McLeod's Daughters (2001–2009): Season 1, Episode 22 - Deep Water - full transcript

- [Narrator] Previously
on McLeod's Daughters.

- They think that I didn't
lay it on and I don't.

I choose.

- You can tell anyone you like

'cause no one's gonna believe you.

- What if Joe Cook doesn't believe us?

- If we do this together, he will.

I promise.

- You tried to kill me.

- If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead.

- Yeah, I agree.



It's a good idea.

- A good idea?

I'm a genius.

- Yeah, so you keep telling me.

- You should have seen
Jennifer Ascot's face

when I told her

I was having a charity
polo match on Drovers Run.

Now, if this doesn't win friends

and influence Miss Gungellan judges.

- Have you decided what
it's in aid of yet?

- I don't know.

Animal aid, farm aid?

Talented girls who want
to move to the city aid?

- And before I forget, you
should get the couch fixed.



- Yeah, thanks.

(horse neighing)

Looks like you've got a visitor.

- Get out.

- Ah, Beck.

Lot of books here for
someone who can't read.

- I said get out.

- I just dropped by to tell you the news.

Charges against me have been dropped.

Seems young Kimmy's changed her story.

Told the cops she'd
made the whole thing up

just like you, Becky.

I knew you'd nicked it.

- You're lying!

It's not true!

You got to her, didn't you?

You can't just slime
your way into my place

and think that you can get away with it.

- Your place?

That's a joke.

You're just a hanger on, aren't you?

Taking Claire McLeod for all you can get.

- I hate you!

I'm gonna get you!
- Get off! Get off!

Get her off, would ya?

- You are trespassing, Brian.

I suggest you leave now!

- Yeah, well she's a thief.

- And you're a rapist.

- I'm not, according to the police.

- You can't do this to me!

I hate you!

- I'll be back for the pool table.

- You can't get away with this.

I'm not gonna let you do this to me again.

- [Claire] Stop it.

- I'm not gonna let you
do this to me again.

Why are you doing this to me?

(solemn music)

(upbeat music)

♪ It'll take some time
to find your heart ♪

♪ And come back home ♪

♪ You could walk for
miles past every river ♪

♪ And find you're not alone ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ No, no ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

(weeping)
(solemn music)

- Doesn't seem fair.

- So much for my statement.

- It stinks.

(truck engine whirring)

- [Jodi] Becky, stop!

Becky!

Becky!

- [Female Speaker] We've got to stop her

before she does something--
- How exactly?

We'll chase after her?

Run her off the road in the muck?

(solemn music)
(birds chirping)

- It's just a polo match, mum.

You're not feeding the masses.

- Would you prefer I offer
Liz Ryan a bowl of peanuts?

Well exactly, so clear the decks.

Come on.

Belt up and make room.

- News.

Had a ring around, no one's seen her.

- I understand how she feels.

She must want to kill Brian

but making us worried
sick isn't gonna help.

- Can't believe the charges
against Brian have been dropped.

There must be more evidence against him.

- Well, you can ask Senior
Constable Cooke tomorrow.

He's coming to the polo match.

(truck engine whirring)

I'll go.

(knocking) Beck.

Beck?

- I'm not staying.

Everything is stuffed.

- What happened?

- Nothing.

I'm,

I'm gonna go away now.

- Listen, Beck, I understand.

But you're not going
anywhere, not like this.

- I have to.

- Listen, Beck.

Don't make things worse.

Stay here, get your head together.

(solemn music)
(birds chirping)

Meg, I'll need you to
help me feed the cattle.

- Becky?

- She's out for the count.

Keep an eye on her today, will you?

- Sure.

- What about the polo match tomorrow?

- Well, we'll need to find
a replacement for her.

There's no way she's up for it.

- I can fill in.

Well, it's only bush polo right?

- Exactly.

- So?

(relaxing music)

- Is anybody here?

- What's that noise?

- Branch.

- I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

- Oh, me too.

- Is Peter coming?

