The Twelve (2022) s02e04 Episode Script
Season 2, Episode 4
1
I am listening, Chris.
I'm done. We separate, and
I take the kids to Auckland.
What?!
- I tried to call you last night.
- Yeah, I know.
I called to discuss work.
She said I looked cool.
Well, she's wrong. Such a mess!
You've scored your sump.
Diff housing's bent.
- What are we looking at?
- 18K.
Whew.
- Racist bitch!
- What did you c
Ray, you need to put a stop to it.
For the possums.
I don't have a problem
with you you people.
You mean Italians?
I'm just not used to another
man being up in my business.
A few days later, I spotted
him just out of town.
He was putting a gun
in the back of his ute.
Hey, what's this, then?
Uh, oh, I I got it the other day.
Hope you didn't pay too much for it.
In your police statement,
you said that you and Sasha
met regularly at the waterfall.
Yeah.
Yeah, for privacy.
Can anyone verify that?
No.
So no-one knew about
your secret meeting place?
No.
Morning.
Expecting the younger model?
Sorry to disappoint.
I know about your past.
Why no-one else will employ you.
Yeah, well, I done my time!
I also know that you
need to work at my place.
You got two kids to feed.
And you're a good
worker, so you can stay.
But you have to stop your
inappropriate relationship
with my daughter.
- F
- As of now.
Yeah.
Alright.
You know, the only
thing inappropriate
is this conversation.
I can't believe you told the
kids that we're separating.
I haven't even processed it myself.
I've booked the tickets.
We're going. It's done.
- No.
- Yes.
No, you cannot do that. I
do not give you permission
to take my children
- 'Bye, Meredith.
- out of the country.
We should have filed that
fucking watchlist, Rana.
- Good morning, Mr Tasi.
- Good morning.
As the manager of the Tunkwell branch
of the Great Western Bank,
you have given evidence
that, on the morning of July 19,
that Sasha Price withdrew
$100,000 on behalf of her mother.
Is that correct?
Yes.
Uh, did my client state
what the money was for?
- For farm operating costs.
- Specifically?
Specifically, Bernice
was paying for a new well
that had been refitted
about six months earlier.
And was it usual for my client
to withdraw such large sums of
money on behalf of her mother?
Yes, it was usual.
Sasha Price is also a
signatory on that account.
So, to confirm, it's your observation
that Sasha was behaving
as she usually did in the bank?
Yes, she was normal. Cheerful.
You see, Mr Tasi,
the prosecution is suggesting
that this is a premeditated murder.
But on the morning
of her mother's death,
there was nothing unusual in
my client's manner or activity,
and she was, um, what
was that word you used?
- She was She was cheerful.
- Mm.
- Sasha Price was cheerful.
- That's right.
Thank you very much.
Hey, bring up the mob
from the back paddock!
No worries, Bernice.
Shh.
Up, up, up!
How's it goin'?
Get your stuff.
I told you not to fuck with me.
No.
You told me not to fuck with
your daughter, more like it.
It's a pity you turned out
to be nothing but trouble.
Yeah, I'm not trying to
be any trouble, right?
I don't know what your
fuckin' problem is anyway,
'cause we're both adults.
Just get off my property. Please.
- What about my pay?
- You'll get what you're owed.
I don't know about anybody else,
but I've barely seen a
thousand dollars in cash,
let alone 100,000.
See where it got
Bernie. Head down a well.
We don't know if money
had anything to do with it.
It pains me to say it, but he's right.
If you draw a straight line from murder,
it almost always leads to money.
But Sasha had access to all
the bank accounts already,
so why bother with murder?
- Patrick didn't have access.
- Mm-hm.
God, it is so weird,
the way that we know
all the intimate details
about this woman we've never met.
Her relationship with her daughter,
what colour undies she had on.
Like, she was a person.
She had no idea she
was gonna die that day.
I could die today. You could.
Things are getting dark.
And therefore, we must party.
Hey, Connor is making his
famous scallops this weekend,
if you want to come for dinner.
Really?
Yes. No, I would love
that. What should I bring?
- Champagne.
- Mmm.
You do know we're up at the estate.
You'll have to leave
the Tunkwell bubble.
Can't wait.
You were working at the Sunrise Motel
for the period when the
accused, Patrick Harrows,
was living there, is that right?
Yes. It's my parents' motel.
Thanks for the clarification, Mr Dovey.
When did the accused, Patrick Harrows,
first rent a room at
the motel full-time?
I had him entered on
the monthly booking sheet
- from April 2nd.
- From April 2nd?
So that's around three and a half months
before Bernice Price's
murder on July 19.
- Is that
- Objection!
A sub-par ploy, Mr Prosecutor.
Please refrain.
Apologies.
Let me begin again.
He first rented a room
three and a half months
before Bernice Price's death
on July 19.
Yes.
Now, during that time, did
you ever see Sasha Price
visit Patrick Harrows at the motel?
Yes.
- How often would she visit?
- All the time.
They were at it like rabbits.
Objection. Supposition.
"Like rabbits," Your Honour?
Were they eating lettuce?
Cleaning their whiskers?
How can he possibly know
what they were doing
in a private motel room?
We could do without your lettuce
and whiskers embellishments,
Mr Colby, but objection upheld.
Avoiding metaphor, please,
how often over that period
did you see Sasha Price
visiting him at the motel?
Her car was parked out the front
at some point on most days.
"On most days." Thank you.
Thanks for picking me up, Aunty Bernie.
Looking forward to our little lunch.
He's back.
I don't think he ever left.
Was Sasha Price
the only woman you saw
visit Patrick at the motel?
No.
Please explain to the jury who
you saw visit Patrick Harrows
in his motel room
on the morning of the day
of Bernice Price's death.
I was at reception
when I heard this bang, bang, bang!
Someone knocking really loud.
And saw Bernice Price.
And then Patrick let her in.
Did Bernice Price take anything
into Patrick Harrows's room with her?
Yes. A bag.
What sort of bag was it?
One of those plastic
chequered Hong Kong bags.
Was it a similar bag to this, Mr Dovey?
Yeah. That.
Did you see Mrs Price
come out of Patrick's room?
Yes, about 10 minutes later.
Did she have the bag with her then?
No.
So whatever was in the bag,
she left it with Patrick?
I guess so.
Thank you.
Mr Colby said that Patrick
only got 50K from Bernice.
