The morning that my wife died, she seemed tense.
She said that she had made the decision to sack her assistant.
- She did this. - It's just so weird,
because last night you said, 'I wish it would
burn to the ground.'
- I didn't mean it. - No, of course not.
Your support has just meant the world to me,
so I really hope you can rely on me too.
Of course.
Paul Brooks,
you're under arrest for the murder of Dean Walsh.
The suspected murder weapon was found in your apartment.
- You put it there, didn't you? - Why would I do that?
If I've made a mistake, I want to put things right.
It's too late. I'm being questioned about the murder of my own wife.
A bribe?
His wife died. He wasn't thinking straight.
It's corruption, Ollie.
Why would you tell me?
I saw the way you looked at your sister.
You know exactly what I'm talking about,
who she really is, and you don't like it.
Don't tell her I came here.
Dad, we have to cut her off.
Sorry, excuse me, what are you doing?
This is my house. That's my stuff.
You said you were done. You said you were done
with chasing potential murderers around.
Margie, how long have you been lying to me?
Mummy, please, can you just let me in?
Oh, God!
You scared me!
What are you doing?
The kids say that they like schnitzel,
so you know, I'm making schnitzel.
In the dark?
Well, I didn't want to wake you.
A lifetime supply.
They'll freeze.
It's 1am.
I'm sorry. I just haven't
slept alone in 15 years.
Turns out I've forgotten how.
Yeah, first night's the weirdest.
You think there's gonna be a second night?
No, I didn't mean that,
just that I get it.
Well, I'll try and be more quiet
with my schnitzel making. Ah...
Come on.
Ugh. This is hideous.
I'm doing you a favour, Mum.
Clara?
*CREDITS*
Morning.
Oh, good. You're a night and a morning person.
- Sleep well? - I reckon I got
a good, solid 45 minutes.
For some stupid reason I decided to check my e-mails at 3am.
I saw that the wedding rings we ordered are ready.
Thanks for letting me share your bed.
No problem. It's been a while since I've had to.
What? Are you saying you haven't, you know...
..since the divorce?
Ooh, it has been a while.
- I kissed Daniel. - What?
- As in 'kiss' kissed? - Yep.
OK, just to be crystal clear,
was it like a hello kiss, or like a, 'Hello!' kiss?
- Well... - I know.
- Just because, you know, you... - Hate the guy. I know.
Do you often kiss men you dislike?
I'm gonna get that.
Kids, grab your things, Dad's here.
Coffee? And before you ask, yes, I've only got instant.
That'll be a no.
Snob.
I'm not a snob, I'm Italian.
Uh-oh.
You're doing that thing with your ear.
The 'I have something to say and don't know how' thing.
I got a call from the insurance company this morning.
And?
They've approved the payout for the fire.
Oh! Well, that's great.
Maybe not 'great' great, but I get a deposit for a house,
you get to re-open the furniture store.
It's a silver lining at least.
Isn't it?
The thing is, I've crunched the numbers,
and my half isn't enough to rebuild the business.
At least not in Sydney.
- Canberra is another story. - Canberra?
Yeah. I've been talking to my brother.
What if we all moved down there and opened the new store with him?
We?
It'd be a really great thing for the kids.
You mean a really great thing for you.
Well, there is another option,
and that is you re-invest your share back into the business.
You're actually serious.
That way I can stay in Sydney,
and I wouldn't have to take the kids.
Take? What do you mean take?
I will rip that ear off if you don't answer me.
Look, the last thing I want is an ugly custody battle...
- Oh, really? - ..but the way
- you've been behaving... - I thought we were over this.
And I thought you were done with Heidi Lang.
Do you think I like this? Do you think I wanted
my furniture store to burn down?
None of this is my fault, Clara.
Right. Have you two got everything?
Yep.
I mean, nope.
Right. Give mum a cuddle.
Mmm.
OK, I'll see you two munchkins soon.
Bye, Mum!
Just think about what I said.
- Who is it? - Since when do you put the chain on?
Since I found out my fiancBee is still chasing a potential murderer.
OK, fair enough.
Oh, come on, let me in. I'm not wearing any sunscreen.
Trish, please. I'm frying out here.
Another 30 seconds and I'll be crackling.
Thank you.
So, the jeweller e-mailed.
The wedding rings are ready.
I can grab them after work if you want.
- Trish? - Is this cold feet?
No! My feet are warm. Hot, even.
