[Keyboard clacking]
[Sighs]
[Upbeat music plays]
**
♪ I looked to the sky, I was mesmerized ♪
♪ By Tokatoka Peak ♪
♪ Feel so alive, yeah ♪
♪ It's about time ♪
♪ I've got a hunger for the wine ♪
**
[Shouting in foreign language]
**
[Grunts]
[Speaking foreign language]
**
Dame Audrey McKinnon.
Famous New Zealand writer.
Would have made it big.
You see?
Mike is a man of deep cultural appreciation.
Really, Mike?
Sorry, just, uh, remind me what she's famous for, exactly.
Well, writing... about...
Herself-- memoirs and essays.
Brilliant.
She's a McKinnon of McKinnon Lodge.
Audrey returned home a few months ago from Australia.
And you should see the grounds-- so beautiful.
How do you know?
I was staying there this weekend.
She was hosting a writer's retreat.
I can take you there.
Word's got out to the Komiti.
They want to know when they can come and do their thing.
What thing?
Cut her hair to cleanse the area.
They probably want to put a rahui on, as well,
stop people using the waterway for a while.
Of course. Lead the way.
**
What, do you think
she's, uh, providing her own bodies now?
**
Detectives.
Don't tell me you're joining us.
Ah, Dr. Carlton, nice to see you.
Uh, no.
Dilys is who you need to talk to.
She's probably inside the main house.
I'll get my kit.
What's going on?
Should we be concerned?
Uh, Gina, I'm wondering
if you should recuse yourself from this case.
Why?
No, Mike, please.
Being the first to touch the body
was a special moment for me.
Which is why, arguably, there is a conflict of interest.
What there is
is a body rapidly developing rigor mortis
while you are obstructing a highly qualified pathologist
from doing her job.
I will need a statement a-at some point.
I'm always happy to talk to you, Mike.
**
Mike: I appreciate that this is a difficult time.
You were Audrey's PA?
PA...
Best friend.
Any next of kin?
I'm the closest thing she had to family.
When was the last time you saw her?
Last night. Here.
Did you notice anything out of the ordinary?
This whole weekend is unusual.
Yes.
Some sort of writer's retreat.
Audrey's way of giving back,
sharing her skills with aspiring local writers.
Welcome, all.
How exciting to start this adventure together...
telling the stories of your lives.
Now, what can you expect from this weekend?
Well, you will be challenged.
You will encounter elation...
frustration...
and let's be honest,
if you're any kind of writer, procrastination.
[Light laughter]
This morning, I will share some of the skills
I've picked up over my long, long years in the biz,
and this afternoon, you'll write.
This evening, you will share with the group
and receive feedback. [Cellphone vibrates]
Tomorrow, we'll do it all again. Sound good?
Perfect!
Now, if you wouldn't mind
all handing over your mobile phones.
What?
I require total focus.
**
[Scoffs]
**
I am on call,
but I will put it on silent.
Thank you. Thank you.
Oh, God.
They'll all be waiting for her.
What do I tell them?
Let us handle that.
Well, why do you need statements from us?
Was her death suspicious?
Unexplained.
This is simply procedure.
This is cooked.
The course is obviously over,
but we will need you to stay close by
until we've given you the all-clear.
Wait, so we can't leave?
We would prefer if you didn't.
Are we getting our phones?
Oh, Dilys, you poor thing.
Just heard. I'm so sorry.
Here. Let me do this.
Um... you should know that not everyone's here.
Uh, who's missing?
Blair Donald. His tent is empty.
So is Todd's.
Neither looks slept in,
and no sign of Blair's yurt.
No sign of Todd, either.
Does he still live with his uncle Walter?
As far as I'm aware.
Uh, we'll track them down and see what they know.
Uh, great, which means I'll stick with Gina.
Well, unless either of you want to...
No. Yours, I think, yeah.
[Clears throat]
**
No idea where he is.
He's supposed to be on some blooming writing course.
So you don't know why he might have left the course.
No idea.
You want me to call him?
Please.
**
[Cellphone vibrating] Kristin: Mr. Donnelly. Hi.
Detective Sims. Just a few minutes of your time.
We're making inquiries following the discovery
of the body of Dame Audrey McKinnon.
It appears that she drowned
at Ngakinowai Falls.
You were part of the retreat,
but you weren't there this morning?
I left last night.
Why?
Wasn't really my thing.
You signed up for it, so you must have thought it might be.
Well, turns out I was wrong.
Uh...
any prior connection to Dame Audrey?
No. Just... knew her name.
What time did you leave?
About 9:00, 9:30.
And after you left, you...?
Came back home.
And stayed here.
All night.
By yourself? Yep.
Okay. Thank you.
We'll be in touch if we need any more information.
Gina: I can tell you two things.
Cause of death was drowning.
As you suspected.
Well-done.
So, uh, late-night walk gone wrong.
She takes a tumble, ends up in the water.
No. You seem very confident.
She didn't drown in the waterfall.
How do you know?
Because the water in her lungs
is salt, not fresh.
Aren't you glad I didn't recuse myself?
Nice work, Gina.
**
Salt water?
It seems unlikely that Audrey
would take a late-night dip,
swallow some seawater, drive back,
and then accidentally topple into the falls.
So we're now dealing with a homicide inquiry.
Did Gina give time of death?
Yeah. Between 11:00 p.m. and 3:00 a.m.
Let's get the team up there and check over Audrey's car.
What about the others? Why not?
We need to go over the statements again, too.
Mike, how did you go with Gina's statement?
It's imminent.
Well, let us know if you need backup.
Mm.
Ready for me, Mike?
Carry on.
All the course participants have been updated
and reminded not to leave.
Except for Blair and Todd.
And Gus and Sienna.
They popped out, apparently.
I rang them. They're on their way back.
[Cellphone ringing]
Ah.
Todd, it's good to hear from you, finally.
Where are you?
Okay, stay put. I need to talk to both of you.
He's at Blair's.
I just came from there.
Do you want to take it? No, you go. I'll...
[Indistinct conversation]
We just went for coffee.
It's allowed, isn't it?
There's been a new development,
so we need to ask you all some more questions.
[Sighs]
I just want to get on with my life.
We all do.
Well, the sooner we get started...
**
Call him.
He was the lab assistant last night.
He can confirm that I was there.
Yeah, I will, but for now,
let's just get your movement straight.
Am I a suspect? No. Protocols, Gina, that's all.
[Sighs]
I received a call about a road accident
and left the lodge at 8:16 p.m.
I-I really like swimming.
It cools you. That's the water.
Water is cool.
It moves as you move.
[Cellphone vibrates] [Gasps] Oh.
Sorry. Sorry.
And you got back...?
5:23 a.m.
It didn't seem worth going to sleep,
so I decided to do some writing.
But the words weren't flowing.
So you went for a walk.
I thought being in nature,
it might clear my writer's block.
And instead, you found a dead body.
It will make an excellent chapter in my book.
Uh, have you always been interested in writing?
With all the stories I have?
Yes.
I always thought
I should write a medical memoir.
I wasn't the only one with that idea.
Abi: Country-doctor books are always popular,
so I thought, why not give it a go?
Did you know
that your father would also be on the course?
No.
We've been estranged for years.
So not a happy reunion, then?
No.
So wonderful to see her.
Big surprise.
So you came for the course,
and Abi was a bonus.
I came to see Audrey.
Had to get past Dilys first, though.
You're not welcome here, Lloyd.
