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Hey. Hey.
Aw, having a little sleep.
Oh, look what I got.
You want to wait here and I'll grab the bags and that?
Yeah. You gonna be right here? Yeah.
Oh. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'll open the door there.
Thanks.
You right there? Yeah.
There you are. There you are. There you are.
Alright. Belt? Yeah.
Just go slow, hey? Yep.
You want me to grab him? Yeah, please. I'm still a bit sore.
Hello, Mother Duck. How are you?
Congratulations.
There. Oh, look at you.
Look at him. A boy, eh?
Yeah, a boy. Baby!
Oh, he's gorgeous!
Little fair one. Little Casper the Ghost.
He's right. Don't worry. We'll chuck him in the sun.
That's right, brown him up. What's his name?
We haven't given him a name yet. Oh, little poor thing.
Little no name. So precious.
You must be precious.
I mean, after losing the first one, you poor thing.
Sorry. It's OK. It's OK.
Come on, let's go inside.
You need anything, you just let us know, eh?
Yeah. Yeah, anything at all.
No worries. Thank you.
Come here, you. What?
What'd you do that for? I said sorry.
Look at him all asleep and peaceful.
Hey. Hey.
Look here.
What's your name, mate? What's your name?
Are you a Michael? Jordan?
A Gary? He's just perfect.
Eh?
You'll tell us.
Eh? My little man, you'll tell us.
I'll get him.
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Shh...
See ya. See ya.
Shh...
Here you are. Your own bed. Shh...
Come on. Come on.
Come on, stop.
Come on. Come on.
Sleep.
No, you can't be hungry.
I'm so sorry.
Hey?
Hey. Hey.
Hey, you're supposed to sleep.
Shh... Shh... Shh...
Hm?
It's OK.
You OK? Are you hungry?
Lots of warnings, lots of management...
Janine!
Janine. Hey, you're right, you're right. Shh...
Where's your mum, eh? Where's she gone? Where's she gone?
Shh... Shh...
Ah, shit.
Alright, shoosh now.
Alright. Good boy.
There you are.
There you are, there you are, there you are.
What the hell's going on?
Doing my nails. Is that OK?
I don't know. Ask your son. What's that supposed to mean?
Jesus Christ, Janine, he's bawling his eyes out and you're...
I don't know what you're doing.
You're painting your nails or something.
Is that what you think I've been doing all day?
Hello! I walk in and the TV's on...
That kid's been driving me mad all day.
All week he hasn't stopped crying. I've tried everything, Justin.
Rock him, bathe him, controlled crying. Everything.
He just cries and cries.
He's a baby, Janine. They cry. It's their job.
Is it my job to have spew in my hair?
Not have a shower, not wear clean clothes?
Sleep, no sleep, stitches where they shouldn't be.
Can't piss, can't shit.
What would you know? Oh, you're his mother, Janine.
And you're his father! And I'm doing my bit!
And what bit is that?
Working, providing. For you, for him, for this house.
I think I'm more than doing my bit.
Bragging to your mates at work about your new baby son,
having a lunch break, fresh air, conversations.
I haven't slept in God knows how long.
Shh, shh, shh.
I'm going to footy training.
Fuck.
Good evening, mate. Can I see your licence, please?
Uh, yeah.
Just been down watching the water down at Lapa.
Just had to get out of the house for a while.
Look, I had a couple, I'm not over the limit.
I just needed to clear my head. New baby and all.
Can you open the boot, please?
Put me on the bag. I don't reckon I'm over.
I just had a couple.
Can you please come with us?
It's nothing like the commercials.
You know, when the baby's all cooing and cuddly? Quiet, happy babies.
Happy mothers, happy babies. Wheesh!
If they show the out-takes, the baby's screaming, mother's stressing,
spew in the hair, no sex, no nothing.
They say, 'Oh, aren't they cute'? Yeah, when they're asleep.
You know what?
It's no wonder people tip over the edge and hurt their kids.
Don't get me wrong, I love my son.
But if there was some way or some drug
to keep them in the cute and cuddly commercial mood,
we'd be laughin', yeah?
Where's your footy gear?
