Please tell me one thing I've done wrong.
Sometimes you take liberties.
My town, my rules.
- That's not the way the world works anymore. - Whose side are you on?
- Why do you wanna hang out with me? - You're the party guy.
- For you, Joe! - Whoo-hoo-hoo!
You'd come to me, wouldn't you, if you killed him?
Cos, you know, I'd look after you.
Hey, I'm talkin' to you, you crooked piece of shit!
This town deserves better!
We have to be seen to be taking these concerns seriously.
I'm right in the middle of a homicide.
Then I'll come to you.
- We found Joe's phone. Got dislodged in the burglary.
You don't think it could've been planted?
- Stop imagining things, bro. - I'm not Stephen.
I'm not turning a blind eye for my mates.
Welcome to Misty Ridge. Easy access. No contentious water rights.
I know no one else can,
but I see you for who you really are.
GIRL, LAUGHING: Joe, turn them back on! Oh my God!
Oh―
- Ariki. - It's happening.
It's happening.
Dress uniform.
He means business.
We got the tooth back.
It's weird.
It's over a hundred years old.
Doesn't make any sense.
We're cops, not fossil hunters.
Unless it's helpful in solving this case,
I don't want you getting distracted.
You have the right to consult with a lawyer in private
and without delay.
- I'm just gonna get changed. - Make it quick.
Now, you got some balls. I'll give you that.
Breaking into someone's house while you're partying with a cop.
Balls...
but no brains.
You know this is about more than the burglary, don't you?
If we can prove that you broke in, it means that you planted Joe's phone.
If you had Joe's phone, stands to reason
that you're the one that killed him.
What the fuck happened last night?
You screamed loud enough to wake the dead, almost crashed the car,
and then you made me leave you there on the bridge.
I had to drive home, in my state.
You left me there?
- You didn't come home. - I think Lois picked me up.
- Lois? - Yeah.
At least, that's where I woke up.
What, did you call her to come get me?
Cos my phone was flat.
Ah!
Hey, it's just stuff.
It makes me feel sick,
knowing they've been in the house.
Well, we'll get the cleaners in, top to toe. Done.
You don't really think I killed Joe, do you?
But this development had better bloody be worth it.
- Who are you calling? - The contractors.
To see when they can start work.
If Planet Panic aren't playing by the rules, why should we?
So, you gonna tell Preston why you didn't make the enquiry?
I know you're mates.
I just need to know what the plan is.
We both have a lot to lose.
- David's an old friend. He'll look after us.
Just wait here.
- I've got a meeting at the bank. - What the fuck were you playing at?
Breaking into the McCraes'?
I thought you'd be pleased.
...that Joe was at your place the night he died. Made me look like a fool.
I was― I was trying to keep you out of it.
Look.
I really need to chalk one up here
and show Preston that I've made progress.
We know the break-in was O's idea.
I'm not a nark.
Why should you be collateral damage? This isn't your fight.
- I'll take my chances. - I'm not asking, Rob!
What do I have to say?
Just tell the truth.
The break-in was O's idea.
I was just an unwilling accomplice.
I need to ask you about the phone.
What phone?
Why would O kill Joe?
Create a martyr, frame the McCraes ― two birds.
You don't think Charlotte or Haggis stashed the phone,
then it got uncovered during the break-in?
If they had any major evidence, surely they would've got rid of it before calling us to investigate.
The best thing we got is breaking and entering.
Put him in the interview room.
Stephen.
How's the case going?
Well, you didn't have to dress up for me.
- Nice shiner. - Squash.
Gave it away myself. Scared I was gonna give myself a heart attack.
So, how long you in town for?
I could crank up the barbie. Lois would like to see you.
We could have some eye fillet and Pinot.
We won't make you do the dishes this time.
I know we go back a long way, but...
the town has spoken. I have to listen.
- Yeah. David, I mean― - I've had the hard word.
No more boys' club.
- Shall we? - Yeah, yeah. I'll just, um...
make some calls. I'll be right with you.
Let's hope your house is in order.
You don't like me much, do you?
- You're a creep. You have no morals.
What did Stephen ask you to do?
It's a mistake, you know.
Getting offside with him.
Once your lawyer's here, we'll take a full statement.
That man is a fucking phoenix.
Stephen's been in the shit before.
Worse than this.
And he will rise again.
You got a lot to learn about this town.
Bro.
This place changes so fast.
Ariki.
- Am I saying that right? - Mm.
I hear you're bright kid with a promising future.
I look forward to following your career with interest.
