The Brokenwood Mysteries (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 1 - Fall From Grace - full transcript

Surprise!
Happy birthday!

"A-deen," "dva," "tree."

Sorry.
It is tradition.

One tug for every year of life.

I thought you said
it was a party.

More are joining
the celebration

a little later.

Until then, it is party of two.

Pickle?

Kept it very quiet.

Can't be a big one.



Can it?

All I know is that it's
way too early for a picnic.

Must be
a Russian cultural thing.

Where is it?

You know Gina.

She'll want to
keep him all to herself.

I'm surprised that she convinced
him to do anything.

He's not really
the celebrating type.

She's very persuasive.

And possessive.

Does it start
with a four or a five?

- I'm not telling.

Or a six?

Give me a break.



I know!

Well, come on.
Spill the beans.

No fun in spoiling the beans.

Never been on my bucket list.

Neither.

I've done a bungee.

But skydiving looks hard-core.

Free fall is at speeds
of 200 kilometers per hour.

It is like
wrestling with the angels.

The adrenaline,
it's very addictive.

Shall we do cake now?
And singing.

Haven't my ears
been through enough?

Traditional
Russian birthday song.

I have
written it out phonetically.

Come on.
We must sing.

With gusto.

Aaaah!

What was that?

No.

I think it's Andre.

You know him?

It's Andre Barrington.
My ex-boyfriend.

We can take care of this.

I haven't seen him in years.

I didn't even know
he was in Brokenwood.

Incoming.

That's his brother.

And mother.

I don't understand!

Why didn't the computer kick in,
launch the reserve chute?

- No way!
- I think he's --

It's all right!
I'm a doctor!

Grace.
He's gone.

- Please!
- He's gone.

Please!
Please don't leave me!

Not my baby!

Not my beautiful baby boy!

They say you die of a heart
attack before you, you know...

- Hit the ground?
- Yeah.

Myth.

He would have been
fully conscious.

I will return with my kit.

Something's not right.

Why didn't his chutes open?

Why the hell
didn't his chutes open?

Sorry, I didn't catch your name.

Um, Felix.

Older brother.

Have you done
much skydiving before, Felix?

Yeah. Heaps.

We all have.

Excuse me.
What happens now?

We will need to speak to you
at some point.

But there's no hurry.
Tomorrow's fine.

We should do it now.

Um, honestly, you're in shock.

No.
We should do it now.

Okay.
Perhaps down at the station.

Where it's warmer.
Get you a cup of tea.

- D.S.S. Mike Shepherd.
- Nina Jacobs.

Operations manager
at the skydiving center.

Not the best day to be rostered
on as chief safety officer.

You've informed the CAA?

And the New Zealand Parachute
Industry Association.

On their way.

God.
Poor Andre.

The family were talking about
a computer.

Not going off.

The automatic activation device.

It should've fired the reserve

once Andre
reached minimum altitude.

All jumpers in New Zealand are
legally required to use them.

It's part of
the safety check protocols.

I'll take your word for it.

There's no way
he would've jumped

knowing it wasn't working?

No way.

Sorry. God.

I'm so sorry.
This is so unprofessional.

It's okay.

Mike, ready when you are.

Actually, Gina, CAA will need to
remove the gear for testing,

investigate the site first.

No pilot, therefore no main.

No reserve.

None of the parachutes deployed.

I'm guessing
this was part of the problem.

I've never seen that before.
That's for the reserve.

Must have come away.

Metal.
Looks high grade.

It's a bit hard for it
to just "come away."

I'll see how far away
the CAA is.

So, Andre,
I know you jumped.

But were you pushed?

Hughes.

It's Mike.

You ringing to invite me
to your birthday party?

Not you too.

One dead
in a skydiving accident.

But it looks like
the chute was tampered with.

Who's the deceased?

Andre Barrington.
Entrepreneur.

In the hospo industry.

And turns out he's Sims' ex.

Hell.
Is she okay?

Yeah, seems to be.

Even though
we were there when it happened.

He just fell out of the sky.

Messy.

Yeah. And he was jumping
with his family.

They landed safely
a few minutes later.

Even more messy.

Given Sims' relationship
to the deceased,

can you see any issues
with having her on the case?

- How long ago?
- She said years.

- Pre Brokenwood.
- You're thinking homicide?

Something's up.

- And she knows the family?
- That was my impression.

She could be a big asset to
the investigation as a liaison.

If she thinks
she can stay objective.

You know,
some people find it creepy,

but I think taxidermy
is the highest form of respect

one can pay our fur friends.

Why anyone would sink so low
as to steal them is beyond me.

We will let you know if
we hear anything, Mr. Simpson.

Please, no, call me Sydney.

And I have some authentic
lederhosen and dirndl

à la "Sound of Music."

I will keep that it mind.

How's it going?

The world is a strange place.

Who would've thought

that people would want to steal
stuffed animals?

I meant the deceased ex.

You know.
A bit surreal.

One minute I'm picnicking,

the next, my ex-boyfriend
falls at my feet.

Not quite what Crowded House
had in mind.

The song by Crowded House.

Showing my age.

Yeah, which is how old exactly?

Not getting me that easily.

I've consulted with
the operations manager

at the skydiving center,
Nina Jacobs.

She'll be gutted.

An accident like that'll be bad
for business.

It wasn't an accident?

There are
early indications, yes.

Do the family know?

They guessed.

Been skydiving enough to know
that something wasn't right.

Don't know why I'm surprised.
He was a very divisive person.

I've talked it over with Hughes.

You want me off this one?

It's up to you.

It's not a conflict of interest?

Enough water under the bridge.
No pressure either way.

Andre Barrington, 31.

- Family are here.
- Already?

I said there was no hurry,
but the mother wanted to talk.

I'll do the meet and greet.

Get the reunion out of the way.

Lorraine, Felix.

I am so sorry for your loss.

Kristin.

My little Kristin.
What are you doing here?

I thought you were going to be
a paramedic in Dunedin.

Well, that's funny
how life works out.

I ended up studying psych,
and now I'm on the CIB.

Why would someone do this
to our boy?

How am I going to get over this?

Come on, Mum.
Come...

I'm sorry.

It's a difficult time.

What's important now is that
we find out what happened.

Always so calm and pragmatic.

Perfect counterpoint to Andre.
I don't know why he left you.

Um, I-I don't think we've met.

Grace Turnbell.

Detective Kristin Sims.

Nice to put a face
to the name.

Likewise.

You're experienced jumpers?

Very.

Was there anything unusual
about today's jump?

We did what we always did.

We completed our checks

and then ran through
the routines on the ground.

And then what happened?

We got on the plane.

Conditions were okay.

Light breeze.

How do you know what time
to jump? Who decides?

It's a preset altitude.

16,000 feet.
Gives you plenty of free fall.

The routines
went without a hitch?

We've done it better,

but that's what training runs
are for.

It was all going well until
it was time to open the chutes.

And Andre's
didn't open.

I wasn't too worried
at the time.

I thought it was just bag lock.

