Amita: Hey Kate, who's this?
She's wearing the same dress as Claire.
No, she's not. That's a really old picture.
I don't understand why we can't talk about the dokic case.
Seems to me relevant to Kate
that she's re-enacting that specific trauma.
What's the name of that deadly lawyer?
I'm already flat out.
I applaud your commitment to someone else's fate, but what about yours?
I've got an appointment with Brian hancock.
Bryce. His parents didn't like him, either.
We've suspended your scholarship.
Because I didn't hand in my essay, and I was arrested.
How about I look into it?
The cause of death was the brain injury.
We left that man for dead.
This is about our family... Yeah, what about his family?
My wife here, she gives excellent blow jobs.
See you at work.
That was my boss, for fuck's sake. What?
Babe.
(Driller whirling) What the fuck is wrong with you?
He's taking my door away! I hate you!
The whole thing was Kate's idea.
Kate brought her around to model for me,
but I didn't hurt that girl, ok? I swear it.
(Soft music)
(Mellow music)
(Chuckling)
Nice try, Robbie.
(Screams)
(Mellow music)
(Birds chirp)
(Camera clicks)
(Playful screams) (Water splashes)
(Camera clicks)
(Indistinct chatter)
(Camera clicks)
Your brother's a doofus. (Chuckles)
And?
Oi! Robbie!
Take a chill pill.
What's he doing here?
I don't know.
Kate's showing off to the paparazzi.
Come on, Kate. (Screams)
(Water splashes) (Playful screams)
Oi!
Stare off, you perv!
I hate you!
Robbie! Robbie, get in!
Robbie, hurry up!
Robbie, get in!
(Mellow music)
(Distant playful screams)
(Birds chirp)
We appreciate you coming all this way, Robbie.
Yeah, well I was subpoenaed, wasn't I?
(Bottle opens)
Have you spoken to Diane or Kate yet?
Look, mate, I'm only gonna say what's in the statement, yeah?
That's it.
Well, the judge won't allow any mention of Steve dokic,
belinda bain or anything to do with '92.
Code of silence. No surprises there.
At least belinda's parents got to Bury her.
Yeah, you think that makes them happy?
They didn't oppose dokic's parole.
They didn't exactly join the justice for Steve dokic project, did they?
What are you talking about?
Crazy bitches with their online group.
Aren't you supposed to be a detective?
Here's to murdered teenagers, hey?
I'll see myself out.
(Birds chirp)
(Faded) Robbie, get in!
Get in!
Robbie! Hurry up!
Robbie! Robbie, get in!
Robbie!
Hey! (Playful screams)
(Camera clicks)
(Suspenseful music)
Morning. Mm, mm.
Thank you.
I don't know what to say.
I'm sorry.
I... I just feel like
I can't reach you at the moment.
I love you so much, George.
(Soft music)
(Car engine revs)
(Car honks)
Sorry, I can't offer you breakfast.
(Phone vibrates)
(Car honks)
(Sniffs)
(Moans)
(Car honks)
I gotta go.
Ok, well can you let me have a shower first?
Why didn't you get in with me?
Because you didn't invite me.
(Giggles)
You didn't invite me.
I'll be two minutes.
(Car honks)
Why don't you just take your time?
Just remember to shut the door behind you when you leave.
What's the rush? Who is that, your ex-wife?
Yeah, close.
Ok, so not Jane. Is it Carla?
(Giggles)
(Tense music)
Did you look at my phone?
I mean, it was right there.
It pinged. It's just a reflex.
Just let yourself out.
(Tense music)
(Car honks repeatedly)
Finally! (Door shuts)
The fuck are you doing?
You're gonna wake the whole street.
Is Jane coming to dinner?
I asked her once.
She's got the kids for this whole jury duty thing.
I can't ask for any more favours. For fuck's sake, Lex!
They're Chinese, alright?
They're all about family.
If you fuck this up for us...
..What?
Oh, you think I'm gonna fuck this for us?
Get off your high horse, will you?
(Car engine starts)
(Car revs)
(Car revs) (Tires screech)
(Mellow music)
(Suspenseful music)
(Elevator door closes)
Straight in, straight out, right?
We're not here to fuck spiders.
(Elevator bells)
(Suspenseful music)
That's her.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
(Knocks on the door)
Sorry to disturb you.
We're...
We're workmates of your husband.
Sorry for your loss.
It's compensation.
(Speaks in foreign language)
I don't know.
