I have been made to feel so welcome here.
I'm going insane!
I have to bring Lakshmi home to put her ashes in the river.
Nine foreign students
who get shipped back to India wind up dead.
You visited Javed Nazeem in a detention center,
and Martin Reed is tied up with your father's foundation,
run by your husband.
What else am I gonna discover?
You can't do this! I've got paperwork!
Please, where are you taking my wife?!
Harry wanted you to know that we worked out
where Ricky's gonna land his big sting.
- Which is his horse? - Panda Panda.
What next? Climb up there?
No, I've got a security pass. Brendan nicked it for me.
Got it.
Someone's broken in, and there's three of them!
Who, in particular, have you pissed off lately?
She was right. Lakshmi.
It's like it's on fire.
It's gonna be okay.
No!
Gently!
This should have been done three years ago.
Cover her up.
For God's sake.
♪ You may run on for a long time ♪
♪ Run on for a long time ♪
♪ You may run on for a long time ♪
♪ Tell them God Almighty's gonna cut you down ♪
♪ Go tell that long-tongue liar ♪
♪ Go tell that midnight rider ♪
♪ Tell the rambler and the gambler and the backbiter ♪
♪ Tell them God Almighty's gonna cut 'em down ♪
Don't tell me... You were having Devonshire tea
with someone you don't know, and they got shot.
Yes, a woman!
- L-Listen, Barry... - I was fucking joking!
Barry, I'm at a property
about... about 10 Ks out of Dargo.
This woman's shot herself.
She...
Can you hear me?
Barry!
Listen, I'll call you from the township.
Stop now.
Make it stop.
Stop.
I need the names of everyone you've told.
I haven't told anybody.
Careful. You might sever an artery.
Ah, Jesus!
I'll be back in a day or so,
see if any names have come to mind.
I wouldn't fall asleep.
You won't wake up.
Oh, shit.
Where do we find peace?
Is it in the embrace of a loved one?
The sticky hands of a toddler?
Or is it dabbling our feet in the cool, tranquil waters
of a mountain stream?
Peace...
What are you doing out here?
I would have thought it was obvious.
Crucifying meat.
Why aren't you inside with the others?
Someone has to man the barbecue.
There's a million dollars worth of prime rib here.
Oh, for God's sake, Phillip. It's just today.
Can you not fuck this up for my father today?
How many of them do you reckon want it rare?
'Cause I think it's all a bit late.
On Thursday we launch Gloxinia
to every medical practitioner across the country,
thus bringing to fruition all the years of toil for all of us.
I'd like to get our new CEO of Zarco, Phillip...
What's Phillip doing?
Phillip is, uh, turning quality meat into carbon, it seems.
Now, Rory is going to hand each of you one of these envelopes.
This is my thanks to you.
Shares in the company.
I want everyone here to share in Gloxinia's financial success,
so you can all go and buy your own bloody beach house.
To our supreme leader!
Bugger me, that was a long drive.
Barry?
You may want to make yourself comfortable.
I may be here for a while.
How... How did you find me?
Well, I just looked for the most improbable place
that someone who has no idea what the fuck they're doing
might end up in, and hey presto.
So where's the corpse?
It's just over there. Can you get me out of here?
Well, it's gone walkabout.
Who was it? Oh, hang on, there's more.
Hang on.
Kendra Raspovic.
She was a research scientist with Martin Reed.
I didn't get to talk to her properly.
So the man you didn't know and the woman you didn't know
working on something
that I assume you didn't know about either.
Am I gonna need a whiteboard for this?
There's... There's... There's a dugout in the hill over there.
It's all in there.
Oh, can you cut me out?
Yeah.
Actually, I'm gonna need some tin snips or something.
Don't go anywhere.
- Not funny, mate. - It is a bit.
Oh, shit, they've cleaned it all up.
You think?
Well, there was all chemical formula stuff on the walls here.
And I... I'd found her computer.
She was... She recorded herself on it.
She was, um... She was off her head, so...
Yeah, on drugs.
So, what, two research scientists,
an underground lab, six shootings,
and you didn't think to report that?
I was trying to sort it all out.
Yeah, well, excellent bloody job.
