Treasure & Dirt

Are you here for the decapitation?

I thought we got rid of you.

I was stationed here.

Taught young Narelle everything she knows.

Now she's back for more.

(ON RECORDING) Jonas McGee is dead.

His head's been chopped off.

Is that you? No.

Where's the head, Garry?

You had one job.

Someone's been down there, Garry.

There was one guy that Jonas took under his wing.

What's in the box?

Stanley Honeywell. Works at Cuttamulla Mine.

Jonas had serious opal.

He sold opals through you? When he had them.

Where are they going? Iron Ring.

What's that? Nothing good.

(ON VOICEMAIL) This is Senior Sergeant Nathan Phelan

from Professional Standards.

I'm calling with regard to Ivan Lucic.

When was the last time you saw your father, Elsie?

Before my daughter was born.

This is David Mamon.

He owns a commune up here - The Third Row.

You knew Jonas McGee.

You've got an aura. It's like a child.

As the light falls... Sin you'll see.

Missed you, Elsie.

Thank you, David.

Welcome home.

Right, kiddo?

Bess, your turn.

Your silly old grandpa, Jonas, he'd be very proud of you, Bess.

What is this?

Terrible.

The torso of the victim was found over 24 hours ago in his mine.

His head put its feet on, tiptoed around in the night...

..to your compound.

Well, well done.

I can see you're really piecing this whole thing together now.

Doug... Do you mind if I call you Doug?

No. You know what to call me. It's "The Mayor".

Mm.

Jonas's head is pointing its finger at you.

I reckon someone's having a lend of you, Detective. Yeah.

We've got a warped sense of humour round here, you know.

Life underground will do that to you.

Is there anyone in town

who might want to throw you under the bus?

Well, people have their grievances, Narelle.

You know, they can be petty. You think someone's murder is petty?

Don't you go putting words into my mouth.

Didn't they teach you that at detective school?

When was the last time you saw Jonas McGee alive?

When I gave him that axe.

You gave him the murder weapon? Steady on, Narelle.

You can kill a man with a pen,

but it's not a murder weapon, now, is it?

No. I gave Jonas the axe for mining.

He found black, took it to the Irishman,

and made these beautiful little things here.

Huh?

So, you gave him the axe and he gave you opal?

Yeah. You see, what he wanted to do was trade for the blade.

I think he was quite enamoured with the, uh...

..the Star of Bethlehem and the cross that's engraved on it.

I reckon that he thought a cross in the hand

meant that God was on his side.

I figured, well, that he was going to bribe his way back

into The Third Row with the seer.

Turns out all he wanted to do was mine with it.

And hallelujah...! Someone cut his head off with it.

Yeah, there is that.

Anyway, I've got mayoral business to attend to,

so if there's nothing else, detectives...

Oh, and by the way, uh...

..there's still a hot tub with your name on it.

Don't leave town.

Nobody leaves this town, Detective.

It's got a funny way of sinking its teeth into you.

Isn't that right, Narelle?

Ciao, ciao.

I need you to go to the compound... Mm.

..talk to Elsie. Elsie. I can do that.

Mm. I'm going to go to Cuttamulla, track down Stanley Honeywell.

Oi!

What the actual...?

Thanks, Garry!

You better return that cruiser

as neat and tidy as when you stole it, mate!

(ON RECORDING) You are enough.

You are a born leader.

You know how to talk to any woman.

You are confident, strong, and powerful.

Bess?

Hi.

Cool. I always wanted to shave my head.

What are you doing there?

Looking for special stones. Oh, yeah?

I'm looking for your mum. Could I go in, do you think?

Hey! There's a gate.

Not a fence, though. It's OK, Miriam.

Bess, you go with Miriam, OK?

Hey, Elsie. Nell.

I was hoping we could have a quick chat about your father.

Yeah?

What's with the haircuts?

Penitents must be baptised to start anew.

Righto. Are you moving back in?

For now. And Bess is happy with that?

What about school? I don't have much time, Detective.

OK. You spoke to your dad.

Phone records indicate

two conversations between you, actually.

Eight minutes, three weeks ago. Five minutes, three days after that.

It's interesting

'cause you were ignoring his calls for months.

Now, your alibi checks out,

but I need to know if he mentioned a Stanley Honeywell on those calls.

No. Hmm.

Who's that?

He was your father's cellmate...

..and yesterday, he was found at Jonas's caravan

holding 20 grand cash in a shoebox.

Did someone owe your dad money?

Look, I don't know. Hmm.

But that money that...

That money is mine now.

Is that what this is about? You need money?

How is that your business?

Why didn't Jonas come back to The Third Row after prison?

He wasn't welcomed back. Why are YOU welcome back?

You left. I didn't leave. I was cast out.

By David? By my father.

What for?

I sinned.

Elspeth! Bess?

Hey! Hey!

She's OK. She's OK.

It's alright, sweetie. It's OK. It's OK.

Sign says no entry, mate.

I'm looking for Stanley Honeywell.

I understand he works here.

He's a suspect in a murder investigation.

Also a magician, apparently.

That a joke? No. He vanished yesterday.

Well, Stanley's here...

..but he's down the hole.

I need you to get him out of the hole.

Too dangerous.

Everything OK, Merv?

Ah, I just caught him having a stickybeak.

Not a good time to go for a wander around a mine site, Mr...?

Detective Lucic.

Colleen Delaney...

..owner of Cuttamulla Mining.

Merv, earplugs.

So, what can I do for you, Detective?

I'm looking for Stanley Honeywell.

What? The Giant.

Oh, yes.

I'm afraid Stanley's going to be down the hole

for quite some time now that the blasting's started.

That's what I was trying to tell him.

But we'll make sure he gets to the station

once his shift finishes.

If one of my employees is in any trouble, Detective,

it reflects badly on Cuttamulla.

We can't have that.

There's always someone trying to shut us down.

She's just digging around in the dirt by herself,

no other kids around.

(ON PHONE) Does that worry you? You sound worried.

She doesn't have anybody to play with.

It's stupid. It's not stupid, Nell.

Jesus Christ! On the bright side,

the forecast says it's going to clear up there soon.

Yeah, the forecast is always wrong here.

Cal, I've got to go.

Is there a problem, Narelle?

Fair click you were doing there, Ray.

You're not picking me up for speeding, are you?

That's a bit below your pay bracket, isn't it?

Got a licence for that weapon? Course I do.

I've got a licence for all my guns. I do security now.

Here, I'll show you.

What do you need all these guns for, Ray?

It's to keep me safe.

Oh, yeah? Who are you? Robby Inglis.

Nell Buchanan. I'm working the homicide investigation.

Yeah. Hey, do you mind if I ask you a question, Detective?

Sure. What do you think about this jacket?

Bit warm for here, by the way. I knew it.

I knew. I said. I told her.