Treasure & Dirt (2026) s01e03 Episode Script

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PATRICIA: Do you know
who the ratter is who found McGee?
DOUG: Does it matter? Ratters,
they are the lowest of the low.
I gave Jonas the axe for mining.
He found black,
took it to the Irishman,
and made
these beautiful little things here.
Are you still ignoring me?
Trying my best.
Is that gas?
Are you moving back in? You left.
ELSIE: I didn't leave.
I was cast out.
Elspeth!
Leukaemia. Only other option
is a stem cell transplant.
Surely you know
where Zeke is, David.
DAVID: When you have
proven yourself to me,
then you can ask me that question.
Do you have kids? IVAN: No.
PHELAN: (ON PHONE) Lucic is
currently on watch by my department.
Have we got a battle
for you tonight.
The challenger, Stanley Honeywell!
(CHEERING)
(MUFFLED) What'll it be, Detective?
Stay hydrated.
It's going to be a big night.
(WIND BLOWS, FLIES BUZZ)
(BELLS CLANK SOFTLY)
(CROW CAWS)
(GROANS)
(FLIES BUZZ)
(FLIES BUZZ)
(BREATHES RASPINGLY)
(PANTS)
THE IRISHMAN:
Top of the morning to you.
(GROANS) You are not bloody Irish.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, Jesus Christ!
Oh, Nellie! (SIGHS)
Hey, Nellie. OK.
Nellie, Nellie. Oh, alright.
Why do you have to go and leave, huh?
Hmm?
This town was only bearable
when you were in it.
(LAUGHS) What?
Well, it's true. OK.
What am I going to do here
without you?
Well, what have you been doing here
without me?
Just, uh, football, pornography -
the usual.
It sounds like
you've been just fine.
It's OK.
Where are my keys?
(BANGING ON DOOR)
GARRY: Alright,
you pair of bastards!
Jesus!
Get your hands off each other's bits
and in the air where I can see 'em!
Garry, what the fuck are you doing?
(GUN COCKS)
Yeah, no, up -
up where we can see them.
What is this?
Well, Irish knows
what this is all about.
Don't you, Irish?
(RETCHING)
(COUGHS)
(SIGHS)
(FLIES BUZZ)
(RETCHES)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
I, er, had a little chinwag
with your boyfriend
in the holding cell.
He's just taking a few moments out
for some self-reflection, you know?
I mean, when word gets out
that he's been making
fake black opals, he's a goner
(IRISH ACCENT) ..to be sure,
to be fucking sure.
Do you have evidence
for that, Garry,
or is this one of your fit-ups?
Come on. He's got a whole dodgy lab
out at the back of The Shamrock.
I mean,
surely you could bloody smell it.
I want my phone.
That's up to the sarge.
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
Ah, Detective Buchanan,
I'm duty-bound
to report you being swept up
in a local operation.
Who are you going to report me to?
HQ.
Lucic isn't answering.
Not much good to you, is he?
Maybe he went home.
All got too much for him.
No, he answers his phone.
Well, how would you know that?
You've only known him two days.
What am I being charged with,
Sergeant?
Aiding and abetting
a counterfeit operation.
I want my clothes.
OK, Garry, give us a minute.
Sure.
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
Most of my job, Narelle,
is sitting back and waiting
for people to make mistakes
like sleeping with a murder suspect
on your first big investigation.
That's a doozy.
There was no reason to suspect
the Irishman for Jonas McGee.
Ivan would tell you that.
If he were here.
Did you disclose your prior history
with the Irishman to Detective Lucic?
It wasn't relevant.
You're qualified to make that call,
are you?
Oh, Narelle. (CHUCKLES)
(SIGHS)
You make the same mistake every time.
(CHUCKLES)
Think you know it all.
Just like last time. Hmm.
You know,
if you'd been smart back then,
you'd have come to me,
and I'd have
I'd have sorted it, which I did.
Because your husband
was running drugs through here.
You wanted me to lie.
I couldn't. Alright?
And I have paid for that enough.
The Irishman's going
to go down for this.
You're just a bonus.
You did this to yourself.
My hands are tied.
You know, headquarters,
they wanted someone
with local knowledge,
not the local slut.
Well, word's going to get round
about this pretty fast.
You know how it goes.
We have to be better
us women.
It's not fair.
It's just the way it is.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Sarge Yeah?
Got head office on the blower.
They want to talk to her.
Alright.
OK, Narelle, come this way.
Buchanan.
