City Homicide (2007) s02e12 Episode Script

(TRAM BELL RINGING) (BEEPING) Going to put my bet on.
Alright.
Don't be long.
Am I ever long? It's a bet.
Catch up with you in the park.
Will I get the coffees? Darl, I'll get them, as usual.
OK? (HORN HONKS) (HUMS) (GIGGLES) Yvonne? Yvonne! (SCREAMS) (SCREAMS) (SIREN WAILS) (CRIES) It's OK.
She died from a single slash to the throat.
She probably aspirated blood, but the cause of death would most likely be exsanguination and shock.
Attacked from behind? Very good, Detective.
You noticed the patterning.
Right-handed.
Cutting left to right - thus.
Very sharp knife.
Straight blade.
No serration.
Defence wounds? No, no.
This was very sudden.
She wouldn't even had time to scream.
The larynx was immediately compromised.
Her bag's still here, untouched.
Wasn't robbery.
(BAB Y CRIES) It's OK.
How's her husband? Agitated, but holding it together.
Too well? Maybe.
I mean, he leaves his wife for 10 minutes to have a punt, then he finds her dead.
You 'd expect him to be more upset.
Mmm.
Let's leave our options open, shall we? Does he have any theories on who'd want to kill her? No clue.
They come here three mornings a week.
A regular thing with their grandchild.
What about the body - any apparent motives? No robbery.
No sexual assault.
The baby was unharmed.
So we're thinking, what - it was random, maybe a thrill kill? I've organised some uniforms to canvass the surrounding buildings.
Good.
If they came here regularly, maybe she was a target.
Not random.
You and Matt stay with him and wait till he settles down.
Talk to him again.
Sarge.
GIRL: Dad.
Dad! Dad, what's happened? Where's Chloe? Is Chloe alright? Where's Chloe?! No, no, no.
The baby's fine, love.
The baby's fine.
Listen to me.
Listen to me! What? It's Mum.
She's gone.
She's gone.
It's alright, baby.
Reba, I got your message.
I've still got deliveries to do.
What's going on? I'll get Chloe inside.
Dad, I'll take her.
You 're in shock.
You need to I'll do it.
What's happened? Detective Ryan.
And you are? This is my husband, Alex.
Um Alex, it's Mum.
She was attacked in the park.
She's she's dead, Alex.
She was killed.
What?! How? Wh Let's just take this inside, shall we? It's OK.
Come on.
Had breakfast just a couple of hours ago.
Who would do something like this? God! Chloe's down.
Do you want some more tea, Kevin? I've still got some, for God's sake.
Stop fussing, will you? Just sit down.
Mr Steele, when you feel up to it, we need you to answer some more questions.
ALEX: Can't you give him some time? He just found his wife's body.
I've seen bodies before.
This is hardly the same.
Ask your questions.
I don't shirk my responsibilities.
Mr Steele, can you think of any reason why your wife might have been a target for a killer? A target? Wasn't this just some senseless attack? We think it's possible that this person chose your mother as their victim.
No.
No, no.
I don't believe it.
Who'd want to hurt Yvonne? Maybe someone who wanted to hurt you.
You 'd certainly present a more difficult proposition in terms of an attack.
Yeah, well, can't think of anyone who'd want to have a go at me either.
What about the guy at the pub? He was just a loudmouth.
What happened? Nothing.
He was using foul language in front of me and Mum.
Dad told him to shut up.
But he wouldn't leave it alone.
Thought he was a tough guy.
It was nothing.
(SIGHS) He took a swing at me.
He regretted it.
Can you identify this man? No.
You just make sure you catch the bastard that killed her.
We'll do everything we can, sir.
If it were up to me I'd put a put him down like a dog.
He doesn't have to ID her or? No, it can wait.
He identified her at the scene.
We'll make her belongings available as soon as Forensics are done with them.
OK.
We're sorry for your loss.
This this guy at the pub.
He made threats afterwards.
The barman can probably give you a name.
He goes there a fair bit, I think.
Got a description? Big.
Tatts.
How old is your father-in-law? And he took this guy on? Wiped the floor with him.
He must be a tough nut.
Mate, you don't know the half of it.
Let go of me, ya bastards! Shut up! Screw you! No, thanks.
You 're the one who's screwed, mate.
We've got you on Assault Police whatever happens.
