Something happened that made you
leave the force, didn't it?
You killed my son!
That's what they wanted you to think!
If I'm mixed up in this, which I am now,
don't you think I deserve the whole story?
Sophie arranged a meeting
between Richie and me that night.
They fitted you up?
You don't need to know about that crap, Lizzie.
Well, when you're ready to clear ourname,
you let me know.
Listen, when you find Sophie, call me.
Why would I do that?
To protect our daughter.
So you think you have proof there was another shooter?
Well, from where the casings landed, had to be.
And you think it's Bill?
Or else whoever he's in bed with.
What is Jack to you?
He's a special friend.
You sure?
I don't think he knows that.
So what's he like, your, uh, Dr. Chris?
Oh, he's lovely.
And he's a perfect gentleman.
Sorry to bother you, but there's no one on the front desk.
Do you see two men in the pool?
If anyone's gonna jump in the sack, it's me.
I think we should let the lady decide, don't you?
I heard you talking to Jack and Chris at the pool.
Work out what you're doing, won't you?
Yeah, I will.
Looks like someone's cleaning up.
And that means we might be next.
Anna, if Sophie can help identify the shooter,
then this is all over.
Sophie can come home.
Sophie.
And why exactly should I trust you?
No!
-Whoa! -Joan!
How you going? What do you think?
Ah, well done, Dad.
-So how'd you find her? -She found me.
I wasn't fighting with Bill in the video.
He wanted Kayla and me to go away with him.
He said he could protect us, but I was scared.
I thought if I went with him,
I'd make myself a target and put Kayla at risk.
Kayla!
Ow!
It was awful.
I didn't want Bill dead.
We were close...
..once.
Did you see who hit him?
Got a partial number plate.
TGS8-something.
So why was Bill Carlton suddenly trying to help you?
You said you and Bill were once close.
Was Bill Kayla's father?
You said Bill convinced you you could be safe.
He said he had insurance.
What kind of insurance?
I've got the one piece of evidence...
..that will keep us safe.
Eh?
So where's the gun now?
I don't know.
Bill gave me this.
"Rainbow Tango Pisces 240306."
What would that be?
Hmm. Interesting.
Who's that?
That's Miranda McNeil.
She'll arrange for your safety once she gets your statement.
No one said anything about giving a formal statement.
It's okay. I'll talk to her.
Rainbow Tango Pisces.
What on earth could it mean?
Do you have anything to drink? I'm parched.
Yeah, of course. Just help yourself. It's in the fridge.
A word before you talk to Sophie?
Uh-huh.
Go softly.
She's got a healthy mistrust of cops.
'Mistrust'?
Yeah, well, it's kept her alive till now.
Good. Thanks for the tip.
I think I know how to treat a suspect.
-Witness. -Obstructive witness.
Look, you go in boots and all, she'll be spooked.
The last time I checked, you were retired, weren't you?
So, relax.
Oh, and by the way,
why is it that you knew how to contact Sophie,
but you never told me anything about it?
Played a hunch.
Are you all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, I just skipped breakfast.
Must be hard always being piggy in the middle.
You don't know the half of it.
Okay, so where is she?
Oh. Sophie?
Soph...
Oh, she's gone!
You've got to be kidding me.
-Oh! Oh, sh... -Sophie!
-I'm issuing an arrest warrant. -Sophie!
Miranda, don't be ridiculous.
She hasn't killed anyone.
She's a material witness to a murder
and she's being more than uncooperative.
No, no, no. No more hunches.
You find out a way to contact Sophie
or she gets in touch with you, you call me.
-All right? -Sophie!
Unbelievable.
Sophie!
Did you tell Mum about the number plate?
She's only gonna be more pissed off when she finds out.
Well, at least we know it's a cop car.
First three letters tell us that.
Yes. -So Bill was run over by a cop?
Looks like that.
Um, I'm going to go and run the rego back at Regional.
-You don't wanna eat first? -No.
Well, you ought to eat something.
-I'm not hungry. -Be careful.
Yeah, I know.
No, I'm serious.
And don't tell anyone about the gun.
Oh, well, I won't be advertising it.
Likely whoever knows about it...
..is our killer.
Did you notice anything different about Liz?
Like what?
Well, she seemed a bit under the weather.
Is everything all right on the home front?
What do you mean?
Is she in a relationship?
Yeah, with the accountant.
The accountant?
Angel Peak is a town just north of here.