Yeah, but the bank manager
said Sasha withdrew 100K,
and if Bernice gave 50 to
Patrick, like they're saying,
then where's the other 50?
Probably wasn't enough for him.
Killed her for the other 50.
It'd be so sad if she
got killed for 50K.
No, it's not 50K or 100K.
Airly Downs is a prime property
worth over 20 million.
- Well, maybe, before the
- Yeah.
This'll put a dampener on it, for sure.
It would be stupid to kill someone
who'd just given you more money
than you've seen in your lifetime.
It'd be stupider to settle for 50K
if you got a shot at the 20 mil
if you just knocked the mum off.
Finally! Welcome to Team Guilty!
Bloody hell.
Not going on any team that clown's on.
Hey.
Hey-hey! There he is.
Done already?
- Magic.
- Yeah, nah.
Hey? Uh, you'll still be done
by the end of today, right?
Mate, your truck's not gonna
get finished till I get paid.
D-Dad needs to see this truck
back on the road before
he starts losing his shit.
Ry, come on, be a mate.
I am a mate,
but I'm not your
mechanic till you pay me.
Ry
She can't just fire you.
It's my bloody farm too.
You can't leave.
You
I'm used to being moved on, Sash.
Ever since I was a kid.
What what if we just
We just piss off. We just we just go?
Yeah?
Oh, what about Broome?
Yeah, you can get work
on on the trawlers
and I can get some kind of job.
Maybe even
Maybe even have a baby.
I've already got kids.
And I'm a shit dad.
No, you're not. You're good.
You're not going away with
me because you love your kids.
Yeah?
Hey, how much would we need
to pay Kelly to start fresh?
I mean, anything's possible, right?
Yeah, for you maybe.
What's that mean?
You were brought up
differently to me, Sash.
No, you don't understand
how 20 bucks can break you
when you have nothing, eh?
- Do ya? Honestly.
- OK, um
Now, what you're talking
about is thousands, darlin'.
Thousands.
So, Mr Dovey, to clarify,
on the morning of Bernice Price's death,
you saw her visit Patrick
Harrows with a shopping bag,
and shortly after, leave without it.
Yes.
Now, after Bernice Price visited him,
what were Patrick Harrows's movements
to and from the motel?
He left in his ute with a bag
and came back later that
afternoon without it.
What time did he return to the motel?
- 4:30.
- 4:30.
How do you know it was that exact time?
My friend Crystal Goblin just logged on.
He lives in Brazil.
He works at this bar.
His shift finishes at 3am,
he gets home, we play for an hour.
3:30am his time, 4:30pm mine.
So when your friend logged on at 4:30pm,
you saw Patrick Harrows arrive?
Yeah - I mentioned I may
have to go AFK for a minute
if he came in the office.
- AFK?
- Away from keyboard.
Ah, yes, away from keyboard.
Hey, Crystal,
can you teleport to subfloor 23?
Yeah, boy!
Can you please describe to the court
what Patrick's manner
was when he returned?
- Upset.
- He was upset.
Are you familiar with the
Point Waterfall, Mr Dovey?
Sure.
Patrick Harrows told police
that he was at the Point
Waterfall until 5pm that day.
But if you saw him at
the motel at 4:30pm,
could he have also been at
the waterfall at that time?
Not unless he cloned himself.
Can you account for the discrepancy?
I guess he was wrong about what
time he was at the waterfall.
"Wrong about the time."
Thank you, Mr Dovey.
Nothing further, Your Honour.
Hey, Mum.
Hey! Hey, sweetie!
How's it going? Oh, you look great.
Hey, look, I just wanted to
call you to say don't worry, OK?
I'm not gonna let Dad take
you to New Zealand, alright?
I want to go.
B-but what about your
your friends and your
your school here,
wouldn't you miss that?
I really like my Kiwi cousins.
I want to spend more time with them.
Where's your brother?
He doesn't want to talk to you.
OK, no worries. Um
I'm gonna check in tomorrow,
OK? You just have a great night.
- 'Bye, Mum.
- Love you so much.
- 'Bye.
- 'Bye!
Good evening!
Hello!
Nina, I need you to prepare
an affidavit for me, alright?
- No problem, Mr Colby.
- Yeah.
- Do all the deliveries?
- Not yet.
- And the pick-ups?
- Everything will come up, Kovac.
What are you talking about, mate?
My truck's still fucked,
so I'm still fucked.
- Dude, I did my best.
- You haven't finished one run.
It's it's not good enough, Pete.
You sound just like your old man.
Oh, bullshit, mate. This is
all your fault, you dickhead!
You always do stupid shit,
getting me in trouble.
- Ever since school, mate.
- Jeez, if I knew you'd be this narky,
I would have fucked off home instead.
OK. Off you fuck, then.
Dickhead!
Good dog.
Right, sit, and I'll give you a peanut.
Sit. Good dog.
Oh.
- Sorry, mate.
- Hey!
Where you been?
We've got work to do. Come on!
Alright.
Chook, chook, chook, chook, chookies!
Good morning, girls!
Betty!
Betty?
Betty?
Betty?
Hey! Angie, hey!
Good morning to you too, Thelma.
One of my chickens is missing.
And you're blaming my kids.
They're obsessed with my chickens.
They're constantly on the fence.
I want to know where she is.
Did you touch Mrs Connell's chicken?
- No.
- Let's go, then.
They stickybeak all the time.
They've broken their eggs.
Well, the possum spikes should
put an end to that, then, eh?
- Joey, ya legend!
- How ya goin', champ?
Oh, Nik! Nik!
- Hey!
- Morning.
I wanted to catch you
before I go to jury duty.
That was a new experience.
Yeah. You know, you did good up there.
Oh, thanks. Everybody's
talking about it.
- Yeah, come in, mate.
- Oh, no, I can't, I
I did want to talk to you, though,
about upping my business loan.
Look, your business isn't in profit yet.
And from memory, the truck's
in your father's name,
so you can't borrow
against that as an asset.
- OK.
- Would your dad consider going guarantor?
Oh, well, what about a
personal loan, you know?
Even just 15K. Or 10.
- Let me crunch the numbers.
- OK.
Off the top of my head,
I think it's unlikely that you qualify,
but, uh, I'll let you
know by the end of the day.
OK. Yeah, yeah, no, I
appreciate that, mate.
- OK.
- Cheers.
