Jack: Just one more thing I gotta do.

Joan: Can't wait to see you.

Jack: Bye, sweetheart.

Joan: We have some information, about where he might have been going.

Perhaps I can piece together his whereabouts.

and maybe even find somebody he met.

A friend of mine was here many years ago.

Summer: What did you say your friend's name was again?

Joan: Ian.

Do you remember him?

And then there's Summer.

She's desperate for a payday.

Does the name Melanie mean anything to you?

Summer: Is she a friend of your friend Ian?

Joan: I'm not sure.

What if Ian is someone I never knew?

Wouldn't want to know?

Joan: I rang my daughter, Liz.

I asked her about Ian.

He's wanted for murder.

Joan: [ Gasps softly ] What's that look about?

Jack: There's more.

[ Crashing ] Man: Oh, my God!

She's dead!

Joan: Ian wouldn't shoot anyone.

♪♪ What was it like, being a detective?

Jack: Lonely.

Down!

[ Gunshots ] I need an ambulance.

Officer down.

Liz: We're never gonna talk about how the job ended for you?

♪♪ Joan: The circumstances of my husband's death are unclear.

Denise: Maybe I could help?

Joan: His name was Ian Kirkhope.

Denise: No, sorry.

Joan: What about the name Rob Deacon?

Denise: No.

Joan: Thanks.

Denise: [ Exhales deeply ] Curtis: Dad?

Where have you been?

I've been so worried about you.

Joan: Who is this?

Curtis: It's Curtis.

Who's this?

Whe-- Where's my father?

♪♪ Satnav: You will reach your destination in three kilometers.

Joan: Finally here.

Satnav: Recalculating your destination.

Forest Hill.

Joan: Oh, you sodding... [ Scoffs ] Be quiet.

[ Car honking ] ♪♪ [ Honking continues ] ♪♪ Ian has a son.

It's still hard to get my head around it.

Jack: Makes sense why he came out to Australia.

Joan: Something must have happened between them.

For Curtis to be so adamant that he didn't want to have anything to do with me.

[ Engine revving ] [ Tires squeal, honking continues ] [ Honking aggressively ] What are you doing?

Jack: We're being followed.

Joan: Who by?

Man: Move over, get out of the road!

♪♪ Jack: The red Mini.

[ Engine revs ] ♪♪ Joan: What -- What's going on?

Where are you going?

[ Engine revving ] Jack: Summer!

What do you want?

What is this about?

Summer: Get out of the way!

[ Tires screeching, engine revving ] Joan: Summer, what are you doing?

Summer: Get out of my way!

Joan: Ah!

Jack: [ Groans ] Joan: Jack!

Jack!

Jack?

Jack, can you hear me?

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Woman: ...get the student nurses on this.

♪♪ Joan: Hey there.

♪♪ How's the patient?

♪♪ Jack: I think they tried to touch my... thingy.

[ Chuckles lightly ] Joan: Oh.

I'm sure they didn't mean to.

Jack: You know, they didn't hurt it or anything.

Joan: No.

Jack: They're very nice.

They're all very nice.

♪♪ Do you think I'm nice too?

Joan: I do.

Very.

Jack: [ Softly ] That's good.

Joan: [ Chuckles softly ] ♪♪ Jack: Joan?

I love everybody now.

Joan: [ Chuckles softly ] Jack: I love Diesel.

He's so funny.

And I love you, Joan.

And Lizzie.

I love you.

Liz: Dad?

Jack: Don't I?

I love you.

Joan: He's got a lot of painkillers on board.

Liz: Oh.

How bad are his injuries?

Joan: Concussion, bruised ribs.

They want to keep him in overnight.

Liz: [ Breathes deeply ] I'm glad you're alright.

Jack: Lizzie.

You are the best.

I don't tell you that enough, but... you know, you are the best.

♪♪ Joan: Oh, thank you.

Liz: So this Summer was following you.

Any idea why?

Joan: Summer and your father... uh, got to know each other quite well a couple of months ago.

Liz: So it's a jealous lover thing?

Joan: Mm, I don't think so.

But then I don't know.

I've no idea.

Liz: But Summer tracked you down and then targeted you when you confronted her?

Joan: I don't think it was like that.

I... I think it was more like panic.

Liz: An old mate throws himself in front of a moving car for you.

