The Secrets She Keeps (2020–…): Season 2, Episode 4 - Episode #2.4 - full transcript
-MEGHAN: Hey!
Can anyone hear me?
Hey, I need to see my children.
I need to know who's
looking after them.
-We have enough to charge her.
What are we waiting for?
-Her story.
(PHONE RINGING)
-MEGHAN: Answer my calls.
Jack, will you please...
Please pick up the phone.
-Best I could do at
short notice, Jack.
-No, it's fine.
(SIRENS BLARING)
-Check the baby.
Please, my baby.
-AGATHA: What's going on?
-ULTRASOUND OPERATOR:
Won't be long.
-AGATHA: What's happening?
-ULTRASOUND OPERATOR:
There we go.
Nice strong heartbeat.
-Look, if you won't talk to me,
please just text me where you are.
What if something happens to me?
What are the kids going to do?
How will anyone
know where you are?
There is nothing to say, Simon.
-Oh, you think you're
going to threaten me
and then not answer my calls?
-I didn't threaten you.
-Ben is my son.
You can't stop me
from seeing my son!
-A DNA test does not
make him your son.
- Where's Jack?
- He's gone.
I told you that.
-I want to see Ben.
-You're nuts.
-Lucy.
Come inside.
Goodnight.
Lights out, Lucy.
Actually, Luce, I need you
to get up, quick as you can.
Can you please put on your
hoodie and your slippers?
- Where are we going?
- We're gonna go see Daddy.
Come on, quick, quick,
quick, quick, quick.
Hey Lachie! Lachie,
don't go to sleep.
We're going to go for a drive.
(KNOCKING AT THE DOOR)
- Daddy!
- Daddy!
-Hey. How you doing?
-Are you Airbnb-ing?
How'd you find
this place so fast?
-It smells like wee-wee.
-Hey, can you guys go sit and
watch something on Daddy's laptop?
-Yeah.
-Did you have to
bring them here?
-I couldn't just up
and leave them, Jack.
We can't both do that.
-OK, come on.
Bit desperate, isn't it?
Bringing the kids here
to make me feel bad.
-MEGHAN: Look, I know
you want your space,
but we can't just stop talking.
Jack, you can punish me all you
want, but don't punish them.
They have done nothing
wrong and they need you.
Jack, I need you.
And Simon...
Maybe he can have
visitation rights...
-Oh my god, you really
think we can salvage this.
-OK, just...
-JACK: I have to work with Simon.
-MEGHAN: listen for a second.
-JACK: I have to
look at Ben everyday.
-MEGHAN: He is our son, Jack.
Maybe Grace and Simon will
have kids of their own
and this won't matter so much.
-It's always gonna matter.
I can't even look at
you right now, so...
-OK guys.
-LUCY: Mummy, I'm tired.
-I know, it's late.
-MEGHAN: Come on!
-BRENT: My kids are inside.
-Get lost.
-Look, this isn't personal...
-Well it's going to get
personal, you prick.
You come after my family,
I'll come after yours.
-I'm not coming after
your family, OK?
-SIMON: Jack, we
haven't got enough.
-JACK: Yeah, well I'm done
with this gotcha shit.
-Can you turn it off.
(PHONE RINGING)
-Yeah.
-Hey. Um...
I think I'm being followed.
-JACK: What?
-MEGHAN: Yeah, I've been
driving around in circles
since I left your place and
they're still there, Jack.
-Can you see who it is?
-No, I can't see who it
is, there's headlights.
-But every time I slow
down, they slow down
and every time I
turn, they turn.
-What do you want me to do?
-Well, if it follows
me to our door,
I don't want to be there,
alone with the kids, Jack.
-MEGHAN: I'm scared.
-Drive towards home,
alright? I'm coming.
-MEGHAN: OK.
-I don't want any scans.
-Well, with the impact
to your mid-rib area,
we're concerned you have
a pulmonary embolism,
a clot on your lungs,
which is your why you're
finding it difficult to breathe.
And the only way to be sure
is to do a scan or an x-ray.
-Not if it will harm the baby.
-Well, the doses of
radiation are very small
and the benefits far
outweigh the risks.
-Please don't make me.