You planning on staying in Queenstown long?
Not my natural habitat.
If there's anything I should know about Stephen,
either as a colleague or a friend,
I'd appreciate your candour.
Keeping quiet won't do him any favours.
You have a think.
We'll talk tomorrow.
Since when do you get migraines?
Isn't that why we had to postpone?
Oh, yeah. My, uh, doctor thinks it might be the mercury in my fillings.
I'm getting too old.
I mean, all this fuss...
- Stephen― - The petition's been withdrawn.
- A lot of people signed. - This is unnecessary, isn't it?
We need to address the concerns expressed by the community.
- It's just a waste of time and resources. There's been no official complaint.
- The IPCA aren't involved. - There's pressure coming from above.
- I'm trying to solve a homicide, David! - They want us to clean up our act!
No more cowboys.
PC bullshit.
State your name for the record.
- Hi! - Hello.
- Kia or a.
- Nice to meet you. - Hey.
All right.
- You got a good setup here. - Ready to go, soon as we get the green light.
Must be putting a strain on the cash flow.
Until then,
down tools. No false starts.
No breaking ground until after the ruling.
Breach any rules and Lois come down on you like a tonne of bricks.
We play fair and square.
- Come have a look. - Right.
These got dropped off at reception for feedback.
Oh, close the door?
Can you, uh, let the printers know this is coming?
Mark it urgent.
Should you be doing this?
Isn't it like insider trading or something, cos you're not a developer?
Uh, no, I'm...
I'm more of a silent middleman.
But doesn't it put the project at an unfair advantage?
I thought that we were supposed to be neutral.
I wanted you to see how things really work around here,
but I don't want to involve you if it makes you uncomfortable.
Well, if it's urgent, then wouldn't it be better to email the brochures to our targets?
Uh, yeah.
Well, it's done.
And so am I.
Once O gets wind of this, whatever's left of my reputation is toast.
I won't forget this.
Yeah, well...
you pick a side,
you stick to it.
While O's out of the picture, find out as much as you can.
You want me to spy on my flatmate?
Well, it's the only reason you're in that place.
O's up to something. I can feel it.
Facts, not feelings.
He's entitled and thinks the world owes him. It's a recipe for trouble.
Stephen.
Talk tomorrow.
Court appearance first thing in the morning.
Yep. I'm, uh...
I'm pleading not guilty, so...
They'll make a date for your trial,
release you on bail.
Rob sold you down the river.
Stephen's gonna try tie the phone to you.
Oh, for― I don't know shit about Joe's phone.
- Did you kill Joe? - No. Why would―
- Why would I do that? - You never liked him.
- Well, I don't like you. Never knocked you off.
I wouldn't do that to Rosa.
OK?
And honestly,
the guy was a drip.
Not worth going to jail for.
No, if I'm, uh...
I'm going down, it's gonna be for something meaningful.
Hey, mate.
How are you holdin' up?
- Hey, what's your thoughts on eels? - Eels?
Depends who you are and where you're from.
Monsters of the deep, kai,
kaitiaki.
It's all about what perspective you bring.
- So they're not a bad omen? - Only if you're looking for bad omens.
Are you?
Been feeling pretty dark lately.
- Haunted. - Haunted?
Every now and then since I was a kid, but...
it's gotten worse since I've been here.
It's a natural, normal part of life. Count yourself lucky.
Not everyone gets the privilege of walkin' with ghosts.
Uh, heads up ―
Charlotte's got the appeal fast-tracked.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Getting grilled by Preston tomorrow, and...
I don't know whether or not to tell him about Stephen's suicide attempt.
Uh, let me talk to Stephen.
We never should've let him back at work.
It's all he's got.
Hey, who called you? Last night, to come pick me up?
You did.
My phone was flat.
Well, I didn't recognise the number. I assumed it was Rosa's.
Rosa never had hers on her.
Why can't I just stay away from that bridge?
There's something you need to see.
I got obsessed.
After my accident.
Looking for answers.
Find any?
No. Only more questions.
- I haven't seen half these people. - Well, maybe the bridge isn't ready
to show them to you yet.
Hm.
Maybe it's me that's not ready.
You will be.
Give it time.
Ohh, these guys.
They started showing up after my accident.
Discovered my gift. They are so vibrant.
Alive.
How do I connect to the bridge?
Find out what it wants with me?
Should I be scared of it?
Well, we're all scared of things we don't know.
Hey, Ariki.
Hey. Uh...
the '50s couple, the ones that died at the bridge.
Yeah, what were their names?