Quite the hero.

Joan: Silly sod.

Could've got himself killed.

♪♪ What's that look for?

Liz: Mm.

♪♪ I'll check in with the local CIB.

See where they're at with Summer.

Joan: Much appreciated.

Liz: When you see Summer, you call 000.

Then you ring me.

Joan: I will, Detective Inspector.

Liz: That's right.

[ Chuckles softly ] Take care.

Joan: Bye.

Liz: See you tomorrow.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Diesel barks ] Joan: Wooh-hoo.

Bill: Oh, can I give you some help there?

Joan: I can manage, actually.

Bill: You off to see your husband, are you?

Joan: Uh, just a friend.

Bill: Oh, no husband?

Oh, that -- that's good news.

Joan: Got to go.

Come on, boy.

Bill: Yeah, well, I hope your... friend gets better.

♪♪ ♪♪ Jack: [ Sighs ] ♪♪ G'day, mate.

Joan been looking after you?

Joan: If anyone asks, he's a therapy dog.

Jack: Okay.

Joan: I thought we could drive up to Noosa.

Take it easy for a few days.

Jack: And why would we want to do that?

Joan: Because you've been in a serious accident, and you need to rest.

Jack: Yeah, but we've gotta find Summer, figure out what she wants.

Joan: Liz can do that.

She's waiting to see you.

Jack: I don't think so.

♪♪ Joan: Not gonna talk you out of this, am I?

Jack: Nope.

Joan: Fine.

I'll go and get the van.

See you out front.

Jack: See you, mate.

Joan: Come on.

♪♪ Liz: There's no driver's license, no passport, not even a speeding ticket.

Jack: Yeah.

Liz: So last time you saw Summer, way back, she gave you a ride?

Jack: Yeah, but then I asked her to drop me off and she did.

No dramas.

Liz: Why the change of plan?

Jack: Well, I was worried about Joan.

Liz: And why was that?

Jack: Foreigner in a strange land, and... not the best driver.

Liz: We've talked about withholding evidence.

Do I have to bring up the quarter of a mil?

You're not on the job anymore.

These are serious matters.

You could've been killed yesterday.

Jack: I hear you, Liz.

Loud and clear.

But you don't have to worry because... we're gonna go and kick back in Noosa now.

Liz: Oh, why am I struggling to believe that?

Jack: Because you've got a suspicious mind.

You know where you get that from?

Your mother.

Liz: Oh, we all know who I get it from.

Bill: You've been in the wars, Darby.

Jack: What are you doing here?

Bill: Grapes?

I-I just wanted to see that you were okay.

Are you okay?

Jack: Right as rain, thanks for asking.

Well, you should be more careful in the future.

And you will be, won't you?

Liz: Dad, you gonna introduce us?

You worked together in the past, have you?

Bill: Oh, yeah, the golden years.

I'll let your Dad tell you all about it.

♪♪ Jack: Let it go, Liz.

Liz: Dad.

Jack: Just forget it.

[ Groans ] [ Grunts ] Ohh.

Joan: You should still be in bed.

Jack: You got that photo I found of Ian and Summer?

Joan: You mean Ian and Melanie?

Jack: That's who we're looking for.

Melanie Harrison.

Time to find out what's what.

Joan: Where do we start?

Jack: Well, I did some Googling.

Joan: I didn't know you were a Googler.

Jack: I'm crash hot at it.

Singer: ♪ I feel so... ♪ Instructor: Feel those crab legs.

And push, and push.

That's it.

Lovely, Lauren, just extend your arms.

Fabulous.

And now we're gonna move into a step-touch.

Teaching this all day every day.

No wonder Summer was so fit.

Jack: Melanie, according to the website.

Joan: Yeah.

Instructor: Here we go.

Melanie was here seven years, long before I took over.

Jack: Was?

Instructor: Yes.

When I bought the business from her boss I took it in a different direction.

Mel wasn't... the right cultural fit.

Joan: You mean she got too old?

Instructor: I didn't say that.

Joan: But that's what you meant.

Instructor: No, Melanie's attitude stank.

That's why she got fired.

Joan: Oh.

Sure.

Jack: Any idea where we might find her?

Instructor: What's this about?

You two debt collectors or something?

Jack: Run up a few debts, did she?