I figured the AAD
computer would kick in.

Apart from that, was there
anything out of the ordinary?

No.

It was like every other jump.

No, nothing.

Nothing.

Whose idea
was the skydiving display?

Felix's.

We're all experienced
at formations.

It seemed like a good idea
at the time.

It was going to be part of
the big promo event

at the domain for the new bar.

The new boutique brew bar.
Just off the main drag.

Is that you guys?

Not me.
Not my thing.

Andre and Lorraine.

And Dean Young.
Their new business partner.

Business was everything.

It's -- It's what got us up
in the morning.

What am I gonna do
without him?

What about before the jump?

Did anything unusual happen
in the lead-up?

No.

No, I don't think so...

Come on, boys!
Pick it up!

The bar's
going through a refit,

which is stressful, of course.

But it was business as usual.

It's Andre.

There's always some kind
of drama going on.

We'd had a bit of a fight.

"Bought the wrong type
of chocolates"

or "sleeping on the couch"?

It was nothing major.

You always do this.

Babe, there'll be other trips.

Hey.

Nepal, the Himalayas.
They're big, right?

They're not going anywhere.

We liked to fight.

Kept things fresh.
Showed we cared.

And the making up was fun.

Given what they've said,

can we find any clear motive
amongst the family?

Grace and Andre had just had
a fight the night before.

He slept at the brew bar.

But it sounds as if
lover's tiffs were not uncommon.

Obviously some things
never change.

But that explains
why they traveled

to the skydiving center
separately.

And according to Lorraine,

Andre's parachute was packed
yesterday and stowed in his car.

The name Dean Young
came up a few times.

Was supposed to pick up
at the jump domain

but was a no-show.

Which is suspicious at worst,
rude at best.

Breen, find him
and get his statement.

And I want know exactly where
Andre's car has been

in the last 24 hours, given that
it contained his parachute.

We'll be
at the skydiving center.

No prizes for guessing
which one's Andre's car.

Nina Jacobs.
Detective Sims.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Any news?

CAA called.

Forensics had a preliminary look
at the computer

once they got back at base.

It was working fine.

Well, obviously not.

It had just been turned off.

Can that happen accidentally?

No.

They also confirmed that
the reserve cable had been cut.

My God.

Got any theories on how
that might have happened?

What's strange is none of
the parachutes activated.

Pilot chute.

When it's launched, it inflates,

pressure of which drags the
main chute out of the backpack.

So it would've been
tampered with?

Either it wasn't cocked or the
bridle and kill line was cut.

And if that doesn't open,

the main chute's not coming
out of the bag.

What about the handle?

The handle activates
the reserve chute.

Or it's supposed to.

According to his family, Andre
packed his parachute yesterday

after their last training run.

Then most of the safety checks
would've been done already.

If Andre packed it himself,

he's not gonna go back
and recheck it.

And I remember him doing
his preboarding checks.

Which are?

Ensuring the ring system
rotates freely,

the harness isn't twisted.

Safety pin's free and clear.

Better safe than sorry?

Would he have checked
the handle?

Yep,
he gave it a little wiggle

to make sure the wire was moving
at the top.

It's standard practice.

Good luck.

If the wire had been cut,

it must've been
fixed back together enough

to pass that test?

I guess.

- What happened next?
- He turned on the AAD.

We should --
We should run routine.

Yeah, just give me a sec.

Sweet.
Let's do it.

So between then and the jump,
it was turned off.

Plenty of accessibility.

Were other people's chutes
racked here?

It was a busy day.

There would've been a dozen,
possibly more.

How busy are we talking?

Train station.

Tourist. Tourist. Tourist.

Staff member?

We need to talk to them all.

Lorraine.

Felix floating around there
in the background.

Grace.
Another tourist.

Where are those people going?

Bathrooms.
A lot of nervous wees.

Who's that guy
talking to Andre?

Don't know his name.
Business colleague I think.

I've seen him with him before,
but he never jumps.

Could be Dean Young. So, what
would he be doing there?

To tamper with the gear,

would someone need
specialized knowledge?

Not necessarily.

Plenty of skydiving info
on the Internet.

Okay. He definitely doesn't look
like he's there for skydiving.

Have you seen the man
on the CCTV footage here before?

No, but he caused quite a scene.

Got all up in Andre's face
about something.

And this was before the jump?

Right before they headed out.

- You know this, man.
- What the hell are these?

- What was it about?
- Sort it out.

No idea.
They took it outside.

Did anyone else see this?

Andre's Mum did.

Lorraine didn't mention an
altercation in her interview.

Ladies first.

Senior citizens
get right of way.

Cheeky.

So were they all kitted up
at this point?

All strapped up and ready to go.

Would you be able to
turn off the computer

while the plane was in the air?

Busted.
Let's take that as a no.

It's hard to be discreet when
you're wedged in like sardines.

"Kahu Taylor."

Could be the guy
in the CCTV footage.

Looked a bit like a tradie,
and he's owed thousands,

which might explain
the altercation.

Follow it up.

Kahu, this is
Detective Kristin Sims,

Brokenwood CIB.

Please give me a call
on this number

when you get this message.

Thanks.

I'm surprised he had
any time for business.

Work hard, play hard.

Did you know him well?

A bit.

Definitely a highflier,
in all senses of the word.

Could charm the pants
off anyone.

Right, then.

Supplies are in the back.
Watch the paint work.

- Dean Young?
- Yeah. What's it to you?

D.C. Sam Breen, Brokenwood CIB.

Part of the team looking into
the death of Andre Barrington.

Yeah, hell of a thing.

I'm surprised
you're still working.

Clearly you're not
a businessman.

No, I'm a policeman,
and we're backgrounding Andre.

Potentially this
is part of our investigation.

Why?
He didn't land on the bar.

I can understand you're upset.

Come on.

When humans jump out of planes,
sometimes gravity wins.

I'm sad for him. But right now
it's not my problem.

This is my problem.

You're still planning
on opening?

Yeah.

I think my boss
might have a problem with that.

I don't care
what your boss thinks.

This bar is opening on schedule.
It has to.

I don't think you understand
the seriousness of the matter.

You want to know serious?

Try sinking half a mil
into a new business.

Okay, let me explain again.

I want your people to stand down

so that we can have
a thorough look around.

Looking for what?

Andre stayed here last night.

We're looking for anything
that might explain his accident.

Do as they ask, Dean.

The sooner we get on with it,
the sooner they can carry on.

Yeah, fine.

Get a team together.

And while we wait, let's get
that statement out of the way.

I think your boss
is overreacting.

He just wants to get
to the bottom of the accident.

My son was murdered.

Please don't try and dress it up
as anything else.

Do you have a Kahu Taylor
working for you?

Not my department.

Then do you know
if Andre and Kahu Taylor

had a disagreement this morning?

At the skydiving center.

Yes. What of it?

You never mentioned anything
in your statement

to D.S.S. Shepherd.

Kahu Taylor was attacking
Andre's professional reputation.

