Hello. Rhea Bowden.
Hi. Yeah, I remember.
- I was looking for Jack. - Jack?
He promised me a testimonial
for my next brochure.
Our little boy
was just eight hours old when he was taken.
You should have checked
that she was a real nurse.
She said I could go with her...
Yeah, but you didn't, Jack. You didn't.
Where have you been?
At my mum's, up in the mountains.
Where are you?
I'm at your flat.
Rory, meet your dad.
With all your weirdness,
I thought you were making him up.
I know that woman.
She's in my yoga class.
I'm worried about the baby.
- You have to involve me. - No, I don't.
So, what, this Nicky guy just calls and you go out?
He's my uncle.
I know nothing will replace Chloe...
But I'm so happy for you.
Your mum must be thrilled.
I'll call her and congratulate her.
Thank you all for coming to this vigil
for the safe return of our son,
who has been missing for 12 long days.
To lose a child is beyond comprehension.
To not know where he is,
if he's safe.
Desperately holding on to hope when each day that passes
is another day our baby is away
from the bonds of his family.
I couldn't endure any of it without the love of my life,
sitting in the front row.
Meghan, you are incredibly brave.
Your strength of character, fortitude, and resolve
are truly inspirational.
I wish that I could give you what you need most,
a chance to hold your baby boy.
I know how deeply you feel Ben's absence
because there is no loss quite like a mother's loss.
I love you.
I love you, Lucy and Lachie.
And my darling boy, Ben...
I love you too, very much.
Over here! Can we get a shot of you and your baby?
- No. - Do you know the Shaughnessys?
We're not talking unless you pay us.
As a mother yourself,
do you have a message to the kidnappers?
Well... I think everything's been said...
Meghan, do you think
the kidnapper was watching today?
Please, not now. I don't know.
How are you and the family holding up?
Step aside, please. Come on.
Do you have anything you'd like to say?
Aggie?
Hi.
One quote, Jack? One comment?
Mate, we've asked for privacy.
You came.
- Yeah. - This is your fella?
- Hayden. - Hi.
Thank you for coming.
I didn't know if we should bring him.
It felt insensitive.
No, it's OK.
There's a car waiting for you.
Never let him go.
I won't.
What do you want?
Are you Agatha Fyfle?
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Was your divorce from Mr Fyfle amicable?
Absolutely.
There must be some mistake.
We had coffee a few days ago.
Where?
At a cafe near the station.
- What day was that? - Monday.
That was the day he died.
Hit by a train.
Oh, my God! Poor Nicky!
Can you describe his state of mind?
Sorry, I... I don't understand. What...
Did he seem upset or depressed?
Er... He seemed lonely.
So, where'd you say goodbye after the coffee?
- At the cafe. - Uh-huh.
Sorry!
Why are you asking all these questions? Did he jump?
Is this your coat?
Yeah.
No hood.
Why are you asking about a coat?
We have CCTV footage from the station
and several eyewitnesses.
There's a possibility Mr Fyfle was bumped from behind.
We're hoping to locate the person
that was standing behind him.
They were wearing a green overcoat with a hood.
You don't have another coat like that, do you?
No.
Thank you for your help. I'll leave you my card.
If you can remember anything...
Er, yeah, I'll be in touch.
Just out of interest, who contacted who?
- He called me. - Why?
He'd heard about the baby.
My son was born almost two weeks ago.
Congratulations.
Nicky and I lost a child.
It was one of the reasons we ended things.
I think me having a child with another man
must have upset him a lot.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Your uncle, huh?
He was your freaking husband.
I thought you'd be jealous, and you are.
How many other husbands have you got?
None. Just him.
Look, please don't be like this.
And you divorced why?
Because...
The age gap was too much.
Sounds like a bunch of crap to me, Aggie.
Look, please, can we not?
What about your coat, the one with the hood?
The one that you wore when you went to go meet him?
It's in your wardrobe right now.
I only have one coat, and it doesn't have a hood.
Bullshit!
Where is it? It was here.
What are you doing?
Do you really think I pushed someone in front of a train?
You're not being straight with me, Aggie. I know it!
I know you're not. I know you're not.
What about this, huh? This... This locked box!
What's this about, hmm?
It's just old stuff! It's sentimental.
It's none of your business, Hayden!
I can't believe anything you say to me!
What are you hiding? Is Rory his kid?