- He said he's drop by.

See how Brave J's doing.

Might stay the night.

Makes sense.

- Might take (mumbling).

- Not bad.

We got that done in under an hour.

If there's time, I'd like to
make a start on the weeding

in the (mumbling).

(solemn music)

- I thought you might
like to come over here.

- What is it?

- Probably better you just take a look.

(solemn music)

- Go away!

I hate you! I hate you!

I'm not gonna let you get away with this!

- Becky, Becky, Becky.

It's alright.

(shushing)

(water splashing)

(solemn music)

- What are we gonna do?

- It might not be what we think.

Someone else might have killed Brian.

- And drove out here to dump the body.

Why would they do that?

- Okay, he committed suicide.

- No, no way.

- He fell.

It was an accident.

He fell and drowned.

She's gonna go to jail.

- Hey, mum.

I found Brian's ute in the bush.

- Should we roll him back?

- But he's not in it.

You know, I reckon he's
come back to get Be--

- Jodi.

It's okay.

It's okay.

- Becky's killed him.

- Listen to me.

I want you to go home.

But before you do that,

I want you to show me
where Brian's ute is.

Do you think you can do that?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, okay.

Okay, it's gonna be alright.

(solemn music)

- Just about there.

(door slamming)

- Okay.

One, two--

- Are you sure we're
doing the right thing?

- Unless you got a better idea.

- Three.

(groaning)

One, two, three.

(groaning)

(rock music)

(groaning)

(water splashing)

(solemn music)

- Okay, so who died?

Really, you should see
the looks on your faces.

You would think we were
going to a funeral tomorrow,

not a polo match.

Can you pass the salt?

- We're tired, that's all.

- Right.

Well, I finally figured out

what I'm gonna say to Senior
Constable Cooke tomorrow.

Two words: cover up.

No really, you should think about it.

If this was a crime against a bloke,

then Brian would get more
than a slap on the wrist.

There would be a full investigation.

The crime squad would be brought out.

- Leave it, Tess.

It's over.

I'm really sorry about today.

- Do you want to talk about it?

- Or maybe you'd just
prefer to eat something.

- I can't remember much.

It's all a bit of a blur.

- Well, that can happen.

Fair enough.

- So there's no need to worry
about the polo match tomorrow.

I've been practicing.

We're gonna murder the opposition.

- You know what?

I'm gonna go to bed.

I'm a bit tired and big day
tomorrow and everything.

- It's a good idea, Jodi.

I won't be that long myself.

- [Jodi] Becky.

(spitting)

- What's going on?

Something's up.

I want to know what it is.

- Becky killed Brian.

- Yeah, right.

- Meg and I found his body
this morning in the dam.

- What did the police say?

- We didn't tell them.

We took the body and hid
it in the national park

and made it look like an accident.

- You and Meg?

(laughing)

You're having me on, aren't you?

(solemn music)

Right.

- We didn't know what else to do.

(sighing)

- [TV Announcer] Now, just
recapping the late stories.

Australian's leadership role

in the international cattle
industry has been confirmed,

with the United Nations
adopting (mumbling)

to the Australian system

of describing meat cuts worldwide.

- Have they said anything?

They haven't found him?

Can I sleep here tonight?

- Sure.

- You okay?

(smooching)

You sure?

- Yeah.

(birds chirping)

I don't think I can go through with this.

We should have canceled, mum.

- Can't do that.

Look too suspicious when the body's found.

- Yeah, if it's found.

- I just wish Cooke wasn't coming.

All he has to do is look
at me and I'll crack.

- Alright, look.

I suggest whenever you're near him,

just shove food in your mouth

so you just gotta smile and
act as if nothing's happened.

- Morning.

- Hi.
- Morning, Beck.

- Sleep well?

- Not really.

Claire, I think I want to work today.

I don't think I can face the townies.

- Sure.

(knocking on door)

- Morning, all.

Any chance of a cuppa?

- No worries.