Footy gear? I haven't got any footy gear.
Your wife says you went footy training.
My wife? You been speaking to my wife?
What the hell?
Oi, what's this?
What's going on?
My name's Detective Harrison...
Will somebody please tell me what's going on?
I need you to calm down. I'm calm, I'm calm!
Alright, I'll take you up to the house. Come on.
Take me up to the house? It's my fuckin' house!
Justin!
What? I'm sorry.
What happened? Where's baby?
Huh? I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to. Didn't mean to what?
He was just...
Janine... where's baby?
Huh?
Where's my son?
Justin, I'm sorry, but your son's missing.
How?
That's something we're trying to find out.
Where is he, eh?
Where is he? What happened? What?
Where is he, Janine? I didn't do anything.
Justin, please don't do this... Just tell me, where is he?
What happened, huh? He was crying.
God, he wouldn't stop crying. Yeah?
I needed a... I needed a break.
I put him in his cot...
just to get him out of my head.
And I laid down... for a moment.
Just... I just needed a moment.
I must have gone to sleep 'cause...
I woke up...
He was gone.
I'm so sorry.
Come here, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Guys, we need to go over your statement, if that's alright.
What?
Janine, I know this is hard but the next few hours are critical.
So what happened in the hours before your son went missing?
I don't know. I...
I came home from work and Janine...
Janine was a little bit stressed out.
You know, a new baby, adjusting and that.
And he was crying and I gave her some advice
and then one thing led to another and we got into a bit of an argument.
I wouldn't say argument.
It was more of a disagreement. And then I...
I just went out to clear my head, you know, just to have...
Yeah, clear my head.
So what happened when Justin left? Well, I just...
I just told you what happened. Yeah, I know.
We need to go over it one more time.
We're going to do everything we can to help... help find your baby.
After Justin had left, I watched some telly.
He was...
And what were you watching?
Well, I don't know. I can't remember.
I was staring at it, not really taking it in.
Do you remember what time that was at all?
You were watching the news, perhaps? I don't remember.
So, um, Justin, you went out to clear your head.
I just had a couple of beers, to take the edge off.
What'd you do after that? Nothing. You mob brought me here.
And can you tell me what you meant when you said
to the officers in the car that you could sympathise with people
who hurt their children? What?
During the drive over here,
you said that you could sympathise with people who hurt their children.
Baby, I was... I didn't mean anything by it.
I-I just meant kids drive you mad sometimes, push your buttons.
Push you to the limit.
You'd be a liar if you said the thought hadn't crossed your mind
to shut them up.
It was just words, just blah-blah.
I'd never do that to my kid or any kid.
Just need you to sign this release form too.
Can we have a moment?
I'm sorry.
Just for the smell? Sorry, but it's evidence.
Can I take anything? At the moment, no.
Not until we're done.
You OK?
You remember anything at all, even if you think it's insignificant,
please give us a call.
Janine. Come on, my girl. Let's go inside.
Sure I can't get you anything? Nah, it's alright, Mum.
There's some chops there. Take me ten minutes.
Ah, you're vegetarian, eh, bub?
How about I get you some toast or maybe some salad?
No, it's OK.
And Janine eats chops.
Come inside, Janine. It's freezing.
How can you sleep? It's 3am.
We should be out looking for our son.
Look for him where? He's not a cat, Janine.
It's not like we can go knocking on people's doors.
'Have you seen our baby? He's cute and cuddly and cries a lot?'
Someone took him.
I'm not stupid. What?
Footy training. Oh, I just needed a break.
And me, what, I don't need a break?
I try but I can't feed him, Janine. That's you. You're his mother.
Jesus Christ, Janine, I can't be everything to you.
If you need help, ring your mother. Talk to my mum.
You know I can't ring my mother. Shh.
Don't shoosh me.
And ask your mother for help? Please!
She'd throw it back in my face.
Ask one of the aunties. They all think I'm useless.
Only reason they talk to me is 'cause I'm with you.
Oh, don't be stupid. Can't you see it?
Every time they look at us I can see the disappointment in their eyes.
You married a white girl.
Your mother probably thinks I did something to him.
