A four-year-old boy has been found dead
in bushland not far from the Brisbane River.
I found a jacket, and it had blood on it
and it went missing.
Mr. Lenigas doesn't remember a jacket.
I think someone's trying to set me up.
Tell me what was in the bag that you threw in the river.
And don't lie to me.
- This isn't right! - I love you.
He's taking me to the fireworks or I won't come back at all.
You are running out of track, Ben.
- What else did he want to know? - How you got home.
It's the finish line.
- Is she on her meds? - What do you mean?
You'll figure it out.
- We could have another. - What?
Nothing.
Now he's representing Christy, so gotta find a new solicitor.
- Oh, sure. - Yeah.
Sorry, I have to go.
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
- Ignore what I said earlier. - No, it's...
...fine, really. OK.
- So see you... - Soon, yeah?
Yeah.
- Dinner. - Great.
- Hello? - Dad?
Hey, chook, are you OK?
I hate it here.
I'm sorry, sweetie.
Look, I hate it that you're there too.
It's not home, Dad. I want us to be home.
I know.
Come and get me?
I can't.
- Then I'll come over. - No, no.
Sweetie, that wouldn't work.
Just stay at Uncle Malcolm's, OK?
Look, I gotta go, but I'll call you soon, OK?
Paul!
They haven't arrested you yet?
When do you go back over?
Fly out next week. What do you want?
Unopened.
This isn't for headaches, is it?
Bipolar disorder.
How long's she been on them?
She's been taking that stuff
since I met her seven years ago.
Nicole reckons she's been taking it since she was 15.
Or not taking them.
Well, what happens when she doesn't take them?
Paranoid.
She used to accuse people of things.
Wake up in the middle of the night
thinking I was gonna kill her.
Well, I saw what you did to her living room.
One night I woke up, I had a pain in my side.
She'd stabbed me here
and here before I got the knife off her.
- Why didn't you tell the cops? - She's my wife.
Mother of my... kid.
Mr. Gundelach.
Detective Cornielle would like to have a chat.
- Mr. Gundelach. - What do you want?
How was Mr. Murnane?
What do you want?
I just want to clear something up
about the night before you found Thom's body.
You went out drinking with your friend David Carroll.
Do you often go out drinking to excess with Mr. Carroll?
- No. - What made you go?
- Why do you want to know? - Because now I want to.
- Why? - You cheated on me.
I have a right to know. Tell me who it was.
You fight about Ms Murnane?
We were fighting about a lot of things.
But it finished on the subject of Ms Murnane?
- Jess Murnane? - You said you wanted to know.
I wave to her every fucking morning, Ben!
It's ancient history. It was five years ago.
- Are you going to see her now? - No, I'm going out.
So you went out drinking with Mr. Carroll.
A few hours passed. He put you in a taxi.
- So he says. - You don't remember?
Maybe a Black & White cab.
Pulled up... here?
Paid the driver in cash.
There you go. Keep the change.
You shut the door.
The taxi reverses.
Then drove down the street that way.
And then what?
I went home.
I opened my gate.
And then I went inside to bed.
Didn't go across the street?
No.
It's funny.
Because... Iook at this.
What we can make of it,
you pulled up, paid the driver in cash, shut the door,
cab reverses.
And then...
What happened?
I must have made a mistake.
Maybe I thought I was on the other side of the road.
I really don't remember.
OK.
Got anything else you want to tell me?
Well, did you get home before me?
I couldn't have, could I?
- No. L-I don't remember. - Well, neither do I!
Ohhh.
- Uh... - What?
Um...
Yeah, I might have put something extra
in your drink that night.
- You what? You spiked... - Just liquid ecstasy.
Strictly speaking, it was GBH with a bit of molly to balance.
But you're not supposed to mix it with booze.
- But you were so stressed... - What does it do?
It was supposed to relax you.
Mate, I can't remember half of what happened!
- Well, it can do that too. - Fuckin' hell, Dave!
Well, I'm sorry, mate. I was actually trying to help.
And you didn't think you should tell me this?
- I didn't think it'd matter. - Fuck!
- But, Benno, Benno, mate... - Ohhh!
It's easy. Just show the cops this, yes?
And they're off you and onto her like flies to shit.
- That's not enough! - It is, mate.
She's a psycho and this proves it.
It's not enough! They have so much more on me than that!
You've gotta find that bloody jacket!
What are you doing?
Ben.
Put that down, please.
- What happened? - Put her down.
You should go.
You should tell me about the Teritol.
- You really should go. - Or what?
You gonna do to me what you did to Paul?
- Get out! - Where's the jacket?