Hey, you killed it up there yesterday.
Thanks, mate.
I'm having a drink outside,
and I look over and
Colby is at my motel.
What do you mean, at the motel?
Yesterday evening. He
was behaving very oddly.
What was he doing?
Knocked on reception, danced a jig.
Danced a jig?
Waved at me as if he already
knew I was watching, and left.
That's strange. He didn't say
anything about it last night.
When you were working?
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, I didn't
I wasn't meaning anything.
It just it slipped out.
Keep it in.
I'm his mother.
I need to see him. I need to
We've applied for a visitation,
but it's complicated,
since you're not at the prison, Sasha.
Every night I'm dreaming
of Like, I-I can't
Like, I can't I can't
I can't find him and he's just
I just can't quite
reach him and I'm just
I'm going out of my mind, OK?
He's just a tiny little baby
and he's going to forget me.
You don't know what it's like
to be separated from your child.
I saw you, Patrick. I
know you're in there.
What?
You're leaving town.
Tidy.
Learnt this in prison?
Is that my pay?
And some.
This is me begging you to go.
What if I don't?
Well, I don't want to do this, Patrick,
but if she has any
ideas of marrying you,
I'll cut her out of the will.
Now, you wouldn't want
her to blame you for that
for the rest of her life, would you?
Go back to Gully.
Never contact Sasha again.
So you hate me that much that
you're gonna pay to get me gone?
I'm doing this for both your sakes.
Remember that.
You'll thank me for it later.
Nina and I prepared this this morning.
She'll take you through it.
It's perfectly straightforward.
You'll just need to sign, that's all.
- Morning.
- Good morning.
Rana said you were at
her motel last night.
Spies everywhere.
Um, Rana, you don't mind
signing that affidavit, do you?
- It's all good.
- Mr Colby.
Your Honour.
Mr Dovey.
One of my colleagues is
staying at your motel.
Could you point them out?
Mm. And what room number is she in?
Privacy laws. You should know that.
You are under oath,
you should know that.
102, thank you.
Could you tell us, when she
checked in a few weeks ago,
uh, what time she had
breakfast yesterday,
and what time she returned
yesterday afternoon?
I couldn't say.
OK, so, um, what time
did you see me last night?
- You?
- Yes.
You were working at reception
last night, weren't you?
Yes.
So what time did you see me come
to visit my learned colleague?
- I never saw you.
- Oh!
Uh I refer to, um,
this affidavit that
Miss Nelson-Moore's
- What is that?
- solicitor is filing.
Now, um, when I arrived last night
to visit my esteemed colleague,
I knocked at reception three
times to get her room number.
Bang, bang, bang! Did you
not hear that, Mr Dovey?
I was gaming. Had my headphones on.
You were gaming.
Did you not testify just yesterday
that you were also gaming
when you saw Patrick return to the motel
on the day that Mrs Price died?
- Yes.
- Mm.
And yet you're positive it
was 4:30pm when he arrived?
Yeah, like I said,
my friend Crystal Goblin
always logs on at 4:30,
and he'd just joined when
Patrick's ute pulled up.
Do you and, um, Crystal-oblin,
do you play your games together
on an official gaming platform?
No. We play on the dark web.
Oh.
But I remember noticing Patrick
arrive at 4:30 super clearly.
Yes, you remember him "super clearly"
more than one year ago.
And yet you cannot recall
what my colleague's movements were
only yesterday.
And you did not hear or
observe me at all last night,
- did you, Mr Dovey?
- I'm sure it was 4:30.
I put it to you that as
you are the only witness
and as you are occupied
on the "dark web"
with South America or
Timbuktu for all we know,
I put it to you that you are wrong
about the time of my
client's arrival at the motel,
and that your certainty
is nothing more than
guesswork after the fact.
No further questions.
I'm so sorry, but you might
want to find another motel.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
Hey, uh, you did good back in there.
Yeah, well, all we had to do
was undermine the witness's
testimony, and we did that.
Now, so long as you
and Sasha remain united
as each other's alibis,
the prosecution have nothing, alright?
Yeah.
How are you feeling?
Oh
My ex, she's about to give
evidence at my murder trial.
Yes, well, I most
certainly wouldn't want
any of my three exes
to give testimony on me.
That would not be pretty at all.
Yeah.
But never let them see you sweat.
You were married to the
co-accused, Patrick Harris,
for five years, and
you share two children
aged five and nine, correct?
Yes.
Six and nine.
The little one had his
birthday the other day.
Did you receive $50,000
in cash from Patrick
on July 19, the day of
Bernice Price's death?
Yes.
Was it unexpected for
Patrick to give you $50,000?
I was expecting money.
He was six months
behind on child payments,
but not 50K.
- So you were short of money?
- Yes.
My car rego was expired, so I
had to walk the kids to school.
Now, you said in your police statement
that Patrick brought you the money
in a chequered shopping bag.
- Like this?
- Yeah.
- What's that?
- Bernice gave me my pay.
It's, um it's what
they call severance money.
- That's too much.
- Just take it, Kelly.
Did Patrick receive any calls
when he was at your residence?
Yeah.
It's alright.
I'm just
I'm not gonna be around
for a bit, alright?
Would Patrick normally answer the phone
if Sasha called in front of you?
- Yeah.
- But on this day he didn't.
Did you find that unusual?
None of my business,
but yeah.
Something going on with you and Sasha?
Were you jealous
of Patrick's relationship
with Sasha Price?
No. She seemed really nice. Kind.
And he seemed happy.
So you and Patrick spoke
a lot about his life,
including his new relationship?
We talk all the time. He's a
crappy partner, but a good dad.
Did Patrick ever say that Sasha
complained about her mother
or was angry about her mother?
- No, never.
- Hmm.
So you got the picture that Sasha
spoke and acted respectfully
towards her mother.
- That she was a kind person.
- That's right.
And what did Patrick say about the
$50,000 he'd been given by Mrs Price?
He said that Bernice had paid
him, hoping he would clear out.
Your language in your evidence-in-chief
was rather more colourful than that.
He called it "fuck-off money",
like he'd been paid to leave.
So it is your testimony that,
on the day of Mrs Price's death,
Patrick was going to
leave town to start again?
When he saw me, yeah.
Hey, does Kelly get to keep her money?
Not if we find Patrick guilty.
Then the money's considered proceeds
of crime and the State holds it.