There was no need to pass it on,

as there was no merit
to the allegations.

- He was owed a lot of money.
- I doubt that.

A few weeks late.
So what?

Tradies are never happy.

Lorraine,
why are you doing this?

Opening the bar.
It's crazy.

It's what Andre would've wanted.

But not now.

You need some time out
to grieve, to feel sad.

I want to celebrate
my son's life.

This is what I can do for him.

What you can do is find out
who killed him.

Look, we may have got off
to a bad start.

I overreacted.
I'm sorry.

It's a stressful time.

Yeah, trust me.

Whole heap of money
in a new business

that supposedly can't open

because my business partner
had an accident.

Except it wasn't an accident.

So you said.

But regardless, it's costing me
money every day.

Well, not to mention
you're a little bit upset

by Andre's death?

Come on, man.
Of course that too.

How did Andre's come about?

Andre approached me
six months back.

Pitched the idea of a potential
chain of boutique brew bars,

starting small in Brokenwood,
and the plan was to expand.

He liked to think big.
So do I.

Seriously, dude, I've got to
get back to the site.

I've got 12 tradies
at 80 bucks an hour

standing around doing nothing.

Why were you
at the skydiving center?

I dropped Lorraine, Grace,
and Felix off for their jump

on my way to see a supplier.

Right.

And you were
meant to pick them up

from the landing site
in the domain.

But you didn't.

Well, I got held up
at the supplier.

So there you are.

You know where to find me.

Kahu, this is
Detective Kristin Sims again.

I'd appreciate it if you could
return my call. Thanks.

I've secured the brew bar.
Ready for the morning.

Been a big day.

Yeah, it's not over yet.

That's true.

Kristin is meeting us
at the Toad & Lion.

- Why?
- Birthday drinks, boss.

How would you describe
Andre's attributes?

You know you can stop working,
right?

It's your birthday.

I'm not working.
I'm just curious.

Well, he was charismatic.

Charming.

Controlling, conceited,
and a cheater.

He had a history of infidelity?

Guys like Andre have a sense
of privilege, entitlement,

like they've never heard
the word no in their lives.

And there was crossover
with me and Grace.

That's why I broke up with him.

Must've been a tough time.

Well, that's what happens

when your mother raises you
as a narcissist

and you think you can have
whatever you want.

Okay, onto the real issue
of the day.

Are you a baby boomer
or a Gen X?

You're really not
very good at this.

Was Keith Holyoake
prime minister

when you were born?

Well, if he was,
I'd be too young to remember.

Frodo.

I had nothing to do
with that dead bar guy.

- I swear.
- News travels fast.

Not that we were asking.

- Did you work for him?
- Nah. Dude wouldn't hire me.

Gave Kimberly a gig, though.
Sounded dodgy as.

He pulled on her ponytail.

Maybe he meant it
as a compliment?

Or maybe he was a creep.

Yeah, I'm with Frodo
on this one.

I'll keep my ear
to the ground.

Let you know if I hear anything
on the down-low.

Yeah, you do that.

Ray, Trudy.

Two single malts neat,
and a soda for Sims.

- Thanks.
- I hear they're opening anyway.

- Sorry?
- Andre's.

We used to respect the dead
in Brokenwood.

Not anymore.

The developer seems very intent.

Craft beer bars.
They're a joke.

- Crap beer, for starters.
- They're just bait.

For big breweries to buy in
and create a franchise.

They don't give a damn
about the locals.

Can't be good for you guys.

That's why we closed the
Frog and Cheetah for a refurb,

and we're giving this place
a bit of a spruce-up.

We'll fight fire with fire.

Problem with these city boys

waltzing in here
like they own the place --

They don't understand
the business.

They don't understand the town.
We do.

You make it sound like
a turf war.

There you go.

Thanks.

Tomorrow find out
Trudy's movements this morning.

Trudy? Seriously?

She seemed pretty het up
by Andre's opening.

I thought you weren't working.

I'm not working.
I'm just...

- Just curious.
- Curious.

- Cheers.
- Happy birthday.

Sorry, I don't mean to be rude,

but what did you see
in this Andre Barrington?

He was charming and fun.

He jumped out of planes
and conquered mountains

and had big dreams.

He made life an adventure.
It was an attractive quality.

For a while.

Yes to Keith Holyoake.

I love this one.

God.
Only because it's your birthday.

Kristin Sims.

Nina, hi.

Right.
I'll be right over.

Mike, I'm heading
to the skydiving center.

There was a break-in there
last night.

Tablets, laptops, GoPros.

Any cash?

We didn't have much,
but that's gone too.

And that.

Trudy.

Schooner or Stonehenge?

They look the same to me.

Your movements yesterday morning
and the evening before.

Why do you want to know?

If you just tell me,
I'll be out of your hair.

Where's the fun in that?

Can you just tell me
where you were?

But you're the detective.

So detect.

Do you know where your sister
was yesterday morning

and the evening before that?

She playing hard to get?

Sorry, mate.
Can't help you.

You don't know? Or you're not
prepared to tell me?

One of those two.

The skydiving center's
been stripped.

And all
the electronic gear's missing.

Typical break-in?

Yes.

And no.

What's interesting is that the
CCTV camera's been destroyed.

Smashed to bits.

And all the hard drives
are missing.

Kahu Taylor knew
he'd been caught on tape.

So he went back
to get rid of the evidence.

What else can it be?

Yeah?

D.S.S. Shepherd.
Detective Kristin Sims.

- You left your card.
- Is Kahu Taylor here?

He's down at the bank.
He's got some cash-flow issues.

Can you vouch for
his whereabouts last night?

Here. Studying.

He's doing one of those
master classes online.

All night?

You don't seem 100% on that.

Well, sure, I was asleep
some of the time.

But what with the baby,
I get up a lot,

and he was here.

Look, give Kahu a break.

He doesn't need the cops
sniffing around,

giving people
the wrong impression.

Get him to contact us.

He's his own boss,
if you know what I mean.

Sure.
But he needs to get in touch.

Hardly a convincing alibi
for Kahu Taylor.

Or maybe she's telling the truth

and someone else broke in
to cover his tracks.

Good point.

What did Trudy Neilson say?

Everything but where she was.

I'll keep on it.

Senior?

Nina.
Thanks for coming in.

- Is this about the break-in?
- No.

CAA have some observations,
some interesting points.

Pilot chute.

The bridle to the pilot
and its kill line's been cut.

Cord.
It looks easy enough to do.

Look at the end of the wire
attached to the safety handle.

It's definitely been cut.
It's smooth, not frayed.

You'd need something sturdy
to get through that.

Like a tool
from a plumber's kit.

And this was on the other end
of the wire,

underneath the canvas flap.

So that's how it passed
the safety check.

The ends were stuck together
just enough to pass that test

but weak enough to fail when
he tried to actually deploy it.

What is it?
Blu Tack? Putty?

It's at the lab.

We'll have a definitive answer
in a few days.

Would the backpack
need to be unpacked

to be tampered with?

Both the pilot and the handle

can be accessed
from the outside.