What are you talking about?
It's the one that I found. The one that vanished.
You were here when I chased that guy into the bush.
Where is it?
You think...
You think I killed my boy?
Arggh!
You don't know!
You don't know! You don't know!
You don't...
He was mine too.
You think you know then?
You think you know what it's like to lose a child?
- You have no idea. - I did lose a child.
You've still got yours.
You'll pay for this.
Jess Murnane had a daughter.
She died.
Charlotte.
Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. Eight weeks old.
You knew about the Teritol?
And before that, the valproate.
And the lithium.
And do you know that she stabbed Paul Murnane?
That's the jacket that I found.
That's the one that went missing.
Had you seen this photo before?
No.
Had you been in Ms Murnane's bedroom before?
How'd you know it was in her bedroom?
How'd you find it?
She invited me in this morning.
What for?
It was on her bedside table.
And when did you find the urn and the jumpsuit?
Jess called you.
What did she say?
That you broke in without her permission.
You took a photograph without permission.
And that you struck at her.
She hit me!
She's crazy.
She lies. I think she killed Thom!
I know how it looks to you, OK?
I know you think that I did this, but I didn't.
I didn't.
I didn't know that he was my son.
I wish I had.
If I'd have known...
...I'd have loved him.
I didn't...
Why?
Why would I kill him?
We'll find that out.
Thank you for coming in to see me.
We'll return this to Ms Murnane.
Two new messages.
Ben, it's Christy. Um, give me a call.
Ben, what's wrong with your mobile?
Call me!
- Hello? - Yeah, it's me.
- Is she there? - What?
- Is Eva there? - She's not with you?
Why do you think I've been calling you, Ben? Is she there?
Well, I just got home.
I mean, she called before. She wanted to come over.
Well, you'd better look. And you'd better not be lying.
I don't know.
Eva?
Eva!
Ben.
Have you seen Eva?
I thought Christy took her to her brother's.
- Leave me alone, Ben. - Is she in here?
- Eva! Is she here? - You've lost your daughter now?
Huh?
- Feels horrible, doesn't it? - Eva!
If you've done anything to her...
- Get out! - Let me in!
Hey! What's going on?
I've called the police!
If you've hurt her, I'll kill you.
Shit!
Mr. Gundelach!
Sir!
Sir, I need to ask you a few questions.
Do what you want. Look in my house.
I'm going to find my daughter.
Hi, it's Christy Gundelach. Sorry I can't take your call.
Leave a brief message...
Yes?
It's Cornielle.
Have you found Eva?
No, I'm just checking to see where you are.
You know where I am.
- Your guys are in my street. - I have just one question.
You had sex this morning with Ms Murnane.
And?
Was it consensual?
What? What are you talking about?
Cornielle? What did she say?
Talk to me, Mr. Gundelach.
This is a very serious allegation.
I want to hear your side of the story.
My side?
Listen, I've got something on the stove.
Just give me a sec, will you?
Mr. Gundelach!
Open up! Police!
Open up!
- Where is she? - You're insane!
Where's my daughter?! Eva!
Eva!
Help! Help me!
Eva!
Help! He's in there!
Eva?
Mr. Gundelach. Get down, please.
- Where's my daughter? - Get down.
Down! Now!
Hands! Show me your hands.
Put them on your head.
What did she do with my daughter?
Where's Eva?
Hey, I didn't do it, Cornielle! Arrest her! Arrest her!
- Mind your head, Mr. Gundelach. - Arrest her! Arrest her!
Cornielle, arrest her!
Sir.
What is it?
You'd better come and have a look.
What the hell's going on?
Eva's been found safe and well.
Oh!
Where?
At her uncle's. Kids, eh?
All that panic for nothing.
Well, I want to get a solicitor.
Does Christy even know I'm here?
What the hell is going on? Are you gonna charge me or what?
The 49-year-old fisherman
was airlifted to Cairns Base Hospital,
where he remains in a serious but stable condition.
The police investigation into the murder
of four-year-old Brisbane boy Thomas Murnane
has been reignited
with the detention of the boy's mother for questioning.
The 32-year-old woman
was taken from her home by homicide detectives
and is assisting them with their inquiries.
This comes after the recent release of Benjamin Gundelach,
who had been a figure of intense speculation
after finding the boy's body in mid-December.
Lawyers for the woman insist she was not involved...
- Hey. ...and will fight any charges.
A police spokes...
What did you get?
Massaman beef, green curry and golden parcels.
Yum.
Do you want to get started on the mortgage papers?
We should eat first, yeah?
Good idea. Where's Eva?
