"A 4-year-old boy has been found dead in bushland not far from the brisbane river." "The cause of thom's death was blunt force trauma to the back of the skull." "Didn't we get you a kit with one like this?" "Gone." "What's going on?" "Apparently the police won't let them take our rubbish." "Well, he must like her - he had a child with her." "I should go." "Thom's real dad was me." "You're incredible." "Tash." "You and mum can't break up." "That's not meant to happen." "Tasha!" "What are you doing?" "I said no to this!" "Let her go, man!" "Dad!" "I did not touch her." "Get out of my house!" "Dad?" "Dad?" "Hey." "Are you ok?" "Yeah." "What's up?" "You'd better come to the pool." "Ok." "Yeah." "Just one sec." "Why didn't you fish it out?" "You're the expert at getting rid of stuff." "I've got muffins in the oven." "Are you hungry?" "Where's your mum?" "Did you speak with Cooper?" "Haven't spoken to anyone." "I'm poison right now, thanks to you." "I told you not to go to that party." "You embarrassed me in front of everyone I know." "Your life might be shit, but some of us are still trying to have one." "I just don't ever want to see you get hurt." "You can't just..." "Throw yourself at guys." "You don't have the right to tell me who to sleep with." "Listen, did you... ..See anybody near the back of my ute last night when Dave brought you home?" "No." "I don't know, I didn't notice." "I've gotta go." "Watch eva?" "Ben." "It's Ryan carr from the house you're painting." "Taylor and I are pretty concerned about your progress, so can you give us a call?" "Hi, pat." "You look dreadful." "Is that wife of yours looking after you?" "Yes." "It's all that rubbish they're writing about you in the papers." "Not fit to wipe your arse with." "As if you could have done a thing like that!" "Good lord." "That poor boy." "Dave!" "I'm on the loo!" "Well, what are you doing in there - knitting a jumper?" "Hurry up, you've got a visitor." "Ok, all this Tasha business..." "Did you put something in my ute?" "What?" "Did you put something in my ute?" "What are you talking about?" "I'm not dicking around, ok?" "Last night, after you brought Tash home." "Ok, nothing happened with Tasha." "Seriously, she's your daughter." "Ok!" "Did you put anything in my back toolbox?" "!" "I don't know what you're talking about!" "Did you?" "!" "Jesus." "Look at yourself." "You kicked me out of your house, you told me to never come back again." "2.2 seconds later you're in here accusing me of what?" "What did I put in your ute?" "What did you find?" "What?" "You can't even tell me?" "Mate, what is going on with you, mate?" "Look, this whole thom stuff is awful, I know that... ..But you're acting nuts." "You're running around, you're accusing people of shit." "Look at yourself." "Look how you're treating the people that care about you." "I shouldn't have come." "Yeah, well, tell me, Ben." "What is going on?" "What did you find?" "Thank your mum." "Hey, mr carr." "I'm sorry, I'm on my way." "Don't bother." "What's that?" "Don't bother going to the house." "I said I'd have it done by Christmas, and I will." "Seriously?" "You seriously think that's possible?" "I've..." "Because I don't." "I just..." "I've got some issues right now." "I just need a day or two..." "Yeah, well, we're gonna find somebody else." "Look, we had a deal." "Take us to court." "Hey." "What's going on?" "They're in your workshop." "I've actually gotta go out, so I can't really help you with that tonight." "Are you expecting him home anytime soon?" "No, not really." "He's gonna be at work for at least, I don't know, two or three hours." "I've gotta run off, myself, so..." "Mr gundelach." "Just the person we want to see." "Do you have the key to this locker?" "What are you looking for?" "It's something to do with your torch." "Is there a problem, mr gundelach?" "Righto, let's get these receipts." "Store receipts, handwritten receipts, print-offs of online purchases." "I said I didn't have a problem with them having a look." "When did you say you bought the torch?" "I don't remember, ask our accountant." "And you don't remember, mr gundelach?" "Last year... two years ago?" "Three?" "Are you alright, mr gundelach?" "You're bleeding again." "I'm fine." "Perhaps we could take these with us and you could take mr gundelach to a doctor." "Thank you for your time." "Thank you for your time." "Why are you home so early?" "I, um... ..I lost the job at the new farm house." "What are you doing, Ben?" "I'll get another job." "You'll screw it up running around trying to do the police's job for them." "They think I did it." "You didn't do it." "I know that!" "Then let it go." "I hate this." "It's ruining us." "It's just speeding things up." "You know that." "We need to get you to dr Turner." "I can get there myself." "Ok." "How are you?" "I'm good." "How are you?" "You look beautiful." "Thank you." "Thank you." "All set?" "Yeah." "Let's go." "You've been through a lot lately." "The whole street's been through a lot lately." "We'll live." "How about your family?" "How's Christy and the girls?" "I wish