Catching Milat

G'day, mate. What are you doin'?

Let me guess. You're lookin' for a lift, right?

Uh, yeah.

Where you off to? Melbourne.

Right. I'm not going to Melbourne, mate. I'm going to Canberra.

Does that help? Yeah, that'd be great.

Alright. I just gotta go in the shop here.

Take your stuff and whack it in the truck there and I'll be right out.

Cheers.

G'day, anyway. Name's Bill. Um... Paul.

Paul Onions. Oh, Onions!

Like the bloody vegetable, mate.

You know, I think you're the first real Aussie bloke I've met.

That's gotta be a bloody good thing, don't it?

Yeah, so, I finished up and decided to get out and see the world a bit.

Right.

Do you, um, get any special forces training in the navy, do you?

No. No, no, no, nothing like that.

Just, uh... I worked on the air conditioners, actually.

So, I'm an engineer.

Engineer?

How long you been in Australia?

Oh, about five weeks.

Right. You meeting anyone in Melbourne, are you?

No. Just, uh... just heading to a job, actually. Fruit picking.

You look a bit tired, mate. You should have a sleep.

I'll look after the driving.

What's going on?

When you... get this far out of Sydney,

the radio doesn't pick up a station,

so I'll just check in the back for my tapes, OK?

Hey, mate, what are you doing? I was just stretching my legs.

No, stay in the car, mate. I'm just gonna stretch my legs.

No, stay... Just stay in the car, OK?

I'm just gonna look for those tapes under the seat.

Is everything alright? Yeah, everything's good, mate.

You know what this is? Whoa.

It's a robbery, you stupid Pommy prick.

Alright, mate, there's no need to do this. What you doing?

Get back in the car and put your seatbelt on.

What are you doing? Shut up, mate.

Get back in the car and put your seatbelt on, alright?

Just relax.

Get back into my truck! You're mad!

Come back!

Stop! Get back in the car, mate!

Get back in the bloody car!

Stop the car! Stop the car! Get back in the car!

Stop the car! Stop! Stop please! Stop the car! Stop the car!

Please. Thank you. He's got a gun. He's got a gun.

Get back in the bloody car! Get out.

Get out. I've got kids in here! Get out.

I'm in. Drive. Drive. He's got a gun, he's got a gun. You just go.

Just drive, drive, drive. Drive, drive, drive.

I knew you'd panic, Mum.

We're nowhere near the earthquake.

Ring us when you get there, Joanne.

I really don't like you hitchhiking, OK?

Grape picking. Can you imagine ME doing that?

So, um, anyway, give us a call.

You're keeping safe, aren't you?

- I miss you. - And we'll send money.

If you need money, we'll send money, but no hitchhiking, alright, darling?

Is a callous murderer preying on young tourists,

in Real Life with Stan Grant.

Welcome to Real Life.

One of the main reasons foreign tourists give

for coming to Australia

is they see us as a safe country.

How, then, to explain two young German backpackers

vanishing without trace?

As Jane Hansen finds, there have been other mysterious disappearances

that raise fears of a criminal pattern.

In the past 18 months,

six international tourists have gone missing in Australia

without a trace.

And the latest case is that of missing German couple

Gabor Neugebauer and Anja Habschied,

officially missing since Christmas.

We are the parents of Gabor Neugebauer.

We are looking for our son.

21-year-old Gabor and 20-year-old Anja

arrived in Australia last November.

The couple had planned to return to Germany on January 24,

but since their last phone call home on Christmas Eve,

their families have heard nothing.

This is our son, and this is his girlfriend Anja Habschied.

She has red in her hair.

We want to know if anyone has any information of where they might be.

One new message.

Hello, Paul.

This is Dr Stein, your psychologist,

confirming your session on Tuesday evening at 7pm.

Thank you.

End of final message.

Not going to work today, Ivan?

What's that, Mum? Not going to work?

Nah. Got the day off.