- I'll do it.

- Beck, I think that
southwest boundary fence

could do with a bit of a once over.

- Onto it.

- Becky, can I have a word in private?

- Don't bother.

Brian told me himself.

My word doesn't count for anything.

- The DPP can't proceed

if they don't reasonably believe
they can get a conviction.

There's not enough evidence to convict.

That doesn't mean that
Brian's been exonerated.

- Yeah, but we all know what happened.

- And he tried it on me.

- He can prove that that was provoked.

My hands are tied.

Without Kimmy and no eye
witnesses, the rest is hearsay.

I'm sorry.

I know you want justice.

- The only justice is what
you make for yourself.

(solemn music)

Jodi.

- [Male Speaker] Bit nervy, are ya?

- About what?

- [Male Speaker] Oh, about
getting done like a dinner.

- Not by you, I'm not.

- Celebrate (mumbling).

(laughing)

Right, I didn't know you were turning up.

- Hey, I've been looking forward to it.

Haven't played in ages.

- Well, you better watch yourself, mate.

I'm a full gold player.

- We might have a battle
on our hands then.

I was a (mumbling) state player for years.

- Is that right?

- Gee, last time I looked,

this was just a friendly polo match.

- Get away, Claire.

There's no such thing.

- You haven't seen Becky, have ya?

- Yeah, she's fixing the
southwest boundary fence.

You weren't with her last night, were you?

- No, why?

- Nothing.

Thanks, Brett.

- Nice to see ya.

- See ya.

- Hey.

Wonder what she sees in him.

- Oh, that looks good, yes.

- Is everything alright?

- Oh, Meg, it's lovely.

You've gone to so much trouble.

- Not really.

- She's been slaving away
in the kitchen for days.

- I wouldn't say slaving, Jodi.

Oh look, they're about to start.

Better get on my horse.

- Oh, riding as well.

Housekeeper extraordinaire, your mum.

- I know.

(laughing)

What about over here?

- This is for us, is it?

Oh lovely.

- Alrighty.

We're playing bush polo
(mumbling) here today.

Now, remember the rules.

Rule number one, there are
no rules except for one.

As ref, my word is final.

(laughing)

Any back chat from you, you're off.

- Oh yeah, yeah.

Let's get on with it.

- Alright, captains.

Choose your teams.

- Right-o.

- Heads!

- Tails it is.

- Peter?

- That's a cheap shot.

- That's tactics.

- Joe.

- Meg.

- Terry.

- I really am sorry, Tess,

but it really is a no brainer.

Jimmy.

- Ed, you're on.

- I hate this.

It's like being at school

and never being picked
for the netball team.

- Hey, you can keep score.

- Oh, thanks.

Come on, Oscar.

- Thank you, Jodi.

Tell me, I haven't seen
the Howard girl around.

Has she left Rovers?

- No, no, Becky's around somewhere.

- Unfortunate type.

Always seems to attract trouble.

- You know, Becky's

not as bad as you think.

That's if you don't count murder.

- [Male Speaker] Not playing today?

- Nah, I've got better things to do.

(laughing)

- Look, I'm sorry, Beck.

- What?

What are you sorry about?

(laughing)

- I heard about everything.

About Brian, about him getting
off, and I think it's wrong.

I really do.

For what it's worth, I believe you.

- Just go.

- Sorry.

(solemn music)

(whistle blowing)

(people chattering)
(upbeat music)

(cheering)

- Oh dear.

- [Male Speaker] Nice shooting, player.

That's their goal!

- [Male Speaker] Uh Claire,
your goal is that way.

- That way!

(people chattering)
(upbeat music)

- Good goal. (laughing)

(people chattering)
(upbeat music)

(people cheering)

You keeping score?

- Yeah, not just the game.

There's no way I'm handing
out oranges at half time.

- Well, whatever way you
look at it, we get it done.

- Yeah.

- There were some pretty dirty tactics

being played out there.

- Well, maybe it's time

to employ some tactics
of our own, you know?

