VOICEOVER: Previously on Harrow...
HARROW: There was a dead young man who I thought was my son,
and the DNA results came in.
There was more than one person at the shipyard
when our victim fell to his death.
Hi, Dad.
Is James in trouble?
I'm not sure he wasn't involved in that boy's death.
I'm not sure I can believe a word he's told me.
Mum had this record too. Did she play it much?
Only when she thought no-one was listening.
You lied to me, Mum.
I guess I learned that from somewhere.
TANYA: Daniel, did you take the towel?
GRACE: Who you invite between your sheets is none of my business.
I used to be a neurosurgeon.
This boy had a tumour.
The boy who woke up lost speech, he'd lost movement.
After that, I found it really hard to go with confidence into a brain.
Where is your mother?
RENAE: Louie. Oh, here.
What on Earth are you doing letting my son in here?
I didn't even know you had a son. Can I see an autopsy?
Absolutely not. Of course you can, Louie.
I need those reports you made on Dr Harrow,
as his supervisor, on my desk this afternoon.
You were in Harrow's email. Tell me what the hell you were doing.
None of your business. He's my girlfriend's father.
He's my father. And it's my business.
FERN: How did you get in there, anyway?
Got this from his backpack.
There were rows and rows of operators ripping people off.
That's what your brother was into.
It wasn't me who stole her money. It was Max.
He was going to skip the country, and then he fell.
And the footage on your phone will prove this?
Which is why I need to get it back.
If you don't want to help James, that is fine.
But he's my brother and I'm going to help him.
Looking for Harrow? No. For you.
I need you to do something.
The evidence box is available to be collected tomorrow afternoon.
Can I see some ID please?
You are Catherine Schumann.
What have you got Fern involved in?
I'll take that, thanks.
That's not his phone. It's his sister's phone.
FERN: I got your phone, but we can't stay here.
James?
(FORKLIFT BEEPING)
(SCANNER BEEPS) Go ahead.
Antique furniture should not smell like that.
(INSECTS BUZZING)
Fish? She's... She's got him.
Hey. Calm down. She's got James.
Calm down. Who? The... The mother.
Who has? The dead boy's mother.
Who? Mila Zoric.
That's his phone?
The cops had this.
(VEHICLE APPROACHES, TYRES SCREECH)
Come on.
Shit.
MAN: This way.
(BOTH PANT)
What the shit was that? I told you James was in trouble.
I told you he WAS trouble, man.
What now, Fish? Have you even thought this through?
I don't know. We're going to go to the cops.
No! What have you two done?
Is this because he was in the police system?
You don't understand.
I understand perfectly.
You both have broken the law and now we can't use it.
We're going to go to your dad. No.
We used his email to get the phone.
Jesus, Fish!
(PHONE RINGS)
That's got to be her.
No. No. Cal, no.
You got James?
Ah, Callan. The boy who snuck into my help room.
(OVER PHONE) You're a scam artist.
So's your girlfriend.
Clever.
But, yes, I have James.
(OVER PHONE) Tell your girlfriend if she wants her brother back...
(PHONE BEEPS)
Show me James's phone.
Taxi!
Cal... This has gone on too far.
Cal!
Where are you going?
Callan!
Cal!
(PHONE RINGS)
(SIGHS)
Tanya?
(PHONE RINGS)
(SIGHS)
Harrow.
Lyle.
What, no joke at my expense?
Hmm.
What coystrill ribaldry have you been up to this afternoon?
Oh, I was with my son's mother.
Your son's mother?
Yes.
Yes, she's back.
(ALERT BEEPS OVER TANNOY)
Drink you later.
Good afternoon. Hi.
Got a call from Customs.
A shipping container from Conakry via Cape Town
was opened for routine inspection.
They found this bloke. Shipping container?
That's weeks at sea.
Did he suffocate?
The shipping container was vented.
Was he alone?
Technically, no.
Had about three dozen exotic birds with him.
Clearly for sale on the black market.
Unfortunately, it looks like they didn't cope with the heat, either.
You think dehydration?
All his water bottles were bone-dry.