We'll add it to your file.
Shane Coughlin Jeffries.
Two charges of assault, one of affray, two DUIs, suspended licence.
Have fun.
Shane, why did you start throwing punches? I didn't know you were cops.
Look, I owe some people some money.
I thought they'd sent you around to remind me.
Crap! You knew we were cops.
I'll say it louder.
We're Homicide.
I never murdered anybody.
OK, you had a fight in a pub three weeks ago.
Do you remember that? Yeah.
A guy king-hit me.
So? He walked away.
He didn't king-hit you.
He taught you a lesson.
Humiliated you.
Decided to do something about that, did you? What, you saying I I killed that aggro guy in the pub? You tell us.
No.
He's the maniac.
If you want to talk about a vicious temper He's lucky I didn't call the cops on him.
What happened? I was minding my own business, and he gets into my face.
Grandstanding in front of his family.
That's not their version of events.
OK, how about this? Afterwards, you wanted payback.
You knew you couldn't take him, so you killed his wife instead.
I don't hurt women.
No? Where were you this morning between nine and eleven o'clock? We know you weren't at work.
We checked.
(CHUCKLES) What's so funny? No, no, I wasn't at work.
I was with my probation officer.
Want to check that? (CHUCKLES) Shane Jeffries's alibi has been confirmed.
He was with his probation officer when Yvonne Steele was murdered.
We've still got him on Assault Police.
STANLE Y: Pass it onto Division.
They can charge him on summons.
He blindsided me.
What about Kevin Steele? Any possibility this is an elaborate plan on his part to get rid of his wife? No indication, but maybe.
Nothing from the buildings around the park? No.
The TAB checks out as well.
And guess what - his horse came in.
Oh.
We've got witnesses who put him in the deli buying the coffees.
He still could have done it.
Time of death can't be that precise.
And he's wound up tight.
What about these two? Any static there? Doesn't seem to be a lot of love lost between Steele and his son-in-law.
I checked with the neighbours.
The general consensus is that Alex and Kevin hate each other's guts but Alex is far too scared to stand up to Kevin.
So what are you thinking, Sarge? Maybe it was a random attack? I'm not thinking anything.
Open mind.
Jennifer, check the database for any similar MOs.
Not just Victoria.
Interstate as well.
JENNIFER: Yes, Sarge.
(DOG BARKS) So, this won't take long, will it? No.
What is this? Just some belongings.
Dropping them back to a family.
Stolen stuff? No.
It's, um, from a murder victim.
Hey.
Don't be long.
I won't be.
ALEX: The doctor said you 're not supposed to drink! KEVIN: You 're not supposed to touch my stuff! (GLASS SHATTERS) Piss off! Get off it, you little bastard! ALEX: Leave me alone, Kevin! You 're no good.
You 're a bloody blouse.
Piss-weak! The doctor said you 're not supposed to drink! REBA: Dad! I told you not to touch Dad! Hey, come on! Matt! Go back to the car.
REBA: Please, please, please! I told you! I told you! That's enough.
This stops now or I'll arrest you both.
Look at him.
That's about as close as you 'll come to shedding blood for your country.
What is the matter with you? Why do you have to measure everything against the army? I'm sick of hearing about it.
Alex, just leave it.
Shh! Worse things to measure yourself against.
That wasn't a war! That wasn't anything to do with your country.
You went back for the money, that's all.
You hypocrite.
Is this done now? Is it? I'm done.
I don't know about him.
Look at him.
He's a lazy little coward, like half the other young idiots out there.
I'm going back to the shop.
You can deal with him.
Yeah, that's right.
Yeah, piss off! Go back to your flowers.
It's broken.
Broken.
Your mother's things.
Jewellery, watch, handbag.
Her clothes will take a bit longer.
Thank you.
Um, I'm so sorry.
Don't worry about it.
Do you want us to send someone around? No.
I know how to deal with him.
Bastard.
It's OK, Dad.
We'll get a new frame for it tomorrow.
Hey, we'll fix it.
Some things you can't fix.
JENNIFER: His name was Brodie Bowers.
This was sudden, vicious.
The same MO.
Right-handed, from behind.
Straight knife.
He was on his way home from school when he was murdered.
The neighbours found him down the street, 100m from his own house.
Just a kid.
Yeah.
14 years old.