I'm sorry, I don't...
I'm sorry, I don't understand.
No! Fuck!
(Grunting)
No!
(Grunting) You fuck!
No!
Gotta get the money!
(Screams)
(Tense music)
Run!
(Indistinct shouts)
Run!
(Pacing music)
Fuck!
Come on!
(Indistinct shouting)
(Tyres screech)
(Car revs)
(Tense music)
(Crickets chirp)
(Suspenseful music)
Oh, for god's sake.
Your honour, spare me. This isn't a demonstration.
This is more of a docudrama.
We might as well be watching some lurid crime channel.
Madam crown, can you point out the differences between this
and the demonstration ruled inadmissible
during pre-trial argument.
Your honour, the differences are clear.
The video was shot at night,
the policewoman is closer in body type to the accused,
and the sound problems have been fixed,
so the jury will have a better sense
of what the neighbours may have heard.
This evidence has substantial probative value.
Madam crown, I'll give my reasons later,
but I am not allowing this demonstration to be admitted
into evidence.
Well, may it please your honour, in that case,
I make an application for a view.
Well, I'll hear your application for a view after lunch,
but I see that a view may help the jury consider
which theories are plausible.
Thank you, your honour.
Now listen, Kate, the whole court will go from your house,
through the bush, down to the jetty.
They're going to be in my house?
How did you let that happen?
Well, we couldn't let the jury watch that police re-enactment.
It's ridiculous.
So you let that psychiatrist trample through my medical history
and now you're gonna let them walk through my home?
Kate. Doctor Lee wasn't bad for us.
Not at all bad.
You're getting outplayed.
Yeah, I know, I know, I know. It's ridiculous.
I should give it up.
You know, I don't train very regularly,
so I always end up getting injured.
But it's the only exercise I get, so.
What are you, an international man of mystery now, Alexi?
Tell us the truth, then you have to kill us.
Should we be asking for danger money serving on this jury?
Oh, garry!
What'd they charge you with, huh? Nothing.
I just, I was telling farrad I was playing football.
Football.
Went up for a header and I got into a head clash.
Oh, Georgina. Trouble on the m2?
Oh, yeah, the motorway was a car park.
You want me to make you a coffee?
Are you going to tell me what really happened?
White with one? White with one.
Soccer training.
(Indistinct chatter)
Mr harmon. Mm?
Where do you keep the keys to your boat?
The wood duck. She's called the wood duck.
Mr harmon, confine yourself to answering the questions
that are asked.
The keys?
Well, I have a boat shed,
and that is on my jetty, and it has keys in a key box.
Lock thing.
And did Kate Lawson have access to the keys?
Not if I was using them.
In the early morning of 15 September, 2019,
were you using your keys between 4:00am and 6:00am?
No. In the year preceding September 2019,
how often had Kate Lawson been aboard the wood duck?
A few times. Five?
Ten? 50?
Between five and ten. I mean, never by herself.
Kate and Claire always came out together.
Enough times for Kate Lawson to observe you operating the boat, yes?
Yeah, but Claire was a much better sailor than Kate.
Sorry, Kate.
Yeah, she loved the wood duck. Thank you, mr harmon.
And so to confirm, Kate had access to the boatshed,
to the keys,
and knew how to operate the boat.
Diane.
Robbie.
What are you doing here?
I come every day.
For support.
You both know not to talk about the trial, right?
That's a shame. I was hoping we could compare notes.
So our stories line up.
I haven't seen my brother in eight years.
I'm not accusing you.
(Mellow music)
It's good to see you.
I haven't changed. (Scoffs)
I'm glad you got to know Claire.
Ah, yeah.
Before she died.
(Whispers) Robbie.
Don't.
And you believe her? Believe Kate,
knowing everything you know?
Diane.
(Sombre music)
Mr harmon, in the event Kate Lawson rowed your tender
out to your boat, the wood duck,
and commandeered her at 4:00am,
and returned her to the mooring at 6:00am,
how far do you think she would have got from sailors bay,
in that two-hour round trip?
Upriver? Maybe...
Maybe to roseville bridge?
I mean, the only other way,
she'd be struggling to get past middle harbour.
And if she tied up at some jetty and loaded a 45-kilo dead weight,
a tarpaulin, some heavyweights and a chain?
I mean, even just pulling it up
alongside the jetty, that would be a struggle.
I mean, she is a beast.
And she takes a lot of practise to handle her.
