Harrow (2018) s02e03 Episode Script

Malum In Se

1 Previously, on Harrow I can't stay here anymore.
They think I did it.
What? Why? Because you've got a criminal record.
If the cops see you together, she'll be arrested for breaching her bail conditions.
She didn't do it.
I don't think it's going to matter, mate.
Unless you can prove someone else did.
She was working as a cleaner at the chemist where the fentanyl was stolen from.
She knew where the drugs were kept.
Are you OK? - The shooting, now this.
- All part of a day's work.
I didn't know she was working here, or that she was Patty's niece.
There was a string of murders, all linked to him.
MAN: Did you like my beautiful blood-red roses? WOMAN: Francis Chester.
He was the man who shot me.
I put him away for these murders 15 years ago and now he wants to get his own back.
It can't have been Francis Chester.
He died in a prison fire six months ago.
(DISTANT CHATTER) (MECHANICAL WHIRR) (ENGINE REVS) - I thought you would drive a - What? Go on, Dr Harrow, do tell me how you've pigeonholed me.
Well, top neurosurgeon, I would have expected a Cliché? Touché.
Regarding cliches, I suppose it's true what they say about the size of a man's car? It's inversely proportional, right? You're telling the story.
It's quite a small car.
Er, medium.
And you're a doctor too.
You could afford something that doesn't look ready to implode.
What's the real reason? It was my dad's.
He was an army surgeon in Vietnam.
When he came back, he didn't love a lot of things but he loved that car.
Is he still around? - Yours? - I wouldn't know.
WOMAN: (OVER PHONE) Hi, Port Astor morgue.
Sorry for the wait.
You're after that autopsy report, right? Yes.
Francis Chester, died in a prison fire about six months ago.
Is Dr Laurie Badcoe available? I'll just check, one moment.
Well that explains why you're not answering your phone.
(CHUCKLES) Well, changing phone plans.
I'm trying to be a grown-up.
I left you a voicemail.
About? Honestly? Carrier pigeons would be more effective.
An urgent PM.
Why are you here if you've left a voicemail? Francis Chester.
I'm I'm just a bit worried that you might be dwelling on our conversation the other day.
Not at all.
I'm alive.
Chester's dead.
Skene shot me, Skene's dead.
I'm on hold, I wish I was dead.
Life goes on.
So you're sure you're OK.
I promise.
WOMAN: (OVER PHONE) Hello, Dr Harrow? Hi.
Yes, I'm still here.
- I'm sorry, Dr Badcoe is out right now.
- Oh.
But I can send you the autopsy report.
Yes, please.
Everything you've got.
Looks like someone bricked up the asbestos sheeting, shoved her in as well.
The owner of the house? Oh, it's changed hands a few times.
They're putting together a list.
She looks as if she's been there at least ten years.
More like 20, judging from those shoes.
Ah, you're a shoe expert? Don't judge me, Mr Denim Catalogue Pirate.
You do wear a lot of denim.
- She would have had a purse.
- Yeah.
But unfortunately no ID.
Whoever put her in there probably ditched it but we did find this.
We'll be unlikely to find any trace in her organs after this long.
Do we really need all this? There wouldn't be much fibre dust left on her clothes, would there? Some people can be exposed to the particles for years and not be affected.
Others can inhale just a few fibres and get lung cancer.
Better safe than sorry.
Those builders would have done the same if they'd known about the asbestos.
You're not coming in? White's not my colour.
Blood? Could be.
Do those tears correspond with those cuts? A knife.
They're too rough and irregular.
I wore a top like this to my cousin's 18th.
It didn't really go with the three-quarter pants.
Do you really remember that? You must know what you wore to significant events in your life.
I don't remember what I wore yesterday.
Same as today.
Same as every day.
When you lot have finished discussing your fashion choices, can I have my evidence bags please? Just hanging out? (LAUGHS) Dad believes you.
Yeah! - Mum doesn't.
- I know.
- Cal.
- Hm? When I asked you about the rent money .
you said it was sorted.
You said trust me.
