City Homicide

How was that, baby?

Fantastic.

You want to know why?

Gonna tell me?

Oh, yeah. I am.

You see...

No! No!

No!

Oh... No.

No!

No!

I'm starting to feel like a monkey in the zoo here.

Just say what you think.

Uh, you look great. Very zhooshy.

Mmm.

Mmm.

New suit, new haircut. What's the occasion?

No occasion.

You met someone?

No.

Matt, Jennifer - get your skates on.

Someone's buying his clothes.

Thanks.

Car's registered to a Benjamin Hapsidis.

Lives in Kew.

Bring him in. Maybe he panicked, ran off, left his car.

Doubt it. He'd need a walking frame. He's 91.

Probably still asleep, doesn't even know it's stolen yet.

Maybe he loaned it to a homicidal grandson.

Get Uniforms over there to check it out.

Any word from the Weather Bureau?

Yeah. It rained at about 2am.

It's wet underneath the car, so it was parked here after that.

No driver's licence but there's a family Medicare card.

Mitsios. She's either Mia or Soula.

There's also some shopping dockets for places in Toorak.

Could be she lived nearby.

I'll try running the name against phone numbers in that area.

Hopefully we can get an address.

Get a canvass happening, Sergeant.

Pubs and clubs. She was dressed to party.

We'll do a street run too in case anybody saw anything.

Give Freeman and Joyner a call. They love a good doorknock.

No, no, no, a FREEgan.

See, there's vegos, there's vegans and then there's freegans.

See, the difference with us is we eat anything, as long as it's free.

Right.

So you cruise the bins, picking up food that's been tossed away.

Exactly. See, the haves throw away perfectly good stuff.

The have-nots, we pick through the scraps.

That's how I found her. It was the shock of my life.

Did you see anyone else around?

No, the place was deserted. Except for a few rats.

Just stay there.

OK.

Smells of urine.

Mmm.

Junkie's kit. Spike, tourniquet.

Not unusual around here.

Well, spike maybe not.

But a full kit?

Junkie mugging gone bad?

Hmm. Could be.

I got a likely address for the victim.

Actually, for an M. And S. Mitsios. Apartment in South Yarra.

We'll head over there.

Sarge?

Yes, sooner the better.

This was a hate attack.

Could be a sexual element.

Let's wait and see the pathology report.

Oh, my God. Soula.

I'd usually be with her. We go out a lot together.

Where?

Uh, clubs, pubs.

Both in the same boat. Both recently left our husbands.

Both husbands pigs.

A list of the places that you go to in that area would be useful.

Yeah, sure. I can do that.

God, I can't believe it.

She's reference number two on her Medicare card.

Husband Vasilis is one, another female on three - Mia.

We have her noted as living here too.

Uh, yep, that's Soula's daughter.

She lived here until a few weeks ago.

She's moved out? Yeah.

And I moved in.

We've been kicking up a bit ever since.

Soula said we deserved a bit of fun.

If you have their daughter's mobile number, that would be useful.

Yeah, sure.

We'll need to notify the rest of the family.

So don't contact anyone about this.

There's a son too. Tolis.

His dad will know where he is.

You don't? No. Soula didn't see Tolis much.

They didn't get on.

Where can we find her husband?

Missed a bit.

I wonder why the son isn't on the Medicare card.

Dunno. Older, independent of them?

Ask Dad.

Oh, and remember - this could turn out to be

more than just a death knock.

Oh, really?

Estranged husband in the middle of a divorce settlement?

Shall I suck the egg now or save it till later?

Save it till later.

Police! Mr Mitsios?

Having a busy morning, are we?

Our killer is.

Same method of attack, judging by the blood patterning in the wounds.

One slash when he opened the door then he was chased through the house.

More wounds to the back as he ran. Same as the alley.

The attack finished here, then he's gone over the balcony. Very full on.

Looks like I was wrong about the sex element too.

One female victim, one male.

It's about the family.

You want to see if the chop squad will bump the woman up their list?

I'll give Pathology a call. You two pick up the son and daughter.

They may need protection and/or interviewing.

Sure, Sarge.

So, got addresses, have we?

For the girl, yes.

And the son too now.

Tolis. Works for Daddy.

Not anymore.

I'll invite him to join us.

Superintendent. Senior Sergeant.

Everything alright?

Oh, just inserting a few fleas in a few ears.

Ah. Not ours, Sarge.

Yeah, we're having trouble getting into the nightclubs.

They're shut till this evening. Zero cooperation.

And I knew you were tied up at the other scene.

So I took the liberty of getting onto the local boys myself.

They're going to chase the owners and get you some access.

Thank you.

Oh, we've managed to get Pathology to prioritise

your autopsy on the dead woman.

Si.

What's he so interested in?

Let's find out, shall we?

Hey, mate, can we have a word to you?

Oi! Mate!

Stop! Police!

Stop!

Oi!

Stop there. Stop there.

OK. Police. Police.

I didn't do anything. No? Why'd you take off, then?

I see you guys look at me. I got nervous. Cops have that effect on me.

Do you know anything about what happened back there last night?

Nup. Yeah, right. You 're coming with us.

But I haven't done anything. Hey, just cut it out.

You 're not under arrest.

You 're just going to help us with our inquiries. Come on.

Jeez, you need a bath.

Oh, isn't that your wife?

No.

No, I don't think so.

So, who's this?

I haven't done anything.

I know this is a very upsetting time, Mia,

but we need to ask these questions.

Sure. Of course.

That's the daughter. Sparkes is talking to her brother.

Have they given us anything?

Not yet.

They don't seem to like each other very much.

The morgue was even chillier than usual with those two in there.

Anything from the autopsies yet?

They haven't started on the woman yet.

It's like a parking station in there. There's trolleys everywhere.

Ms Mitsios.

Thanks.

Your parents - was it an amicable divorce?

That'd be the day.

Isn't this a waste of time? They're both dead.

Couldn't have killed each other even if they wanted to.

So they didn't get on?

They were OK. Civilised.

They were at each other's throats.

Why?

He wouldn't give her anything.

Anything she got, she had to fight for.

I don't know what she expected.

I mean, what was he going to do?

She'd been sleeping around.

That's why they split up? Yeah.

He kicked her out?

No. They had a big fight. And she walked out.

She'd had the affair because as far as Dad was concerned,

she didn't even exist.

You know of any enemies either of them may have had?

Mum... No, not really.

Dad probably had a few.

He was pretty ruthless when it came to his real-estate business.

Mr Mitsios?

I don't know. I wasn't particularly close with Dad either.