PHELAN: (ON PHONE) Hello, Detective.
I understand this is probably
a difficult moment.
Mm-hm.
I'm sorry.
Mm-hm.
What do you want?
I want to help you, Nell.
Do you mind if I call you Nell?
(SIGHS)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
What do you want, Phelan?
You're at the beginning
of a promising career.
I can make this go away,
but I need you to help me.
What does that mean?
Lucic isn't who you think he is.
I need you to talk to him,
get close to him,
tell me what you learn.
Do I have a choice?
Not if you want this to end well.
But here's a gesture of goodwill.
(PHONE LINE CLICKS)
(DOOR OPENS)
Well
looks like, um
Looks like you've got friends
in high places.
You're free to go
for now.
IVAN: (ON VOICEMAIL)
You've reached Detective Ivan Lucic.
I can't make it to the phone.
MAN: I hope he's not dead, you know,
'cause we get that a bit.
Just open the door, please, Dazzler.
OK. OK.
You're sure you didn't see him
come home last night?
No, I didn't. I didn't see him.
But is everything OK
between you two?
OK, thanks, Dazzler.
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!
If something did happen to him,
you know where to find me.
(DISTANT FOOTSTEPS)
(FLIES BUZZ)
(PANTS)
(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
Big night?
I need to get back into town.
Oh, yeah?
You can wait on the bus.
Miriam, get the door.
KYLE: Hey, Constable.
I'm a detective, Kyle.
You know that.
Well, Mum wants to know
when we'll get the body back
for the funeral.
Not till after the autopsy.
Uncle Jonas needs a proper burial
under the eyes of God.
We owe him that.
Mum wants a place
to pay her respects, you know,
so he can be remembered.
I'll see what I can do, Kyle.
Rafi, I'm looking for Ivan -
for Detective Lucic.
Have you seen him?
Has your mum seen him?
Did, uh, something happen to him?
Why would you say that?
Oh, I just saw him
get in the mayor's car last night.
Headed out to the Iron Ring.
What?
You know,
it's the mayor's latest racket.
It's, um, out past Deadmans Well,
near the car graveyard.
There's this entrance
to an old bunker that's out there.
OK.
What happens there?
People get hurt for money.
Deadmans Well? Deadmans Well.
Thank you, Rafi.
(SLURPS)
Does your boss know
about you and the Irishman?
(CHUCKLES)
OK, Kyle. Hmm?
You've had a rough couple of days
so I'm going to forget
you said that,
and so are you, yeah?
I hope you find Lucic, Constable.
Little shit.
David.
DAVID: Let's begin.
(CHANTING IN DISTANCE)
Hmm.
(DOOR RATTLES)
BESS: David, why do we all go out
to the dead tree?
It might look dead, but
it's full of life.
Birds rest on its branches.
Animals burrow under its roots.
Insects feed on its limbs.
It's a giver of life.
The tree's a miracle.
Well, guess what.
My doctor says miracles aren't real.
Well, guess what.
Your doctor's wrong.
No, he's not.
(IVAN CLEARS THROAT)
Are you going to drink that?
You lot
(CHUCKLES)
Are a godsend.
David said
they come out here every Sunday.
Since you were little?
No, we never used
to come to the tree back then.
This desert is where
we did our penance, yeah?
So did you, by the looks of it.
Elsie
is this where you want to be?
Did they cast you out
for being pregnant?
It's not what it looks like.
Who's Bess's father?
Is he the reason you're here?
If I tell you,
will you help me find Bess's father?
What's his name?
Zeke - Ezekiel.
Ezekiel?
Surname?
Mamon.
Mamon?
Ezekiel Mamon.
Oh, hello.
(PHONE BUZZES)
Shit!
IVAN: (ON PHONE) Nell.
Where are you?
Got a bunch of missed calls
from Richter.
What does she want?
It's nothing. I dealt with it.
Right. I thought you were gone.
Are you alright? I'm good.
You're covered in blood.
What's this?
Licence plate
from Jonas McGee's ute.
Where's the rest of it?
It wouldn't fit in the car.
Garry's looking for the rest of it.
Great.
Found it out by the Iron Ring.
That's new.
The mayor's just started doing that,
apparently.
Rafi told me about it this morning.
I saw Stanley Honeywell out there.
Last night? Mm.
Out of lock-up. Great.
Thank you, Richter.
I don't know what happened.
I woke up underneath a tree.
Someone left this.
I didn't know if they were trying
to hurt me or help me, so
I didn't drink it.
