02x01 - Episode 1

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Hey! Watch out!

No, it wasn't an act of God.

It was the act of a
mad English woman.

Now just tow the bloody truck.

Jack Darby.

Joan Kirkhope.

Clinical nurse manager, retired.

Detective sergeant, retired.

Will you please come home, Mum?

Whatever you're
looking for out there,

it's not gonna bring Dad back.

I need to find out what
he was hiding from me.

Think you can run a name for me?

I see. Not a
father-daughter call.

- Come on, Lizzie.
- Detective Inspector.

- Joan, hello.
- Lovely to meet you.

This is the place
his body was found.

I'll walk down with you.

No, I'll...

..say goodbye to him on my own.

Officer down! Officer down!

Something happened that made
you leave the force, didn't it?

They fitted you up?

You never told me.

You don't need to know
about that crap, Lizzie.

Well, when you're
ready to clear ourname,

you let me know.

What are you doing here?

You should be more
careful in the future.

And you will be, won't ya?

There's some business from my
past that I need to look into.

- Okay.
- By myself. Could be dangerous.

In that case, you're
definitely not doing it alone.

- Joan!
- That's not how we do things.

We're a good team, remember?

We are indeed.

- You are.
- Am not.

It's written all over your face.

My face isn't saying anything.

Is it because you and this Anna

have some messy
romantic history?

She's not another one of
your ex-wives, is she?

Anna Bairnsdale is Sophie's mum.

She might help us find
Sophie, end of it.

Sophie, who could
clear your name.

Still doesn't explain
the expression.

Well, I'm not sure how warm
Anna's welcome's gonna be.

How 'not warm' are we thinking?

How dare you show your
face here, Jack Darby!

Okay, very not warm.

That was a deliberate miss!

Next time, you
won't be so lucky!

I know what you think, Anna,
but there's more to it.

Like what?

You k*lled my son Richie!

That's what they
wanted you to think!

Only Sophie knows
who k*lled Richie.

- Not another step.
- That's what made her a target.

Why she disappeared
after it happened.

Well, even if that's true,

why now, after all this time?

I may have provoked
someone, an old enemy.

So you think that's
who k*lled Richie?

And they need to be
exposed, held responsible!

Why should I believe
anything you say?

They're dangerous people, Anna.

Good!

I hope you get
everything coming to you.

So who exactly is
this old enemy?

Senior Sergeant Bill Carlton.

Found out I was
working with Liz,

digging into the past.

Paid me a visit at the
hospital after my accident.

White hair, Cheshire-cat smile?

How do you know that?

Oh, he bumped into
me at the hospital.

Not by chance, I now realize.

And that's exactly
why I didn't want you

to have anything
to do with this.

Why, because I
might get shot at?

Jack,

if I'm mixed up in
this, which I am now,

don't you think I
deserve the whole story?

Why did Sophie run away
all those years ago?

Sophie arranged the meeting

between Richie
and me that night.

In her statement, she denied it.

The night Richie died.

Is that when you retired?

No, that was years later.

They did want to get rid of me,

but I wasn't gonna give
them that satisfaction.

We still have to find
Sophie Bairnsdale.

Her mother lives here, so
she must visit sometimes.

Some... somebody must
know something about her.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

- Whoa! Whoa, horsey.
- What on earth...?

Whoa. Ohhh.

Ohhh.

Oh!

Are you all right?

Ta-da!

Classy dismount. Any damage?

Only to my dignity.

Come on, then. Upsy-daisy.

Come on.

- Hey! Whoa!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You live nearby, mate?

Yeah, up Ridge Road.

Oh, near the Bairnsdale place,

where Anna lives.

- Yeah, we're neighbors.
- Good-o.

Well, why don't we, uh...
give you a lift back home?

Yeah, why not?

- Come on.
- My name is Lachlan.

- I'm Joan.
- Lovely to meet you, Joan.

Oop! Careful, now.

What are we gonna
do with you, eh?

Come on.

Come on.

Home sweet home!

Come on.

Palm Valley!

This bloke belong to you?

Yeah, he does.

Where you been, son?

Propping up the bar
again by the looks.

Uncle Dougie! Come here.
Give us a hug, huh?

- Give us a kiss! Oi!
- Lach... Lach...

- Oi!
- Lachie!

Head down to the house, son.

Drink some water.

Thanks for bringing him home.

Don't suppose you saw
where his ride ended up?

Yeah, I tied him
to a post in town.