Oh-ho-ho! Oh, looks really good.

Really, really good.

Oh, come on, Bodgy, you're just saying that.

Nah.

Can I help, brother? Please.

Oh, yeah, I suppose.

You can hose the rims out, if you want.

Yeah, um, hose... Here y'are, mate.

Hey, mate, did you... you got that Lotto ticket?

Oh, shit, yeah. I almost forgot.

There you go. Cheers.

Gotta be in it to win it, eh, bro? Mm-hm.

You've missed a spot, Bodge.

You missed a spot. Where? Where? Where?

Hey! Hey! What do you think...

Shirley! You love it.

Hey, Shirley.

Oh, you think that's funny?

Oh, you think that's funny? Yeah, I fuckin' do.

Come here! Look, here! Come here! Cut it out.

No! How do you like that?

Do you like that? Hey? What about that?

Cut it out.

You smell nice. I what?

You smell nice. Give me the hose.

There's something wrong with you, Shirl.

You watch yourself.

Hey, Paulie. What's going on here?

Hey. How are you, champ?

Good, mate. Good to see you, mate.

Yeah. Eh? Doing alright?

Yeah. Good man.

You remember Paulie, don't youse? G'day.

He's working the Easter Show, I said he could just spend the night.

Is that alright, or... Oh, yeah, whatever.

Yeah, as long as he behaves. Doubt he will.

Turn it off. Turn it bloody off. Better watch yourself.

I heard if we get off at a place called Casula,

no-one mans the station, so we don't have to pay.

Well, I don't mind paying. Yeah, but why pay if you don't have to?

It's brill, and we just hitch from there.

When did you get that? Lovely, isn't it?

Mum and Dad sent it. Oh, yeah.

Right, you ready? Oh, this is gonna be great, Jo.

Mum and Dad would be stunned if they knew.

Fruit picking, ME? They'd laugh.

Jesus Christ, Ivan.

You, um... you been shootin'?

Yeah.

Yeah, what did you catch - a roo, yeah?

Want a cup of coffee?

I'll, um... I'll get you a coffee.

How do you take it? Black.

We can't put our minds to anything. Not cooking, not work.

The pressure's too much for us.

Jo's been missing four months now.

And, um...

..I just want things to go back to normal.

For Jo to ring up so we can go on with our lives.

There has to be someone out here that knows something.

I'd just like to add, at this point, there's nothing to suggest

that either Joanne or Caroline have been harmed in any way, so...

Detective Gordon, do you have any idea where they could be?

The girls, they were last seen leaving Kings Cross on April 18.

South of Sydney, there were unconfirmed sightings of them later that day.

I'm asking if you have any idea where they are now.

No.

At this point, we have no clues as to their present whereabouts.

Which is why we've come from Wales, to appeal to someone who must know.

Where is our daughter?

Where is Joanne?

Please...

You know where you are?

Yeah, let me check.

You run too fast, mate. You run too slow.

Keith...

Keith!

Oh, shit.

This is Detective Godden. Bob Godden.

The constable will take your details.

We'll get back to you shortly. Yeah, OK.

Tyre tracks...

I was just going down my normal track...

Christ... Just this stench...

Joanne Walters' body was lying on her stomach,

with her right arm stretched above her head.

The body was badly decomposed, especially about the upper torso.

Around Miss Walters' head was the remains of a cloth gag

tied in a knot near her right ear...

..with another piece of cloth wedged between her teeth.

The body was stabbed 14 times about the neck and chest.

One of the wounds cut hard into the spine

and would have paralysed the victim if she was alive at the time.

Miss Walters' jeans were fastened at the top

but the lower four buttons were undone.

There was no underwear on the body.

Bones! Bones!

Caroline Clarke's body, like Miss Walters', was found lying face down.

The victim was stabbed once in the middle of the back

and a maroon jumper was found tied around her head.

Miss Clarke had been shot 10 times in the skull.

No! NO!