-I can't force you to, Agatha,
but I strongly recommend a scan.
-I won't do it.
It doesn't matter
how small the risk.
-Well, let's put you
on a blood thinner.
Heparin doesn't cross
the placenta wall
and won't affect
your breastmilk.
-What are the side effects?
-Ah, slightly elevated
chance of bleeding in birth.
-Then I can't.
-Let me be clear with you.
If you refuse treatment, you're
putting your life in danger.
-I can't lose another baby.
I'd rather die.
-Can I take her back?
-She needs further tests.
-I wasn't making it up.
There was definitely
someone following us.
-Well, they're not
here now, so...
I can do a check around the
house if you need me to,
but I think you're safe.
-Well, I'd feel much
safer if you stayed.
Please, Jack.
-Hey babe, come and
watch this movie with us.
-No thanks.
-BELINDA: It's super scary.
We have popcorn.
-Go watch your movie.
-No, no it's OK.
I don't know how many people I
can see getting axed to death.
How was your day?
-Fine.
-What's that?
-LORELEI: Tracking device.
-What are you using that for?
-It's just a journalist thing.
-Is it legal?
-Goodnight, Mum.
- Hey Dad, look at my pirate.
- JACK: Cool.
-MEGHAN: How'd you sleep?
-Lachie, thanks for letting me
borrow your bed last night, buddy.
-Do you want a pancake?
-Ah, nah. I'm not
hungry, thanks.
-Hey, I was thinking
about last night,
about that car that
was following us.
Could have been Simon.
-Yeah, why's that?
-MEGHAN: Well he came over
here and I told him to leave.
He wasn't very happy.
-LUCY: Mummy threw
wombat at him.
-MEGHAN: Alright Luce,
finish your food.
-So, where did you
first notice the car?
-Ah, when we left.
-MEGHAN: It's like it
was there waiting for us.
-So, how could Simon show
up, there, to follow you home
if he doesn't know where I live?
No, it wasn't him.
-Where are you going?
-If they are watching my place,
I think I know who it was.
-Who?
Jack.
-Yeah, I knew you were
a low-life bastard.
-What are you on about?
-Why'd you follow my wife, Brent?
-I didn't.
-Oh, so that wasn't you tailing her
last night, trying to scare her?
-BRENT: It wasn't me, mate.
I didn't follow your wife.
-Yeah, how do you
expect me to believe you
when you threatened to
come after my family?
I'll fucken deck you.
-Come on, mate.
First shot's free.
Come on.
Your wife hits harder than that.
-Stay away from my
family, you piece of shit.
-At least, I was a champion.
What's your claim to fame?
Losing your own baby?
What a legend.
- What'd you say?
- BRENT: You heard me. -Come on!
-What the hell are you doing?
-What is that?
Is that a tracking device?
It was you following me.
-I wanted to make
sure I got you alone
so I didn't upset
your kids, Meghan.
-MEGHAN: Oh, my god!
-You'll want to hear what
have to say this time...
-No, no, no, no, no. Get up.
I have heard enough from you.
This, this is
completely outrageous...
-Agatha is pregnant.
-And if someone like you publicly
says that you forgive her,
they might reverse the
maximum security sentence
and let her keep the baby.
-Sweetheart, you have
got ten seconds to leave.
-I need to go to the bathroom.
-Use the bedpan.
-I can't stay like this.
I need to move freely.
-This is a maternity ward.
Agatha Fyfle's the last person
anyone wants to see walking around.
-LORELEI: A local council
member said that local teenagers
denied the picnic area had
been a used meeting spot
for drinking and
sexual encounters.
-Liars.
-Teenagers lie
through their teeth.
-Do you have children?
-Four girls.
All grown up, now.
They never visit me.
-Maybe you made
mistakes with them.
-I was led by Jehovah.
He doesn't make mistakes.
-Are you a believer?
-My grandmother used to be.
- What's her name?
-You wouldn't know her.
-Let me do that.
Tell me about my father.
-I don't know much about him.
-Didn't you go to his church?
You know I heard what
they said in court
about Agatha being
abused by him.
It's not a secret.
-I'll get a bigger log.
-TERENCE: It seems like the
baby's going to be fine.