Would your boat have made it to open water in a two-hour trip?
That would be a stretch.
I mean, you'd be chewing up a lot of fuel.
And did you notice at anytime after 14 September
a lot of fuel missing? Definitely not.
How can you be so sure?
If I had to refill my tank, I would notice.
Did you notice anything else missing from the wood duck?
No. Say an anchor chain?
No. Some diving weights,
a fridge, a sea chest? No.
Nothing like that.
And how easy do you think it would be to hoist any of those things
over the side of the boat in open water?
Well, the gunnels are too high, and one person couldn't do it.
So someone's Kate's size couldn't do it.
Harmon's lying.
He's lying about the boat speed.
He's lying about the fuel.
Do you want notes for the re-examination?
I'm not going to re-examine.
But he's so smug.
"She's called the wood duck."
He'll only tell more lies.
Let's give them ike instead.
She's not an olympic weightlifter.
Yeah, but she had a wheelbarrow.
They found tyre marks in the bush,
so you know, that's how she moved the body to the jetty.
She's still not going to be able to hoist it into the water,
inside a fridge, wrapped in anchor chain.
Thank you. Please don't call her, "it."
Do we know her pronouns, Margaret?
Come on, play nice.
Maybe she buried her in the mangroves.
Alexi. You're the construction guy.
She didn't Bury her. Huh?
She didn't Bury her.
One person, no mechanical equipment, digging in mud?
It's not possible.
Yeah, that's why you hear about so many people being buried
in shallow graves, you know.
If a bikie gang can't do it,
what's old Annie Lennox gonna do?
Maybe we should follow the Sherlock Holmes theory.
Rule out the impossible and whatever remains,
however improbable, must be the truth.
That doesn't sound right at all.
Oh, ok, well then you're smarter than Sherlock Holmes.
We're not supposed to be detectives.
Well, how else can we reach the truth?
Jarrod is right.
We should not investigate.
We can only consider the theories put before us and ask,
is murder the one theory any reasonable person would accept,
beyond doubt.
Well good luck finding a reasonable person in this crowd.
Bloom: And what time did you arrive at the waterfront?
Ike: Just before dark.
Probably sixish.
So, between sixish on Saturday, 14 September,
and 11:00am on Sunday, the 15th,
did you see anybody on the path that runs through the reserve?
No.
Nobody went in or out by the path.
Is there any other way to access the reserve?
Only by boat.
Did you see anyone leave or enter by boat?
I saw a woman row a tender out to a motor boat at 4:00am,
and return a bit before 6:00.
Could you identify the boat for us, please?
She's called the wood duck, and she's moored in sailors bay.
On 2 November at chatswood police station,
did you identify a woman from a photo board?
I did.
Is the woman you saw that night in this court room?
Kate Lawson.
The one sitting over there.
Let the record show that mr Isaacs pointed at the accused,
Kate Lawson,
the same woman that he identified from a photo board line-up.
I don't understand what you need me to do.
Look, mum's brought a lawyer,
and I just need you to keep him talking about something
that isn't me. Your immigration case.
He's a social justice lawyer.
Jarrod, this is a private family matter.
Between you and like several thousand employees
of the immigration department.
Please, look, just one time.
Ok. Come on.
Thank you.
There was an added complication
in obtaining this requisite security clearance
for zhian and daoud.
He's eight years old, for Christ's sake.
It's ridiculous.
I know what you're doing.
You've brought a distraction.
I don't want to sue the cops.
Well, it's alright for you.
You've got family support, you've got education, options.
What about the young fellas who don't have your advantages?
How is it gonna help them?
We need to put every incident of police brutality on the record.
At least try and stop one dirty cop from getting a promotion.
Mum, it just feels like a lot of effort for not much effect.
Well, Neil says there's some momentum building
for a new royal commission.
Isn't that right, Neil?
I'll be with you in a sec.
I'm just telling farrad about an appeal
that's relevant to him.
I've read a couple of things about it but it's definitely...
Your honour.
For Kate Lawson to be publicly paraded in front of her neighbours,
in handcuffs,
this would be a gratuitous and deliberate humiliation.
The accused is in custody
because she breached her bail conditions.
Your honour, we should consider the safety of others.
This, Kate Lawson never hurt anybody.
Except Claire Spears.
Judge muir: Madam crown, you're not in front of the jury.
Your asides don't work on me.
