(YELLS) Help!
Argh!
Christy!
Ben! Phone! Where's the phone?!
(BOTH TALK INAUDIBLY)
Ben. You alright?
Thanks, yeah.
So, it was...
..Tom?
I'll talk to you later, OK?
Do they know what happened?
Is it true?
Dad? Is it true?
Later. There's someone here.
Mr Gundelach.
Detective Sergeant Ian Cornielle. Oh, hey.
This won't take long.
Have a seat.
You want tea?
Are you having one? No.
Well, I'd love one.
Received your notes from officers at the scene.
Quite a shock.
Yeah.
He was, uh...
God, um...
Tom lived across the road with his mum.
And he used to come here?
Yeah, yeah.
My daughter, Tash, babysat him
like, two, three afternoons a week.
Jess, Tom's mum, works part-time so it gives...
..gave her a break.
You want milk?
Black.
Babysat here?
Yeah, yeah. Here and there.
She has a key.
Couldn't sleep?
Beg your pardon?
You weren't going for a run this morning, your wife said.
Oh, no, no.
I usually only run every second day, yeah.
But no, couldn't sleep.
Why's that?
I had a few drinks last night so I wanted to run 'em off.
Dark at that time.
Well, I know the track pretty well, so...
Even after a few drinks?
Yeah.
Well, you're very lucky
you didn't break your neck when you came across him.
I don't feel particularly lucky.
Of course.
How did you know?
What?
How did you know he was dead?
It was dark, it was wet.
Felt the back of his head.
So, you moved the body?
Yeah. I tried to resuscitate him.
Was that before or after you felt the back of his head?
Before.
It's OK, sweetie.
That's my youngest daughter.
Eva!
It's OK.
Honey, this is Detective Cor...
Cornielle.
Do you know what happened?
That's what he's gonna find out.
(WOMAN SCREAMS OUTSIDE)
Jesus! Take it easy down there!
You gave it enough trouble last night!
Ah! (GROANS)
Dave!
Morning.
CHRISTY: He needs reminding of the rules.
Yeah.
And the rent.
And the pool's a mess. He's sorting himself out.
Well, he's your friend.
You should sort him out.
Why do they have to take my clothes?
I'm sure it's just normal procedure.
That poor woman.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
We've gotta say something.
Ben. I found him.
(CALLS) Jess.
Mr Gundelach. What?
Jess.
(AD ON RADIO) You'll find something for everyone,
but these prices won't last!
Only 11 days until Christmas, so get your skates on and get in quick.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO)
WOMAN: (ON RADIO) Karen Ferber with the midday news update.
A 4-year-old boy
has been found dead in bushland not far from the Brisbane River.
The body of Thomas Murnane
was discovered within walking distance of his home
by a jogger early this morning.
The boy's mother had been unaware
he'd gone missing in the early hours.
Cause of death has not been released,
but homicide detectives were on the scene.
Police appeal for anyone who may have seen the child to come forward.
You're kidding me.
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR) There he is!
Is that Ben? Mr Gundelach, this way! What are the police telling you?
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Ben! Ben, over here! What are the police telling you?!
Ben! Talk to us!
No!
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Can you believe it? Our street's, like, famous.
Don't talk to them.
(SIGHS) Can't believe Tommy's dead.
Are you OK?
MAN: (ON TV) The man has been assisting them with their enquiries
but no charges have been laid.
Look, there's our house.
The police said no immediate details of the case
can be released at this stage
until the state coroner determines the cause of death.
However, police are treating the death as suspicious.
It's boiling. Yeah, we're not made of money.
Anyone with information is to contact...
Great. I'll give them a bell right now.
Yeah, I'll call you and let you know how it goes. Bye.
Were you gonna tell me?
About the gauntlet out there?
I just got home myself.
Are the girls OK?
I don't know.
I saw Eva fiddling with her window lock.
We should talk to them.
I'd rather you looked at the locks.
We've gotta say something. What is there to say?
That there's someone out there killing kids?
Heya.
Hey!
It's like a Bikini Kill concert out there.
Angry chicks, ponces in make-up. (CHUCKLES)
Thanks for cleaning the pool, mate.
Well, I did get the hint when Christy gave me the hairy eyeball.
Mmm.
About this morning - mate...
Mm... ..we overslept.
Just try not to let the girls see it, will ya?
I'm at least pretending to raise them right.
Poor little kid, eh?
Hmm.
Whoever did that to him...
I don't know - maybe if I'd run faster,
I would've got there quicker, could've stopped it.
They'll catch the bastard.
Yeah.
You alright?
No. Thanks for asking.
OK, we'd better talk about Tom.
Do we have to? He's dead.
Tash.
I don't wanna talk about it. It's macabre what happened.
I don't wanna eat.
Listen... They don't know who did it, do they?
No. Not yet.
But whoever it is is probably a long way away by now.
Just don't go out by yourself, OK?
We ARE still gonna do the tree?
The Christmas tree and the Christmas lunch?
I don't think we should be talking about Christmas right now.
Good talk.
(MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY)
Hey.
Bed.