they didn't have to see it all." "No, it's not fair." "But you can't do anything about that, can you?" "I wish I could." "But this - you should have seen me sooner." "Headaches?" "Yep." "Are you self-medicating?" "Yep." "Let's have a look." "We don't want to see a detached retina." "Ok, look over there." "Now, are you seeing any floaters in your eye?" "Those squiggly things that drift in your vision." "No." "Ok." "Other eye." "And no flashes or black spots?" "No." "Ok." "Retina looks fine, which is good." "But I'm gonna write you a script for those headaches." "Back in a tick." "You can get that filled in next door." "I'll..." "Thanks." "Hello?" "Mr gundelach, Ian cornielle." "You're not on your way to a job, are you?" "What do you want?" "This is a receipt we found in your files this morning." "It just says 'torch kit' on there... ..But we contacted the hardware chain and they verified that the product code at that date..." "..Was the light chief 22." "That's the same make that forensic services determined was used to kill thom murnane." "So, we have the case... ..We have the receipt... ..We have the forensic report..." "..And you own the torch that was used to kill thom." "So what?" "Maybe it's the same model, I don't know." "But I bet you asked that hardware chain how many of those torches they sell, right?" "Hundreds?" "I mean, there's gotta be hundreds of them out there." "Yes, mine is missing, but that doesn't mean it was used to kill thom." "I don't know what happened to it, I don't know who took it." "I don't know where it is." "Thank you for your time, mr gundelach." "How dare they?" "How dare they?" "I had to just go straight down to the newspaper and tell them." "Who needs to know that?" "Who needs to read that my little boy's head was smashed by multiple blows?" "Who needs to read that?" "Jess, the police released it for a reason." "They just want to smoke out whoever they think did it by letting them know they know what was used." "Where are your tablets?" "The sedatives that dr Turner prescribed." "I don't need drugs." "Come on, Jess." "They're in my bag." "Here." "This whole thing is just cutting me into pieces." "I can't eat, I can't sleep." "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "Hi, Jess." "Hi, Vanessa." "I was just... hi, Ben." "Hey." "I was just wondering if you possibly had a ladder." "I was just wondering if you possibly had a ladder." "I was just wondering if you possibly had a ladder." "Maybe you have one, Ben." "It's always the way, isn't it?" "Disaster strikes when you've got a million things to do." "Ha!" "Isn't it?" "We've got a Christmas dinner tonight, Tim's practice." "It's our turn to host." "Of course he's not here, he's gone from the clinic straight to drinks at the hospital." "Sorry about the chaos." "Try having kids." "There's our bloody little niagara." "There's a manhole through there to the roof." "Do you have a torch?" "No." "Thank you so much for doing this." "No worries." "I think I see it!" "Hey, there's a box up here getting wet." "Really?" "Yeah, I'll move it." "Yeah, you've lost a roofing screw." "Is that bad?" "Well, I can stop the leak pretty easy with some silicone, but you're gonna have to replace the sheet of iron." "Are you ok?" "Here you go." "Careful, the bottom's falling out." "Who's the boy?" "I've no idea." "It must be the previous owner's." "We've never been up there." "Let's have a look?" "No, really, Ben, it's fine." "Thank you, you've done so much already." "What about the leak?" "I'll call a roofer." "Really, Ben, you've been a great help." "Thank you." "Yeah." "Hey." "Hi." "Where's your sister?" "I don't know." "She went out." "Cooper came over and she dropped everything." "Didn't you hear his car?" "No, I was helping mrs Turner." "Tash was gonna take me shopping." "Uncle Malcolm's Christmas party's tonight." "It's tonight." "He always gets me a great present, I have to get him something." "Ok, ok, just put your shoes on." "If he says I can have a sip of champagne again, is that ok?" "We'll see." "Did you find it?" "Come on, man, you barrel in tense as shit to my house this morning, asking me if I put something in your ute." "You found it, didn't you?" "Don't be insane." "Mate, we've got a lot of stuff to sort out, ok?" "But this is bigger than that bullshit." "If you've found..." "Keep your voice down." "If you have that torch, it will put you away for life, do you understand that?" "If you've got it, you've got to get rid of it." "I don't have it." "Mate, this is not a matter of the facts, alright?" "It's how it looks." "Jesus, give it to me, I'll get rid of it." "Get rid of it." "You're not ready?" "Yeah, give me a minute." "You smell bad." "So, what do you want to get Uncle Malcolm?" "I don't know." "What do you think?" "This isn't the way to the shops." "No." "Don't worry, we'll get there." "Is that mr and mrs Turner?" "Shh, shh, shh, shh." "This is what Ben found in our attic." "What?" "!" "Just get rid of it." "No, please." "Today." "Wait here." "Lock the doors." "Dad!" "I'll be back in a sec." "Tim." "Ben, what are you doing