01x03 - Nasty Little Threads

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Lars! There's a f*cking croc!

Who was Lars Hansen? To you?

A friend when no-one else was.

This is all you have?

We believe a crocodile
was involved.

Where's the rest of him?

Best not to think about that.

My husband has
taken his own life,

and now my daughter and I have
to live with his decision.

And if you think that we are
going to take our eyes off a...

..sexual predator...

What you did
dishonours all cops.

Two men end up in the belly of
a croc less than a month apart?

That feel right to you?

I k*lled someone when I was 16.

What, manslaughter?
m*rder. Stone cold.

Yeah, she's here.

Brooke complained.

You set one foot in the area
again and I will arrest you.

The victim,
Lauren Freeman,

stabbed to death in a
backseat of a rusted car.

Wait.

Wait!

You're the tattooist, right?

I'm on sabbatical.

Just something small,
simple. Please?

Tiny.

And it's gonna f*ck' cost you.

Come in.

Agh. Is it almost
done? Don't talk.

Don't move.

It's just... What'd
I say about talking?

Is it alright?

She's magnificent.

I'm going to give you
some antibiotic cream.

Keep it on for 48 hours.

Uh... Can you just...
Can you sign it first?

I mean, the guys at the bar won't
believe me without a signature.

Just Amanda, or your initials
if... if that's easier.

Get out.

Maybe just a picture then.

Get the f*ck out!

$200 you said, right?

Get the f*ck out!

What's going on?

Are we good here?

You good?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.

Good.

About three months' rent here.

It's all yours, boo.

Lock up for me?

Yep. Sure.

No worries.

19-O1.

Did you know her?

No.

No, I didn't.

I'm new to town and,
well, I... heard about...

..what happened,

and, uh... just thought maybe
I should come and, uh...

Just hover over her
grave? Take some pics?

No, it's not my intention.

Please.

The soccer ball's a nice touch.

People keep swiping the sunnies.

I just keep replacing them.

What position did she play?

Centre mid.

Backbone, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, she was.

Any idea why it happened?

Nah, I'm not gonna
talk about Pharrell.

I'm sure there's been
enough talk, right?

I just want her to be
remembered for who she was...

..not for how she died.

Who WAS Lauren?

Lauren! Lauren!
Lauren! Lauren! Lauren! Lauren!

Get in here, bro!

What'd we say we were
gonna do?! k*ll them!

What DID we do?!

We k*lled them!

Whoo!

Champions!

Tigers! Tigers! Tigers! Tigers!

It seems impossible anybody
would want to hurt that girl.

No, she wasn't hurt.

She was slaughtered.

That must be, uh...
hard to live with.

No, what's hard is
not knowing why.

They couldn't find a motive?

Pharrell's never said.

All this time,
never said a word.

How f*ck' cruel is that?

Thanks. Thanks, Brooke.

Miss you, Lars.

Agh!

What?

Lookin' for something?

That's my bike.
It's in good nick.

It's hard up here.
Everything rusts in a second.

Not sure about the whole
electric thing, though.

Get the f*ck off my bike!

Oh!

You lock it up in a
workshop full of tools...

..you're asking for trouble.

You're not trying
to hijack a plane.

You're not looking for
somewhere to sleep.

You're not a junkie
scrounging for cash.

Got a thing for airports.

And enclosed spaces.

Did you find anything
interesting in that plane?

I just wanted to sit in there.

For old times' sake.

I knew Lars.

Odd choice for a claustrophobe.

Yeah, that's me - odd.

Mm.

Knew him how?

From when I was a kid.

Hell of a way to cash in your chips.
You see it coming? 'Cause I didn't.

If you're a pilot,

you crash into the side of a
mountain or into the ocean.

You don't play a game
of chicken with a croc.

Someone put him up
to it, you reckon?

That'd be quite the trick.

What's it to YOU, bike thief?

I'll tell you what...

..if you pull on that thread

and if you unravel something in
that nasty little direction...