It wouldn't be treated
as proceeds of crime
if it was a legit payment
for his labour services.
But what if she already
spent it on her car and stuff?
- She'd have to pay it back.
- But that's not fair.
Life's not fair. Full stop.
Oh, fuck, yes!
Oh, you legend, Nik!
What have they done with her?
A fox is gonna get her if
she's left out all night.
The washing.
All that washing.
I know, Mum. I'll get
to it in the morning.
Her hands used to bleed.
I don't know what you're
talking about, Mum.
Betty!
She gets lonely.
Find your chicken, then?
Going to apologise for
accusing my kids of thieving?
I'm not racist.
Sure you're not.
I have never had a
problem with foreigners.
I'm very open-minded.
As long as you don't have
Aboriginals next door.
I'm not having this conversation.
What about you, sis?
Who are you trying to kid?
Who's your mob?
Hey!
- You made it!
- Yes!
Hello.
- Thank you.
- Hey, I'm Connor.
- I'm Claudia.
- Hey.
God, your house is amazing!
You could have warned me. This way?
- Yes.
- Just around the side here.
OK.
- How is it?
- We want it to be a little bit lower.
Hey, um, I've got a couple of pies
I can put in the oven
if you want to stay.
I'm emceeing pub trivia tonight.
I can't be late.
You should be having something
healthier for dinner, though.
Where do you eat in all this mess?
To be honest, I'm not that
hungry with this pain anyway.
Do you want to try a gummy?
A what?
- A pot gummy.
- Oh.
Some of my clients find
it helps with the pain.
No.
It's legal now. You can try.
I don't have a prescription,
so technically it's not
I don't feel anything.
Give it a minute, doll.
Oh.
I still don't really feel it.
What about your pain, though?
- It's magic!
- Mmm.
No pain.
I can feel my bones.
OK.
OK, that is going down way too easily.
I am not going to touch that.
I don't make jokes about fellatio.
- Oh, God!
- Behave!
Alright, hop in, this is super cute.
- Oh!
- Ooh! OK.
But if you post that,
they'll know that
you've been socialising.
- We can. We just can't talk about the case.
- Yeah.
Did you see that, um,
Parvinder posted a photo
of Thelma and her husband at a
picnic on the weekend? Look at that.
- Oh, Parvinder's kids!
- I know!
Cute!
Do you have any kids, Claudia?
Babe, don't be dumb. She's too young.
- This is for you.
- Thank you.
Oh, sorry.
Actually, I-I do have a kid.
Ooh. Sorry. Sorry.
That's the first time
I've said that out loud.
Sorry.
My mum and my dad just took
over and made the decision.
Uh, and then the family was
told that Mum had another baby.
And then we we never
spoke about it again.
You were only 14.
I guess they thought
that was the right thing.
I don't know if it was.
Hey, I'm real sorry about
last night. I was a prick.
But, shit, now I can pay Ryan.
Get the fucking truck back on the road.
Get back to business. How good!
Told ya, you're the golden child.
Where the fuck are ya?
Well, here's a golden shower for ya.
Hey, what are you doing, mate?
Oh!
I've got an open beer down here, bruh.
Get off the roof, you fucking idiot.
Oh!
Oh, whoa! Easy!
Oh, fuck!
- You alright?
- Oh!
- Hey.
- Fuck me uncle!
Oh!
Jesus Christ, mate, you
scared the shit out of me.
Fell in me own piss.
Come on, mate. Fuckin' hell. Alright.
It looks like we're
probably gonna separate.
But I'm just telling you this so that
if I'm not my usual scintillating self,
you'll understand why.
Well, thanks for the transparency.
Not that it's any of my business,
but, for the record,
I am sorry that you're going
through all this right now.
Thank you.
I mean, he could have
waited till after the trial
for the marriage breakdown, but
- Well.
- not my husband.
Not my husband.
I just feel so betrayed by him.
I mean, how am I gonna see my kids?
I can't up and move to
New Zealand, of all places.
Start again at my age?
It's so unfair. I've worked
so hard. It's crap for women.
Oh, stop it!
You men get more jobs
the brinier you get.
Brinier?
By the way,
do you think there
might be someone else?
- Chris?
- Yeah.
Having an affair?
- Yeah.
- No way.
I mean, the only affair
I've ever really had
is with my work.
Well, that counts as a
betrayal too, or so I'm told.
Oh, fuck you, Colby.
Now, there's an idea.
Aha.
Shit.
Shh!
You're drunk.
Don't you dare wake up
your sister! Don't
Oh, me back!
Yeah?
Why don't you go get
some frozen peas on it?
Got enough in there to
give me a little taste?
Pete, nah.
I'm not going to be responsible
for getting you back on it, mate.
Don't be a dick!
Share it up.
Fuckin' alright. Shuffle up, buttercup.
Am I thinking what
I think I'm feeling? ♪
I feel I, I feel
I, I feel I, I feel I ♪
Am I thinking what
I think I'm feeling? ♪
I feel I, I feel
I, I feel I, I feel I ♪
Am I feeling what
I think I'm feeling? ♪
Follow to go forward ♪
Throw your hands
up, reach the ceiling ♪
I'm a voice to fill the void ♪
And we're a band
to bridge the boredom ♪
Selling tickets to the tourney ♪
To the kids who can't afford them ♪
Whoo! ♪
Oh, shit.
Pete, I gotta get back to Alice, mate.
I'll take you to bed, bruz.
You have the bed.
Oi, come on.
Oh, fucking hell, mate.
What have you done?
Oi, Pete.
Pete?
Mate, hey. Pete?
Uh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck! No, no, no, no, no.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
I'm sorry, mate.
I'm sorry, Pete. I'm sorry, mate.
Pass me that lovely little gun ♪
My dear, my darling one ♪
The cleaners are coming, one by one ♪
You don't even want
to let them start ♪
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Why aren't you answering? Where are you?
I wanted to tell you
in person, but I just
I can't wait a second longer.
Um
I'm pregnant.
You're gonna be a dad again.
Oh! Listen, call me back, alright?
They're mopping up
the butcher's floor ♪
Of your broken little hearts ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh, children ♪
Forgive us now for what we've done ♪
It started out as a bit of fun ♪
Here, take these before we run away ♪
- The keys to the gulag ♪
- Children ♪
Lift up your voice ♪
Lift up your voice ♪
Children ♪
Rejoice ♪
I am listening, Chris.