Is that where you think Sophie's headed?
That's all the fish, Diesel. Hmm.
Good boy. Good boy.
Yeah. Come on.
Does the accountant have a name?
Uh, Leon or...Erik.
Not good at remembering names until it gets serious.
How long has Liz been going out with him?
Five years.
Five years?
Oh!
Gordon Bennett!
Get a move on! You drive like my nan!
-Bloody idiots. -Oh!
Who are you expecting?
What?
Well, it's about the umpteenth time
that you've checked behind us.
Oh, no!
Ohhh.
Poor thing.
Still warm.
Been hit recently.
Not much we can do for it now.
Yeah, but you've always got to check
for a little fella.
Oh, no.
Oh! Look at that little face.
-I'll get a blanket. -We can't take it in the van.
Well, what are you suggesting?
No!
I'll be right back.
Come on. Come on.
That's it, boy. That's it, boy.
That's it, boy.
Good fella. Come on.
-There's a fella. -Ohh.
He's adorable!
I've never seen one this close before.
Does it bite?
Well, the best you'll get is a little kick.
I think he likes you.
Yeah?
What now?
Well, it's Thursday today. I've got an idea.
And I'll be driving!
Come on.
Hello!
Joan! What a surprise.
-G'day, Jack. -Doc.
I remembered that you were working up this way,
and we've got a little emergency.
Well, you do know I treat humans?
Can you call Didi Johnston?
She's the local wildlife expert.
-Perfect. -Yeah, come through.
I won't be long.
Yes, this is Regional Command.
What's your emergency?
Have you heard from Jack?
I've been trying to contact him.
Um, I left not long after you.
He sent me a photo.
Yeah, I got it too.
BJ Quinn.
I knew him when he was a cop.
-And now? -I thought he was dead.
Could he be...
He didn't leave the police force voluntarily.
Listen...
..I know how protective you are of Jack.
-Dad? -Yes, Dad.
But I can't help him if you keep me in the dark.
So leave this with me,
and let me know when you hear from him.
Okay?
Yep.
"BJ Quinn. Ex-cop. Watch out."
Right.
You saved the day again.
What do I owe you?
-Ah, dinner? -Ohh!
But you don't have to do a thing. I'll cook.
There's the cute little guy.
Thanks for coming, Didi.
Because you guys rescued him, you get to name him.
-Oh! -What about Joey the joey?
Oh, no, we can do better than that.
Kevin or Sonny!
Eduardo. Eddy.
I just remembered the accountant's name.
Oh! Little Eddy.
-Eduardo it is. -Hm!
All right. See you later, Doc.
-Okay. See you. -Thank you, Didi. Let's go.
Bye, little Eddy.
Oh, Chris.
Do these three words mean anything to you?
"Rainbow Tango Pisces."
No.
-Sorry. -Oh.
You should try the app.
What app?
I'll send it to you.
Every location in the world
can be figured out with just three words.
-Don't forget dinner. -Okay. Bye.
It's Barton Lookout.
Just past Angel Peak.
Amazing!
So now that you've remembered his name,
can you tell me more about Eduardo?
He's a good-looking joey.
Oh!
You are silly.
Look! That's them. There. Stop, stop, stop. You have to stop!
Wait up. What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna go and speak to them. They need to know what they did.
If they hit a roo, I reckon they got a fair idea.
Well, they can't just get away with it.
Hold up. I'll go and talk to them.
Oi, what did I tell you about kicking the ball front-on?
You're gonna stub your toe, you maniac!
Yeah!
-Kick it over here! Oi! -Yeah, yeah!
-Hey, who's that guy? -Oi! Hey! You right?
You hit a kangaroo back there, mate.
So what if I did?
Hey, I don't wanna fight.
Like, it happens sometimes.
A roo pops up in the middle of the road, you know.
But you need to stop and just check it doesn't have a joey
like the one you hit did.
My advice?
Just slow down and avoid it happening again.
Me-me-me! "My advice."
Thanks for the tip, old man.
Go for it!
Yes! Ha ha!
We've still got those mullet heads from this morning?
Yeah, they're in the freezer thing at the top of the fridge.
Beauty.
But...Jack, we can't go fishing now.
I'll be right back.
What are you doing?
Jack?
Oi, oi! Yeah, give it over here, hey?
Oh, my God!
Hey!
Drive careful.
Unbelievable, man.
-Let's get out of here. -What's with him?
