-It's time to go. -I can't go to prison.
You know that. -Don't do anything stupid.
[Gunshot]
[Gasping]
-Alex used to abuse me.
And then I did tell you.
Then you had your accident, and you forgot that.
♪♪
-And now I know I killed the bastard.
♪♪
-♪ When I look into your eyes
♪ All I see is paradise
[Ponies grunting]
♪ Wanna lay here by your side
♪ Underneath these grapefruit skies ♪
♪ Oh, forever
♪ Forever, yeah
♪ Forever, ooh
♪ Forever, whoa
-♪ Between you and me is a body of water ♪
♪♪
-♪ Breathing
♪ Breathing
♪♪
-This is all I can eat in the morning.
-Funny. It was the same for me.
I was big, eh?
Eh? -Yeah.
-Enormous. -[Chuckles]
-Did you get totally huge with me?
-I did, yeah. Waddled like a duck.
-You still walk like that. -Mm.
-Why're you all dressed up?
-I'm going to the lawyer's.
Alex's will.
-So did he... leave everything to you?
Well, that's good, isn't it? I mean...
you'll be okay for money and all.
-Yeah.
We'll be all good, Rubes.
[Cellphone ringing]
Yeah.
-There's been an abduction on Waiheke.
-Okay. -Sending you through
the details.
Spencer Marris.
His wife and daughter were witnesses.
Do you know them? -Yeah.
I went to school with the wife, Lisa.
-Okay. Is that gonna be a problem?
-No. -Okay, good.
Now, another thing...
[Indistinct conversation]
Harding's been cleared of any wrongdoing over the shooting.
There's talk he might even be getting a promotion.
He's heading your way this morning.
♪♪
-Scone, sir?
-The death of a former fellow police officer is not something
I want to see celebrated in the station.
All right?
Even if it was a justifiable shooting.
♪♪
-See ya.
Mm. Mm! Hey, you can't steal from a pregnant lady.
-Can't I? -[Chuckles]
-See you tonight! -Nah, I'm at A.J.'s tonight.
[Door closes]
♪♪
[Engine shuts off]
-Hey.
How are they? -Better than when I got here.
Took a bit to calm the mum down.
♪♪
-Jess.
[Crying]
And they were yelling at him, "Where's the money?
Where's the... F-word money?"
And Spence kept saying, "I don't have it.
I don't have any money."
And then, uh, the big one punched him in the face, and...
uh, Spence went down to his knees.
-Where were you when this was happening?
-Uh, in the hallway. I can -- I can show you.
-No, we can't go inside.
-'Course. Sorry. -It's Okay.
-I forgot.
-You were in the hallway?
-Uh, the one...
with the gun was, um,
prodding us with it, and Rach and I
were kinda huddled together against the wall.
Weren't we, Rach?
Uh, and I was yelling at the other one
to stop hitting him, and then...
Uh, and then Spence seemed to lose consciousness, and...
I went to help him, and, uh, the one with the gun hit me.
I...
I'm a bit vague after that. [Footsteps approaching]
-Mum? -It's Okay.
This is, uh, Detective Harding.
-Good Morning. -Morning.
-Um...
They tied you up?
Do you know what they used?
-They asked me to get them something, so, uh,
I got them some tape from the kitchen drawer.
-Uh, you said they were both wearing
full-face balaclavas, yeah?
-Did you see their eyes?
Skin around their eyes?
-Yeah, I'm pretty sure they were both Pakeha.
-After they tied you up, they took Spencer
out to their car?
-He couldn't walk, Jess.
They dragged him over the gravel.
-Did he say anything? -Well -- He sort of...
groaned, but...
-Okay. That's enough.
-I just wanted a safe place to bring up kids.
-Mm. -That's why we came back
to live on the island. I wanted Rach
to have the kind of childhood we had.
-Did either of you see the vehicle
that they were driving, by any chance?
-It was a black Hilux.
A modern one. -Right.
That's very helpful. Thank you.
-Rachel, if I show you some photos,
do you think you could identify the model?
-I'll try. -Hey.
-Find him, Jess. Please.
Just find him and bring him home.
-Yeah. Just look after yourself, okay?
-You two are close.
-No. No, not really.
We were when we were kids. -Ah.
It's all she ever wanted --
a nice house, nice family, lots of nice animals.
-What about the husband? He nice, too?