I'm done. We separate, and
I take the kids to Auckland.
What?!
- I tried to call you last night.
- Yeah, I know.
I called to discuss work.
She said I looked cool.
Well, she's wrong. Such a mess!
You've scored your sump.
Diff housing's bent.
- What are we looking at?
- 18K.
Whew.
- Racist bitch!
- What did you c
Ray, you need to put a stop to it.
For the possums.
I don't have a problem
with you you people.
You mean Italians?
I'm just not used to another
man being up in my business.
A few days later, I spotted
him just out of town.
He was putting a gun
in the back of his ute.
Hey, what's this, then?
Uh, oh, I I got it the other day.
Hope you didn't pay too much for it.
In your police statement,
you said that you and Sasha
met regularly at the waterfall.
Yeah.
Yeah, for privacy.
Can anyone verify that?
No.
So no-one knew about
your secret meeting place?
No.
Morning.
Expecting the younger model?
Sorry to disappoint.
I know about your past.
Why no-one else will employ you.
Yeah, well, I done my time!
I also know that you
need to work at my place.
You got two kids to feed.
And you're a good
worker, so you can stay.
But you have to stop your
inappropriate relationship
with my daughter.
- F
- As of now.
Yeah.
Alright.
You know, the only
thing inappropriate
is this conversation.
I can't believe you told the
kids that we're separating.
I haven't even processed it myself.
I've booked the tickets.
We're going. It's done.
- No.
- Yes.
No, you cannot do that. I
do not give you permission
to take my children
- 'Bye, Meredith.
- out of the country.
We should have filed that
fucking watchlist, Rana.
- Good morning, Mr Tasi.
- Good morning.
As the manager of the Tunkwell branch
of the Great Western Bank,
you have given evidence
that, on the morning of July 19,
that Sasha Price withdrew
$100,000 on behalf of her mother.
Is that correct?
Yes.
Uh, did my client state
what the money was for?
- For farm operating costs.
- Specifically?
Specifically, Bernice
was paying for a new well
that had been refitted
about six months earlier.
And was it usual for my client
to withdraw such large sums of
money on behalf of her mother?
Yes, it was usual.
Sasha Price is also a
signatory on that account.
So, to confirm, it's your observation
that Sasha was behaving
as she usually did in the bank?
Yes, she was normal. Cheerful.
You see, Mr Tasi,
the prosecution is suggesting
that this is a premeditated murder.
But on the morning
of her mother's death,
there was nothing unusual in
my client's manner or activity,
and she was, um, what
was that word you used?
- She was She was cheerful.
- Mm.
- Sasha Price was cheerful.
- That's right.
Thank you very much.
Hey, bring up the mob
from the back paddock!
No worries, Bernice.
Shh.
Up, up, up!
How's it goin'?
Get your stuff.
I told you not to fuck with me.
No.
You told me not to fuck with
your daughter, more like it.
It's a pity you turned out
to be nothing but trouble.
Yeah, I'm not trying to
be any trouble, right?
I don't know what your
fuckin' problem is anyway,
'cause we're both adults.
Just get off my property. Please.
- What about my pay?
- You'll get what you're owed.
I don't know about anybody else,
but I've barely seen a
thousand dollars in cash,
let alone 100,000.
See where it got
Bernie. Head down a well.
We don't know if money
had anything to do with it.
It pains me to say it, but he's right.
If you draw a straight line from murder,
it almost always leads to money.
But Sasha had access to all
the bank accounts already,
so why bother with murder?
- Patrick didn't have access.
- Mm-hm.
God, it is so weird,
the way that we know
all the intimate details
about this woman we've never met.
Her relationship with her daughter,
what colour undies she had on.
Like, she was a person.
She had no idea she
was gonna die that day.
I could die today. You could.
Things are getting dark.
And therefore, we must party.
Hey, Connor is making his
famous scallops this weekend,
if you want to come for dinner.
Really?
Yes. No, I would love
that. What should I bring?
- Champagne.
- Mmm.
You do know we're up at the estate.
You'll have to leave
the Tunkwell bubble.
Can't wait.
You were working at the Sunrise Motel
for the period when the
accused, Patrick Harrows,
was living there, is that right?
Yes. It's my parents' motel.
Thanks for the clarification, Mr Dovey.
When did the accused, Patrick Harrows,
first rent a room at
the motel full-time?
I had him entered on
the monthly booking sheet
- from April 2nd.
- From April 2nd?
So that's around three and a half months
before Bernice Price's
murder on July 19.
- Is that
- Objection!
A sub-par ploy, Mr Prosecutor.
Please refrain.
Apologies.
Let me begin again.
He first rented a room
three and a half months
before Bernice Price's death
on July 19.
Yes.
Now, during that time, did
you ever see Sasha Price
visit Patrick Harrows at the motel?
Yes.
- How often would she visit?
- All the time.
They were at it like rabbits.
Objection. Supposition.
"Like rabbits," Your Honour?
Were they eating lettuce?
Cleaning their whiskers?
How can he possibly know
what they were doing
in a private motel room?
We could do without your lettuce
and whiskers embellishments,
Mr Colby, but objection upheld.
Avoiding metaphor, please,
how often over that period
did you see Sasha Price
visiting him at the motel?
Her car was parked out the front
at some point on most days.
"On most days." Thank you.
Thanks for picking me up, Aunty Bernie.
Looking forward to our little lunch.
He's back.
I don't think he ever left.
Was Sasha Price
the only woman you saw
visit Patrick at the motel?
No.
Please explain to the jury who
you saw visit Patrick Harrows
in his motel room
on the morning of the day
of Bernice Price's death.
I was at reception
when I heard this bang, bang, bang!
Someone knocking really loud.
And saw Bernice Price.
And then Patrick let her in.
Did Bernice Price take anything
into Patrick Harrows's room with her?
Yes. A bag.
What sort of bag was it?
One of those plastic
chequered Hong Kong bags.
Was it a similar bag to this, Mr Dovey?
Yeah. That.
Did you see Mrs Price
come out of Patrick's room?
Yes, about 10 minutes later.
Did she have the bag with her then?
No.
So whatever was in the bag,
she left it with Patrick?
I guess so.
Thank you.
Mr Colby said that Patrick
only got 50K from Bernice.