Oh, what a load of shit, Janine. You don't know that.
Do you think I did something to our son?
Where'd the bottle of wine come from?
I got it.
When? This afternoon.
You left the house? Yeah, I did.
Why didn't you tell the police?
Jesus, Janine. I wanted a walk.
To see people and have an adult conversation.
I'm home all day.
All day with the baby and when you come home...
you're the first adult I get to talk to.
I just wanted to share a glass of wine with my husband.
A peace offering.
What were the cops going to think
if I told them I needed a drink while breastfeeding? I'm a drunk.
An irresponsible parent. Well, you tell me.
Should I have told them I needed a drink?
Have you heard anything? Nah.
No call or nothing? Nothing.
You gotta call 'em. They don't tell you nothing otherwise.
Youse gotta eat, you know. Yeah, I know. I'm just not hungry.
Think you might need a shower, my girl.
Oh, shit. I think you need to express.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
It's OK. You're right.
Just jump in the shower and give them a bit of a squeeze.
I'm OK, alright?
Leave her. She's alright.
We've just come to get a few things. I'm sorry, but you can't come in.
Oh, it's just a couple of things. Come on.
I'm sorry, sir. Morning.
What, now I can't even go into my own house?
Sorry. Well, I need a few things.
What's so wrong with that? Janine, it's a crime scene.
It's not a crime scene. It's my house.
And I've... I've come to my house so I can get my breast pump
and stop leaking milk all over the place.
Hey, it's OK. It's not OK!
Just keep it down. Don't tell me to keep it down.
What are you looking at, Emily?
What?
Janine, steady.
Go splash around in someone else's misery.
Janine. Don't you 'Janine' me.
Don't you... what are you... what are you doing?
Tell me what you're doing. Have you... have you found him?
Where is he? I-I know what's going on.
I know what you're thinking. I know what you're all thinking.
You think I killed my son.
You all think I...
I killed my baby.
Murdered m-my son and he's under the floorboards.
The baby I'm leaking milk for.
This the one?
That the breast pump?
My new best friend.
You wanna say hello?
Hello.
They wanna have a yarn.
I was coping.
I've heard all the horror stories about babies crying all night,
weeks on end.
You know, only thing that shuts 'em up is feed 'em, feed 'em.
He had his moments but apart from that, he was a pretty good baby.
Gees, mate, babies cry. It's their job.
They know how to push your buttons. You got kids?
He loved his son. And... Loves.
You mean loves his son.
Yeah. Loves. Loves him, yeah.
Told her I was going to footy training
because it's a lot easier than to say
you want to want to go for a couple of beers.
She would have skinned me alive.
He really was our miracle baby.
We lost our first.
And he had a name because we didn't know.
We'll never know.
And then he came along and made us complete.
Made me complete.
We had a few names. Amos was our favourite.
But then we looked it up and the name meant 'burdened one'.
We couldn't give that name to a kid.
No way. Not with our history.
No. No way did I leave the house without my baby.
Well, who would say that?
W-Who? Who would say something like that?
Who would do something like that? I'm... I'm his mother.
They told you anything? Nah.
No call, nothing? Nothing at all.
Too fuckin' useless, they are. Norm!
What? They are.
How you holding up, Janine?
It's every parent's worst nightmare - a missing child.
Redfern police are searching for a baby boy
who disappeared from this house 24 hours ago.
However, few other details are available at this stage.
Residents in the neighbourhood have rallied around the boy's family,
offering cards of sympathy, candles and toys in support.
They think he's dead.
We hope and pray this has a happy ending.
And to you mums and dads out there,
please, please, hug your children
and tell them that you love them because you never know.
You just never know. Parasites.
I cut my finger.
The other morning, remember, I cut my finger.
Hi. Can we have a word?
The investigation's hit a bit of a brick wall
so we need to change tack slightly.
What's that s'posed to mean?
We need to put a human face to the story.
We need you both to make a public appeal.
What, go on TV? Yeah.
Yeah, no worries. We'll do it.
Who's going to clean my house? Sorry?
My house. Look at it.
Who's going to clean it? You going to clean it?
Don't worry about the house. We've gotta do this.
No. What?
