Elishia McKellar died, and when she came back, I was her.
But before that, I was like you, and we were connected.
I need to wash and I need some fresh clothes.
- What did you do? - What I'm here to do.
Turns out Owen here is a convicted murderer.
Should I be worried about you?
It was just one hit, and he died.
You did eight years?
If you can do this, then you can bring Elishia back...
using her work.
That man tried to extort money from your poor dear frail grandmother.
Who the hell are you?
We're the real fuckin' Fitzgeralds!
Come on!
- What's wrong? - What do you have to say about this?
She was violated by the same mongrel who hurt you.
Arghhhh!
Do the Rennoxes still live on Franklin Street?
You want another one?
- Get out here! - Shit!
Pete Rennox, you're a fucking coward!
What the hell are you doing? Put that down.
Why are you here?
I live here. Pete's my brother.
- You need to... - Get off me!
drop it!
I'm the victim here.
Hey, do you know what he did to me?
Whatever's happened, you need to calm...
Your brother is a murderer!
Chris!
Get away from the window.
Now!
Ohh! Ohh!
Kirstie?
You arrest him right now. I want him locked up.
Go back to the lake house, okay?
He put his hands around my throat and he strangled me!
He's got a tattoo right here, on his arm. Circles.
- Yeah, I'll prove it. - No...
- I will make him admit to it. - He won't remember!
Bullshit.
He rolled his car when he was 19, okay?
He's got a brain injury.
- Liar. - He won't know who you are.
You're helpin' him get away with it.
If you don't leave now,
I'm gonna arrest you for disturbing the peace.
Get out of here.
This town sucks.
And I bet you're all fuckin' in on it!
Who's she?
Why'd she do that?
Can you get the dustpan?
She called me a murderer.
She's crazy. She... she doesn't know what she's talking about.
Stop treating me like a fucking idiot!
Tell me what she meant.
Pete... she's a meth head.
She doesn't know what she's talking about, all right?
Come on, are you gonna help me clean up or what?
Just tell me, Sarah.
I just need to know where this came from.
- You think I killed Elishia? - No!
- You think I'm a murderer? - No.
Well, clearly you think I've got something to do with it,
otherwise you wouldn't be fucking freaking out.
Well, just explain it to me, Sarah. Help me understand this.
- What is this? - I was standing on the high street
and all of this stuff just started coming out of me.
All this blood and clots just started running down my legs.
No, no, no, no, no.
People staring at me like I was a freak and I didn't know what to do.
And Linda from the Salvos gave me that shirt to clean myself with.
Why didn't you call me?
I didn't want you to see me like that. It was humiliating.
- Call an ambulance? - No, I'm okay.
- Are you okay? - I'm okay.
- Are you in pain now? - I just feel a bit sick.
Okay, I'm taking you to Ellen, okay?
I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it before.
- It's okay. It's okay. - I'm sorry.
We'll go to the hospital. You just go to the car.
I'll get Nia.
Arghh! Ohh!
Ohh! Arghh! Ahhh! Ohh!
- Shit, he's having a heart attack! - No, he isn't.
Ughh! Arghh!
- Get him inside! - What are you gonna do?
Arghh! Get off me!
Hey, you bastards!
Ohh! Ohh!
Tie him up.
Ahhh! Arghh. Ohh. Ohh.
Ohh! Why don't you untie me?
We can settle this like men, huh?
Is he a bit of a nancy boy?
I'd say he packs a punch like a pansy.
He's winding you up.
I don't need fuckin' subtitles. Find the will.
You can't leave me down here forever.
They're demolishing this place soon.
If I leave you down here, you get buried alive.
You won't do that, you know, boy.
'Cause you've got the fortitude of a mad woman's custard.
You're a gutless, yellow-bellied, lily-livered...
Shut your mouth!
Tell you what, I'll let you go on one condition.
You forget about the stupid will,
you stop harassing my family and you leave town.
Oh, that's three conditions, none of which are acceptable.
All right, hold him.
Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!
- The loyal lieutenant, huh? - Can you gag him?
The loyal lieutenant.
Do you always take orders from his bully, do ya?
How long we gonna leave him down here?
- Forever. - No, seriously...
Just gag him!