Yeah, but the bank manager
said Sasha withdrew 100K,
and if Bernice gave 50 to
Patrick, like they're saying,
then where's the other 50?
Probably wasn't enough for him.
Killed her for the other 50.
It'd be so sad if she
got killed for 50K.
No, it's not 50K or 100K.
Airly Downs is a prime property
worth over 20 million.
- Well, maybe, before the
- Yeah.
This'll put a dampener on it, for sure.
It would be stupid to kill someone
who'd just given you more money
than you've seen in your lifetime.
It'd be stupider to settle for 50K
if you got a shot at the 20 mil
if you just knocked the mum off.
Finally! Welcome to Team Guilty!
Bloody hell.
Not going on any team that clown's on.
Hey.
Hey-hey! There he is.
Done already?
- Magic.
- Yeah, nah.
Hey? Uh, you'll still be done
by the end of today, right?
Mate, your truck's not gonna
get finished till I get paid.
D-Dad needs to see this truck
back on the road before
he starts losing his shit.
Ry, come on, be a mate.
I am a mate,
but I'm not your
mechanic till you pay me.
Ry
She can't just fire you.
It's my bloody farm too.
You can't leave.
You
I'm used to being moved on, Sash.
Ever since I was a kid.
What what if we just
We just piss off. We just we just go?
Yeah?
Oh, what about Broome?
Yeah, you can get work
on on the trawlers
and I can get some kind of job.
Maybe even
Maybe even have a baby.
I've already got kids.
And I'm a shit dad.
No, you're not. You're good.
You're not going away with
me because you love your kids.
Yeah?
Hey, how much would we need
to pay Kelly to start fresh?
I mean, anything's possible, right?
Yeah, for you maybe.
What's that mean?
You were brought up
differently to me, Sash.
No, you don't understand
how 20 bucks can break you
when you have nothing, eh?
- Do ya? Honestly.
- OK, um
Now, what you're talking
about is thousands, darlin'.
Thousands.
So, Mr Dovey, to clarify,
on the morning of Bernice Price's death,
you saw her visit Patrick
Harrows with a shopping bag,
and shortly after, leave without it.
Yes.
Now, after Bernice Price visited him,
what were Patrick Harrows's movements
to and from the motel?
He left in his ute with a bag
and came back later that
afternoon without it.
What time did he return to the motel?
- 4:30.
- 4:30.
How do you know it was that exact time?
My friend Crystal Goblin just logged on.
He lives in Brazil.
He works at this bar.
His shift finishes at 3am,
he gets home, we play for an hour.
3:30am his time, 4:30pm mine.
So when your friend logged on at 4:30pm,
you saw Patrick Harrows arrive?
Yeah - I mentioned I may
have to go AFK for a minute
if he came in the office.
- AFK?
- Away from keyboard.
Ah, yes, away from keyboard.
Hey, Crystal,
can you teleport to subfloor 23?
Yeah, boy!
Can you please describe to the court
what Patrick's manner
was when he returned?
- Upset.
- He was upset.
Are you familiar with the
Point Waterfall, Mr Dovey?
Sure.
Patrick Harrows told police
that he was at the Point
Waterfall until 5pm that day.
But if you saw him at
the motel at 4:30pm,
could he have also been at
the waterfall at that time?
Not unless he cloned himself.
Can you account for the discrepancy?
I guess he was wrong about what
time he was at the waterfall.
"Wrong about the time."
Thank you, Mr Dovey.
Nothing further, Your Honour.
Hey, Mum.
Hey! Hey, sweetie!
How's it going? Oh, you look great.
Hey, look, I just wanted to
call you to say don't worry, OK?
I'm not gonna let Dad take
you to New Zealand, alright?
I want to go.
B-but what about your
your friends and your
your school here,
wouldn't you miss that?
I really like my Kiwi cousins.
I want to spend more time with them.
Where's your brother?
He doesn't want to talk to you.
OK, no worries. Um
I'm gonna check in tomorrow,
OK? You just have a great night.
- 'Bye, Mum.
- Love you so much.
- 'Bye.
- 'Bye!
Good evening!
Hello!
Nina, I need you to prepare
an affidavit for me, alright?
- No problem, Mr Colby.
- Yeah.
- Do all the deliveries?
- Not yet.
- And the pick-ups?
- Everything will come up, Kovac.
What are you talking about, mate?
My truck's still fucked,
so I'm still fucked.
- Dude, I did my best.
- You haven't finished one run.
It's it's not good enough, Pete.
You sound just like your old man.
Oh, bullshit, mate. This is
all your fault, you dickhead!
You always do stupid shit,
getting me in trouble.
- Ever since school, mate.
- Jeez, if I knew you'd be this narky,
I would have fucked off home instead.
OK. Off you fuck, then.
Dickhead!
Good dog.
Right, sit, and I'll give you a peanut.
Sit. Good dog.
Oh.
- Sorry, mate.
- Hey!
Where you been?
We've got work to do. Come on!
Alright.
Chook, chook, chook, chook, chookies!
Good morning, girls!
Betty!
Betty?
Betty?
Betty?
Hey! Angie, hey!
Good morning to you too, Thelma.
One of my chickens is missing.
And you're blaming my kids.
They're obsessed with my chickens.
They're constantly on the fence.
I want to know where she is.
Did you touch Mrs Connell's chicken?
- No.
- Let's go, then.
They stickybeak all the time.
They've broken their eggs.
Well, the possum spikes should
put an end to that, then, eh?
- Joey, ya legend!
- How ya goin', champ?
Oh, Nik! Nik!
- Hey!
- Morning.
I wanted to catch you
before I go to jury duty.
That was a new experience.
Yeah. You know, you did good up there.
Oh, thanks. Everybody's
talking about it.
- Yeah, come in, mate.
- Oh, no, I can't, I
I did want to talk to you, though,
about upping my business loan.
Look, your business isn't in profit yet.
And from memory, the truck's
in your father's name,
so you can't borrow
against that as an asset.
- OK.
- Would your dad consider going guarantor?
Oh, well, what about a
personal loan, you know?
Even just 15K. Or 10.
- Let me crunch the numbers.
- OK.
Off the top of my head,
I think it's unlikely that you qualify,
but, uh, I'll let you
know by the end of the day.
OK. Yeah, yeah, no, I
appreciate that, mate.
- OK.
- Cheers.
Hey, you killed it up there yesterday.