What did you do?
Stuffed the fish heads down by the radiator.
What?
When they melt, the stink will go right through their car.
Well done.
The lookout's another 15k north.
I suggest we divide and conquer.
I've got to nip in and get some stuff from the store.
I'll check in with a ranger
in case we need access to the lookout.
You beauty.
Meet you back here.
Okay. Come on, Diesel.
That's it.
Oof!
Be back in a minute.
That's correct, sir. You'll be set a date...
Here you go, boss.
Sir.
I have credible information
that Jack didn't shoot Richie,
that Bill Carlton was involved.
And the witness, Sophie Bairnsdale?
We're still locating her.
What I'm about to say remains in this office.
Now, I'm aware that Bill Carlton was less than above board
and I've been conducting an internal investigation
into his activities before...uh, the accident.
I don't think it was an accident, sir.
I have dashcam video that clearly shows
he was deliberately mowed over.
Any idea who else is involved?
Some.
I just need to check on a couple of things first.
Okay.
Well, let's keep it tight.
Just between you and me.
No need to alert anyone.
And Mum? Oh, Detective McNeil?
The fewer people who know, the better.
Okay.
Diesel? Diesel?
Diesel!
Oh, where are you?
Ahh.
Oh.
Looking for someone?
Oh, Diesel!
Oh, you gave me such a fright. Yeah.
Oh, thank...thank you so much. Where did you find him?
Okay, Joan.
-What? -Let's go.
Go? Go where?
You're taking me to see Sophie.
Oh, I don't... I don't know where Sophie is.
Sure you do.
Don't be silly, Joan. We're all friends here.
Aren't we, boy, eh? Eh?
You like me, don't you, hey?
Come on, Joan.
You don't know who you're messing with.
TGS8.
Um, Dad?
Where are you?
Just outside Angel Peak.
I need you to check the old evidence boxes.
What for?
The gun that killed my partner.
You think that's Bill's insurance?
Makes sense.
But if he thought that protected him,
then that means...
Someone else was definitely there
with Bill that night.
Did you get my message about Quinn?
The ex-cop? Yeah.
Okay, well, you need to be careful
because Mum said he's bad news.
You too.
TGS838.
Mum?
Oh, shit.
Any idea who else is involved?
Come on, Joan. Answer.
This is Joan. Please leave a message.
-Miranda? -Where are you?
I'm at Angel Peak. How soon can you get here?
I think I know where Sophie is.
I'm on my way.
Excuse me.
Hi. I need to see the access logs on this case file.
Do you have authority?
You can give Detective Inspector Riley
a call.
Bill Carlton.
Mum!
Um, thanks.
I could just keep driving,
but I've already told you I don't know where Sophie is.
She took off and didn't say where she was going.
Heads-up, Joan.
You're not a good liar.
Angel Peak is a town just north of here.
Is that where you think
Sophie is headed?
People don't realize how easy it is
to press record on a phone.
And when did you record that?
Back at the campsite.
You didn't notice me, did you?
That's what happens.
People don't see you when you blend in.
Well, that doesn't explain your bad fashion sense.
Hello!
No one wears white shoes unless they're on a tennis court
or in a hospital ward.
Thanks for the tip.
I'll remember that for next time.
This is Jack. You know what to do.
Dad.
Call me back as soon as you get this.
I have information on the gun.
You were right, but you're not gonna like it.
Huh, hey. Where...where are you going? What are we doing?
Oh, I thought this was the turn-off.
What are you playing at?
I'm not playing at anything, honestly. I...
I'll just turn around here at the bottom.
Well, come on. What are you waiting for?
Oh, there's just not enough room.
-Oh! -Stop playing cute.
I'm not!
All right. Uh...
I know. I'll just try this out.
Whoa!
Oh, sorry. Oops. Oops.
-Whoa! -I am pissed.
I just find it really hard to do these...
..these three-point turns.
I just... Oh!
Right, let's swap. Get out. I'm driving.
Are you sure?
Surely I...
Oh. Sorry!
Ohhh!
What are you doing?! Joan!
Come back!
Joan!
Don't be stupid!
-Sorry. -Unlock it! Unlock it!
Joan! Um... Joan!
-Come back! -Ohh!
Whoo-hoo!
That showed him, didn't it?
What a team!
Okay.
Okay, where's Sophie?
She'll be safe. I guarantee it.
You'll have to do better than that.
I've personally organized for witness protection.