But, you know, sing out if you find anything noteworthy.
Do you need me involved? Yes.
No.
Doctor Harrow, could I have a moment please?
Louie, can you go up to the tearoom, please?
Do some homework.
Shut the door, please.
Is this about my use of departmental sugar?
I am trying to cut back.
This is your retirement package.
It outlines your severance, your long service, accrued holidays,
superannuation and paperwork to finalise your access
to the department's health benefit scheme.
Are you serious?
I know this comes as a disappointment to you,
but as we discussed...
You're firing me?
Yes.
I'm your best pathologist.
Not anymore.
Sorry, Glen. Nothing personal.
I'm sorry too, Doc.
Daniel, what's going on? Ask Lizzie Bourdon.
There's something I want to... No, not now.
Did you just fire Daniel?
Oh, my God.
You and Dr Fairley will perform the PM
on the shipping container body.
You have made a big mistake.
And you need to get back to work.
Unless you wish to follow suit.
Warrington just fired Daniel.
Oh.
Well...
Let's just do our job, and at the end of the day,
we'll try to talk to the Deputy Coroner.
Fluids and externals.
Looks like he was badly dehydrated.
Yes.
Like his left hand, fingers and thumbnails
are badly split and broken.
He has one, two...
..three puncture wounds on his left index.
Let's open him up carefully, from navel upwards.
There's obviously some gas pressure.
So, what did your final report say? On Harrow?
Only the truth.
Are you cutting him open now?
Oops. Louie. Did that get you?
It got in my eye. Here.
It's OK, mate.
Come here. We'll flush it out.
That's the way. Good. Good boy.
You keep your eyes... Lyle?
..under the water.
Lyle. What?
I see.
(ALARM WAILS)
What is going on?
GLEN: We're in lockdown.
Louie!
Glen, let me through.
I can't. The doors are locked.
(CRACKLING OVER SPEAKER) Louie!
The man they found in the shipping container,
it looks like he died of a virulent haemorrhagic fever.
His organs were all but dissolved.
Your son snuck in here and some fluids got in his face.
Yeah, so we need to get him to hospital, Grace.
Renae, we have to follow emergency protocol.
Until we know what this is, we can't let anyone in, or out.
Louie. Hey, baby.
You OK?
I'm right here.
(MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND)
Mmm. I see what you mean.
It's the phenols from the peat.
You see sphagnum moss, which...
CALLAN: Harrow. Callan.
Another glass, please, Ken. No glass, thank you.
You know, you're a hard person to find.
I'm not in the mood to argue, Callan.
Is that...?
James's phone. We've got it.
But Mila Zoric has him.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Where's Fern? She didn't want to tell you.
They used your email to get that from CIB.
Mila Zoric has Fern's phone.
I'm coming with you. No.
Harrow, please... No!
I should have fixed this. It's not for you to do.
He's my son.
Just...please, look after my daughter, will you?
(LINE RINGING)
MILA: (OVER PHONE) Doctor Harrow.
Ms Zoric.
Do you think any of our friends at HQ are listening in on this call?
No.
Because if I get the sense that they're involved in any way,
the reason for your call will be permanently off the table.
How do I know you have him?
(PHONE BEEPS)
Don't do it, Dad! She's just... MAN: (OVER PHONE) Shut up.
Convinced now, Doctor Harrow?
If you hurt him, you won't get what you want, either.
We should meet.
OK.
One hour. Where?
You know where I am.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
LYLE: There you go, matey.
(PHONE RINGS)
HARROW: (OVER PHONE) I'm sorry I missed your calls.
We have Ebola.
What? Or something like it.
A haemorrhagic fever.
The man from the container.
We're in lockdown.
Are you OK?
I'm fine, but Louie Warrington snuck into the exam room.
He's caught some fluid and...
(LOUIE RETCHES AND COUGHS) Oh, God.
RENAE: Louie!
He's going downhill fast.
OK.
Describe the smuggler's condition.
Complete cellular breakdown of the liver, gall bladder,
upper intestine.