You wanna be locked down here forever?
- Are you sure? - 'Course I'm sure!
I remembered the whole thing.
Now he's a spaz in a wheelchair,
and his pig brother's helping him get away with it.
Kev was right. There is no justice.
Well, at least you've got answers now.
It's more than I've got.
Well, I went out and looked.
You're not gonna get jack shit sitting here doing woodwork.
I'm fortifying the house.
How do I dial on this stupid thing?
James, you need to get here now.
What's happened?
Pete Rennox killed me and your scumbag mate's covering for him.
Kirstie, slow down. Is everyone else okay?
What? I don't know. Did you hear what I just said?
Yes. Just keep everybody else there, and I'll be there soon, okay?
Sorry.
Sarah's gonna be fine.
Sutures are dissolving and the epithelium is repairing itself.
I mean, it's... it's unusual for this to happen more than once,
but it's nothing to worry about.
She just needs rest and hydration.
Okay. Great.
Who was on the phone?
Kirstie.
If you need to go, you should go.
I can drop you home.
In like an hour or so, whenever you're feeling better.
- Are you sure? - 'Course.
- Okay, thank you. - Okay.
- I won't be long. - Okay.
I just really don't want to let him down.
Don't worry about him.
You shouldn't put so much pressure on yourself.
You know, it's going to take time for things to get back to normal.
I'd really like to be normal.
Mmm.
I've got things to do.
What, like... like work?
A task.
Well, that's okay.
You're more than just a mum, you know.
I know.
Plenty of women juggle their work with their kids.
I mean, I'm doing it.
And you, you are a tough chick.
Whatever you think you need to do, you should just do it.
Are you ready yet?
This is a complex process.
I know how to regenerate human muscles, but I...
I've no idea how to trigger memories.
To achieve that, I need to study Elishia's research and...
it will take time.
It will take time!
Okay?
So when are you gonna arrest him?
What am I going to charge him with, Kirstie? You're alive.
He can't get away with it.
What he did to Kev, to those other girls.
Go and speak to Vicky Carmichael.
Okay, but right now, Pete Rennox is in a wheelchair.
He's no danger to anybody, but Elishia's killer is.
Can I have a word please, Kate? Outside?
Is this about Owen?
'Cause he told me what happened. He's not dangerous.
Well, he killed someone.
He made a mistake and clearly, he paid for it.
Right, and does he have an alibi for the day Elishia was murdered?
Oh, my God!
- Does he? - This is ridiculous.
That's a fair question, Kate.
Oh, for fuck's sake, James!
Stop pretending this is about him. This is about us.
This is...
This is about me moving on with someone,
just like you moved on with Sarah.
I know I need to let you go. I just don't know how.
Tell me how.
I don't know.
Oi! No bloody secrets. We're a part of this too.
We have to stick together.
- Yeah, all protect each other. - What happened to Paddy?
Last time I saw him, he was at the house at Corona Hill,
where I left him.
Okay, well, I'm bringing him back here.
Until I find Elishia's killer, you need to protect yourselves.
How?
Confiscated weapons from the station.
Ace!
- You got any rifles? - No.
Hey.
You okay?
I need your help.
You keeping that?
Hmm? No.
Just make sure you stay in contact and stick together, okay?
We'd be safer in public, around other people.
Let's go to town.
Sounds good to me.
Paddy?
Shut up and listen to me!
Now, listen, stop your blubbering, all right?
Stop your blubbering.
- No, no, he's just a boy! - Get off me! Get off me!
Stop your blubbering and look me in the eye, you hear me?
I'll fashion you into a Fitzgerald yet, yeah?
Yeah!
Yeah! Huh?
Why the hell do you want to come back here?
I had money hidden in here.
Maybe I was killed for it.
Hi, Russell.
What... what'll it be?
Ah, I'll just have a beer, please?
And a double Bundy and Coke, and an orange juice.
Hey, I've got some new information about Charlie Thompson.
Is that right?
You know, ah, Corona Hill used to be a hospital?
Yeah, after the war.
The, ah, the government took it over for a while.
They kicked the Fitzgeralds out and they
turned it into some kind of a repat centre.
Charlie was a patient.
Poor bugger. How long was he in there for?
