My Life Is Murder

Hi, my name's Finn.

Um, I was wondering if you had some time to do a questionnaire,

just for my university Psych...

Hi. Sorry, sir. Uh, Finn.

Hi, I was wondering if you had some time to do a questionnaire.

It's for my university Psych course on normal behaviour.

- It'll only take a couple of minutes. - Wait, wait, wait, wait.

- You're doing Psychology? - Yeah, first year.

- Done non-verbal communication yet? - Uh...

'Cause if you look at my body language,

I was walking at pace,

I'm not making eye contact, my head is up, my chin is up,

and everything about me screams, "Get out of my way."

Psychology's about reading people.

It's about anticipating and interpreting human behaviour,

and Finn, sorry, but you suck at this.

Right? 'Cause if you can't achieve the simple act of choosing

the right subjects for your study, then you've got to ask yourself,

"Is Psychology right for me?"

OK, sorry. Sorry. Don't say it.

How can someone with your attention to detail always be so late?

Why'd you have to say it?

I reckon this must be a PB.

- So, what time's the shark feeding? - (SIGHS)

Steven Harborne, 31, nurse.

No major assets.

Well liked, even though he was a Collingwood fan.

He got home from work about 6:30pm one night last November.

His phone and empty wallet were found in a dumpster

about two blocks away.

Looks like he interrupted a break-and-enter.

Right place, wrong time.

See? Being late has its advantages.

He lived with his fiancee, Jasmine Harris, also a nurse.

She found his body. Neighbours heard her screams.

He'd only proposed to her the week before.

Picked up the ring that day.

The ring hasn't been seen since.

I always thought the knife in the back was more of a crime

of passion than a robbery.

You're probably right.

Good luck with that.

- Not interested in this one? - (SIGHS)

Alright, well, good to see you. Shame this one didn't work out.

Just as well I didn't mention the clairvoyant

that got in touch with us yesterday.

Clairvoyant?

Chloe Angel.

You're making that up.

It's a stage name.

It's a shit name.

She knows specific details about Jasmine's engagement ring,

why Steven chose it, the fact it had gone missing.

Stuff that was never made public.

Any link to the victim?

Anybody who could have told her all that?

Nothing jumps out.

- I see what you're doing. - I don't know what you mean.

You're setting a little trap, aren't you?

'Cause you know how I feel about clairvoyants,

how they exploit vulnerable people, take their money,

giving them false hope that their loved ones are happy

on the other side.

Oh, well, fair enough.

Why the engagement ring?

Why talk about that?

Don't know.

But it's a good question.

You'll have to ask her.

OK, but no grinning.

- I'm not grinning. - No grinning, 'cause you haven't won.

- No, absolutely not. - No, just so we're clear.

Crystal.

Chloe Angel, real name Chloe Burles.

Cleanskin, barely even a parking ticket.

Look, I don't get why you think this woman's lying.

Well, isn't it obvious?

My mum's cousin's stepmum has the gift.

Last Christmas, she spent all night reading coffee cups,

telling everyone's fortune.

Well, it's a party trick, isn't it?

Uh, she knew my cousin's baby was going to be a girl.

Oh, shit. (INHALES SHARPLY)

Well, she's got a 50% chance of getting that right.

What'd she say about you?

That I was destined to work with a talented, powerful woman.

Oh, well, maybe there is something in this.

No, there is no such thing as destiny.

Look, you're wrong.

People need things in their life they can't understand.

- It gives them hope. - For what? That big lotto win?

That Prince Charming is going to come in

on his white horse? Here.

Look at her big show. Crap ticket sales.

Public's not stupid.

They know she's a phoney.

Look, bad ticket sales doesn't mean she doesn't have the gift,

just should have hired a publicist.

There is no gift.

All clairvoyants do is instinctively get a read on someone,

ask cleverly-worded questions,

and then respond quickly to what they're saying.

Uh, you instinctively read people, ask cleverly worded questions,

and then respond quickly to what they say.

Yeah, but I'm not pretending to talk to dead people, am I?

Hey, listen.

- (MEOWS) - Stay off my pillow, alright?

I don't want to tell you again.

Cats are different.

Chloe. I'm Alexa.

We talked on the phone.

Cor, I was expecting, you know, red velvet,

and candles and stuff.

Never got hung up on expectations, does more harm than good.

You're the police, right?

Yes.

Did... did my dead ancestors tell you that?

No, you just... you look like a cop.

Well, you're half-right.

I assist the police when they're lucky.

You used to be a cop, though.

So, is this your day job?

Being a clairvoyant doesn't pay well.

Maybe one day.

Is that why you contacted the police with information

- about Steven's death? - No.

No, it's...

...it's Steven.

He's talking to me every day.

I can't shut him up.

Is Steven a tree?

What? No.

He's... he's all around us.

All the spirits are.

What did he tell you?

About the day of his death, about how just before he died,

he picked up an engagement ring to be resized.

He keeps saying the word "epiphany" over and over.

I don't know what it means. Um... I've told the cops all of this.

Did he tell you who killed him?

Well, he doesn't seem to be busy. Why don't you ask him now?

Hm.

That's not how it works.

I get images and voices, like a dream, but awake.

I can't control it.

If you're withholding information from the police,

there will be a hindrance of investigation charge

with your name on it, I promise you.

It's not me.

It's Steven.

He won't... he won't tell me.

He won't tell you.

The only person he'll speak to is his fiancee,

Jasmine.

Hello?

Jasmine! Jasmine!

We did all we could, you know that.

I know, I know.

Jasmine.

My name's Alexa Crowe.

I'm assisting the police with Steven's case.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

Which one?

I mean, patients die all the time.

You'd think I'd be used to it by now.

Well, maybe when dying stops meaning something to you,

it's time to leave.

Well, I'm one step ahead of you there.

I handed in my notice last week.

- Oh, yeah? - Mmm.

Time to quit, huh?

Yeah, I've been thinking about it for a while.

All my friends keep talking me into staying.

And maybe it is what Steven would want, I...

You got engaged right before he died.

So, tell me about the ring.

He was getting it resized.

Yeah, it was his mother's Tiffany ring.

When we got engaged, he...

He said he had an epiphany to give me that ring.

Did he use exactly that word, 'epiphany'?

Yeah, he... he liked that it rhymed with Tiffany.

- Oh. - You know, thought he was funny.

w

Yeah, that is funny.

'Cause there's a... a clairvoyant,

and she says that she's in touch with Steven,

and claims that he uses the word 'epiphany' all the time.

I knew it. I knew that he would try and contact me.

Really?

Yeah, I've been to a dozen clairvoyants, trying to contact him.

I can't believe it's finally happened.

I have to go and tell Adam and Abby,

'cause they've been helping me look for him.

Hang on, hang on. It's probably just...

- It's a horrible trick. - I really want to talk to her.

What's her name?

It's Chloe Angel.

But you have to be careful

because she's going to say a whole lot of stuff