-And where's Joan? -Not here.
But Quinn's been tracking us.
Well, then we have to get going. Get in.
I drive.
My car.
My witness.
Ohhh!
See, this is why I divorced you.
So bloody stubborn.
Liz, what have you got?
Mum logged out the car.
I can't hear you.
Mum logged out the car.
Say that again?
The gun in evidence is missing.
Miranda checked out the gun that killed Bill.
Did you run Bill down?
What?! Don't be ridiculous. Did Liz tell you that?
You logged out the car that hit him.
Well, okay. I had to make it look that way.
Can we please get going?
I'll explain on the way.
Jack?
Oh! Pfft!
Jack!
This is Jack. You know what to do.
Jack, I'm here at Rainbow Tango Pisces.
Hurry.
Stay.
Hello?
Anybody here?
Sophie?
Sophie? Are you here?
It's Joan.
Oh.
-Is it just you? -Just me.
So why did you run off like that?
Bill warned me against Miranda.
Miranda?
Said she wanted him gone.
Miranda McNeil?
Well, are you sure?
When Bill first found me,
he showed me a photo of her, said she was bad news.
If I saw her, I should contact him.
Before Kayla was born, this was our romantic getaway.
Thought it might be where he stashed the gun.
Have you found it?
I only just got here ahead of you.
Well, where shall we look first?
My late husband used to keep his valuables in a safe,
hidden behind a picture.
His was of her framed original album cover of the Beatles.
And I always used to say to him,
"Oh, if I was a burglar, that would be the first thing I'd..."
Aha!
Voilà.
Now all we need is the number.
I didn't even know there was a safe.
The number's on that postcard you gave me.
240306.
The date my brother was killed.
-24... -24...
..03...
..06.
Here goes nothing.
Quick. Someone's coming.
Hide in the laundry.
What about you?
No one's looking for me.
Ohh!
This is Joan. Please leave a message.
Joan, where are you?
Call me as soon as you can.
Hang in there, Joan.
You must be Joan?
You put me at a disadvantage.
Detective Inspector Mick Riley. Can I come in?
I understand why you're suspicious.
But Liz will confirm...
..you can trust me.
Come in.
Thank you.
Well, we have some good news.
We've arranged for Sophie to go into witness protection.
She's not here.
Where is she?
Uh, safe.
Good.
And Jack?
He's on his way.
This gives me no pleasure to say.
There has been a...a bad element in my command.
And Liz has been very brave in bringing it to my attention.
Especially as it involves her mother.
So then it's true about Miranda.
I'm afraid so.
Did you find the gun?
Yes, we did.
It's...right here, Detective Inspector.
Good.
Oh, I'd feel more comfortable handing it to Jack.
Well, he's not here and it has been stolen from evidence.
Right.
And unless you have a firearm license, Joan,
you're technically in breach of the law.
Oh, Jack!
Uh...you know Detective Inspector Riley, don't you?
-Darby. -G'day, Mick.
-You all right? -Yeah.
I've been conducting an internal investigation
into your shooting.
And, yes, uh, Bill Carlton was very much part of it.
Thanks for keeping me in the dark.
Oh, I'm telling you now, aren't I?
He wasn't operating alone.
Uh, must be hard to swallow -
your, uh, ex-wife setting you up.
-She denies it. -Naturally.
But now we have the gun and we'll clear your name.
But the bad guys away.
Who told you about the gun?
Liz told me.
No, she didn't.
She did.
No.
It was you, wasn't it?
Ha!
Hmm.
Well done, Jack.
What a pity you just didn't stay in retirement.
What are you gonna do now?
Can't kill the pair of us.
Never get away with that.
I was thinking murder-suicide.
"Jack Darby goes nuts.
"Shoots his current squeeze."
'Squeeze'?
Sorry, Joan.
Shag? Is that better?
"And then shoots the witness."
Sophie!
Get out of here!
Sophie!
Argh!
Watch out, Jack!
-Quick! Run! Find Sophie! -Yeah!
Ahh!
Oh!
Hi, Joan.
Ohh!
-Get back here! -Sophie!
You! You cut them off at the road.
-You find them, shoot! -Yeah.
Oh! Ohh!
Ah!
-Joan! -Ahh!
Shhh!
-Are you ready? -Mmm!
Let's go. Come on.
Help! Stop! Stop!
Stop where you are!
Stop! Stop!
Sophie! Duck!