Yeah, because I got a job.
(CHUCKLES) You know that Italian restaurant two streets from our flat? Well, I am their new apprentice.
The pay's shit and the hours are shitty and I still got to do TAFE two days a week but I didn't want to say anything 'cause I wanted to keep it a surprise.
Treat you to a Wait.
We're not supposed to see each other.
Stuff 'em.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) Start with the local dentists.
No fillings, no dental work.
She may not even be on file.
What's that? - Paint.
- Take a sample.
Sure thing.
No defensive wounds, finger nails intact, no sign of skin or hair under the nails.
No obvious trauma to the genital area and the clothing didn't appear to have been interfered with.
(WHISPERS) How come she never makes fun of your clothes? Because Simon dresses like someone who walks past the specials bin into the actual shop.
This knee looks hyper-rotated.
The CT is up.
Yes, you're right about that knee and that shoulder is dislocated.
All consistent with being manhandled into that small space.
Jaw intact.
No skull fractures.
No damage to the hyoid bone and her cervical vertebrae are all intact.
No bruising on the neck, so not strangled.
Those ribs are fractured, so was her sternum.
Symmetrical bilateral and anterior fractures.
The fact that they're symmetrical, they're more consistent with CPR.
Well, I've done it myself on the operating table.
Maybe someone wasn't trying to kill her, maybe someone was trying to save her.
There are no free red blood cells in any of the rib section.
So her circulation had stopped when her ribs were broken.
She was dead already.
Someone tried to revive her but they were too late.
This blue material is paint.
I've never seen anything like it though.
Ah, those are metal oxides.
You get them in pearlescent house paint.
So it looks like she put her head back into wet paint.
Was there anything that colour in the crime scene photos? No.
May I? That is not hers.
The person who killed her.
Or tried to save her.
Or bricked her up in that wall.
(PHONE VIBRATES) Shit! Sorry, sorry.
No problem.
I've just been explaining to your daughter that the police don't have to prove that she stole the drugs from the chemist.
The pharmaceuticals were found inside her flat.
Legally, that means that they're hers.
So the possession charge is a slam dunk.
So what would the sentence be.
Is it jail? I spoke to a prosecutor, a friend of mine, and apparently, we're looking at .
Seven months? Seven years? I didn't do it.
Why aren't the cops looking for the person who did? Because as far as they're concerned, there is no one else.
You're it.
So I'm going to jail for something I didn't do? - I think we all know who did do it.
- It wasn't Callan.
Oh, come on, Fern.
I know that you're trying to protect him but you're facing jail here.
You couldn't hack three months at boarding school.
Well, Dad believes him and that's why he's letting Callan stay on the Betty.
And how do you know where Callan is? Jesus Christ.
If you get caught together, you will be arrested on the spot.
You need to stay away from him.
No, what I need is for someone to believe us.
I won't be pleading guilty to something I didn't do.
Fern! Fern! So he's on your boat? How did you think that was going to play out? - I don't think he stole those drugs.
- Right.
Who did? So what happens if we take it to trial? - Your solicitor advised that? - No.
He wants us to make some kind of plea arrangement.
Well, that would be my advice.
You know, an early guilty plea will work in your favour.
In fact, the first offense, good family, good work record, you could get them down to two years, maybe 18 months.
It's still jail.
It's still possession of fentanyl.
- Dan, it's the enemy drug du jour.
- But she didn't steal it, Paul.
How would she have broken into the chemist's drug cabinet? She didn't have a key for that.
And what about the security footage? Why aren't the police looking into that? Because they don't need to, OK? They found the stolen drugs on your daughter.
Now, right or wrong, the law says that they're hers.
The police aren't going to look for anyone else.
Unless you can find someone else to admit that they put the drugs there, your girl's gonna go to jail.
I'm sorry, Dan.
- What's this? - Missing person photos.
Mid '90s to early 2000s.
Too short.
Too tall.
Not Caucasian.
Grace has already found our girl.
Elizabeth Hewitt.
She's the right match for height, age, ethnicity, hair colour and earrings.