Still think anyone
could have done it?

The placement of the cut
in the wire --

the way it's hidden
under the canvas --

it's so devious.

You'd have to think the offender

knew their way
around a parachute.

It kind of blows your theory
about the plumber.

But a novice could've done it
with enough research, surely?

I guess.

Kahu Taylor.

Had you seen him
before yesterday?

No. He's not a skydiver,
if that's what you mean.

Okay. Thanks.

I wondered
if I could talk to you.

In private.

Sure.

I know I should've
mentioned it yesterday,

but I thought
you should know that...

This is awkward.

You were having an affair
with Andre?

You knew?

It was something you said
the other day.

It was just the once.
His idea.

But you didn't say no.

I was flattered.
But it didn't mean anything.

- To him or you?
- Either of us.

It was just part of
the high-octane lifestyle.

I take it
Grace was unaware of this?

Pretty sure.

And I'd prefer it
to stay that way.

Is that possible?

Yes. Unless it becomes relevant
to the investigation.

Well, how could it be relevant?

- You tell me.
- It's not.

I swear there was nothing
going on between Andre and I

other than that night

and the fact that he booked
jumps from my business.

Look, Andre said they had
an open relationship,

but I think
he might've been lying.

The only way I have of checking
is by asking Grace.

And you don't want me
to do that.

No.
No, I really don't.

It was a very unprofessional
thing to do.

Thank you for your candor.

What was that about?

Nina was just confirming
your theory.

Which one?

That Andre liked to
share the love.

Sims still thinks
it was the plumber.

Easy access
to tools and adhesives.

Maybe his online master class
was for skydiving.

The brew bar's
full of toolboxes.

Anyone could've lifted them
without being seen.

And there was
no CCTV footage in the bar.

And the car park footage
was no help

in establishing the time of day
the parachute was tampered with.

Roving camera.
There were big gaps.

Okay. Let's worry less on
the when and more on the who.

Based on what we know,
do we seriously think

that this can be linked
to a family member?

It's entirely possible.

We should make inquiries

about their whereabouts
last night

with regards to the break-in.

Let me guess -- Trudy.

Someone likes a drink.

They all do.

As I recall, they're a family
of functioning alcoholics.

You're a joke!
Go to bed and sleep it off!

Give it a rest!

I wish it was you
instead of Andre!

Don't hold back, Mum!
Tell me what you really think!

Yes?

Who is living here?

Myself, Felix, Grace.

Andre did.

One big happy family.

I'm sorry you had to hear that.

It wasn't
for public consumption.

Felix and I
butt heads sometimes.

Just silly words.

You know that, Kristin.

Yeah.
You are very different people.

Lorraine, what were you doing
last night?

What happened last night?

Well, it all got a bit much.

I, had a few wines.
Took a pill.

I know that's bad.

But I just wanted to
blot everything out.

We're -- We're not here
to judge.

I presume you can't vouch
for the rest of the household.

Not after about 9:00.

Grace was out for a ride,
and Felix was here, I think.

Is he still here?
We should have a word.

Of course.
Up the stairs.

Um...

What -- What's up?

Felix, we're following up
on your movements last night.

Okay, okay.
Sure, um...

Around...?

Around when?

We'll come back tomorrow.
Talk then.

Over coffee?

Any idea
where Grace might be?

Try Forest Park.

Riding her bike.

Okay. Thanks.

I thought you said functioning.

Let me rephrase --
dysfunctioning.

Here we go.

Kristin Sims.

- Detective.
- Is that Kahu Taylor?

Speaking.
How'd you know?

I've dialed your number
a few times. It seemed familiar.

Wow.
You are a detective.

Thanks for getting in touch.

I was on a break.
I thought we could hook up.

Good.
Where are you?

- Home.
- Right. Stay there.

I'll be on my way.

Second thoughts,
I'll come in.

Got to grab a feed.

I'll meet you at the station.
15 minutes.

You ever had scabies?

Um, no.

Me neither.

But it's like a parasite
gets under your skin.

It's supposed to be really itchy
and painful.

Makes it
hard to sleep at night.

My relationship
with Andre Barrington

was a bit like that.

Right.
I can relate to that.

How so?

Nothing.

I didn't know what you liked,
so I got a bit of everything.

Please don't make me eat alone.

Nice place you've got here.

Shame about the view, but...

Have you ever been
to the skydiving center

before yesterday?

Nah. Rich man's game.

There was a break-in there
last night.

You know anything about it?

Nah.

Not really my thing.

No way.
I stay out of trouble.

Well, you don't look like you're
staying out of trouble here.

I hate cameras.

They steal your soul.

Look, I admit I was angry.

Mostly at myself.

It was a dumb idea
to go down there,

especially now
it's tangled me up in all this.

I got pots on the boil.

New home, new business.
Mihiata's about to have a baby.

Why would I risk all that
by killing Andre Barrington?

Have any of your tools
gone missing lately?

Not that I've noticed.

Hey, what online master class
are you taking?

Tennis with Serena Williams.

Man of many talents.

You know it.

You know,
we could have a game sometime.

But I warn you,
my topspin's really improved.

Gina.

Sure.
I can come now.

Nothing unusual in his system.

No drugs, no alcohol.

He died from injuries
sustained from the fall.

Massive internal compression.

We'll inform the family
in the morning.

We never finished our picnic.

And we didn't get the chance
to do the singing.

I think the moment has passed.

No matter.

Have Kristin and Breen
guessed your age yet?

No.

Mike, secret is safe with me.

I don't think
it's really a secret.

In Russia, it is rude
to ask a man his age.

Because a man's life
is like the River Volga,

long and winding
and always full of fish.

But the age of a fish
is of no importance.

Only the taste.

Thanks, Gina.

I didn't break into
the skydive center, okay?

Why would I?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Well, I can't help you
'cause I didn't do it.

Would it be okay
if I grabbed a beer?

Just a bit, um, bit thirsty.

Coffee not cutting it?

No, not really.

Lorraine, hi.
I'm just at your...

Okay.
Hang tight I'll be right over.

Something's going down
at the brew bar.

I'll -- I've got it.

So how do you fit in, Felix?

- Into the scheme of things.
- Me?

I'm on the payroll.

Andre liked to keep me around.

I made him look good.

Don't you have your own plans?

Never needed them.

Andre kept dangling the promise
of a head chef position.

I'd be in charge
of my own kitchen.

So the head chef thing
didn't really work out?

Andre never really felt that
I was great with responsibility.

But you love cooking.

Well, yeah.
Yeah, sure.

So with Andre's passing,

maybe you could
get the chance to step up?

What, you think
I killed my own brother

so I could
take over his business?

No, but I always believed in a
phoenix rising from the ashes.

How much of the other night
can you actually remember?

Enough to know that I wasn't
breaking in anywhere, okay?

These yours?

Tools of the trade.
Part of the dream.

Lose one?

Yeah, chipped the blade.
On a bone.

I'll see you around.

I'll be here.

You'd told me
that you'd paid them!