When did it happen? but just across the border.
So the investigation fell to the NSW cops.
Have you spoken to them? They've got nowhere.
They're thinking maybe gang retribution.
What, this kid was in a gang?! So they're looking at mistaken identity as a possibility.
Yeah, it's a convenient one.
Have you contacted the family? No, not yet.
Family named Bowers.
I'll get onto them now.
No.
Drive up there.
Speak to them personally.
There's obviously a connection between the two murders.
OK.
So, who's coming for a drive? Overnighter, Sarge? Incidentals allowance? It's early.
Two of you driving.
You can be up and back in a day.
So who's coming with me? (PAUL KELLY SINGS) * I've been drinking muddy water And it tastes like turpentine Crows are crying all around me In a sky where the sun refuse to shine.
JENNIFER: Mr Bowers.
Detective Mapplethorpe.
And this is Detective Ryan.
Come in.
What happened to you? Argument with a door.
Thanks for agreeing to speak to us.
I know this must be very upsetting for you.
I don't know what I can tell you.
Police are getting nowhere with it.
Can I get you anything else? Something to eat? You 've come a long way.
No, we're fine, thank you.
How's your wife coping? I didn't tell her you were coming.
Can we get your take on what happened, Mr Bowers? I have absolutely no idea.
There are no witnesses.
No reasons I can think of.
I mean, I've lived here all my life.
I run a small printing business in town.
I don't have money.
I get on with people.
What about your son? Was he in any kind of trouble? No.
No.
Brodie was a great kid.
Popular, a good boy.
His death killed his grandfather too, my dad.
Him and Brodie got on really well.
Dad had a massive heart attack a couple days later.
We're very sorry for your loss.
(SIGHS) I don't know what else I can tell you.
I was hoping there was something you 'd tell me.
We're sharing the information with the police up here.
There was a similar murder in Melbourne.
Yesterday, a middle-aged woman.
Similar how? Same method of attack.
Just like what happened to your son.
She had her throat cut? And you think they're connected? We don't know.
That's what we're trying to find out.
The woman's name was Yvonne Steele.
Does that name mean anything to you? Steele? Yes, it does sound familiar.
How exactly? I don't know, but I'm sure I've heard it somewhere before.
Just a second.
My father was in the military most of his life.
He served in the first Gulf War, then went back as a private contractor.
One of the men he served with was named Steele.
Kevin Steele.
There's my father there.
And the man standing at this end is Kevin Steele.
KEVIN: What's this about? You found something? It's about the photograph you had up here.
You know the one? Of you in Iraq.
I was gonna get it reframed.
It's in my bag.
Thank you.
I I don't understand.
Where did you get this? It belonged to Tom Bowers.
That's him there, right? Yeah.
So? Brodie, was murdered.
What? He was killed in exactly the same way your wife was killed, Mr Steele.
Tom Bowers is dead too.
They think the shock of losing his grandson was too much for him.
He had a heart attack.
We believe this photograph is the connection.
It was taken in the Gulf, right? Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Now someone's targeting the relatives of everyone in that photograph.
First Tom Bowers's grandson, then your wife.
Who are the other two blokes in the photo? The one next to me is my brother.
He was killed over there.
I wasn't aware we lost any soldiers in the Gulf War.
It was after.
Civilian work.
They were helping to put the country back together.
Who's the other bloke? Scott.
Scott Hurley.
He wouldn't have had anything to do with this.
Maybe he did or maybe he has people he cares about who are in danger too.
Either way we need to talk to him.
Where can we get in touch with him? Don't know.
Dad! Said I don't know.
Look, he, uh he moves around a bit.
Does the grey nomad thing.
If I don't know where he is, this person that's doing this, they won't be able to find him either, will they? Well, it's his family who's in danger.
Do they move around too? I don't think he's got any family.
You don't think? When was the last time you saw him? Oh, long time.
What about the reunion, Dad? He must have said something then.
Yeah.
He might have.
I can't remember.
I was pissed most of the night.
What reunion? It's a get-together they have every year.
Remembering fallen comrades.
So when was the last one? Oh, about a month ago.
About.
So how do you contact Hurley about the reunion if you don't know where he is? He calls me when it's coming up.
Did something happen over there, Mr Steele, in the Gulf? There was a war.