I was being overprotective, I suppose.
I didn't want Audrey upset.
She and Lloyd were together a long time ago.
He didn't take it well when she ended things.
There's been no contact between them since.
Until Arthur Dryden turned up.
Please don't make a scene.
I just want to talk to Audrey,
that's it-- talk.
No, it's not gonna happen,
not as Arthur Dryden
and certainly not as Lloyd Carlton!
What's going on?
**
Lloyd.
I told him he couldn't be here.
He used a false name.
You're here for the retreat.
**
Let's welcome Lloyd Carlton to the course.
**
I wasn't happy about it, but what could I do?
Lloyd: When I saw my daughter,
it threw me, I have to say.
Why were you estranged?
[Sighs]
I've made lots of mistakes in my life.
Abi can tell you that.
He ditched my mother for some other woman.
When was it? I was little.
Mum died not long after.
He never showed his face again.
So who looked after you?
Mum's sister.
Way better life with her
than I ever would have had with him.
**
[Sighs]
**
One last question--
uh, did you get the sense that anyone at the retreat
had a prior connection with Audrey?
There was a strange moment
between Dame Audrey and Sienna Lake.
I wasn't expecting an illustrated essay.
What can I say? I'm very visual.
**
Santa Martinez-- it's a beautiful spot.
You know it.
When were you there?
Mm, this time last year. Why?
I thought our paths might have crossed.
Apparently not.
They say a picture paints a thousand words.
I think Sienna was cheating
to reach her word limit.
Maybe. Huh. Thank you, Gina.
Anytime.
I will be working or writing
if you have any more questions.
I thought you had writer's block.
I'm unblocked now, Mike,
and flowing freely.
**
Daniel.
Gina.
**
So you survived your encounter with Gina, then?
Mm. Anything to report?
It turns out Todd spent the night at Blair's.
You did a Goldilocks, eh?
Broke in and crashed out.
Nah, I just followed him home
from the lodge on my trusty steed.
You have a horse?
Uh, nah.
[Engine rumbling]
**
50 cc of pure power.
Why did you follow him home?
Just to make sure he was okay.
I told him to leave me alone, but...
Oh, but I figured he wasn't in a good way,
so I thought I'd stick around.
Crashed out in the spare room.
And why weren't you in a good way?
The writing thing.
Stirred up some stuff, that's all.
I thought the course might, um, distract him.
He's been a bit down since...
you know.
Turns out, telling a few funny farm stories
isn't enough to get you over your wife dying.
My bad.
No, mate.
It was a good idea. It's just...
**
Todd's-- He's been amazing since Marnie died.
He's really helped me out
with the farm and... other things.
I didn't realize he'd stayed last night,
but he knows he's more than welcome here any time.
[Speaks te reo]
Hmm, you, too?
He's, uh, been teaching me a bit of te reo, too.
[Speaks te reo]
But if your uncle calls, answer your phone.
**
Mike: Did you ask Todd if he knew Audrey?
Yeah. And no.
Reckons he only met her yesterday.
Okay.
**
Kristin: What's up?
You need to see this.
**
[Camera shutter clicks]
[Birds chirping]
Well, if it's salt water we're looking for,
it doesn't get much better than this.
30% Epsom salts.
I've dropped a sample off with Gina.
Dame Audrey drowned in a floatation tank.
Most likely, accidentally or otherwise.
No signs of a struggle, though.
And then somebody moved her body to the falls.
Uh, taking one of either two routes--
the walking track...
Which is a long way to lug a body.
...or road access,
which comes past the entrance to the lodge.
But all the writers' cars were parked by the tents.
And no one reported hearing any vehicles.
New acquisition, you reckon?
Yeah, according to Dilys.
It's been such a faff.
The installer was back and forth all day yesterday
fiddling with parts.
Uh, do you know if Audrey used the tank last night?
No, I honestly couldn't tell you.
Once the course wrapped up for the day,
we went our own ways.
The tank installation guy, Vinnie Paulson.
He owns the Brokenwood franchise.
Thanks.
How do you drown in a tank
that's designed to make you float?
Well, I think she had a bit of help.
And then she was helped into Ngakinowai Falls. Why?
Well, obvious answer-- to make her death look accidental.
By moving her from salt water and dumping her in fresh.
Somebody didn't think that through.
Yeah, they'd have been better off
dumping her at the beach.
Maybe they were in a hurry.
So we're looking for either
someone time-poor or stupid.
Hmm.
People think it's easy, but it's a 24/7 hustle.
You have to find your niche.
And yours is...?
I'm kind of in a crossover space--
lifestyle, travel, fitness, extreme adventure.
Like going without Wi-Fi for two days.
Like hiking the Stampede Trail in Alaska solo.
That is what got me the book deal,
and that's why I'm here.
Sienna Lake, influencer.
What is an influencer, exactly? [Chuckles]
It's someone who spends their entire life
on social media
and knows how to suck people into
giving them lots of free stuff.
Not so stupid after all, then.
But Sienna wasn't the only one chasing a book deal.
Gus Danson, 200-meter breaststroke champion
and Olympic silver medalist.
You got to know when to get out of the pool.
Right?
That's why I'm here.
"Gus Danson: The Untold Story."
That's the book I'm writing.
Yeah, well, it's either--
you know, it's either that or maybe
I was thinking...
"Gus Danson: In the Deep End."
He thinks he doesn't need a ghostwriter.
Gus is a big, strong lad.
He could probably move her body if he had to.
He says he was with Sienna all night.
Are they a couple?
"Couple" might be a bit of a stretch.
From what I can make out,
they hooked up yesterday.
Hello? Mike.
Ah, Gina.
Your saline sample.
You were right, of course.
It matches what I found in Audrey's lungs.
Thanks. Yeah. Thanks, Gina.
You are welcome, Mike.
Uh, maybe it's time
I gave this, uh, Vinnie Paulson a call.
**
Vinnie: Any questions, uh, fire away.
Uh, is it possible to drown in one of these?
No.
Never. Impossible.
I mean, once that I know of,
but not here, not our brand.
I personally stand behind all our installations.
I have reason to believe that someone died last night
in a tank that you installed.
What?
Audrey McKinnon.
No. No, no. No.
You did install a tank at the McKinnon Lodge.
Yeah, but--
And you were there yesterday?
I had to replace a part. Huh.
And what time did you leave?
Actually, it's a bit of a story.
Uh, there was a writer's retreat thing there.
That swimmer guy, Gus Danson, he was there.
He's so great.
Chicks love it.
Wow. Can I take a selfie with you?
Yeah. Yeah?
Yeah. Ah, yeah.
Yeah. Hey! Ready?
[Camera shutter clicks] Ah!
Thanks, man.
You're welcome. You're welcome. [Laughs]
Mr. Paulson.
Oh. For me?
For going the extra mile.
You're welcome to eat with us, if you'd like.
For real?
Dilys ordered far too much food.
I knew she would.
Sweet.
Oh, come on, let's go.
One beer leads to another, and then...
Where are you off to?
Uh, home.
I don't think so. Keys.
Hey? Keys!
Oh, sorry.
There's a spare tent second from the left.
You can spend the night there.
You'll get these back in the morning. Okay. Alright.
I reckon I crashed out at 10:30,
got up at 5:00.
I was a bit embarrassed.
I just wanted to get out of there, so...
You went and got your keys?
The door was unlocked.
They were just sitting there.
And then you went home.
