♪♪ -Oh, hey.

How's it goin'?

-Okay.

-Hey, are you interested in buying some original artwork?

Um, I'm just up at the art college, but I'm selling my paintings to fund my travels.

This one here's 100 bucks, but it's gonna be so much more when I'm famous, so... -You know what makes art jump up in value?

It's when the artist dies.

So if I was, like, to, uh, buy this... and then kill you, well, this would be worth a fortune.

-I guess, but -- -Or would it?

Because, uh, did you really paint this, or is this some ordered-online, mass-produced piece of garbage you're passing off as your own?

-Nah, I painted this.

I definitely -- That's an original Brett.

-You know, I'm a very busy woman, and I don't have time for this, Brett.

You're a con man.

-Yeah, well, you're a shoddy...customer.

You can keep that if you want.

Don't put... Not in the bin!

♪♪ -So... What do you got for me?

-I was going to ask you the same thing.

-Hey, it's not for you.

-Okay.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Ranges Resort out west.

The co-owner and head chef got locked in the walk-in freezer overnight.

-A Popsicle by morning.

So you don't think it was an accident?

-As we like to say around here, "Yeah, nah."

-Oh, Aussies say that too.

Mostly footballers.

-Tony Danovich.

Hard-working.

He took great pride in the resort.

He was a loving husband... only for his life to be cut short by a faulty freezer.

♪♪ The freezer was ancient.

It had a busted door handle, so it could only be opened from the outside.

In fact, they had a health and safety inspection a month earlier.

They were ordered to replace it.

-But they didn't replace it.

-Not soon enough.

They used this bucket to prop open the door when they had to go into the freezer.

-Not that night?

-Or someone kicked it out of the way after he walked in.

-Well, that's a very scary few hours before the hypothermia kicks in.

-Well, he had sleeping pills in his system, so maybe he just dropped off.

-Wait a minute.

Who takes a sleeping pill and then walks into freezers with a dangerous self-locking door?

-Well, he actually went to bed after he put his slow-cooked beef in the oven to cook overnight.

Then his stepson noticed the oven was at the wrong temperature and the meat was munted.

-"Munted"?

-Yeah, it's Kiwi speak for "ruined."

-Munted.

-So the stepson had to wake up Tony to start the whole beef thing from scratch.

-Looks like he cut his finger.

-Well, I guess that's what happens when you chop up vegetables when you're half asleep.

-So why would you not fix a freezer handle when you've been told it's an accident waiting to happen?

-Or maybe a murder?

-Okay, who found the body?

-Tony's wife, Petra, early the following morning.

-[ Sobbing ] [ Gasping ] -Okay.

-What, I don't have to convince you?

Offer to pay for two nights?

-Well, I assume that's a given.

I mean, two nights by myself in the middle of nowhere?

Yeah, I'm in.

Oh, breakfast included, please.

♪♪ -Oh, I'm definitely coming too.

You need someone to try out all the facials and massages and cocktails.

-It is not a holiday!

And anyway, how did an experienced chef manage to cut his finger making a dish he's made a million times before, sleeping pill or not?

-You could probably make sourdough in your sleep.

-Yeah, if I ever got any.

-You still having trouble sleeping?

Well, they've got a pillow menu.

This is gonna be so good for you.

-And if he was already preparing the replacement beef, why go back in the freezer?

-Do you think someone pushed him?

-I think something doesn't add up.

-So when are we leaving?

-No, I need someone to stay here and feed the cat.

-Well, you know that that person isn't me, right?

♪♪ -Your package includes breakfast, which is served in Davina's from 7:00 a.m. -Oh, I love a good hotel breakfast.

-Who's Davina?

-My mother.

She was a chef here during the '60s and '70s.

Most of the dishes on the menu are still hers.

-It's been recommended that I try the slow-cooked beef.

-Apparently it's to die for.

-That one was my husband's specialty.

It was his recipe.

-Oh, I did read in the paper that you lost him recently.

I'm so sorry.

-I'll get your room keys.

-Are all these you?

-They are.

-Wow.

-This way.

-Oh.

-How cool to grow up in a hotel.

♪♪ -My grandmother.

She bought the land as a young woman.

This place is all her vision.

-Oh, is one of these men your husband?

