City Homicide (2007) Episode Scripts

N/A - Once Bitten

(DOOR BANG-S) Hey! Hey, boys.
Hey.
Police.
Police.
Stop there.
Sorry.
SONG: J' Get your silk suits on Get your silk suits on J' Ain't nobody else ain't got it going on J' Put your silk suits on Get your silk suits on J' I love it, baby, when you put your silk suits on J' I want to tell you something J' I want to tell you right now J' I want to tell you one thing J' Well, there's one thing, baby, that I'd like to say J' That your silk suits look good, honey, every old day now J' (MAN Yells) (RHYS GROANS) J' Oh, yeah Put your sneakers on J' Oh, yeah Put your black dress on J' Oh, yeah Put your silk suits on.
J' I'm really sorry about all that, hey? How is she? Oh, she's shaken up, but she'll live, no thanks to those kids.
Yeah.
Did you get them? No.
No, they got away.
You saw them? Sorry, mate.
What about the barber's? Who owns that? That's Charlie's shop.
Charlie Andrikidis.
Great.
Can you point him out to me? Um He's not here.
OK.
(DOOR CREAKS) Hello? Nick? No, I'm calling in a murder.
No, mate.
I can tell you what they were wearing.
But I guess you already got that, right? Right.
And you haven't seen them round here before? I think like a couple of times, yeah.
Alright, Mr Gooding.
It looks as though I've got all your details.
Brody Gooding.
Brody with a 'Y'? It's 'l-E', mate.
We'll need a statement off you in the next couple of days, but in the meantime, you think of anything, give me a call.
Yeah, no worries.
Are these yours, Detective? Oh, thanks, Peter.
To kill Charlie for a few hundred bucks I mean, people are already frightened to come down here and we just want this to be a nice shopping strip for families.
In relation to the attack on Mr Andrikidis, did you actually see anything? No.
No, no.
I was in my cafe.
I heard the noise, I came out to see what was up, I saw everyone looking after the lady who got knocked down, and I just went to help.
MAN: Can I re-open today? NICK: Uniforms will let you know.
MATT:: Detectives.
What have we got? Barramundi, oysters and prawns.
Sorry, Sarge.
Best fishmonger in town.
What have we really got? One victim, elderly male.
NICK: The name's Charlie Andrikidis.
He owns this barber shop.
He was stabbed.
It looks like a robbery.
The till's empty.
Blood patterns suggest he was pulled towards the blade.
Single stab wound to the heart and no murder weapon left at the scene.
You saw his attackers? I saw two people running from the barber's.
Both teenagers, I think.
One of them definitely was.
I chased him.
Got a good look.
Reckon you can do a facefit? Yeah.
So what are you still doing here? Uniforms can get witness statements.
Nick can liaise with Crime Scene.
Go! Sergeant.
(PHONE RINGS) Rhys Levitt.
Yes, Sarge, facefit's been done.
I've got copies being sent out to you.
Yeah.
Yep, on my way.
No.
Officially on deck now, are we? All hands to the pumps.
What can you tell me? Not much so far.
Some background on the victim, Charlie Andrikidis.
Been here 20 years, old-fashioned and bull-headed, according to the other shop owners, but nothing to suggest a motive other than robbery.
What about the facefit? Anything? Are you sure this is a good likeness? Yeah, spot on.
Why? Are you not getting any hits? Maybe they're just getting sick of us.
Missing little girl.
This whole suburb's been non-stop doorknocked for the last few weeks.
Well, it didn't take the cafe guy long to claim a bit more footpath, did it? You boys want a coffee? Latte or a long black? Oh, no, thanks.
Are you already open for business again, Mr Emmanouel.
Yeah, your boys gave me the go-ahead.
Take a look at this for us, will you? Sure.
Do you recognise this face? No, I don't know him.
That's one of the teenagers seen running from Mr Andrikidis's shop.
You sure you don't recognise him? No, sorry.
I was inside.
OK.
Thanks.
Have you blokes spoken to Murray Denton round the corner? He owns the toy shop.
Those kids, they would've run straight past it.
Uniforms tried there earlier.
Closed.
Popular.
(KNOCKS BRIEFLY) (TRAIN TOOTS) (BELL RINGS) What's this about? I think you know what it's about, Mr Denton.
