Argh!
Who is this?
Your gorilla's dead.
Victoria, where are you?
Like I'm going to tell you that.
I'm on the way there. To Burnt Ridge.
I'll see you soon. Fuck you.
Fuck me, eh?
Fuck you!
Hey, hey!
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Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Argh!
Mr Panigiris, we seem to be having trouble with the airspeed indicator.
I'm going to run some checks, but I'm sure we'll be fine.
Fuck off!
Ha-ha!
So.
Who was it they say you killed?
I got a call from a guy buried underground,
begging for help - I didn't...
I didn't kill him, I just...
Just didn't get there in time.
You know, I think you're a good guy.
Yeah, well, you don't know me.
Look, you saved my life. Not everyone would do that.
That girl that you're with.
Luci, right?
She's my ex.
What?
She slipped this note into my pocket when I was unconscious
in the hospital.
I know it's her handwriting cos she...
Hold on! She...
She said they should put that in your pocket after the accident.
Yeah. Anyway, I know that it was... But she didn't.
Would you just...?
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
But she's lying, because I checked out all the CCTV footage
from the hospital and you had exactly zero visitors.
And I... That's not what she said.
Why would she lie about that?
Well, maybe instead of driving around with little old me,
you should be asking her what else she's lying to you about?
Don't you reckon?
Yeah, you're right.
Yeah. Stop the car. Now!
Sorry.
Leave your radio and your phone and get out.
We're out in Woop Woop. Are you mental?
Well, you said you didn't know how to drive a stick.
I've watched you do it. Doesn't look that hard. Come on.
You won't do this.
You won't leave me. I could die out here.
You won't leave me here.
I'm telling you! You're not that guy!
No! No! Wait! No, wait!
Nothing ever happens in Burnt Ridge.
Now there's a bomb and a bloody shoot-out.
Bad things follow bad people, Lemon.
We'll get to Luci Miller's place, track down this Elliot Stanley,
then we can all go home.
I thought someone in your position would be sitting behind a desk.
Not driving up and down the country doing mutt work, asking questions.
Job's worth doing, you do it yourself.
Is that how you got your foot in the door?
You know, to get to where you are?
You thinking about a career in major crimes, Lemon?
Oh, I don't know. I mean, I don't have the experience and...
..not many people up there look like me, right?
Oh, you work hard and keep your head down.
That's all that matters. Thanks, sir.
I really appreciate that.
Of course you do, cos it's good stuff.
Hold on a sec. I'm just going to pull over.
Nature calls.
♪ I'll take you all the way Boy, just come along
♪ Hear me when I say
♪ Hey
♪ It's murder on the dance floor
♪ But you'd better not kill the groove
♪ Hey, hey
♪ It's murder on the dance floor
♪ But you'd better not steal the moves
♪ DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
♪ I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
♪ There may be others
♪ And so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so, and so
♪ Y'all just have to... ♪
Everything go all right up there?
Not everything is your damn business, Lemon.
Hey! Hey!
Come on.
Figured you can help me find her, given it's your job and all.
Why would I get in the car with you?
I knew you wouldn't let me die. Let's go.
You all right, there? McCoy.
What is this?
Well, the bloke who called said you wanted the best available.
This is it.
Huh?
We have a long way to go.
Yeah, no. Well, Burnt Ridge is a full night's drive from here.
It's not the easiest in the dark, either.
You know, you've got to be on the lookout for roos and whatnot.
So, what's the big rush anyway?
Beware the fury of a patient man.
Righto!
This is where she lives? That's what she told me.
Come on. Get out.
Hey, you're my hostage.
You can't just stay in the car, that's not how this works.
Hostage? That's not a very nice word to use.
Can't you just say Helen? You're my Helen? Sounds weird.
Hello.
Christ!
Oh, boy.
Oh, potatoes. This is not nice.
I left him in a well.
Did he get someone to fucking crane him out or something?
Looks like someone slipped here.
What is it?
Different passports...
..with different names. Let me see.
She's a real catch, this one!
One of those lovely girls with multiple identities.
Come on, we have to go.
Hey, hurry up!
You realise that's the third dead body you've left behind you now?
It's not a good look.
You don't have to do this, OK? I could just walk away.