-Both of them, as a matter of fact.

This is Tony -- We were married in 2007 -- and my first husband, Ivan Sr. ♪♪ -Buried two husbands.

That's jolly bad luck.

-Oh, is this me?

-Nah.

Bags I.

Thank you.

-Thank you.

This way.

♪♪ -Oh, very nice.

♪♪ Hey, we're sharing a balcony.

Cool, so we can have some cocktails out here.

Hey, does your room have a bath?

Alexa?

Hm.

Mine's way nicer.

♪♪ -Hello?

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Hm.

♪♪ Don't mind if I do.

♪♪ Oh, my... -This area's off limits to guests.

-Yeah, well, that makes sense.

-Yeah, but you thought you'd come and have a nose anyway, did ya?

See where my stepdad died?

It's pretty ghoulish.

-Oh, I'm not a dark tourist.

I'm an ex-cop.

Old habits.

Alexa.

-As you can see, everything's in order now.

We replaced the door handle, plead guilty to the WorkSafe charge, paid the fine, and now we're just trying to get on with grieving in peace.

-I hope it hasn't affected your business too badly.

-It has.

-Take a hint, Alexa.

Let it go.

[ Chuckles ] -I'd appreciate that.

-Still, some people really do love this place, don't they?

I mean, I was looking at the guestbook earlier, and one guy's been back here several times in the last six months -- a Barton Warwock?

-Yeah, sorry, I don't know much about that.

-Mum does front of house, and I do the wellness with my wife, and now the cooking.

-Well, you can never have too much garlic.

[ Giggles ] -Shrimp cocktail.

This is great.

It's so retro.

-Hey, I need you to look up a name for me.

Barton Warwock.

-Wait, who is he?

-Six entries in the guestbook, all of them excellent stays -- most recently, the day before Tony died.

I'd love to know why he kept coming back.

-Maybe it's the apricot chicken.

-[ Chuckles ] -[ Cell phone rings ] ♪♪ Yes?

-Hope you picked up a snazzy suit for me.

-Yeah, 1,200 bucks of snazz.

-Sweet.

I'm gonna need it first thing tomorrow.

-No, hang on.

I'm out of town.

-My hearing's been moved forward.

-Oh, bloody marvelous!

-Sooner it's done, sooner I'm out of here.

-I actually do have one question.

-Yep.

-What does that say?

-Shallots.

Sorry, I know that's a bit hard to read.

-Did a doctor write this?

-No, Petra.

She and Tony figured it was a nice, old-fashioned touch, and they think old-fashioned is a good thing.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-Oh.

Alexa, this is Sophie -- waitress, masseuse, and yoga instructor.

-Hi, Sophie.

-Hey, listen, I've -- I've gotta go back to town.

-Why?

-Because Reuben locked the keys and the cat in the house.

-Oh, no.

Disaster.

Yeah, so, uh...

I'll be back in the morning.

-Um...

I'll have the shrimp cocktail and the apricot chicken.

Thank you.

-Mm-hmm!

♪♪ -That woman from Corrections took your beautiful navy suit.

And she better get it back to you on time.

I had to put up with an obnoxious tailor for that.

-Well, I appreciate it.

-Mm.

-I've gotta look the part, show I don't belong here.

-Whereas, you and I know you totally do.

-Ooh, shots fired.

-Well, you're a con man, aren't you?

Where else do you belong?

-Excuse me, but if you bet on a horse, it comes in last, do you go to the trainer and demand your 20 bucks back?

-[ Chuckles ] -Are you gonna support my parole application?

-Listen, word to the wise -- a tiny bit of remorse for your victims might go a long way.

-Do you have to call them victims?

-Okay, those poor souls who didn't realize that investing with you was like betting on a horse that can't possibly win.

-Are you gonna support my application or not?

-I'm still thinking' about it.

Later.

[ Ruru calling ] [ Insects chirping ] [ Ruru calling ] ♪♪ [ Gasps ] [ Cell phone rings ] - So, anything on Warwock?

-Um... Yeah.

-Madison?

Are you all right?

-Yeah, yeah, I-I'm fine.

Okay, this is gonna sound weird, but there's someone outside calling for more pork.