No.
What do you mean, no? I mean no.
Don't you want to find him? What a stupid thing to ask.
Well, what's the problem, then?
How can you find him if you're not out looking for him?
They're looking for him. No, they're not.
They're here, talking to me and you about going on TV.
Going on TV is going to help find him.
No.
And I'd like you to leave now. Janine...
Thank you. ..we need to do everything we can.
Please, just go. Leave us alone.
Alright, but if you change your mind...
What the hell was that all about? I'll tell you what it was about.
They think I killed our baby. Don't you see, Justin?
They want to put me on TV in front of the cameras and reporters,
see if I crack.
If I cry, I'm guilty, if I don't cry, I'm guilty.
That's ridiculous. You know what?
Just... just stop talking to me.
All anyone ever does is talk to me.
At me.
And I just want to be left alone,
not talk to anyone or have anyone talk to me. Is that OK?
I'll do it. What?
The public appeal. I'll do it.
But you have to help me write it.
What do you mean?
You don't have to write it. Just speak from the heart.
If I speak from the heart, it'll be something like,
'I know you all think I killed my baby...
but I didn't.
He's out there somewhere.
I know you all want me to be guilty
because it sells papers and makes a good news day.
Sorry, I'm not guilty.
I'm sorry I didn't name my son...
because a baby with no name's a hard story to sell.'
Understand that the parents are under an enormous amount of stress
and I ask you to keep your questions to a minimum and show some respect.
Our son is out there somewhere.
I ask anyone who knows anything or saw anything
to please come forward and contact the police.
Someone must have seen something.
He needs his mother. I need my son.
When he cries, he's crying for me and I can't be there for him.
When he's hungry, he hungry for me and I can't be there for him.
It breaks my heart that he's waiting for me and I can't be there for him.
If you have my son, please, please bring him home.
What kind of baby was he?
Well, he was... he was perfect. He made us complete.
Justin, what have the last few days been like?
Oh, I... I can't describe it, to tell you the truth.
It's, um...
It's been, uh, completely unbearable. Yeah.
They're the only words I can find. Completely unbearable.
Janine, we heard a rumour that you hadn't named your son yet.
Is this true? Yeah.
It's true. We hadn't given him a name yet.
I'm sorry, but isn't that a little unusual, don't you think?
Why hadn't you named him?
No, we don't think it's unusual at all.
We were waiting for him to reveal his name to us.
Find his own identity in a way.
You did good. Yeah, I don't know.
Cup of tea? There's cake.
Janine.
Janine! Sorry?
You OK? Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired.
You should go have a lie down. It's OK.
I want to get some fresh air.
Sure? Yeah.
I'm fine.
I'd love a cigarette. Norm?
What? It's only a cigarette.
There's something not right with Janine.
Yeah, that's a bit of an understatement.
I think it's a little bit more to it than that.
Look, first baby and all, I know,
but I know that Janine was having trouble with Baby.
Yeah, and?
The whole bloody neighbourhood could hear the baby crying.
Day in, day out.
Yeah, well, they should mind their own fuckin' business, then, shouldn't they?
Justin, just hear us out, would you? Oh, what?
She was struggling, so what? She's only human.
They heard you arguing. What?
Arguing.
Everyone heard you and Janine arguing, about Baby.
They're all talkin'.
You think we did something? Something to hurt our baby?
No. Huh?
We don't think you done anything, OK?
What, you think Janine did something?
We don't want to think that, but she lied to the police.
She lied to you. She said she was home all day but she wasn't.
She went out.
Up to the bottle shop. I know.
What was she doing at the bottle shop?
She told me.
Where was the baby?
What do you mean, where was the baby? Where was he?
He was with Janine.
She didn't have him with her.
I'm sorry, bub.
What sort of mother leaves her baby at home?
Where's Justin gone?
Just went for a walk.
Bub, we'd better be off too, hey?
One.
There you go, mate. Enjoy.
Hey, man.
How's... how's things?
Yeah, you know... Yeah. Any news?
Um, Dean, was, um, Janine up here the other day?
The day that, you know...
Ah, yeah, mate, yeah, she was.