How did your brother die? Could that have something to do with what's happening now? He was killed trying to help those bastards rebuild their stinking country.
It was pointless and it was senseless.
And that's all I got to say about it.
Mr Steele No, no, no.
I'm done.
And whatever you 're thinking happened, you 're wrong.
You got it? (DOOR SLAMS) I'm sorry.
(CRYING FROM BAB Y MONITOR) Reba, do you know how your uncle was killed? My uncle? Uh, I think he was shot.
Yeah.
Dad doesn't talk about it much.
(BAB Y CRYING) Dad has post-traumatic stress disorder.
Is he on medication? Anti-depressants.
Reba, your dad and Scott Hurley are the only ones who can tell us why this killer is doing this.
You think we're in danger? We can organise for protection for you and your family, but the point is, I think your father knows where Hurley is.
Maybe you can talk to him, just see what you can find out.
Well, I'll try, but I can't promise anything.
We need your help, Reba.
Before someone else gets killed.
(BAB Y CRIES LOUDLY) You know, I'm beginning to think that our Scott Hurley doesn't even have a driver's licence.
Not one that I can trace, anyway.
MATT: Same with electoral rolls.
Well, maybe you should have another run on Kevin Steele.
Forget it.
Anything on his brother? Oh, nothing that helps.
I dug up his obituary.
It says that Arthur Steele died in action.
No details.
Died in action? These guys weren't in the armed forces, they were paid mercenaries.
How much would they earn, these mercenaries? Thinking of applying, Simon? No, but I could see why people would.
Quickly earn a lot of money, set yourself up for life.
Yeah, assuming you don't come home in a box like Arthur Steele.
My old man didn't get big bucks for going to Vietnam.
He drew army pay.
But there was some honour in what he did.
When was the last time you saw a mercenary marching on Anzac Day? STANLE Y: Progress? Oh, no.
Lots of dead ends, Sarge.
Right, we split resources.
Duncan and Jennifer stay on Scott Hurley.
Try Defence Force pensions.
Sarge.
And if he's doing the grey nomad thing, he may have tried to hire or purchase a vehicle to suit.
Oh, good thought.
So caravans, campervans, that sort of thing.
That's assuming Steele's not lying.
Which he is.
I've already spoken to the guy that used to be their commanding officer.
By the sounds of things, their tour of duty was pretty uneventful, Sarge.
This relates to the period when they went back there.
Yeah, when they were no longer part of the military operation.
In what capacity were they there? Private contractors.
Doing what? Security.
That's a pretty generic term, Mr Roach.
Uh, it's Major.
I'd prefer it if you used the rank.
You still in the military? No, no, but it adds credibility to my line of work.
Your credibility isn't at issue here, Mr Roach.
So let's call a spade a spade.
You supply mercenaries.
That's pretty much it, isn't it? Well, I supply highly-qualified personnel to perform dangerous protective duties in areas of high risk.
Yes, they're usually ex-army and they're paid.
You call that mercenary, well, I'm afraid that's your problem.
I call it security.
And tell me, you employed Scott Hurley, Tom Bowers and Kevin and Arthur Steele.
Yes, that's right.
Some time ago.
For how long? Oh, little under a year.
Doing what? Providing protection to work gangs rebuilding oil pipelines.
Arthur Steele was killed over there, wasn't he? Yes.
That's right, unfortunately.
Can you explain to us the circumstances around his death? Well, I need to consult my records.
And in any case I don't believe that I'm obliged to divulge that sort of information to you.
In which case we'd be obliged to subpoena the information.
Fine.
I'll consult my lawyer.
Good morning.
Look, whatever this is about, I fail to see what it has to do with me or my company.
Two people have been murdered, Mr Roach, and we think there is a connection between those murders and something that happened in Iraq 15 years ago.
Really? I find that hard to believe, Detective.
Well, we're pretty sure we're on the right track and we will find out.
Good.
I wish you all the very best.
Parasite.
Any luck with Hurley? Cross-referencing Defence Force personnel files.
Two licences in that age group.
We've got it down to just a few.
Great.
But none of them bought nomadic vehicles in the last three years.
Maybe he bought a camel.
KAREN: Detectives.
I've got a very agitated gentleman asking for you.
Look, he's off his head.
I don't know what he's gonna do.
Reba tried to talk to him last night, but he wouldn't listen to her.