But they knew about
David's little Sunday session.
(DISTANT WHISPERING)
ELSIE: Miriam, where is Zeke?
MIRIAM: You know what I know.
He went into the desert
to do his penance,
we watched him go,
and then Jonas took you away.
So, you haven't heard from him since?
Oh, I would really love
to find him, Miriam.
The doctor said
that a stem cell transplant
is her best chance of life,
and the biological father,
he's the best HLA match.
Hey, Bess? BESS: Mm?
Come here.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
Look at her, Miriam.
She's all that I have.
(SIGHS)
Wait here.
Her hair's pretty shiny.
She has to brush it 100 times
every single day to make it grow.
100 times? Bit of a workout.
It's the only way.
She'd look weird without her hair,
don't you think?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(SOFTLY) She's going to need
to get rid of that.
It's from Zeke.
America? What?
That's where he went
after he did penance.
No, no, no. Not now. Hide it.
Why?
'Cause David thinks I destroyed it.
No worldly possessions.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(CHUCKLES)
She's ready.
CAROLE: Huh?
NELL: What are you listening to?
Sapphic fairy smut. OK.
Winged And Willing.
Have you read it?
No.
Any any clues
from Jonas McGee's head yet?
No.
There might be prints on this
from when it was removed.
Custom plates. Yeah.
Carole.
(CLEARS THROAT) Ivan.
There's blood on everything.
Yeah.
Sample?
Jesus Christ!
You need to drink more water.
(SIGHS) Water.
If we could just test that, as well,
that'd be great.
(OPERA MUSIC)
DOUG: Don't know what to tell you,
Detective.
Lydia and I looked for you
after Iron Ring,
but, you know, you'd gone.
(DOOR OPENS)
Figured you must have got
a lift home.
Ah! There he is!
I told you he'd get home alright.
(LAUGHS)
What was in the water?
I gave you a sealed bottle,
Detective.
Drugs can be injected
through plastic lids.
I've worked those cases before.
(SCOFFS) Congratulations, pet.
Thanks, darling.
You have something of mine.
I gave it to you last night.
I need it back.
Your little coin
could be anywhere now, love.
It's best not to get too sentimental
about money.
Well, he wasn't sentimental about it
last night.
Throwing it around, you were.
(LAUGHS)
We found Jonas's licence plate
out at your little ring.
Mm. Doesn't look good. Ah.
Well, I'm no detective,
but you seem to be suffering
from an appalling lack
of material evidence.
You seem
to be missing something, Doug.
Your ears look lighter.
I think you're the one
who's missing something, Detective.
Tell me.
Maybe ask your girl there
about the Irishman.
(CHUCKLES) Dirty stop-out.
Aren't you two a pair?
I want my coin back.
See yourselves out.
(LAUGHS)
So, he was buying
Jonas McGee's premium opals
and he was selling his fake ones?
Yeah. I didn't know that, obviously.
So, if Jonas discovered
the Irishman's fraud,
the Irishman had reason
to silence Jonas for good.
Well, that
That's motive.
I know it's bad. It's not great.
You were caught in bed
with a murder suspect.
Yeah, thanks. No, I know, thank you.
This is Homicide.
You don't trust anyone. No-one!
This is all we have.
Us.
You don't trust anyone,
especially in this town.
You disappeared.
Well, I'm here now,
and I'm not going anywhere
until we solve this thing.
Got it?
Got it.
Good.
(DOOR OPENS)
Oh, and what time do you call this,
pray tell? (GRUNTS)
Dragging your knuckles, Garry?
You know what I hate
about city cops, Detective?
Deodorant?
(LAUGHS) You been funny long?
No. City cops are a bit like ants,
you know.
I mean, you never just see one ant,
do you, you know?
You always see a whole bunch
of the little buggers,
and you just know
that they're going to come
and spoil your picnic, yeah?
By the way,
your clothes finally turned up.
Aren't you supposed to be out
finding the murder victim's ute?
In the hottest part of the day?
Are you bloody kidding?
PATRICIA: Garry
Why was our suspect released?
Honeywell?
We didn't have a search warrant.
Oh, everything's got
to be done properly, does it?
Where are you going, Detective?
To talk to the Irishman.
(CHUCKLES) You just missed him.
He's been released on bail.
He'll be charged with fraud
and go up in front of
the circuit court judge,
if he lasts that long.
You know how people around here
feel about rats.
(DOOR OPENS)
(WOLF-WHISTLES)
Oh, hey, Frank. Good to see you.