Level playing field.

- It's not like we started it.

- You mean cheat?

(mumbling)

- Excuse me.

Tess, isn't it?

Angela.

I was wondering if you could
point me to the ladies.

- Sorry, we don't have
any of them around here.

(laughing)

- Nick told me you were a character.

- I'll show you, they're this way.

- Thanks.

- So Angela, where do you live?

- Adelaide.

- Alright.

What do you do?

- I work for a law firm.

- Aw, lawyer, huh?

Must be pretty boring,
all that corporate stuff.

- I really wouldn't know.

I only handle criminal cases.

- Oh wow, must be fascinating.

Do you mind if I ask you something

like hypothetically speaking?

- No, not at all.

- It's about this case.

I read it in a book.

Claire, we're stuffed.

- Oh, it's alright.

We've got a few surprises up our sleeve.

- No, I don't mean the game.

Legally, we are in it up to our necks.

(whistle blowing)

(groaning)
(upbeat music)

- Give me a break.

Hey, ref!

- [Referee] What?

- Hey, did you see that?!

Someone's been messing with my gear!

- Why don't you check your gear?

- Oh, get away.

It should be a penalty.

Look, they're about to score.

(people cheering)
(upbeat music)

- He's normally very well behaved.

- Boys will be boys.

- Hey!

Alright, there's two for me thanks, Megs.

Look out!

Look out, Peter!

(cheering)
(upbeat music)

(whistle blowing)

- So what's the score?

- Yeah, who won?

- Come on, Tess.

Put us out of our misery.

- Okay, well, adding it up,

it seems to me you're both disqualified

for excessive and unprecedented cheating,

so it's a draw.

(audience applauding)

- You're joking!

Get away!

(audience applauding)

- You're not angry with me
about the game, are you?

- No, why would I be?

- I only have back as good as I got.

Yeah.

- Give us a hug.

- Sure.

- Can I ask you something?

- Shoot.

Well come on, love, spit it out.

- Yeah, alright, alright.

Do you think you could
ever murder someone?

- Um, what do you mean?

- Well, supposing you
got pushed to the edge

and there seemed no way to
back down from the situation.

- What kind of situation?

- Oh, I don't know, I don't know.

Just something that wouldn't let up.

And then out of sheer
desperation, you killed them.

- What are you trying to say, Meg?

- Suppose you knew them.

Virtually live with them.

Knowing that they had murdered someone,

would that bother you?

I mean, would it...

Terry?

- Clearly, we were nobbled.

Otherwise, we would have won.

It's as simple as that.

- Well, you better take that
up with the Senior Constable.

- Hey, Senior Constable.

- Well officially,
there's a lot of evidence

pointing to illegal maneuvering
and underhanded play.

- That's right.

- However, as I'm off
duty, I didn't see a thing.

- Ha-ha.
- Oh, get out.

Well, you talk about police corruption.

Gee.

- Have you seen Terry?

- No.

- Oh, I saw Terry leave, Meg.

Did you need him for something?

- Oh, I don't know.

- We have a problem.

- He's pretty emaciated looking.

Might need to call in a vet, Claire.

- Could have worms or
a bacterial infection.

- Sand impaction in the gut maybe.

- Well, there's only one way to be sure.

You'll need a stool sample.

- Blood test.

- Or it could be BJD.

- [Female Speaker] What's that?

- Bovine Johne's disease.

It's contagious.

- [Male Speaker] Yeah,

might need to cull the
rest of the herd, Claire.

- Can you shut up for one minute?

I know I need to get
blood and stool samples

and before I go shooting my
stock, I'll get an autopsy.

Thanks for your help.

- Anytime.

- You know, it could have
something to do with the troughs.

- I know.

Well, we'll get the water checked out.

There's a couple of jars in the ute.

- I took a look at Brave J.

He's fine.

Doing a good job there.

- Well if he turns up,
can you let me know?

Thanks.

Killarney.