The sheriff will remove the restraints from the accused
before she is seen by the jury,
and she will remain unrestrained throughout the view.
Thank you.
Thank you, your honour.
It's a sick world out here, detective.
So people say.
Look...
..I went to jail for rape and murder,
and I didn't do it.
But these women love a convicted killer.
Women, plural?
Hundreds. I don't know.
20 or so kept writing to me through my whole sentence.
What, and they're all part
of the 'justice for Steve dokic' page?
A couple are writing a book.
One's doing a podcast.
I don't know,
there's a bunch of them in some online group.
So, why did these women reach out to Robbie Lawson?
Have you spoken to Robbie?
Yeah, he's about to give evidence.
For the prosecution.
Listen...
..Detective.
I lost 25 years of my life
getting involved with some...
..Fucked up woman.
I'm not going anywhere near this group.
Kate Lawson wasn't a woman.
She was 14. So was belinda.
And so was Claire.
(Tense music)
Give me a hand?
I'm too cold.
Well, help me row.
That'll warm you up.
Come on, we've gotta get moving
if we're going to get upriver by dawn.
I'm not rowing.
I'll wait here until you come back with the wood duck.
(Tense music)
Mr Isaacs,
Claire Spears went missing on 14 September.
What date did you approach the police
claiming information about that night?
2 November.
And that was after you'd seen media reports
identifying Kate Lawson as having been arrested and charged?
Yes, I saw the news.
And did the news items that you saw,
did they speculate that Claire Spears' body
had been dumped in Sydney harbour?
From memory, yes.
Now, according to your statement,
you were on your mate's jetty from 6:00pm on Saturday
to 11:00am on Sunday. All night long.
Are you confident that you didn't nod off
at any time during that night?
I nap during the day when I fish at night.
Oh, that's talented.
Did you leave the jetty to eat or drink?
No. I have an esky with me.
And considering the contents of that esky,
do you go 17 hours
without leaving the jetty to urinate?
I piss off the end of the jetty.
Fair enough.
Now mr Isaacs, it was six weeks later,
six weeks, that you went to the police,
and that was only after you'd seen news reports
identifying ms Lawson.
How can you be sure that it was 14 September
that you think you saw ms Lawson row out into that bay?
(Distant coughing)
On 14 September...
..I caught a kingfish.
You caught a kingfish?
I took a selfie.
It's got the date.
Your honour, I apologise that this evidence
has only just emerged,
but I plan on tendering the photo of mr Isaacs' kingfish picture
to be distributed to the jury.
Your honour,
the police have not provided this evidence to the defence.
But mr Colby, it was your diligent cross-examination
that brought it to light.
I'll allow the photograph into evidence.
Thank you, your honour.
Very well, your honour.
Well, mr Isaacs, while I'm sure that this picture
will be very useful in identifying the kingfish,
unless ms Lawson is in the background of that shot,
how does it prove
that, that was the night you think you saw ms Lawson?
The night you catch a kingfish
off a jetty in sailors bay,
you remember every single thing about it.
(Indistinct chatter)
Yes you do.
That's all I have, your honour.
It's tough when the corroborating evidence
is a fisherman landing a whopper.
Simon: He seemed a more reliable witness
than the alcoholic neighbour.
Vanessa: Alcoholic?
Yeah, I could literally smell the bourbon on him.
Yeah, see, people often mistake
the proper meaning of the word literally.
Don't they, Margaret?
Well, maybe Simon has a highly developed sense of smell.
Yeah, well, you know what I can smell? Bullshit.
Two hours is plenty of time
to get a boat like that into deep water,
and you wouldn't have to spend anything
like a full tank of fuel.
Does anyone know,
can we take our cars to the viewing tomorrow
so that we can go straight home afterwards, or...
I don't know, but good thought.
Well...
..At least we'll be getting out of this jury room.
Man: Yeah.
Woman: Yeah. Ok, thank you.
Sorry.
Just found it on the table.
Oh.
It's a watercolour technique.
It's based on this ancient practise.
Oh, right.
Yeah.
No, it's nice.
Thanks.
Knock-knock. Locked.
You have a gift.
You're obviously very talented.
There's a 'but' coming.
I can hear it.
Not everyone has your best interests at heart.
People who you think you can trust,
maybe they're giving you bad advice.
Like, follow my dreams? Do what I love?
I want you to follow your dreams.
But...
I also want you to go to university.
I want you to build a career.
I get paid for my designs. I know.