Eva!
- Jeez, not again. - Eva!
I'll have a look.
Come on, chook.
- Hi. - Hello.
- Hot. - Yeah. Um, Dad's inside.
- Mum too. - OK.
But I'm glad to catch you.
Better get these iceblocks inside...
This won't take long.
You had us all quite worried that day you disappeared.
Told my mum I'm sorry.
Where'd you go?
The streets around Uncle Malcolm's.
I spoke to a bus driver,
and apparently a girl who looked a lot like you
caught a bus out here that afternoon.
- So? - So it wasn't you?
No.
I really gotta go.
Your father was quite desperate to find you.
He thought Ms Murnane may have harmed you.
She killed Thom.
He broke in, which was wrong, searching her house for you.
We found a jacket there.
I saw the news.
Before he went over, I was talking to him on the phone.
So?
Well, he didn't hang up the phone.
We had to scrub the audio and boost it.
It was quite faint.
Dad!
You came back.
And you put the jacket in Ms Murnane's laundry.
1:16pm, resuming interview with Eva Gundelach.
Now, Eva, I'm going to read back over
what you said before lunch
about the death of Thom Murnane.
Do you understand?
Anything I say that is incorrect,
you please stop me and tell me.
You said, "It happened the night Mum and Dad fought.
"They'd fought before, but this time was different.
"It was loud, and I went to listen.
"I heard Mum saying she wanted to leave Dad."
Just tell me who it was, Ben!
- I'm not gonna tell you! - I won't say another thing.
- You promise me you won't say? - Tell me who it was.
- It was Jess. - Jess? Jess Murnane?
You said you wanted to know.
"I couldn't let Mum and Dad break up,
"couldn't let Jess Murnane ruin our family.
"I had to make her leave the street.
"She wouldn't stay without her boy."
If Jess didn't have Thom anymore,
she'd go and leave Dad alone.
"I waited till Dad got home.
"He went to the door and he came back home.
"He came back inside and I waited for him to go to bed."
"I had a key because Tash used to babysit for Jess."
Hey, Thom!
Thom!
Wanna see something?
- It's raining. - It's OK.
You can put your gumboots on. Hurry up.
"Her jacket was just there."
Let's go.
"Then I took him up the track."
Why?
'Cause that's the way to the river.
I wanted to put him in the river.
"But we didn't get to the jetty.
"He didn't like the rain when it got heavy."
I wanna go home.
Come on. Don't you want to see the fish?
- I wanna go home! - Come on! We're almost there!
- Thom! - Mummy!
Thom!
Thom, get back here! Thom!
Mummy! Mummy!
Mummy!
"So I hit him.
"I hit him on the head with the torch."
I had to to make him quiet.
"And then I didn't know what to do.
"He was too heavy, it was too far to the river,
"so I left him there."
"Things kept going bad when I got back to our street.
"His mum was already looking for him."
Thom!
"So I went behind Mrs. Bailey's house,
"where Dad found that weird guy.
"That's where I had to leave the jacket."
Thom!
Christy!
- Ben! - Phone.
Where's the phone?
I thought Dad would still be asleep.
Must have been right behind me.
"Things kept going wrong.
"I went back for the jacket. It was gone.
"And then I found out you were looking for a torch,
"so I thought if I put Dad's torch back
"you'd leave him alone.
"On Christmas Day I heard Dad get up early.
"I followed him up to Mrs. Bailey's house
"and I found the jacket there."
That weird man must have taken it.
"All I had to do was put it back in her house."
Now, "her" meaning Ms Murnane?
But Mum, Mum made it hard.
"I just wanted us to have a normal Christmas."
But it wasn't.
"I came back with Tash, but then SHE came over."
We'd only been gone a day and she was already after Dad.
Thom was gone. We'd gone.
But SHE was still there.
"I took a bus from Uncle Malcolm's,
"I got the jacket and I waited."
Eva!
After that, I waited in my cubby.
And when I got back home, Dad wasn't there.
Dad!
You should have listened to Dad when he said he didn't do it.
Is there anything else you'd like to tell me?
I'm sorry.
None of this would have happened
if I'd just got Thom to the river.
Oh, God!
Mrs. Gundelach,
this is your copy for you to sign as guardian.
It's alright, Mum. Everything's gonna be alright.
No, it's not. It's not.
Eva Abigail Gundelach,
I'm arresting you for the murder of Thom Murnane.
No!
You'll be taken to the watch-house for charging
and arrangements will be made immediately
for you to be brought before the Children's Court.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Not sure what the magistrate will decide for Eva.
Mr. Gundelach.
Take care.