A local shopkeeper was killed today and you left the scene before we could question you.
Didn't know you needed to ask me questions.
The offenders ran right past your shop.
Offenders? Who did they offend? Mr Denton That's Pears soap, isn't it? A.
& F.
Pears was formally established in 1835.
They won the prize medal at the Great Exhibition.
In 1850, right? Ah, right.
('FUR ELISE' PLAYS) So you fix all these things as well as sell them? Yep.
And you've got a workshop back at the store? DENTON: Yeah, upstairs.
Bet you get pretty absorbed.
Finicky work.
You must notice when customers come in the store, though.
There was one boy but he didn't buy anything.
OK.
Did you get a good look at him? His hood was up.
I couldn't see his face.
What colour was his hood? Red checks.
What about this face? Do you recognise him? He didn't come into the shop.
So why did you close your shop early today, Murray? I was upset about what happened so I came home.
I have some glue drying.
Do you mind? One more thing, Mr Denton.
Your car.
Are you aware it's been vandalised? Yes.
We'll see ourselves out.
('FUR ELISE' CONTINUES PLAYING) Can anybody smell sardines? Oh, my fish! Who's the new face? RHYS: That's Murray Denton.
He owns a toy shop round the corner from the scene.
We think the second offender hid in there while I was chasing that guy.
ALLIE: You get a description of the second kid? Red checked hoodie.
That's it.
But Mr Denton's reticence caught our interest.
Yeah, that plus the fact that his car had been tagged with the word 'pervert'.
Denton's a loner, bit of a strange one, and the Lorelei task force think so too.
The task force into the missing little girl? Yeah, yeah.
Just checked with them.
They've been back to talk to him three times.
MATT:: So he's a bit of a strange fish, is he? RHYS: Well, he seems like he's borderline Asperger's to me.
Ooh, you love pulling out that Oxford degree, don't you? Denton doesn't relate.
He's low on social skills and emotional understanding.
He takes things literally.
Or he's just stonewalling us.
We caught Rhys's kid.
Uniforms spotted him at a squat on Richmond Road and they grabbed him.
See? I told you it was a good facefit.
Leave me alone! You're always picking on me.
If you want these cuffs off I suggest you start behaving yourself.
Thanks, Todd.
Anyone with him? Not in the street.
Nobody home in the squat.
We've organised a search of his gear.
Remember me? No.
Detective Dickhead, is it? Should muzzle him too.
Empty his pockets? Piss off! (GROANS) (GRUNTS) You got him? Yeah.
Think you two can take it from here? NICK: Love to.
Come on.
TODD: We'll come back for the cuffs.
It's very simple, mate.
I'm just asking you to confirm your name.
I already told you.
Brad Pitt.
You might want to revise your attitude, Jai.
JAI: Why? Oh, let's see.
Possession of a banned substance.
JAI: Only person I'm killing is myself, right? Is that the lecture? NICK: And suspicion of murder.
How's that? Oh, piss off, cockhead.
(SHOUTS) You need to start taking this seriously.
An old man is dead.
it's nothing to do with me.
You were seen running from his shop, you and your mate.
(NICK CLEARS HIS THROAT) NICK: So we've got you on possession and there's probably enough in the baggie to go with intent to supply.
Crap.
Alright, talk to us about the murder weapon.
Where is it? I haven't got a weapon.
What weapon? The knife you used to kill the barber, Charlie Andrikidis.
No, I don't I don't use knives.
You probably didn't mean to kill him, just scare him a bit, steal the money from his till so you could buy some more goodies.
Like my colleague said, you were seen running from his shop.
Look, we didn't use any knife on him, OK? He said we were nicking stuff and then he came at us.
So we bashed him, sure, and then we ran, but that was it.
And the money? The money? Yeah, OK.
We We took the money.
That doesn't make sense, Jai.
What are you supposed to have stolen from a barber's? You killed him, didn't you? You and your mate.
No, we didn't, OK? I swear.
OK.
Well, then, give us his name, your mate.
NICK: See if he backs up your story.
I don't dob.
So all these things were with Jai's? On the mattress next to his.
His partner in crime.
Any ID? (DUNCAN CHUCKLES) AS if.
Uniforms are searching for a second male, right? Mm-hm.