Heavily swollen lymph glands, severe dehydration,
haemorrhaged sinuses, sunken pupils.
That doesn't make any sense.
If Louie's already succumbing,
the incubation period must be extremely short.
Now, that man from the container didn't look more than two days dead,
which means he couldn't have been infected before he embarked.
So...
Yeah, so there must have been something inside the container
that gave him the disease.
Yes.
What about Biosecurity?
They're travelling.
Another hour, another two for tests. No.
I don't think we have that long.
OK. OK, I'm on it.
I feel really sick.
It's alright, darling.
(LINE RINGING)
MATTHIAS: (OVER PHONE) Dr Harrow. I'm going to need more time.
You have 58 minutes.
(SIGHS)
(PHONE RINGS)
Sarge?
What's up?
It's better if you see it. Mm-hm.
The phone found in Mila Zoric's car...
Mm.
..Cybercrime wanted to try a workaround on it.
They went to fetch it, and this is what they found.
What is this, some kind of barcode screw-up?
No.
I tracked the deceased associated with this released evidence.
To QIFM.
Well, who requested the release?
Show me.
The police said we could release this container.
I've got the owners coming down. They're going to be here any minute.
You can't. I've called the police. There are officers on the way.
So is Biosecurity and Disease Control.
Well, what did the guy die of? That's what I need to find out.
You'd better stay here.
It's OK, Louie. We're going to take care of you.
It hurts.
(PHONE RINGS)
Grace? Great, you're at work.
Consults, yeah.
I heard something's going on there.
Yeah, can you get here? Now?
(SIGHS)
Yeah, OK. Sure.
The moment Biosecurity let us give you bloods,
they are to go straight to floor seven,
OK, to be tested for RNA viruses. Mm-hm.
Arboviruses...
..arenaviruses... Yep.
..mononegavirales, but specifically filoviruses.
Yep. Got it?
Lyle. Lyle.
You have to set my son out.
Renae, I-I can't do that.
I'll fire you.
I don't care.
He needs me, Lyle.
I'm sorry.
(PHONE RINGS)
Where are you?
HARROW: (OVER PHONE) I'm in the container.
You need to tell me something.
Did the dead man have any bite marks?
Yes. Uh, left index finger. Three small puncture wounds. Why?
I think he was smuggling more than just birds.
MAN: Ah, that's it there. OK, play it.
Go back. Play it again, but half speed.
Yep.
There. Go back.
Go back, but play it even slower.
Freeze.
Zoom in.
Oh, hell.
If that thing's out, it could be anywhere by now.
OK, keep playing it, but half speed.
Freeze.
Zoom in.
Him.
Who's this guy?
So, it was a monkey.
I think so. Well, that doesn't make any sense.
Why is it still alive, then?
A primate should be just as susceptible to fever as a person.
Well, which means it's not Zaire Ebola or Marburg.
RNA viruses have a high mutation rate.
This could be some aggressive new strain.
Grace, can Ben access Cyanovirin-N?
Cyanovirin? No, we can't give that too him.
It's too allergenic. He's too weak already.
If it is just an RNA, then it won't do him any good,
and it could kill him.
I know, but if I'm right, it could slow it down and save him.
OK, we've rigged up a drip, but he's burning up.
How's his head?
What do you mean?
A symptom of these fevers
is rapid swelling of the brain meninges.
Maybe.
You might need to relieve that pressure.
What do you mean?
I mean open his skull.
What did he say? Did you hear that?
And if Ben can access the Cyanovirin,
do we give it to him?
Not yet. Fairley's right.
If I'm wrong, it could make Louie worse.
I need to see if the animal is showing any symptoms or not.
But call Ben. Get it ready.
And, Grace...
..good luck.
Jesus.
Dock worker's name is Andy Spiro.
Well, what did he see? Did he see it? Couldn't talk with him.
Can't get any employee information without a warrant.
Tried his coworker.
He wasn't saying much either. He's just knocked off.
If it's urgent, I suggest you ring the Deputy Coroner.
I don't have time.
(ENGINE STARTS)
MAN: What the...?