Our best guess,
Ricky Kirsch is gonna hit the Henry Strang Stakes.
He wants payback on Harry.
Have I offended Jack in some manner?
No, he's probably just been tied up or something.
He did know that Stella was preparing dinner?
Mm-hmm.
Now, we think the horse he's backing
is a Queenslander... Panda Panda.
Whisper is it's very good.
Ricky'll back it to the hilt if he can get the odds.
There are only two other real contenders
left in the race.
- Your horse, Terry. - Kumquat.
- And yours, Cheryl. - Yeah, Light Showers.
I have a horse in that race.
Yeah, um, We Can Win.
Trained her myself.
With great respect, Dougie,
your horse'd be more at home in a milking shed.
So our best guess is that he'll try and nobble your two horses.
So we double security.
No, no, we get rid of it altogether.
No, we want him to think he's got an open go.
I'm not risking my horse on that psychopath.
Not asking you to.
We switch horses in the stables the night before.
Put in some lookalikes.
We need a couple of useless nags that look like your horses,
and that's where Dougie comes in.
- No offense. - None taken.
I'll see what I can match.
And come race day, we switch your horses back.
And what happens if Panda Panda still wins?
Well, before the race, we'll just whack it up
with a good dose of something that we can protest at the end.
The only slight weakness is if we have the wrong race
and the wrong horse.
In which case, we'll all be charged
and banned for life from racing.
Has everybody got enough?
Oh, yes. Thank you, yes.
- I'll have some more. - Oh, right.
For the life of me, I...
I never thought they'd deport her.
No.
Or that Stan would chase her all the way back to China.
No.
Ah, for the want of a nail, a kingdom was lost.
You know, I've been thinking.
Come Monday week, opening time, where are we?
Forgotten men.
Yeah.
Well, since she's gone,
I find meself missing that kung pao chicken thing
that she used to make.
And I suppose I... I didn't mind her cong you bing.
Gus?
Hello, Jack.
Linda.
Oh, good, you remember my name.
He was never very good with names.
What are you doing here?
I'm chatting to Gus.
Oh, what happened to your neck?
Oh. Oh, it's just shaving...
He never gives a straight answer.
Yes. You've noticed that?
Where have you been? You didn't call.
Yeah, I'm sorry, I...
Have you seen her drawings of this cabinet?
Yeah. Just like her grandad.
I'll go measure up.
She a permanent fixture?
No, no.
You might need to tell her that.
Look, if you're here chasing more details
about the Indian students, I've hit a bit of a dead end.
I'd be careful 'cause there's somebody
who's trying to shut us up.
That's precisely why I flew nine hours to be here.
I just wanted to see you and talk about dead people.
I can give you everything I've got, if that's...
Hello, sorry, I should introduce myself properly.
Linda Hillier.
We were in a relationship for several patchy years.
I don't give a shit about any of that.
I told you that in India.
You always say stuff like that, but you never mean it.
I want you to meet someone.
Ah, Jack, ah, this is Orton.
My husband.
Hey, Jack.
Linda has told me a lot about you.
But I can see by your face not a lot you about me.
No, not a great deal.
We got married three days ago in Manila.
Ha ha!
You came to the Prince for your honeymoon?
Well, it was either here or the Bahamas.
Right. So you're actually married.
Well, we think so.
We can't be 100% sure.
It was a very moving ceremony
involving a very drunk Filipino priest.
Actually we're trying to adopt a little girl,
and it's easier if you're married, so ta-da!
I wanted to marry her.
Why did you wear the shorts, then?
It... It was a solemn occasion.
Was she always this fussy about clothing?
I don't really remember.
Why don't I gel some drinks to celebrate?
No, no, no. No, no. My shout.
I got the girl.
He's balding, you know?
Yeah.
And he's shorter than me.
He's not tall.
And yet you married him.
Yes.
We're planning on moving back here
once the adoption is sorted out,
and I wanted us all {0 be friends.
Ah.
You're very important to me, and I think you'll like him.
Tell me, is it always the one who does the dumping
that wants everyone to stay friends?
Almost exclusively.
For the record, neither of us dumped the other.
You just let me drift away.
Ah, it's good to see you two back together again.