You didn't see anyone at the house,
talk to anyone? No.
Thanks for your help.
Uh, where was your van parked?
Around the back.
Not with the other cars?
No.
Someone will be in touch.
We might need to take a look at that.
I saw him at dinner, of course.
I had no idea he stayed the night.
Do you always lock your doors at night?
Usually.
Mr. Paulson claims that he found this one unlocked
at 5:00 in the morning.
Oh.
It could have slipped my mind.
It was a long day.
Did Audrey have any enemies?
[Laughs]
Well, she didn't make many friends.
Pens down!
Submissions.
**
Blair.
**
If I have to read another
"oh, look, I'm up to my shoulder in a cow" story,
please let it be written by someone
who knows how to string a sentence together.
**
No sign of forced entry, and Dilys was vague
about whether she'd unlocked it or not.
Anyone could have come in or out,
and Vinnie's van was parked out the back
'til about 5:00 in the morning.
Close to the road to the falls.
And everyone else's was here.
Close to the tents.
Much more chance of being heard.
[Gear shift clicks, engine shuts off]
Hi. This is DSS Shepherd.
Just need to grab my phone and things.
That alright?
Yeah, of course.
Well, this is just routine checks.
Everyone's fine with it.
We will actually need to look at your vehicle, too.
Any problems with that?
No. Sure. Of course.
**
[Cellphone chimes]
**
Chalmers.
They've found something.
Daniel: It's a match to Audrey's top.
It's a good bet
this is where she went into the water.
A car couldn't get this close.
She must have been carried at least some of the way.
So are we back to the big, strong man theory?
It could be two people, of course.
Vinnie and a new best friend, Gus.
Yeah, or Blair and Todd.
Or Gus and his new girlfriend.
Had a word.
Yeah, the timing's not great.
Got a championship next month.
Could be my last.
Oh, well, the upside is I-I get to be here.
Hey, babe, did--
Oh, sorry. I'll, um--
No, no, uh, this is good.
I need to follow up
on something you said earlier, so...
[Sighs]
Last night, you two...?
Were here.
Together.
Is this a new thing?
We met yesterday, if that's what you're getting at.
Noticed each other straight away.
We don't seem to have received your full payment,
just a deposit.
Let's talk about that.
I thought we could do a deal.
Imagine all the new readers you can reach
if I put a post on my page.
**
Sienna: She didn't go for it. Her loss.
No biggie.
Moved on.
Gus: Swimming is cool.
It cools you.
**
Yeah.
It means I didn't have too much to present
at the old feedback session after dinner.
How long did that session go on?
Not-- Not super late.
Yeah.
Kind of fell apart after that Blair guy walked out.
And then I, um, I bumped into that Vinnie guy,
had a couple of beers,
and then we probably got back here...
what, 11:00?
Yeah. Yeah.
**
Well, that doesn't give us much, does it?
**
I'll see you back at the station.
There's something I want to do first.
[Car door opens, closes]
Would it kill him...
to tell us what he's thinking occasionally?
Lloyd: Abi, come back, please! Abi: Please leave me alone!
Please, Abi! Get away!
You talk to Lloyd. I'll take Abi.
**
Abi, uh, are you okay?
I just need to get out of here.
I want my car.
Yeah, uh, soon, I-I promise.
I'm sorry.
Abi, did something happen?
You'll love this.
The other woman I told you about,
the one that Lloyd left my mother for,
I just found out who it was.
I'm so stupid.
[Sighs] Uh, what do you mean?
After dinner, we all had to read some of our work out loud.
Lloyd: I thought that by leaving,
I was sparing her more of my mistakes,
that she would be better off without me around.
But that was just another mistake,
one that I've regretted every single day since.
And if I could rewrite the last 40 years...
I would.
**
I started to think there might have been a chance for us after all,
so I went to talk to him this afternoon.
I knew he couldn't be far away,
so I waited.
**
It's what he would have read last night
if I hadn't been there--
a letter to the love of his life.
But in-instead, he talked about you.
Yeah, because he didn't want me knowing
that Audrey was the woman he abandoned us for.
Or he was trying to reach out.
Oh, 40 years too late.
I told you that my mom died.
What I didn't tell you
was that she killed herself because of him.
**
Looking good.
Yeah, meds are on top of it.
The thing with Parkinson's--
I'll die with it, not of it.
Todd!
Detective Shepherd wants to talk to you.
One of my team came looking for you this morning.
He didn't find you.
I wasn't hiding.
I called him as soon as I knew he was looking for me.
From your cellphone? Yeah, yeah.
Well, how come you had yours when everyone else
didn't get them back 'til this morning?
Uh, because I-I never handed it in.
I don't have one.
**
Why did you lie?
Wasn't really a lie.
I mean, it was, but only because Uncle's sick
and he needs to be able to get ahold of me.
Hey, don't make this about me.
He couldn't go five minutes without his phone.
Know anyone his age who could?
**
And on that note,
Audrey's phone records came back.
She made one phone call early last night
to her publisher, Jeffrey Sutton.
He's an old friend.
According to him,
they talked for about five minutes,
but nothing of any consequence.
Kristin: Meanwhile, Abi worked out
that Lloyd's other woman was Audrey,
and she wasn't thrilled about it.
Lloyd wasn't a very happy camper, either.
Abi was just a toddler when all this happened.
One day, Daddy wasn't there.
And her mum was gone, as well.
Terrible business.
If we're really looking for a motive,
who did Abi really blame
for what happened to her mother,
Lloyd or Audrey?
The big flaw in that theory
being that Abi didn't know about Audrey until today.
So she says. [Cellphone rings]
Hi, Gina.
So Lloyd and Abi's cars
both came back clear of anything linking them to Audrey.
So did Gus and Sienna's,
but we're still waiting on Vinnie's.
I'm just about to do a fish and chip run.
Yes!
I'll call in on my way.
[Sighs] That was Gina.
She just found oxycodone in Audrey's system.
It troubled me that she had drowned in the tank
without any sign of a struggle.
Tell me what you know about oxycodone.
Uh, it's a highly potent synthetic opioid,
uh, commonly used as pain relief.
And its effects?
Uh, well, when abused, drowsiness will be one.
Drowsiness, respiratory depression,
possible loss of consciousness.
Death?
It's a very dangerous drug.
Thousands of overdoses every year.
It can be ingested or injected,
but given the absence of the puncture wounds,
the probable method in this case
was ingestion.
Pills?
Very likely.
I'll check with Audrey's doctor,
see what prescription she had.
Of course, there was one person on the retreat
who could have accessed this drug very easily,
no prescription necessary.
**
Dr. Carlton. Mm.
Check with the hospital,
see if they have any of the drug missing.
I'll talk to Dilys,
and then I'll call it a night.
**
Do you think he wants me to go now?
Yeah, I think you probably should.
Hey. Come on.
Off you go. You better go.
**
Sorry to bother. A bit of an update.
No. Of course.
Evening.
**
Lloyd reminded me I needed to eat.
That, and I thought she might need some company.
Of course.
Right, I'll... get out of your way, then.
**
Uh, you two seem to be
getting on a little better.
You said you had an update.
Uh, we received a toxicology report
showing the presence of oxycodone
in Audrey's blood results.
Oh.
Yeah, it's a heavy-duty pain relief
only available on prescription
or the black market.
I see.
I was wondering if Audrey had a prescription.
[Chuckles]
If you're suggesting that she was self-medicating,
it was with alcohol, like everybody else.