You want me to increase your allowance?
When you throw money at me, it makes me feel like I'm a problem.
Ok.
I can help you get a part-time job.
The graphics firm that did our rebrand?
They'd love this. Really?
Do you think they can rebrand me?
Watch the tone.
(Tense music)
Shut the door on your way out.
(Tense music)
(Dramatic music)
(Birds chirping)
Hey! What are you doing?
Sam, she did send you? Ezekiel aku.
Kate's solicitor.
And you are?
Yeah. Yeah, alright.
You're here...
..To clean up my sister's shameful past.
Robert Lawson.
So, is she going to jail?
Not if I do my job.
Yeah, I suppose.
You know I could have challenged the will,
got my share of the house.
Probably not too late.
Get in, before she, you know,
spends it all on fancy lawyers and solicitors.
What do you think?
I don't do probate law.
Knock yourself out, eh?
Sam: Harmon's tender being rowed out to the wood duck.
Anybody entering or leaving this reserve
would have to pass along this beach
and be clearly visible to mr Isaacs, standing on the jetty.
According to mr Isaacs' statement,
he saw Kate Lawson row the tender
out to the wood duck's mooring.
Now, if the jurors would like to come up with me to the jetty,
two at a time, we can stand in mr Isaacs' fishing spot
and see harmon's tender being rowed out to the mooring.
Objection, your honour. The jury is being handed binoculars.
Did you know anything about this?
They're the binoculars mr Isaacs used on the night.
Your honour,
in all fairness, mr Isaacs is a pretty elderly man,
and we will be calling an expert witness
as to his eyesight.
Now, these are predominantly young and fit people.
One can safely assume that their eyesight is pretty good.
But they might mistakenly believe, with binoculars,
that they are seeing what mr Isaacs saw.
The jurors make that judgement with every eyewitness.
Mr Isaacs used those binoculars. The jury should too.
We'll err on the side of caution.
Detective, put away the binoculars, please.
Would anybody like a demonstration
as to how to piss off the end of a jetty?
No.
The next part of our view is at Kate's boatshed.
There is a single path from the rear of Kate Lawson's house
to the waterfront.
Tyre marks matching Kate Lawson's wheelbarrow
were found at three points along this track.
According to the bureau of meteorology,
Saturday, 14 September was a clear night,
so visibility was optimum.
A key safe containing keys
to mr harmon's McGregor 26 is in the boatshed,
along with the oars to the tender.
Kate Lawson has access to it.
Kate Lawson...
So, this detective just gets to roll out
spurious theories unchallenged, does she?
..Bring the boat back to the jetty...
She's avoiding any fresh evidence
that we could object to.
Well, they're lapping it up.
..A 12 hour search by two teams... No, you're right.
Let's get them talking. ..Found no body.
Police modelling established that an unweighted body
would have surfaced within 14 days.
Objection! Detective chedid is not an expert on bodies in water.
Your honour,
this evidence has already been presented to the court
and there was no challenge from the defence.
Mr Colby, I'm not denying the jury context for evidence
they've already heard.
The sandbag in the wheelbarrow weighs 45kg,
the approximate weight of Claire Spears.
Where's the rest of the weight?
The officer will now... Excuse me?
You just said that if the body wasn't weighted
it would float to the surface.
Where's the rest of the weight?
Members of the jury, in spite of our surroundings,
it's important we maintain the rules of the court.
So, if you have a question, write it down
and give it to the sheriff.
Written questions only, mate. I already told you that.
Bit over you telling me what to do.
And we're over you, garry.
Can I borrow your pen? Yes.
"Why only 45 kilos in wheelbarrow?"
"What was used to weigh the body down?"
Well, that's a reasonable question.
Detective, you've just told us that police modelling
concluded that Claire's body
must have been attached to something heavy.
I'm not really an expert.
We've just agreed you can give context.
That was a conclusion, yes.
Well, then I think this juror's correct.
The demonstration should be a 45kg sandbag,
plus whatever was used to weigh the body down
and stop it resurfacing.
We don't have anything to hand.
Well in that case, there's no point continuing the demonstration.
"Does Kate Lawson have a boat licence?"
Margaret: Well, I don't know
why Claire would choose to come down this path.
I mean, I'm really struggling.
So, if it's theoretically possible that Claire escaped some other way,
we'd have to acquit?
No, not quite. We have to look at the theory
and then ask, "is this right?"
Not "is this possible?"