So what's he want with a box of tampons? Update from Duncan.
Jai's mate's a girl.
What the hell is that? it's nothing.
'Nothing' be buggered.
Show me.
Little bastard bit me.
Oh, come on.
It's just a bite.
No, it's not, and it's affecting the way you're dealing with the suspect.
I was trying to break him.
Yeah? RHYS: Yeah.
Well, that's a judgment call, and your judgment's off.
Get a blood test and put in a report.
The kid's a user.
Oh, you think? Sergeant, anyone track down Jai's girlfriend yet? Early days.
Briefing in five before we all go home.
Matt's not going to be happy if he finds out on his own.
Yeah, well, there's nothing to find out.
I'd get myself checked, but it's your call.
Yeah, it is.
His shoplifting story doesn't make sense.
Well, it does to Jai.
That's the way he lives, from one lie to the next.
But the truth is they tried to rob the victim to get money for drugs.
He resisted, they stabbed him, snatched the cash.
DUNCAN: Which isn't with the kid's stuff.
Maybe he shot it up.
Or his girl's still got it.
ALLIE: Wherever she is.
What about the doorknock? I don't know.
Everyone's cagey.
Nobody saw anything and nobody wants to look at any photos.
Yeah, not one shop on that strip has security video footage.
Well, they've got security cameras.
I saw some.
Yeah, they're all switched off or, supposedly, broken.
Maybe they were encouraged to switch them off.
A protection racket.
That would explain the barber's murder.
So he refuses payment all of a sudden and they kill him? ALLIE: Why not? We're talking about junkies.
They're not capable of running a protection racket.
Alright, so if it's not Jai or his girlfriend, who's the big boss man? Let's find out.
Go back to the shops, re-interview everyone in the morning with this new information, see what turns up.
We'll be transferring him to the cells soon, Todd.
I don't mind babysitting for a few minutes if you want to duck out.
TODD: Take as long as you like.
(DOOR CLOSES) Hands free, huh? You want a smoke? Yeah, OK.
Yeah, I bet you do.
Must be a bastard, not being able to smoke here or in the cells.
It's going to be a long night.
Camera's off, Jai.
Hey.
Hey, now.
You touch me, I'll report you.
(SOFTLY) No, no.
It's not my style.
The old school, they have ways.
That thing about hitting you with a phone book, though, that's not true.
No, they place it carefully against your kidneys and then they hit it with a baton or a torch.
Very painful but no apparent bruising.
(FORCEFULLY) Sit down.
I said, “Sit down.
” Yeah.
They can be nasty, the old school.
People used to end up in hospitals.
There's a sick bay in remand too.
Did you know that? And unless you get your arse in there and request a blood test, all the heps, A, B and C, and anything else that might ail you, I'll be speaking to my superintendent.
His name is Jarvis and he is very old school.
Leave me alone.
Or what? You'll bite me too? Get the tests done in remand tonight and have them fax me the results .
.
or you'll have another reason to visit sick bay.
(KEYS JINGLE) (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES) Hi, love.
Oh, hey, Bernie.
How was your day? (GROANS) I wouldn't call it good.
It was an interesting day, I'll say that.
The highlight of mine was a 10-minute chat with the commissioner about his lawn bowls team.
There's lemon and ginger in the vegie crisper.
What? For the barramundi.
Right.
(laughs flatly) (SIGHS HEAVILY) Don't take it so hard.
It was only a fish and I've already eaten.
Do you think I'm cut out for Homicide? Do you think you're not? I don't know.
I just How are you getting on with your sergeant? Yeah, good.
I've stuffed up a few times.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, only a few? (SIGHS) Yeah.
Look, what is wrong with you? You blitzed detective school, you mastered Criminology at Oxford, and the panel wouldn't have selected you for Homicide if they didn't think you could do the job.
Wouldn't they? (SCOFFS) You absolutely got this job on your own merits.
Yeah.
Well, that's not what everyone else thinks.
Oh, so what? Man up.
(G ROANS WITH PAIN) What? (GASPS) Oh, it's nothing.
Show me.
God.
That's a bite.
Idiots.
Have you got those kids yet? No, we're just following up on a few things.
We believe that one of the offenders from yesterday's attack was female.