-Oh, no, that's our native owl, the ruru, also known as the morepork.

I can't think why.

Anyway, what about Warwock?

-Yeah, okay, um, American businessman, owns properties all over the place.

I'm sending you through his number right now.

-Great.

I'll call him in the morning.

-[ Sighs ] -I love that place.

-Yeah, I figured, since you've been there so often in the last few months.

-Sometimes you just get a feeling.

I walked in there, looked around.

I don't mess around.

I-I said, "Dude, this joint reminds me of Montana.

Gotta have it."

-Have it?

You mean -- You mean buy it?

-Yeah.

-Well, I-I didn't know it was for sale.

- Well, no, it wasn't.

[ Chuckles ] But I don't mess around.

I don't have the time.

I made them an offer they couldn't refuse.

- So who were you dealing with regarding the sale?

- [ Chuckles ] No, no, no, no.

I-I don't go near agents.

Hate agents.

You know, I was -- I was married to one.

Parasites, all of them.

-Well, I really meant who were you dealing with at the resort itself?

-Oh, uh, Tony, yeah.

You know, he's a great guy.

I had a handshake deal with him, but it turns out that a handshake deal with a dead man isn't worth very much.

-So when Tony died, the whole deal fell through?

-Uh, yeah.

I should've had some paperwork.

Didn't have any paperwork.

I hate paperwork.

Hate agents, hate paperwork, hate -- hate 'em all.

-Well, who told you that the sale was off?

-His wife.

Petra.

I-I don't blame her for wanting to hold on to the place.

But, uh... you know, I thought I was doing her favor.

That place is full of her ghosts.

And another one now?

-Did Tony's stepson have anything to say about the sale?

-No, I-I didn't -- didn't go near him much.

Uh, what did you say your name was?

-Alexa.

Independent customer satisfaction research.

-The weirdest customer survey I've ever done.

[ Laughs ] -Well, I like to be thorough.

-Listen, um, I don't want you to take this wrong, but, um... ...would you like to have dinner?

-You're in LA.

-Yes, I am, but we can work that out.

You know, sometimes you get a... you get a... feeling, you know?

♪♪ [ Cell phone vibrates ] -[ Scoffs ] Gotta be kidding me.

-Not good news?

-I came back for an appointment, which I've just learned has been canceled again.

-And I thought you came back to meet with me.

-So, American property developer -- he's almost at the picking paint colors for the refurb stage... -But?

-...when Tony dies and the whole deal is called off.

-How did I miss that?

-Oh, Barton's not a paper-trail kind of guy.

-Did Ivan know about the sale?

-Well, I dunno, 'cause if he did... -He might have murdered Tony to stop it.

-Gold star to you, detective.

♪♪ -Morning, sunshine!

-No, no, no.

I didn't sleep well at all, so this... -At a wellness resort?

That doesn't sound right.

Well, luckily, I'm on my way right now to a relaxation massage.

-Wait, with Sophie?

Ivan's wife?

-Yes, and the whole point of a massage is to relax and drift away.

-I need you to find out if Sophie or Ivan knew that Tony was selling this place.

-After my massage.

-During's good too.

-[ Sighs ] -How's that pressure?

-Mm, it's brilliant.

So has this place really been in the same family since forever?

-Yeah.

Ivan's great-grandmother had it built.

-Then I guess you and Ivan are kind of obliged to carry it on.

-No, I wouldn't say obliged.

We love it here.

So does our daughter, Evie.

-Oh, so you wouldn't sell it?

-We wouldn't, no.

But there was talk a few months ago.

Tony was keen to offload the place.

-Really?

-Yeah.

We have very different ideas.

Or had.

Ivan and I are really into health and well-being.

Petra and Tony are old-school.

Maybe Tony had enough of the tension.

-It's a big call, deciding to sell the place when it's been in the family for so long.

-Yeah, I tried to stay out of it.

And luckily Petra was in the UK visiting her cousin Stan when that all happened.

She hates conflict.

-My favorite kind of person.

-Yeah.

In the end, Ivan knew that fighting the decision would upset his mum, so we did a radical acceptance session, and that was that.

-A what session?

-It's dialectic behavior technique.

So once you accept your reality, you can move on in peace.

♪♪ -Mm.