I'm not sure. But, ah...
after he got out he, ah, came into some money.
- You know about that? - No.
No, I didn't know anything about that.
I thought that he died a pauper.
The only thing that he had left were his... were his medals.
Wow. Here.
Whoop! I've short-changed you.
You've got me all distracted now.
Oh!
Final bets.
Yeah!
Hey, fellas. You don't win every round.
Come on, you're not gonna let Henry come out on top, are ya?
- You got more money. - Oh, one more!
Simmo, you stingy bastard, give it here!
He made money from gambling.
I wonder what happened to it all?
- Hey. Dying of thirst over 'ere. - Hello again.
- Are you expecting a fight? - I like big jewellery.
G'day, mate. The usual?
Sure.
There you go.
What do you think makes us who we are, William?
Our memories.
Without memories, we're... we're just a shell.
I can reanimate flesh and bone...
but a body without consciousness is simply meat.
I need to find the frequency that creates this exact pattern.
Give me that box.
That one, yeah.
What is it?
It's a box that makes sounds.
We need something granular.
Give me my swipe card.
You need to trust me, William.
I need some salt. Thank you.
Now we can begin.
Beau, looking for Paddy Fitzgerald. Have you seen him?
Is he in trouble?
No, he's not in trouble, but he might be in danger.
Has this got something to do with my stepdad?
No. Why would you say that? I thought Phil was on the rig.
There was an accident. He had to come home.
What accident?
Ah, the rig blew up. He nearly carked it.
When did he get back?
About a few days ago.
Okay, thank you.
Yeah. You are such a good girl.
She is almost fast asleep.
Oh, a little stretch.
That's the way.
Oh, no, mate, you can't bring alcohol into a hospital. Sorry.
Oh, no, no, it's fine.
He's a friend of mine. He's going to give me a lift home.
Oh. Well, I'm still happy to.
It's fine. He's here now, so it's easy.
Thank you.
Yeah, okay.
Ah, don't forget, like, if... if... if you're feeling out of your depth,
- or you just need a break... - Yeah.
um, give me a call, 'cause I'm more than happy
to take her off your hands for a few hours.
Thanks.
I will... I'll see you soon, though, yeah, won't I?
Drive carefully.
You have unfinished business.
I know.
They're in town, not even hiding themselves.
Why are you wasting your time on this?
This isn't easy for me.
I've achieved my purpose, but I'm still here.
Maybe I'm supposed to help you.
Well, then help me.
You know, if Charlie was killed for his money,
then maybe you were right.
Maybe we were all murdered.
You had cancer.
I asked Sarah to help me die.
- Shit. - Mm.
Did she do it?
Hey.
I know who killed Elishia. I've just sent a photo through.
His name is Phil Holden.
I think he died and came back like Vic did.
- Tell the others. - Okay.
James thinks this is who killed Elishia. Phil Holden.
Remember his face, all right? And tell Charlie.
- Why? Where are you going? - I gotta go talk to Sarah.
- You can't go out there on your own. - I'll be all right.
Who was that?
No one.
This plastic's shithouse. You can't leave it like that.
It's all we've got.
You need proper gaffer, not fucking sticky tape.
Well, why don't you bloody well fix it?
I'll go into town, then do the job properly.
Henry!
Henry, you bloody mongrel!
This is my money!
You're not gonna need it!
I was really sick. I had TB.
So is that how you died?
I don't know. Maybe.
And what happened to your money?
Well, I... I had a plan.
I was... I was saving for something.
Yeah, the statue.
No. No, no, no. The... the statue was just part of it.
I need to remember.
Oi, wait, dickhead!
We're supposed to stick together.
Yeah, okay. I'll see you soon.
Kate's coming here.
Why?
She wants to talk.
Are you able to deal with her?
Yeah.
And do you have a weapon?
In the bag.
I'll find the others, and between us, we'll finish them.
Oh, my God!
Untie him.
Ohh!
There he is, huh?
Did your conscience get the better of you?
Has he been here all night?
Yeah.
Ohh, you know, if you wanted the will,
all you had to do was ask.
Oh, he stinks. He's pissed himself.
Angus, shut up! Can you stand?
Ahhhh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm not an invalid.
Where the hell have you been?