Looks like someone's made
a head start on your face for us.
(DOOR OPENS) FRANK: Hey.
Ooh, Frank, good to see you, too.
Yeah. Hey, the mayor wants to know
if his earrings are real.
Oh, right. And if not
he's willing
to accept an exchange.
Ah, well, that's very decent of him.
Um, for what?
Your ears. Ah.
Sorry, my ears? Your ears.
(ALL LAUGH)
But I need them. (ALL LAUGH)
No. No, no, no. Oh, yeah.
OK, that's enough of that, though.
Joke's over, boys.
That's it. Step back. There you go.
Good.
Now, it's been a pleasure, true,
but it's time for you to jog on.
(CHUCKLES)
Oopsie. (CHUCKLES)
(DOOR OPENS)
IVAN: Sorry to crash the party, boys.
Be in touch.
Detectives. Put that down.
Absolutely. Absolutely.
Are you OK, Nellie?
Don't call me that.
Alright.
Don't ever call me that.
OK.
Did Jonas McGee know
about your scam?
No. No, no. I actually
I was using his real ones
as a smokescreen for the fakes.
Mm-hm.
No-one's finding much opal
these days. It's drying up.
You know, it's
This was my chance to cash in,
get the hell out of here,
you know, come to Port Augusta,
sweep you off your feet.
Cut the shit, Ewan.
You need to account
for where you were OK.
Between Jonas's time of death
Tuesday
and midnight Thursday
when his body was found.
Sure. I was in Adelaide.
I was meeting retailers.
And I flew back the day
I first saw you in The Shamrock.
Mm-hm.
Is that true? Aye, it's true.
Is Yuri going to tell me
that that's true?
It's true.
I'm telling you, it's true.
Do you have any idea
what you've put me in?
I I'm sorry. I am.
You've got no clue.
(DOOR OPENS) Don't leave town.
Yeah, sure. Sure.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Oh, mate, I know the feeling.
(PHONE BUZZES)
His alibi checks out.
We should get some rest. Yeah.
(WHISPERS) You ready?
(RUMBLING)
(RUMBLING INTENSIFIES)
BESS: Mum?
(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
(RINGING STOPS)
I lost my needle in the hay ♪
ELSIE: I was thinking Bess as a name.
Tell me I will find it again ♪
MAN: I like it.
Someday ♪
(SONG CONTINUES OVER EARPHONES)
Do you think she can hear it?
Maybe.
David says this kind of music
corrupts the soul.
Should I turn her off?
No, no, no, no, no. No.
Feel.
I think she likes it.
Is that normal?
I don't know.
(CHUCKLES) She really likes it, Zeke!
(CHUCKLES)
DAVID: As
the light
falls.
As
the light
falls.
We return this child to the earth
to die
to die
to die
to hear His voice,
to be reborn.
Any day now,
someone's going to notice.
What if he sends me away?
I won't let him.
I won't.
I won't. I won't.
(MOANS IN PANIC)
(GASPS) (COUGHS)
(GASPS FOR AIR)
You alright? You alright? (SOBS)
(PANTS)
(SOBS)
(WHISPERS) Did you hear it?
BESS: Why do you all go out
to the dead tree?
(ECHOES) It might look dead,
but it's not.
It's full of life.
Birds rest on its branches.
Animals burrow under its roots.
Insects feed on its limbs.
It's a giver of life.
(FLIES BUZZ)
(WHISPERS) Ivan.
(ECHOES) Ivan.
Ivan, wake up!
(IVAN SIGHS)
Hot! Too hot.
(DOOR CLOSES, FOOTSTEPS)
(DOOR OPENS)
Darryl. Hello, Detective.
You, uh You look
a little bit hot and bothered.
My AC unit is broken.
I need a new one.
At the moment,
we have no AC units available.
(DOOR OPENS)
I will charge that to your room,
Detective. (DOOR CLOSES)
(SIGHS) (KEYBOARD CLACKS)
Rafi.
You mind if I sit? No. Please.
Ah!
Growing your brain?
No, just doing homework.
Ah.
Where's Mum?
Uh, she's working. Working?
Yeah, we've got to save up
if we're ever going
to get out of Nulla.
Where's Dad?
Oh, don't know, don't care.
Have you spoken to him?
No, not since I was 13.
Maybe you will one day.
I'd say you're the best thing
he's ever done.
(FLIES BUZZ)
You got any kids?
A son.
How old?
How old are you? 17.
Same age.