I'm not going to say anything.
Where's the closest airport?
Silverworth. It's about 250k from here.
It's not that big - maybe four or five flights a day.
Look, I've got people, Elliot, that miss me.
People that are going to be wondering where I am,
why I haven't called.
There's a flight in a few hours. Get in.
I'm sorry, but just do it.
Hi, sorry, do you speak, erm...? English? Yes.
Very well, madam. Of course. Great.
I need a car sent to an ashram in the hills.
It's a place called Sukute in Samrat.
Madam, that is very, very far away from here.
Yeah, I know. I was there a few years ago.
It's one of those silent retreat-type places,
so they don't have any phones there.
You're kind of my last...my last hope here.
It really is very far, madam. I can pay you whatever it takes.
Of course, madam. One second.
Under what name shall I make the booking?
Oh, sorry, I... I don't need collecting.
I actually just need your driver to do something for me.
Of course. Madam, may I ask, what is this regarding?
You know, just for the safety of my driver? You understand?
Redemption.
Redemption. Very good.
Sorry.
Roadworks, so there might be a speed camera somewhere nearby.
See, there it is.
Sneaky. Yeah. It pays to be a traffic nerd sometimes.
Crap. Try it again.
Must have knocked something out of whack when I slammed on the brakes.
No, no, no. We have to move.
OK, well, the car doesn't care how much you want to get there.
The car is just a car, and it's buggered.
Is he dead? What do you think?
Look, I'm not exactly good with dead stuff. Well, go home.
No, I'm OK, I'm OK. Throwing up at a crime scene is not a good look.
Listen, we've done all we can for now.
Just... I'll find somewhere local to stay.
Just leave it to me from here. Good. That sounds like a good idea.
Say anything... I know, I know.
Sorry, we're closed, mate.
We'll pay whatever it takes.
I need to borrow some cash from you.
We need a room for the night.
Cute couple.
Oh, we actually... Thank you.
Hmm?
Here. Have the honeymoon suite. It's nice and private.
Sorry, I didn't really know what else to do. Yeah, it's fine.
What kind of coconut starts her married life out here?
Me and my fiance, we're going to Florida.
He's always wanted to go to Disneyland.
What about you?
Well, I want to go to St Petersburg, see the Winter Palace.
What normal person has so many fake passports?
I mean, Melanie Bunton...
Geri Brown.
Mel Adams.
Victoria... Wait. Stop. Let me guess.
Halliwell? What?
No, why? Chisholm, then.
Yeah. It's the Spice Girls. Well, with all their surnames mixed up.
The Spice Girls. Do you remember them?
Oh, well, you got yourself a real treat in store there.
Is there an Emma in there?
No. That'll be the one she took, then.
She'll be using the name Emma Halliwell.
You know, I can ask the station to call the airport and check.
But if I find out where she is, you...
You have to let me go. OK?
All right. Make it quick.
Freddie, hey. Yeah.
How am I? Yeah, still... Still in Burnt Ridge.
Yeah, I just... I need you to run the name Emma Halliwell,
see if anyone with that name checked in at Silverworth Airport.
Yeah, I'll explain when I'm back.
OK, thanks. Yeah.
She's on it. Good.
Text from Ethan.
Is that your fiance?
Yeah. Well, at least I still think he is anyway.
Needy.
You know, I think I saw a Mexican place over the road.
Yeah, all right. You got anything less police-y to wear?
Oh, yeah, I have a spare shirt in the bag.
Ethan makes us carry a go bag in the car
in case we ever get stranded or something. How's that going to help?
Cos if you're stranded, where are you going to go?
Yeah, no. I never really got that one either, to be honest.
You guys thirsty? I'll take a beer.
Water, please.
Actually, knickers to that.
Can I get a martini with some of the juice from a can of olives in it?
I had it once. If that's not...
Is that weird? Dirty martini?
I don't know. I don't know, what's that? What you just described?
Oh, then, yes, then.
I'll get your drinks sorted and come back and take your food order.
You guys want sombreros?
No? Good, because we don't have any.
I don't normally drink, but being held hostage,
it didn't really feel like a water situation.
This is... I don't...
I don't know what I like. So order everything. Figure it out.
Well, you're so obsessed with finding out who you were...
