, you know? But no. No.
He's panicked. He's done a runner.
- But if you told the police straightaway,
Ryan would still be alive.
- You think I don't know that?
You're very lucky you've got these two
who love you very much, keep you outta harm's way.
- I know I'm lucky.
- You're very lucky.
You might wanna check his locker when you're back there.
There's some rope in it that he used to lift Anton.
And check his hands. There's rope burns.
- Thank you, Jonathan. I'll see you out.
Thank you very much for the CD.
- [Jonathan] You're welcome. That's nothing.
Nothing.
- [Chris] Got nothing!
You're making a mistake. - We'll soon find out.
- Dude, you're hurting me!
I'm gonna sue all of you!
- [Nicola] Have you got him? - Well, we found the rope
exactly where you said it would be.
But we've got to match the fibers on the weights
and run a DNA match on those blistered fingers.
But, yeah, I think we got him.
Should I ask how you guys knew about all this?
- Oh. - I wouldn't.
- No, no, no.
- No break and enters I need to conceal?
- No. - No.
- What about the morgue?
- Shh. - Peter, we do have a present
for you, though.
Human growth hormone.
Use only in moderation.
Plus, you're a fan of Phil Collins, aren't you?
- I am. I love him.
- We'll see you again.
- Enjoy.
(gentle music)
(upbeat music)