Why would we pay these guys

until they've finished
their job?

Yeah, but it's my reputation.

- Hey! That's private property!
- You didn't pay for it.

Do something!

I thought you said
you'd stay out of trouble.

I do.
This commode belongs to me.

Have you still not paid him yet?

Accounts are settled
on the 20th.

Yeah, right.
That's what you said last month.

And the one before.
I've had to take on another gig.

But you haven't
finished here yet.

I've got mouths to feed.

Just pay him what he's owed,
and then we can all carry on.

Double.
To cover time, inconvenience.

I'd have to pay someone
to do my other job.

That's extortion.

Well, good luck finding another
plumber, with your reputation.

This is killing me.
Come on, then.

Thanks for sorting that.
We're behind enough as it is.

It was hardly rocket science,
Lorraine.

The autopsy's all done.

You've got the authority
to take the body.

I was thinking
a private cremation.

Once the bar's open.

I don't understand.

How is this more important
than your son?

It's his legacy.

Sorry, it's not my place,

but I know that
following times like these,

when people don't deal
with their grief properly,

it becomes problematic later on.

You're right.

We need some kind of memorial
as soon as possible.

You'll come?

And now I have to go
to the wake.

Business or personal?

I don't know. I'm guessing
it'll be a weird mix of both.

I'll stay for one drink, pay my
respects, and then go home.

What are you doing?

I'm curious to see whether this
tool could've cut the wire.

Sydney dropped this off.

It's the latest lot
to go missing.

Good.

Is your age divisible by three?

Every number
is divisible by three.

I meant a whole number.

No.

Cute or creepy?

How could it be cute?
Look at those tiny dead eyes.

I don't know. There's something
regal about them.

Staring deep into your soul,
judging you.

You can't look away.

Any leads on the break-in
at the skydiving center?

Kahu claims he didn't do it,
and I tend to believe him.

He's got too much to lose.
Baby on the way.

So, no.
Not at this stage.

I'll be at Forest Park
if you need me.

Impressive.

Not enough jumps.

You come here often?

As much as I can.

Looks painful.

Yeah,
been trying to quit smoking.

Nothing seems to work.

You'd think I'd know better,
being a doctor.

I meant the bruises.

Must've knocked it
on a branch.

You keen on a ride?

Not really my thing.

Then why are you here?

CAA findings
came back yesterday.

It looks like whoever tampered
with Andre's gear

knew their way around a chute.

That narrows it down.

Is Dean Young keen on skydiving?

Not really.
Been on a couple of jumps.

So he'd know
what was what, then.

Anyone who's ever jumped would.

Okay.
See you later on, then.

Later on?
What for?

The wake.

Yeah. Great.

Lorraine didn't mention it?

No.
But, hey, nothing new there.

Last minute, I guess.

Yeah.
And he was my boyfriend.

What does she care?

You and Lorraine really don't
get along, do you?

I loved her son.
He loved me.

She found that frustrating.
She wanted him all to herself.

I guess now, in a weird way,
she's got what she wanted.

See you at the wake.

Thanks for coming along.

I thought two sets of eyes
were better than one.

Everything's reused, recycled.
We use sustainable practices.

Good marketing angle.

All our tap beer is locally
made, locally sourced, organic.

We even have
a gluten-free pilsner.

I can't see the point.

Won't be long.
Find a spot.

Kimberly will get you
a drink.

Beer? Wine?

Red if you have it.

Times two, thanks.

So, um, how's work?

You're an emergency department
doctor, right?

Not anymore.

I burned out.
Their words.

Excuse me.
I need a cigarette.

Give us a bell
if you need anything.

Kimberly.
Grab the Moët out of the fridge.

- Went well, then?
- A formality. He loved it.

After due diligence,

he's going to start in Wanaka
and then Queenstown.

He has been dead two minutes.

- Felix.
- It's completely mercenary.

Andre's name
will be in every city.

I know he'd want us to celebrate
this exciting news.

You know what?
It's been a long day, so...

No, no, you can't go yet.

Everyone!
Your attention, please.

It's time to focus our thoughts
on Andre.

Andre was a shining star.
Right from the start.

Even as a tiny child,
I knew he was going places.

We talked about
getting engaged

in front of the Taj Mahal.

And to celebrate, climbing K2.

We talked about children.

Now that's all
it'll ever be.

Just talk.

Thank you, Grace.

And now, Kristin,
a few words before you go?

It would mean so much.

What can I say?

He was a man...

...of great vision.

He had a big heart.

Charming, charismatic.

He -- He knew what he wanted,

and he went out there
and he got it,

so good on him.

Beautiful.
Thank you.

Nice speech.

Okay, I think we're done here.

Thanks again.

I'm glad we did this.

Let me call you a taxi.

No, thanks.

I'm a short walk
just up on Locke's Lane, so...

- Good night.
- Good night.

Go.
I need to use the facilities.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Okay.

What the hell is this?

Calm down, Lorraine.

Why am I not part
of this franchise deal?

Nothing to do with me.

What crap!
Says right here.

"50-50 split

between Andre Barrington
and Dean Young."

Your name is right here!

It was Andre's idea.

- I don't believe you.
- I'm sorry, but it's true.

He would never
have shut me out.

Don't pretend like this is news.

Why would I spend so much time
and invest so much energy

in something
that is of no benefit to me?

Because you're a blind fool.

How dare you?!

He didn't need you anymore,
and you couldn't stand it.

- You take that back.
- Lorraine...

- Get away from me!
- That's enough!

I will sink this deal
if it's the last thing I do!

- You wouldn't know how.
- Okay, cool off, both of you!

She knew she'd been cut out.
I swear.

I most certainly did not!

Well, then, clearly one of you

isn't telling the truth.

I want you both
down at the police station

10:00 a.m. tomorrow morning,
sober!

Fine.

I knew nothing about it!

I had nowhere else to go.

Please tell me
you didn't drive.

I'm not stupid.

How did you know
where I lived?

You said Locke's Lane,

and I knocked on a few doors
and I found you.

God.

Come in.
I'll put the jug on.

How could he do this to me?

I gave him everything,

and this is
how he repays me!

Shuts me out of the biggest deal
of his life.

Why?!

I'm sorry.

Which way to the bathroom?

It's straight through
on the right.

What's the point?

What's the point
now that he's gone?

I should take you home.

Anyone home?

Andre.

I never should have...

Never should have...?

Lorraine.

This is important.
Never should have what?

Good. You're here.

Looks healthy.

But does it have to taste
like cardboard to be healthy?

So it was
a significant birthday, then.

Dean and Lorraine
are coming in.

There was an altercation
after you left.

Looks like Andre shut Lorraine
out of the brew deal.

Question is
whether she knew about it

before or after he was dead.

Yeah, she said as much
last night.

When?

She came over to mine.

Late. Drunk.
A complete mess.

I had to take her home,
put her to bed.

Thing is, Lorraine is the sole
beneficiary to Andre's estate.

She told you this?

The will fell out of the bag.