- I'll hook up the float.
- Thank you.

Leave it with me, boss.

You're too easy on him.

That's my brother, Doug.

Ever the people person.

- Ellory Malcolm.
- Jack Darby.

This is Joan.

Hi.

We're trying to locate
a neighbor of yours.

Sophie Bairnsdale?

Anna's daughter.
Might you know her?

Some sort of
detectives, are you?

Well, in a way.

Jack's a policeman.

Well, retired.

I know Anna from the saleyards,

as much as that's knowing her.

She's not really
one for small talk.

- No, we got that impression.
- Hmm.

Sorry I couldn't be more help.

Listen, um...

..maybe we could
book a site here,

if that's no problem?

That's not a problem at all.

In fact, for rescuing
Lachie, it's on the house.

Oh!

I'll even throw in a
trail ride at sunset.

- Oh!
- No need... no need for that.

Well, you get a great
view of the district.

Oh, well, we'd love to.

Eek! I haven't been
on a horse in years.

Ah! You'll be right.
Just follow my lead.

Bit hard to do when
you're in my dust!

Ha! We'll see.

It's true what they say. You
never forget how to ride.

- Pony club, was it?
- Oh, stop it!

- Speak for yourself.
- I grew up in the bush.

Learnt to ride
before I could walk.

I grew up in the New Forest.

My sister and I would race
each other any chance we could.

Not too shabby.

Absolutely stunning.

And if I'm not mistaken,

that's Anna's
property over there.

Where'd you get those?

I told you I was all-in on this.

I think Ellory

knows more about Anna
than he's saying.

You've got until
the end of the week.

I need this job!

We can't afford you,
it's simple as that.

You can't do this.

I've put my all

into getting this
stud up and running.

That's it.

We'll talk about
it later, Gemma.

Definitely something's going
on between him and Doug.

I think you're right.

Apologies.

We may not be fit for
public consumption today.

Doug just doesn't
listen to anyone.

He's had a stroke
recently, hasn't he?

I'm a nurse.

I noticed that he's
weaker on his right side.

Lachie and I came up to help.

We're trying to
future-proof the place,

but, you know, Doug,

he likes to run his own race.

It's always difficult
between siblings.

- Voice of experience?
- Oh, to be an only child.

Come on, I'll race
you to the next ridge.

Loser pays for a lobster dinner.

Yeah.

I think oysters to start.

I won by half a length.

Uh, I'm pretty sure
my horse was ahead

by a nose.

- And then lobster...
- More than half.

..all washed down with
some Australian bubbles,

Tasmanian, preferably.

Yeah, what, you're
a local now, are ya?

Too right, mate.

The weary travelers return.

Hi. I'm Penny, Doug's wife.

- Oh, hello, Penny.
- Hi.

Please, help yourselves
to refreshments.

Oh, Anzac biscuits.
Your favorite!

I thought you decided
lamingtons were my favorite.

Ah, well, you changed your mind.

Oh, flirting!

Tell me, how do you keep
your marriage so spicy?

Oh, Joan and I aren't married.

She's my chauffeur.

Just can't get her into
one of those little hats.

I hear you're staying over.

Lucky you. Doug's doing
his lamb cutlets tonight.

Oh, yum, lamb.

Yeah, yeah, well, Joan's
shouting crayfish.

- No. Uh, we'd love to.
- Ah!

Love to stay, thank you.

Luxury accommodation,

trail riding,

and gourmet home cooking.

Well, the plan is to provide
a unique experience, you know?

That's what the tourists
want these days.

Very fancy.

We're cattle farmers.

Always were, always will be.

Probably noticed, it's
Uncle Dougie's way or...

Actually, that is the only way.

Nobody asked either of
you to slink back here,

tails between your legs.

Came back to help you.

We don't need your help, mate.

Appreciate the lift.

You're a good horseman. That
was, uh... quite a stunt.

Ah, what, when I'm
not sliding off?

I'm meant to step aside to
let him run things, am I?

Mm, Penny, this
aubergine is wonderful!

Oh, it's the harissa.

My niece sends it
up from Brisbane.

You need to show
more respect, son.

I'm looking out for you.

After everything
that's happened...

- Here we go.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, here we go.

Here we go.

Waste of bloody space.

You need to ease up, Doug.

Maybe it's true
what they say, eh?

About getting the
kid you deserve.

He's a beauty.

Yeah.

Nero, Doug's stock horse.