She was a uni student, reported missing April 1997.
- By her parents? - No, they died when she was 12.
- So who reported her missing? - Her best friend.
Melissa Turner.
WOMAN: She's dead? Where did you find her? It was a house in Annerley.
She was found bricked up behind a wall.
Do you recognize her? How did she die? We don't know yet.
- GIRL: I got to get my bag.
- I said outside please.
(GIRLS LAUGH) Ms Turner, you shared a room on campus and, as far as we know, you're the last person to see her alive on the night of Saturday the 12th of April.
Now, is there anything you can tell us? Where she was going? What you two were doing? Nothing.
We were watching videos.
And the next day, the Sunday? Er Sunday morning her door was shut, I thought she was asleep.
I had classes.
My cleaning job was Monday or Tuesday.
I realised I hadn't seen her since the weekend .
and her room was empty.
That's when I reported her missing.
Well, if there's anything else you think of Watching videos on a Saturday night? It's party night on campus, right? Libby was found dressed to go out.
Last time I saw her she was wearing pyjamas.
Right, OK.
Thanks very much, Ms Turner, we'll be in touch.
I know you have a lot of skills, Dr Molyneux.
But let me respectfully say something that I've said to your supervisor quite a few times, leave the police to ask police questions.
Oh, if they do, I will.
You think that woman was lying? You saw her face.
She recognized Libby's clothes.
They meant something to her.
She did seem genuinely surprised when she heard her friend was dead.
I don't think she knew.
So what's she hiding? Maybe it's Melissa's hair we found on the remains.
Let's find out.
DNA is back.
The hair we found on Libby's body is an exact match with an unknown male, who sexually assaulted two university students in 1998.
Both young women were attacked on campus.
No one was ever charged.
That was a year after Libby went missing.
We didn't find evidence that she was sexually assaulted.
Maybe he was unable to, lost his temper, smothered her.
But tried to revive her? Failed, hid away his crime? It's not adding up, is it? The police have found the man who owned the house.
I don't know who put her there, I didn't, And I didn't rape anyone.
You were working in maintenance at the uni, at that time.
So? Where two women were sexually assaulted.
Not by me.
And you own the house where the body was found.
I had no idea she was there.
What, you're telling me that someone snuck under your house, hid a woman's body, then bricked her up, all without you having a clue? Well, they must have done.
Look, yes, I was bringing up the asbestos but I didn't rape anyone, I didn't kill anyone.
And I sure didn't hide any dead girls under my house.
Fair enough.
You won't mind giving us a DNA sample then? I do mind actually.
I don't know what you blokes will do with it mucking around in the lab.
You can go jump.
Excuse me, Mr Evans.
I am sorry.
Big fan of home maintenance.
How many times have you performed CPR? Huh? - You know what CPR is, right? - Yeah, the breath and chest thing.
Why? I've never done that.
What's that got to do with anything? Harrow! Harrow, what the bloody hell are you doing? Someone tried to resuscitate Libby Hewitt but that man barely knew what I was talking about.
Maybe that's why it didn't work.
Look, maybe he assaulted those other girls but I don't think he put Libby in the wall.
Look Evans worked at the uni.
He owned the house where the body was found.
He's copped to the brickwork and he refused to give his DNA.
I just think it's a bit too easy.
What, you come out of the same bloody cupboard as him, did you? - I think maybe - I think, once we get a court order compelling Ron there to give us a DNA sample, you'll both be buying me a drink.
Have you found out cause of death yet? Well, how about you run off and do your job, stop telling me how to do mine? Top shelf, that drink.
I think he likes you.
(SIGHS) So now what? There's nothing more we can do to find out cause of death.
So we just wait for Ron's DNA on the off-chance he's the guy, which we both know he's not? It's one of the worst parts of this job.
Huh? Wanting something and .
not being able to have it.
The perils of the job.
Heard they got the guy.
We'll see when the court compels him to give his DNA.
You're not sure? I'm not sure I'm not sure.
- Memo.
- Boring.