There's, ah, there's something that I... I have to talk to you about.
Oh, yeah? Kirstie Darrow?
She told you?
So you knew that it was Pete, all this time?
He's my brother. He... he was my hero.
No, I was just a kid when it was in all the papers, and...
It was awful.
I never forgot about her.
We'll talk about Pete later.
Now I need you to go to the lake house.
I need you to protect Kirstie and the others.
- Okay. - And look for Holden.
Take his boots. He don't need 'em.
What happened?
What did you remember?
I died.
Twice.
Before I was hanged...
I drowned.
Elishia was right.
Before I was William Blackburn...
I was something else.
So this worked, then?
I think we're ready.
Anything?
Nothin'.
I can't remember.
I'll meet you back at the lake.
Where are you going?
To get some fuckin' satisfaction.
Yeah!
This place... is for us.
It's where we'll honour and remember our mates who didn't come back...
and help those who did.
What are you doing? Let go of my chair!
What is your problem?
- Remember me? - Bloody oath.
- You owe us for a new window. - No.
You can drop the act now, 'cause there's no one else around.
Come on! Think back. Try harder!
Fucking remember!
I can't!
Hey, where are you taking me?
- Stop this! - Shut up!
I'm going to call the police. You can't do this.
What are you doing?
You fuckin' crazy?
How deep do you reckon that water is?
I don't know.
Only takes a few inches to drown.
Do you remember me yet?
My name is Kirstie Darrow!
I know that name.
How do I know that name?
This is bullshit!
You know what you did.
I don't. I swear. Stop!
- Fucking remember! - I can't!
No one talks about stuff that happened before the accident.
No one tells me anything.
I know I was an arsehole.
But whatever I did, it can't have... it can't have been as bad as that.
You raped and murdered me.
Jesus.
Chris was right. You are a fuckin' head case.
I should kill you.
Look, I'm sorry you're upset.
I deserve justice, and this chair is not enough.
I'd like to go home now.
Please take me home.
It's not enough!
I'm pleased to see they fit, at least.
Ah. Very fetching, don't you think?
Drink some water.
Have you nothing stronger, no?
How do you know so much about us?
Ahh...
I'm afraid you wouldn't believe me.
You knew this house was called Kalinda.
That's private family history.
Patrick Fitzgerald changed the name before he died.
The house was meant to be Kalinda's.
So you know who she was?
Prove it.
These have been here as long as I remember.
My grandfather knew what they meant, but he wouldn't tell me.
Kalinda was a domestic. Captured Paddy's heart.
She bore him a child.
Paddy vowed to protect that child.
And these carvings...
they tell the story of Paddy and Kalinda.
See there, that's 'white man'...
and 'woman with child'.
It's all right. We're married now.
What about this?
Kalinda must have carved that after Paddy's murder.
It means... 'short journey'.
Paddy knew there'd be consequences.
He hid the will to protect Kalinda and their child from his family.
But the family came after them. They came after Paddy.
He died at his own son's hand.
Bled out by his Sunday dinner.
Well, if you really are a Fitzgerald,
you have a duty to protect our history.
To defend the family name.
There's no honour in this family's past, I can tell you that.
Its legacy is steeped in violence and lies.
After Paddy died, Kalinda's people were hunted. Hunted down like dogs.
And perhaps your grandfather knew the truth.
Perhaps he carried that knowledge to his grave.
And now it's your burden.
Or your redemption.
"You've called Sarah Hayes. Please leave a message."
Come in.
Hey.
What did you want?
I, um...
I've started to remember my last few days in the hospice.
And I...
I think I asked you to help me die.
And I just need to know if that's what actually happened.
I hated seeing you like that.
The look in your eyes.
You were so scared.
Yeah, I remember.
You wanted help to die, but you couldn't put that on James,
so you asked me.
Like, you begged me.
So, how'd we do it?
I stole a box of hardcore painkillers from the hospital.
And, what, I just... just took them all and fell asleep?
No.
I never gave them to you.
I couldn't go through with it.
So the cancer did kill me, then.
It was cruel and ugly and it lasted for weeks.
And then, when you did go...
it wasn't peaceful, it was horrible.
I hated myself for not doing what you asked.