(PHONE BUZZES)
(SIGHS)
PHELAN: (ON PHONE)
Buchanan, what have you got?
I don't have anything for you.
Do I need to remind you
that we have a deal?
(SCOFFS) A deal?
I don't
I don't know what you want from me.
He doesn't tell me anything.
He doesn't get personal with me.
He didn't even tell me he had a kid.
The kid's dead, Detective.
His son was murdered.
This is about
whether a police officer
has taken the law
into his own hands.
I've read your record.
You've proven yourself
more than willing
to hold your superiors
to a higher standard.
You did it admirably with
Sergeant Richter and her husband.
OK, but what?
I don't understand.
What is he supposed to have done?
Check your email.
(PHONE BUZZES)
Excuse me.
(DOOR OPENS)
Man Mountain.
The whole town's in bed together.
RAFI: Yeah, pretty much.
(KNOCK AT DOOR, DOOR CREAKS OPEN)
Shit! One second.
Billie.
Ivan.
You can't just come in here.
I noticed your visitor leaving.
Uh, yeah. Now's not a good time.
Is he a regular of yours?
Well, I get paid to keep secrets,
not just sex.
He's a suspect.
Like I said, they need to trust me.
Can I trust you?
Yeah. (SCOFFS) Good.
What's in the bag?
What bag?
Oh, that's just a bunch
of Rafi's gaming stuff.
It's nothing.
(WHISPERS) Billie.
(TAPE REWINDS)
Goran Horvat.
May I call you Goran?
Yeah, sure.
Goran, we're here today
to talk about Charles Anton Lucic,
ten years old.
Are you familiar with that name?
No, I don't know this name.
Brown eyes. Blonde hair.
I'm not.
Are you familiar with
the children's adventure playground
in Belair?
No.
You weren't there
on July 3 of this year?
No.
Can you confirm for me
that this vehicle is registered
in your name?
Yes.
Because that vehicle
was captured by CCTV at that park
just prior to the abduction
and murder of Charlie Lucic.
Lawyer.
I want lawyer now.
Interview suspended
(DOOR CLOSES)
OK.
RAFI: I ordered that online
after I saw Jonas selling black
to the Irishman.
And so you just thought
you'd go and raid Jonas's mine?
(SIGHS) Uh, yeah.
Just enough to get us out.
I need you to tell me what you saw
when you went down into his mine.
Tell Ivan what you saw.
I I saw him with no head,
so I ran.
Why did you call it in?
He was trying to do the right thing.
Let Rafi speak.
Rafi? (KNOCK AT DOOR)
This is very disappointing, Rafi.
(DOOR OPENS)
NELL: Billie. Detective.
(DOOR CLOSES) Nell.
Ivan.
Could we turn that off, please?
Sure.
Thanks.
What's going on?
Just handling something.
OK. What?
Can we talk about this after?
No.
If this is an interview,
we should be at the station.
(SOFTLY) I'm not going
to take him down to the station.
You know what they do to ratters
down there. Look at him.
He's not Kyle. This can't get out.
(SOFTLY) You weren't going
to tell me about it?
It happened in the moment.
OK. So, come get me, then.
(WHISPERS) What,
because I'm dealing with this?
(WHISPERS) What about this?
Uh, excuse me. Are you two OK?
Are we OK?
(PHONE BUZZES)
I need to take this. Nell?
Yeah. Yeah, we're OK.
Detective Lucic.
PATRICIA: (ON PHONE)
We have a situation.
Good.
(PHONE BUZZES)
It's Carole.
She always calls you.
Hi, Carole.
CAROLE: (ON SPEAKERPHONE)
Hi, Nell. Are you with Ivan?
Talk to me, Carole. Ivan.
Nothing on Ezekiel Mamon.
Yeah, I got your text.
No, no, no, I mean NOTHING nothing.
No records. No passport.
No proof of identity.
The The kid's a ghost.
Right. Thank you, Carole.
The Irishman's car.
No sign of the feckin' eejit.
Yeah, he's trying to skip town.
(LIQUID DRIPS)
Garry, need a wheel brace.
Gotcha.
Thanks, Garry.
Hmm. It's open.
Well, I've heard of
lipstick on a pig,
but this is next-level.
(FLIES BUZZ)
Sarge, apparently,
word's gotten out.
They're looting The Shamrock.
DAVID: How many of these little lies
are you going to fill her up with?
(PILLS RATTLE)
This medicine is keeping her alive,
David, until we find a donor.