She, uh, she bought a bottle of wine.
Did she have the baby with her? No, mate, she didn't.
Look, look, listen.
The coppers have already been up here, OK?
I don't know, man, but something was going on.
I mean, she was... she was pretty freaked out when she was here.
Janine.
Hey.
You right?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. You?
I'm OK.
Mum mob went, eh?
Yeah.
I, um, I went up to the bottlo.
Yeah?
Went up there and was talking to Dean.
He reckons you was there the other day, eh?
Yeah.
Yeah, I was. Why?
I don't know. You tell me.
What are you talking about, Justin?
I told you I went up there, remember?
I wanted to get a bottle of wine, make up for our fight.
Yeah, yeah, that's right.
And you didn't tell the police.
I told you why.
Not a good look. Nah, it wasn't.
And Dean reckoned, um, you didn't have Baby.
'Course I did.
I just... I didn't take him inside.
That thing's too big.
I left him in the pram outside.
Justin.
Janine said she had the baby, outside in the pram.
No, Justin, she... she didn't.
I watched her walk away. There was... there was no pram.
No baby.
Please, Justin. Please, just wait.
If you did nothing wrong, if you've got nothing to hide, why lie?
Why... why lie to the police? Why lie to me?
I backed you up and you shit on me!
What am I s'posed to believe, huh?
You said you left him in the pram outside. A lie! What?
I didn't take baby up to the shop. I didn't take him. I left him.
I-I didn't mean to. It was stupid, I know, OK?
But I finally got him to sleep. He was asleep.
And I... I just... I needed... I'm sorry.
What sort of person does that, huh?
How can I believe you? I don't believe anything you say.
Tell me, Janine? Where is he, huh?
What? What have you done to him?
How did you expect to get away with it, Janine?
This street has eyes.
There's people everywhere and it's never empty.
And you know what? No-one saw nothing.
No-one saw jack shit.
Nosy bitch Emily, who sees everything, saw fuck all!
Nothing! No-one running down the street with our kid, no-one...
No car driving off with our kid, nothing.
Who'd take our kid? Who? I don't know!
Was the back door locked? What?
The back door, Janine. Was it locked? Yeah.
Was the front door locked? Yeah.
Yeah, I mean, I think so. Yeah, it was locked.
Did you use your key to get in? Um, yeah.
Yeah, I did. Your key, Janine.
Did you use your fucking key to get in the front door?
Yeah, I did.
Well, if the back door was locked and the front door was locked,
how the fuck did anyone get in, huh?
Hey?
Ow! Justin, you're hurting me!
Was the window open? I don't know.
The window. Was it open? I don't know.
I didn't need the wine. I needed a break.
Where's our son?
From you, from him, from this fucking house.
Where's our son?
Do you know what it's like to have someone hanging off you,
demanding of you 24 hours a day,
day in, day out, night in, night out?
'Course you don't.
Nothing's changed for you.
You sleep, eat, work...
while I'm here with nothing but him screaming at me.
Janine, what'd you do to him? What'd you do?
When you come home, I want a conversation, a smile, anything.
What have you done?
And after all that, I am... I'm lazy, I'm useless.
I'm nothing... nothing like other women around the world.
Where is my son... Not fucking tribal enough for you?
Where's my son?
Oh, God. So you... you think I murdered our baby.
Killed our son in broad daylight.
What, and where did I take him, dickhead?
I-I've got no car.
So, I must have...
I must have caught the train, that's it.
Walked up the road with a dead baby and a shovel -
now I'm gonna need a shovel -
dead baby, shovel, up the street to the train
with no-one in this all-seeing fucking neighbourhood
not seeing a fucking thing.
Is that what you think?
I think you murdered our son. That's what I fuckin' think.
I think you murdered our son. My son!
He's OK.
We got a tip-off after the media appeal.
Janine...
This used to be a butcher shop.
Yeah, my dad's.
Look at you - beautiful.
Your mother was a fling, OK? And nothing!
We're sisters!
What a mover.
He's dead, Manny.
I'm telling you to stay away.
She's just not gonna do this today.
You want the truth?
Who's that? Don't ask.
You should leave now.
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