You said you were done. You said you'd moved on from the trial,
and now I find out you've been sneaking around behind my back.
It's like you've been having an affair.
Wait, what? That is a big no.
I mean, Clara and I
shared the same bed but absolutely nothing happened.
- What? - Clara's straight.
She kisses boys. I mean, ones she doesn't even like.
- I absolutely... - I didn't mean that kind of affair.
And all of this secretive behaviour in my book says...
It's an emotional affair.
It's not like that. It's just that...
The more we dug, the more we realised
that what we thought was the truth, what we heard in court,
it wasn't the whole story.
So?
So, we were asked to deliver justice, but we didn't.
- Not for Belinda. - Belinda?
Who's Belinda?
The victim. Belinda Brooks.
- Right, sorry. - It just...
It didn't feel right to turn our backs on her.
I can understand that, and I kind of respect you for caring so much.
- You do? - Yeah.
But that doesn't explain why you lied to me.
We've always shared everything.
We've always supported each other.
This, Margie...
It feels like you're punishing me for something.
Well, that's ridiculous.
Well, denying it isn't helping.
OK, well I don't know what to do then.
Take the sunscreen with you.
Awesome, you're here!
Heidi. Hey.
I didn't know you...
Did we agree to meet here?
You said you did this class,
and I thought I'd like to be stretchy too.
Oh, crap. Forgot my water bottle.
At the office.
Must have left it there. Ugh. Annoying.
But I can't do yoga dehydrated.
I'd better get back.
I'll see you another time.
Uh, before you go, I wanted to ask,
what were you doing talking to my brother the other day?
At lunch?
Two days later, out the front of my parents' house.
Oh, right. Yeah. I lost my credit card.
I thought I must have dropped it
so I went back, and I bumped into Angus.
Well, it looked like a pretty intense conversation.
I mean, I drove past, I saw you two chatting.
I'm sorry.
I know it's wrong getting involved in other people's families,
but the way he treated you at lunch, I didn't like it.
So I went over there to tell him to cut you some slack.
Thanks.
There aren't a lot of people in my life
who would go into bat for me like that.
It didn't work, though.
What?
So much has happened.
It's official...
Angus is the new CEO of Lang Ventures,
and his first order of business was to cut me off.
He's even kicked me out of my own home.
Straight cis white men. Am I right? Ugh.
I'm sorry to hear that. I'd better get back.
Hey, is there any chance
I could stay with you for a couple of nights,
just until I figure something else out?
- Oh, um... - I can handle a lumpy couch.
I'm no princess.
It's just now's not a good time.
- I've got Margie crashing. - Oh.
And the kids need their routine, with things not great
- between me and Dom at the moment. - Wait, what's he done this time?
Huh? Oh,
it's fine. He's fine.
It's just we had
- a tiny tiff this morning. - About?
It's no big deal.
Come on.
The insurance money came through, and if I do re-invest my share
back into the business, then Dom will have to move to Canberra.
He wants to take the kids with him.
Wait, Clara, you're not giving him that money.
No. I mean, I don't think I should either, but...
But that fire was what you needed to get your life back on track.
I'm not sure I needed
- a fire, exactly... - But it's what
you've always wanted. Your own place.
Weren't you grateful in the end?
You're right.
I should take advantage of this great opportunity.
It's all good.
I'll find somewhere else to crash.
Remember, stay hydrated.
So, you wanted to show us something?
Yeah, Heidi's face.
It's been a very intense few months, I know.
We came so close to shutting shop, to losing
absolutely everything, but thanks to
a little bit of luck and a shit-tonne of hard work...
extra special shout-out to you, Sarah, and to Bree.
And we did it! We did it. Not only...
Did you see it?
Heidi's face?
- The look on her face. - Oh. Yeah.
Is anyone else following this?
This video was taken the night before Belinda died.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I remember this. We watched it in court.
The DPP were trying to build a case that Heidi and Belinda
- had had a falling out. - Yeah,
defence used this video to show us that there was
no falling out. Heidi's smiling.
Sure, it looks that way, but now I know Heidi, I know that look.
She wasn't happy.
Nope.
Hmm.
Where was I?
I don't know. Where were you?
Heidi got all weird when I mentioned I might not take
the insurance money, that I wasn't grateful for the fire.
She didn't admit she was behind it,
but it was like she wanted me to acknowledge her, to thank her.
And Belinda didn't mention Heidi in that speech.
Exactly.
The night before Belinda died, there was a work drinks.