Instructor Owed money all around town.

It's probably why she took off.

Told everyone she had a big payday coming up north.

Joan: Did she ever mention a place called Rawson Ridge?

Instructor: We didn't spend a lot of time chatting.

Joan: She was essentially saying older women have no value, they're useless.

Just put them out to sodding pasture.

Makes me so angry.

Jack: I think you got that point across.

Joan: You sure you're up to all this running about?

Jack: Putting me out to pasture now, are you?

Joan: You?

Never.

Jack: Maybe we can stop, you know, just for a minute.

Joan: That's an excellent idea.

Jack: [ Exhales slowly ] Joan: How are we gonna find Summer -- Melanie?

Jack: Lots of dead ends.

Joan: Hmm... Jack: Well, while we figure it out, we'll go see Ian's son like we planned.

Joan: He doesn't want to see me.

He made it very clear on the phone.

Jack: Well, I'm sure you'll talk him into it.

You're very persuasive.

Joan: I don't think so.

he was quite definite.

Jack: Just a chat.

How action-packed can that be?

♪♪ I stand corrected.

Joan: Ah.

Imagine doing this for a living.

It's absolutely thrilling.

Jack: No thanks.

Joan: [ Laughs ] Curtis: Stuck that landing!

Man: Well done.

Joan: Hello, Curtis?

Hello, I'm Joan.

Joan Kirkhope.

Curtis: I was pretty clear on the phone.

Joan: Oh, yeah, I'm so sorry to ambush you like this.

Really.

Curtis: I haven't got anything to say.

Joan: Oh, but could we just -- Curtis: And I've got clients to prep for the next jump.

Joan: Ah, yeah, but c-could I ask you -- Curtis: Like I said, I've got clients.

Joan: Yeah, of course.

♪♪ Jack: Not happy.

Joan: I wish I could find a way to make it better.

Jack: If he won't talk to you, you can't make him.

Joan: You're right.

I need to do it on his terms.

Jack: Meaning?

Joan: Well, he says he's only got time to talk to clients.

Jack: You wouldn't.

Joan: I would.

Jack: 50 bucks says you won't.

Joan: You'd better be ready to put your money where your mouth is.

Curtis: So things are moving pretty fast at this stage but try and remember, when we exit the plane, we're in this position.

At that point, move into this position.

Now, when we're here, try and keep your back nice and arched.

Relax and enjoy the trip, and I will guide us safely to the landing spot.

♪♪ Who's first?

♪♪ Joan: [ Screaming ] What if I say no?

Curtis: Sounds a lot like "go!"

Joan: What?

Curtis: [ Laughs ] You -- You can say no if you want.

Joan: You only live once!

Curtis: [ Laughs ] Joan: [ Gasps ] Curtis: Three, two, one, jump!

Joan: [ Screams ] ♪♪ Jack: Of course she did it.

♪♪ Oh, bloody rich.

♪♪ Joan: Oh, wow, oh!

Oh, wow!

[ Screams ] Jack: Well done.

Joan: I did it.

It was incredible.

Jack: You did.

Curtis: I didn't think you'd go through with it.

Joan: Well, I had a great instructor.

Curtis: You only live once, yes?

ack: Jack Darby.

Curtis: Curtis Brennan.

Jack: Good to see you mate.

Joan: Oh, that was amazing.

Jack: Here you go, you won 50 bucks.

Joan: [ Laughing ] Told ya!

♪♪ This time last year, that was the first you'd heard from Ian?

Curtis: To phone up out of the blue like that... It rocked me, you know?

He is my father.

After all the years of wondering.

Joan: Must have been very difficult.

Curtis: I've never wanted to have anything to do with my biological parents.

But... it answered so many questions, just meeting him.

Joan: It must've been so emotional.

Curtis: It hurt like hell when he took off again.

Joan: Yeah.

Curtis: Not even saying goodbye.

Kind of hardens your heart, you know?

♪♪ Joan: Oh, Curtis.

You don't know?

Curtis: What?

♪♪ Joan: Your father died.

Curtis: What?

Joan: A short time after your meeting, it seems.

♪♪ Curtis: I thought he -- Joan: Abandoned you again?

Curtis: He's dead.

♪♪ You said, "It seems?"

Joan: There are some circumstances around his death I'm -- I'm still looking into.