Uh, I'll need to talk to her doctor.
Of course. Dr. Forbes.
Now, there's a direct number here somewhere.
**
Dilys knows nothing about Audrey
having a prescription for those meds.
Neither does her GP.
Ah, morning.
Hi.
But Audrey is a new patient.
They're awaiting her medical records from Sydney.
I swung by the hospital. Nothing unaccounted for.
And I made a detour on my way in
once I realized that Blair Donnelly's wife
received palliative care at home.
Do you recall
if your wife was given a drug called oxycodone?
Yeah.
Was there any left over?
After she died?
Yes.
And what did you do with it? I chucked it.
What has that got to do with anything?
It's an aspect of our inquiries.
For God's sake, I wasn't even there.
So you've said.
So why exactly did you leave?
**
The look on the sow's face was pure relief.
I chucked her some cabbage,
and-- and I think the oink she gave me was a "thank you."
What are you running away from, Blair?
What do you mean?
Did you really come here to write silly animal stories?
I don't think so.
You think my life is silly?
No, no, I don't. Far from it.
But you're writing around something,
a blockage.
You want to write about something
more important than a grateful pig,
but you won't let yourself.
Why is that?
Well, you're the expert. No.
No, the only person
who knows what's holding you back is you.
And whatever it is, it's time to let go!
What, I got all this wrong, have I?!
Have I?!
**
And you said that was around 9:00, 9:30?
Yes. I-I don't know.
I didn't have my phone.
Because you didn't have your phone
and you didn't think to ask for it.
I just wanted to get out of there.
Yeah? Ask Todd.
He'll tell you.
I get the feeling that Todd will tell us
whatever Blair wants him to tell us.
Yeah, those two are pretty tight.
Bring him in.
Put some heat on them.
Harsh feedback from a writing tutor--
is that really a motive for murder?
I don't know, Blair seems pretty volatile.
Plus, we only have his word
that he ditched the leftover oxy.
Has forensics had a look at his vehicle yet?
Yeah, actually, that should have come through by now.
Um...
All clear.
Vinnie, however...
Boy, oh, boy.
**
Your van showed signs of recent cleaning.
Yeah, I told your peeps it would.
Um, I clean it every weekend.
Well, nevertheless,
our peeps found hair in the back.
Hair that matches Audrey McKinnon.
[Scoffs] What? No.
There's something else we'd like you to take a look at.
**
Dash-cam footage from your van.
Time-stamped around 2:00 a.m. on Sunday morning.
No, it can't be.
Clearly shows your vehicle
being driven from the McKinnon Lodge
to the car park near the top of Ngakinowai Falls.
No. That's nuts.
Let's talk about it down at the station, shall we?
You told us that you followed Blair from the retreat
because you were worried about him.
What did you think he might do?
I don't know.
Sometimes, he hits the booze a bit hard.
What about drugs?
Weed? Something stronger?
Um, no.
I mean, maybe, like, a sleeping pill or something.
He take a pill the other night?
If he took a pill, I didn't see him do it.
And neither of you left the house again that night.
I didn't.
What about Blair?
He was there when I went to sleep
and there when I woke up.
I don't know what else to tell you.
As long as what you're telling me is the truth.
It wasn't me driving that van.
You can't prove it was.
You've already told us that you entered
the McKinnon house to get your keys.
Not at 2:00 in the morning, I didn't.
Was there a spare set anywhere?
Yeah. At home.
What, you think I walked there
to get them in the middle of the night
so I could walk all the way back just to drive home again?
Not when you could have just walked into the McKinnon kitchen
three hours earlier than you said you did.
I didn't go anywhere. I was asleep.
Check my phone.
Check the GPS on my phone.
Well, that'll only tell us where your phone was,
not where you were.
No one goes anywhere without their--
Check my phone.
Well, he was right.
The phone didn't move.
He may not have had a motive for killing Audrey,
but he certainly had one for moving the body.
And what's that? Well, you're Vinnie.
You've invested thousands in selling floatation tanks.
Do you really wants a famous client found dead in one?
Right, so if whoever killed Audrey
needed help moving her body--
Then Vinnie was their man.
But who, though?
The only person he really talked to was Gus.
[Camera shutter clicks] Ha!
Thanks, man.
Yeah, well, that's his story.
We need everybody else's.
I want to know their specific dealings with Vinnie Paulson.
**
Going far?
Yeah, well, I'm not doing a runner,
if that's what you're worried about.
Pleased to hear it. We have a few more questions.
Well, can it wait?
I said I'd nip into town
and pick up a few things for Dilys.
We'll talk later.
Sienna: No way!
Seriously, Gus, what is your problem?
Now you!
Oh, be like that, then! See if I care!
Oh, what?!
What am I supposed to have done now?
Good question.
**
Hi, Gus.
**
What's going on here?
With Sienna? Uh... Uh, nothing.
We just-- We're just pretty keen to leave.
**
Uh, you spoke with Vinnie Paulson
the other night at dinner.
The tank guy.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. He's hardcase. Yeah.
What did you talk about?
Uh, floatation tanks, mainly.
You-- You couldn't-- You couldn't shut him up.
And after dinner?
I think he left.
No, he stayed the night in a spare tent.
Oh.
And you spent the night with Sienna.
It's getting weird how you keep asking about that, mate.
Yes, I-I spent the night with Sienna.
And you were together the whole night?
I guess.
You don't seem sure.
Well, I was conked out.
The pain didn't keep you awake?
From your leg.
Yes. Ah, yes, it did.
But, um, the thing is, is I am on some...
pretty mean painkillers, so...
What ones?
Can you show us?
Yeah.
Yeah, of course.
Yeah. The painkillers.
**
[Groans] Um... Ah.
You know what happened?
I had the last of them last night
because I didn't think I'd be here today,
and so I've got none left.
Mm. What were they?
Paracetamol.
**
Nothing on prescription?
No.
**
Thanks, Gus.
We appreciate you sticking around.
Yeah. You're welcome.
**
I understand your colleague was here this morning
asking about certain analgesics.
I assume I'm still allowed to work
and my patients aren't in danger from a potential killer?
Uh, do doctors such as yourself
ever carry personal supplies of such drugs?
What, for all the house calls they make?
Oh, not now. I'm working.
So, um, no improvements there?
Lloyd: Please.
I just want to talk.
You've got one minute.
I'm sorry. I'm just really--
No, of course. That's okay.
[Sighs]
To answer your question, this isn't the 1950s.
I don't have a Gladstone bag
with a personal supply of opioids.
She would say that, wouldn't she?
What about any connection to Vinnie?
I never got a chance to ask. Lloyd showed up.
He said he was running errands for Dilys.
Well, if Dilys desperately wanted him to talk to Abi,
then, yeah, I guess he can take that one off the list.
How'd you get on with the swimmer boy?
Uh, he can't vouch for Sienna being with him all night,
and he claimed he'd run out of painkillers.
Well, so, how's he coping with his knee, then?
About that. We just spoke to Sienna.
It's not real-- his injury.
He faked it to get out of training
so he could come on this course.
Are you sure? Trust me.
He couldn't do what we did with an injured knee.
Uh, did you see Gus taking painkillers at any point?
Or anyone else, for that matter?
No. Gus is fine.
No one was popping any pills.
Why would she throw him under the bus like that?
Well...
He said I wasn't with him all night?
Why would he do that?
Well, he s-- I was with him.
I-I might have gone to pee, but whatever.