Haven't I proven myself to you?
You're not trying to bargain with me,
are you? (SCOFFS)
We both know
that Zeke would come back
if it meant saving her.
Look, I am sorry that I defied you.
I am sorry.
We were young.
We didn't know any better.
But God Himself gave me this child.
It is His love that I feel for her.
But maybe her sickness
is your punishment.
Let's eat!
(SIREN WAILS)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(PHONE LINE RINGS)
IVAN: (ON PHONE) Elsie.
Ivan, I know where Zeke is.
Where is he?
A commune in America.
So, I'm going to need
the money Jonas left
to help me pay for a flight.
That's not possible.
(ON SPEAKERPHONE) Yes, it is.
Jonas was my father.
He left me that money.
I'm his next of kin.
Elsie, I mean Zeke.
It's not possible.
He doesn't have a passport.
He can't leave the country.
No proof of identity.
Officially, he doesn't exist.
(EMOTIONALLY) OK.
So, where is he, then?
(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)
Ivan? (SIREN GETS LOUDER)
I'm going to have to call you back.
Ivan!
He doesn't exist. NELL: Mm-hm.
David made Zeke do his penance
in the desert.
He never came back.
Zeke doesn't exist.
We need a gravedigger. Let's go.
Alright, you find any colour,
you bring it to me.
Jesus, Doug!
Are you masterminding this?
He stole from a lot of people,
Patricia.
Doug. Hello, Detective.
We need an excavator
out at The Third Row's dead tree.
And I would help you why?
Let's talk about the abduction
of Ewan Finlay.
Who the hell's that?
The Irishman.
You do realise this is beginning
to feel like persecution, right?
Let's talk about it
at the station, Doug.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES) OK. Alright.
I'll send the Franks, alright?
Boys!
BOTH: Yeah? Excavator.
If Zeke's buried under that tree,
whoever dumped you out there
this morning wanted you to find him.
Someone wanted me
to run into the seer
and his little ritual out there.
MAN: (SHOUTS) Hey, David!
They are digging up the tree!
Bess, you just wait there, OK?
(CAR DOOR SHUTS, ENGINE STARTS)
(PHONE BUZZES) NELL: Carole?
CAROLE: (ON PHONE)
Nell, remember the tattoo
on Jonas's right arm?
Yeah.
Well, I've been doing some digging.
Check your phone. (PHONE BUZZES)
Can you send it to Ivan?
I'm driving.
I get carsick. He gets carsick.
OK.
"'Are you the one who is to come?'"
"Are you the one to come?"
"'Or should we expect someone else?'"
"Matthew, chapter 11, verse 3."
M11V3. Number plate.
Yeah. That's right.
Is there anything more?
But Keep reading.
"It's John the Baptist
talking to Jesus"
"Right before
the king chops off his head."
Bingo. Now, don't text and drive,
officers. Bye.
What have we got?
Well, this is a total waste of time.
Nobody's even been reported missing.
(FLIES BUZZ)
Well, if Zeke's in there
and Jonas knew,
we've got a motive on David.
Mm-hm.
Biblical.
BESS: Mum?
David?
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
Alright. Hey, step away for me
for a minute there, Frank.
FRANK: There you go.
Ivan!
There's something down here.
(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
PATRICIA: This is not your land,
David. This is not your land.
(ENGINE STOPS)
This is a sacred site.
You're desecrating a sacred site.
MIRIAM: David!
David! (SHOVELLING)
Hold, hold, hold. Hold.
(FLIES BUZZ)
ELSIE: David, what is this?
I'll get it.
What did you do?! (SCUFFLING)
What did you do?! Our son!
It's OK. OK.
(SOBS)
Miriam, Miriam. Miriam, Miriam.
OK. OK, Miriam. OK. It's alright.
What did you do?
What did you do?!
OK. OK. OK, OK, OK.
Our own son! OK. OK, OK.
Nell, you alright?
Yes. Are you good?
What did you do?! (SOBS)
What did you do, David?
What did you do?
I'm here for you to confess, David.
DAVID: My son chose
to go into that desert.
To do what? Penance.
Penance?
That was his choice.
He deserved what happened to him.
It was God's will,
just as what happens to all of us
is God's will.
(BANGS TABLE)
Is that God's will?
I don't think you're a miracle man.
I don't think you're a prophet.
I don't think you're a seer.
Do you know
what I think you are, David?
I think you're a father
that failed his son.
(PHONE LINE RINGS)
What have you got for me?
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