..why don't you start trying to find out who you are?
By trying to decide what kind of Mexican food I prefer?
It's a start.
Hmm. You got one of these?
Metal. Good for the planet.
You know, I reckon we all do our part and, you know,
one day we'll just get it sorted, you know?
Did you say something?
I'm going to sleep now.
Thank you.
This one, this is so good.
What's this one called again?
That, my friend, is a burrito.
Fun fact alert. It means little donkey in Spanish.
Am I eating a fucking donkey?
No. Because I am not OK with eating...
What?
Evening, folks.
The nacho dip, is it any good?
Actually, I need your help.
I need you to take them cos I need to stop eating them
and they keep winking at me.
So good. Yummy.
All right.
I might need one of those. Erm, martini for me.
Well, no prizes for guessing who that is.
He wouldn't be impressed with this.
We're on Trim Team together, we're on a journey.
Why? Cos I need to be thinner.
If you say so.
You don't have to be nice to me just cos I'm your hostage.
I thought we weren't using that word. He gave me an ultimatum.
Ethan. Come home or it's over.
He's probably right.
Should stick to what I know.
What?
It's just...
..anyone who gives you an ultimatum, it's...
I don't know, it just doesn't seem right.
See?
There is a person somewhere in there, and he's not a bad guy.
He seems all right.
Thanks.
I wonder if I've ever tried one of these.
Right, well, I'm an alcoholic.
♪ Dirty! Martini!
♪ Dirty! Dirty martini! ♪
Shit.
GROANS Shit, I'm actually quite drunk.
I need to...
I need to lie down. Me too.
♪ Dirty... Dirty Martini. ♪
It's a good song.
Mm, mm.
Tell me something.
Tell me, like, a secret.
Geez, how old are we?
I literally don't know.
I could be, like, 64 with just really, like, great skin.
OK, then. Only if you do.
I don't have any.
No. No, wait. I do.
I keep having this, like, memory.
I don't know, I keep seeing it.
Like, pieces of a...of a woman.
She's smiling at me.
I don't know.
Do you know her? Yeah.
I mean, I think so.
I think I know her really well.
And she's got, like, a suitcase.
Like she's got someplace to be or somewhere to go or something.
Go on, then, your turn.
I tried to kill myself.
Spoiler alert - I didn't succeed. Fuck!
So sorry. Bit of a downer, I know.
Yeah, I've never done anything like that. I just...
My dad was really sick.
And I just... I got so busy taking care of him.
I stopped taking care of myself.
When he died, I just felt like someone turned out all the lights.
I just... I couldn't see a way through.
I promised myself that if I ever got out of that hospital,
I'd stop betting against myself
and just really give life a try, you know?
And, Ethan, I mean, he was there for me.
I don't know, I...
Maybe that's why I stay with him,
Hey, how are you going? OK, madam. I'm here.
Someone recognised photographs, so they take me there now.
Oh, great. That's great. Thank you, Ahura, thank you.
Like you said, madam, this place practise silence at present.
So only you speak. Not the other way around. Understanding?
Shh. Yeah, I understand.
OK, I think I am here. Sir.
Madam, you are on speaker.
You talk, OK?
Hi. You won't remember me, but we met a few years ago.
I need your help with something.
I'd like to talk to you about your brother.
Sorry, I don't speak foreign.
I noticed.
Pull over.
What are you talking about? Pull over now!
All right, all right.
Mate, what's going on?
I mean, who are you even talking to anyway?
Argh!
Rogers.
Yeah, I'm calling from the Kalua Creek Police Department.
I was just finishing up my shift here,
and I think I've got eyes on that car registration
you put a call-out for.
OK. Sit tight, constable.
I don't want you taking your eyes off that vehicle.
Anyone shows up, keep your distance.
Follow, don't approach. It's a dangerous man driving that car.
Understood.
Oh. Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck. Erm, did we...?
I don't know.
Do you...? Do you not...? No!
I don't know. No.
I'm sure we...we just...
Yeah. Yeah.
Mm-hm.
Did your...? Did your friend get back to you about the airport?
Erm...
Oh, I've got it. Oh.
Oh.
No, nothing.
If... I am...
Oh, I feel like hell. I...