Why don't you come here, have a seat and just take it slowly? I tried to reason with him.
He shut himself in his room, locked the door.
He was he was on the phone to someone but he wouldn't say who.
Scott Hurley, maybe.
That's what me and Reba think, yeah.
Then this morning, he drove up the road to buy a paper and he didn't come back.
You think he and Hurley may have teamed up? Maybe.
Kevin's started acting like he's back in Iraq.
He told Reba he was "gonna handle it".
Which means Kevin must have an idea who the killer is.
Or where he's gonna be next.
OK, thanks, Alex.
You go home.
Look after your wife.
OK.
We'll find your father-in-law and Scott Hurley.
Don't worry.
You better make it fast.
I found this in the bathroom.
He's tipped all his pills in the toilet.
I checked his room.
All his guns are gone.
I don't know why you need a lawyer, Mr Roach.
You 're not being charged with anything.
We've just subpoenaed some information.
Major Roach is entitled to legal representation in any circumstances.
No worries.
Whatever makes the Major feel comfortable.
BERNICE: I got your message, Stanley.
Ruined my lunch.
Sorry.
An ex-mercenary running around with a gun.
Are you certain? Unfortunately, yes.
Maybe two of them.
Do we have a medical assessment? On Kevin Steele we do.
He's got PTSD.
Question is, when did he stop taking his medication? Arthur Steele was shot.
Who's this? By an unknown sniper.
Probably militia.
They were operating a fairly vicious guerrilla campaign at the time against the Allied personnel, both military and civilian.
And what else happened? Nothing.
I was in Iraq at the time.
I stood the men down and put on a new crew.
SIMON: Oh, come on.
You expect us to believe that you pulled them all out because one guy got shot? Major Roach has told you everything he can.
STANLE Y: He's told us nothing that we didn't know already.
Companies like yours, Mr Roach, they like to operate in the shadows, right? I don't understand what you mean.
OK.
Well, maybe you 'll understand this.
If I have to charge you with withholding information and obstructing a police investigation, this will end up in court and in the media.
Something tells me you wouldn't enjoy that very much.
Am I right? There was an incident.
What kind of incident? My company accepts no responsibility for what happened.
These people signed contracts and we have certain indemnity.
Just answer the question.
Alright! A vehicle approached the workforce.
The driver was instructed to stop.
He didn't.
So the men made a perfectly legitimate tactical decision.
Meaning what? They opened fire on the vehicle? Yeah.
With automatic weapons.
Unfortunately, there was a family onboard.
Parents, three children.
They were all killed? I believe so.
You believe so?! Well, I wasn't there at the time.
And when I got to the site it was all over.
Was there an investigation? Or was it just buried? (SCOFFS) Frankly, Detective, I don't appreciate you making judgments about something you couldn't possibly understand.
We're going to need details.
Dates, places, names of victims.
Everything that may be relevant.
Everything I have about the incident is on that.
(BEEP!) He believed they were all killed.
He believed bloody wrong.
Look at this.
What have you got? There was a survivor taken to hospital.
A little kid.
No follow-up, no reparation.
Nothing.
Hammurabi's Law? An eye for an eye.
Revenge killings all the way from Iraq 15 years on.
We need to find out who was killed in that incident over there and the name of the survivor.
Isn't that information on the disk? No, everything but.
There's a time and a place for the shooting.
There were four dead, one injured.
No names.
Typical.
Maybe Roach is holding out on us.
No, he's not holding out.
He just doesn't care.
How would the survivor find them in the first place? Where did Kevin and his mates hold their last reunion? Reba Crawford would know that.
The reunion.
All of them together.
That has to be where the survivor saw them.
Kevin Steele's put this together too.
And he knows where the killer's gonna hit next.
JENNIFER: Thank you for coming in, Mrs Stayner.
No problem.
I remember the gentlemen, three of them.
It was just over a month ago.
They had quite a party.
Drunk? That's an understatement.
Their bar bill was huge.
And all three of them stayed at the hotel? Yes.
Not that they could have gone anywhere else.
They could barely make it to their rooms.
But it's weird.
What? I looked up their registration details like you asked and they weren't on the computer.
You said Bowers, Steele and Hurley? Right.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't find them.
What about their actual registration cards? They were gone too.