So did you go and pee?
You guys ask the creepiest questions.
**
Oh, my God, yes!
So you weren't with him all night?
As good as.
What time did you go to the bathroom?
I don't know. They took our phones.
Fair point.
[Cellphone ringing]
Mike Shepherd.
Is it just me, or is that limp getting worse?
**
Thanks for calling.
**
Was Audrey's GP.
Her medical records have showed up from Sydney.
And?
The drug I mentioned,
we now know that Audrey had it prescribed
for carpal tunnel syndrome,
and she'd renewed it several times.
I had no idea.
Oddly enough, we didn't find a pill bottle
in the house search.
Goodness knows why.
Your people went through everything.
A specialist team will be conducting another search.
[Scoffs] If they must.
How would you say Audrey's state of mind was
on Saturday night?
Well... there was a lot going on.
Was she angry, upset?
I don't know.
She was, um...
volatile, I suppose you could say,
seeing Lloyd again.
And then what I did.
**
What did you do?
I'm surprised one of the others
hasn't told you already.
[Groans] Ow.
How did you say you got your injury?
Oh, swimmer's knee.
Yeah.
Inflammation from overtraining.
Only thing for it is rest.
Well, you weren't...
resting very much on Saturday night,
according to Sienna.
A-According to her, you're not injured at all.
Yeah, but, you know,
in the-- the moment, you-- you get caught up, don't you?
You-- You forget the pain.
So if we rang your doctor,
they would confirm the injury, would they?
Okay, I faked it.
Why?
To get out of training so I could come here.
I didn't want anyone to know what I was doing,
but Sienna ruined it with that stupid post on her socials.
Is that what you were arguing about when we arrived?
Well, her story mentioned me.
I-I wanted her to take it down.
I didn't want anyone to know what I was doing.
Why not?
In case I stuffed up.
I'm not used to losing.
You read this in front of everyone.
Audrey and I met at university,
and our lives have been entwined ever since.
Little did I know then
that I would grow to feel strangled by our relationship.
Audrey was the first one to get interest from a publisher,
but when she couldn't quite deliver what they wanted,
she turned to me for help.
I was happy to give it.
We worked on her first collection together,
but the name on the cover was Audrey's--
my contribution relegated to nothing more than a footnote.
And so...
the precedent was set.
I became a PA...
not a peer.
Years of my life supporting her ambitions, h er d reams.
Callous disregard, creatively bankrupt, propped up.
Do I get a chance to respond to this?
No!
You've always had a voice.
Tonight, it's my turn.
**
Sounds like a disgruntled employee
with an ax to grind.
More than an employee.
More of a reason.
Sienna, are you going somewhere?
I need to be in a place that's not here--
a place where I can write.
**
I am actually serious about this,
and Audrey said I was good, so...
Where will you be?
Brokenwood Motel.
It's not really a vibe,
but at least they're into a collab.
Some people appreciate the power of my brand.
Unlike Gus?
He is not maximizing his celebrity.
Although...
TBH, if I got feedback like him,
I wouldn't want to advertise it, either.
Standing on the dais
as they put the medal around my neck
was one of the proudest moments of my life.
Full credit to the team, though.
They supported me.
I couldn't have done it without...
them.
The end.
If only your talent were as big as your muscles.
**
Who'd like to go next?
**
Some guys are so used to having their ego stroked,
they can't cope when it doesn't happen.
**
Mike: "Mystery project with this guy."
Book emoji, speak no evil monkey emoji, star emoji.
**
No love lost here.
Yeah, I don't think it was love
that brought Sienna and Gus together.
[Chuckles]
We're still no closer to knowing
who could have used Vinnie's van.
Well, if he's telling the truth,
the keys were inside the house.
And the person with the easiest access was Dilys.
I asked her about that.
I had no idea he stayed.
His van was parked out the back.
You didn't see or hear it coming or going?
No.
Things were a bit tense after my...
after what I said to Audrey.
She and I went to our rooms.
And you stayed in yours all night?
Yes.
**
Alone.
Sorry, am I boring you?
Daniel: Kids these days.
Hey, look at Sienna's latest post.
Oh, that's pretty standard influencer sunrise video.
Kristin: Not exactly.
Sunrise on Sunday,
when she wasn't supposed to have her phone.
Didn't you say it was her
who handed the phones back?
Oh, Dilys, you poor thing.
Here, let me do this.
Yeah, she could have pulled a swifty.
Pretended to take her phone
while handing out the others.
But if she already had it...
when and how did she get it?
♪ And there are snakes in the grass at night*
♪ Much quicker than you or I ♪
♪ And giving hearts always trust those who lie ♪
♪ And there are snakes in the grass at night*
I'm just saying, if you had a pillow menu,
it would class this place up, like, exponentially.
Got to go. [Sighs]
Some people have no idea how to help themselves.
What do you want?
We've been looking at your socials.
Mm. Couple new followers.
Cute.
Do you mind if we come in?
[Upbeat music playing]
So good, right?
Not even a filter.
Slay.
How come you had your phone
when you weren't supposed to?
My brand is my business.
If I'm not creating content, I'm losing money.
So you just took your phone back?
It wasn't hurting anyone. What's the big deal?
When did you get it?
That first night.
While Gus was sleeping?
Honestly, you guys are so pervy.
How did you get into the house?
There was an outdoor light on,
so I tried the door and it wasn't locked.
And how did you know where exactly to look for your phone?
They weren't hidden. We're not naughty kids.
They were in a basket right by the door.
Did anyone else see you?
No.
What time was this?
About 11:30.
Okay, so, you got your phone.
Did you hang around, have a bit of a nosey?
No. Weird. Why would I?
Did you take anything else while you were there?
I'm not a thief!
**
[Keyboard clacking, mouse clicking]
[Knock on door]
Visitor for you.
**
Lloyd, come through.
Were you aware that a man named Vinnie Paulson
stayed at the lodge on Saturday?
**
The floatation fellow?
Yeah, I barely spoke to him.
I meant to ask him how that tank thingy worked.
Large amounts of Epsom salts, apparently.
Saltwater.
Gosh, you'd think that would sting the eyes.
Anyway, I thought he left after dinner.
Mm, well, his van was there all night.
According to him, Audrey confiscated his keys.
I wasn't aware of that.
I was very busy trying to reconnect with my daughter.
But you came to reconnect with Audrey.
How did that go?
Surprisingly well.
What you wrote... was-- was beautiful.
I was... very moved.
Oh, thank you.
I know you were talking about your daughter, but...
what you said about loss and regret...
made me wonder.
Yes?
If it's not too late for us after all.
So you were alone with her?
Yeah.
What time did you have this chat?
9:00, 9:30.
And what happened after that?
Well... that's pretty much how we left it.
I thought we'd have more time.
Uh, what would you say her state of mind was
when you left her?
Happy.
[Chuckles] Yeah, we both were.
And you and Dilys are on better terms?
Bonded by grief, perhaps.
And I'm hoping to make some progress with Abi, too.
**
"Handsome" has a "D" in it.
Excuse me?
Sorry, I couldn't help.
Worry about your own writing.
Audrey said it lacked coherence.
Two birds, so to speak. Mm-hmm.
Ladies, hi.
Sorry to interrupt.
Did either of you
know Vinnie Paulson before this weekend?
Who? The floatation-tank guy.
No, I never met him before that night.
Me neither.
Did you have anything to do with him on Saturday night?
No. No.
Hmm.
You are treating us like suspects.