- No! - Then what? What is it?
- Why did you lie? - We lost a baby.
Stillborn.
Well, why didn't you tell me in the first place?
'Cause I don't like talking about it,
I don't like remembering it.
It's in the past.
Aggie.
Aggie?
No more lies, OK?
If there was going to be a ransom demand,
it would have happened by now.
So, some crazy woman just marched into the hospital
and picked up our son?
No. We think you were specifically targeted.
The plan was precise in every way,
probably including whose baby.
The point is, we need to change tack,
and focus not just on the kidnapper,
but on the people around her.
There will be holes in her story,
and they will sense that something doesn't add up.
We need one of you to make another public appeal,
preferably you, Mrs Shaughnessy.
I just... I don't know that I could keep it together.
Meg, you're Ben's mother.
It's both more powerful
and less threatening coming from you.
We need to persuade her to give the baby back
before she's found out.
There is only one voice who can possibly do that for us.
She probably admires you...
In her own strange way.
I'll be there too.
Look, the longer this goes on,
the more likely she's convincing herself
that Ben is her baby,
and we are the people
who want to take him away from her.
In her mind, we are the criminals.
I'm going to speak very personally today,
because I don't think anyone can begin to imagine
what it feels like to have your baby stolen.
Our family is not whole.
We have a little boy and a little girl at home
who don't have their brother.
Somebody out there knows where Ben is.
You might suspect someone you love
of having a baby who isn't hers.
I know it's hard to come forward.
I appeal to the woman who has my son.
Please give him back.
You have a new-born who you can't breastfeed.
You have a birth story that doesn't make sense.
There are people around you who will suspect your story.
Hand him in before they do.
If you have your suspicions,
you're not helping anyone by remaining silent...
I was watching that.
I'm sick of it!
Makes me too sad.
It's only me.
We're gonna find him, Meg.
We're gonna get him back.
I can't remember.
I can't remember the size of his feet!
I can't remember his eyes! I can't remember his smell!
Honey.
Hey, let's... Let's go home.
Meg? Come on.
No.
I'm just gonna say something I regret.
You still blame me?
Yeah! Yeah, I do!
You put our whole fucking family
on the Internet, Meg!
That's how this all started!
I was trying to help get us out of debt!
Were you, or did you just want attention?
I haven't been able to do anything right for two years.
You're fucked off when I don't make money.
Complain when I do.
You made us a target, not me.
That was you.
I thought the kidnapper
was some rich arsehole.
Now I just reckon it's a psycho.
Batshit crazy, stealing a baby!
I'd kill the bitch.
No, you wouldn't.
Seriously, if someone stole Rory,
I would hunt them down, I would get him back,
and I would crush the life out of her with my bare hands.
She'll never get away with it.
Why do you say that?
He doesn't have a birth certificate.
Won't be able to get a driver's licence,
won't be able to get a passport.
That's years away.
Oh, sorry. Do you want her to get away with it?
You see, some bastard out there
is cashing in on their Meghan story.
You're the one who actually knows her.
You're her friend. You did yoga together.
I would never betray Meghan like that.
What, with her perfect life
and all their millions of dollars?
I don't know about millions.
Mmm, when she sues the hospital,
she'll get millions.
Her life isn't perfect, you know.
Meaning what?
What?
Aggie, we said no more secrets.
What do you know?
You're starting to piss me off now,
you and your freaking lies!
Her husband was having an affair.
Who with?
Some real estate agent, Rhea Bowden.
Wow!
- Hey. - Hey! Grab a beer!
You gotta catch up.
Be better to sober up and get home, eh?
Why?
Megs blames me for Ben being taken.
Is that fair?
She's just hurting.
Whose side are you on?
No-one's. I love Meghan.
I love you both. It's not about taking sides.
It's about getting through it
- together. - Hmm.
What would you know?
Never had a serious relationship in your life?
Well, you take it out on me. I don't care.
- Just not on Meg. - Fuck off!
Your self-pity is not helping anyone.
- Piss off, Simon! - Happily, mate.
Hey, you're supposed to be my mate!
Watch it! Watch it!
- Oi! - Jack! Hey!
I'm a cop, dickhead!
I'm a cop!
Please drink. Hey? Please!
Step back. Turn the camera off.
Meg?
Yeah?
- Have you heard? - Mmm-hmm.