I let you down. I'm really sorry.
Smudgie!
What's happened?
- Nothing. - Kate?
Why didn't you answer the phone?
It was on silent. Nia was asleep.
Sarah, you can't do that. I need to be able to contact you...
- at all times. - James, I'm fine.
- You should have kept in the hospital. - Everything's okay. I'm fine.
Hey, hey. It's okay, it's okay. There we go.
I got ya, I got ya.
You can't be walking around by yourself.
Phil Holden's still out there.
Why are you worried about Phil Holden?
I think he killed Elishia.
And I need to find him, but I can't do that if I'm worried about you.
Yeah, Chris, go ahead.
Hey, mate, I'm at the lake house, but, ah... no one's here.
Where are the others?
The Royal. We felt safer in public.
Thing is, though,
front door was open and, ah...
mate, I reckon someone's been here.
Stay there. I'll be there soon.
I've gotta go, I'm sorry.
Stay away from that house till you hear from me.
Go to Owen's if you feel safer there.
I tried to teach my grandsons to respect other people.
Well, the dark heart of this family started beating long before them.
The boys had no chance.
I married a man just like my father, and so did Lucy.
That house was always filled with hate.
Please, don't report Matthew to the police.
He's in enough trouble.
I have no intention of involving the constabulary.
Someone needs to break the cycle.
You can do that, by honouring the will of Patrick Michael Fitzgerald.
By accepting the truth of our family.
It's Beau, isn't it?
Yeah.
Paddy's by the tree.
This tree is where I commune with my Roison Dubh.
My black rose.
We've gotta go. You're not safe here.
I'm not going anywhere.
Hello?
James?
Kirstie.
Oh!
What the hell are you doing here?
It's not safe here. You shouldn't be just wand...
Get away from me!
Freeze! Police!
Arghh!
- Jesus! Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
Come on!
- Kirstie? - In here!
Drop it! Drop it!
Oh! Ooh! Ooh!
Argh!
Stay down! Stay down!
That's it.
Yep. Got him.
Got him.
Get a bandage.
He can fuckin' bleed to death.
Just do it!
Hello, mate.
I was wondering when you'd end up here.
Found out Charlie Thompson helped pay for this place.
- Really? - Mm.
Wow.
He was dying, Russell.
From TB.
Oh.
Those poor bastards were pariahs when they came back from the war.
Nobody deserves to die like that.
Still, if he founded this place,
that would explain why his medals are here.
They are?
Huh!
There's his British War Medal.
That's the 1914 Star.
That's his Victory Medal.
And that's his Military Cross, for gallantry.
Your great uncle was a hero.
No, he wasn't.
Look at what he achieved.
- Look at... look at... - Bullshit!
Charlie Thompson was a coward. He shot himself.
Don't you dare judge him.
You have no idea what he went through.
You don't know what it's like, outliving people you love.
Yeah, what the fuck do you know?
I know plenty.
I lost mates in the '80s.
I held their hands and I...
and I watched them die right in front of me.
Young, gay men, full of life, wasted away to nothing.
The walking wounded, that's what we are, me and Charlie.
Walking bloody wounded.
Doesn't matter how he died.
He left one hell of a legacy.
And I would...
I would be proud to call him family.
Now...
why don't you go and get us a couple of beers?
You okay?
This doesn't mean we're even.
Kate?
Ohh!
Kate?
I'll come back later!
So why are the constabulary so interested in your stepfather?
'Cause he's a nutbag.
What happened to your real father?
He died, when I was a kid.
Oh.
Well, I wasn't much of a father myself.
Yeah, I wish you'd been my dad.
Paddy!
No!
Paddy! Paddy!
Wake up, Paddy!
Paddy!
There's more than one of you, isn't there?
Who is it?
Beau, this is Steve. He's a lawyer. He's here to make us an offer.
What offer?
I can't tell you what's going on.
I told you the truth about me.
- How much worse could this be? - It's worse.
We need to protect ourselves.
We go here.
- You've gotta be kidding. - Noregard is secure.
It's guarded and Heysen has offered to help.
Can we trust her?
Now, you're positive. This is the same stuff I was using before?
Absolutely.
Hey, what happened to that other lady? The nice doctor?
She'll be back.