..I'd like to know about it.

Sure.

You got a name, bike thief?

I do.

Hm.

And?

You work it out.

f*ck.

Hench, right?

Still in town then?

Yeah... I decided to take
your partner's advice.

Is that right?

I tried to look into
Amanda Pharrell's case.

It turns out she's
a ghost online.

I'm guessing...

..that's 'cause she was a
juvenile at the time, right?

Judge issued a gag order.

Why the sudden interest
in your new employer?

Well, maybe I just want to make
sure I live through the week.

Is there any history
between Amanda and Lauren?

Anything that might have
provoked her in any way?

No.

What about the psych report?

There's nothing to see here.

She was of sound mind,
she pleaded guilty.

She had a court-appointed lawyer
who she refused to cooperate with.

Nobody else was in her corner?

Nobody stood up for her?

What about her family?

They were just as
f*cked up as she was.

They didn't want any part of it.

So... everybody just gave
up on a 16-year-old kid?

She was given a sentence

that reflected the
brutality of her crime.

And she was sent to a place

where it was hoped she
would be rehabilitated.

I'm yet to see any
evidence of that.

I've gotta get to
the Park service.

Hey.

How're your grandparents?
Losing their minds.

You OK?

I'm busy.

Yeah, so am I.

I'm at a funeral,
where you should be.

Yeah, they're not
really my thing.

I'm deep diving into high
flying. It's all about numbers.

You gotta calculate the weight
of the plane, the distance,

contingencies for
holding patterns...

What the hell are you on about?

What I'm doing,
Ted, is called work.

What I'm doing is
called respect.

Well, can't you just
respect for the both of us?

Alright, if basic human decency
doesn't float your boat,

how about this?

Every single person
associated with Park Jong Min

is right here, right now,

in a stressful environment.

I bet none of them really
wanna be here either.

Which is why we need to be.

Nah!

Are you a bouncer now?

You do not need to be in there.
I've come to commune with God.

Got bored with my
usual Satanic rituals.

OK, you've had your fun.
He's not missing anymore.

Just let these people
grieve in peace.

Mate, I'm here for the
same reasons you are.

I doubt that.

And if I walked away, who
would solve your case for you?

Because, before I came along, you
had no idea what you were doing.

God, you are just so desperate
for attention, aren't you?

It's why you have to rub
it in everyone's faces.

Coming back to a town where
everyone knows your name,

knows what you did.

All that talk, does it
make you feel special?

Important?

Memorable?

Take that way and what's left?

You could have had a quiet life
somewhere else. Anywhere else.

But the fact that you
chose to come back,

that just tells me
you're here to provoke.

You've been saving all of
this for a while, haven't you?

Lugging it around. That
must have been heavy.

Feel better now?

You set one foot out of line
in there and I'll haul you out.

You go. I'll catch up
with you guys later.

You want me to stay? No.

No.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry for what?

Hm?

For f*cking my father?

Yeah, I saw you with him.

It isn't true.

Excuse me.

An affair. Who would
have thought it?

Actually, one of us did while
the other rolled his eyes.

It was $50, wasn't it?

Yeah, it was.

That's why you don't get
married. It's too risky.

Not every marriage
ends like that.

No, but most do end, don't they?

Since we're lobbing truth bombs,

you wanna tell me why you
didn't show up this afternoon?

The real reason?

Didn't you hear?

I'm the antichrist.

If I step one foot in
there, I go up in flames.

You OK?

I don't want to
talk to you. Just...

Funerals are sh*t. I hate 'em.

I know what it's like to
lose someone like that.

Have everyone tell you it
was quick and painless.

But you know that they're lying

and they're just saying that
to make you feel better.

But you don't feel better.

All you can think about is the teeth
and the pain and the thrashing...

Can you please just stop?!

Yeah. Sorry.

I thought you'd want
to know about Olivia.

You wanna talk about her?

No, I...