-VICKY: That's one piece of good
news inside a bag of dicks, Terry.
Why didn't you make
this call, last night?
Give me time to prepare?
-I was waiting to find
out her exact condition
but she's refusing
scans or treatment,
so we're still in the dark
about how serious it is.
-What is it about this woman?
-TERENCE: Look,
she's under guard.
Her lawyer's been informed.
I'm getting to the bottom
of how it happened.
I don't know what
else to say to you.
-VICKY: Well, you can say
you'll keep the press away.
We can't afford these lobby
groups to get fired up.
The more heat, the less chance I
have of making a fair decision.
And just keep me informed.
-ZOE: A 30-week pregnant woman
bashed and almost killed is
handcuffed to a hospital bed.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Hey, you can't film.
-What's your name?
-ZOE: Remove the
handcuffs. Now.
- I'll have to get permission.
- You do that.
I'm filming so we have evidence.
We can sue.
-They put me on Level two
so that I'd get bashed
and I'd lose the baby.
Tell Lorelei Kelly that.
-Are you sure that's wise?
-Once it's public,
we lose control.
-She has to tell people
or they'll do it again.
I'm only safe
whilst I'm in here.
-Scicluna's already shopping
around footage of the assault.
-Yeah, he set me up.
-I didn't mean for
any of this to happen.
Nobody did.
-Was that you last night?
Following her?
Trying to get your hands on Ben?
-Jack! No, Jack, no.
But I do think it's
fair that I have access.
-He's all yours.
-Why'd you do it?
-I thought he was following
you and lost my temper.
-It wasn't him.
It was Lorelei Kelly.
I've just spent hours
getting an AVO...
-Wait, wait, wait,
it was a student journalist, and
you're only telling me this now?
-I have been trying
to call you all day...
-JACK: The police will charge me.
-..Jack.
-I've been suspended
from my job.
-What, and that's my fault?
-Oh, obviously not, no.
-You didn't tell me where
you were going, Jack.
-Maybe I didn't
want to talk to you.
-JACK: How's that?
-Agatha Fyfle is pregnant.
-MEGHAN: I wanted
to tell you that.
I needed to tell you that...
-I don't give a shit
about Agatha Fyfle!
-I've lost my career.
You know, I've lost Ben!
I've lost my marriage,
I've lost my best friend...
-MEGHAN: Yes,
because of Agatha.
If it wasn't for her, I
wouldn't have been followed
and you wouldn't be
in this mess, Jack.
-Jesus Christ!
It's never your fault, is it?
Ben. Simon. Now, this.
It's my fault, it's
Agatha's fault, isn't it?
Well, you know what?
Agatha Fyfle didn't
fuck Simon, did she?
No, that was you.
And now guess what?
All of our lives are
screwed, because of you.
-Don't be too long.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Hurry up in there!
-I'm going as fast as I can.
-OFFICER BREWER:
She's coughing blood.
-Agatha, what's happening?
Just take deep breaths.
I'll let the doctor know.
-Lorelei, the police are here.
-Lorelei Kelly?
-Yes?
-You've been served with a Private
Apprehended Violence Order.
You must not approach Meghan
Shaughnessy or her children,
and must not come within
500 metres of her home.
Understood?
-You have an AVO
out against you?
-BELINDA: Lorelei, this
is a serious thing!
-I didn't touch her.
I followed her.
-With that tracker?
-Where is it?
Give it to me so I know
you're not using it...
-I'm not, alright?
It's none of your business.
-LORELEI: In this bonus episode,
I will reveal that yet again,
Agatha isn't the perpetrator.
She is the victim...
- Oi!
-..and this state's
politicians...
-I've booked the studio!
-..and prison authorities should
hang their heads in shame.
-LORELEI: Agatha
Fyfle is pregnant.
The father is a prison officer.
Whether she was
raped, or exploited
by people who were sworn to
protect her, is one issue.
Another is the blatant
attempt by authorities
to induce a termination
and orchestrate a cover-up.
-Can you get the Governor
on the line, for me?
-Oh, and Harriet.
-Bring the meeting
with Agatha Fyfle's
lawyers forward, instead.
-LORELEI: Agatha is
refusing any treatment
that might harm
her unborn child.