I swear I wasn't looking.

But she stands
to inherit a ton of money.

Dean's here to see you.
Interview Room 1.

Hold that thought.

Put Lorraine in 2. I'll come
through when I'm done.

Ta.

Smart money's on 50.

You reckon?

Surely he'd celebrate
a milestone like that.

Not even Mike's that low-key.

Why would Lorraine work so hard
on the bar

if she knew she wasn't part
of its success?

I don't understand
why this whole business deal

is so important
to your inquiry.

Andre assured me she knew
and was cool with it.

She's lying.

Maybe Andre was lying,
trying to keep everyone onside.

Doesn't change the fact

that she'll probably try
and sink the deal.

Can she do that?

She's not even party
to the agreement.

She'll get her lawyers
to challenge it.

Honestly, watching those two,

they were joined at the hip.

But then Grace stopped work
at the hospital a few months ago

and everything changed.

Andre was becoming his own man.

Lorraine hated that.

Enough to kill her own son?

Hell hath no fury like
a crazy Lorraine Barrington.

Okay.

Thanks.

No clean pants?

Got dressed in the dark.

Must be hard
to get muddy in a bar.

Must've been when I was
taking out the empties.

Speaking of mudslinging,
when I woke up this morning,

some smart-ass had painted
a threatening message

all over my place.

"My place"?

Whatever.
It's bad for business.

I'll get D.C. Breen
to look into it.

Tell me more
about Andre's will.

Everything goes to Lorraine,
including any future earnings.

Dean believes she knew
the terms of the deal.

If she was shut out,
that would give her motive.

Punish Andre, then collect
his share at the other end.

Yeah, but I think it goes deeper
than that.

She created him,
gave him a sense of entitlement.

There were never any boundaries.

It's Psych 101-- the narcissist
and his mother.

They were
completely codependent.

Until Grace arrived
on the scene.

Lorraine lost him

and so lost herself.

Her place in the world.

She had to take the power back.

She's an hour late.

Kidding me.

I see you went
with Stonehenge.

It was on special.

Looks good.

On Andre's Brew Bar.

I think so.

So you admit it?
You did the graffiti?

Well, it's true.
Craft beer does suck.

And I'm still
waiting on your whereabouts

the morning
of Andre Barrington's accident.

I've got nothing to say.

Look, I had a complaint
of willful damage.

You'd be wise to clean it up.

In my own good time.

- Now.
- Keep your hair on.

I'll be back in 10 minutes.

You want to know where she was
the morning Andre snuffed it?

Yes.

She spends a couple of mornings
each week down at Sunset Manor.

The rest home?

What, supplying the old folks
with sherry?

No.

That's a bloody good idea.

Playing poker.

Trude's been a card shark
since boarding school.

Nothing she likes more
than a game or three.

Why all the mystery?

It's no crime spending time
with the elderly.

It's not good for her rep.

Folk might think
she's gone soft.

It'll check out.

Good morning.

Is your mother home?

I don't know.

Mind if we take a look?

Sure.

Perhaps she's sleeping off
a hangover.

Yeah. Probably.

Would you like me
to check for you?

Please.

Sure.

Mum.

No. No.

No! Mum!

Why?

No. Mum.

Jesus Christ, no.

Thanks.

Is there anywhere you can stay?
Just for a couple of days.

- Some relatives or...
- Um...

Are you all right?

I was feeling overwhelmed.
I took a pill.

Um, what now?

If you're up to it,
we need to talk some more.

I don't know if I agree
with that statement.

Like many people,
I'm a fan of the pale ale.

Have you got a minute,
Mrs. Marlowe?

For you, Samuel, I have several.

You play piano at Sunset Manor.

Most mornings.

Keeps my fingers limber
for my handicrafts.

Is it true Trudy Neilson
plays cards there twice a week?

Yes.

And I can't say I approve.

Well, it's only cards.
Sounds pretty harmless.

For money!

She fleeces the old biddies
out of their pensions.

Although I daresay they're
grateful for the company.

Was she there this week?

Yes. Never misses.
All morning.

I won't take up
any more of your time.

Thanks for the chat,
Mrs. Marlowe.

I never should've left her.

This isn't your fault.

Well, right now
it feels like it.

Shepherd.

Okay.
I'll be straight down.

That was Gina.

Want to come?

I would say between 3:00 a.m.
and 6:00 a.m.

But that's not
the interesting thing.

First, see the slits
in her wrists.

What do you notice?

Both cuts are exactly the same.

Yes.
Same length, same depth.

Exact same place on the wrist.

The same amount of pressure
was applied to both incisions.

Maybe she was ambidextrous,
equally strong with both hands.

That could explain
the similarities.

Perhaps, but even still,
both cuts are never the same.

Once the first wrist is cut,
there are many distractions.

Blood gushing.

Perhaps the person
is having second thoughts.

They are starting to
lose strength, consciousness.

Her injuries suggest
that someone else did it

and made it look like suicide.

This is what I'm thinking too.

Especially considering
this blade is tiny

and these wounds are large.

So, what could have
done it, then?

A knife, scalpel, box cutter.

The incisions are very precise.

I would say whoever did this
is skilled with a blade.

Or a sharp tool?

Yes.
The right tool could do this.

Breen.

Cordon off the Barrington house.

Yeah, it's now a crime scene.

Felix and Grace
are at the motel.

Specialist search are ready
when you are.

Good.

Tell them that the focus
is for a blade of some kind.

Okay, guys, let's do it.

Something came up
at the autopsy?

It wasn't suicide.

Had all the hallmarks.

That's what the offender
was counting on.

Do you think it was the same
offender that killed Andre?

Makes sense.

The blade found by the body
doesn't fit the injuries.

We might be looking for
the instrument

that cut the parachute.

And there's no sign
of forced entry.

Whoever did it had easy access.

You were the last person
to see her alive.

Well, obviously not the last.

Unless you think...

Of course not.

But we need to get
your statement.

We're gonna get Hughes to do it.

Tick all the boxes.
Fair enough.

Specialists are doing
their thing.

It's like watching paint dry.

In the meantime...

There goes that theory.

Well, she still
could've killed Andre,

which would be motive
for her homicide.

True.

We can take Trudy off the list.
She has an alibi.

For Andre at least.

And besides, she wasn't there
to turn off the AAD computer.

So all of the key suspects
remain the same.

Dean, Felix, Grace, Kahu.

All have motive.

Gina reckons our offender
knew their way around a blade,

which all of ours do.

Barman, chef, doctor, plumber.

Isn't Kahu a bit of a stretch?

Yeah, I agree.
He's about to become a father.

Would he really jeopardize that?

Let's keep him in the mix.
For Andre at least.

Both homicides boil down
to business or family.

With the Barringtons,
business is family.

Let's bring them back in.

No idea what time it was.
Sorry.

Even a rough window
would be helpful.

Um...

Kebab shop was open.

I got a chicken iskender
and then wandered home.

Fati-Mamas closes
at midnight,

so it must've been before then.

Sure.