Mrs Stayner, the night they stayed there, did anything unusual happen? Well, actually, there was some unpleasantness.
Um, Mr Steele, I think it was, he took a set against one of our staff.
In what way? He refused to be served by him.
What was the problem? Steele was the problem.
The man is a racist! Pure and simple.
A racist.
So you mean one of your staff members is a foreigner.
Amir.
He's from the Middle East originally.
Iraq? I'm not sure.
Is he still working at the hotel? Oh, yeah.
But, um, he asked for some time off.
But I haven't seen him for a couple of weeks.
What's Amir's full name? Um, Amir Sohana.
And do you have a current photograph of Amir? We did take staff photos last Christmas.
But, well, we gave them away to everyone.
What about an address? Oh, I couldn't tell you off the top of my head.
Does he drive a car? Not a car.
He rides a scooter.
Look, I could call the hotel and get his address from our personnel files, if you like.
Hey, check this out.
One, two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Jen.
The missing registration cards.
Oh.
With home addresses.
(PRESSES BUTTONS ON MOBILE) Matt.
We're at Amir Sohana's place.
We've found Scott Hurley's address for you.
The address on the registration card checks out.
Matt and Simon are there now.
Any sign of him? No.
They're busy searching the place.
Shouldn't be too long.
It's a caravan.
Is he doing the grey nomad thing? I doubt it.
It's a permanent site.
Kevin Steele lied to us.
Is that our man? Ah, yes.
Amir Sohana.
According to Immigration, he came here as a refugee.
Been here nine years, six of them in Melbourne.
It all fits, Sarge.
His mother, father and two older sisters were killed in Iraq.
He was 10 at the time.
OK.
Start chasing up friends and associates.
The Iraqi community here are closely knit.
So (MOBILE PHONE RINGS) Matt.
Sarge.
We got something.
Yep? An empty box of ammo, a cleaning rag and some gun oil, for starters.
(STARTS ENGINE) Come on, Mattie! Plus Hurley does have family - a mum.
We found some invoices from a retirement home.
So you think she could be Amir Sohana's next target.
Yes.
We're on our way there now.
Yeah.
Have you got an address? OK.
Jennifer and Duncan are on their way.
I'll organise Uniforms as a backup.
MATT: Yeah, OK.
Great.
Thanks.
Her unit's down this way.
The backup's coming.
Good.
Sooner the better.
(RINGS BELL) It's lovely here.
Peaceful.
Mmm.
Yeah.
And how long have you been here, Mrs Hurley? Why don't I make you a cup of tea? I tell you what, why don't I make you one? I'll put the jug on.
I'll go and meet the uniforms.
Keep her inside.
She's not gonna make a run for it, is she? (DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES) Oi! Amir! Stop right there! Stay down, Amir Sohana! You 're under arrest.
MAN: Drop it.
Drop it! Don't be stupid, Mr Steele.
I'm a police officer.
You 're a collaborator.
Drop the gun! Drop it.
This one's ours.
Sarge! Uniforms found Matt's gun in the bushes behind Daphne Hurley's unit.
And this.
It could be Amir Sohana's.
There's blood on it.
Get it tested.
No-one saw anything? No.
I was only bloody 50m away.
Someone had to look after the mother, Simon.
Where are that damn dog squad? Sergeant, keep searching the grounds.
DUNCAN: I don't think there's much point, Sarge.
These old fellas said they saw three guys get into a grey twin-cab four-wheel drive.
He said they were dragging a fourth guy who looked like he might've been hurt.
That's Kevin Steele's car.
We've gotta find him.
Already got a KALOF out.
Get on the radio updates now.
('BLUE S ASHES' B Y THE SCREAMING JETS PLAYS) the smell of napalm in the morning SONG: * Said at Fire Base Green We'll lay Charlie clean Tonight we go Don't stop, you little prick.
Dig! (COCKS GUN) Dig! Scott, keep a lookout.
I can watch the prisoners.
Prisoners? That's an order! We're not in Iraq! Make it wider.
Who are these men? They're police, like me.
Has something happened? And where's Phil? Phil? My husband.
Where is he? He's he's not here.
And and and what's your name? I'm Jennifer, Mrs Hurley.
And I need to know if you have any idea where your son would go with friends if he wanted to get away.
My son? Scott.
(LAUGHS) Oh, Scott.
He's a good boy.