-I don't know, but, um, must be.
-Yeah.
-Jess!
Harding.
I've had someone down at the ferry terminal
and a search party out since first light.
-Right. -What about we put something out
on the local radio station,
social media? -Yeah.
-Get people to check their properties.
-Good idea. Keep it casual, though.
Spencer may be unconscious or confused,
something like that.
-Okay. -Thank you.
-Forensics are on their way.
-Check Spencer's bank accounts and his workplace.
There's gotta be a reason why the abductors thought
there was money in that house.
Okay.
Cousteau!
Hey.
Cousteau.
-Your husband's dead. -Uh...
yeah, he is.
-Why is Alex dead? -Huh?
Uh, well, we were in a car accident.
-You're not dead. -No.
No, I'm not. Not today.
-Whose blood is that? -Um...
Can you hear me? Are you listening to me?
Uh, did you walk past
Spencer's house earlier this morning?
-Yes. Yes, Spencer's house is on my route.
Spencer's married to Lisa. Their daughter's name's Rachel.
The pony's called Apple. -Yeah?
Uh, well, roughly, what time might that have been?
-Mm, 4:13 a.m.
-Hey, whoa, whoa, Okay. Stop.
Hey.
Ah!
Are you sure about that exact time?
-Yes.
My watch beeps four times on the half hour,
then it's 357 steps to Ivan and Samuel's.
-Okay. Uh, did you see any people?
-No. -Did you see any cars?
-No. I don't like cars.
I have to walk one and a half times faster now
to keep to my schedule.
-Oh, yeah. Sorry.
Thank you!
[Punches landing]
♪♪
[Punching continues]
♪♪
Ivan. Sammy.
Either of you hear anything from the Marris house
early this morning?
-Might've heard something at some point.
We don't run to the cops at the first sound of a domestic.
-What's happened?
-We don't call attacks on spouses
domestics any more, Ivan.
What time was the noise?
-Been asleep a while.
-What time did you go to bed? -Around midnight.
-Right.
What about you, Sammy?
-I sleep with headphones on.
Dad's a snorer.
-Yeah. -Is that it?
-I've got stuff to do.
-Uh, here you go.
If you recall anything.
Thank you, Ivan.
-Is Rachel Okay? -Yeah.
Uh, just trying to locate her dad.
-What d'you mean "locate" him?
-All I can tell you at the moment is that he's missing.
Friends with Rachel?
-Yeah. Totally.
We've known each other our whole lives.
What about her dad, Spencer?
-Uh, he used to tutor me in coding sometimes.
That's all. -When did you last see him?
-Couple of days ago, I guess. -Mm.
-Can I go see Rach? -Yeah.
I'm sure she'd like that. Give her a call.
♪♪
-[Sobbing] -Oh!
-Oh, I'm so sorry.
Come here, Rach.
Mia's inside.
She's waiting for you. Have you had something to eat?
-No. -Oh.
-Um, sorry. I should've sorted that.
-Thank you.
-Oh, um, I'll, uh -- I'll need to take their clothes.
-Oh, Okay. Uh, come in.
♪♪
-Yeah, I checked Spencer's bank accounts.
There are a couple of fairly chunky deposits
from a company called All Too Easy Cash & Loans.
-Joe Daysh?
-Do you know him? -Yeah, I know him.
He's a nasty piece of work.
So is his brother.
-Right.
Well, maybe Spencer was late paying Daysh
and he decided to take back what was owed him.
-It's worth pursuing.
♪♪
Sorry.
It's, uh, not a good time.
-It's Okay. Should only take a minute.
Okay, I just need your autograph there and there,
and initial there.
-[Clears throat]
Is that everything?
-That's everything.
All Alex's worldly goods.
-It's lot more than I thought.
-Yeah, well, that's what life insurance is for.
And at least it takes away the financial pressure,
especially now, with Ruby pregnant.
Sorry. Not the moment.
Right, we'll send you a copy, and, uh,
we'll transfer the money today.
Hey.
I know you have your own lawyer, but...
do you have a will, Jess?
-No.
-You're kidding?
-Superstitious, I guess.
-Make a will.
♪♪
-[Exhales deeply]
[Cellphone ringing]
♪♪
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
[Breathing rapidly]
[Ringing continues]
♪♪
-It's my wife, Jess Savage.