I've been through this. I don't know why she wanted to sack Heidi.
All I know is that she did.
Belinda mentioned something about nearly losing the business.
There was a period where things were tough.
Cash flow issues, debt...
But that changed?
Belinda inherited some money after her dad died,
and she used that money to bail out her business.
Belinda's father died? How?
The man liked his single malt.
One night he liked it a little bit too much.
He took a tumble and he fell down the stairs and hit his head.
Did Heidi know that Belinda was due to inherit that money?
Belinda was his only child, but they didn't have much of a relationship
on the account of him being a prick, but he was a loaded prick.
Why? Do you guys think that Heidi...
Killed Belinda's father for the money.
Special favour.
It's twisted.
Oh shit, it is.
Maybe that night Heidi got angry at Belinda for not acknowledging her
for saving the business, and let something slip about her dad.
That would make sense, why Belinda wanted to fire her.
Why didn't she tell me?
Maybe Belinda didn't quite believe it herself.
Heidi, she has this way of telling you something
without really telling you.
The album was open.
What album?
On the day that...
I found Belinda's family photo album open on her desk.
She must have been looking at it the night before when she got home.
Oh, she never looked at pictures of her dad.
I should have realised it, though. I should have seen
that she was rattled.
She was terrified, and all I could do was just go for a jog.
This isn't your fault.
If someone you cared about ended up dead,
you'd blame yourself too.
Hi, Dom.
I'm Heidi. One of Clara's friends.
We need to talk.
Wait, you can't just...
Not gonna offer me a drink?
I didn't realise that would be so pulpy.
I've heard a lot about you.
And?
Not all of it is great, I'm afraid.
Likewise.
I'm here because I'm worried about my friend.
Clara told me how you're using your kids
as a bargaining tool
to bully her into giving you her share of the insurance money.
No.
That's not how it is. You've got no idea
- what you're talking about. - I don't need to hear
your justifications. I'm only interested in making sure
my friend isn't screwed over by her ex, again.
Especially since last time didn't end too well for him,
what with his furniture store burning down.
Heidi!
Mia, Jamie! How was rock climbing the other day?
So fun.
I climbed the really big one.
What? Oh, my gosh! High five!
I don't think we've met.
Mandy, right? The sales manager?
Doesn't mind a married man.
Yeah, I know all about you too.
Hey kids, why don't we finish packing your bag in the bedroom?
You said we could watch TV.
Just do as Mandy says, OK? Good boy. Come on.
- Come on, Jamie. - Bye.
Bye, you two! Have a good day.
You have really cute kids. They take after their mum.
It's time for you to leave.
I can't believe this is where Belinda died.
It's a bit weird that Paul wanted to stay
after all that.
I do wonder if he'd like to sell when he gets out of prison.
You're using this as a business opportunity?
- Seriously? - What's wrong with that?
Got them.
Paul said it was the green album Belinda was looking at.
There she is. A little older than Zoe.
Look. She's with her dad.
Imagine how heartbreaking it would have been for her
to find out why he died.
She would feel responsible.
Oh, awkward school formal pic.
Still, her dress beats mine.
What was yours like?
I don't want to discuss it.
But I won't be revisiting salmon chiffon.
Don't worry,
Mum made mine.
There were purple sequins involved, and feathers.
I feel like you could have pulled that off.
No one pulls off feathers.
You could.
Oh,
- you two! - What?
Are you bonking?
- No! - Ah!
I can sense these things. It's my high EQ.
I can, ooh, smell the lust.
- It's wafting. - It is visceral.
Nothing's...
How long has this been...
Is it like a friends with benefits thing?
We're not bonking.
- Who even uses that word? - No one.
They did kiss.
- What? - Margie...
You told her?
- You didn't tell me? - How the hell did you manage
- to make this about you? - I only found out yesterday.
You've known for a day?
Can we... this is not the time or place to discuss my love life!
You're using the L-word.
My non-love life! We're investigating a murder.
We've finally found a motive. So what now?
What are you doing, you weirdo!
- I need to talk to you. - I'm not interested in anything
you have to say.
We figured out why Heidi killed Belinda.
Yeah.
Heidi has this thing where she obsessed over people
and then does them favours, except they're not really favours.
In fact, they're the opposite of favours.
Can you get to the point?
Heidi killed Belinda's dad to save the business.
Belinda figured it out, and when she wasn't
grateful enough, Heidi threw her off the building.