Knock!
Joe.
Grub. The teenagers.
Evelyn McDonald and Walter Schmitt.
Everyone who has died at that bridge had a tooth on or near them.
They even found one in the kayak.
How did you know about McDonald and Schmidt?
I saw them. At the bridge.
Maybe it's a sign that... that you're going to die.
- Oh, God help us. - They've been marked by the bridge.
The majority of these cases were accidents or suicides.
Surely you must've known.
Good luck pitching that theory.
Didyouget a tooth?
I'm over this bullshit.
I've only ever done what...
is best for this town,
and if the community and the Department can't see that,
then fuck them.
I've done nothing wrong.
And I will not be put through the in―
the indignity
of an inquiry.
So un-until this mess is cleaned up,
I'm standing down.
It's an interim measure. I'm not gonna stand around and watch them
drag my name through the mud.
Hey, Preston's gonna be interviewing me.
What should I tell him?
Well, I'm sure you'll do the right thing.
What the hell just happened?
Bit of a surprise.
- Yeah, he's been... under a lot of pressure.
With Grub's death, all that rubbish with Lois and Charlotte,
town turning against him...
- State your name for the record. - Detective Ariki Davis.
To the best of your knowledge,
has Detective Senior Sergeant Stephen Tremaine ever operated outside his jurisdiction?
I haven't been here long enough to judge.
So nothing you would deem as inappropriate or...
an abuse of his power or position?
For the record,
Detective Ariki Davis is shaking his head.
It's out of character for him to stand down.
Was he fit for work?
Yeah.
It's hard to know which way it will go,
but I've heard the McCraes have lost some of their backers.
Great. I'll get that out to you straight away.
- Hi. - I stood down. On full pay.
Well, I'm not jumping through hoops,
- and you've been saying that I should take it easy, so... - Yeah.
Well, your golf clubs could do with an outing.
When are you gonna stop these backroom deals, Lois?
Please don't act like this is all my fault.
Itisyour fault!
- All of this is your fault. - You played by your own rules,
andnowyou don't like the game?
- Thank you, mate. I do appreciate it.
- Keep out of trouble? - I will.
Hey.
- When's the trial? - Uh, couple of months away.
But, um...
it won't come to that.
Dad's sent his watchdogs.
Best legal representation money can buy.
What about Rob?
Uh...
word is he'll get 200 hours' community service.
Where are you going?
Clear my head.
The McCraes. They have the most to lose.
Joe lodged an appeal with the Environmental Court the day that he was killed,
and if the water rights decision is overturned, it's likely they could go bankrupt.
Hard to ignore the timing.
And, as we know, Orlando Smythe,
big-city rich kid playing with the greenies,
and Rob Ryder ― they broke into the McCraes',
so it's possible that they ― or he ―
could've planted Joe's phone to frame them.
Possible or probable?
Uh, waiting to hear back from ERS.
- And Bennett? - Yeah.
So, his kids died in a car accident.
Joe was driving, so...
he has motive, but...
hard to know why he'd wait seven years to exact revenge.
We'll go ask him.
I'll look through the notes,
see if fresh eyes turn up anything new.
Hm.
- Thanks for your time. - Hi. Sure.
This way.
It's the start of a new school year,
so there's a meeting almost every night.
Plus I've... got a side-line business making bookcases.
What time do you get home?
Uh, late.
Uh, it's 11 most nights. 12 sometimes.
I'm always the last to lock up, so you can check ―
you know, there'll be a record of when I set the alarm code.
Must love your job.
Uh― Well, there's just...
not a lot to go home to, you know.
Me and the wife, we... split not long after, uh...
Well, the kids were the glue.
Must be hard working around kids all day.
Yeah, I dunno.
Sometimes it makes it feel like they're not so far away.
Did you kill him?
You know, every day since that accident,
I wanted to wring his bloody neck.
Now somebody's done it for me.
I thought his death would make me feel better.
Where can I get a copy of the alarm records?
- Uh, the office should have 'em. Otherwise the security firm.
I s'pose, uh, Tremaine's gonna press charges, eh?
Crooked piece of shit.
Oh, he didn't tell you?
I decked him.
Yeah. Should've done it years ago.
You'd have to ask him.
Oh, you cops.
You're all the same. You just look after your own.
Hey, just so you know,
Joe carried it with him every day. Oh, yeah?
Well.
They're all dead now, aren't they?
Had another one cut for you.
I'm sure it was just an oversight.
Thanks.
I can't bear thinking...
his killer's out there.
