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on the train.

But who knows?

Probably.

Well, no, definitely

if you ask me,

but it's not on

our job sheet, so...

Looks like

the shroud of Turin.

Yeah.

Poor love thinks she's

seen Jesus or something.

Half the mouth-breathers

around here would say she did.

Speaking of which,

has anyone told you

about lucky Phil?

Okay.

Photo.

- Sorry.

Excuse me.

The bag.

No no no, shh.

No no, shh shh.

Just shut up.

Just shut up.

Shh shh shh.

It's okay.

No no no.

I'm okay.

Did anyone call the police?

Then he walks

down the carriage?

Yep.

Ahh!

- Comes back?

- Yeah.

Then what?

Then he put the gun

up to my head.

- Then what?

- Then he left.

He just left?

He just up and left?

- Yeah.

- Which door?

- I don't know.

- You don't know.

How did he get the photograph

without you noticing?

I don't know.

Come here.

What aren't you

telling me, Lavinia?

- Noel.

- No, please.

Why is this the bit that's missing

in all the statements you've made?

Why is this the part you

can't tell me anything about?

- What happened?

- I don't know.

- Just tell me please.

- What?

- Did you know him?

- Noel.

- Please!

- What?

- Had you seen him before?

- No!

Do you think he knew you? Had

you served him in the restaurant?

- No, I've never seen him.

- Why then?

Why do you think,

after all this...

Seven people,

Why, do you think,

did he let you go?

Don't you think

he should've?

What's on telly?

Is that the one where the

fat people get voted off?

I know, well, the gay guys

are always the funniest.

It's true.

I know, I know.

It's reality TV.

Soon it'll just be people

going to the toilet.

Who will get voted

off the toilet, you know?

G'day.

Hey.

John Smith.

You're kidding,

aren't you?

No.

No, it's just...

Sorry.

I guess it's not as bad

as John Citizen.

What do you mean?

Nothing.

I'm Graham McGahan.

How was your shift?

It was pretty

quiet, John.

Hmm, yeah.

I've had two interviews,

One with lucky Phil.

You've heard about him?

Two interviews,

one with a spastic.

No, I don't... sorry.

I don't mean it like that.

It's just frustrating,

you know?

Mmm. Hmmm.

Three.

Right,

thank you, gentlemen.

Shut your engine off,

please, sir.

It's a bit early in the day

for a breatho, isn't it?

Just a moment

of your time.

Copy of your license,

please.

You're not gonna Canary

the Ute, are you?

Not today.

Do you have occasion

to be in the area often?

Well yeah, I've been living just around

the corner for just about 35 years.

Oh.

Have you, in the last

four to seven days,

seen anyone standing where

that mannequin is over there?

Well yeah, I have.

Sir, it'd be of great

assistance to us

if you could give me as clear

a description as possible.

Mate, I can give you

his name. It's Phil.

Heydon. H-e-y-d-o-n.

Lucky Phil,

they call him.

I don't know why

they call him lucky.

He's a bit,

you know, slow.

- Hey.

- Good day. Don't go in.

- Why not?

- Some grown-ups are in there.

What's this?

New Shroud

of Turin.

And?

What am I supposed

to do with it?

How many interviews

did you have last night?

None.

Seriously,

why can't I go in?

You can if you want.

- What did you say to John?

- Nothing, why?

When I got here, he was

going, "What's wrong with...

Watch your step.

- How'd you go?

- Good.

- Did they ask lots of questions?

- Yes.

- How was that?

- Good.

- Did you get a biscuit?

- I ate them inside.

- That's all right this time.

- Okay.

- But not always.

- Okay, I have to go they said.

Okay, you can

pop in later.

Bowser.

When I got here, he was

going, "what's wrong with my name?

- What's so funny about my name?" John.

- Who?

I'm just saying

the preliminary interviews...

- being conducted by us...

- in that sense it hasn't...

Sorry, we did knock.

No, you're fine.

We'll get out

of your way.

- Thanks for your help with all this.

- It's fine.

- He's here every afternoon.

- It was really helpful.

- Who are they?

- No idea.

So what did you say?

- To who?

- To John.

Nothing, I just said he had

an interesting name.

Sit. Sit. Sit.

Bowser.

Bowser.

Down. Down.

Stay down.

Stay, sit.

Good.

Good boy.

- Hello?

- G'day.

You're new?

Yes, I am.

Where's that lady

that was here before?

Constable Harris?

She's gone home

for the night.

Oh.

Will I do?

Nah.

You sure?

Yeah.

She says I can visit...

I'm allowed...

and I can stay

as long as I want.

But I was

here before.

Yeah, I saw you.

Can I have

a biscuit?

Normally I can.

Sure.

Can I have two?

What happens normally?

Normally it's just one.

Okay, two.

But just this time.

Guess what the license

number of this caravan is.

Go on, guess.

I bet you can't.

You got me. I can't.

It's MIS612.

There was also

a white car

With 612.

NTM612.

I should eat

these outside

Because I

make crumbs.

Okay, Phil.

Hey, how did you

know my name?

Oh, we know

everything.

You know who

killed Fiona?

No.

Well, no.

No, I don't know that.

But you will

soon, huh?

G'day, mate. Hey.

Hey, mate, come here.

- Come here for a second.

- What?

Just want to have

a quiet chat with you.

What have I done now?

F***ing hell.

Let's just start with keeping

the language down, all right, mate?

- Now have you got any I.D. on you?

- No.

What's your name?

F***ing what have ID...

what was I doing?

What's your name, please?

Now I'll tell you

what I'll do instead.

I'm not interested in

what you're gonna do, mate.

Give you

a free shot, eh?

- Have a free shot.

- I'm not gonna do anything, mate.

- No, don't do anything.

- If you'll just settle down...

- don't do a f***ing thing.

- Okay, mate.

I'll tell you what, I'll

f***ing make it easy for you.

All right, mate.

Fun's done, okay?

- Now get on the ground.

- F*** off.

You're gonna cop some

of this? Get down!

- All right! F***.

- On your knees.

Hands in the air.

- Dean!

- Can you get back, please?

- Get your hands in the air!

- All right!

Keep them there.

Don't make

things worse.

Go on, go and have

some sleep.

What about

this prick?

Please put it down.

Please.

He's going to be

all right. Please.

You gonna

behave yourself?

- If you behave yourself...

- All right, all right.

I'm putting it

away then.

I'm putting

it away.

Okay?

Now get home.

Go on.

Idiot.

He's gonna be

all right.

You know,

he's crying and upset,

And the first thing you police

say after his fiancee is dead is,

"oh yes, you have a..."

you know, owns the gun,

take samples,

piss and blood

and other things,

and turn the house

inside out,

and ask his neighbor

if he argue.

You don't

come to him.

You don't come

and ask him to his face.

You seem all right,

But most of police

are slack asses.

Sorry, mate,

just cleaning up some mess.

You want anything

before I close up?

I'm sweet, thanks.

- All right.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Jump in, mate. Sorry.

I'm Constable

Graham McGahan.

I'm Craig Finlay.

F-i-n-l-a-y?

Yeah.

So how can I

help you, Craig?

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