We're not back together. She's married this bloke.
- Orton? - Yeah.
Much better choice!
Only met him 20 minutes ago, but I'll tell you,
if this place wasn't being sold up,
he'd be a strong contender for Norm's stool.
Thanks, Eric.
Had you exercised due diligence,
you would have discovered there was a sewerage pipe
running along that two centimeters
of disputed fence line, and that is why...
Bernadette, you asked me to contest its location,
and I warned you at the time...
So when the man moved the fence,
my house was flooded with my neighbor's feces.
Oh, good.
Are you even listening?
Gloxinia.
Hot drink, Dad?
Keep you warm.
This, uh, relationship you're having with this Jack Irish...
It's nothing to do with you.
Better be over.
It's none of your business.
It certainly is my business.
He's trying to drag down
everything I've worked the last 50 years to build up,
and it cannot happen.
You better decide which side of the fence
you're sitting on, girl...
I've been nothing but supportive.
I know.
That's why I cant allow this to happen.
And I won't have you destroy your mother's memory.
Oh!
How did you manage to conjure up Mum into this conversation?
Why do think I've invested every penny I own into this drug?
Why do you think I named it after your mother's...
After her favorite flower. I know, Dad.
We've been over and over and over this.
If you and your lover boy want to cause trouble,
I'm gonna hurt you.
I don't want to do it.
- It's the last thing... - How dare you?!
I will leave everything, the company,
to Phillip and the boys.
All I'm asking is that you support me
in these last few months of my life.
It's up to you.
I don't suppose it's ever occurred to you...
...that you're the reason she killed herself?
I'm sorry to do this to you.
Eric's is about the safest place I know.
He hardly gets any visitors.
It's okay.
I know he's an old whinger, but Wilbur said he'd also come by.
You shouldn't see that madwoman anymore.
She's too needy. She's like my mother.
What do you mean?
She took me out to a girly chat and a milkshake,
pretending to be all friendly.
When did she do that?
Couple of days ago.
Not the day you were taken?
I lived with my mother for 16 years.
I know what mad people sound like.
You're not gonna do a runner again, are you?
No, I want to be here.
- Very funny. - I do.
Really? Why?
Because they like me.
Yeah, well, so they bloody should.
Jack.
What the hell are you doing here?
Did you have anything to do with Gus being taken?
- Well, is she all right? - Don't avoid the question.
You sent me that text message, right?
And I know that you met with her
a couple of hours before she was kidnapped.
What would you two have to talk about?
- You. - Bullshit.
Just come inside.
Phillip and the kids will be here any second.
I had nothing to do with Gus being taken.
I spoke with her because it appears
she's your only connection to anyone human.
And because I wanted to find out
if I was barking up the wrong tree.
Why?
Because I am walking away from a 12-year marriage.
I'm not asking you to walk away from your marriage.
Right.
Have you told your husband?
I was going to.
After the launch.
- After what launch? - Gloxinia.
What is that?
It's a new antidepressant, and a very good one.
It's been drug-tested by the TGA and by half a dozen other
international independent bodies.
Does this chemical formula mean anything to you?
I'm not a scientist.
So you don't know if it's anything that Martin Reed
or Kendra Raspovic might have been working on
with the grant money from your father's company?
My father is a bloody saint.
And he will do a thousand more things in this world
than you will ever do.
Shit.
They're home.
Use the back gate.
What's going on?
I cannot work in an environment
where everyone else is happy to be miserable.
I'm sorry, but I am by nature a naturally happy person.
Listen, Kendra Raspovic, before she died,
she made these tapes of herself on computer.
Okay, they don't make tapes on computers.
Well, it doesn't matter. The computer was stolen.
The thing is, on her walls, she'd drawn these birds, right?
And when I saw Javed Nazeem at the detention center,
he'd sort of scrawled this picture of the same bird,
flying up to the clouds,
and I'm wondering if she's put something on the clouds...
- Stored on the iCloud. - Yeah.
'Cause she went to all this trouble,
so I'm assuming it's for someone specific,
whether it's Javed or Martin Reed.
She posted on the cloud.
- Okay, great. - It's encrypted.
A 22-symbol password.