No charges, apparently, given the circumstances.
You're breaking my heart.
Yeah, well, you're not gonna fix it
by starting a fight with Simon.
What was that about?
You.
- Me? - Mmm.
What is it with you two?
You hate him, but he loves you.
No.
He does. He told me straight to my face.
"I love Meghan."
More than he fucking loves me right now.
Are you gonna leave me?
No.
What else did he say?
Um, I'm a shit husband.
Don't listen to Simon.
You really don't like him, do you?
Go to bed, Jack.
Aggie?
Fuck!
All I told him was to come home
and to take care of you.
No, you told him you love me.
He just came home and repeated it!
That was not the context...
You're meant to leave us alone, Simon.
Yeah, well, shit, Meg.
Is that why you told the cops to come here.
Yeah.
They were asking questions,
like where I was when Ben was taken.
I told them that I was at home.
My phone records say that I was at the hospital,
so now I'm a suspect...
Yeah, well, that's not my fault, is it?
They asked about my drug priors, if I was still using.
If that stuff gets out, then the network will dump me.
Well, how about you just stay away, hmm?
Just leave us alone... Leave Jack alone!
You're the one coming here in the middle of the night.
What do you want?
You are shutting me out.
Ben is mine too. He is our son, Meghan!
Yeah, maybe.
When we get him back, when we get him back...
We'll get a DNA test, all right?
Is that really all you can think about?
You just wanna prove that he's yours?
All I can think about is if he is all right,
if you are all right, every minute of every day.
I don't think we're gonna get him back.
Don't!
Don't.
You're OK, aren't you?
Yeah. Yeah, you're OK.
You're OK.
_
Hello?
Hi. Hi. Is this Aggie's mum?
In you go.
We have a warrant to search these premises
and for you to hand over
all remaining electronic devices.
Let's have a chat.
Can we go through a few details in private.
Hey.
Where have you been all night?
No! No! No! What are you doing?
We said no more lies.
Hayden.
Who was with you at the birth?
My mum, and a midwife.
I talked to your mum.
She was pretty surprised to hear about Rory.
You know I don't get on with my mum.
You said she was there at the birth.
She had no idea that you were even pregnant.
Is anything you've told me true?
Do you want a cup of tea?
What's going on?
My mum... She tries to control things.
She belittles me.
She... She betrayed me!
- Why did you lie to me? - Because I was scared.
You think I'm an idiot, Agatha.
You don't know what the last nine months
have been like for me!
Not knowing if you'd come back.
I didn't know if I could trust you with the truth.
I don't get on with my mum.
I didn't want anyone there. I was on my own.
Oh, except for the midwife
that you mentioned a second ago?
Yeah, apart from her.
Aggie...
What have you done?
Who have you hurt?
Hi. I'm Detective Soussa. We've met before.
We're investigating the disappearance
of Ben Shaughnessy.
We'd just like to ask you a few questions
about your relationship to his mother, Meghan.
Sure. Come in.
I remember discussions with my wife
when she wanted number three.
And lucky for me, we had it out,
and I won the battle,
but maybe in your case,
Meghan took it into her own hands.
What are you getting at?
Well, you left the hospital after the baby was taken.
Where did you go?
I told you, 50 times in 50 different ways,
I was looking everywhere for Ben.
Or maybe you arranged for someone to take him,
that third kid you didn't want.
Stop twisting things
because you're getting nowhere with the case.
All I want is my son back.
What are they doing?
We found some debris.
We think someone might have been
watching your house from up there.
What?
When?
We don't know much at this stage.
We'll update you when we do.
Are you her husband?
We're not married.
Er, he's Rory's father.
When did you have your baby?
Almost two weeks ago.
Mmm. Where was the birth?
Katoomba. It was a home birth.
Where did you go when you left the house last night?
I went for a walk.
Tell me about Simon Beecher.
You and your family have been under watch
since Ben was taken.
We know you went to his house last night.
You know who Simon is.
- Mmm. Family friend? - Mmm-hmm.
Were you there?
Nah. Missed it by a day.
I'm navy. I flew in from Joburg.
And I went into labour early, actually.
Who was with you?
A midwife. Er, Belinda Wallace, I think.
And your mother.
If you don't mind,
we'll grab contact numbers for the midwife and your mum,
just to corroborate.
Her mum's in Bali. She's off the grid.