I don't want to talk about
her, I don't want to see her,

I don't want to think
about her ever again.

I just want my dad back,
alright? That's what I want.

Yeah, I get it.

Nobody gets it.

Yeah, you're right.

Nobody does.

And here's a freebie for you -

nobody will.

Which is both a blessing
and a terrible thing.

If you ever just wanna talk
about everything, or nothing,

I'm not hard to find, OK?

Just take it easy.

Car trouble?

Some of us have to eat.

OK, so what now?

Well...

..it all comes down
to motive, doesn't it?

OK. You ready?

Mm.

Olivia gave Park an
ultimatum to leave his wife.

He wouldn't, so she k*lled
him, dumped the car,

knew how to write 'I'm sorry'

because she's been working
with a Korean for a year.

Hard evidence.

OK. Or...

Or Yoon Sun found
out about the affair.

Same deal. Pulls a double bluff.

Hires us so that she
looks squeaky clean.

Still no evidence.

OK, wild card.

Ah Rah kills him for
cheating on her mum.

Yoon Sun hires us to
cover it up. Triple bluff.

Hm. That simple, huh?

You wanted motive, I
just gave you three.

Well, I'm not ruling
any of it out.

But, uh...

..sometimes it's just not so obvious
why a person does what they do.

Is it?

Sometimes people get so
lost in the heat of a thing

that they couldn't tell you
the why of it if they tried.

Sometimes they know...

..but they take it to the grave.

So what's your theory?

The affair's the reason
he offed himself,

over a broken heart or
a guilty conscience?

Mm, could be.

Park couldn't swim, right? So
what's he doing in the water?

Waiting for a croc?

Ah, suicide by croc - that's about
the last way you'd wanna go out.

Too unreliable.

And you were right
about Lars too.

f*cking finally!

Take a look at this.

Pilot logbook? Yeah.

The maths on Lars's
fuel, it doesn't add up.

He was buying way more than he
needed for the flights he was making.

Mm.

OK, so he took the wife and kids
island hopping on the weekends

and he ran the expenses
through the business.

Nah, Ingrid hates flying.

There's also this.

Belongs to Lars's dog.

OK.

Just look at the clip.

Thought it could be his
plane rego. It's not.

Hm.

Maybe a car rego?

Yeah, maybe.

You wanna... call in a
favour and find out for me?

And put a cop's job
on the line. For this?

Cops must do favours for
each other all the time.

Not the decent ones.

Yeah, but you can't be the
only indecent one, can you?

Nice.

I know this means
nothing to you...

..but one of the last things
Lars did before he died

was scratch those numbers down.

I think it's
important. It could be.

Maybe not.

Phone a friend.

Please.

sh*t.

Hello? Hey, Frankie!

What the hell, Ted?

Yeah, I... I know.

I've been trying to
contact you for months.

You mean, after I disappeared,
ran off without a word?

Are you alright?

Hey, uh... that's a
complicated question.

Um...

sh*t, you know,

I just needed to get the hell
out of there for a little while.

You took your phone
with you, right?

You got my missed calls
and my voicemails.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Truth is I just...

I didn't know what the
hell to say, you know?

I mean, that's a shitty excuse.

So what's changed?

Oh, well...

Now you need something.

f*ck, Ted.

Uh... Pfft. I just, um...

I thought it would be a
good reason to reconnect.

That's all it is. Huh.

What do you need?

I don't have all day.

Uh...

It's... It's just a registration,
rego check, you know?

It's, uh...

It's a big ask, but, uh...

..I got 9, 1,
Alpha, 8, X-ray, 9.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, it's not for me, it's...

I've gotta go.

Bye.

Ah, f*ck.

f*ck.

Sorry.

Gimme a whisky.

You're not her
boyfriend. Clearly.

I don't see a tatt.

So what's your deal?

My deal is I'd like a whisky.

Make it a double.

And you'll get it when you tell me
why you're hanging around Amanda.

It's a good question.

Make it neat.

Play nice.