But if she wanted someone to find it,
why would she make it so complicated?
I mean, what's a 22-symbol password that's not complicated?
Working with miserable people drags you down.
I reckon that's gonna be too many letters.
You're on your own, then.
You better have a life-threatening illness, Jack.
Thanks, Harry.
Isn't it past your bedtime? It's almost 6:00.
'Cause there needs to be one heck of a reason
why you didn't make it to our briefing.
Well, I was knocked unconscious,
and I was tied to a tree with a wire around my neck
in the bush outside of Dargo, and I was left to die.
Stella had made Scotch eggs.
And we needed you to cast a no-nonsense legal eye
over our plans for Caulfield tomorrow.
Yeah?
We may be charting difficult legal terrain.
If we drug Ricky Kirsch's horse, and fix the books
so that he loses a fortune,
are we roughly within the framework of the law?
No.
No, that's pretty much the definition of breaking the law.
But borderline, do you think, given that he's scum
and that we're doing it for the sake of racing?
You would be so far outside of the law
that you would need your special binoculars to see it.
Well, I'll take that, uh, as unofficial advice.
Well, it's official.
Just think about what it is you're doing, mate.
You worry about being there.
I mean, if you'd bothered to come to the meeting
instead of sunbathing under a tree,
you would know that we have a foolproof plan!
Dougie.
Kumquat is a gray filly.
Light Showers has white patches all over its hindquarter.
Now, in what universe did you even think
these horses resemble them?
Sorry, Cam. My mind's not on the job.
Been experiencing a few issues on the home front.
That, what, cause color-blindness?
Now they look alike. Come on.
Gretel's sniping at me 24/7.
How I continually let her down, how I don't clean after myself,
how I'm a disappointment in the sack.
You know, but she's not flash in that capacity either, Cam,
I can tell you, not with her knees.
Our 25th wedding anniversary,
I give her a 2,800-watt vacuum cleaner.
She takes one look at it and walks out on me.
There you go. This way.
- I'd even gift wrapped it! - Shh! Shh, shh, shh.
- Turn my torch off? - No! leave it on.
Right, come on. Right here.
You do Light Showers, and I'll do this one.
The thing has excellent suction.
Come on, Dougie.
And where is the vermin spit?
He should have shown up in his high heels by now.
Well, maybe he couldn't find a matching handbag.
Maybe he's not gonna show up.
Pity to waste all this criminal activity.
Oh, he'll show.
Panda Panda's odds are 10 to 1.
Ricky Kirsch could be looking for something
much better than that.
Where you going?
What'd you just do?
Underwrite them.
Razor'll up the ante, and the others will follow suit.
Yeah, but if Kirsch's horse wins,
you're gonna lose a fortune.
Then we lodge a protest.
They'll test her and find out that Panda Panda's been doped.
We've thought of everything,
which you would know if you'd attended the meeting.
What if the protest isn't upheld?
Cynthia's a steward.
And if the worst happens,
Dougie's agreed to take the fall.
S-So Dougie's actually the one doping the horse?
Dougie? No. He's way too unreliable.
We got that mate of yours.
What mate?
Jack fucking Irish.
Is it done?
- All sorted. - You got him to do it?
Had a little bit of white on it, you said.
Yeah, well, you saw the photos. On... On the legs.
- Not on its forehead? - Oh, dear.
What number did it have?
- Number? - Oh, God.
Harry, you'd better have a word to Razor.
He's got Panda Panda at 30 to 1.
Stop him! Jesus!
Oh, God, there's Ricky.
I should never have come back to racing.
I was happy.
Going to gardening shows and playing golf.
They're leading them out of the yard now
for the running of the fourth.
It's the inaugural Harry Strang Stakes.
- Tell me. - He put 400K on it.
At 30 to 1, average, you're gonna be up...
Yeah, I can do arithmetic, Cam.
God, Stella's gonna kill me.
And the great man himself is with us today.
! wonder if Harry's got any tips for us.
- Good on ya, Harry! - Good on ya, Harry!
I've bet on Panda Panda. What about you, Harry?
Think I preferred you in the ruby number, Ricky.
Ahh, just a bit of fun, Harry.