There was some money.

I wonder now whether it was intended for you.

Curtis: We didn't talk about money.

I didn't ask him for anything, if that's why you're here.

Joan: Oh, no, I'm sure you didn't.

But the question remains, what was it for, and where did it come from?

Curtis: What do you mean?

Joan: This amount of money, in cash... ♪♪ it's hard to make sense of it.

Curtis: You think he was caught up in something?

Joan: It seems so, I'm afraid.

♪♪ Did he... tell you anything else?

♪♪ Curtis: Uh... We talked a lot about his life before he moved to the UK.

Being a lefty and all that.

How something bad happened.

Something that he didn't wanna talk about.

He said he didn't know that my birth mother was pregnant when he left Australia.

♪♪ He wished he did.

♪♪ And then he got this phone call.

Joan: A phone call?

Who from, do you know?

Curtis: No.

But he definitely knew who it was.

It was like all the color drained out of him.

Joan: And then what?

Curtis: He just left.

♪♪ He left his jacket and everything on the table.

I figured he'd come back for it.

♪♪ I've still got it.

♪♪ Joan: Poor Curtis.

How do you get over something like that?

Jack: How'd you go with Ian's phone?

♪♪ Joan: There were three incoming calls to Ian that day.

Jack: The car rental company?

Joan: Yes.

Jack: One from Curtis.

Joan: And a third one... Whoever it was, they were on the phone for seven-and-a-half minutes.

Jack: Let's give it a go.

Joan: [ Breathes deeply ] [ Line rings ] Denise: Hi.

You've reached Denise Redman.

Please leave a message.

[ Beeps ] Joan: Denise Redman.

Joan: Not Osprey Falls Denise.

Jack: Denise and Ian knew each other.

[ Sighs ] Denise: I'm not sure I know what you're talking about.

Jack: You are one of the last people to speak to Ian -- or Rob Deacon, as you knew him -- before he died.

Joan: He received a call from your telephone number that day.

His son told us that it was very disturbing.

Denise: His son?

You -- You've spoken to his son?

Joan: Yeah.

Denise: What's he like?

Joan: Ian all over.

Jack: Why do you ask what he was like?

Denise: Oh, I don't know.

I don't know, I haven't... Jack: You knew he had a son.

Denise: Why did I say that?

It's silly, really.

It's none of my business.

Joan: You knew Ian, didn't you?

♪♪ Your grief.

The fiancé you lost.

You knew exactly who I was asking about at Osprey Falls, but you didn't say anything.

♪♪ Jack: What did you talk to Ian about?

♪♪ Denise: Not here.

♪♪ Joan: Let me.

Denise: I didn't know I was pregnant when it happened, and then when Rob... Ian left... I was alone in it.

It was a different time, you know?

So I gave up my baby boy.

[ Sobbing ] Not a day goes by when I... when I wish I hadn't.

♪♪ How is he?

Is he well?

Joan: Yeah.

He's happily married, two children, and he jumps out of planes for a living.

♪♪ That call...to Ian -- What did you talk about?

Denise: I reached out to him a few years ago about the last time that Curtis refused contact, and I thought maybe we could make an approach together.

Joan: How did you find him?

Ian, I mean.

Denise: Well, I knew that he would never give up his work.

And so I started looking at the delegate listings for geology conferences.

♪♪ And there he was.

Joan: But he was living under a false name then, so how did you know it was him?

Denise: I recognized the photo.

Joan: Right.

♪♪ So he came to Australia to meet his son?

Denise: I didn't know that he'd reached out to him.

And then the next thing I read in the paper about Ian dying alone in the bush like that.

♪♪ Denise: So you -- you have no idea why else he might have come to Australia?

Denise: No.

Joan: But when we talked at Osprey Falls, you knew who I was asking about, and you didn't say anything.

Denise: It was painful.

Everything that I went through after Rob ran out on me.

When you spend the whole life trying to put the past behind you, it's a very hard habit to break.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Jack: Tea's up.

♪♪ Joan: Look what I found.

♪♪ Jack: What have we here?

A USB drive.

Liz: And this was in Ian's jacket?

Joan: Yeah, he left it behind after he met with his son.

♪♪ Liz: You two have been busy.

Jack: We clued you in as soon as we found it.