- Memo.
- Boring.
- A court appearance.
- Fine.
- Invitation to speak.
- Oh.
Annual Report.
(SIGHS) Boring.
Ooh What? Couriered from Port Astor morgue.
One of your former supervisors is based there.
You requested this personally.
What's this about? Whatever it is, maybe I can help.
I've helped before.
(WHISPERS) Shut the door.
- 18 months? - Yeah.
And that's if I plead guilty, otherwise it's longer.
But you can't go to jail for something you didn't do.
That doesn't really seem to matter.
It's like I'm in this big machine and everything's running over me.
- They weren't our drugs, Fish.
- No one seems to care about that.
They're not even looking for anyone else.
So then what do we do? We have to do what the cops should be doing, we've got to find out who actually put those drugs there.
- OK.
- Cal, what are you doing? - I'm coming with you.
- No, you're not.
You've got a job, babe.
Fish, I'm not going to let you do this by yourself.
Cal, you have to because if you don't and we get caught together - I'm gone anyway.
- Fish.
- Cal, let me go.
It's OK.
- Well, what are you going to do? I'm gonna find out who stole those drugs from the chemist, OK? Can you be careful, please? So why this guy? Chester of all people, why him? Nearly 20 years ago, Francis Chester was principal suspect in multiple killings of couples but a very, very smart man.
The police knew he'd done it, we knew he'd done it, Maxine, Jack and I.
It was the end of the final day of prosecution evidence.
Jack was on the stand but we had nothing solid to convict Chester, so it looked like he might be acquitted.
Maxine and I had been working three days straight to find anything and we did.
At the last minute we found it.
- What? - A tiny piece of evidence that put Chester at every murder he'd committed.
So I rushed it to court, had it entered and And I remember Chester's face when he realized we had him, that he was going to jail for the rest of his life.
The way he looked at me with such hatred.
So if anyone wanted revenge .
it'd be Francis Chester.
Only he's dead.
The one tiny flaw in my otherwise excellent theory.
No, we have better things to do .
than chase ghosts.
I still have to establish cause of death for Libby Hewitt.
I'll be pulling an all-nighter too.
Anatomical path exam.
Ah, good luck.
Oh, and don't forget the prostatic biopsies.
They always trick you with a prostate.
You've been so long Your blind eyes have gone Your old bones are on their own So take off your coat Put a song in your throat Let the dead beats pound all around We will go Nowhere we know We don't have to talk at all Hand me downs Flypaper towns Stuck together, one and all The bargains you drive Buckets and bags And all your belongings Your train's in the sand Ramshackle Land Let the rats watch the races.
- Have you seen Simon? - No.
Can I help? He showed us some DNA of some historical rape kits.
Are they kept here? In the evidence archive room.
Any pathology results to do with a police investigation.
What if a sexual assault was initially reported but the victim didn't want to pursue it? Well, depends how far down the track they got.
If DNA was tested, it might still be on file.
Is this to do with a PM under Dr Harrow's supervision? Sort of.
Did you know Ron was hiding asbestos? Almost every house in the street had asbestos in it.
We'd get quotes to get it removed.
Cost a bloody fortune.
And Ron didn't want to? Ron throw money around like a man with no hands.
So he bricked over it.
And that poor girl, apparently.
Of course Ron didn't brick it up himself.
Ron was the laziest bastard I ever met.
So who did the work? There you are.
Here I am.
What are you up to? Ron Evans's neighbour said that Ron had a young university student doing the brick work.
Have you told Nichols? - Well, I thought I'd tell you first.
- Hm.
What are you up to? There was no evidence of sexual assault on Libby's body but that hair we found is bugging me.
I wanted to see if Libby filed a report that could link to Evans but But there's no rape kit for Libby.
And something else.
I can't get over her clothes.
Libby wasn't dressed up to watch a video, she went somewhere.
So why would Melissa lie about what happened that night? Maybe it wasn't Libby that was raped.
Maybe it was Melissa.
I've never even told my husband this before.
You don't have to tell us if you don't want to.