It's quite a trek
back to your place.

Must've taken an hour at least.

And you didn't see anyone?

It was late.
Why aren't you talking to Dean?

He was packing himself that Mum
would tip the deal over.

Yeah, we will be
talking to Dean.

Did you go anywhere else
on your way home?

Not that I can remember.

Yet you can remember
what you ate.

Brain's funny like that.

Sims.

What about the mountain bike?

There was fresh mud
on the tires.

Well, we're out and about
all the time.

And the weather's pants.

It was late.

Maybe 1:00, half past,
when I got home.

Was anyone else awake?

Don't think so, no.

D.S.S. Shepherd said
there'd been a fight.

At the bar.
You ended up on the ground.

It was my fault.
I shouldn't have got in the way.

Heat of the moment.

Which speaks
to underlying tension.

It was no secret that Lorraine
blamed me

for Andre's rebellion.

We were competitive.

The way that mothers
and girlfriends are.

Are we almost done here?
I really need a smoke.

And no one else was home
at the Barrington house?

Not that I was aware of.

I left.
Walked home.

Tried to sleep.

Did a Sudoku,
read my horoscope --

"Expect some ups and downs."

Ate some cheese.

Just drifted off on the couch
around 4:00.

Big week.
How are you coping?

Well, turns out my horoscope
was right.

More ups or downs?

You want off?

I think that might be
for the best.

In the end it was her decision.

I've given her
the rest of the day off.

Understandable.

How's the inquiry going?

You think both deaths
are related?

I do.
I'm just not sure how yet.

Well, keep plugging away.
That's all we can do.

You know, sometimes I miss
the cut and thrust.

- Just not the pay scale, right?

Your whereabouts last night.

Specifically between
3:00 a.m. and 6:00 a.m.

I didn't kill Lorraine.

She threatened
to sink your deal.

- I didn't kill her.
- Just answer the question.

I was in bed.
Asleep for the most part.

With a friend.

Friend's name?

Kimberly.

She'll vouch for me.

He was upset
after the blowup with Lorraine,

and he promised to take me
to Queenstown.

My ticket out of Brokenwood.

You believed him?

Not really.
But it was fun.

Dean's not as mean
as he makes out.

It's just a costume he wears.

He's a decent guy
once he takes it off.

Great abs too.

So it's true love, then?

You were with him all night?

Well, he was there when
I woke up, if that's any help.

Yeah, boss,
Dean's alibi checks out.

Okay. Thanks.

D.S.S. Shepherd.

I thought this
was Detective Sims' number.

Day off.
Can I help?

Tell her Kahu called.

She wanted to know if any of
my tools had gone missing.

My pipe cutter's gone.

I had it a few days ago.
On the job at Andre's.

Noticed yesterday
when I was finishing up.

Forgive my ignorance,

but could a pipe cutter
cut through wire?

Like teeth through jelly.

And could you use it
like a knife?

With a bit of tinkering,
I suppose so, yeah.

But why wouldn't you
just use a knife?

Kahu, sorry, I need to ask,
but where were you last night?

Here.
Getting it on with Serena.

Is Serena your partner?
Can she verify that?

I don't have a partner.

I thought
the pregnant woman...

Mihiata?

She's my sister.

The father did a runner.
I'm helping her out.

So, yes, I was home.

Mihi.

Mihi? Hi.

Was your brother home
last night?

Yeah. All night.

He was watching
those stupid tennis videos.

Mihi, it's in
your best interests

to tell us
everything you know.

Tell him.

I've got some info about the
burg at the skydiving place.

Go on.

Her mate came around
a couple of days ago.

Had some hot property
he was trying to flick off.

Tablets, GoPros,
that sort of stuff.

Same stuff I saw
down at the center.

Got an address?

I'll text some people.

Glad we cleared that up.

I believe you know my
brother's cousin, Jared Morehu.

Jared, yeah.
Good man.

Your brother's cousin?
How does that work?

Walter is Jared's uncle
so we share the same koro.

George Morehu.
You know him?

Can't say I do.

So, yeah,
it's that simple really.

Right.

Like you,
I'm glad we cleared that up.

We'll need to
hold them here as evidence,

but you'll be able to
pick them up in due course.

Insurance company
will be pleased.

Even if not all of them made it.

I wonder what he's thinking.

He's not thinking anything.

What's that?

Fluffy reckons you're 57.

Tell Fluffy he's dreaming.

Detective Shepherd,
this may be of interest.

Taken last week.

Fati-Mamas?

I had a hankering
for Turkish.

And you wanted to check up
on Felix's movements.

You know me -- two birds.

And one of my merlots
to wash it down.

- You're a saint!
- I am.

A little light reading?

Yeah, actually,
you should take these.

Professional burnout pushes
people to extremes.

You sound like my ex-wife.

Which one?

- All of them?

Thanks.

So, um, Hughes fill you in?

He did.

But I wanted to check
you were all right myself.

Well, I will be
once we eat something.

I am starving.

I probably
shouldn't ask you, but...

Is there anything new?

Something pretty big.

Really? Pray tell.

Your stuffed animals turned up.

Thank the Lord.

Now I have a reason
to wake up in the morning.

Grace. Hi.

Are you following me?

I'm just returning
some stolen goods.

And I'm not working
on that inquiry anymore so...

Sorry.
God, I sound so paranoid.

It's been a difficult time.

Are you going somewhere?

No. Just canceling our trip
into Nepal.

Sorry.
That must be hard.

- Excuse me.

Hello.
Grace speaking.

D.S.S. Shepherd.

We've found
an item of interest.

Could you pop into the station

so we can grab
some fingerprints?

Fingerprints? Why?

So we can eliminate yours
from anyone else's.

Standard procedure.

Okay. Of course.

I'm in town.
I'll be there in 20?

Thanks.

Your boss.
He says they've found something.

As I said, I wouldn't know.

See you soon, Dean.

Not a happy camper.

Franchise deal's
fallen through.

Felix.

We've been trying to call.

Yeah.
Sorry, the phone's out of juice.

We've found an item of interest.

We're wanting elimination prints
from a number of people.

We need yours.

What'd you find?

Your carving knife.

It's a little worse for wear.

Yeah. I told you
I busted it on a bone.

Then you have nothing
to worry about.

Sure.
Um, let me just grab a coat.

It gets better.

Dean's selling the brew bar
to Trudy and Ray.

Wonder what
they're gonna call it.

The Tadpole & Tiger?

Amphibian & Aga Panther.

You do know agapanthus
is a flower, not a big cat?

Yeah.
It's word play.

- Felix?
- Oi!

Oi!

Nice one, boss.

Come on, Felix.
Hands behind your back.

Okay. Okay.

It was me.

"Me" what?

I killed them.
I killed them both.

Familiar?

It's mine.

But you didn't use this to kill
Andre or your mother, did you?

I know from experience that
cutting a wire with this, well,

the knife comes off second best.

Just like catching
the joint of a bone.

A better tool would be
a -- a pipe cutter, right?

Andre took everything.