-LORELEI: She's willing
to risk her own life,
but the authorities are
deliberately exposing her to danger.
For the sake of the baby,
they must move her to Jalala.
-Hey, Mum. Just popping in.
- LUCY: Aunty Grace!
- Hey! How was school?
- Hey, Benny.
- Pretty good?
-Look at that new
tractor. Can I've a go?
Yeah? Alright. OK.
-How are you, Lorelei?
-You called her?
-It's been a while.
-That's because I don't
need you, anymore.
-Your Mum and Dad are concerned
that finding your biological mother
may have triggered
some old patterns.
-I'm better.
-BELINDA: Doctor Hocking
isn't here as a punishment.
We just think that the podcast
and the prison visits
haven't been healthy.
She's a criminal.
-You don't know her.
-DAVID: In all fairness,
neither do you.
-DR HOCKING: But the point is,
your parents know you, Lorelei.
And they're worried.
I think you should consider
coming back to the clinic.
-You don't trust me.
What are you worried about?
-BELINDA: You know what
we're worried about.
You've been obsessing,
avoiding us.
Now, there's an AVO out
against you? That's not normal.
It's not.
-DAVID: We had certain rules in
place, and you've broken them.
You've hidden things from us.
-You're afraid of me?
Say it.
-It's better if you come
in as a voluntary patient.
I'll give you 24
hours to decide.
-I can't.
I can't.
I'm going to be on TV.
- Simon!
- Yeah!
-Si!
Mum says you have
to bring him back.
Grab him!
-Grace!
I'm Ben Shaughnessy's father.
-TRIAGE NURSE: They're
in the same cubicle.
-Hi.
-They've taken him for an X-ray.
-You should have gone with him.
-I told them that Ben was running
and that he fell on his arm.
-Oh, but that's
not what happened.
-I know, but Meghan's
going to make...
-No, no, no.
-..a really big deal out of this.
-I have to tell
them. Excuse me.
Ah, my partner gave you the wrong
information about what happened.
He didn't fall on his arm.
- What, he didn't fall?
-No, he did fall.
He fell off the
climbing equipment
but I caught him before
he hit the ground.
I grabbed him by the arm.
- I'm sorry, I got it wrong.
I wasn't there.
- How did this happen?
-It was a mistake and it
could have happened to anyone.
-Well, who's with him?
-A doctor.
-Hey!
- Are you Ben's father?
- Yes.
- No!
- Thank you.
- Is his arm broken?
- Ah, his shoulder's dislocated.
According to the notes,
Ben fell on his arm, but
scans show otherwise.
-What, you lied to them?
-SIMON: No, I was just explaining...
-I got it wrong.
-..to the nurse that I
grabbed him by the arm.
He did fall.
-See, this is why
you can't have him.
Give him to me.
- You're scaring him...
- Give him to me!
- You are scaring him.
-GRACE: Simon!
-Come on, everyone just calm down.
-I'm so sorry.
-I'm going to have to ask
you to leave, quietly.
-I didn't mean to
hit him. I'm sorry.
-You've just hit a member of staff.
Could you please escort her out?
- Outside.
- I didn't mean... Si.
Grace.
- Come on.
- OK.
- Now.
- OK.
Jack, pick up your phone!
Simon has taken Ben and he
won't, he won't give him back.
Look, I'm almost at your house.
Please, please be there.
-Hi.
I don't think Jack's home.
-You found him the place?
-He needed somewhere to stay.
-And what, you welcomed
him back with open legs?
-Ah, it's not like that.
I was going to lose my house
and Jack helped me out,
so, I felt I owed him.
-What do you mean,
he helped you out?
Did he give you money?
Oh, my god, did you
ever stop fucking him?
-It's business.
That's all.
-If he's been lying to me,
I'm going to fucking kill him.
-Your blood oxygen levels
are within normal range.
Everything else looks OK.
But if there is a clot,
it might be moving.
-I just need to
stay here and rest.
-If you refuse treatment,
I no longer have any grounds
to keep you in this hospital.
-You can't send me back there.
They're trying to kill my baby.
-Unless you let me help you,
you'll get just as much
rest in the prison clinic.
Hospital is for people
who require intervention.
-OK.