here?" "Why did you do that?" "Who was that boy?" "Why'd you have his stuff?" "It's none of your business." "Why did you burn it?" "Tell me." "Hey, leave me alone." "What did you do to that boy?" "Ben, it's not your business!" "Eva!" "Hello?" "I said wait in the car!" "You left me alone!" "Why would you do that?" "!" "I didn't know where you went!" "I was coming back." "Come on, of course I was coming back." "No, don't!" "I didn't know where you went." "I'm sorry." "What's going on with everybody?" "Why can't things just be normal again?" "Sweetie, things won't be normal for a long time, you know that." "But you need to be." "I'm sorry, ok?" "We can still go shopping." "It's ok." "What the..." "This one's incredible." "But this one's my favourite, here." "Yeah." "Ben." "Um... this is my friend Oliver, from uni." "Hey." "How are you going?" "Is this the guy you're sleeping with?" "Ben!" "Listen, I should probably go." "I need the computer." "What?" "Exactly." "What?" "What has gotten into you?" "What's gotten into me?" "Why don't you go relax with your boyfriend?" "Oliver is my friend." "You brought him into our house, Chris." "And where did you sleep with Jess?" "Do you have any idea how bad things are?" "Yeah, and you keep on making them worse." "I'm trying to make them better!" "How?" "How?" "You have no idea." "You're right." "My God." "Ben, it's not a good time." "Where is he?" "He's not here!" "Ben, please let me sit down and explain." "You lied to me!" "We haven't done anything." "Turner!" "Tim!" "Ben." "Would you, um... come with me?" "Um..." "Ben, listen." "Jamie kemp." "The little boy in falmouth." "The boy you molested." "I did not molest him." "His mother said you did." "Well, she's wrong." "I'm not in jail, am I?" "The papers said it was a mistrial." "You left england, you changed your name." "I dropped half my name legally." "And you came here." "Did you touch him?" "I never hurt Jamie." "What about thom?" "He trusted you and you killed him!" "Ben!" "No!" "And you used my fucking torch!" "No, you're wrong!" "He was my son!" "Tim." "No." "You're finished." "Ben!" "Ben, stop." "How can you live with him?" "Tim hasn't done anything wrong." "You don't believe that." "You were as surprised as I was when you saw that box." "You think you know, but you don't." "I know enough." "You don't know anything." "Ben, please!" "Get over here." "I know who killed thom." "I don't believe it." "He's your doctor." "He's our children's doctor." "And he was hounded out of the uk." "But he's not in jail." "He will be." "What is going on with you, Ben?" "I found a photo." "Eva said you left her alone at the hospital." "Do you have any idea what she's going through?" "Are you even listening to me?" "!" "There's a fucking paedophile living across the street." "Benjamin!" "You really have to stop all this." "We're going to Malcolm's tonight." "I'm not going to your brother's." "Eva wants us all to go." "Don't let her down again." "You're not arresting him?" "What for?" "Six people verified dr Turner was on shift in the hospital the night your son was killed." "We established that one day after you found thom." "But the boy... in england." "And we knew about that." "There was no conviction recorded, so as far as we're concerned dr Turner is an innocent man." "Although I'm not sure the press will leave it at that 'cause they love a scandal." "I'm sure you can imagine how hard it is to work when everyone thinks you committed a crime." "Dr Turner said something very interesting to me." "He told me what you said to him." "It was in the heat of the moment, admittedly... ..But you said, "you killed him..." "".." "And you used my fucking torch."" "So now you do think your torch was used to murder thom." "That's what you told me." "Right?" "Mr gundelach... what aren't you telling me?" "I have a family dinner." "I'd make the most of that." "It can't have gone missing!" "I bought it yesterday." "I don't know where it is." "Have you looked in your room?" "Yes, I have looked in my room!" "Well, look again!" "Yes, eva, I said we could get a present." "Good." "Where?" "I don't know." "We'll stop somewhere along the way." "Hey, guys... hey, I'm not really ready." "Well, we're late." "Chris..." "Ben, come on." "No." "No." "No." "Yeah." "This is shit." "No, it's not." "Tasha." "Where are we going to stop?" "What for?" "Eva doesn't have a present for Malcolm." "Right." "Hey, can we get him some wine?" "No." "What about a subscription to fuse?" "Come on, let's go." "I'll wait here." "Are you going to jail?" "What?" "We need to know." "I need to know." "I'm not going to jail." "Everyone thinks you're crazy." "I'm going through some stuff, ok?" "Cooper's terrified of you, mum's a wreck, and the turners - what did you do to them?" "People are saying I did something I didn't do." "Yeah, well, you're doing things you wouldn't normally do." "Hitting people, accusing people." "So what are we supposed to think?" "Tash, I didn't..." "Listen." "I just want to know what I should be telling people in case you end up in jail." "I was just having a piss."