-[Groans]
Fuck you!
[Door unlocks]
[Grunts]
[Breathing heavily]
♪♪
[Thunder rumbling]
♪♪
-Hey. We, um...
We uplifted Spencer's hard drives from his office,
and the guys here reckon he's got a really
high level of security.
[Rustling]
Boss, you all right? -Yeah, I'm fine.
What? Well, I mean, he works in IT,
so it makes sense, right?
-Yeah. Bet you 10 bucks we find something.
-Well, let me know if you do.
♪♪
-Whoa, sh-- -Sorry.
Didn't mean to freak you out. -Have you got a, uh --
a cord that'll fit that?
-Um...
Yeah. Yeah, I think Ruby's got one that'll work for it.
-Okay.
Yeah, I-I don't have a key for the house.
-Oh.
♪♪
-Where is Ruby, anyway?
-Uh, she said for me to meet her here, but...
she's late.
Again.
Yeah-yah.
She's always late when she's hanging out with her friends.
But...
you know, think I'm a friend, too.
Like, her special friend.
You know, with the baby and all, but...
sometimes it feels like I don't really count.
Look, A.J., it's good that she has her old friends.
It means you don't have to be everything.
Hey, if I wanted to use somebody's phone number
but I couldn't steal their actual phone,
how would I do that?
You...take the SIM card out.
I've got you.
Bugger. Someone's already taken it.
♪♪
Hey, um...
I'm gonna go find Ruby now.
Yeah.
-Where the fuck's the car remote?
-And, um, thanks for the relationship advice.
♪♪
-[Sighs]
♪♪
-Jess. Dark-colored Hilux --
crossed Auckland on the first ferry this morning.
I'm expecting ID of the owner any time now.
You all right? -Yeah.
Fine.
News on the search party? -Uh, no.
But they're -- they're still door-knocking.
-Okay.
You make sure nothing leaves and nobody enters
without my approval, hey?
-Will do.
-Hey.
-Seen anything interesting?
-Uh, got a couple of prints,
but nothing I'd do my little dance for.
One, maybe two identifiable features.
-Enough to get a match? -Nah, need more than that.
What vehicle did the witness say it was?
-Late-model Hilux. -Hmm.
Yeah, that's where they loaded him into the vehicle.
♪♪
-Dragged him? -Yeah.
♪♪
[Camera shutter clicking]
♪♪
-What does this tell you?
-Patterns are consistent with a blow --
-Blow to the head? -Yeah.
Drips and blood smears from here all the way to the front door
as he was dragged outside.
♪♪
-Hmm.
♪♪
[Cellphone ringing]
-Harding. -What are you up to?
-Nothing.
Just on a job, Dad.
-[Chuckles] I thought you might be out celebrating
your "justifiable shooting."
-How are you even making this call?
It didn't come through the switchboard.
-Never ask something you don't want to hear the answer to.
-So, what did you call for, Dad?
-I'm pleased it worked out okay for you.
That's all.
Bennington had it coming to him.
-[Sighs] Look, I gotta go.
-Why?
You have to buy yourself another pair of shiny new shoes
or something?
-Actually, I'm tracking down a dodgy loan shark.
You'll probably get to meet him in a couple of months.
-Not Joe Daysh, by any chance?
-You know him? -Yeah, I know Joe.
His brother and I did time together.
-Well, do you know where I could find him?
-I can find out.
-[Sighs]
♪♪
-You want me to?
♪♪
-[Sighs] Yeah.
Okay, sure.
Just...
Just be cool about it, okay?
-You mean don't say I'm finding out shit for my son who's a cop?
Yeah, I think I can be cool.
♪♪
-Fuck.
♪♪
-Heya.
Morena. Okay.
111 call was made at 5:10 a.m., which means
that we are officially past the eight-hour-missing mark.
We all know the stats on that,
so our chances of finding Spencer alive are...
well, they're dropping with every hour that goes past.
But that doesn't mean that we give up.
Uh, identity on the Hilux...
how are we going with that?
Could it be the abductors? -Uh, no.
The owner is a Mrs. Rashmita Silva.
She gets the first ferry every Tuesday,
goes to the gym before work.
-Hmm.
Other Hiluxes on the island -- where are we with those?
-We're working through them, but...
it's a pretty common vehicle.
-Uh, we've got a phone tap set up on the Marris' land line.