It's over, Quinn. We know who you are.
Drop it!
Ooh!
Drop your weapon!
Put it on the ground!
Back up.
Keep going, Joan.
Don't stop.
It's a dead-end. We have to go back.
Bloody hell.
Ohhh.
How are you gonna call this a murder-suicide?
Sophie's still out there.
You didn't hear that shot?
Just taking care of loose ends.
I should have made certain the first time.
It was you that night, not Bill.
Jack!
Bill took out Richie.
-And my partner? -Collateral damage.
She was 30.
She had the rest of her life in front of her.
It was your fault, Jack.
You should never have brought her with you.
How are you gonna shoot me face-to-face, hey?
Hey? It's a lot harder than when you're hiding in the dark.
-That's close enough. -Wait!
Wait!
Listen to this.
What are you gonna do now?
You can't kill the pair of us.
You'll never get away with that.
I was thinking murder-suicide.
"Jack Darby goes nuts, shoots his current squeeze."
It's amazing what people will say
when they don't know they're being recorded.
It's over, Riley.
I'll take my chances.
Wait! Take this!
And I'll take that!
Ahh!
What are you gonna do now?
Shoot me?
-You don't have it in you. -Go on.
Try me.
You're not worth a bullet.
Here's the gun.
Well done.
Thanks, mate.
I'm gonna stay with Mum for a while.
Oh, Anna will be so happy.
Well, I have both of you to thank for that.
Oh.
You won't need anymore to be looking over your shoulder.
Hmm. It's gonna take some getting used to.
-Thanks, Jack. I trust you. -Take care.
Sophie, come this way. I'll get you a ride.
Miranda.
How could you think for one second
I was responsible for setting you up?
You shouldn't have been so damn convincing, then.
-Where are you? -Back at Command.
Cleaning up Riley's mess.
Well done, by the way.
-That's not praise, is it? -Annoyingly, yes.
But that doesn't mean you're off the hook.
You okay, Joan?
Yes, I'm okay.
I bet you didn't expect to sign up for this
when you offered to help Dad.
Well, he's helped me a lot too.
-Look, uh, have one of these. -Hmm.
They're the only thing that would settle my stomach
when I was pregnant.
Oh, God. How did you know?
It's not hard to see the signs when you're looking.
Oh, it's like having a superpower, isn't it,
being a nurse?
When are you gonna tell them?
Oh, I've been trying to find the right time, but with them...
Now could be a good time.
Ohh!
Hmm.
Thanks, Joan.
Trust works both ways, Miranda. Yeah.
Dad, I just... I need to tell Mum and you something.
Oh, Liz wants you.
Um, Mum, Dad,
there's something that I need to tell you,
and I don't need you to freak out.
You're not joining the Feds, are you?
What? No.
Um...look.
Okay, I'm just gonna say it.
I'm pregnant.
Oh, darling.
-I'm gonna be a grandfather? -Yeah.
This is wonderful!
That's great.
Hey, Grandma, what do you think of that?
Talk to your, Mum.
That was some day.
Jack Darby finally vindicated.
Might take a while to sink in.
You made my day.
Couldn't have done it without you.
Oh, I think you could have.
Just wouldn't have been as much fun.
No.
No regrets, then?
None that I can think of.
So, what now?
Oh! Smell that.
I wish I'd met you when I was a trainee nurse.
Imagine, a young doctor that can cook and speaks five languages.
-Mmm! -Three, actually.
Hmm. That would have been very good husband material.
Sorry. Gotta go.
-Till next time. -Yeah. Sure.
What's another favorite dish?
Um...
Risotto.
Risotto ai funghi.
Okay.
You have to give me some time to learn how to make it.
-Better be good! -It will be.
What?
It was a bit obvious, wasn't it?
A bloke could die waiting on you two.
What's the big hurry?
This.
Liz has asked me to help her on a cold case.
Unofficially?
Yeah.
Ah, that's great.
Really good.
Yeah.
Wanna partner?
Are you asking me to be your partner?
Unofficially.
You betcha!
Let's go, then.
Rightio, then. Fill me in.
About 15 years ago, a light plane went missing.
Suspected of crashing in a remote Queensland rainforest.
Pilot and wife presumed dead.
Their bodies were never found?
After a few months, the search was called off.
But Liz thinks there's more to it.
Right before the final flight,
the parents sent a message to their son.
"Don't believe it."
Okay. So, where to first?