Top of the Lake

I want to know the bad thing you were going to tell me.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Johnno: Now at first I thought they were going to be decent and just drive you home...

But then when they turned off toward the river,

It was pretty clear that wasn't going to happen.

I remember that turn.

Sarge said he wanted to show me a secret sand island.

And I said, "no thank you, I don't have time,"

And he said, "that's okay,

"won't take long.

"we'll be quick."

Man: Time for a walk, sunshine.

-(men laughing, robin crying) -man: Hey!

Hey! Where you going?

-(men laughing) -man: Let's get it done.

-(dog barking) -robin: No!

Man: Come on.

Robin: (screaming) no!

-Robin: No! -Man: Get her!

Get her!

I could hear you screaming.

I actually pissed all over myself.

And then I worked out I could get out. I found a little latch.

And I climbed off the back of the truck, and I walked towards the screams.

One of the guys came walking towards me, and...

He asked me if I wanted to have a go.

Johnno: You're hurting her! Man: You want a go, mate?

Please, no! Don't!

Sit down. Good boy! Bad boy.

Good boy!

Robin: Please, no!

I should have helped you.

And I didn't.

Is that it?

I was a coward.

No.

There was nothing you could have done.

It was four against one.

You were a kid.

Where you going?

To take the rubbish out.

-Right now? -Yeah.

-Why can't it wait? -Because it can't.

Johnno, please, can you stay?

-(banging) -johnno: Sarge!

-Sarge! -(banging)

Sarge?

Johnno: Where are you, sarge?

Sarge?

Hey, what's going on?

Settle down, mate.

Get in your car.

You're going to leave here, and you're never going to come back.

-What's your problem, mate? -The problem?

You raped my friend,

Fucking sweetheart.

15, she was 15.

I don't remember, mate, I don't know what you're talking...

-(yells) -fucking hell!

Jesus!

-Leave! Leave! -Please, mate, I don't know what you're...

-Please, mate. -Get the fuck out of here!

Leave!

I'm going to love you forever.

I will never let you go.

Walk through the valley of death

With a fucking rainbow above us.

Hi. The boss wants you.

Can you come?

-Hey, what's happened? -He'll tell you.

How's your mother?

Fine.

You're in love, aren't you?

Oh, it's none of my business.

Look, I've got a bit of a problem.

I need you back.

This is detective robin griffin.

She's the officer in charge of the disappeared girl, the tui mitcham case.

When I called from auckland, I was told by zena sami that the case was closed.

We've had a lot of readers' inquiries, they want to know if the girl's been found.

Uh, no. No, it's not closed, and it's not looking good.

The girl's been missing for more than two months.

The statistical chance of survival in this weather is less than one percent.

If you'll excuse me, I'll leave you with robin,

I've got another appointment to rush off to, but, uh,

Look, if you're down here again let us know and I can show you some of

The good things we have to offer down here.

-Do you fish? You ski? -No.

Take you heli-skiing, you can write a story about that.

See you later, robin.

Well, tui was pregnant,

Which is not for publication, it's a child protection issue, so...

Even if she is deceased,

It's statutory rape and her body is very important evidence for us.

This cafe's actually modelled on a danish initiative,

It's a training scheme for troubled kids.

-That'd be a good boost to self-esteem. -Yeah.

Tui's up there.

-Oh. Can I take a picture? -Mmm-hmm.

The top row, in the middle.

Just got a call from your journalist friend.

Very impressed with your candour on the case so far.

Well done.

I told him we have a dna database.

That has to happen.

Yeah, it's a good idea.

-What do you know about April stevens? -What?

Oh, that was a sad story, that, um...

That added up pretty much to a suicide.

What about the traces of cocaine in her vagina?

Sounds like you've met our crime-writer pathologist.

Did he call you up, get you to meet him at a quiet motel?

-Something like that. -Yeah, that's his mo.

He's concerned.

No, he's not concerned, he's exhausting.

I've got one of his novels holding up my desk.

"on the rocks."

You need furniture in here.

I feel like a student again.

Hey, you be careful of your, uh, drug addict friend.

-That was a long time ago. -Oh, he'll fuck up again, I'm waiting.

Don't wait.

Okay, I won't.

Will you marry me?

-This is weird, al. -No, hear me out.

I'm old enough to recognize my angel when I meet her.

Just think about it.

Not now, but over the next few weeks.

We could have a life together, a beautiful one.

We could have a baby, whatever you want.

Redeem me.

Or if you're not interested, go ahead. Exterminate me.

I wouldn't want to do that.

Turangi: Hey, I think I'll wait here, eh?

Does it ever end? Does it?

Are you dying?

Yes, yeah. Mmm.

Nothing wrong with that.

Very natural.

The body knows what to do. Just go with the body.

Are you frightened?

You're not going to experience this death of yours.

He will.

I'll be dead.

What about the pain?

The pain will never be too much, but when it is,

The body goes unconscious.

But you guys have drugs, yeah?

Yes, morphine.

That's not good.

Find some heroin.

In nature there is no death.

Just a reshuffling of atoms.

Gj: And you?

Do you have a question?

Would you like to ask something?

No.

-Here you go. -Ah, good.

Mum, do you recognize this guy?

Should I?

Do I know you?

Hi, jude.

Johnno mitcham.

Oh.

He has a tent set up by the lake,

And he chops my wood and we keep each other company.

Robin: Swimming in the lake?

it was freezing.

Gj and the women were really helpful. Well I think...

I can't say what happened, but,

I'm lighter.

I'm feeling relieved.

That is remission. You've got to believe in it.

Jude: Maybe.

Well, remission from the arguments anyway, eh?

Jude: Yes.

Jude: Yep, we don't argue anymore.

We even talked about getting married.

I proposed with a beer tab.

Robin: Hey, are you teasing?

-The lamest job ever. -Ah.

Turangi, I need a shot.

Thanks.

You okay, mum?

Turangi: It's been like this. She's fine, and suddenly the pain hits her.

Turangi: Okay, johnno, just follow me. Strike.

Can I speak with you?

Robin: Of course.

I'm caroline platt.

Bob platt's widow.

I heard that you're the one who found his body.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize who you were.

I don't live here at laketop anymore.

Bob and I were getting a divorce, actually.

We met in christchurch to discuss it, and decided to try again, away from laketop...

Well that never happened.

Bob wasn't an angel.

He drank too much,

And like a lot of real estate agents, he could be sly with facts.