Just had to talk to Terry about something.

- How's the rest of the herd?

- Oh, looks like it's
isolated whatever it is.

- I'm really sorry, Claire.

It's a terrible position to be in.

- Yeah.

- But I can't take any chances.

I want to move Brave J and
adjust him somewhere else.

- Hang on, hang on.

We don't even know what it is.

- Yeah, that's exactly my point.

I want to be on the safe side.

- Oh, but if--

- Listen, I also think we should hold off

bringing any other horses at the moment.

- Oh, no way.

I mean, what is that going to
give out to potential clients?

- Well, it shows that we
have concern for their stock.

- And it shows that I can't
look after my own stock.

(sighing)

Look, why don't we just talk
about this in the morning

when we have more information?

- I think it's best if I
left with the horse tonight.

- Alright.

- I'll leave you to it then.

(solemn music)

- I'm dead.

Oh.

I found that by the dam.

- Okay.

You don't have to worry, alright?

We haven't called the police or anything.

I just found his ute by the ruins

and mom and Claire
decided to move the body

to make it look like an accident.

So we're just gonna wait
for somebody to find it.

- Jodi, what are you talking about?

- Brian.

You did kill him, didn't you?

- So Brian's dead?

Are you sure?

- We're sure alright.

- And you think that I did it?

- We thought we were protecting you.

- Yeah, but how could you
possibly think that I'd go--

- Well, it's not that far fetched.

You shot him in the leg.

- And you threatened to get him.

- You disappeared for the night.

Can't remember where you've been.

Brian turns up dead.

- Yeah, so?

- There's that graze on your forehead.

- I hit my head on the steering wheel

when I spun out at Jackson's Corner.

I'd been drinking too much
and I just kept driving.

But there's no way I killed Brian.

- Well, the fact is he
ended up dead in our dam.

(solemn music)
(birds chirping)

- Claire?

Were there any drums around Brian's ute?

- No.

(suspenseful music)

- Hang on, I think I've got something.

- So he was poisoning our water.

- Looks like it.

- To get back at me.

- All of us, we all made him leave town.

- That means he did fall in and drown.

- This is fantastic.

It means it's not BJD.

It means that the cattle are fine

and I can get back to my horses.

- Aren't you forgetting something?

Brian?

- Tess is right.

If Brian did accidentally fall in,

then he's gonna have traces

of whatever poison that is in his body.

The cops will know he didn't
die in the national park.

- Oh.

(knocking on door)

- I'm coming.

Alright, already.

Keep your shirts on.

(knocking on door)

Terry, where have you been?

I called you.

Have you been drinking?

- Sorry, Meg.

I had to,

so I could tell you the
whole story, you know?

- Yeah, look.

Come and sit down.

I've just got to get rid of
this and I'll be right back.

(groaning)

- Ready?

Do you want to go back to the ute?

- No, I'm alright.

(groaning)

I thought I'd feel something.

Better somehow.

But nothing, nothing at all.

- Let's just get this over with, hey?

- No.

I was 21 when it happened.

- When what happened?

- I thought you knew.

- You might as well tell me now.

- When I was a young fellow,
I used to drink a lot

and one night I was
getting legless as usual

and this bloke came up
to me and picked a fight.

And the older blokes were
standing around egging us on.

I laid one final punch on him,

an upper cut to the jaw,

and he fell back and bumped his head.

Neck snapped just like that.

And he died instantly.

And I was found guilty of
involuntary manslaughter.

And I spent the next three
and a half years in jail.

- Terry.

- There's not a day goes by

that I don't regret
what happened, you know?

And that's why I normally don't drink.

When you asked me all those questions

about living with a murderer,

I thought you knew, you know,
I thought you found out.

I didn't think you wanted
to know me anymore.

- Terry.

You're not a murderer.

It was an accident.

And I reckon you've paid for it.

(music rewinding)

(gasping)

- It wasn't me.

- I didn't think you'd
poison the water, Jodi.

- Water?