But whatever happened to you, it might explain how Libby died.
That Saturday night .
we all went to a party off campus.
(DANCE MUSIC) Ready? Come on! We were just trying to fit in.
Be cool.
We were all drinking.
Then the birthday boy, he handed out these tablets.
At that moment .
I've never felt so special.
And I'd never been .
envied before.
Where was Libby? She was drinking.
The boy and I ended up in a bedroom.
I liked it at first.
I wanted it at first.
Then I asked him to slow it down.
To stop.
He didn't.
He raped you? I mean .
I wanted him to kiss me.
And I wanted to have sex with him eventually.
I thought I was gonna be his girlfriend.
What happened? When we left the bedroom, I went to the bathroom and I overheard him bragging to his mates that .
he'd scored his first black chick.
So what did you do? I went home.
I left Libby there.
(VOICE WAVERS) I never saw her again.
I was so ashamed at what happened to me that .
I never knew what was happening to Libby.
It's all my fault.
None of this is your fault.
Something terrible happened to you .
and you're not to blame.
You said stop and he didn't.
But if you want .
you can stop him now.
(SIRENS BLARE) James Northcott.
Yeah? You're under arrest for sexual assault.
Sexual assault? Before I ask you any questions, I must tell you, you have the right to remain silent.
That means you do not have to say anything, answer any questions, or make any statement, unless you wish to do so.
However, if you do say something or make a statement, it may be used later in evidence.
- Do you understand? - Yeah.
We've got a small problem.
James Northcott's copped to the sexual assaults but he denies any involvement with the death of Libby Hewitt.
And, he can prove it.
So around midnight on the night of the party, he gets admitted to hospital, ecstasy overdose.
He stays in hospital all night.
He gets discharged the next day.
- And there's a record of this? - Yep.
He had ecstasy.
Libby had one in her purse.
They must have had contact at the party, explains how his hair got there.
- And the blue paint? - Well, he has no idea.
I mean, the bloke comes from money.
I doubt he's ever lifted a brick or a paintbrush in his life.
But we got him for the sexual assaults.
He'll do ten years.
But not a day for Libby Hewitt.
- Anyway - May I? The young man you said did the brickwork for Ron, was it him? Jamie Northcott? No.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
Because .
it was him.
Yeah, that's him.
Jamie Northcott was a rapist? Jesus.
You think you know someone.
And you drove Jamie to the hospital that night? I was the only one sober enough.
So what time Sunday did Jamie get back to his house? Maybe Libby was still there, he assaulted her, disposed of the body No.
His parents were coming home from Europe the next day, so So if Jamie was in hospital and his parents were coming home, who cleaned up the house? You did.
Here's the cord, Dad.
I seem to remember you worked your way through uni, labouring.
Where are we going with this, Dan? Make that, did you? (SCOFFS) No.
I'm not that good.
Yeah, you did! You built the garden wall and Mum's pergola.
Why don't you go inside? Just go.
I think you should go too.
You bricked her up, Paul, in that wall.
I don't know what you're talking about.
The neighbour ID'd you.
- You didn't kill her.
- No.
You gave her CPR.
You tried to save her.
What happened, Paul? (SIGHS) Everyone was drinking .
except me.
I had to work for Ron Evans the next day.
More brickwork.
Did you see the girls? Melissa and Libby? And you saw Jamie with Melissa.
He went into a bedroom.
They weren't in there that long.
And you saw Melissa leave? Yeah.
And then the whole thing went south at a rate of knots.
Everyone was a mess, Jamie was worse.
I took him to hospital.
And then you went back to clean up.
And that's when you found Libby.
Her mouth, it was full of vomit.
She must have choked.
You tried to revive her? Paul.
Why didn't you just call an ambulance? I know I should have, OK? I wasn't thinking straight.
People had taken E.
There was a dead girl.
I thought I'd lose my scholarship, I'd lose everything.
So what? You decided to make the whole thing go away? You dragged her onto your van.
You drove her to Ron Evans's.
You busted through the sheet.