(MURMURS) It's OK.
What happened?
This morning?
Just like I said.
That's all?
Yeah.
What do you mean?
Nothing.
I've always said you shouldn't go running on that track.
Oh, come on!
Someone else could have found... Well, it was me!
Malcolm's fine for after Christmas.
I don't wanna talk about your brother.
He's happy to take me and the girls next week.
No, Jesus, let's just...
Let's just have one last Christmas together.
We agreed on that.
WOMAN: (ON VOICE MESSAGE) Hi. This is Jess.
BOY: (ON VOICE MESSAGE) Mum's a jam head!
(LAUGHS) And Tom.
Please leave... Mum's a bread head!
..leave a message.
(BEEP!)
Morning. Mm-hm.
No running today?
Kidding?
Shit. Sorry, mate.
Hey, listen, I'm a little behind on this house I'm painting today.
You wanna give me a hand?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'd love to, mate, but I'm in the middle of rewriting this song.
Sony's pretty interested.
(CLAMOURING AND BEEPING)
What's that about?
WOMAN: Hello, Ben.
Vanessa.
How are you going, you poor man?
What's going on?
Oh, the police won't let them take our rubbish.
They wanna go through our bins.
Let them. Really?
Well, I suppose so.
Uh, he's running late for work.
Hurry up, you two.
How do I look? Like a slut.
Eva! It's too late to get changed now.
You guys coming with me or Mum?
Mum. I'll go with you.
You can both come with me. I'll drop you off.
I can pick you guys up.
They can catch the bus.
I'm not catching the bus. Jesus.
Just ignore them.
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Mr Gundelach?
I'd like to ask you a few questions.
Of course.
Do you wanna.. Would you come with me please?
Mr Gundelach?
Sure.
Call me.
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Thank you.
How are you going, Ben?
Stuart? Yeah, I'm good.
What are you..
Uh...well, Christy called me.
I don't need a lawyer.
Well...maybe not this lawyer,
but you need a lawyer who does more than divorces or conveyancing.
Now, there's a crim-law specialist named Judland.
I'm just here to answer questions.
They want a DNA sample.
Mine?
Do you wanna give one?
I don't know.
Well...we can stall.
Was Tom..
Did someone interfere with Tom sexually?
No. Thank God. Then why?
Why...why are they...
They know I found him. I tried to resuscitate him.
Look, Stuart, am I a suspect?
OK, tell me everything that you've told them.
(CAR HORN BEEPS)
I just wish you called me sooner and I could've organised my day better.
Well, I could've caught a cab.
Yeah, and how would that have looked? Like a guy catching a cab.
Hi, Mr Bachiar.
Yeah, it's Ben Gundelach.
Yeah, look, I'm sorry, I couldn't finish painting the front room this morning, I...
I know.
Absolutely. It will be done tomorrow.
I promise.
Sorry.
I had people ready to sign an offer on Highbrook Street.
Well, I could've caught a cab.
I didn't even know if you were coming back.
Why do they keep wanting to talk to you?
They wanted a DNA sample.
No, I didn't give them one.
Why should I? I didn't do anything.
Jesus, Ben. What?
Shitheads.
(BEEPS HORN) (REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Ben. Malcolm.
I decided someone needed to look after the girls.
Tash is nearly 17, for Christ's sake.
Tash is upset.
Hey, angel.
Go away.
What's up?
Did you...
Did you reply?
Responding to that shit's like throwing blood to sharks.
I'm fucked.
You see, Tash, you must treat these cretins like the bitches they are.
You slap them down.
Is that right, Malcolm?
Little bitches? They love a good slapping.
That's not a nice word.
That's what they are, Uncle Malcolm.
And now for some gravy.
(CLICK!)
Upload that little Rembrandt.
Thanks.
Hmm.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
A year from now, you'll look back and laugh at all this.
Not all of it.
Maybe none of it.
But it will blow over.
Christy wants the girls.
When did that happen?
Night before last.
What, the night we went out?
Before you.. Found Tom.
Oh, Christ. What a week.
You can tell me stuff, you know?
I know. I'm telling you now.
Yeah.
WOMAN: (ON TV) Homicide detectives today questioned Ben Gundelach,
the man who allegedly found the body
of murdered Brisbane boy Tom Murnane.
The 4-year-old boy... CHRISTY: Turn it off.
..was a regular visitor to the Gundelach household.
Police have yet to lay charges.
(DOORBELL RINGS) Sources close to the Murnane family...
Your mother said turn it off.
Don't. Don't answer it.
..support from neighbours and members of the public.
Oh. Ben. Vanessa.
Sorry, I wasn't expecting you to be here.
I thought the girls might be hungry.
Oh.
Thanks, we've already eaten.
Oh, um... Well, it will freeze.
Hi, Vanessa. Hi, Christine.
So, um...any news from the police?
No.
Terrible business.
Thank you.
Oh, you're welcome.
Good night. Good night.
Has anyone gone to see Jess yet?
We used to look after him.
Jesus, Ben.
REPORTER: Have you hired a lawyer, Mr Gundelach?