He's temperamental.

Needs his own space,
bit like his owner.

Can't be easy if he
doesn't want your help.

Doug the only reason
you came back?

You work hard

and make sacrifices
to build something.

One lapse of judgment...

And it's all on the line.

So what happened?

I'm an ex-cop.

I was a horse trainer.

A damn good one.

I loved it.

There's nothing like it.

So was it doping or race-fixing?

There were fixing allega...
There arefixing allegations.

There's a court date pending.

As I said...

..the only reason I'm here

is to find Sophie Bairnsdale.

I wish I could help.

They're trying to
push me out, love.

No, they're not.

Ellory's just trying to take
the pressure off you, off us!

There's no shame in retiring.

I mean, we could be off
having fabulous adventures

like Jack and Joan.

What, and let the place
turn to rack and ruin?

No fear.

No, no, this horse-tourism
thing is a mistake.

It's not gonna happen.

- I'm sorry, Joan.
- Oh, no, no need to apologize.

If only you'd met him
before the stroke.

He was never like this.

Big life changes are
hard to navigate.

You sound like you've
had your fair share.

Nobody gets to our stage of
life without some battle scars.

Cheers.

Officer down!

I need an ambulance.
I need an ambulance!

Jack!

Jack.

Jack. Jack?

Jack.

What is it?

I wasn't dirty.

I never doubted that.

But I was so close to
finding out who was.

And what about Richie
Bairnsdale, how did he fit in?

Richie was a small-time crook.

Got in over his
head, wanted out.

He was willing to talk to me

in exchange for a deal.

And Sophie?

Like I said,

Sophie set up the meeting.

But no one... no one else...
was supposed to know about it.

What's that?

Some of your native animals?

Well, whatever it was,
it's quietened down now.

We will find Sophie.

We will.

Yeah.

Maybe we should stake
out Anna's place,

see what she does,
where she goes.

Stakeout person now, are you?

Yeah, I could be.

Oi!

- Settle!
- What?

Nero, settle down!

Nero!

Whoa, whoa! Whoa, hey. Hey.

Easy, easy!

Oi!

What the hell?

Whoa!

Doug!

Calm. Stay calm.

Stay there. Just stay there.

- That's a boy.
- Careful, Jack.

Good.

We're all right.

We're good.

We're good. We're good.

We're good. We're
good. Yes, we are.

We're good. We're good. Come on.

We're good. We're good.
We're good. We're good.

We're good. Come on.

We're good. We're good. Come on.

Come on.

That's a boy.

Doug.

Doug.

Doug, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

He's unconscious.

Doug. Doug!

What happened?

Nero threw him.

Threw him?

Sure he didn't just fall?

He needs an ambulance.

Ambulance, please.

Get Penny.

This is Gemma, the stud
manager from Palm Valley.

We need an ambulance
urgently to this location.

You'll be okay,
honey. You'll see.

Right as rain, I promise.

Is he gonna be okay?

He came to. It's a good sign.

He's just so stubborn.

He won't admit he can't do
what he used to be able to.

Maybe now he'll listen.

Wouldn't count on it.

We should get to the hospital.

Gemma, are you okay
to run things here?

So long as I've still got a job.

- Of course you do.
- Yeah, but Doug said...

Forget what Doug said.

Oi.

You think there's more to it?

Hey, careful, Jack.

Hello, me old mate.

Hey?

We good? Are we good?

What went on there,
eh? What went on?

What did we do to spook you?

Let's see what
happened here, hey?

What's a jigger?

A jockey holds it in their hand,

and mid race, they
prod the horse.

Oh, you mean,
effectively a taser.

Concealed under the saddle,
the weight of the rider -

Doug in this case
- would set it off.

You mean someone

was deliberately
trying to hurt him?

Question is... who?

Well, everyone had
access to the saddle.

Plenty of motives.

Gemma getting the
flick from the job.

Lachie might be wanting
to take over the business.

Or Ellory, a trainer with
a shady track record.

Doug made an enemy
we don't know about.

Where shall we start?

Oh, stop your fussing.
I'm not dying.

It's always a good sign
when the patient complains.

Still waiting for scan results,
but nothing broken, luckily.

You gave me such a scare!

It takes more than a fall
from a horse to do me in.

Thanks, Joan.

I appreciate what you
and Jack did for me.

Oh, it's nothing.

- How about a cup of tea?
- Lovely.

- And a piece of cake?
- Now you're talking.