Really? A girl? NICK: Is that a surprise? She was in your shop for a while, wasn't she? And? And you didn't spot she was a girl? No.
I was upstairs when I heard someone come in.
I looked and I saw someone with a hood.
I came downstairs and he was gone.
She.
I think you're lying to us, Mr Denton.
In an area like that, why would you go upstairs and leave your shop wide open? It's a protection scam.
You've seen the girl before.
She and her mate come in and get money off you every week.
No.
All of these shops.
Couple hundred bucks a week is a lot to some of these old traders, but it's better to pay up than have to clean up the mess.
You're not telling me it's just two kids that have you all over a barrel?! Sometimes it's them, sometimes others.
it's a gang.
Thanks, guys.
Come on, Kostas.
Mate, I don't want to say any more, alright? They know you're a cop.
One of them could be watching us right now.
Oi, where are you off to? Oi, piss off, you pervert.
RHYS: Hey, stop! Police.
RHYS: Hey, stop! Police.
RHYS: Stop! (GIRL GROANS) Help! Help! He's grabbing my tits.
Oh, yeah.
You wish.
You bastards.
I'm arresting you for questioning in relation to the murder of Charlie Andrikidis.
(LAUGHS) (SLURS) He looks like a cop.
You don't.
Well, you don't look like a junkie.
At least, you wouldn't if you cleaned yourself up a bit.
Want to hose me down, do you? Not particularly.
Corrections can do that.
When you're remanded for murder.
Where's the money, Holly? Up here.
So you admit to stealing the money from the barber's.
What happened? Didn't want to pay his protection so you stabbed him? (SCOFFS) We didn't Stab him.
NICK: We? Yeah.
Tricky, youse are, hey? Not really.
We already knew Jai was part of it.
RHYS: How do you think I caught you? He told me what you look like, Holly.
Holly! Nah, Jai didn't stab the bloke either.
We just bashed him.
He was short on his money, and if we go back to Eagle short on our pick-up he gets really pissed off.
NICK: Hmm, we know all about Eagle.
Jai gave us him as well.
HOLLY: Yeah, bull.
Jai's not dumb.
Gave you Eagle.
You expect me to believe that? We don't expect anything, Holly.
We just came in to see if you were alright.
RHYS: I had him.
What? Eagle? Yeah, he called himself Brodie Gooding.
He had a huge bird tatt on his chest.
He was at the square when the incident happened.
Did he have the opportunity? To duck in and finish the job? Well, yeah.
Definitely possible.
I can't believe it.
The killer could have been standing right in front of me and I just I just let him walk away.
Oh, Sergeant Ryan.
Ma'am? Case progressing well? Ma'am.
And Detective Levitt? How's he going? Is this a personal inquiry, ma'am? No, I want your honest professional assessment of him, Sergeant.
I am not looking for special consideration for him.
Well, I haven't seen enough of his work to make a judgment yet.
He is at least enthusiastic.
Yeah, but operationally.
As far as the street smarts are concerned, do you feel he's a little bit out of his depth? What do you mean? Well, getting bitten by a junkie.
I'm keeping a close eye on him.
Good.
MATT:: First, you will follow procedures.
You get hurt, you lose a piece of equipment, any incident that requires reporting, you report it! Second, on the Eagle issue.
You never take a name as read.
You look at ID.
I was off duty.
We're never off duty.
Buchanan.
Third, your connections in command mean absolutely nothing to me.
In fact, if I were you, I would regard them as a liability rather than an asset.
Yes, Sergeant.
You get judged on performance here, mate, and performance alone, and a nice little facefit doesn't cut it.
You need to pick up your game.
Clear? Clear, Sergeant.
I want that injury report on my desk in half an hour.
Then you can get out there and assist your colleagues in finding the man whose ID you did not check.
Alright? Yes, Sergeant.
Does anyone else apart from Commander Waverley know about your injury? No.
No, I haven't told anyone.
(KNOCK ON DOOR) Rhys? Uniforms have located your man.
The eagle has landed.
Answering to his real name, Brent Warren.
Might have found the murder weapon.
(SWALLOWS HEAVILY) Get reamed? It only hurts when I walk.
(LAUGHS) I didn't murder anybody.
No? Well, you should have ditched this, Brent.
Brodie.
Whatever.
This is off to the lab for testing.