Argh! I don't have time to say 'please'.
Your mate saw that monkey, and I'm guessing he saw money in it.
He grabbed it, didn't he? Piss off.
Didn't he?! Argh! Yes. Yes.
I need to know if it's alive or dead.
I don't know! Is it?
I don't know!
What's his address?!
RENAE: What is going on?
(THERMOMETER BEEPS)
He's unconscious.
Look, I know he can't come out.
Let me come in.
Renae, we cannot do that.
Glen, how far away is Biosecurity?
GLEN: 20 minutes.
His brain membrane is swelling.
Well, then we need to relieve the pressure.
Grace, what's happening?
It's Louie. His temperature is spiking.
His heart rate's 160 and his meninges is inflaming fast.
I have to perform a craniotomy. What?!
I need to relieve the pressure from around his brain.
You can't do that. Wait for Biosecurity...
Well, we don't have time.
What is she talking about?
You can't perform an operation in there.
You don't have the instruments.
He will die.
What?
Renae, I need to cut a hole in Louie's skull.
No. I don't think we have a choice.
Come on, Louie.
Shit, shit, shit.
(PHONE RINGS)
Nichols! Great!
I've been trying to call you.
Now listen.
Harrow, it's important you know I'm recording this call.
What?! Why?
'Cause your email was used to facilitate your daughter
removing private property from police headquarters.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Dan...
..end of tether, mate.
Look, I want to give you one last chance
to tell me the truth about James Reed.
Now, if you do,
I will do everything in my power to go easy on all four of you.
That's you, James and his mother, and Fern.
(PHONE CHIMES)
You're right. James is here.
And, yes, I met him.
He wanted his phone from Max Zoric's car.
He says he can prove
that he had nothing to do with Max's death.
I couldn't figure out how to get it, and I told him so.
Tanya and I tried to get him to sit down with you,
but he was scared, Bryan.
And why should I believe any of this?
I wouldn't blame you if you don't.
You're a good man, Bryan, and I shouldn't have lied to you.
But I was scared too.
I was scared of losing my son right after I found him.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have lied.
Look, and I'm sorry again, because I've got to go.
No, Harrow... (BEEPING ON PHONE LINE)
(FRANTIC KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Andy!
Andy?
(CLATTERING)
Andy...
Andy!
LYLE: We won't do it if you say no.
Save him.
Alright.
Andy!
Please!
Stop! I need that!
Andy, I know what you've got there.
There's nothing in here, mate.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I saw it escape from the container.
It's diseased, Andy.
It bit you, didn't it?
Well, that's not your problem, is it?
A boy is dying right now.
He was contaminated by the man in the container.
He died of this disease and now the boy has it,
and you have it too.
Andy, please.
I don't give a shit about the stuff that you stole.
I don't even care that you stole that animal.
But I need to know how it died.
Did it die of the disease or did you kill it?
A boy's life depends on it!
Grace, he's stopped breathing.
No. No!
Louie! Louie! CPR.
(PHONE RINGS)
Daniel, what have you found out?
HARROW: (OVER PHONE) Give Louie the shot!
What? I have the monkey.
It's a macaque. It's dead.
The fever? No. Broken neck.
It was a carrier,
but no swollen glands or any other symptoms,
so give Louie the Cyanovirin now!
Give me the dose.
Just...
Here.
Come on, baby.
Come on.
Come on, mate. For your mum.
Come on, Louie.
(SIGHS WITH RELIEF)
(GASPS)
Good boy.
Dad. Why have you come here?
I told you she can't be trusted!
Quiet please, James.
Did you bring the phone?
He made you a passport, didn't he? 'Cause you're leaving too.
As soon as I get what's mine.
Did you bring my phone?
MY phone.
Let him go first.
Hey! Hey! No!
No, no, no, no, no!
No!
Hey, Dad! Dad!
Stop, stop, stop!
No, no, no, Dad!
Stop! Do something, Dad!
Do you have it?
Stop! Yes.
Stop.
No, Dad.
No. No, Dad, don't give it to her!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! No!