He sucked the oxygen
out of a room.

Everything had to be
about him.

Hey, Nepal, the Himalayas.
They're big, right?

They're not going anywhere.

That's what you said last year.
And the year before that.

Yeah, well, I've got to
make money, honey.

I couldn't stand it.

I couldn't stand watching him
trample over people.

Cutting the kill line

had a wonderful sense of
irony about it, I must admit.

I just had to make sure
it passed the safety checks.

Easy enough when you know how.

It was the computer
that I was worried about.

Would I get the opportunity
to turn it off?

You don't come here
making demands.

I wouldn't have to
if you paid your bills.

I'll pay
when the job's complete.

And in
a cruel twist of fate,

Andre took care of that for me.

Really I should have done them
both at the same time.

But I guess I thought,
with him gone,

there would be
more space for me.

Wrong.

I wish it was you
instead of Andre!

If anything, it was worse.

She never loved me.

Never valued me.

Can you imagine
what that's like?

There was a certain symmetry

in killing them both
with the same weapon.

Where did you dispose
of the pipe cutter, Felix?

Bike park.

I was drunk. I jumped on my
bike, and my legs just took me.

Can you be more specific?

The Dance With the Devil run.
Apt.

Get specialist search up there.

So...

What happens now?

Someone here to see you, senior.

You wanted to do some prints?

That won't be necessary.

We've made an arrest.

Who?

Felix has confessed.

To both?

Yes.
To both homicides.

We're taking his statement now.

I- I guess that makes sense.

Is he all right?

As well as can be expected.

So, what do you need from me?

Nothing at present.
We'll need you at a later date.

- For the court case.
- Of course.

Sorry about that.

That was Grace.

Does she think I'm a monster?

She seemed to take it
in her stride.

Does it matter
what she thinks of you?

Not really.

No, I mean, she's just
a good sort, that's all.

Are you in love with her?

I can see how that could happen.

She was the only one
who listened.

The only one who saw me.

You did it for her.

That cheating, lying bastard
didn't deserve her.

Did she know how you felt?

Yes, but it wasn't like that.

I saw her.

Coming out of your room.

The morning your mother died.

She needed comfort.

So did I.

Did you sleep with her before
or after killing your mother?

After.

You do realize that's not
a traditional way

to begin a relationship?

It was a one-time thing.

But it was worth it.

What did you use to stick
the safety handle back together?

How do you mean?

To pass the safety checks,

the handle
had to appear operational.

What did you use?

It all happened so fast.
I don't really remember.

- Get a 10-1 out on her vehicle.

On it.

Kristin.

Mike, you've got to
look at Grace.

Grace. Yep, thanks.
On it.

She's changed her flights.

She's heading to India
and then on to Nepal.

But her check-in time's
in less than three hours.

There's no way that she can make
that flight if she's driving.

If she's driving.

Thanks, mate.

I know Auckland's
a bit out of your way.

Really appreciate
you doing this.

All good.

Let's go.

Just waiting on one more.

This is a private booking.

- Mind if I tag along?
- Detective Shepherd.

Yeah.
Courier service is terrible.

Faster to get it to the lab
for DNA testing by hand.

Of course.
More the merrier.

Seat belts?

Off somewhere?

India then Nepal.

You said the case was closed.
Said you didn't need me.

The booking was made
before Felix confessed.

I just made the booking.
After I spoke to you.

Not according to Detective Sims.

So from my point of view,

it looks like
you're trying to do a runner.

Felix confessed
to both homicides.

He had motive.
His story made sense.

The way he did it,
how it all unraveled.

And the details were true,
which made it very convincing.

Except it wasn't him, was it?

You used his feelings to get him
to take the rap for you.

Clearly you'd spoken
at length --

how you'd cut the kill line,

stashed the pipe cutter
in the wastewater pipe.

Only there was
one vital piece of information

you forgot to tell him.

What was that?

What held
the safety handle together

to pass the safety checks.

Nicotine chewing gum.

It dries hard.

It was the only detail
Felix didn't know.

It's with CAA,
being tested as we speak.

I understand why you did it.

You just snapped.

After all, you were burned out,

forced to leave your job,

prone to
irrational decision making.

And despite
his charm and charisma,

Andre was a terrible boyfriend.

Worse than being unfaithful,
he was abusive.

Nothing overt.
Quite subtle, really.

Just a little reminder
who was boss, who was in charge.

Keep you in your place.

Must've knocked it
on a branch.

Easy enough to cover
when you play so much sport.

Turns out the damage
was more than skin deep.

And then there was Lorraine.

- Lorraine.
- Get away from me!

There was no love lost
between the two of you.

That was clear.

But by then,
it was more than that.

You're an adrenaline junkie.
You needed your fix.

Extreme sport
wasn't cutting it anymore.

The power you felt
after killing Andre

gave you the same endorphin rush
you were addicted to.

So you did it again.

Are you all right?

I was feeling overwhelmed.
I took a pill.

You made out
it was the pills

that made you all Zen-like.

But it wasn't.

You'd had your hit.

It all fits.

Adrenaline addicts crave danger.

They seek out intense sensation

without regard
for physical and social risk.

There's a thin line

between normal
and pathological behavior,

and you crossed that line.

It's completely subjective.

Your prints
will be on the pipe cutter.

Actually that didn't contain
the pipe cutter.

It was an old pair of scissors
from Kristin's desk.

And we'll have enough to convict
you from the DNA off the gum.

It's over, Grace.

It was like living with
Frankenstein and the Monster.

Close the door, Grace.

They deserved it.

Please, close the door.

Grace.

Don't.

No!

So, what am
I being done for exactly?

Accessory after the fact
at this stage.

Why'd you take the rap?

Did she pressure you?

No.

No, it was my idea.

I loved her.

I would've done anything.

Get in the shower.
Now.

Now!

I couldn't see her
wasting away in prison

just because my family
were a pack of hyenas.

And then I turned off
the computer

while they were fighting.

For that one beautiful
night, she made me feel whole.

I'm not surprised she jumped.

She was too full of life
to spend it behind bars.

Well done.
You can chalk that one up.

Nothing to do with me.

I left the inquiry, remember?

And the SSG found this
at the bike park, just on dusk.

Are you okay?

I've had better days.

The paperwork's
gonna be horrendous.

Is he why
you don't date anymore?

Please.

Brokenwood's gene pool
is somewhat limited.

Kahu Taylor's pretty hot.

He has a partner
and a baby on the way.

Actually that's his sister.

Did you know
he's Jared's brother's cousin?

Brother's cousin?

- How does that work?
- Don't ask me.

Is it time?

I think so.
Yes.

Happy belated birthday.

You didn't have to.

I know.

She chose it.

He can keep an eye on you guys
when I'm not here.

Right, come on.
Spill.

How old are you?

Fair's fair.

- Yes.

Miles off.

Did you work it out?

Nothing so scientific.

I took odds.
Breen took evens.

Hey, I've just
realized something.

You're the same age as my dad.

Good night, Breen.

Night, boss.