Like if the theory was that she climbed a fence
and escaped through a neighbour's yard,
then that's totally possible.
But would a reasonable person look at that and say,
"yeah, that's what happened?"
No, why would she?
If Claire ran away, she'd leave by the front door
and be seen on the cctv,
or by the back and be seen by the fisherman.
It'd be silly to do anything else.
I mean, maybe. Teenagers do silly things.
I still do.
The front of the house as seen from the cctv over there.
The studio is to my left.
The front door is behind you.
There is no access to the rear bushland,
except through the house or over a neighbouring fence.
On the 16th and 17th of September,
all the neighbours were door-knocked,
and reported no unusual noises from Kate Lawson's home...
What's with all the weird questions, garry?
The judge seems to think they're alright.
No, not those ones. The ones about us.
Mate, it's none of my business where you get your dick wet.
No, it's not your business, garry.
None of it is.
Actually, just trying to listen to the lady and her information.
..Access through the property and four have docks.
At the reserve... Fuckwit.
..Of course is the Edinburgh reserve,
which is public access, which we've all been...
Before you say anything, I know you don't need protecting.
..Anyone entering or leaving there...
I was just going to see if you need a band-aid for that wound.
Bad, is it?
I'm sure there's one in the bathroom here somewhere.
..Two of the neighbours were on vacation across the period.
The bushland behind here consists of large trees and sloping...
I'd like to be in my studio when the jurors come through, please.
Ok.
..Allowing residents to approach the beach
and the jetties unobserved.
(Sombre music)
Is this her room?
(Sorrowful music)
(Cries)
No.
(Shouts) No!
No!
(Sobbing)
Kate: You said you took belinda's photos down!
Colby: Ezekiel took them down... How could you let this happen?
Kate, please, calm down. How could you let this happen?
Hey, the view. The view went well for us.
No, it didn't. No, it didn't!
It was just a day of talking about fucking bodies
and loading a body, and weighing a body,
and then getting a body on a boat.
There is no body.
Claire ran away.
Kate, we have no choice.
For every theory they come up with,
we have to come up with an alternative theory
that's just as credible.
But every time you go into those details,
they look at me like she's dead.
Ezekiel: That's not true. Reasonable doubt, Kate.
That's what we're looking for.
Reasonable doubt.
No more, no less.
And everyone else is looking for a body.
Ezekiel: Kate, listen to me.
Would you like me to take you to your car?
I don't think we were meant to see that.
Alexi: Yeah.
It was full on.
Come on, let's go.
On balance, I'd say we won as many points as we lost.
I agree.
Oh!
Here we go.
What do you think you're playing at?
Oh, you seem upset.
I'd be calling this a good day for you.
You do understand that the responsibility of the crown
is to avoid errors because errors can lead to appeals.
What, you're already talking about an appeal?
You haven't lost the case yet.
Dirty tricks, bloom.
You're better than that.
Well, I did learn from the best.
Peter: I wonder who she is.
Mm.
Very beautiful.
(Sombre music)
Hey, how are you?
Good.
Hi. Hi...
So, court got out a bit early, and I can pick up the kids today.
Mm, come in. Have a seat.
We have had a serious data breach,
and it have traced it back to your laptop.
But I...
You know I haven't used my laptop in weeks.
I've been in court every day.
We both know who it was, right?
My personal file was downloaded.
All my emails.
I wish things could be different here,
but council has a zero-tolerance policy
for employee misuse of private information.
What if...
But if it wasn't an employee...
If you're prepared to go to the police,
I'll back you 100%.
I'm...
I'm sorry.
(Solemn music)
I...
Oh, hi, finally!
What took you so long?
Oh, sorry. You know the bus.
Hey.
Hey, do I... Yvie, from the admin office.
Right, yvie, yes.
Jarrod.
I remember.
Tap.
I'm sitting over there.
Bring your drink over and join.
Shall do.
And try not to get arrested.
So, we won't be going for editorial, for obvious reasons.
But we still need to find a way
to get in front of international buyers.
Yeah, but don't they want places closer to the city?
This house is unique.
The right person is going to walk through the door and think,
"I've got to have this."
Is that new?
Yeah.
It's an engagement ring.
Last weekend I flew up to noosa, and I popped the question.
People still say that?
Did she make you the happiest man in Australia?
Yeah, she did, actually.
Well, we should have a celebratory drink.
I have some wine open.
Sure.
One won't hurt.