Thanks, mate.
I'm having a drink outside,
and I look over and
Colby is at my motel.
What do you mean, at the motel?
Yesterday evening. He
was behaving very oddly.
What was he doing?
Knocked on reception, danced a jig.
Danced a jig?
Waved at me as if he already
knew I was watching, and left.
That's strange. He didn't say
anything about it last night.
When you were working?
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, I didn't
I wasn't meaning anything.
It just it slipped out.
Keep it in.
I'm his mother.
I need to see him. I need to
We've applied for a visitation,
but it's complicated,
since you're not at the prison, Sasha.
Every night I'm dreaming
of Like, I-I can't
Like, I can't I can't
I can't find him and he's just
I just can't quite
reach him and I'm just
I'm going out of my mind, OK?
He's just a tiny little baby
and he's going to forget me.
You don't know what it's like
to be separated from your child.
I saw you, Patrick. I
know you're in there.
What?
You're leaving town.
Tidy.
Learnt this in prison?
Is that my pay?
And some.
This is me begging you to go.
What if I don't?
Well, I don't want to do this, Patrick,
but if she has any
ideas of marrying you,
I'll cut her out of the will.
Now, you wouldn't want
her to blame you for that
for the rest of her life, would you?
Go back to Gully.
Never contact Sasha again.
So you hate me that much that
you're gonna pay to get me gone?
I'm doing this for both your sakes.
Remember that.
You'll thank me for it later.
Nina and I prepared this this morning.
She'll take you through it.
It's perfectly straightforward.
You'll just need to sign, that's all.
- Morning.
- Good morning.
Rana said you were at
her motel last night.
Spies everywhere.
Um, Rana, you don't mind
signing that affidavit, do you?
- It's all good.
- Mr Colby.
Your Honour.
Mr Dovey.
One of my colleagues is
staying at your motel.
Could you point them out?
Mm. And what room number is she in?
Privacy laws. You should know that.
You are under oath,
you should know that.
102, thank you.
Could you tell us, when she
checked in a few weeks ago,
uh, what time she had
breakfast yesterday,
and what time she returned
yesterday afternoon?
I couldn't say.
OK, so, um, what time
did you see me last night?
- You?
- Yes.
You were working at reception
last night, weren't you?
Yes.
So what time did you see me come
to visit my learned colleague?
- I never saw you.
- Oh!
Uh I refer to, um,
this affidavit that
Miss Nelson-Moore's
- What is that?
- solicitor is filing.
Now, um, when I arrived last night
to visit my esteemed colleague,
I knocked at reception three
times to get her room number.
Bang, bang, bang! Did you
not hear that, Mr Dovey?
I was gaming. Had my headphones on.
You were gaming.
Did you not testify just yesterday
that you were also gaming
when you saw Patrick return to the motel
on the day that Mrs Price died?
- Yes.
- Mm.
And yet you're positive it
was 4:30pm when he arrived?
Yeah, like I said,
my friend Crystal Goblin
always logs on at 4:30,
and he'd just joined when
Patrick's ute pulled up.
Do you and, um, Crystal-oblin,
do you play your games together
on an official gaming platform?
No. We play on the dark web.
Oh.
But I remember noticing Patrick
arrive at 4:30 super clearly.
Yes, you remember him "super clearly"
more than one year ago.
And yet you cannot recall
what my colleague's movements were
only yesterday.
And you did not hear or
observe me at all last night,
- did you, Mr Dovey?
- I'm sure it was 4:30.
I put it to you that as
you are the only witness
and as you are occupied
on the "dark web"
with South America or
Timbuktu for all we know,
I put it to you that you are wrong
about the time of my
client's arrival at the motel,
and that your certainty
is nothing more than
guesswork after the fact.
No further questions.
I'm so sorry, but you might
want to find another motel.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
Hey, uh, you did good back in there.
Yeah, well, all we had to do
was undermine the witness's
testimony, and we did that.
Now, so long as you
and Sasha remain united
as each other's alibis,
the prosecution have nothing, alright?
Yeah.
How are you feeling?
Oh
My ex, she's about to give
evidence at my murder trial.
Yes, well, I most
certainly wouldn't want
any of my three exes
to give testimony on me.
That would not be pretty at all.
Yeah.
But never let them see you sweat.
You were married to the
co-accused, Patrick Harris,
for five years, and
you share two children
aged five and nine, correct?
Yes.
Six and nine.
The little one had his
birthday the other day.
Did you receive $50,000
in cash from Patrick
on July 19, the day of
Bernice Price's death?
Yes.
Was it unexpected for
Patrick to give you $50,000?
I was expecting money.
He was six months
behind on child payments,
but not 50K.
- So you were short of money?
- Yes.
My car rego was expired, so I
had to walk the kids to school.
Now, you said in your police statement
that Patrick brought you the money
in a chequered shopping bag.
- Like this?
- Yeah.
- What's that?
- Bernice gave me my pay.
It's, um it's what
they call severance money.
- That's too much.
- Just take it, Kelly.
Did Patrick receive any calls
when he was at your residence?
Yeah.
It's alright.
I'm just
I'm not gonna be around
for a bit, alright?
Would Patrick normally answer the phone
if Sasha called in front of you?
- Yeah.
- But on this day he didn't.
Did you find that unusual?
None of my business,
but yeah.
Something going on with you and Sasha?
Were you jealous
of Patrick's relationship
with Sasha Price?
No. She seemed really nice. Kind.
And he seemed happy.
So you and Patrick spoke
a lot about his life,
including his new relationship?
We talk all the time. He's a
crappy partner, but a good dad.
Did Patrick ever say that Sasha
complained about her mother
or was angry about her mother?
- No, never.
- Hmm.
So you got the picture that Sasha
spoke and acted respectfully
towards her mother.
- That she was a kind person.
- That's right.
And what did Patrick say about the
$50,000 he'd been given by Mrs Price?
He said that Bernice had paid
him, hoping he would clear out.
Your language in your evidence-in-chief
was rather more colourful than that.
He called it "fuck-off money",
like he'd been paid to leave.
So it is your testimony that,
on the day of Mrs Price's death,
Patrick was going to
leave town to start again?
When he saw me, yeah.
Hey, does Kelly get to keep her money?
Not if we find Patrick guilty.
Then the money's considered proceeds
of crime and the State holds it.