Case closed.
Have you got any physical evidence to back up your theory?
Well, no. But I have motive, and that's emotional evidence.
So you've got nothing.
Can't your cop mates find something?
I mean they never even looked into Belinda's dad's death.
Maybe if they did their job properly
and investigated, they could find something.
Alright, I'm gonna go now.
OK. Yeah, um...
Sorry for lowering your heartrate.
I can't believe Daniel and Clara find love just as we lose it.
Yeah, it was just one kiss.
Sometimes that's all it takes.
You know when I invited you to have a lonely hearts drink,
this is not exactly what I had in mind.
Well, I told you I had to see my mum.
When does it stop hurting, Margie?
When am I going to feel whole again?
You and Eliza were together for 11 seconds, yeah? You'll live.
I'm not saying it's the same as you and Trish, it's just...
I really liked her. I've never really liked anyone.
I'm sorry. Welcome to heartache.
The good thing about this, at least we know you have a heart.
So did your mum and Trish get along?
I suppose so. I mean, mum knew her,
liked her, invited her to Christmas and Easter.
Even introduced her to the family.
- Oh. - As my flatmate.
Ouch.
I mean, it wasn't easy for her, you know?
She came from a different world.
But it would have been nice
if she just could have acknowledged us as an us.
If I could have just rubbed our love in her face, just once.
OK, yeah, yep.
Sorry.
No, it's fine. I just can't tell if you like her
- or not. - She's my mother.
I love her.
Doesn't mean I don't want to kill her sometimes.
Where's the bloody...
Sorry.
It smells really nice.
Dom? Hi.
They're not here.
- But it's my night with them. - Not anymore.
What's going on?
Dom.
She came here. That's what.
She knows where I live, where our children live.
Who?
Heidi fucking Lang!
She threatened me.
Pretty much admitted to organising the fire.
She knew all about the insurance money, too.
Not to mention scared the shit out of Mandy.
Did you put her up to this?
What? No. I had no idea she would do that.
Where are the kids?
Dom. Where are they?
- They're at Mandy's parent's place. - Where's that?
You really think I'm gonna tell you that?
Excuse me?
You disclosed our whole lives to a psycho-murderer.
She's already burned down my business.
There's no way I'm letting you put our children in any more danger.
Hey, you can't keep my kids from me.
As long as Heidi's out there, you're not going anywhere near them.
- You made it! - Ah!
Thanks for the invite. I definitely needed
the power of the downward dog after the week I've had.
Ha.
Oh, me too.
But also, I wanted to say thank you.
You went to see Dom.
I don't know what you did, but Dom called me,
told me to forget all about Canberra.
Mmm.
- That's good of him. - Yeah.
And it looks like I get to keep
my share of the insurance money, too.
So, all's well that ends well.
That's great. Oh, that's really great.
Because I've been thinking... now, this might sound crazy,
but maybe we need to do something crazy once in a while.
- Like? - Are you ready for this?
Yeah.
Buying a house together.
Because I've been looking around, and honestly,
you can buy three chateaus in the French countryside
for the price of one shithole in Redfern.
But if there's two of us, and if we pool our resources,
then suddenly our options look a lot brighter.
Oh, wow. That's interesting.
Well, I said it was a crazy idea.
You weren't kidding. Well obviously details
will need to be matted out,
but there's an open house later this arvo.
We should check it out after class.
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - OK.
Welcome, everyone.
Please find your comfortable seat.
Bring your hands to your heart, and let us begin our practice.
Take a deep breath in...
..and a gentle sigh out.
I cannot believe I invite you to meet my mother
- and you steal her hand cream. - I didn't
steal her hand cream. I was just borrowing it.
And now I'm replacing it. Which one was it?
Avocado and shea butter.
- Purple and white tub? - Yep.
Yeah...
- What? - Nothing, nothing.
Hey, have you tried rosehip oil?
- No, no, no! - Give me that.
Discontinued.
They can't discontinue it!
Rosehip has a lovely scent and it says it soothes...
My mother has been using the same hand cream for 35 years.
Maybe it's time for a change, huh?
Have you tried almond oil? Good for soft, supple skin.
So typical. You work hard your whole life,
just so you can enjoy the little things,
the tiny things, like hand cream.
And does life repay you? No. No, it just
takes and takes. It's not fair.
It's a really, really great hand cream.
And it deserves to still be here,
moisturizing the hands of the people that we love.
Are you sure this is about hand cream?