Last chance to come clean before the science nails you.
Well, send it off.
Go on.
(CLICKS TONGUE) (LAUGHS) I didn't kill the old man.
NICK: OK.
So why did you resist when uniforms spotted you? Call it a reflex.
Call it revealing.
Ooh.
You resisted because you're some sort of mini Fagin, aren't you? Huh? The kids you run collect protection money for you while you sit back and keep your hands clean.
You're taking three to four grand a week out of the shops in that area, paying the kids a cut, a tiny cut at that.
RHYS: They're scared of you.
We're applying for a warrant to search your place, your car, and we will find something.
No, you won't.
We believe you were in York Square when Mr Andrikidis, the barber, had a go at your bagmen.
NICK: We believe you witnessed this and you became concerned that Mr Andrikidis would expose your protection racket.
RHYS: So you killed him.
I don't give a rat's, what you believe.
Alright? I didn't do anything to that old bugger.
Get it? He was stabbed.
And we'll prove the knife is yours.
No, you won't.
Look, I don't know anything about no racket.
I was I was doing my shopping.
Lab work's been done on Brent's knife.
It's not a match for the wounds on Charlie Andrikidis.
Which doesn't rule him out.
He could've stashed the murder weapon somewhere.
Yeah, but that doesn't rule him in either.
With all the man hours we've spent on this, our list of suspects is looking pretty thin.
Is there anyone who's a strong possibility? Well, that's the problem.
They're all strong possibilities.
Jai and Holly are desperate junkies who would knife an old man without a second glance, and Brent Warren He was there at the time.
He had motive and opportunity.
Yeah, and the toy shop guy, Murray Denton.
He's hiding something.
But what? I thought it was about the girl.
The Lorelei task force are on to him about the missing 10-year-old and then we were looking for a teenage girl last seen in his shop.
OK, OK.
So when all else fails, go back and look at the victim.
All these retailers are paying protection money.
Why is Charlie Andrikidis the one to cop a knife in the guts? Well, the other shop owners said that he was grouchy, stubborn.
With the heart of a teddy bear, according to his family.
Likely to stand up to extortion? Kostas Emmanouel owns the coffee shop next door.
He said none of the other retailers were standing up to the kids.
So if Charlie was, it's the first time.
What if the killing had nothing to do with the protection racket? Anything to support that? Unfortunately, not from the family.
Charlie had no debts.
He owned the shop.
He didn't earn much money, which didn't seem to worry him.
Open late, close early, spent a lot of time with the grandchildren, who lived nearby.
Nick, did Murray let on why the Lorelei task force talked to him? (DOOR CLOSES) Task Force Lorelei? Why does that involve Homicide? We've got a suspect in common, a guy called Murray Denton.
Owns a toy shop.
He's of interest in the Andrikidis murder from yesterday.
I didn't want to stand on any toes with the task force guys and Murder trumps abduction.
Maybe we can stop the abduction turning into murder.
Toy shop man.
Now, he was mentioned in one of Lorelei's updates this week.
Yes.
Ah.
As of last week, Mr Denton is no longer on their list of suspects.
They've gone back to focusing on the girl's swimming teacher.
Good, but what I really wanted to know is - why was he on their list in the first place? Well, that will be in the case notes.
Yep, here we go.
There.
So what's your theory on Andrikidis, Buchanan? Nothing concrete yet, ma'am.
We just want to make sure we've got all our cards before we go jumping in.
Ah! Snap.
What? Murray was dobbed in to the task force by a member of the community who rang the hotline.
Caller suspected him of being a paedophile.
Neighbourly.
Who was the caller? Concerned grandfather.
Charlie Andrikidis.
Comfortable? I don't drink from plastic containers.
Over time they cause cancer.
Right.
Mr Denton, last week the Lorelei task force spoke to you about the missing girl.
Correct? Yes.
Why do you think they spoke to you? They thought I took the girl.
NICK: Did you? No.
I told them that.
You were the only shopkeeper that they spoke to at length.
Do you know why? RHYS: They had a tip-off.
Someone called the hotline.
Do you know what they said? That I'm strange.
NICK: More than 'strange', Mr Denton.
They accused you of being a paedophile.
Now, we think that you found out that the person that made that call was Charlie Andrikidis.