Something you wouldn't know anything about.
Not when you're around.
Well, just settle back and enjoy the race, boys.
And they're set.
And racing in the 1,200-meter Harry Strang Stakes,
as Panda Panda began well.
Kumquat was into stride quickly,
and Light Showers is up there in the early stages.
Light Showers and Kumquat looked good
when we took them off the floats this morning.
They were there last night.
They were in bed, tucked up, miles away.
Don't know which horses you drugged, but it wasn't them.
Go, Panda!
- Go, Kumquat! - Go, Kumquat!
Hit the thing!
Go, We Can Win!
We Can Win's come from nowhere!
Blazing down the outside.
- I have a horse. - What a performance!
A horse that actually won!
Oh, yes!
Fill me up with helium and fly me to the moon!
Ricky Kirsch.
Please follow this gentleman back to the steward's room.
Police would like a word with you.
I'm smiling now, Ricky.
So, what horse did you actually dope?
That one probably.
What are you so happy about, anyway?
Neither horse won.
Well, I went down a few hundred.
Much better than millions.
And we finally buried Ricky Kirsch.
No, racing's the real winner here today.
Yeah, well, I didn't back racing.
I put 200 on horses you said were a shoo-in.
Well, that's racing.
Stéphane Grappelli's always seen as the father of jazz violin.
But for me, it's an Italian bloke... Joe Venuti.
She's not interested in dead violinists, Wilbur.
God strike me.
Hey, I'm educating the girl in the finer points of jazz, Eric.
Opa used to play a lot of classical stuff.
Yeah, yeah, I mean, Charlie would have done, love.
Yeah, he... he would have done
because, uh, well, you know he was a German, you know?
I mean, they lost the war, so they used to listen
to a lot of miserable music, you know?
Whereas we won the war and our music was, uh...
Well, it was less grim.
Hey, he's half deaf,
and the half that isn't has got no musical taste.
Hello, mate. Jack, come in, mate.
Sit yourself down. Just in time to hear our Gracie.
Gracie Fields, love.
Well, we should probably get going, actually.
I want to listen.
♪ Till you find the bluebird of happiness ♪
♪ You will find ♪
♪ Greater peace of mind ♪
Beautiful words.
♪ Knowing there's a bluebird of happiness 7
- ♪ And when you do... ♪ - ♪ ...ppiness... ppiness... ♪
- Ah, it's stuck, Eric. - ♪ You will find... ♪
Eric, it's stuck.
- What? - It's stuck.
- Oh. Oh, poor Gracie. - ♪ ...ppiness... ppiness... ♪
Don't worry, I've got another version here by Jimmy Durante.
Ah, come on, come on.
How many letters in "the bluebird of happiness"?
22.
Okay, so I've done that,
so how do I know if I'm in this cloud thing?
Well, it says so.
Why? Do you think they're lying?
You were much more fun in your pirate costume, you know?
Okay, so if I type in this password.
The blue...
That's not it.
Mm-hmm. Without intervals and no caps.
Bluebird of happiness.
Oh, bugger me.
Right.
My name is Kendra Raspovic.
Six years ago I was a research scientist
working under Martin Reed on a research fellowship
funded by the Next Horizon Foundation,
in conjunction with Zarco Pharmaceuticals.
What?
There's three and a half hours of this.
Can... Can I save this somehow?
Oh, right, okay.
And then how... How do I watch it off that?
Yes, you plug it into either nostril
and hold your breath for an hour.
Should work.
Oh, so you can be funny in your normal clothes.
Okay, you are gonna download this
and when watch it on your telly.
- On the telly? - Yeah, plug it in the back.
Zarco paid a CRO, Delatech,
a fortune to conduct illegal human trials.
Zarco then paid some fly-by-night college
to supply willing Indian students
here on temporary visas.
Now, you must believe me,
it was never anybody's intention
to hurt these students.
We started seeing side effects.
The drug was too powerful.
It caused unbearable pain and swelling in the cerebellum,
bleeding, and ultimately death.
We are responsible for the deaths of at least 10 people,
and I can't live with that.
The truth must come out.
Il have now taken the same drug that killed them,
and I will record the results un...