Walking around.
I will find who killed Joe,
and I'll make sure that they rot in jail.
I promise.
Yeah.
Uh, Jason Bennett ―
the alarm codes at the school showed that he was working that evening.
Plus there's some footage of him filling up at the garage.
- Well, we'll just keep digging. Something'll turn up.
Oh ― it's come to my attention
you're still living with Orlando and Rosa,
despite the conflict of interest.
Stephen's idea?
Now he's off the case, we'll sort you some appropriate accommodation.
We have to dial it up...
...in a multipronged attack.
Let's see if they're breaching any bylaws first.
I don't care if they're breaching any...
I hear Orlando pleaded not guilty.
- Hope that fucker goes down. - He'll go down.
Rob sold him out.
Uh, I know that he wasn't working the night Joe died,
but can I have a look at his roster for the week?
Well, he was rostered on, but it looks like he swapped shifts.
Hey.
- Hey. - Didn't think you were working.
I'm going up the river.
Surveillance mission. Usually Joe would go with me.
Do you wanna come?
Better than being stuck in the office?
Can you keep us steady?
We document the building site several times a day.
Make sure they don't push go before they're allowed.
Keeps them honest
if they know their movements are all being caught on film.
Let's go.
Jesus, Ariki!
Slow down.
Right!
Right! Go right!
BOY, ECHOING: Yeah, yeah, that's the one.
- Go on! - OK.
Please don't― Joe! Stop!
- Joe, turn it back on! Oh my God! - Oh my God.
- That is so... - I'm gonna die, literally!
- How 'bout this one? Here we go. Aaand...
Joe, turn it back―!
Oh―
Joe. Joe!
Joe.
Oh, thank God.
Now, Joe, it's― it's me, Stephen.
All right? You'll be OK. You'll be OK.
Have you been drinking?
Are you able to blow into this for me?
GASPS, WHISPERS: I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry. - Yeah, nah, you're all right.
You're all right, you're all right, you're all right.
I'm sorry.
God. You all right?
I saw myself crash.
And I thought I was gonna die, but―
I-I could see everything through Joe's eyes,
and I felt like I was right there.
Shut the door.
I saw Stephen again.
- On the bridge. - What?
- It was the past. It wasn't the future.
And Joe was drunk.
And Stephen covered it up.
I knew he did things his own way, but I would never have imagined
he'd cross a line like that.
Well, wh―why would he do that?
Uh, Stephen was his coach.
He always looked out for his boys.
If this gets out, it'll break him.
Your visions...
The bridge is reaching out to you.
Tell me what you see.
It's like coming home.
Ariki.
What were you doing with, uh, Lois?
I saw you.
In the office.
Uh, the bridge has been stirring up some things, and...
Lois is helping me through them.
The bridge?
Are you feelin' OK?
I... I feel good.
I'll catch you later?
- Maaka. - I can't do the development.
No more backroom deals.
Ah, it was a long shot.
And that timeframe ― nobody could've pulled it off.
Maybe it's time to put that raru with Charlotte to bed.
I didn't... realise you and Ariki were so close.
- His friend's just died. He's away from home.
Looked like more than that.
I don't know what you think you're doing, Lois,
but stop mucking around.
Respect the dead.
Leave that bridge alone.
Shit.
What are you doing?
- You're being a creep. - I was up to something.
Yeah, that's my problem, not yours.
Get out of the car.
- Excuse me? - Get out of the car!
Why can't you let this go?
Because if I'm not a cop, then I don't know who I am.
EXHALES, CHUCKLES: Oh my God.
I am so stupid. Why didn't I see this before?
You're Joe's dad.
You're Joe's dad?
I can― I can explain.
This is fucked.
The car crash.
His homicide investigation.
Ever since I got down here,
you have treated me like the son you never had.
'Son' this, 'son' that,
and all this time,
Joe was right under your nose,
desperate for a father!
I'm sorry.
Does Lois know?
No. No, no, no.
- Does she know? - No, no. No.
- I'm not the one you need to be saying sorry to. - You― No.
You tell her. You tell her, or I will.
What is it with you two freaks?
You both belong in the fuckin' loony bin.
I covered for you.
I put my arse on the line
- for some misguided loyalty! - Get off!
I lied!
But everyone is right!
You're a corrupt
piece of shit.
I should've let you jump off that fuckin' bridge.
Violence is not the answer.
I've just blown up my life!
All that damage has to count toward something.
- Is it enough to charge him? - It's enough
to bring him back in.
I've got all the answers you're looking for.