Liz: With just a little witness tampering along the way.

Jack: Preliminary inquiry.

Liz: So much for Noosa.

Jack: Ready?

Joan: Yeah.

Ian: What do we want?

Protesters: The right to protest!

Ian: When do we want it?

Protesters: Now!

Jack: Video of the protest.

Ian: What do we want?

Joan: That's Ian.

Ian: When do we want it?

Protesters: Now!

Denise: Film everything.

Show how violent these cops can be.

Joan: Is that...?

Denise: Can you do that?

Joan: Denise.

Jack: Yeah.

She was there.

[ Indistinct shouting ] Man: Move!

Move!

Hurry up!

Come on!

Come on!

Fight back!

Go!

[ Indistinct shouting ] Polly: They're coming from the east.

I repeat, they are coming from the east with weapons.

Jack: Is that the undercover officer?

Liz: Constable Polly Wilson.

Ian: Polly?

What are you saying?

Polly: Get off!

Woman: Get off of him!

Jack: Who's behind the camera?

Liz: There's no visual on her.

Ian: You're one of them?

Woman: Get off of him!

[ Indistinct shouting ] Ian: We trusted you!

[ Gunshot ] Joan: Ah!

Jack: You alright with this?

Joan: I want to see it all.

♪♪ ♪♪ We -- We still -- We still don't know exactly what happened when the gun went off.

♪♪ Jack: Wind it back, Lizzie.

Just -- Just before the gunshot.

[ Tape whirs ] Ian: What are you saying?

Woman: Get off!

Get off of him!

Ian: What are you doing?

Jack: There.

♪♪ That's Summer.

♪♪ ♪♪ Joan: This is a photo taken at the time.

Summer's in the green dress.

♪♪ Jack: Summer was there.

♪♪ So Summer was a witness to it all.

Makes you wonder.

Liz: What if she was blackmailing Ian over the shooting?

Jack: Makes sense with the cash Ian had.

And how cagey Summer was around Joan.

Explains why she was following us too.

Liz: If she thought you had the 250 grand.

Jack: Smart thinking.

Liz: I tracked down that friend of yours from the hospital -- Detective Senior Sergeant Bill Carlton.

Lots of unsavory rumors about him.

But I don't have to tell you.

Jack: Knew a lot of blokes back in the day.

Hard to keep track of 'em.

Liz: Should I be worried?

Jack: You should never be worried about me, Lizzie.

Liz: Ugh, Dad, I know you like to play your cards close to your chest.

Jack: Let's keep them there then, eh?

Liz: Well, if you need help, you let me know.

You got work to do?

♪♪ ♪♪ Joan: I think we deserve a beer.

Jack: Painkillers.

Joan: Oh, not with this.

Oh, Jack.

Come on, you better lie down.

Jack: I'll get my swag in a minute.

Joan: No, just lie on the bed.

Jack: Well, just for a bit.

[ Groans ] [ Groans ] Oh, that's lovely.

I'd forgotten what a bed was like.

Joan: Well, you're sleeping there tonight.

Jack: No, no, I can't.

I can't.

Joan: You've been hit by a car.

You're sleeping in this bed and that's the end of it.

Jack: Where are you gonna sleep?

Joan: Well, I quite fancy sleeping outside in the swag.

Jack: [ Laughs ] [ Groans ] Don't make me laugh.

It hurts.

Joan: Now, sleep.

Jack: Joan?

Joan: What?

Jack: Thanks.

Joan: For what?

Jack: Well, you know.

Just thanks.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ Joan: Yeah, he spent the night in hospital.

Rebecca: Is he okay?

Joan: Yeah, yeah.

He's alright now.

He's asleep in my bed.

Rebecca: Oh, hello!

Joan: No, Rebecca, it's not like that!

I slept in his swag last night.

Rebecca: Outside?

On the ground?

Joan: Yes!

It was wonderful.

Under the stars.

Rebecca: What about all the snakes?!

Joan: I had Diesel to protect me.

Rebecca: Jack really has had quite an effect on you, hasn't he?

I think it's great that you two have each other.

It's a huge thing to trust a man again after everything that happened with Dad.

Joan: I do trust Jack, but that's not what's going on between us.

Rebecca: So the timing is a bit weird with the Dad stuff.

Whatever.