Until am no longer physically able.
I would like to think my life
amounted to something worthwhile.
Must be hard for you to move on.
I was born here, Linda.
Yeah, eight feet above where you're sitting.
Yeah, that's how far I've traveled in my life...
A few steps.
- And the odd drive to Seymour. - Oh.
I just never wanted to be anywhere else.
What, you didn't want to see the world?
Oh, no, no, I've seen enough on TV
to know to stick well clear of that.
You know, I met my Vera at the bar here,
and I proposed to her on those very steps.
We had our reception in the pool room there,
and she left to live with my cousin through that door there.
There's just so many happy memories.
So time for a change.
Well, you know, I know some people thrive on change,
but it just makes me nervous.
And when Cherry Blossom came into my life
I thought, "Good. I'm happy."
No more change until I die."
I mean, I don't even drive to Seymour anymore.
Although that's where my cousin lived.
Oh, of course.
We've spent the last 40 years arguing about this,
and we still haven't come up with a final list.
Well, give me your candidates.
- God. Stan! - What?
I'm gonna shout this man a beer.
Don't believe it.
My last days here, and Eric's gonna shout someone a beer.
Hey, listen, can I borrow your press pass?
Mm! Oh, hi, Jack.
Um, great. Yourself?
I know who's behind it all. Zarco Pharmaceuticals.
They've got a big launch,
and I'm gonna need a press pass to get in.
Well, mine has my name and my photo on it.
- Come with me. - No, Jack.
I told you, I've finished with all of that.
- Really? - You're on your own.
Okay, I'll find another way to get in.
Where do we find peace?
Is it in the embrace of a loved one?
The sticky hands of a toddler?
Or is it dabbling our feet in the cool, tranquil waters
of a mountain stream?
...happy in the knowledge that says we are...
It's going well.
...that our breath feels easy and the rhythms of the world...
Let's just get through this, shall we?
What do you think I'm doing?
Ah, yeah, Dr. Benjamin Greaves.
You're already here.
I'm his guest.
There are no plus ones.
Except for me. Ah, Linda Hillier.
He's my photographer.
Idiot. Forgot his press pass again.
Where's his camera?
Oh, uh, you'd be surprised
what papers are reduced to these days.
- There you go. - Thanks.
Do they want publicity or not? 'Cause I'm happy to leave.
- All right. - Thank you.
...premier arthritis treatment in the country
now gives you Gloxinia...
Thanks.
...the serotonin re uptake inhibitor
that lets people reclaim their happiness.
How the hell did you sneak in?
- Linda! - Hello.
Nice to see you two back together again.
He's been an idiot without you.
I didn't think you came to these things.
I go to all of them.
Bowel, uterus, spleen, you name it.
Food's much better here than anything I get at home.
Hey, um, just by the way, over there's the kitchen.
I reckon the curry puffs'll be next.
Oh, that's the one Gus was talking about.
Typical.
Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome the new CEO of Zarco,
Phillip Quinn.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Firstly let me say
I am not responsible for this new wonder drug.
It was spearheaded by my father-in-law,
Thornton Finch,
in his long years at the head of this company.
Jack, you're a bloody fool.
What are you doing here?
Onh, I just had something that I needed you to see.
Unless of course you've seen it before.
...antidepressant on the market.
We've studied 3,000 patients
with severe clinical depression,
refractive to the two leading
time-honored depression medications.
The results...
I can explain everything, but not here.
There are three profound reasons...
Here. Take this, will you?
Oh, excuse me, I was wondering if you knew
when the curry puffs were coming out,
"cause Dr. Greaves said that he thought they were next"
and all we got were these gyozas.
I don't...
Take that. Excuse me, miss.
You're not gonna... Oh.
What about you? Would you mind...
...12 separate clinical trials,
with an overall disparity between trials
of less than 2%...
Oh, shit.
Okay.
He came with a woman.
Pick her up too.
Jack...
Excuse me, I need to get to the champagne at all costs.
I'm sorry... Dr. Samabuta Mawanjama.
Yes, my father is part Zulu.
Um, can you...
Righto, there she is.
Come with me.
No, I don't think I will.
Unless you want me to cause a giant scene.