Coming right up.

Good boy.

Penny, could I
ask you something?

Is it possible someone might
have wanted to hurt Doug?

What?!

No!

No, why... why would they?

Jack and I believe it wasn't
a straightforward accident.

What?!

The horse was primed
to throw Doug.

No.

I mean, Ellory and Doug fight,

and Lachlan,

but... we're still a family.

Someone from town, a rival?
Someone with a grudge?

Doug's a world-class
grump, but no!

No, it was an accident.

Has to be.

You think I put it there?

Well, it got pretty heated
between you two last night.

I imagine you might
want to, you know,

bring him down a peg.

- Not like that.
- Dad.

What's going on? Jack.

Hey, mate.

Just give us a moment,
Lachlan, please.

Is this about Dougie?

Son, please.

Righto. Keep me in the dark.

I don't want him
to know what I did.

It's bad enough what he thinks
about me with this court case.

So you did plant the jigger?

I snapped.

It was stupid and impulsive,
but there it is. I...

I'm not proud of myself.

So... a deliberate act.

Doug's endless griping
- I'd just had enough!

I thought you were an ex-copper.

I think he deserves
to know the truth.

Wait, let me...

..tell Doug myself

and I'll tell you what
I know about Anna.

Yeah?

She used to go to
Mount Isa a lot,

I assume to see her daughter.

So why all the secrecy?

Well, I figured

if she wanted you to know
she would have told you.

Ellory's not lying.

I found an address for
Sophie in Mount Isa.

I'll forward it to you,
but it was 10 years ago.

Since then, nothing.

No forwarding address,
no car rego, no fines.

She can't have just disappeared.

We need everything you can get
on Anna's movements, Lizzie.

Traffic cams, uh,

toll points.

Anything that might record

when she's visiting Sophie.

Okay, leave it to me now, yes?

Yeah. Cheers, Lizzie. See ya.

This time I'm really
not kidding, Dad.

- Bye, Lizzie.
- Bye!

Before you go off...

I'm not going off.

It's not me you
have to worry about.

I just don't think
you've got any idea

what you're getting
yourself into, that's all.

It's nothing.

He has a lead on
another cold case.

One that puts a
target on your back.

A big one.

You know about that?

Why do you think I'm here?

Exactly why I can't let it go.

Darby. A moment?

Did you tell him?

Is that why you're here?

He called me.

Yes, I accessed his file.

Without authorization.

And you gave it to him.

Which is why I've asked
Police Integrity to be here.

It's not right, what
happened to him.

- You think he's innocent?
- I know he is.

I understand.

I do.

He's your dad.

But things were
different in Jack's day.

The cops got close
to crims for intel.

And some just got too close.

That's not what happened.

Stalling investigations,
dropping charges,

most likely sh**ting Richie
Bairnsdale to keep him quiet.

Jack Darby's a lot of things,
but he is not a k*ller.

On that, I agree.

Based on what evidence?

Jack arranges to meet a known
criminal without any backup.

No one knows exactly
what happened

except a young policewoman ends
up dead along with Bairnsdale.

Jack was shot too.

Which might be the only
reason he's not in prison

and you're not fired.

You can go.

But, Darby...

..you hear anything,

anything, you report
back to me personally.

I know you asked for me, Mick.

I appreciate that. I do.

You don't think the personal
relationships might interfere?

There's one thing I
know about you, Miranda.

You can be trusted
to do your job.

Wherever it leads you.

Don't miss out on the raffle.

First prize is feed supplies
from Saunders and Price.

Second prize is a weekend
holiday at Palm Valley Stud.

How can we be sure she won't
point a g*n at us again?

Way too public here.

I admire your confidence.

She's listed as a
seller, so she's here.

We should split up to look for
her. Which way you wanna go?

I'll go this way.

Don't get lost.

Whoa!

Nice horse.

Buyers will need to
register at Registration.

No... Yeah. OK.

Yes, all right.

Yes.

Yeah, I can do that.

I'm selling the two yearlings.

Yeah, if you're interested,
the auction's at 11:00.

No, it's up to you.

Completely up to you.

Just tell me the truth, son.

I already have, Dad!

Look, if you did it...

You're never gonna let me
live this down, are you?

You are always gonna
think the worst of me.

Hey, Lachie. You all right?

Yeah.

Guess I'm just a waste of space.

What?

Yeah.

Yep. Mm-hm.

What time?

Yes, all right.