It's ridiculous.
No, just doing our job.
Here you go.
Thanks.
**
Cheers.
Oh, hi.
Frodo, hi. What are you doing here?
Trudy needed beans.
Now I can see why.
**
Oh, um, we-- we just had a meeting for work.
Mm.
See ya.
Bye.
Thanks, Frodo.
**
Thanks.
Lloyd Carlton was one of the last people to see Audrey alive,
and apparently, they were about to
rekindle their love affair.
Wow. Wonder if Abi knew that.
Yeah, might be worth another chat.
Well, we just saw Abi at the Croc and Panther,
if you want to talk to her.
Huh.
Is something up?
Look at this.
**
See that flash of movement
in the background at the end?
It could be a person.
Somebody else was at the falls that morning.
A shame that's all there is.
Well, Sienna might still have the unedited footage.
I can ask her.
**
Oh. Um...
Uh...
I-I didn't feel comfortable staying at the lodge.
And, uh, S-Sienna took down that post, so...
Uh-huh. Uh, is she...?
Yeah. Come on, come on.
Okay. Yeah.
Great. Thank you.
Hey!
**
Maybe just over there. Yeah.
Yeah?
Oh. What now?
We just need to take a closer look
at something you posted.
What? Why?
Well, the easiest thing would be for you
to give me your phone and your laptop,
and I could grab what we need and bring them back.
I can't write if you take both of them.
It won't take long...
but it will take longer
if you make me get a warrant.
**
Thanks.
[Sighs]
What am I supposed to do now?
**
Well, I'm sure you'll think of something.
**
[Indistinct conversation]
Honestly, just being a worrier.
I've got to go now.
But-- No.
We'll catch up later.
O-Okay.
Hi.
Are you two making progress?
We're meeting up tomorrow for a proper talk.
Uh, the letter that you found,
the one that Lloyd wrote to Audrey--
did anyone else see it?
Do you think I'm lying?
Well, Lloyd has confirmed that he wrote a letter.
I'm just checking when you found it.
Yesterday-- after Audrey died,
so if you're looking for motive, you're out of luck.
I'm doing my best
to eliminate you from our inquiries.
Are we done?
I have to get back to work.
**
[Door opens, closes]
Kristin: Hey.
Check this out.
First...
Daniel: You were right.
It's a person-- well, two people.
Is that...?
Yeah, it's Blair Donnelly and Todd Taylor.
I don't even think Sienna realized this was on here.
She just happened to catch it at the end of her clip.
There's some faint audio, too.
It's not great, but...
[Conversing in te reo]
That's te reo Maori. Mm.
Todd's arguing against putting human remains
in a river-- water source.
**
Walter: Todd took off a while ago,
didn't say where he was going,
and now he's not answering his phone-- again.
I'm a bit worried about him.
Why?
Audrey's death seems to have hit him pretty hard.
Am I right in thinking that they've never met
before this weekend? Yeah, but...
she's family.
I think Todd might have got his hopes up
about making more of a connection.
Todd and Audrey were related.
Audrey was my second cousin.
Not that she'd ever tell you that.
Even when we were kids,
she wasn't allowed anywhere near us.
And Todd knew all this?
Not until recently.
What are you reading?
**
She's running that retreat thing I told you about.
Ah.
How to write your life story kind of thing.
Well, she would know.
I'm probably wasting my time, though, eh?
Ah, go for it.
Maybe writing runs in the family.
If your Auntie Audrey can do it...
What?
Audrey McKinnon's my auntie?
**
Is she Maori?
Ah.
**
Oh.
There's nothing about that in here.
No.
Back in those days, owning her Maori
might have hindered her career, not helped it.
Do you think Todd was planning to confront Audrey,
challenge her about it?
Nah. Can't see it.
That's not him.
Walter, we have reason to believe
that Todd and Blair Donnelly haven't been truthful
about their whereabouts yesterday morning.
Any idea why they might lie?
[Cellphone rings]
Excuse me.
Sims, what have you got?
Hey, Mike, there's no one home at Blair's.
There's no sign of his car,
but Todd's bike's here.
Okay, put a 10-1 out on both Todd and Blair.
I'll see you at the station.
Okay.
For what it's worth,
we believe that Todd was trying
to talk Blair out of putting a body in the water.
Is that supposed to make me feel better?
Everyone's got a book in them.
Isn't that what they say?
Not me.
I hated all that stuff when I was in school.
500 words on what I did in the holidays
by Daniel Chalmers, age 10.
I got a D minus. Harsh.
Maybe they knew I didn't really spend my holidays
fighting stormtroopers on the Death Star.
Wow.
You say you're not a writer.
That's them.
What? Go.
[Siren wails]
**
Hey, guys.
Thanks for stopping.
Great decision.
**
Why'd you lie to us, Todd?
Because Blair lied.
You told us you hadn't left the house,
but sometime early on Sunday morning,
you went to Ngakinowai Falls.
You were back home
by the time Audrey's body was discovered.
Why did you lie?
I don't know.
I freaked out.
I... I hadn't slept.
My mind was all over the place.
Or perhaps you were worried
that we would connect Audrey's death
and your altercation with her.
I just thought it would be easier
if you thought I was home all night.
Why?
Because I didn't kill her.
I didn't move her body, either.
Why were you at the falls arguing with Todd Taylor
about the disposal of human remains?
**
I was there to scatter my wife's ashes, okay?
**
Why so early on a Sunday morning?
Because Audrey got in my head, that's why.
Audrey: The only person
who knows what's holding you back is you,
and whatever it is, it's time to let go!
Why the falls?
It's where Marnie wanted to be.
It was important to us.
It's where I proposed.
And the argument with Todd. What was that?
He didn't want me to put her in the water.
Human remains are taboo,
and you don't pollute the water supply
because the water supply is someone's food supply.
It's just wrong. You know that.
I do.
I didn't mean any disrespect.
I was...
I was just trying to do right by my wife.
You and Blair went to the falls together?
Sort of.
We were definitely there at the same time.
"Sort of" isn't good enough, Todd.
Okay.
Um, he was gone when I woke up.
I know I said he wasn't,
but I was just trying to look out for a mate.
He's been through enough
without you fellas giving him a hard time, as well.
How'd you know where he was?
Well, I noticed Marnie's ashes
were missing from the mantelpiece.
Had Blair talked to you
about scattering her ashes at the falls before?
Yeah.
And you wanted to talk him out of it.
Yeah.
[Sighs] So you have no idea
what time Blair actually left the house?
No.
One more thing.
Where were you this afternoon
when my colleagues couldn't find you?
Burying Marnie's ashes
under a tree at Katiki Point.
[Man vocalizing]
[Blair speaking te reo]
[Singing continues]
**
Blair admits it was still dark
when he left the house.
He claims he grabbed Marnie's ashes
and went to the falls on foot
and sat with her to wait for sunrise.
Or, alternatively,
he left Todd sleeping in the spare room,
detoured to the lodge, took Vinnie's van,
and moved Audrey's body.
Well, there's nothing to connect Blair and Vinnie.
There's nothing to say that their paths even crossed again
once Blair left the lodge.
Meanwhile, I've got our team
looking for something specific.
This is what Audrey's medication from Australia
would have been packaged in.
[Telephone rings] Nice work.
Kristin Sims.
Gus. Hi.
Yeah. Uh, hi.
Uh, I was wondering if you might know
when Sienna is gonna get her phone back.