Cool.

♪♪ [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ -Excellent.

Well, you're all set for the day.

Thanks very much for coming.

[ Grunts ] -Well, it was really good.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-So glad you guys decided not to sell this place.

-Sorry?

-I heard there was a buyer sniffing around.

-Who told you that?

-Barton Warwock, the, uh, sniffer himself.

-Mum decided not to sell.

Yeah, Sophie and I are committed.

We want to honor the family legacy.

-Cool.

-Don't forget your mat.

♪♪ -So Tony was the only one pushing for the sale.

-According to Sophie, yeah, but, Alexa, I was kind of hoping to have this bath by myself, if you don't mind.

-Well, I wasn't gonna jump in there with you.

No, I don't mind.

But did you confirm Petra's UK trip?

-Yes, Petra went to the UK and, yeah, she has a cousin Stan there, but she wasn't visiting him.

According to his Insta, he was at a gay pride event in New York.

-Why would Petra lie about that?

-Maybe she was having a fling with someone in the UK, or maybe she and Tony were splitting up.

-I want you to find out everything about that trip, like what she spent her money on, where she visited -- all that.

-Okay.

Can I finish my relaxing bubble bath first?

-All right.

No need to shout.

-[ Laughs ] What a piece of work.

I can't even... -Oh, morning.

Oh!

I could kill an espresso.

Everything all right?

-Might be fun for you to treat my family's tragedy as a murder-mystery weekend, but it's not fun for anyone else.

-Petra, that's not what I'm doing at all.

-I'm grieving.

Ivan, Sophie, Evie -- we all are.

We all wish we'd fixed that bloody freezer door, and you asking questions, casting aspersions -- it's not helping.

-This is not a joke to me.

Yes, I'm retired, but sometimes I help the police fill in missing details.

-There aren't any missing details.

-No one told us that Tony was about to sell to a developer.

-Because it wasn't relevant.

-Didn't cause tension in the family?

-Oh, we have our disagreements, just like every other family in the world.

-Why did you pull the sale after Tony died?

-I don't know if you've ever lost anyone close, but it turns everything upside down.

And some days, it's hard enough just to put one foot in front of the other, let alone do anything else.

-I know.

You know, the worst coffee I ever had was in London.

Flat white in a soup bowl.

Did you enjoy your time in London?

-Will I charge that to your room, or would you like to pay now?

-Oh, room will be fine.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Ruru calling ] [ Door opens ] -It's back again.

-What is?

-The ghost that I saw last night.

-What?

-I went to the window, and there was a ghost in the garden.

-Oh, oh, we believe in ghosts now, do we?

-No.

Usually no.

[ Ruru calling ] ♪♪ -Oh.

-What are you doing?

-I've always wanted to meet a ghost.

♪♪ ♪♪ Hello.

-Ah!

[ Gasping ] Oh.

What are you doing here?

-I was gonna ask you the same thing.

♪♪ Madison thought you were a ghost.

-[ Chuckling ] Oh.

Sometimes I feel like one.

I have trouble sleeping.

Sometimes I go outside, wander... listen to the night.

-I have insomnia too.

-Hm.

-It started when my husband died, and it just never really went away.

-I'm sorry.

-Sometimes I think it's out of guilt.

-Why?

-Because I'm alive, and he's not.

Could that be what yours is about?

-Oh, might have made it worse.

It's hard to reconcile the fact that I was wandering around outside while he lay dying, but...

...I haven't really slept properly for a year or two.

That's why we were in separate rooms.

-Oh, girl, you gotta take something for that.

-I used to... but pills just don't work.

That's why I went to London -- the sleep clinic there.

-Well, that's a long way to go for a sleep clinic.

-It's a very good one.

-Well, not good enough, clearly.

-Clearly.

-[ Humming ] -Don't eat the nuts!

-Why are you like this?

-They cost 12 bucks!

She says that she was in the UK getting treated at a sleep clinic.

-But she told her family she was visiting her cousin.

It's still a weird lie, though.

-Yeah, and get this... her bathroom cupboard is filled with sleeping pills.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Ugh, noobs.

♪♪ [ Computer chiming ] ♪♪ -Where will I find the beach towels?

-Um, there's a cabinet in the pool area, according to the compendium.