Coming up, we have two
beautiful yearlings

from the Collins stables.

You won't find better!

Bloody hell, Anna.

I asked you to leave
us out of this.

You don't need the g*n.

You know what? I do.

And you do too, because there's
some dangerous people around.

Sophie trusted me.

We were working together.

Soph loved Richie.

She would never inform on him.

All right.

I'll prove it to you.

I'm gonna put my
hand in my pocket

and I'm gonna
bring out my phone.

All right?

We spoke the day
before Richie died.

It's okay.

I know you're worried.

Richie's in over his head.

I'm scared for him, you know?

And that's why I need you
to set up the meeting.

Keep playing.

I'll release Richie's name.

You can rely on me. You
know that, don't you?

I know. I trust you,
Jack. But I'm scared.

What happened?

My partner and I went to
meet Richie that night.

He was gonna tell us
who he was paying off

in exchange for a deal.

G'day, Richie.

Hi, Jack.

Let's make this quick.

Glad you could make it, mate.

So what have you got?

There was someone
else there, Anna.

Richie panicked and
started sh**ting.

Jack!

And when I came to,
my partner was dead.

And so was Richie.

And the sh**ter, whoever
he was, was... long gone.

Richie was my son!

I'm sorry.

Anna...

..if Sophie can help
identify the sh**ter,

then this is all over.

Sophie can come home.

Will making contact
put her in more danger?

Will it?!

Might do.

Oh!

Then I can't help you.

Miranda.

I heard you had a lead
on Sophie Bairnsdale.

Bit late to the
party, aren't ya?

Better late than not invited.

It's not an official
investigation.

Well, it wasn't... until
you brought Liz into it.

No, I'm coming at it
from another angle.

Which is?

Not to be shared.

Hmm!

Same old Miranda.

Looking good, by the way.

Thanks! You too.

Grey nomad lifestyle suits you.

Listen, when you
find Sophie, call me.

Why would I do that?

To protect our daughter.

Horse floats need to be kept

to the lower parking lot.

Please follow the signs...

Anna's worried she's
gonna lose Sophie too.

Well, you can't blame a parent

for wanting to
protect their child.

Protect their child?

Lachlan!

You took the blame
for Lachlan. Why?

He's not a bad kid. He's not.

He just gets so wound up.

Why does Doug have
it in for Lachie?

Lachie worked with
me as a trainer.

I got caught up in running
the business and...

..I just didn't see how much
he needed his own success.

Or what he'd do to get it.

The race fixing - was that him?

I just felt so responsible.

His mum died when
he was little and...

I don't know...

He's my boy.

I might have overcompensated.

A fella's gotta
own his mistakes.

So Doug knows that you took
the blame for the fixing and...

..that's why he's so
judgmental of Lachlan.

With the trial coming
up... Lachie's so ashamed.

He's not coping very well.

And so you confronted him about
the accident at the saleyards.

Yeah.

I should have let it go.

Where is he now?

Well, he's not at the pub.

He's not here either.

Any idea where he'd go?

This is my fault.

If he's done something stupid...

Are you that worried?

He never goes
anywhere without this.

- Lachie!
- Lachie!

Lachie?

Lachie!

Were you with
Lachlan all morning?

Well, until they
took the feed out.

Oh, so you weren't
together all the time.

I had to prep for a tour group.

At the stables? By yourself?

What, before Doug came
to collect his saddle?

Hang on!

You can't think that
I planted the jigger.

We heard you and Doug
arguing yesterday.

He tried to fire you.

That's nothing compared to the
barneys Doug gets himself into.

What do you mean?

Gemma...

..who else is Doug
fighting with?

Lachie!

G'day, mate. How you going?

How about just... movin'
away from there a bit?

You think I did it, don't ya?

You know what I think?

I think you and I oughta
go and have a beer.

What do you reckon?

The jigger wasn't mine.

After the feed, I went back up
to the house to make breakfast.

It wasn't me.

Sounds like an alibi.

- Do you believe me?
- I do.

You know I was the one
that fixed the race?

Your dad told me.

Like it matters.

Uncle Dougie's right.
I'm a waste of space.

Who lets their dad
cop the blame for 'em?

Hey, it's never too late
to turn things round.

Hey?

I wouldn't call that
bloke a waste of space.

You reckon?

Yeah, we all make mistakes.

I've made a truckload.

Lachie!

Oh. Oh!

- Lachie!
- Ah!

Hey!