I get it.

You're the gatekeeper.

How f*cked is church? All
those images of t*rture.

Why would anyone
want to pray to that?

Or it supposed to make
you feel better because,

whatever sh*t you've got going on,
at least you're not dying on a cross?

Yeah. Is that it?

Yeah, church is
totally f*cked, bro.

Totally. Took half
my dad's family away.

Full of dirty old men too.

The coffin was bigger
than I thought.

JayJay, come on! Shut it!

So we should have bought a kid's
coffin instead? Save a few bucks.

No, I was...

Just shut your mouth, OK?

I'm just saying, bro.
Well, just say nothing.

Alright.

Damn!

Jeez!

He's still out there in
that river somewhere.

Hey, anyone want some toast?

You are such an idiot.

I know what crocs do,

they... they take a chunk of you

and then they stuff the
rest of you under a log

so they can just
come back for more.

Don't talk like that, OK?

Don't tell me how to talk.

My dad shot that croc, Rah.

It'll never touch him again.

Ever.

Weh-hey! Now we're talking!

Oi, bro, there's still
heaps left in it.

Is that us? Let's go. We just
need to find a good wall and...

Jay, mate, this is like
watching paint dry.

Alright, peak head,
relax. Hold this.

Hey, you guys really
wanna f*ck some sh*t up?

Let's go.

Where the hell are we
going? The old Salt place.

Right G? Yes!

What's there? Secret.

A secret-secret.

An arsehole lives there.

A major arsehole.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

Oi, oi, this is it.
Alright. This is the house.

Oi, Jay! Jay! Get
out of there now!

Come on, come on, come on.

Run! Run!

sh*t.

Run. Run, run, run! Run!

Frankie?

You OK?

The number you
gave me is not a car rego.

You ran it?

Thanks.

I mean that.

I... I picked up some work as a PI,
so I just needed to eliminate...

Don't tell me what you need it
for, OK? I don't wanna know.

I've already put my
arse on the line.

Yeah.

I know.

I'm not talking about now.

Mm.

Neither am I.

They put me on desk
duties for six months

because I put my head up
over the parapet for you.

I know you did.

I'm sorry for...

You knew?

Still didn't return my calls.

I hope it all works out
for you, Ted. I really do.

Whatever the hell it is
you're doing with your life.

But don't call me again.

Eomma.

Come on!

Oh!

Uh... Appa... Appa...

Appa. Appa!

Appa!

Appa!

Yuck!

Ohh!

Mm...

Salanghae!

Yeah, I love you too, Dad.

Oh!

Yuck!

Ohh!

Mm...

Salanghae!

Yeah, I love you too, Dad.

Love you, Dad.

Boo!

Yeah. WOMAN 2: Jeez.

She was so rough.

I thought, you know, maybe she's
enjoying this, making me bleed.

She didn't wanna take my money,

so she must've been getting
something out of it.

Sick!

Maybe it turns her on.

And
check this out.

O-M-G!

Monster, right? f*ck' wild!

Total monster.

Hey! What the hell
are you doing?

Hands are wet. Slippery.

Bar work's
a pain like that.

Doesn't look good.

Bar's closed.

What?!

Bar's closed to you
and your scaly mates.

Why? Now and forever.

That's bullshit.

No way.

Agh!

Bye.

This place is a dump anyway.

Let's go. Let's
get out of here.

Rude b*tch.

Conkaffey, you night owl.

I got a new rule.

Number two.

Never ask me to call in a
favour from a cop again.

Not a rego.

Gotcha.

Not now.

The guy is dangerous.

So am I.

You've found something
that indicates homicide.

It's what we do in this family.

We hurt each other and then
we never talk about it.

What do you want? Number
of times? Positions?

My money's on Yoon Sun.

You didn't break his bloody
heart, send him on a midnight swim

and jeopardise this company.

You've found
something on your own?

Get her out of here!

Things have changed.

You want me out of town, you grow
a pair and do something about it.