Frankly, Dad's a bit of... I mean, he killed someone.

Joan: Becca, I know you're angry.

I know you're hurting, but... he was a good father to you, don't forget that.

Rebecca: Perhaps not to Curtis.

Joan: Isn't that something?

You have a brother!

Rebecca: No thanks to Dad.

Joan: Well, he didn't know about Curtis.

Rebecca: Denise said that she tracked him down ages ago.

So he knew.

he just didn't tell us.

Joan: Maybe he was protecting us from whatever it was that happened all those years ago.

Rebecca: He was protecting himself.

He has been incredibly selfish.

He does not deserve our loyalty, and he certainly shouldn't be the reason you deny yourself some happiness with Jack.

Joan: Oh, Rebecca!

Rebecca: I've seen how you are with each other.

Whatever it is you have with Jack, I'm glad you have it.

Joan: You, my little darling, can be quite exasperating.

Rebecca: Right back at you, Mother.

Joan: [ Laughs ] Rebecca: If there's any more news about Dad, you'll call me, yes?

Joan: Yeah, of course I will.

Rebecca: I love you.

Joan: Love you too.

♪♪ [ Sighs deeply ] Jack: Joan?

Joan: Ah!

[ Sighs ] Jack: You okay?

Joan: Yeah, I'm just jumping at shadows.

How are you feeling?

Jack: A little sore.

Joan: Bet you are.

What were you and Liz talking about last night?

You didn't tell me.

Jack: Oh, just going over the case with her.

Joan: Hey, you picked up the swag.

You shouldn't be doing things like that!

Jack: I'm just trying to help.

[ Clattering ] Joan: Summer!

Jack: Summer.

Summer: Where is it?

I know you took it.

Jack: Took what?

Summer: The money.

I know you went to the storage place.

I saw the security footage.

Joan: The money's with the police now.

Summer: Oh, you are lying.

Jack: It's true.

Summer: [ Breathing heavily ] What?

♪♪ Joan: You were there.

♪♪ You were there when the officer was shot.

When you found out that Ian was back in the country, what did you do?

Did you try to blackmail him over the shooting?

Summer: You don't know what happened.

Joan: Oh, please, just try to explain it.

Summer!

Don't!

Jack: [ Groans ] Summer: I'm not the one who needs to tell the truth!

Joan: Okay?

Jack: I'll be alright.

[ Engine starts ] [ Vehicle departs ] I know where she's heading.

We need to hurry.

Denise: There's nothing I can do.

Summer: Then do something else!

Make a call!

Denise: Call who?

There's no more money.

The house is mortgaged up to the hilt.

Jack: Summer.

Joan: Summer.

Jack: Denise gave the money to Ian.

Summer: What?

Joan: And Ian died before he could get it to you.

A heart attack.

Summer: I... Jack: Hey, Summer.

Summer!

Summer.

Summer: I want what I deserve.

Jack: Summer, put that down.

Summer: No!

Stop it.

Jack: No, no, calm down.

Summer: I am sick of being cheated.

Ascher and Ian and men and their stupid games.

I'm sick of being cheated.

Jack: Give me the gun.

Summer: No!

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Joan: No.

No.

No, it's not.

But what you're doing now is only gonna make it worse.

Summer: I kept her secret all these years.

I want what I deserve.

Joan: Ian covered for you, Denise, didn't he?

♪♪ Denise?

You got hold of the officer's gun when they were arguing... and you fired the shot.

Denise: It was an accident.

♪♪ Summer: Get off!

Get off of him!

What are you doing?

Get off of him.

Denise: Just get off of him!

Polly: No!

[ Gunshot ] Ian: Hey!

[ Woman screams ] ♪♪ Denise: [ Sobbing ] I never meant to hurt her.

♪♪ Ian said... Ian: Go.

Run, run!

Go on!

Make sure they see you out there!

Jack: Gave you an alibi.

Denise: And the afterwards, he said he'd figure it out.

But you kill a cop in Queensland back then... Jack: They come after you.

Denise: Yeah.

Joan: So he wanted them to think that he had fired the shot.

Jack: And then he stole Ian Kirkhope's identity and he fled to England.

Joan: I knew it.

I knew he couldn't be a killer.

Denise: [ Sobbing ] No.

Never.

Jack: But Summer saw everything.