-Hm.

-Have a nice day.

-Oh, one more thing.

Do you allow dogs here?

-Dogs?

-Yeah, my little Noah would love it here.

-Uh, yeah.

Why not bring him next time?

-Okay, great.

Thank you.

-No problem.

♪♪ Yes.

[ Computer chiming ] -What the hell are you doing?

-Ah.

Um... Is it -- Is it cool if I check my Facebook on here?

-No, it's really not.

Hey, bubs, can you just go and wait by the car?

-You know what?

My laptop ran out of juice, and I'm just addicted to social media, so I thought, when I was walking past, you know, I could... -Why don't you go and get your mate and get out of here right now?

We'll email you your invoice.

♪♪ -I thought you were supposed to be good at this sort of thing.

-Look, he's a very quiet walker.

I didn't hear him coming.

-Bye, Petra.

Thanks for everything.

Oh, actually.

Almost forgot.

♪♪ [ Car alarm beeps ] -What did you write in the guestbook?

-Uh, "spectacular views, staff a little unfriendly."

Oh, hello.

[ Car doors close ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Oh, hey, Reuben.

Come in.

-Hey, how's it going?

-Always better for seeing you.

Do you want a drink or something?

-Ah, no thanks.

I'm just passing through.

Oh, hey, I brought your bread bag back.

-Oh, thank you so much.

-You were supposed to pick it up yesterday.

-I know, sorry.

Ran out of time.

-Why didn't you just leave it here?

-When?

-When you were here looking after the cat.

-Sorry?

-Ah, no, no, she's confused.

I said Mrs. Tuebin was looking after the cat, not Reuben.

-Uh, no, you said Reuben.

Who's Mrs. Tuebin?

-Anyhoo, um, thank you so much for this.

And I will drop off fresh bread to you on Friday.

-Cool, and if you want someone to look after your cat, then I'm up for it.

-Noted.

-In case Mrs. Tuebin isn't available.

-So?

-Who the hell is Mrs. Tuebin?

-You don't know her.

-Are you gaslighting me?

-Forget Mrs. Tuebin.

She's not very interesting.

Now, what did you find?

-All right, I went through all the browser history from the resort computer.

Check out this Google search.

"How many sleeping pills will cause an overdose?"

-Oh, rookie mistake.

-The search was made at 3:00 a.m. -And who do we know who's usually wandering around at 3:00 a.m.?

-Mrs. Tuebin.

-Petra.

-There's also another frequently visited site, a big diagnostic clinic in London, plus an invoice.

-Wow, that's an expensive sleep clinic.

-No, it's not a sleep clinic.

It specializes in genetic conditions.

So do you think that maybe Tony was sick and someone helped him... on his way?

-Maybe.

I'll check it out.

-[ Cellphone chimes ] -Oh, who's that?

-It's Harry.

-Sure it's not Mrs. Barry?

Yeah, I see you.

-This arrived at the station this morning, express post.

-"Dear Tony, this is to say we can't go on like this.

Clearly, we see things a little diff-- Ah... Oh.

Oh, my.

-The bit about, "We'd be better off if... -"...if you weren't here."

What?

-Check the date.

-Oh, this is the day before Tony died.

Well, I know this handwriting.

This is Petra's.

-What a happy family.

-So if Petra wrote this... -And somebody else found it... -Then who dobbed her in?

♪♪ [ Cellphone ringing ] Yeah?

-Hey, I have the disease you're looking for.

Nup, that did not sound right.

-Oh, yeah?

Give it to me.

-Wait, that didn't sound right either.

-This lab -- their major project right now is a clinical trial into fatal familial insomnia.

-Sounds like a made-up disease.

-Well, it's a terminal illness that runs in families, and it does exactly what it sounds like -- keeps you awake until eventually you lose the ability to function, and you die.

-Bloody hell.

-I know.

It's horrible, right?

-Thanks for that.

[ Sighs ] [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ Hello?

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Door opens ] Hello, madam.

-Hello.

-Are you kidding me?

No.

No, no, no.

You're not -- You're not welcome here at all.

-Ivan.

Ivan, shush.

-I'm not gonna be here long.

Petra, could I have a quick word with you in private?