I don't know what happens if I drop it.
Dad, if you drop the handset, we lose the lot.
No! Dad!
Then your boys goes over, just like mine did.
Help me! Help!
If what you wanted was revenge, James would be over the edge already.
You want his phone, because that's where your money is.
Dr Harrow...
22 Million.
No!
Help me!
No, please.
(WHIMPERS)
Dad, do something!
Put him down.
So, now what? You'll get your money in a minute.
But first I want to show you something.
James, what's your PIN?
I'm not giving you my PIN. Or my Bitcoin password.
I just want to show Ms Zoric
what really happened at the shipyard with Max.
You wanted to show the police.
Just the PIN?
Just the PIN.
The app is called DataDivert.
My... My PIN is 3539.
(PHONE CHIMES)
(SOBS)
You've got to be kidding me.
No, it looks like Harrow and his daughter were working together.
Lying about their knowledge that Harrow's son is here?
Yes.
Lying about a young man who is wanted for murder.
Well, in connection with a possible homicide...
And lying as a representative of the State Coroner,
while allowing his daughter to steal from right under our noses.
Yeah, look, I admit it looks a bit ropey.
Bring them in. Ma'am...
Bring them all in, and for starters,
charge them with obstructing justice and go from there.
Inspector...
Jeez Louise!
There was a message with it. "MIKKS".
"Mikks".
Mila's.
It was Max's idea to steal your money.
He said he'd split it with me if I helped him.
If I got him out of the country.
You knew he was going to try something.
I thought he might get greedy, so I set up some insurance.
The shipyard's security cameras were easy to tap into.
I just diverted their feed to my phone.
MAX: James, you coming?
I knew Max well enough to think he might turn on me.
Sure enough, he did.
It's good.
Well...
..I guess we're done.
I'm not here for the passport.
I'm here for the money.
Give it back, or you're dead.
Max!
(BODY THUDS)
But then you lost your phone.
Oh, shit.
So you put my name in Max's fake passport
and dropped the note that you had intended to leave for me,
because you were leaving that same night too.
Is that why you really stayed?
Why you wanted this?
For the money? It's a lot of money, Dad.
And it's my money.
Everyone knows it's not your money, Mila.
No! Wait!
Just give me the phone, Doctor, and I'll let him go.
She's going to take the money and kill us both.
Who are you going to believe?
This lying boy who was planning on leaving you, or me?
Let him go and I'll transfer the money to you when he's safe.
No. I'm not giving you my password.
I'll guess it myself. No, no, no.
You only get one shot and then it locks you out forever!
Dad.
Dad!
Hi, Dad.
Mum had this record too.
One shot.
No, Dad, don't!
Dr Harrow!
Dad... Dad, no! (BOTH GRUNT)
Bring him here.
(GROANS) Give it to me. Unlock it. Unlock it.
No, no, no, no, no!
Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I could guess it.
Throw him over.
Throw them both over! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop! Stop! Now!
No! No, my... Mila, listen!
(SIRENS WAIL)
The police are coming.
Go. Go.
Go! Move, move, move! Go!
No!
Why did you do that?
I had to.
You were right.
She was going to kill you anyway.
I had to take away the one thing that she wanted.
The one thing I wanted.
OFFICER 1: Get out of the car! Get out of the car!
OFFICER 2: Hands up. I want to see your hands.
OFFICER 3: Put your hands where I can see 'em.
You'd better go.
Dad, I can...
It worked.
The Cyanovirin?
The surgery.
Doctor Molyneux, this just came for you.
Your daughter gave me a card.
It allowed Fraud Squad to enter a very interesting warehouse,
owned by a shell company, owned by Mila Zoric.
It's nice she was helpful.
As were you.
Thank you for the footage.
I'd like the phone that it came from.
I don't have it.
Look, where's James?
He's gone.
Bryan, please, let him go.
You know my son's no murderer.
What? Grace hasn't rung you?
There's a lot going on over there. Why?
Callan.
He brought us some of James's hair.
James is not your son.
AUTOMATED VOICE: (ON VOICEMAIL) You have one new message.