There's nothing from the abductors yet.
-You think that's why they abducted him?
For ransom?
-Uh, we will soon find out.
Witnesses...
wife, Lisa; daughter Rachel; and the blood patterns suggest
that he was badly beaten before being abducted,
and these two have confirmed that.
Also, the wife, Lisa, has suggested
that he may have been unconscious
as he was dragged to the vehicle.
-Description of the attackers?
-We don't have a whole lot to go on.
Uh...two males, heavy-set,
both wearing black jeans, black hoodies.
They also were both wearing full-face balaclavas and gloves.
Priority is to find Spencer.
We do not give up hope that he is alive
until we have proof that he is...
dead.
-We've had guys at the ferry terminal since early.
Uh, no sign of Spencer.
Or the abductors or the Hilux.
-Which means that he is most likely still
on the island somewhere.
-Any theories on the motive?
-We do know that he has been borrowing money off...
dodgy lenders.
Harding is tracking them down now.
I'm gonna go and talk to these two again and see what more
I can get out of them.
Okay. That's it. Get on with it.
Hey.
Junior, yeah?
-Taiaroa Gray.
-Hey. -Sergeant.
-Welcome aboard.
Hey. Junior, he...
I'm not -- He was --
-He grew up. -Yeah.
[Cellphone rings] They do that.
Savage.
-Yeah, you owe me 10 bucks.
The guys have cracked into Spencer's hard drive,
and he's forked out for a fair amount of gay porn.
It's not enough to explain the loan,
but I am gonna send you something
that I found in his message history
which you're gonna find very interesting.
[Cellphone rings] Hey, I gotta go.
Harding. -I'm sending you an address.
Joe Daysh is there now.
But you'd better hurry, boy.
-Sure.
♪♪
Hey, um, can you send that to D.S. Savage, please?
-Yup.
♪♪
[Cellphone chimes]
♪♪
-Heya.
-Why'd you want me to come here?
-Just thought you might appreciate some privacy.
♪♪
We're really worried about Spencer.
About his safety.
♪♪
-What does that actually mean?
-Means that you need to tell me the truth
about your relationship with him.
-I don't have to tell you anything.
-And that's true, but...
judging by these text messages, you cared about him a lot.
♪♪
-That's private. -Yeah, I understand,
but do you want to see him alive?
♪♪
-What d'you wanna know?
♪♪
-You two were lovers?
-It's not illegal. -No.
-But we decided to keep it a secret because...
he's married.
But we're both consenting adults.
♪♪
-Why'd you say to him, "Please don't"?
"Please don't" what?
-He wanted to break up.
-Why?
What happened?
-I dunno.
He was just being stupid.
-Mm.
Who knew about you two?
-No one. -No one?
-I didn't tell a single person.
-Not even Rachel?
-No, Rachel doesn't know about us.
-Hmm.
-We were really careful, you know?
We never met at his place or anything.
Spencer said that wouldn't be right.
Hey, listen, you can't -- you can't -- you can't tell anyone.
All right?
Not Rachel, and -- and definitely not my dad.
He doesn't even know that I'm gay.
He still thinks that I'm gonna magically turn into
some jock like him one day or something.
And...he would kill Spencer if he found out about us.
♪♪
I mean, not actually kill him -- that's just a saying.
-Hey, Sammy! -Sammy!
-Can I go now?
-Hey, if your dad -- if your dad had found out about Spencer...
and he'd confronted him, do you think that's a possibility?
-No way. -No?
I told you -- he doesn't even know about me.
-But if he'd left the house that night,
you wouldn't have heard him
'cause you wore headphones when you slept.
You told me that, yeah?
-I don't know, but you still -- you can't tell him about us.
-Sammy! -Come on!
-Please...
-I can't make any promises, mate. I'm sorry.
♪♪
-Comms -- D.S. Harding, entering 684 Dick Seddon Drive.
-Do you need backup, D.S. Harding?
-Nah. I'm all right.
♪♪
[Elevator bell dings]
♪♪
-Give me a hand with this, eh?
♪♪
Who the fuck are you?
-Justin.
-"Justin" time to give me a hand, eh?
[Both chuckle]
-Jump on the other end, will ya?
-Sure.
[Grunts]
-Yeah, I'll be all right now.
You get on with your own business.
All good.
-Ah! Fuck!