It wouldn't be treated
as proceeds of crime
if it was a legit payment
for his labour services.
But what if she already
spent it on her car and stuff?
- She'd have to pay it back.
- But that's not fair.
Life's not fair. Full stop.
Oh, fuck, yes!
Oh, you legend, Nik!
What have they done with her?
A fox is gonna get her if
she's left out all night.
The washing.
All that washing.
I know, Mum. I'll get
to it in the morning.
Her hands used to bleed.
I don't know what you're
talking about, Mum.
Betty!
She gets lonely.
Find your chicken, then?
Going to apologise for
accusing my kids of thieving?
I'm not racist.
Sure you're not.
I have never had a
problem with foreigners.
I'm very open-minded.
As long as you don't have
Aboriginals next door.
I'm not having this conversation.
What about you, sis?
Who are you trying to kid?
Who's your mob?
Hey!
- You made it!
- Yes!
Hello.
- Thank you.
- Hey, I'm Connor.
- I'm Claudia.
- Hey.
God, your house is amazing!
You could have warned me. This way?
- Yes.
- Just around the side here.
OK.
- How is it?
- We want it to be a little bit lower.
Hey, um, I've got a couple of pies
I can put in the oven
if you want to stay.
I'm emceeing pub trivia tonight.
I can't be late.
You should be having something
healthier for dinner, though.
Where do you eat in all this mess?
To be honest, I'm not that
hungry with this pain anyway.
Do you want to try a gummy?
A what?
- A pot gummy.
- Oh.
Some of my clients find
it helps with the pain.
No.
It's legal now. You can try.
I don't have a prescription,
so technically it's not
I don't feel anything.
Give it a minute, doll.
Oh.
I still don't really feel it.
What about your pain, though?
- It's magic!
- Mmm.
No pain.
I can feel my bones.
OK.
OK, that is going down way too easily.
I am not going to touch that.
I don't make jokes about fellatio.
- Oh, God!
- Behave!
Alright, hop in, this is super cute.
- Oh!
- Ooh! OK.
But if you post that,
they'll know that
you've been socialising.
- We can. We just can't talk about the case.
- Yeah.
Did you see that, um,
Parvinder posted a photo
of Thelma and her husband at a
picnic on the weekend? Look at that.
- Oh, Parvinder's kids!
- I know!
Cute!
Do you have any kids, Claudia?
Babe, don't be dumb. She's too young.
- This is for you.
- Thank you.
Oh, sorry.
Actually, I-I do have a kid.
Ooh. Sorry. Sorry.
That's the first time
I've said that out loud.
Sorry.
My mum and my dad just took
over and made the decision.
Uh, and then the family was
told that Mum had another baby.
And then we we never
spoke about it again.
You were only 14.
I guess they thought
that was the right thing.
I don't know if it was.
Hey, I'm real sorry about
last night. I was a prick.
But, shit, now I can pay Ryan.
Get the fucking truck back on the road.
Get back to business. How good!
Told ya, you're the golden child.
Where the fuck are ya?
Well, here's a golden shower for ya.
Hey, what are you doing, mate?
Oh!
I've got an open beer down here, bruh.
Get off the roof, you fucking idiot.
Oh!
Oh, whoa! Easy!
Oh, fuck!
- You alright?
- Oh!
- Hey.
- Fuck me uncle!
Oh!
Jesus Christ, mate, you
scared the shit out of me.
Fell in me own piss.
Come on, mate. Fuckin' hell. Alright.
It looks like we're
probably gonna separate.
But I'm just telling you this so that
if I'm not my usual scintillating self,
you'll understand why.
Well, thanks for the transparency.
Not that it's any of my business,
but, for the record,
I am sorry that you're going
through all this right now.
Thank you.
I mean, he could have
waited till after the trial
for the marriage breakdown, but
- Well.
- not my husband.
Not my husband.
I just feel so betrayed by him.
I mean, how am I gonna see my kids?
I can't up and move to
New Zealand, of all places.
Start again at my age?
It's so unfair. I've worked
so hard. It's crap for women.
Oh, stop it!
You men get more jobs
the brinier you get.
Brinier?
By the way,
do you think there
might be someone else?
- Chris?
- Yeah.
Having an affair?
- Yeah.
- No way.
I mean, the only affair
I've ever really had
is with my work.
Well, that counts as a
betrayal too, or so I'm told.
Oh, fuck you, Colby.
Now, there's an idea.
Aha.
Shit.
Shh!
You're drunk.
Don't you dare wake up
your sister! Don't
Oh, me back!
Yeah?
Why don't you go get
some frozen peas on it?
Got enough in there to
give me a little taste?
Pete, nah.
I'm not going to be responsible
for getting you back on it, mate.
Don't be a dick!
Share it up.
Fuckin' alright. Shuffle up, buttercup.
Am I thinking what
I think I'm feeling? ♪
I feel I, I feel
I, I feel I, I feel I ♪
Am I thinking what
I think I'm feeling? ♪
I feel I, I feel
I, I feel I, I feel I ♪
Am I feeling what
I think I'm feeling? ♪
Follow to go forward ♪
Throw your hands
up, reach the ceiling ♪
I'm a voice to fill the void ♪
And we're a band
to bridge the boredom ♪
Selling tickets to the tourney ♪
To the kids who can't afford them ♪
Whoo! ♪
Oh, shit.
Pete, I gotta get back to Alice, mate.
I'll take you to bed, bruz.
You have the bed.
Oi, come on.
Oh, fucking hell, mate.
What have you done?
Oi, Pete.
Pete?
Mate, hey. Pete?
Uh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck! No, no, no, no, no.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
I'm sorry, mate.
I'm sorry, Pete. I'm sorry, mate.
Pass me that lovely little gun ♪
My dear, my darling one ♪
The cleaners are coming, one by one ♪
You don't even want
to let them start ♪
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Why aren't you answering? Where are you?
I wanted to tell you
in person, but I just
I can't wait a second longer.
Um
I'm pregnant.
You're gonna be a dad again.
Oh! Listen, call me back, alright?
They're mopping up
the butcher's floor ♪
Of your broken little hearts ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh, children ♪
Forgive us now for what we've done ♪
It started out as a bit of fun ♪
Here, take these before we run away ♪
- The keys to the gulag ♪
- Children ♪
Lift up your voice ♪
Lift up your voice ♪
Children ♪
Rejoice ♪