-How did you find out?

-Your visits to the London clinic.

-My family don't know.

I'd like to keep it that way.

-Well, that's very stoic.

But don't you think you could do with their support?

-I'm part of a new trial -- a drug that might slow symptoms.

All my life, I've heard stories about the women in my family and how they all went mad in their old age.

-You're not old.

-But I'm going mad.

I get mood swings, I forget things, I'm angry all the time, and sometimes I feel like... making it stop.

I don't want Evie remembering me the way I remember my grandmother.

-Petra... did you kill your husband?

-He was so set on selling, and I didn't want to leave.

Ivan doesn't know I'm unwell.

Could I have some time to talk to him before you... -Yeah, sure.

Only I don't do arrests.

Hey, can I have one of those?

Oh, thanks.

♪♪ -Is this some kind of therapy?

-You know, I was doing some, uh, research into fatal familial insomnia.

It is not a good time.

-Oh, just a masterpiece.

-Ah, yes!

Voilà.

-Oh.

"Dear Tony, this is to say that we can't go on like this.

Clearly, we see things a little differently."

Did Petra write this?

She did, supposedly on the day before Tony died.

-This is definitely her fancy handwriting.

-Oh, yeah, she wrote it, all right.

But that comes from the top page of her writing pad.

-So?

-So it wasn't written before he died.

That was written yesterday.

♪♪ ♪♪ So all the prep was done and the meat was thawing.

Why'd you get back in that freezer, my friend?

♪♪ [ Cellphone ringing ] -Alexa.

-Hey, there was a mop by the bucket.

Did anyone check to see if the mop was wet?

-I don't know.

What's the significance?

People have mops in their kitchens.

-Tony had a cut on his finger.

It looked fresh and deep.

Where was the blood?

-I didn't see any.

-Oh, funny that.

Okay.

I've gotta go, okay?

-Wait here, please.

-[ Sighs ] 18 months ago, when I heard that Will had been arrested again, I, um...decided to move from Australia to be closer, so that he would have someone who cared about him.

And I do.

I care about all of the rotten decisions he's made, and there's been a few.

And I want to be here to help him make better choices, because he's my brother, and I love him.

I just want to be here for him in a way that I couldn't be when we were younger.

If you granted him parole here today, I give you my word that I will make it my job to make sure that he does not re-offend.

-I note that your father has convictions for similar offenses.

-Yes, our father was by no means a good role model, but at the end of the day, that's just a reason and not an excuse, so... -Anything you'd like to add?

-Oh, Alexa's right.

Um... [ Clears throat ] I have no excuses.

No one's to blame for me being in here except me.

Greedy... stupid... entitled -- I was all of those before I got arrested, and I've hurt people who didn't deserve it.

I've gotta live with that.

But I-I know that if -- if you give me the chance, I-I can start contributing to the world instead of taking from it.

-We'll deliberate, and a decision will be made in the next few days.

-Thanks, sis.

I think it was better without the flash suit, thank you.

-Well, you still owe me 1,200 bucks.

-Yeah, I'm good for it.

-'Course you are.

Do you mean everything you said there?

-What kind of a question is that?

Of course.

-How are you gonna make it up to the people you ripped off?

-I don't know.

I'll think of something.

-You've had more than a year to think of something.

-Did you mean what you said?

-Yes!

-It was gold.

-The bit that I am focused on right now is the idea of you not ever offending again.

-Well, that's cool!

I won't.

-Okay, 'cause I've heard that before.

-Well, maybe I'm a slow learner.

-Or maybe you're a liar.

-Oh, come on.

Take it easy.

I'm only doing what I gotta do.

You don't know what it's like living in a cell where the previous tenant left messages on the wall written his own body fluid.

Think about that.

-Wait, say that again.

-Which bit?

-The thing about the wall.

-The message on the wall in his own body fluid.

What are you doing?

♪♪ -I interviewed Petra.

Took her confession.

-How quickly can you source me some luminol spray?

There's a theory I want to test.

-You don't think Petra's telling the truth.

-Oh, I just think maybe Tony told us himself.

♪♪ -Once a statement to the parole board has been retracted, it can't be reinstated.

Do you understand that?

-Yes, I understand.

I wish to retract my statement.