I'll have the scan.
-Lots of people ask why I chose
to create this podcast
series about Agatha Fyfle.
As a journalist, I want
to expose injustice,
but I also had a
very personal reason.
I was adopted as a baby
and my real mother,
aged 16, was forced
to give me up.
So my whole life I've felt
abandoned and rejected.
-Why wasn't I good
enough? Was...
What was wrong
with me, you know?
-TALK SHOW HOST: I
understand it's a syndrome.
-Yes, Adopted Child Syndrome.
People like me often also
suffer from OCD, PTSD or ADHD.
And adoptees are actually
over-represented in prisons,
in psych hospitals, in rehab.
So, this is really the
hidden legacy of adoption.
-And how does this
relate to the Fyfle case?
-Yes, well people know
that Agatha was forced
to give up a baby at 16.
The secret they don't know is
that baby was me.
If the authorities take
another baby from Agatha Fyfle,
they won't just be putting her
through hell all over again.
They'll be hurting an innocent
child, a child like me.
-The first podcast swayed public
opinion in my client's favour,
but if you don't want to
listen to that, or to me,
then listen to the last child
that was taken from Agatha.
-She seems a bright young woman.
-With a history of arson,
obsessive-compulsive disorder,
serious mental health issues.
I don't know why anyone
would want to expose a child
to those risks when
there's a biological mother
who's more than willing
and able to keep her.
-There are risks
involved with that, too.
Let's not be naive.
-I know Agatha.
Keeping this baby is a life
or death matter for her.
-OK, and frankly, that
intensity worries me, too.
-Perhaps you don't
subscribe to the idea
that being a mother is the only way
for some women to feel fulfilled.
-But surely, we can both
agree that it's the primal,
the only original,
function of a human being?
And some feel it
more than others.
-Well philosophical
debates aside,
I have taken a close
look at the case,
and my mind wasn't closed to
minimum security for your client.
But now you've chosen to go
public with the pregnancy,
I'm under pressure to
do the exact opposite.
And, ah, you might be interested
in what the public has to
say about that interview.
-It's completely backfired.
I've been trawling press
and social media coverage
since I left the
Minister's office.
They're calling it the big lie.
-I don't understand.
-She lied about her background.
Her motives.
She isn't an
independent journalist.
She was biased from the outset and
people are turning against her.
And you.
-Well, do something. Stop her.
-I'll be back in a
second, buddy? OK?
OK?
-Meghan!
Meghan!
Meghan, stop!
Meghan, do not take him!
- Yeah?
- Jack?
Meghan saw me at your place and
jumped to the wrong conclusion.
-Oh, you're kidding me.
-Yeah, she lost the plots, making
threats in front of my clients.
You need to do something.
-MEGHAN VOICEMAIL: Hi,
this is Meghan Shaughnessy.
Please leave a mess...
-VOICEMAIL VOICE: You
have one new message.
-SIMON VOICEMAIL:
What was that, Meghan?
You nearly killed me.
You bring my car back or I'm
going to call the police.
-Hey, man, I can't talk...
-SIMON: Meghan stole my
car. Ben's in the back.
-JACK: What?
-I took Ben to the park.
There was an accident.
-SIMON: He's OK, but
Meghan's overreacted.
I think she's
headed home to you.
-OK, just stay put,
alright? I'll handle this.
-She took my son, Jack.
-JACK: He's not your son!
OK?
You can't take him to
the park for 20 minutes
and now you're his dad
all of a sudden, OK?
I've raised him his
entire fucken life.
Just stay by the phone, OK?
And I'll call you once
I've spoken to Meghan.
-Meghan!
Meghan!
-How long have you
been fucking her?
-What are you talking about?
-Don't treat me
like an idiot, Jack.
Rhea Bowden.
What, you gave her money?
-Hey!
-What are you doing here?
You can't see her now.
-Why?
-You're no longer
credible as a journalist.
You're a liability.
We asked you to
publicise the pregnancy,
not go on TV and blow the lid
on your relationship to Agatha.
-I thought...
-ZOE: You may have cost her
any chance of keeping her baby.
-I need to see her.
I need to explain.
-ZOE: She's not well.
She's been taken for scans.
Just keep away for now.