You put her in .
and you made her disappear.
What now? Well, now you call the police I was a kid.
like you should have done 20 years ago.
It was a mistake.
I have a daughter now, like you.
I could be disbarred.
I could go to jail.
She was hidden in a basement, Paul, for 20 years! Alone, forgotten.
And everyone who cared about her never even knew where she was.
I'm not making any admissions.
(COUGHS) You can't (COUGHS LOUDLY) You can't prove any of this.
That cough.
So what? It's the flu.
How long have you had it? On and off, nearly a year.
Why? When you busted through that asbestos sheeting .
you must have inhaled some of the dust.
It's not the flu, Paul.
That's asbestosis.
Now you should tell the police .
and see how long you have left to live.
So you fly by me with the blink of an eye It's devastating I can't read the signs Day after day I'm watching miracles fade And when I get them it's most likely too late I can see faces And pictures and spaces I can hear voices But not what they say So you fly by It's just a taste that you leave Life has a secret you'd like to keep On and on and on we flow Happy as we'll ever be Drifting through our misery On and on and on it goes Until we're old or dead and gone No-one's going to look beyond Light as a promise written into the wind Lose as the sign that's crawling under my skin It's the hollowest holes you're digging so unforeseen Don't make me hold on to what I can't keep It's OK.
And I try to relate to whatever you made Of love and rejection All of the pain that you caused So you fly by as if I didn't know Life has a sweetness My God, it's so pigeony up here.
- I quite like it.
- Yes, you and Harrow both.
- You OK? - Hm? Did your excavation of the archive room pay off? It did.
But not strictly to do with the autopsy though, was it? I thought the reason you changed disciplines was because you didn't want to be involved in the tricky business of friends and relatives.
Because you know where that can lead.
Look, Grace .
I love you.
I know I just don't want you to have spent the last three years rejigging your career to have the same thing happen again.
It won't.
(SIGHS) Hey.
Still looking at the dead man? What happened? Francis Chester had earned the right to work alone in the prison laundry, where apparently a build up of lint in one of the dryers caused a fire to break out and he died.
And dental records? DNA? All confirmed the body is Chester's.
Your supervisor did the PM.
Dr Laurie Badcoe, one of the best.
He and Jack were like uncles to me.
No, there's no mistake Chester is dead.
No one is trying to target me or take away the things that I love.
I'm just trying to distract myself from other painful things I have to do.
It's unusual for you to be wrong.
Ah, I guess it had to happen one day.
FERN: (OVER PHONE) It's me, leave a message.
Hey, Fern.
It's me.
Call me when you can.
Broken down? Ha-ha.
Just off home to see if there's anything edible in the fridge.
I was thinking of Japanese takeaway.
Hm, sounds good.
Do you want to - We can't.
- Of course not.
Are we being silly about this.
We're not teenagers at a party, we're adults.
- We're practically the same age.
- You're too kind.
I'm almost a fully-qualified pathologist.
And the difference between almost and actual is the difference between supervisor and trainee.
The difference between dinner and not dinner? I'm afraid so.
Good night then, Dr Harrow.
Good night, Dr Molyneux.
- Sorry I missed you.
- It's OK.
- I just - What? Did you find something? No.
I'm sorry but I don't think there's anything to find.
I don't think anyone's targeting me.
I don't think anyone set you up, to get to me.
- I just wanted to believe - That I'm not a thief? I know you're not.
I believe that, Bub.
I just don't have another explanation.
Yeah, it's OK.
Is it? Fern? Yeah, it'll be fine.
Everything will be OK.
Do you want to come over and get some dinner? Erm, not tonight.
Good evening, Callan.
Hey, Frank.
Next, on Harrow Francis Chester was an anaesthetist.
When you get a feeling like this, you're not wrong.
This time I am.
Listen, just let me look into this.
That's one bloke you don't ask questions about.
Dr Harrow, welcome to Port Astor.
One of our local parks and conservation officers is dead.
He's very charming, very attractive.
What I don't get is why you care.
- How did you manage this? - I have friends in high places.