-You'd like that struck from the record?

-Yes, thanks.

Hey, this is confidential, right?

-Yes, of course it is.

Absolutely.

-Thanks very much.

Sophie!

-Hi.

Not sure you're welcome back here.

-Oh, pish, I won't be here long.

I've just come to take another look at that freezer.

♪♪ -What now?

-Hello, Ivan.

-I don't want you here.

Mum's sick, and now she's... she's saying that she deliberately killed Tony.

-And how do you feel about that?

-What kind of question is... We were getting on with our lives.

We were just a normal family dealing with a -- with a tragedy until you show up.

-There's no such thing as a normal family, Ivan.

You know, I'm sorry that your mother is suffering.

I'm sorry she's sick, and I'm sorry that she's given up on life.

-Eh?

-Yeah, she's gonna spend the rest of it behind bars.

She volunteered that.

-Oh, come -- hardly.

You harassed her, you stuck your nose in.

-She doesn't have much time left.

Which is quite convenient, isn't it?

You know, terminally ill woman guilty of murder.

And it was murder.

He was all about the sale of this place... where you grew up, and where you wanted to raise Evie.

You didn't know that Tony was pushing the sale to fund your mother's treatment.

You thought he was doing it to be greedy.

So after Tony set the oven that night for his signature dish, a dish he'd made a thousand times before, you stuffed it up.

So you went and told Tony about the disaster, that he'd have to start again.

You offered to help and made him a drink full of your mum's crushed-up sleeping pills, just in case you needed him to be a bit groggy.

Then when he went into the freezer to get the replacement beef, all you had to do was push the door shut behind him.

♪♪ -Ivan!

Ivan, get the door!

Ivan?

Ivan!

[ Banging on door ] Ivan!

Ivan!

-But you'd already got the beef out, hadn't you?

-Cool story.

-When Petra saw that the truth was gonna come out, she tried to save you.

She incriminated herself, but it's not that easy, is it?

In fact, it gave her away.

She was prepared to go to prison for you, and you were gonna let her.

-What happened to Tony... was an accident.

-Oh, Petra didn't seem to think so.

-My mum is sick.

Her brain isn't working.

-She knew exactly what happened to Tony.

You know how she knew?

Tony told her.

-Hey!

-Tony had a cut on his finger, and that was really baffling because, even though the cut was fresh, there was no blood anywhere.

And then I realized he did it himself, in here, probably on one of these meat hooks.

And he did it to tell us who the murderer was.

♪♪ -That could mean anything.

-Well, Petra didn't think so.

-That's why she tried to clean it up before she called the police.

-I thought that he was after her money.

I didn't know that... ♪♪ -Is it cold in here... or it just me?

♪♪ Oh, Harry.

Good to see you.

♪♪ -Hey.

Stay in the sun!

-Your daughter-in-law is a very capable young woman.

-She'll be alone.

-She's got Evie.

And this place has a history of very strong women at the helm.

You know they say that we only get given what we can handle, but... -Sometimes it'd be nice not to have to be strong.

♪♪ ♪♪ -They turned down my parole.

-I heard.

-The judge must have a heart of flint.

-Yeah.

Or she can spot a crap artist.

-Did you really miss me?

When we were kids?

-Every day.

-Me too.

-Well, you know what?

Now you've got heaps more free time to, like, read those nice messages on your wall... [ Chuckles ] ...think about how to be a better man.

-Where there's a will.

You must be feeling pretty insulted, though.

-Why?

-30 years a cop, and they didn't listen to you.

-Well, maybe they did a little bit.

♪♪ -Alexa?

♪♪ -I'm in the bath.

-Phone call for you.

It's Mrs. Tuebin.

She says it's really important.

Oh, sorry, Mrs, T. Alexa doesn't want to speak until you actually exist.

-That's adorable.

You may leave now.

-Oh, actually, I did want to know... sun-dried tomatoes or fresh on the pizza?

Actually, once a fresh tomato is in the oven, does that make it an oven-dried tomato?

And what is the difference between sun-dried and not?

-Added sugar and olive oil.

Do you mind?

-Nope.

I don't mind at all.

♪♪ [ Door closes ] ♪♪ -♪ Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Mmmmm ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Ohh ♪