And you filmed most of it, didn't you?

♪♪ And you kept the film.

♪♪ Summer: I never got to decide because Ian decided.

And then Ascher decided.

Everyone decided my life for me.

I didn't get to decide.

Joan: Now, Melanie... Now you can decide.

♪♪ Summer: It wasn't supposed to be this way.

♪♪ [ Sobbing ] I needed to start a new life.

Jack: That's good.

Come on, that's good.

[ Sobbing continues ] Joan: It'll be alright.

♪♪ [ indistinct radio chatter ] ♪♪ Can I call someone for you?

Denise: Thank you.

My sister's coming to the station.

Joan: Okay.

Denise: She was right.

I should have come forward years ago.

Joan: I can't imagine the cost of keeping that secret for so long.

It's a relief to have it out in the open, actually.

Does that make sense?

Joan: Oh, yes.

Officer: Time to go.

♪♪ Denise: Joan.

Joan!

Joan: What?

Denise: [ Exhales sharply ] You should know that Ian was going to tell you everything when he got back home.

♪♪ He was so troubled by coming out here with me to find Summer.

♪♪ He thought he'd have time to share the truth with you.

♪♪ Sadly, he didn't.

♪♪ I know what it was like for him -- protecting those he loved from something awful.

Thinking, "There'll be time to put things right."

Joan: Thank you.

Officer: Let's go.

Mind your step.

♪♪ Liz: So Summer kept the tape all these years?

Jack: That's why Denise went to Denver to see Ian.

Tell him about the blackmail.

Liz: Then he has a son who was put up for adoption.

And then he comes to Australia to face down Summer.

Jack: To make sure Denise isn't implicated.

♪♪ Liz: I need you and Joan to make statements.

Then will you please piss off to Noosa?

Jack: Joan's got things she needs to do.

Liz: Curtis?

Jack: Mm-hmm.

Liz: Um...I thought you'd wanna see this.

The reason you were forced out.

Jack: A long time ago.

Liz: They fitted you up.

You never told me.

Why not?

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

Liz: Well, when you're ready to clear our name... you let me know.

♪♪ You didn't get this from me.

Jack: See you soon.

♪♪ ♪♪ Joan: Got something for you.

It was your Dad's.

♪♪ I'm sure he'd want you to have it.

♪♪ I know it's all a bit of a mess right now, but Denise always cared about you.

She was just too young.

She knew she couldn't give you what you deserved.

♪♪ She would really love to see you now.

Especially now.

Curtis: I've got my own family.

♪♪ Joan: Here are her details just in case you change your mind.

And you have mine, if you need me.

For what it's worth.

♪♪ [ Sighs ] ♪♪ Oh, you're so like him.

♪♪ Curtis: What about you?

Going home now?

Joan: Um... not quite yet.

Curtis: Thank you.

Joan: Goodbye, Curtis.

♪♪ [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ Jack: Who's a good boy?

That better?

Eh?

Rebecca: Are you sure?

It's a long way to go.

Joan: Oh, stop worrying.

I'll be fine.

Rebecca: It's good.

Closure, right?

Seeing where Dad died.

Joan: I'll call you if I need to.

Rebecca: You better.

Love you.

Joan: Love you too.

[ Diesel barks ] [ Birds chirping ] Well.

This is the place his body was found.

It's so beautiful.

Jack: I'll walk down with you.

Joan: Oh, no.

I'll... I'll say goodbye to him on my own.

Jack: Alright.

[ Woman vocalizing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Vocalizing continues ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Boy: Careful, lady!

Joan: What?

Boy: There's crocs in there.

Joan: Oh, no!

[ Boys laughing ] Oh, you rascals!

[ Laughter continues ] [ Laughs ] ♪♪ ♪♪ Oh!

♪♪ Jack: End up in the drink, did you?

Joan: Yeah.

Had a little brush with a crocodile.

Jack: Really?

This far inland?

They're adventurous, those crocs, aren't they?

Joan: What you got there?

Jack: Oh, that fella at the hospital.

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

Joan: Okay.

Jack: By myself.

Could be dangerous.

Joan: Well, in that case, you're definitely not doing it alone.

Jack: Joan... Joan: That's not how we do things.

We're a good team, remember?

Jack: We are indeed.

Joan: [ Chuckles ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