-Hey!
Hey!
Where does this go?
- To the loading dock.
-Call security.
-What are you doing?
-You need to take
me back right now.
-No, no, no, I have a plan.
-They're in the service lift.
I want someone waiting
on every floor.
-I'm headed for the basement.
-LORELEI: I can get
you out of here.
-And go where?
-LORELEI: We have a
house in the bush.
And we can just stay there,
tonight, while we figure it out.
Are you completely delusional?
-We can be together.
I can look after you.
-LORELEI: You, me and the baby.
-I don't want to be with you.
I'll lose my baby
forever because of you.
You've ruined everything.
-There's no one in
the loading dock,
and the lift's going back
up from the basement.
-I couldn't stop it at ground.
-It's going back up.
-Put that gun away.
This is a maternity hospital.
Nobody wants babies
getting hurt.
-Where'd she go?
-She's long gone.
I've got a scan.
Come on.
-No sign of them here.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Check the car park.
I've got Fyfle.
-SECURITY GUARD 1: Copy that.
-Application for joint custody.
I've contacted a lawyer...
- MEGHAN: Get away from the car!
- Meghan!
-You can...
-Get out of the way!
- You can't deny me custody...
- Move!
-Stop!
Jack!
-Fuck!
Call an ambulance!
Jack!
Call an ambulance!
-Are you ready to talk?
-I want to see my husband.
Please.
-The hospital has
discharged you.
It's not broken. We can go.
-He's here, isn't he?
I know the ambulance
brought him here.
Please.
-DR MONROE: While there's been
significant soft tissue damage,
the scans look good.
Can't see a clot and your
oxygen sat levels are normal.
So, day rest in the prison
clinic is adequate, for now.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Transport's on its way.
-Last chance.
Do you have anything that
you want to say to me.
Meghan?
In that case, I
have to inform you
that you are charged with the murder
of your husband, Jack Shaughnessy.
You will remain in remand
until your hearing.
Your transport is here.
Come on.
Captioned by
Ai-Media ai-media. tv
Can anyone hear me?
Hey, I need to see my children.
I need to know who's
looking after them.
-We have enough to charge her.
What are we waiting for?
-Her story.
(PHONE RINGING)
-MEGHAN: Answer my calls.
Jack, will you please...
Please pick up the phone.
-Best I could do at
short notice, Jack.
-No, it's fine.
(SIRENS BLARING)
-Check the baby.
Please, my baby.
-AGATHA: What's going on?
-ULTRASOUND OPERATOR:
Won't be long.
-AGATHA: What's happening?
-ULTRASOUND OPERATOR:
There we go.
Nice strong heartbeat.
-Look, if you won't talk to me,
please just text me where you are.
What if something happens to me?
What are the kids going to do?
How will anyone
know where you are?
There is nothing to say, Simon.
-Oh, you think you're
going to threaten me
and then not answer my calls?
-I didn't threaten you.
-Ben is my son.
You can't stop me
from seeing my son!
-A DNA test does not
make him your son.
- Where's Jack?
- He's gone.
I told you that.
-I want to see Ben.
-You're nuts.
-Lucy.
Come inside.
Goodnight.
Lights out, Lucy.
Actually, Luce, I need you
to get up, quick as you can.
Can you please put on your
hoodie and your slippers?
- Where are we going?
- We're gonna go see Daddy.
Come on, quick, quick,
quick, quick, quick.
Hey Lachie! Lachie,
don't go to sleep.
We're going to go for a drive.
(KNOCKING AT THE DOOR)
- Daddy!
- Daddy!
-Hey. How you doing?
-Are you Airbnb-ing?
How'd you find
this place so fast?
-It smells like wee-wee.
-Hey, can you guys go sit and
watch something on Daddy's laptop?
-Yeah.
-Did you have to
bring them here?
-I couldn't just up
and leave them, Jack.
We can't both do that.
-OK, come on.
Bit desperate, isn't it?
Bringing the kids here
to make me feel bad.
-MEGHAN: Look, I know
you want your space,
but we can't just stop talking.
Jack, you can punish me all you
want, but don't punish them.
They have done nothing
wrong and they need you.
Jack, I need you.
And Simon...