- I called in the lab at Fischer.

Said they'd found traces of
arsenic in the water sample.

Thought I'd drop by,

see if Claire had any idea
how it might have happened.

- Well gee, that's funny.

- Yeah, thing is we've gotta
make sure it's accidental,

rule out any possibility of sabotage.

- Yes.

I mean, no.

- [Peter] Gooday.

- [Joe] Gooday.

- I'm here to see Claire about something.

- Yeah, me too.

It seems the cattle were poisoned.

- Oh, is that right?

So it wasn't BJD?

- No.

Anyway, Claire's not here.

She's down fixing the dam.

- Alright then, I'll go and meet her.

- I'll join you.

- Uh no.

You know what?

I've got all this food left
over from the polo match.

Fairy cakes and jam donuts and things.

And I was about to put the kettle on.

And I need to talk to you about
that young offenders thing.

- Fair enough.

I'll wait 'til Claire comes back then.

- Peter, are you sure you
don't want something to eat?

- No, I'm fine really.

Thanks.

- Hey, tell Claire about the poison, yeah?

- Yeah, no worries.

- Now then, Jodi.

What did you want to talk about?

- Uh, Claire.
- Yeah?

- I can see him.

I don't need to remind you

we've got a dead body in the back.

- No, you don't.

- So whatever it takes.
- I know.

- Just get rid of him.

- Tess, it's alright, okay?

- Okay.

(door slamming)

- [Claire] Forgot something?

- No, I've got a message.

Your dam, it's got poison in it.

- Yeah, I know.

- On the ball as usual.

- Everything's under control.

- Another dead steer?

Looks like a (mumbling).

- Sorry about last night.

- Obviously.

- I'll give you a call.

- Yeah, right.

Okay.

- Okay.

- That's an interesting way
of getting rid of someone.

(brakes squeaking)

(water splashing)
(ominous music)

- Donut?

- No, no thank you.

Three's enough for me.

No, no.

How do you reckon the
arsenic got in the water?

- No idea.

- Oh, gooday.

I might be onto something, Claire.

Did Peter tell you about the poison?

- Yeah, we found a drum of it in the dam

along with Brian Cronin's body.

(somber music)

(horse neighing)

- Claire, how's it going?
- Yeah.

- [Joe] Got the dam sorted?

- Took a couple days before
the stock could use it again.

What's up?

- Doc gave me the autopsy report.

Thought you might want to hear it.

- Sure.

- Looks like misadventure.

- What does that mean?

- An accident.

They found traces of
arsenic in Brian's lungs

which means he was alive
when he went into the dam.

The cut on his forehead

matches the perforations
on the edge of the drum.

- What do you think happened?

- Most likely scenario?

He was tipping poison into the dam,

slipped, hit his head and fell in.

- So he drowned?

- High alcohol content in his blood.

Probably passed out when he hit his head.

- Well, I guess that clears that up then.

- There are a couple of small things

that don't quite add up.

Looks like the body's been moved around.

- Really?

- Moved a lot in fact.

Can any of you shed any
light on the matter?

- No.

- No, no idea.
- No.

- Search me.

- Well, even if we do know something,

I can tell you now

that there won't be enough
evidence to convict.

- How about a cup of tea, Joe?

- Thanks, but no.

Got other crooks to catch.

♪ Don't judge ♪

♪ Don't believe what you see ♪

♪ Don't judge ♪

♪ There's so much more to me ♪

♪ Inside, it's hard to be clear ♪

♪ Inside, yeah I feel the fear ♪

♪ I'm finding my way ♪

♪ I'm finding my way ♪

♪ I can do it alone ♪

♪ I'm finding my way ♪

♪ I'm finding my way ♪

♪ But there's so much ♪

♪ So much more to say ♪

♪ I'm finding my way ♪

♪ I feel but the feeling is raw ♪

♪ I feel I'm lonely once more ♪

♪ I trust that I can survive ♪

(thunder striking)

(electronic music)