It's up to you.
I tried to warn you.
It's Kendra's last words.
It's a complete record and confession.
You must think we are terrible people.
Yeah, I'm warming to that idea.
None of us knew that the drug would do what it did,
but we are here today because of those early trials.
- And you knew. - She does now.
Does it matter how it got here?
This drug will improve the lives of millions of people.
Yeah, well, I'm only interested in 10 Indian students.
Then you're a fool.
What is it?
I'll do it.
Oh, for Christ's sake, Rory!
I am truly sorry.
They'll trace you to this.
It's just your standard overdose of scopolamine.
Devil's breath.
You'll slip into a coma and never return.
Let's see what he's got.
What the...
Ole! I Ole!
Whoo-hoo!
Okay! Back to work!
Mr. Finch, you'd better take a look at this.
Zarco.
Delatech.
Thornton Finch.
Immigration.
They knew what they were doing.
They sent them all back home to die, horribly.
Turn it off. Turn it off!
No, no, no.
Let it run. Let it run.
Who are these men?
He never said where he was going?
- They've taken him. - Yeah, they're denying that.
Of course they bloody do. Have you spoken to her?
No, she's nowhere to be seen, but she can't go far.
You said she and Jack were lovers.
You've seen the footage. They're murderers.
They've killed at least 10 people and now Jack.
Hang on, hang on, we don't know any of that yet, right?
And Jack has an extraordinary ability
of coming back from the dead.
I swear, it was like he's Jesus Christ
in an earlier life or something.
Ah...
Linda, look...
I'm sorry, okay?
I'm worried too. I've got men combing the state.
Plus he can't be dead.
I couldn't be that lucky.
Here you go.
I think we should go and come back?
I can't leave her.
You go.
No. I'll stay with you.
We can sleep in Jack's bed.
I don't have too many lines in the sand,
but I think you've just found one.
I'll get some blankets.
♪ We are the boys from old Fitzroy ♪
♪ We wear the colors maroon and blue ♪
♪ We will always fight for victory ♪
♪ We will always see it through ♪
♪ Win or lose ♪
♪ We do or die... ♪
Oh! So sorry. So sorry.
Reception.
Yeah, this is Jack Irish.
I'm just... just wondering when I checked in here.
It's...
It's... It's perfect.
Her grandfather was the best cabinetmaker in Melbourne.
You're forgetting me.
Hi.
Here, let me do it for you.
What happened?
Uh, I have no idea.
Well, it's front-page news.
Zarco, Delatech, Meritus Institute.
They're all in deep shit.
I've got an interview with the minister of immigration.
Maybe when you get to immigration,
you might do something for Stan.
Later. Just go to sleep.
Sadly, not with you.
No.
I found that parcel of yours.
Why'd you never ask me if I'd got it?
I presumed you did, but you were just over me.
Things might have been very different.
Although, you know, Orton would never had let it go.
He would have hounded me.
Still, nice to know there was a moment
you would have tripped over that last hurdle.
All too late.
Well, you've got your own family now.
Oh, no, Gus is not staying.
So you keep saying.
Well, I suppose I should thank you.
I used a sedative.
Switched the needles.
Well, I meant for the hotel room,
but, yeah, thanks for not killing me.
Forgive me if I don't return the thanks.
They were just good people
trying to do something worthwhile, Jack.
Yeah, so was Eddie Chin and those students.
Phillip wanted me to give you something.
Lakshmi's ashes.
He said it was her body
that finally helped them get the drug right.
Whatever that means now.
Thanks.
Cherry.
Cherry!
- Oh, it's so good to see you! - You too!
Look at you. Handsome!
And who are all these people, my love?
My family. They all got visas.
They have come to live with us.
Ohh!
Oh, that's... I'll get that.
- All of them? - Yes!
That's great.
Hey. Hey, hey, no.
No! Y-You can't sit there, mate.
You can't...
Cor struth!
Yeah, just straight through.
Oh, God.
This is all because you wanted pies.
God.
What?
It... It's a perfectly good join.
You're just never happy.
♪ So be like I ♪
♪ Hold your head up high 7 ♪
♪ Till you find a bluebird of happiness ♪