I want to curl up into a tiny little ball and actually die.
Well, I'm just going to go and get the car.
You can curl into a tiny little ball and actually die.
Yeah?
Just an update, the bloke's pulled into a motel,
the Dusty Moon Motel, just south of Kalugi Street.
Dusty Moon at Kalugi. Gotcha. I'm on my way.
Still here? Only cos I couldn't move without feeling sick.
That's my friend from the station.
Freddie.
Hey. No, no, it's fine.
Yeah.
That's good to know.
Yeah, I promise.
OK. Thanks.
It took a little while to get it, but it seems that Emma Halliwell
booked on a flight to Sydney from Silverworth Airport
but never got on the plane.
Where'd she go? My mate's trying to get CCTV footage from the airport.
Maybe see which way she went. What kind of car she got in.
But it could take a little while.
I don't understand. What does she want?
So what do we do now, then? We wait.
Try not to throw up.
What are you doing here? Reporting for duty, sir!
What's that for? It's a salute.
You know where the salute comes from?
Back in France, that's how the knights would greet each other.
They'd lift their visor to show their face
so they didn't accidentally kill their friends.
That's really cool. Yeah.
Except this isn't France, you're not a knight
and we're not in the fucking army.
Now, like I said yesterday, I can take this from here.
I'm not going anywhere, sir.
Yeah. Still here. Do you know the address?
Yeah, the Dusty Moon. I've got it.
Do you want me to approach?
No, just keep your distance till I get there, constable. OK.
Hey, don't you have your call, sir? 10.00am. Every day, right?
Not today. No.
Really? I thought it was more like a no exceptions...
You're dismissed. But I want to learn.
You will never be a detective. Do you hear me? It is beyond you.
You don't have the stomach for it. Now get out of my car.
Righty-o.
Rabbit.
Hole. Banana. Bread.
Erm... Bicycle.
Wheels.
Love. Death. Really?
I don't know, that's just what came to my head.
I mean, does this game even work?
Appreciate your help, constable.
I'll take it from here. OK.
Lake. Come on, watched pot never boils and all that.
Lake.
Boat.
Happiness. Burrito.
Well, it seems we have a winner.
Happiness for you is a burrito.
I don't know where that came from.
So that's what it takes to make you happy?
I mean, screw self-knowledge, just get me a burrito.
Next time you're down, think of that.
Or I can just... I'll text you.
I'll just send you an emoji of a burrito.
And from that moment on, you'll know that everything will be OK.
Oh, bollocks. Shit.
Oh, shit.
Shit, I wrote down my number plate in Luci's trailer for the cops.
You what? Well, I was your hostage. I wasn't sure if you...
Police!
Come out with your hands in the air.
Wait, wait, wait. It's not what you think!
Put the gun down and come out.
I've got your back, sir. What the fuck are you doing here?
I'm proving myself to you. I'll call for backup.
No! Seriously? He's armed. We should...
Elliot Stanley. This is Detective Inspector Lachlan Rogers.
Come out with your hands in the air.
Jesus Christ.
This isn't right, we need backup.
Listen to me. Do not call them.
Why wouldn't I do that? That is an order, Lemon!
It's Lammon! I'm radioing in.
You need to come out now, Stanley, or I'm coming in.
Wait, wait, wait! Time's up!
Hide. He doesn't know you're here. Just go.
Erm...
OK, I'm coming out. Slowly.
Put the weapon down.
Kick it away.
Where is she? Who?
The cop who owns that car?
She ran. Christ knows where.
Come in to check, if you don't believe me.
Back up.
Take your time. We can wait for the actual police to show up.
All right, I'm going to need you to help me put him in the car.
No. You're not exactly in a negotiating position here. Come on.
Leave it.
Why'd you do this?
The guy with a gun doesn't have to answer questions.
Now come on. Any time today would be good.
Close it up.
Get these on. And get in the front.
It's me.
He's here. I text you where to meet us.
Whatever it is they're paying you, I hope it's enough.
What do you want?
It's not what I want. Then who?
Kosta Panigiris.
Who's Kosta Panigiris?
I'm serious, I don't remember.
My mind is a blank fucking slate, I don't remember anything.
Well...
..maybe that's for the best.
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