(PHONE BEEPS)
TANYA: (ON PHONE) Daniel, it's me.
I hope you aren't too angry to listen to this,
but you deserve the truth.
I'm sorry I left without saying goodbye.
I don't know if you've worked it out yet,
but you're not James's father.
I'm sorry, but I never saw you, Daniel.
You were always working, always gone.
I was so lonely.
I should have answered your letters, at least one of them,
and I should have told you when I came back,
but knew James was in trouble and I was scared that
if you knew he wasn't yours, you wouldn't help him.
Of course I would have.
(FLIGHT CALL ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PHONE)
Anyway, my flight's boarding. I have to go.
Goodbye, Daniel.
AUTOMATED VOICE: No new messages.
WOMAN: Ma'am...
..his condition is stable.
We're taking him to ICU now. We'll meet you there.
OK.
See you soon, love.
LYLE: Renae...
..I'm sorry.
I wanted to let you in. I did... It's OK. You saved him.
Well, Grace did.
And Harrow.
Harrow.
Before I started here, that's almost all I heard about.
The unusual Daniel Harrow.
Well, he does have a boat.
He's not the only unusual thing here.
WOMAN: Dr Fairley?
Yeah, uh, well, I'll see you at the hospital then?
At least.
Thank you.
Am I still fired? Yes.
But I'll fix it.
I have to go.
Oh, it's OK. He'll keep his distance.
Where's Ben?
He's gone back to the hospital to oversee Louie's recovery.
He's best there.
It worked, your advice.
I'm glad.
What took you so long to get here?
I was dealing with a boy who, it turns out, was not my son.
Oh.
You could have told me. At any point.
I know.
You're such a good person.
You deserve so much more than someone as messed up as me.
What people deserve and what they want
are not always the same thing.
I don't think I can change.
I'm not sure I'd want you to.
(PHONE CHIMES) MAN: Dr Molyneaux?
You should get checked too, monkey man.
I'm not contagious, but, look, I'll check in on you there?
Get yourself right first.
Then come and see me.
You going to see your dad?
Wow, you detectives are amazing.
You and I need to have a serious chat
about Catherine Schumann.
I know.
I'm not going anywhere.
OK.
Dad. Where's your boat?
"Dear Dad...
"Well, Mum told me the truth, so I guess 'Dr Harrow'.
"It's a shame.
"I think you'd have been if not a good Dad,
"a very interesting one.
"Except for the whole phone thing.
"So with that in mind,
"I hope you understand why I've done what I've done.
"Maybe it will be good for you too.
"Change can be good, right?
"Take care of Fern.
"James."
He isn't my brother?
No.
James Reed is a liar.
And a sneak.
And a charmer.
So he certainly fits the bill as Harrow's son.
But, no, he's, uh... He's not your brother.
Oh, well, guess I'd better ring the coast guard.
Let's give him a head start.
Well, how long?
Another 22 years?
His mother kept the truth from him too.
Alright, it's your boat.
But I need you to come in for a full statement.
And I hear you'd better get some blood tests taken.
Yes, sir.
Fern?
Righto.
Thanks for the money.
The 22 million?
I wasn't sure I'd remembered your account number.
No, you got it right.
I suppose we should give it back.
I suppose we should.
Or...
..Bora Bora. (CHUCKLES)
But we don't have a boat.
Well...
..we could go shopping.
Can Callan come?
Of course.
Every good vessel needs a cook.
What will I do? Well, I heard you could clean.
(CHUCKLES)
If it's my money, I'll be the master.
Fine. Then I'll be ship's doctor.
Fine.
But you don't get to pick all the music.
I will pick all the music, and the provisions.
No, I hate whisky.
Let me tell you about whisky. Oh...
You see, the name comes from the old Gaelic "uisce beatha",
which means "water of life"... Stop.
You just don't know when to stop, do you?
No, no, no, no.
It's important that the shipmates understand each other
and respect their preferences.
All you'd have to respect is that
I'll have the bed and control of the menu.
What?! Never.
(BOTH CONTINUE CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)
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