Maybe he can have
visitation rights...
-Oh my god, you really
think we can salvage this.
-OK, just...
-JACK: I have to work with Simon.
-MEGHAN: listen for a second.
-JACK: I have to
look at Ben everyday.
-MEGHAN: He is our son, Jack.
Maybe Grace and Simon will
have kids of their own
and this won't matter so much.
-It's always gonna matter.
I can't even look at
you right now, so...
-OK guys.
-LUCY: Mummy, I'm tired.
-I know, it's late.
-MEGHAN: Come on!
-BRENT: My kids are inside.
-Get lost.
-Look, this isn't personal...
-Well it's going to get
personal, you prick.
You come after my family,
I'll come after yours.
-I'm not coming after
your family, OK?
-SIMON: Jack, we
haven't got enough.
-JACK: Yeah, well I'm done
with this gotcha shit.
-Can you turn it off.
(PHONE RINGING)
-Yeah.
-Hey. Um...
I think I'm being followed.
-JACK: What?
-MEGHAN: Yeah, I've been
driving around in circles
since I left your place and
they're still there, Jack.
-Can you see who it is?
-No, I can't see who it
is, there's headlights.
-But every time I slow
down, they slow down
and every time I
turn, they turn.
-What do you want me to do?
-Well, if it follows
me to our door,
I don't want to be there,
alone with the kids, Jack.
-MEGHAN: I'm scared.
-Drive towards home,
alright? I'm coming.
-MEGHAN: OK.
-I don't want any scans.
-Well, with the impact
to your mid-rib area,
we're concerned you have
a pulmonary embolism,
a clot on your lungs,
which is your why you're
finding it difficult to breathe.
And the only way to be sure
is to do a scan or an x-ray.
-Not if it will harm the baby.
-Well, the doses of
radiation are very small
and the benefits far
outweigh the risks.
-Please don't make me.
-I can't force you to, Agatha,
but I strongly recommend a scan.
-I won't do it.
It doesn't matter
how small the risk.
-Well, let's put you
on a blood thinner.
Heparin doesn't cross
the placenta wall
and won't affect
your breastmilk.
-What are the side effects?
-Ah, slightly elevated
chance of bleeding in birth.
-Then I can't.
-Let me be clear with you.
If you refuse treatment, you're
putting your life in danger.
-I can't lose another baby.
I'd rather die.
-Can I take her back?
-She needs further tests.
-I wasn't making it up.
There was definitely
someone following us.
-Well, they're not
here now, so...
I can do a check around the
house if you need me to,
but I think you're safe.
-Well, I'd feel much
safer if you stayed.
Please, Jack.
-Hey babe, come and
watch this movie with us.
-No thanks.
-BELINDA: It's super scary.
We have popcorn.
-Go watch your movie.
-No, no it's OK.
I don't know how many people I
can see getting axed to death.
How was your day?
-Fine.
-What's that?
-LORELEI: Tracking device.
-What are you using that for?
-It's just a journalist thing.
-Is it legal?
-Goodnight, Mum.
- Hey Dad, look at my pirate.
- JACK: Cool.
-MEGHAN: How'd you sleep?
-Lachie, thanks for letting me
borrow your bed last night, buddy.
-Do you want a pancake?
-Ah, nah. I'm not
hungry, thanks.
-Hey, I was thinking
about last night,
about that car that
was following us.
Could have been Simon.
-Yeah, why's that?
-MEGHAN: Well he came over
here and I told him to leave.
He wasn't very happy.
-LUCY: Mummy threw
wombat at him.
-MEGHAN: Alright Luce,
finish your food.
-So, where did you
first notice the car?
-Ah, when we left.
-MEGHAN: It's like it
was there waiting for us.
-So, how could Simon show
up, there, to follow you home
if he doesn't know where I live?
No, it wasn't him.
-Where are you going?
-If they are watching my place,
I think I know who it was.
-Who?
Jack.
-Yeah, I knew you were
a low-life bastard.
-What are you on about?
-Why'd you follow my wife, Brent?
-I didn't.
-Oh, so that wasn't you tailing her
last night, trying to scare her?
-BRENT: It wasn't me, mate.
I didn't follow your wife.