Uh-- She's not used to living without it,
and just quietly, she is doing my head in.
Who are you talking to?
Sure, Gus. Can we just, um--
Give it here. Give it here!
Hi. I'm so sorry about Gus.
I don't even know why he called you.
Total overreaction. Yeah. That's okay.
You can come and get your phone whenever you like.
Oh. Thank God.
I mean, no hurry.
We've got copies of all the relevant files,
so any time.
Daniel: Hi. Can I help?
I need to talk to Detective Shepherd.
Um...
Okay. Come on through.
Thank you.
**
I nearly said something when I saw you at the pub.
I'm sorry I didn't.
Um, misplaced loyalty, perhaps.
Lloyd's the only family I have left.
Anyway, Saturday night, I couldn't sleep.
I kept going over all those things he said about me.
"If I could rewrite my life, I would," all that.
I wanted to talk to him, so I went to find him.
In his tent. He wasn't there.
**
I waited half an hour longer.
And he didn't come back?
No.
I don't suppose you know what time you arrived and left.
You wouldn't. You didn't have your phone.
No, I had my watch.
2:07 and 2:45.
**
Was I gone that long?
She must have only missed me by a couple of minutes.
Where were you?
In the lavatory.
For half an hour?
Yeah.
Everything takes a little bit longer these days.
I usually take a book.
Mike.
You got a sec?
Excuse me.
**
Mike: Our specialist search team
found that in your laundry 20 minutes ago.
That's strange.
Why didn't they find it yesterday?
Any idea how it got there?
No.
We'll be running a fingerprint match
with samples that we took earlier.
I'll be in touch.
**
Kristin: Hey.
Can you tell me I'm not going mad?
Not sure I can do that.
These are files from Sienna's laptop and phone.
As far as I can make out,
there are three types of photos--
selfies, obviously, hundreds of them.
Big surprise.
Then these--
stock photos of international locations.
And then these-- composite images.
So here's Sienna standing on a cliff edge in Mongolia,
a place she's probably never even been to.
And are they all like that?
Anywhere remotely dangerous, 100% faked.
You think it's relevant?
I don't know, but it is weird.
**
Hi.
Where is she? There.
**
Sienna?
Sienna: Go away!
Sienna, can you come out, please?
**
Sienna, we--
We just want to talk to you, okay?
**
The first few posts... [Chuckles]
they were real-- skydiving, bungeeing, all me,
and they went viral.
I knew I was on to something.
They're what launched my brand, basically.
[Sighs]
But then Katelyn died, and I-I freaked out.
Who's Katelyn?
Another influencer.
A friend of mine.
She was doing all this extreme stuff, too,
and-- and one day,
she wasn't even doing anything that crazy.
She just took a wrong step from a lookout and--
[Sobs]
**
I couldn't do it anymore...
and I had all these sponsorship deals, so...
I made it up.
I didn't think I could do anything else, and...
when Audrey said I had potential as a writer,
I was fizzing.
I could see a future
where I didn't have to lie all the time.
Of course, if bending the truth
on social media was a crime,
then half the people I know would be locked up.
Mm-hmm.
Go home. Get some sleep. Both of you.
You, too.
Night, Boss.
**
[Knock on door]
Ah.
Sorry to bother you so early.
Mike, for you, nothing is a bother.
I need to check something in your statement.
Uh, when Audrey handed back the writing samples
at the start of the retreat,
what was it that she said to Sienna?
She'd asked her when she'd been in Santa Martinez.
And then...?
Thought our paths might have crossed.
Apparently not.
And you're sure that was it?
Absolutely.
Huh.
Thanks, Gina.
Oh. Thanks for this.
I tried the Brokenwood Library,
but there's a waiting list.
[Cellphone rings]
Hey. What's up?
Well, Kristin's making coffee.
I'm sorry to hear that.
More importantly, we've got the results back on the pill bottle.
We've got a match on Dilys...
and Sienna.
Uh, bring Sienna in. I'll be there soon.
**
It's a signed copy. You're welcome to keep it.
There's been a development.
I need to ask you
to come down to the station.
Should I call my lawyer?
We found your fingerprints on this bottle.
It contained drugs we believe contributed
to the death of Audrey McKinnon.
Oxy-- was on the bench when I got my phone.
I picked it up and read the label, that's all.
Why?
I was just being nosy.
Didn't expect a dame to be knocking back hard drugs.
Can I get a drink?
Like a-a kombucha or a smoothie or something?
**
Juice?
Coffee.
I-I'll do it. You-- You did the last round.
No, no. I'm fine.
Hey, do you think she's actually telling the truth?
I mean, she could have just pocketed
a couple of pills for her next festival.
[Coffee pours]
Oh.
Oh, hello.
Teflon Temple strikes again.
Alright, I knew about the damn pills.
How couldn't I?
Audrey needed me for everything--
doctor's appointments, flight bookings, tax bills.
Audrey could barely function without her.
She'd taken to mixing it
with a glass of whiskey at bedtime.
I knew it was dangerous.
I didn't trust her with it...
so I took over pouring her drink.
Why didn't you tell us this sooner?
You must have known that we would find the drug in Audrey's system.
I knew that you'd find out
about my little spat with Audrey.
I could see you twisting that into some kind of motive.
I was scared.
So you lied. What else have you lied about?
You don't have to answer that.
Finding Audrey's body, moving it from the tank?
No. Detective--
You were right there in the house.
You knew where the tank was.
Someone either killed Audrey or found her body.
Was that person you?
Detective... you're fishing.
The front door... was unlocked.
Could have been anybody.
Could have been Abi, Gus, Blair-- any one of them.
Okay. Take a breath.
You're not helping yourself.
Vinnie could have come back for his damn keys.
Sorry. Boss, we're ready.
Thanks.
Mike: Maybe we should take a pause.
Really, Detective Shepherd?
How many times have we played this game?
You either charge her or let her go.
**
You're free to go.
Your, uh, Sunday morning sunrise post.
Funny thing,
this post only turned up online yesterday,
right when you would have been worried about us
finding your fingerprints inside the house.
See, I think you wanted us to find out
that you'd sneaked back into the house to find your phone
because that would explain the prints,
but what if that wasn't the only reason
for you being there?
That's a big "what if."
This is a writing sample
that you submitted to Audrey before the course.
Audrey wondered whether or not
you'd crossed paths in Santa Martinez.
Mike: At first, I thought that this might be a clue
about a prior connection between you two,
but then I realized that Audrey was really saying
that you couldn't possibly have been there
when you said you were.
This photo is dated last October,
but... we did some research,
and this bridge collapsed last March.
So? You already know I'm a big fraud.
Yes, but the point is,
did Audrey know that?
We think that she saw this photo
and started to work it out,
and then she looked back at your other posts--
all clever fakes, but easy to spot
if you know what you're looking for.
Mike: Hmm.
Yeah, note the subtitle.
If you'd done a little reading prior to the retreat,
you'd have known what Audrey said she stood for.
You made sure Audrey knew you were chasing a book deal
with... Sutton & Cavill.
You were probably hoping
that she'd put in a good word for you,
but how could she when she realized
that your whole identity was built on lies?
Audrey only had to make one phone call,
and the deal was off.
You couldn't let that happen.
You don't know that.
Well, I know that Audrey
spoke with her publisher that night.
**
I want a lawyer.
Sure.
Let's take five, shall we?
DC Chalmers will help you sort a lawyer.
Oh, by the way, your friend Gus
has been called in for further questioning.