-Joe Daysh?
Detective Just-In-Time Harding.
♪♪
-Come in.
She's...through there.
[Door closes]
-Hey. -You've found him?
-No. No, no, we haven't.
We haven't found him yet.
-Oh.
Part of me wants him to be found,
and the other part is scared what you'll find.
-Yeah, I know.
Are you up for answering a few more questions?
-Yeah. Well, of -- of course.
Anything. -Okay.
-Uh, would you like to see around the property, Sergeant?
-Um, yes, that would -- that would be excellent.
-Can I get you anything, dear?
-I'm okay.
-Okay.
[Door closes]
♪♪
Uh, my daughter has leukemia.
♪♪
-Oh, I'm sorry. -Oh, she's fine.
She will be fine.
We're both very positive, and... [Chuckles]
she has the very best of doting maternal care.
[Chuckles]
♪♪
-Who is he?
Just take your time.
-Is this one of...?
-All we know at this stage is that he's...
Spencer's been borrowing money off him.
You knew about that?
-He wanted us to get a bank loan.
-What did he want the money for?
-Oh, that's what I wanted to know.
-Hmm.
-I've always looked after our home.
I bottle and reserve.
We -- I grow all our own vegetables.
I didn't think we needed more money.
Yeah.
I'm sure he's the one with the gun, the one who hit me.
Yeah, I remember the eyes. Let's ask Rachel.
-No, let's just give it a minute.
♪♪
You said that the...
the two men, that they broke in.
You sure about that?
♪♪
-There was banging on the back door.
-Mm?
-And yelling. That's what woke me up.
Uh, Spence got out of bed and went, uh, to the hall.
I heard voices, and then I heard him let out a...
-[Shouts]
-...a yell.
So I grabbed my dressing gown.
I went out to the hall.
By the time I got out to the hall, they were inside,
and Spencer was on the floor.
-[Grunts]
♪♪
He knew them.
That's what you're thinking, isn't it?
♪♪
-Did you know that Spencer was having sex with Sammy Brasch?
♪♪
-No, I didn't.
♪♪
Are you sure? -Yes.
♪♪
-Spencer's bisexual.
♪♪
Uh, I struggled with it at first.
It's not what I imagined my marriage would be.
♪♪
But we had an agreement.
♪♪
I put up with it as long as his...
sexual needs never interfered with our family life.
♪♪
I don't know what this has got to do with anything, Jess.
Shouldn't you be out looking for him instead of wasting time
asking about our sex life?
-I'm sorry.
Finding Spencer is our priority.
♪♪
-Joe Daysh, you are being arrested on reasonable grounds
for suspicion of being in possession of Class A drugs
for the purposes of sale.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say may be used as evidence in court.
-What'd you say your last name was?
-Harding.
-Harding. Right.
♪♪
[Engine starts]
♪♪
[Ringing]
[Cellphone ringing]
♪♪
-Yup? -Hey.
I found Joe Daysh.
And get this -- get this -- I walked in on him
moving a bloody great stash.
-Stash of what? -[Chuckles] I dunno.
Class A, for sure.
[Sighs]
-Hmm.
Did you interview him about Spencer?
-Nah. Nah. Couldn't.
Got word from on high
I wasn't allowed to talk to him till tomorrow.
-Interesting. -"Interesting"?
It's bloody infuriating.
Got our prime suspect under lock and key,
and I can't even get to him. -Okay.
Well, I'll come over on the first ferry tomorrow
and interview him.
You can be there if you want. [Clatter]
-Sorry, what?
-I gotta go.
[Dial tone]
-[Scoffs]
[Cellphone clatters]
[Sighs]
♪♪
[Flashlight clicks]
♪♪
[Doorknob rattling]
♪♪
[Crickets chirping]
♪♪
[Wood creaking]
[Clattering, bushes rustling]
-Hello?
♪♪
-Six, five, four, three, two, one.
♪♪
[Cellphone ringing]
-Savage here. -It's my wife, Jess Savage.
♪♪
-I know what you're doing.
I'm not fuckin' scared of you.
[Cellphone clatters]
♪♪
[Faucet creaks, water runs]
♪♪
[Birds chirping]
♪♪
[Sighs]
♪♪
[Paper rustles]
♪♪
-Spencer's dead.
♪♪
-♪ Between you and me is ♪ a body of water
♪♪