He looks after me.
I'm sure he does.
Phil too, before he died.
I saw him.
Scott? No.
Phil.
Your mate's sick, Scott.
He's off his medication.
Shut up.
(SOUND OF AIRCRAFT FLYING B Y) (MAN SHOUTS) (EXPLOSION) You need to help him.
You 're supposed to be mates.
Look at him.
Dig, you raghead bastard.
This is your mother's place, right? I saw the bills at your caravan for the pavers.
Is he talking? Don't talk! They'll find us.
Hey! I said shut up! You kill us, they'll find us.
It doesn't matter how deep he digs.
You think so? You know how many bodies there are out there under the sand? Do you? (AIRCRAFT FLYING B Y, MEN SHOUT) He's right, Kev.
It's gone too far, mate.
We can't do this.
People are dead.
My brother's dead.
They hide in their stinking, putrid villages and they sit on their hoarded munitions and then they break them out and kill us! And you want to walk away? Let them get away with it? Hey! Bastard.
Dig! He shot Amir's family out in the desert.
It was Kevin who pulled the trigger, wasn't it? Dig! You can stop this nightmare.
For both of you.
Here we are, Daphne.
Ooh, thank you.
That's very nice.
Oh, it's a jumper.
For Phil.
He feels the cold.
That's a shame.
Thin blood.
Scott's the same.
I knitted one for him as well.
He's a good boy.
He's selling the house for me.
The house? Whose house? You have a house still? Oh, no, dear.
Scott said it's too isolated for me.
Not like here.
Lots of people, it's lovely.
No, where I lived before, I thought I'd Daphne, where is this place where you used to live? Do you remember the address? Um (CHUCKLES) No.
I can't remember, dear.
Simon, find out Daphne Hurley's old address.
That's enough.
You took away from me so I took away from you.
You killed my brother.
Now I kill you.
What do we do out here? Kneel? Is that the go? (SOUND OF HELICOPTER WHIRRING) (SOUND OF SHOUTING) It's OK.
You 'll get your revenge.
They'll find us.
He's right, Kev.
No! No.
He killed them.
He killed Yvonne, he killed Tom's grandson, he killed Arthur.
No, Kev.
Arthur died in Iraq! It's all getting away from us, mate.
Who'll pull the trigger this time? One each? Shut up! Bugger this! Enough talk! No, Kev, it's not gonna work.
I'm sorry, mate.
Put it down.
Come on.
You gutless bastard.
Don't, Kev.
Traitor! (GUNFIRE) Clear.
(GROANS) Call an ambulance.
For God's sake, call a fricking ambulance! (BOTH SHOUT) Get on the ground now! Hands behind your back! Put your hands up! Get on the ground! Sorry.
JENNIFER: Mattie! OK, great.
Jen.
Sarge.
Are you alright? Yeah.
Come on.
He didn't know what he was doing.
I know.
What will happen to them? Those men.
They'll be charged with attempted murder, threats to kill, serious assault, abduction.
And I'm charged with murder.
Two counts.
You killed two people.
They killed four.
My family.
That was in your country.
It was a war zone.
Murder is murder.
We were going to my uncle's wedding.
My father, he (WOMEN SINGING) he had managed to get petrol for the trip.
(CHILDREN GIGGLE) My mother and my two sisters were singing.
We were happy.
And then gunshots.
(GUNFIRE) And then the windows and the windscreens just exploded and there was blood everywhere.
No screams.
Nothing.
It was all too fast.
Just the sound of my sister moaning.
(MOANING AND COUGHING) They ran over and they pulled the doors open and and she fell out onto the road.
And then they stood there looking down at her, the three of them.
I'll never forget their faces.
Watching her while she died.
And what about the people you killed? Did you watch them die? It wasn't their pain I was interested in.
I never forgot.
And here I am in my new life and there they are.
Eating and drinking and (LAUGHS) and laughing, yeah.
Remembering good times, huh? Comrades.
As soon as I saw their faces, I knew who they were and what I had to do.
So, how's Detective Ryan? He's still at the hospital.
He's having a scan to make sure he's OK.
Hmm.
I'm gonna write him up for a commendation.
Well deserved.
He did good work today.
I'm just glad he got through, actually.
We all are.
The victims don't always end up in the morgue, do they? No, they don't.
Goodnight.