Why?
We believe you needed help moving the body.
**
Get Sienna a list of solicitors.
Yeah.
Gus, come on through.
♪ People keeping secrets or just lies ♪
♪ Make believing that they ain't doing nothing wrong ♪
♪ Just because a lie's white, honey ♪
♪ That don't make it right ♪
♪ Spinning stories when the truth's long gone ♪
♪ I see your hands shaking, excuses that you're making ♪
♪ The night that you said what you said ♪
♪ Saying I'm mistaken, but I know when you're faking ♪
Mike...
she's changed her mind about the lawyer.
Gus didn't help me move the body
because I didn't kill her.
But... I did talk to Audrey that night.
Thank you so much.
I've learned heaps already just listening to you.
Somehow, I doubt that.
Sorry?
[Sighs]
What's the one thing I've been talking about all day?
The one word I keep coming back to?
"Authenticity."
100%. That's what I'm all about.
God, who do you think you're fooling, dear?
It's Sutton & Cavill.
Well, perhaps... but not for long.
**
Later, I went to the house to see her.
I knocked, but nobody answered.
So I let myself in.
Audrey was in her office.
Please don't tell Sutton & Cavill I'm a fraud.
I can really write.
You said I have potential.
It's a shame you've chosen to squander it.
I've half a mind to call Jeffrey Sutton right now.
Don't.
**
Please.
You've got one week to tell the truth...
or I will.
**
Sienna: On the way out, I saw my phone.
Dilys: Audrey!
Dilys was there.
[Knock on door]
Your drink!
[Knock on door]
**
And I left. That's it.
The knock at the door--
d-did you see who it was?
No.
Whoever it was,
Dilys must have gone outside with them.
But I know it was a man.
I heard his voice.
**
So who paid Dilys a visit?
Well, it could be Gus looking for Sienna.
Could be Blair, could be Lloyd.
Could be any one of them.
Or it could have been Vinnie.
Uh, something that Dilys said.
Miranda tried to shut her up.
Could have been Abi, Gus, Blair-- any one of them.
Okay. Take a breath.
You're not helping yourself.
Vinnie could have come back for his damn keys.
Dilys told us that she didn't know
that Vinnie stayed the night
or that his van was parked out the back.
But if she knew that the keys were there,
then she knew both those things.
Hey.
**
That's Lloyd's car.
Hey, there's no one home.
According to these guys,
the lady of the house went that way.
Okay. Let's go.
[Indistinct conversation]
**
Not now.
Give it to me! No!
Oh!
[Water splashes]
Help me! Dilys.
**
Dilys!
**
Help me!
**
Dilys: I knew you were weak, Lloyd.
I didn't think you were stupid.
The police know that I lied.
Abi told them she went looking for me
and I wasn't where I said I was.
I told them some story about being on the loo, but--
But you needed a safety net...
so you planted the pill bottle.
What, did you really expect me to take the fall for you?
Well, if I'm going down, you're coming with me.
**
Give it to me!
Let's go back a bit.
Saturday night,
when you were preparing Audrey's nightcap,
there was a knock at the door, a man.
How do you know that?
There was someone else in the house talking to Audrey.
They left without you seeing them.
You were outside talking to your visitor.
It was Lloyd.
He wanted to talk to Audrey.
I said I didn't think that was a good idea
and walked him back to his tent.
Then, he asked
if he could talk to me instead for old times' sake.
I told him to come back to the house in five minutes.
I wanted to make sure Audrey was settled for the night.
I wasn't sure if I'd already added the meds.
**
♪ I got high, I thought I saw an angel ♪
Audrey!
♪ But he was just a ghost ♪
She didn't answer, so I left the glass outside her door.
And then Lloyd came back.
Of course, there was only one topic of conversation.
I don't think she ever really appreciated
all that I'd given up for her.
That's what hurt.
Story of my life.
**
She's very fond of telling me
that I'll be well looked after in her will...
but a little public acknowledgment
in her own lifetime wouldn't go astray.
**
Practically co-wrote that first book of hers.
**
[Sighs]
[Yawns]
Excuse me.
I must have nodded off for a moment.
Lloyd had poured himself another wine.
I told him to finish it
but that I needed to go to bed.
I went to turn some lights off.
That's when I noticed Audrey's door was open...
and her bed was still made up.
I decided to check the floatation tank.
**
And there she was.
[Screams]
I'd killed her.
**
Oh, God, Lloyd, what have I done?
I told him about the pills...
how I wasn't sure about the dose.
I wanted him to tell me
that I hadn't done anything wrong,
that no one would think it was deliberate, but...
This isn't gonna look good.
Dilys: It was Lloyd's idea to move the body.
He said we could make it look like an accident.
"Well, she might not be found for days.
No one would ever know about the drugs."
All you had to do
was move her to the falls without being seen.
Then I remembered-- Vinnie's van.
Keys! Oh, sorry.
We managed to get Audrey dressed.
Then...
**
...did what needed doing.
**
We were very careful not to leave any prints in the van,
and then cleaned it as best we could.
I washed Audrey's whiskey glass,
and Lloyd promised to get rid of the oxycodone bottle.
[Scoffs]
Of course, that was nothing to what I promised him.
Half.
Sorry?
I want half--
half of whatever Audrey left you in her will.
**
What do you think, Detective?
Best-seller material?
I'll have plenty of time to write in prison, won't I?
**
What's the story with Lloyd?
He should be in hospital by now.
**
Well, he was lucky to avoid concussion.
He's torn the tendons of his left ankle.
He has some pretty heavy bruising...
and according to his medical records,
a rare form of blood cancer.
**
Is there something you want to tell me, Lloyd?
[Laughs]
I'm being kept alive by a drug that I can't afford--
$10,000 a pop.
The only person I knew with that sort of money was Audrey.
The thing is, I need your help.
I need-- Money.
[Laughs] I should have known.
Please, Audrey.
I'm dying.
Talk to your daughter.
She's the doctor.
**
She blames me for what happened to her mother.
**
And now you've got another person's death
on your conscience.
**
[Sighs]
It was late.
Dilys had dozed off,
and I knew that Audrey was upstairs.
I don't know what I wanted--
maybe just to have the last word.
She wasn't in her room...
and I saw a light.
**
She needed help.
**
But so did I.
I knew Dilys would inherit.
**
Hello.
How's the bean situation today?
Good.
Nice and roasted?
Yep.
Cool. Okay.
Yeah.
You still do those loyalty cards, mate?
Sure am.
Yeah, I'll take one, too.
Coming right up.
Your usuals?
You know it.
Hey, you know how you made that crack
about Gus and his new best friend?
I think you might have been right.
Mm.
Hey, what are you guys cooking up?
Vinnie's offered me an endorsement deal.
Yeah.
Not-- Not just in Brokenwood, either.
This could go national.
Just got to get it over to the lad in the head office.
What do you think? [Chuckles]
Genius.
Pure genius.
Good luck, guys.
Hey.
You're up and about early.
Uh, yeah.
Gina wanted a fresh set of eyes.
Oh. Excuse me.
Oh.
It will help to hear it in my voice.
Let me read it to you.
Yeah, I read the first line.
Couldn't be anyone else.
[Sighs]
"Extracting the viscera from my first cadaver,
I knew I had found my calling."
Yep.
"The sterilized scent of the autopsy room
mixed with a faintly sweet odor of decay,
creating an atmosphere
that some might find unbearable."
**