Trish.
Margie? Is everything alright?
You're right. I have been punishing you.
- What? - Because I'm angry.
- With me? - Yes, with you.
What? Why?
Because you never let me be!
Shh, shh, shh.
My mother hasn't moved, hasn't said a word for three years.
She just lies there like a blob.
Yes, she's alive, but she's not here.
She doesn't know we're getting married, or that we can.
My whole life, I was told I can't have this, because of who I am.
It turns out now that was all bullshit.
All I ever wanted was for my mother to watch us
walk down the aisle and commit to one another.
But because some random blood clot lodged in her brain, she can't.
And it's so effing unfair.
I know. I know it is. I know.
Do you?
Because you never let me express that.
- What? - Whenever I feel teary
or frustrated or just even a little bit peeved, you swoop in
and remind me of all the positives. She's still alive, she's OK.
It's so annoying.
I'm trying to support you.
It doesn't feel like support. It feels like denial.
I...
I'm sorry. I...
I shouldn't have lied. I shouldn't have kept
the whole investigation a secret. I knew it was wrong.
I'm sorry, too.
What now?
I don't know.
I really hate sleeping by myself, though.
Eh? What do you mean you agreed to buy a house together?
I didn't agree. We're just looking for now.
- What do you mean? - I know
it sounds nuts, but I didn't know what else to do.
I have to keep her close
if I have any chance of seeing my kids again.
Dom is not going to take your kids away from you.
He's gonna try. And he has a point.
If she keeps popping up and threatening him,
I can see why he wants to keep them away from her and me.
This isn't your fault.
I invited her into our lives.
Clara, drop me a pin, alright?
Because I want to know where she takes you.
I've gotta go.
Dad? Is everything alright?
Well there's no pool but there's plenty of room
for a Slip N' Slide, which is way more fun for the kids anyway.
You really think we can afford this? I mean, look around.
Everyone else seems to have familial support.
Oh, forget them.
We can do this on our own.
I don't want to be a downer,
but without the bank of mum and dad in the city,
everything feels out of reach. Like, even people with good jobs
need help from their parents. Take Belinda for example.
Didn't her dad's inheritance help save the business at one point?
Where did you hear that?
- During the trial. - Heh.
Did you see the bathtub in the en suite?
I just love a good bath.
He died not long before her, hey? Belinda's dad?
Yeah. Yeah, a couple of months, at least.
What if Belinda was grieving?
Could that have been the reason why she might have jumped?
Clara, I've already told you Belinda didn't kill herself.
She wouldn't have done that.
And besides, her and her father weren't even that close.
I mean, she barely spoke to him.
It doesn't mean she wouldn't have been upset.
Well yeah, but he was old, and he had a long, happy life,
and he died peacefully in his sleep. It's a good way to go.
You know what? I don't think this place is for us.
Let's keep looking. I'll see you later.
Oh, OK.
Do you remember the first meal I ever cooked for you?
Mmm. It was a beautiful chicken... whoa, that's a lot of schnitzel.
Yeah, well that's just what couldn't fit in Clara's freezer,
or ours, or in the deep freezer in the back shed.
You've been butchering your emotions again, haven't you?
Yeah.
Like when your mum first had the stroke and you made
600 shish kebabs.
622, actually.
Mmm.
Ah!
Ooh! Ooh, they're so sparkly.
I know. I'm so glad we went with the bling.
Yass! It's our wedding, we should treat ourselves.
Stop, stop! It's bad luck.
Alright! Superstitious.
I love you.
I love you so much.
That's why I hated seeing you so upset about your mum.
But it was wrong of me to push those feelings aside.
I was treating you like one of my patients.
Yeah, well, I didn't need a nurse.
No. You needed a fiancBee,
who could listen, who could get angry with you, who could...
What's going on?
I'm letting it out!
Yeah!
All the frustration about your mother,
all the frustration towards your mother.
Come on. Scream it with me.
You need this. Heck,
I need this. I'm not a flatmate!
She is my fiancBee!
I don't need to answer that.
No, go on.
- Really? - Yeah,
answer it.
Hi.
Belinda's dad died when he fell down the stairs, right?
Yeah.
But Heidi just said he died in his sleep.
She did it, Margie. I know it.
If we could just pin it on her.
Yeah, and we will.
But I'm kind of in the middle of something.
Can I...
Can I call you back later?
Sorry.
It's OK.
Really?