We think that that set you against him.
I don't speak to Charlie.
He can't hear well and I don't like to shout.
I don't believe you, Murray.
I believe that you were very angry that Charlie put the police on to you, just like last time.
Last time? You owned a shop in Cairns before you came here, didn't you? Yes.
Another toy shop.
But people up there thought you were strange too because you love toys, because you're solitary.
That isn't a crime.
You're right.
it's not.
But they made life hard for you, didn't they? Cops checking up on you, neighbours giving you grief And now you could see it happening all over again and all because of one phone call from Charlie.
So when you saw the commotion outside the barber's you took your chance.
You went in there when no-one was looking and you got your revenge.
You grabbed a knife, you went in there, and you stabbed him, didn't you, Denton? (BANG!) (SHOUTS) Didn't you? RHYS: Murray? Murray? Look, it's only that I think we could've used a different approach.
You just did exactly what you told me not to do with Jai.
No, I said that going in heavy was a judgment call.
With Jai your judgment was off because your emotions were on, very on.
In there with Denton, I calculated that under pressure he might spill everything.
No, not Murray.
He's different.
You can say that again.
But if you do, this friendship's over before it began.
JENNIFER: No luck with Denton? He shut down.
I did some more digging on Charlie Andrikidis's business matters.
His name came up at the council in connection with a planning application.
Well, I can't see Charlie wanting to expand his shop.
He didn't.
Kostas Emmanouel did.
He wanted to add on to his kitchen out back and extend his outside table space.
Charlie objected.
it's hardly a motive, though, is it? Yeah, but Kostas didn't waste much time spreading his tables out over the footpath.
That's opportunism, not murder.
And there was a previous objection to laneway access.
Maybe the extension thing was the final straw.
Where was he when you were chasing Jai? Even the smells from my kitchen.
He objected to everything.
I mean, what was he gonna do with all that footpath space, anyway? It's ridiculous.
Whereas you could use the space for extra tables.
I put a lot of money into my business.
I've mortgaged my house.
And what's good for me is good for the street.
People come for lunch, they may go get a newspaper, a haircut You'd have lots of knives in your cafe, wouldn't you? Yeah.
You think I stabbed Charlie so I could use his pavement? Nah.
No way.
You were there.
You saw those kids running out of his shop and you know what's been going on.
And so do you.
Maybe you used that as a smokescreen for what you did.
There were still people there, outside the shops.
By the corner, with the old lady.
Me too.
I heard the carry-on, I ran out of my shop and I helped the old lady.
I mean, I called the ambulance! If you're hiding anything, Kostas, now is the time to tell us.
I'm not hiding anything.
Yes, Charlie and I didn't get along.
Yes, I'm up to my ears in debt.
That's the way it is these days.
But old Charlie didn't care about that.
He probably had two appointments a week, and the rest of the time he sat on his arse, protecting his little patch.
But that doesn't mean I killed him.
So the kids have bashed Charlie in the barber's, grabbed the money and run.
Kostas sees the old lady knocked over, goes out to help her, sees you chasing the kids.
Where's Eagle at this time? That's the thing.
I can't say for sure.
Meanwhile, Holly goes into the toy shop.
And I'm in the alleyway chasing Jai.
Someone goes into the barber's and kills Charlie.
It could be Kostas, it could be Eagle.
It could be someone else entirely.
Someone had to have seen something while I was gone, someone with an eye for detail.
Like Murray Denton from his first-floor window.
Yeah.
Let's go see him.
Actually, Nick, let me try this one on my own, OK? Mr Denton? Murray? It's Detective Levitt.
(LOUDER) Murray, are you home? What do you want? Actually, Murray, I just wanted to ask you a few more questions.
Listen, Murray, for what it's worth I don't think it's you.
The thing is I need an exact account of what happened while I was chasing the boy into the alleyway.
See, everyone remembers things differently.
You were upstairs in your workshop, weren't you? Windows overlooking the shops.
Must get pretty noisy up there.
No wonder you were distracted by the commotion.
You've got a good eye for detail, Murray.
I can see that .
.
and I need you to tell me, step by step, exactly what you saw.
There was a loud crash.
The lady cried out and I went to the window.
Her shopping was spilled - four mandarins, a litre of milk, white sliced bread, and a box of 150 English-breakfast tea bags.