- Ahh!
- I got ya.

- I got ya.
- Ah! I'm slipping!

- Argh!
- Try and find a footing!

- I can't get a foot!
- Get a foot. Get it!

- I got ya.
- I got it, I got it!

- We're gonna do this on three.
- Okay.

One, two, three. Now.

I got it!

Anchor yourself!

Oh, I thought I was gone!

I had ya.

Thank you.

There you go.

Come here. I'm so sorry.

- I'm sorry, son.
- Oh!

- Joan?
- Jack, where are you?

Any sign?

We found Lachie. He's okay.

I don't think Lachlan did it.

Neither do I.

That's great!

Yes, I will.

Hey!

Thank you. Thank you so much.

How's the old man?

That was the hospital.

Apart from a sprained wrist,

Doug's bruised a few
ribs, but that's it!

- Oh!
- Lucky fella.

And ready to retire.

He's agreed. It's straight
to Mission Beach for us.

- Oh, how exciting!
- I know, right?

I can barely believe it.

Especially after

everything you've been through.

Me?

Oh... I'm... I'm all right.

Looking after Doug
after his stroke.

Being the perfect hostess.

Refereeing Doug and Ellory.

Oh, well, it has been a lot,
but that's behind us now.

Yeah. And nobody
really got hurt.

That was lucky!

I love my husband.

We know you do.

But you felt you
had to do something.

You've been around
horses all your life.

Bit risky, though.

You knew Nero was temperamental.

Doug was so angry all the time.

With Ellory, Lachlan...
with everyone!

There was no room
for anything else.

Sometimes it's easier for
blokes to be angry than...

..deal with what's
going on around them.

I wanted him to stop
holding onto the past.

To think of the
future, our future.

To live our lives while
we still had them.

God.

I almost k*lled him!

What if I had? What if he died?

What if he never forgives me?

You might be surprised.

Oh, Doug!

I'm so sorry.

No, love. I am.

I'm just a stubborn b*stard who
couldn't see what mattered most.

Doug.

You've always been there for me.

Now it's my turn to
be there for you.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Hey, Max.

Call me back, would you?

It's been so long.

We must speak.

- Ready to roll?
- Yeah, sure.

- Did I interrupt something?
- No, not at all.

- Jack.
- Hey, mate.

Joan.

I just wanted to say thank
you before you headed off.

Ah! Thought you'd be happy
to see the back of us.

Safe travels.

Take care.

- Anna.
- Better answer.

What do you want?

Get out! I'll sh**t!

I will! I'll sh**t!

Stay. Good boy.

What's he doing?

Hey!

Did you get the registration?

Didn't need to.

That's him.

Any idea what he wanted?

He took their photo.

Whose photo?

Sophie and Kayla.

My granddaughter.

Sophie had a daughter?

She's 18.

That would mean Sophie was
pregnant when she disappeared.

Jeez, I found out about, oh,



I visited them, but Sophie was

very nervous about
people finding her.

So she left Mount Isa.

Yeah.

That was the last
time I saw them.

Until... until
Kayla's last birthday.

She wanted to see me.

And she didn't tell Sophie
she'd remade contact.

Such a clever girl. She's... so
full of life, just like Sophie.

You know where they live now?

Kayla was so guarded. It
was... It was heartbreaking.

She sent me that
photo on her phone.

And I framed it and
that's what he took.

So the photo would
have had location data.

No, she had it turned off.

Making the photo untraceable.

Well, what about the
phone she sent it from?

It was prepaid.
It's no use either.

Sophie taught her well.

Can you send me that photo?

Yeah, of course.

I don't have the
choice now, do I?

I have to trust you.

Poor Anna,

missing out on so much
of her daughter's life.

Kayla's whole childhood!

Just... I can't imagine it.

Can you enlarge that?

What, that?

Yeah. I think that is...

Yes, it is. That's Rocky Point.

Oh, please!

How can you recognize
a place from a wave?

It's famous as a
great surf spot.

You never told me you
were a surfer, Jack Darby!

Lot of things you
don't know about me.

Come on, we gotta get to Kayla
and Sophie before Bill Carlton.

Any other hidden talents
you'd like to share?

Make a mean home brew.

So do I!

Apple cider.

That's not a home brew!

Sure it is! Packs a punch.

Yeah, all right, then.

I made it for
Christmas one year.

Everyone was on their ear

before the turkey even
came out of the oven.

I guess it's Christmas
at your place, then, eh?