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Jess!
Jess?
Jess. It's Ben.
REPORTER: Why doesn't she want to talk to you, Ben?
Ben! Ben! Did Mrs Murnane give you any indication...
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
And he was right there.
Just here?
Yep.
Not there?
I don't know. It all looks kinda the same in the dark.
Did you have a torch?
No.
No phone?
No.
You have fun looking through our bins?
You've called Jessica Murnane's number twice in the last two days.
Of course I have.
You've been over to visit?
I have every right to.
Of course you do.
Curious why you're not giving us a DNA sample.
You're serious, aren't you?
What the hell?
Excuse me.
You're back. I'm late for work.
We need milk.
Dad, what is going on?
Arrest me.
You think I did it? Arrest me.
How are we going over here?
I know, Mr Bachiar. I'm sorry.
Yeah. I was... Yeah.
I'll have it tomorrow and I'll start the undercoating in the bedrooms.
Yeah, tomorrow. I promise.
She is a strong girl and we're a very close street,
so we're all gonna help each other through in this difficult time.
REPORTER: (ON TV) Thank you for speaking to us.
Jeez, Dad! What? You've got nothing better to do?
(DOORBELL RINGS) Oh, these fucking vampires!
What the hell is wrong with...
Um...your Christmas tree.
Sorry.
Ooh, here.
Iceblock?
Sure.
How are you, Nelson?
You open over Christmas?
Open every day. Our hours are...
$14.50.
Thank you.
REPORTER: Mr Gundelach, over here.
Mr Gundelach, have you heard from Mrs Murnane's lawyers?
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
Ben!
Are you expecting to be arrested?
(REPORTERS CLAMOUR)
My dad didn't do it! Eva!
Why are the police questioning you, Ben?
Have you got something to hide?
Are you a suspect?
Where are you taking her?
Open your mouth.
Hey, chook.
Come on.
Our agency won't charge you to advertise your property
and we provide the signage free.
Geez, Eva! Could you make more noise?
I'm looking for something!
Eva?
I can't find the decorations.
I'll get them.
OK, absolutely.
Yep.
Because I have the recipe and I saw Jamie Oliver do it
and I think I could do it and Tasha could help if she wanted.
No.
And it wouldn't be messy.
Sounds good, sweetheart.
What do you want to cook, Mum?
Whatever you want, sweetheart.
It's boiling. I'm gonna have a swim.
Hey.
It's OK.
Here.
Ready? Alley-oop.
Nice.
I know you didn't do it.
Thanks, chook.
Here. Let's light this sucker.
Mr Bachiar.
Hi, Ben. Hi.
Sorry about the, uh...false start this week.
Things have...
Anyway, I'll be able to start on the big room tomorrow.
Ben, how much do I owe you?
Beg your pardon?
For the work you've done. How much do I owe you?
Still half the house left.
Hell of a way to negotiate a discount.
You'll finish up today.
CHRISTY: Why would they do that?
They wanted to settle before Christmas.
That's ridiculous. I'm perfectly capable of...
Saw what on the news?
He's cooperating with the police.
I know.
Look, I'll give them a call first thing.
OK. Bye.
Shit.
What happened at work?
Don't worry about it.
You need to worry more about your work right now.
I'll tee up more clients.
If you don't work, you won't be able to make the mortgage payments.
Unless you wanna list the house straightaway.
Look, I'm not selling our house.
You've gotta stop thinking about it like that.
Chris... Ben.
Do you realise how bad this all is?
Look, it'll blow over.
(SIGHS)
What are you doing?
Go back inside.
Are you friends with Ben?
What did you just leave him in his letterbox, Elaine?
Elaine, why don't you wanna talk to him?
Elaine?
What does it say, Ben?
Hey, Mrs Laidlaw. It's Ben Gundelach, the painter.
Yeah, listen, I was just calling to see
if you'd gotten around to getting your downstairs...
OK.
Hey, Mr Barker.
It's...
Oh. OK, when is he...
Hi, Mr Kovick. Ben Gundelach, the painter.
Hello?
Arsehole.
I'm doing a special this month on interior house painting.
Well, exterior too.
Well, I don't mind. I can come quote...
Yeah, but if I leave you my number maybe that way you could still...
OK.
Yep.
(SIGHS) Shit.
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello. Ben's House Painting.
MAN: (ON PHONE) Mr Gundelach. Argh!
Ian Cornielle.
What do you want?
I was just checking in to see how you are.
(YELLS) I didn't do anything!
No-one said you did.
Yeah. Fuck you!
Argh!
Fuck.
(ON VIDEO) Eat it nicely.
It's all over her face. Eat it nicely, Eva.
I'm saving this for later.
Oh, who's this?
Ah!
Whoo-hoo!
Alright. No, thank you.
Come on. No?
Uh-uh. Alright, your loss.
Argh!
(ALL LAUGH AND SCREAM)
The iceblock is fine!
It's fine! Yay!
My turn! OK, Tom-Tom.
Ready?
(ALL CHEER)
Jess.
I believe you.
Why?
I know who did it.
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