Detective Soussa got the impression
that Simon has something over you.
No, it's just a misunderstanding.
Meg, in an investigation like this,
when people behave in unusual ways,
it can be because they're under duress,
or that there's been an attempt to blackmail...
Simon didn't take Ben. Why would he?
Not a happy chappie, eh?
I'll have a look for the number for the midwife.
Not sure where it is off the top of my head.
Not in your phone?
No, she gave me a business card.
I'll get him his bottle.
You're not breastfeeding?
Sometimes. I don't have much milk.
Is there any chance that we're gonna find out
that Ben isn't Jack's?
I love my husband.
Are you gonna tell Jack that I saw Simon last night?
In my experience,
how much a secret is worth
depends on who we're keeping it from.
Thanks for your time.
Oh, and if you see Megs, tell her I'm thinking of her.
I hope they find Ben.
Will do.
Can you say, "Go away, piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy?"
Hmm?
Why did you do that?
I don't like it when you lie to me,
but I hate the cops more.
Hey.
I'll be back soon.
Where are you going?
It's a surprise.
Hey, Jeremy?
Hey, man. You got my message yesterday?
A Baby Ben story worth paying for? I'm all ears.
Actually, it's about the husband.
Rory?
Hey?
It's OK. You're OK.
Please, Rory.
Please!
Thanks for not shutting the door in my face.
It's fine.
You didn't hit me.
How's Meg holding up?
I think she's gonna leave me.
- Huh? - Mmm.
It's not losing Ben.
Doesn't even talk to me anymore.
Apparently she went out wandering last night.
I had no idea.
I heard that from the cops.
Did she say where she went?
No.
No, I didn't tell her I know.
Fucking Jeremy again!
Here, give it here. I'll tell him to fuck off.
- Give it here! - Looking for a scoop.
Fuck off, Jeremy!
- What's that about? - Who's Rhea Bowden?
I don't know what to do. He's sick.
He's really sick.
Shit!
Aggie, he's burning up.
Call the doctor.
I don't know...
Right now, Aggie. Call the doctor now.
You've reached Charlotte Stewart.
I'm currently in Bali,
so please don't leave a message.
Hi. Is that Dr Kneeble's surgery?
Yeah, this is Agatha Fyfle.
Yeah, I had a baby nearly two weeks ago,
and he's running a temperature.
Tell them it's serious.
I'm talking to the receptionist.
Yeah, yeah, he's off his food, and he's not sleeping.
You're making it sound like it's nothing!
OK. You don't have anything till then?
OK, well, put him down. Yeah. Thank you.
Tomorrow morning first available.
- That's too long. - What are you doing?
- Calling Mum. - He'll be fine!
Aggie, whatever you have done, I do not care!
Rory is sick!
We're not gonna wait.
We're gonna take him to a doctor now.
Meg?
Meghan!
Rhea Bowden. Mmm.
The real estate agent.
Really, Jack?
- Mummy's been crying. - Is the baby dead?
Come here.
Jesus, Jack.
It's OK.
- So, home birth? - Yeah.
Have you got his blue book?
No, I left it at home.
He's dehydrated.
Yeah, he hasn't been feeding.
- Is he vomiting? - A little.
For how long?
Two days.
He needs a broad spectrum antibiotic straight away.
I have some here in oral form.
It's a prevention against meningitis. That's for you.
I'll give him a dose now.
There we go. All done.
Hey.
Hey, my darling.
Thank you.
Hey, Jen? Uh, yeah.
Yeah, just let me know when it comes.
Thank you. Yeah, thanks.
Yep, yep, yep.
The baby needs to go to a hospital straight away.
And I'd like to examine you.
No, thanks.
OK, I need to monitor the baby
while we wait for an ambulance.
No. You can't take him.
He needs to go. He's very sick.
Aggie.
We can go now.
The baby needs to go to hospital immediately.
Darl, you have to let him go.
Don't touch me! Don't touch me!
All right, you're getting worked up.
We're doing what's best for the baby.
Darl, you need to let him go. Please!
Get your fucking hands off me!
Mum!
- Just leave it. - Oh! Aggie!
Wait!
- Where, please? - Anywhere!
Agatha! Aggie!
I'm having another baby soon.
Northbridge. Take me to Northbridge.
OK.
But it doesn't mean I love you any less.
Or you.
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