Two ladies and a man with tattoos went to help her.
The man stood on her bread.
A man with a blue shirt but no hat ran after the boy with the black jacket.
Right.
That was me.
The old lady cried for her shopping.
The man from the cafe ran around the corner.
He spoke to the old lady and held her hand.
He wasn't wearing his apron.
Thank you, Murray.
Nick, Kostas is our guy.
Have you let him go yet? (NICK OVER PHONE) He just left.
OK, that's bad.
Why? Did Murray give you something concrete? Just his word, but I think I know how we can prove it.
OK, Rhys.
Hang on.
Wait for backup.
I've got to get to him before he ditches the knife.
Rhys, wait for backup.
Sorry, Nick, you're breaking up.
(TYRES SQUEL) You alright, Detective? Yeah, yeah.
Good, Kostas.
I'm just coming down.
What are you doing up there? Just having a look for anything unusual.
What's that? It's over, Kostas.
I found the knife you used to kill Charlie.
I didn't kill Charlie.
I was helping the old lady.
You saw me.
Yeah, I did.
But someone else saw you too.
No, they're lying.
Someone more observant than me.
You could hear the kids having a go at Charlie.
You were already on your way over when they came running out.
No, I went to help Charlie but the kids had already killed him.
With everyone distracted by the kids and the old lady, you took your chance.
Charlie was in the back room.
He was beaten, in shock.
He thought you were there to help him.
You took your knife and you stabbed him.
No.
Then you came out the back door, took off your bloodied apron, wrapped the knife in it, tossed it up here, hoping no-one would find it, and ran to the front to be seen with the old lady.
It took less than a minute, I know.
Then with all the cops swarming round, you were just waiting for the heat to die down, so you could get rid of it.
You're not gonna hurt me, Kostas, and if you stopped to think about it you might not have hurt Charlie either.
I couldn't think.
RHYS: Yeah.
I'm doing all I can to keep my head above water.
KOSTAS: You know? Yeah.
I'm drowning.
I'm just hanging on.
You know, every time I'd try to do something, every time I'd try to pull myself up, that old bastard, he'd stamp on my hands, you know? Yeah.
And he wouldn't even tell me why.
Why, Kostas? Why he had to make it so hard for me.
Everything I wanted to do would have made this place better for everyone.
RHYS: Yeah.
(KOSTAS SOBS) Some people just don't like outsiders coming in (DISTANT SIRENS) .
.
doing things differently.
(KOSTAS SOBS) (SIRENS WAIL) MATT:: How'd you know where the knife would be hidden? Educated guess.
Kostas ran out the back door, tossed the weapon, ran back up the alleyway Had to be over in a matter of seconds.
Guess he got lucky our crime scene people didn't look up.
It's not your theory I have an issue with.
It's going there alone, without backup.
Yes, Sarge.
But we tipped Kostas off when we interviewed him.
As soon as Nick let him go he'd collect the knife and ditch it.
I was close enough to beat him to italmost.
Alright.
Go and write up your brief.
MATT:: Rhys.
(DOOR CLOSES) What do you think of him? Closed down a protection racket, cleared a murder Can't ask for much more than that.
ALLIE: Hey, Oxford, you ready for a big night? What's the occasion? Lorelei task force found their girl, alive and well.
Oh, you're kidding.
Whereabouts? Nan and pop's.
Custody battle.
Dad claimed that she was missing, but really he just stashed her at the grandparents' out in Whyalla.
Oh, the task force guys must be rapt.
Word is the pub's checkers.
The commissioner came down and made a big announcement while you were out kicking your own goals.
Oh, I got lucky.
Anyway, I guess I'd better make a start on this brief, keep the sergeant happy.
Alright.
Suit yourself.
I'll have one for you.
RHYS: Yeah, have a couple.
The brief will still be there in the morning.
I know.
What's this? Hm? I don't know.
It's blood test results.
Really? Jai, the junkie kid, got himself tested.
Really? Good news or bad? (TENSE MUSIC) RHYS: Good.
Great.
Hey, thanks.
Hey, listen.
Matt's new in his job.
He's still finding his feet, stepping on a few toes in the process.
He'll come good.
I meant thanks for Yeah, yeah.
I know what you meant.
'Night.