(Sighs)
Cheers.
(Text ringtone)
Hey.
I got fired today.
What happened?
You ok?
I was accused of hacking.
(Scoffs in disbelief)
Wow.
You know, maybe it's for the best.
What are we gonna do, Jamie?
How do we pay the school fees?
How do we pay the mortgage?
Ok, listen.
I tell you what.
Why don't you use this time on jury duty to just,
you know, send out some emails?
(Scoffs)
It's not that easy.
What...
To who?
Would...
Could one of your clients maybe help?
Yeah, I don't think that's entirely appropriate, George.
You prioritised your family.
The right employer will see that as a good thing.
Ok?
So...
It's fine.
Yvette: I mean, it sounds like it's still under consideration.
Jarrod: But why would he do that in the first place?
You've seriously pissed off Bryce.
Making a woke inner-city white guy recognise his own racism?
The worst possible offence.
How much damage can he do?
Oh, academically, nothing.
But in terms of your scholarship, he's basically god.
Should have asked for that extension straight away.
I would've, but I didn't know I was gonna get arrested.
Oh, do it anyway.
There are students who totally work the system from day one.
My god, the kids with the academic parents are the worst.
Extensions, special consideration, class credits for bullshit courses.
We should offer a masters in entitlement.
My round?
Glass of prosecco.
(Television playing)
(Soft sombre music)
Thank you.
What the fuck, I've got right of way!
Simon! I'm so sorry.
I'm really, really, sorry.
I just, I didn't see you. Garry: Hey, hey, hey.
It wasn't her fault.
You ok? It's ok.
Yeah. You're alright.
I didn't know it was you. I'm sorry.
Oh, man.
Whoa. You ok?
Yeah, no, i'm... You look a bit rattled.
Fine, I'm fine.
I just...
I just got fired,
and I don't know who's gonna pick up my kids.
I'm sorry. Hang on...
How old's your daughter?
17. She's 17, right?
They like money. They want money.
Can't she babysit, something?
Yeah, I don't... I mean...
Yeah, I could pay her.
Could sort that out with Ava, alright?
But I'll message her now.
We'll sort something out.
Good.
Alright.
Thank you, Simon. Simon: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm really sorry... All good!
Garry: You ok?
Yeah.
Thank you. Welcome to court.
Court officer: Please take a seat, sir.
Bloom: Mr Lawson,
please describe your contact with Claire Spears
in the months leading up to her disappearance.
Claire sent me a friend request thing online.
I accepted it.
Bloom: Did she give you any reason for reaching out?
Oh, she said she was curious about family history.
You know, from memory, it was more along the lines of...
Of how did the family get so fucked up.
Bloom: How often did you communicate?
Robbie: Hard to say.
There'd be a burst of ten messages a day, you know,
and then she'd ignore a message for months, so...
And in any of these communications, did Claire refer to Kate Lawson?
Yeah.
Mostly she wanted to know about Kate,
and what happened with belinda...
Your honour!
Madam crown, please keep your witness on track.
Thank you, your honour.
What conclusions did you draw
about the relationship between Claire and her aunt, Kate Lawson?
Intense.
No surprises there.
Most of Kate's relationships were pretty intense,
but...
This seemed more obsessive, yeah,
on both sides.
Obsessive on both sides.
Your honour, I draw the court's attention
to page 17 of the printout
of Claire Spears' online communications
with her uncle, Robbie Lawson.
Exhibit cc.
Who do you understand Claire to be referring to as "the crazy bitch?"
Ah, yeah.
Kate Lawson, my sister.
What do you believe Kate was asking Claire to do?
Yeah...
Masturbate on camera with a...
I don't... With a tie around her neck.
Tell the truth!
Judge muir: Sit down please, sir.
Been 30 years, Robbie. You can tell the truth now!
Judge muir: Sit down!
I went to jail for you, you crazy bitch...
Remove that man from my court...
Tell the fucking truth, Robbie!
Tell the fucking truth!
Quickly, get him out.
Oh, fuck you! I'm innocent.
It was her!
She's the fucking liar!
Judge muir: Get him out! Steve: Tell the truth!
I'm innocent! Sheriff, please,
escort the jury to the jury room.
Steve: 30 years! 30 years of my life!
Ladies and gentlemen, please clear the gallery.
(Water splashing)
(Joyful shouting)
Kate.
Bel!
We're going!
Not you.
Hurry up.
Bye!
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