Yeah. Just be safe, and don't do anything stupid,
and tell me everything, and also never, ever
share a bed with Clara ever again.
I promise.
Look, if this is about Ollie, he needs to just get over us.
We were never a thing anyway.
This has got nothing to do with Ollie.
He doesn't even know I'm here. None of them do.
OK, gonna tell me what this is about?
Is it to do with the bribe you took?
Well?
I want to cut a deal.
Hello?
- I'm sorry to call like this. - It's OK,
but Dom's really mad, and I don't want to get stuck
in the middle of this.
Hang on.
I'm not calling to ask for anything more
than just to speak to my kids.
I need to hear their voice,
make sure they're OK.
Come back here, Jamie!
Mia, Jamie, wanna say hi to mum?
Yes!
Mum, did you know that methane is cow burps not cow farts?
- I can't say I did. - We made cupcakes
out of chickpea flour last night.
They didn't turn out so great.
Sometimes the baking part
is even more fun than the eating part.
Mum?
Sorry, sweetie. I have to go.
But I love you both and I can't wait to see you.
Love you.
Heidi.
- Hey. - I'm being tried again.
- What? - You need to help me.
I don't understand.
Apparently the jury at my trial was tampered with.
- Wait, what? - Someone's claiming
to have been bribed, which is just crazy, right?
Uh, yeah...
I have to do the court case all over again.
But what if the new jury aren't as reasonable as you?
What if they find me guilty? Clara, please, you have to help me.
I mean, how?
Well, you can make him take it back.
Him? How do you know the juror was a him?
What? I...
Why would I be able to speak to this person?
You were the foreperson. I just figured
you might have your own suspicions on who it might be.
I'm sorry.
I wish I could help, but I have a work function.
What? First you don't let me stay with you,
which means I have to hide out
at my parents' farm house like a pathetic squatter, and now this?
After everything I've done for you, this is how you thank me?
I'm grateful.
For everything.
So you'll help me?
I'm late.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Good to see you.
We need to talk.
- So have you heard? - Heidi knows.
She knows it was you, and she's not happy.
What were you thinking?
I had to do it.
We discussed it. We decided.
What about Zoe? You can't go to jail.
I won't. I made a deal.
Because I confessed off my own back, they agreed to a suspended sentence,
community service, two years good behaviour bond.
But why?
Because coming clean,
it's the only way to keep everyone safe.
And to say I'm sorry, and mean it.
You were right. You wanted to vote guilty.
Everyone else agreed with you.
We should have listened to you.
What kind of community service?
Teaching.
Oh. That's good.
In prisons.
Well, you get to leave after class, so that's also good.
Heidi is gonna be retried.
So it will be worth it.
I hope so.
It just feels like she's always one step ahead.
Yeah. You shouldn't be on your own tonight.
I'm staying with Margie.
She asked.
Yeah. That's a good idea.
Alright. So I'll see you round?
Yeah.
You can go with him if you really want to,
but I don't know why you would.
Seriously? He's not worth it.
OK, fine. Whatever.
But you're totally gonna regret this.
Sorry. A bit too loud for libraries.
My friend, she just dogged me again.
Sucks when that happens.
Even worse, she's done it to hang out with this total d-bag.
We're meant to be going to this listening party.
The new Betty Litchfield album.
You friend clearly has some priority issues.
- Are you a fan? - Yeah. Like, massive.
Zoe, why aren't you answering?
I'm at the library. Where are you?
Hey. Excuse me, sorry...
have you seen a young girl? She's 16 years old.
She's got blonde, curly hair like yours.
I think she was at that table.
- Yeah? - She must have left.
Do you know where she went?
I don't normally ask people where they're going when they leave here.
Yeah.
Anika, it's Zoe's dad.
Look, I'm trying to find her.
Do you have any idea where she might be?
Emily, it's Zoe's dad. Have you heard from her?
Zoe, I need to know that you're OK.
Please, if she calls you, then you tell her to call me.
- Zoe's gone. - What?
She was studying in the library.
I'm meant to pick her up. She's not here.
Have you called?
I have, alright? And she's not answering, and that's not like her.
I've called all of her friends. No one's heard from her.
OK, there's probably an explanation.
Do you think she could be behind this?
Heidi could have taken her.
You don't know that.
You said so yourself... Heidi is volatile.
Do you know where she is right now?
She told me she's been hiding out at her parents' farm house.
Right.
Be careful.
Heidi!
Zoe!
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