-Yeah, how do you
expect me to believe you
when you threatened to
come after my family?
I'll fucken deck you.
-Come on, mate.
First shot's free.
Come on.
Your wife hits harder than that.
-Stay away from my
family, you piece of shit.
-At least, I was a champion.
What's your claim to fame?
Losing your own baby?
What a legend.
- What'd you say?
- BRENT: You heard me. -Come on!
-What the hell are you doing?
-What is that?
Is that a tracking device?
It was you following me.
-I wanted to make
sure I got you alone
so I didn't upset
your kids, Meghan.
-MEGHAN: Oh, my god!
-You'll want to hear what
have to say this time...
-No, no, no, no, no. Get up.
I have heard enough from you.
This, this is
completely outrageous...
-Agatha is pregnant.
-And if someone like you publicly
says that you forgive her,
they might reverse the
maximum security sentence
and let her keep the baby.
-Sweetheart, you have
got ten seconds to leave.
-I need to go to the bathroom.
-Use the bedpan.
-I can't stay like this.
I need to move freely.
-This is a maternity ward.
Agatha Fyfle's the last person
anyone wants to see walking around.
-LORELEI: A local council
member said that local teenagers
denied the picnic area had
been a used meeting spot
for drinking and
sexual encounters.
-Liars.
-Teenagers lie
through their teeth.
-Do you have children?
-Four girls.
All grown up, now.
They never visit me.
-Maybe you made
mistakes with them.
-I was led by Jehovah.
He doesn't make mistakes.
-Are you a believer?
-My grandmother used to be.
- What's her name?
-You wouldn't know her.
-Let me do that.
Tell me about my father.
-I don't know much about him.
-Didn't you go to his church?
You know I heard what
they said in court
about Agatha being
abused by him.
It's not a secret.
-I'll get a bigger log.
-TERENCE: It seems like the
baby's going to be fine.
-VICKY: That's one piece of good
news inside a bag of dicks, Terry.
Why didn't you make
this call, last night?
Give me time to prepare?
-I was waiting to find
out her exact condition
but she's refusing
scans or treatment,
so we're still in the dark
about how serious it is.
-What is it about this woman?
-TERENCE: Look,
she's under guard.
Her lawyer's been informed.
I'm getting to the bottom
of how it happened.
I don't know what
else to say to you.
-VICKY: Well, you can say
you'll keep the press away.
We can't afford these lobby
groups to get fired up.
The more heat, the less chance I
have of making a fair decision.
And just keep me informed.
-ZOE: A 30-week pregnant woman
bashed and almost killed is
handcuffed to a hospital bed.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Hey, you can't film.
-What's your name?
-ZOE: Remove the
handcuffs. Now.
- I'll have to get permission.
- You do that.
I'm filming so we have evidence.
We can sue.
-They put me on Level two
so that I'd get bashed
and I'd lose the baby.
Tell Lorelei Kelly that.
-Are you sure that's wise?
-Once it's public,
we lose control.
-She has to tell people
or they'll do it again.
I'm only safe
whilst I'm in here.
-Scicluna's already shopping
around footage of the assault.
-Yeah, he set me up.
-I didn't mean for
any of this to happen.
Nobody did.
-Was that you last night?
Following her?
Trying to get your hands on Ben?
-Jack! No, Jack, no.
But I do think it's
fair that I have access.
-He's all yours.
-Why'd you do it?
-I thought he was following
you and lost my temper.
-It wasn't him.
It was Lorelei Kelly.
I've just spent hours
getting an AVO...
-Wait, wait, wait,
it was a student journalist, and
you're only telling me this now?
-I have been trying
to call you all day...
-JACK: The police will charge me.
-..Jack.
-I've been suspended
from my job.
-What, and that's my fault?
-Oh, obviously not, no.
-You didn't tell me where
you were going, Jack.
-Maybe I didn't
want to talk to you.
-JACK: How's that?
-Agatha Fyfle is pregnant.
-MEGHAN: I wanted
to tell you that.
I needed to tell you that...
-I don't give a shit
about Agatha Fyfle!
-I've lost my career.
You know, I've lost Ben!
I've lost my marriage,
I've lost my best friend...
-MEGHAN: Yes,
because of Agatha.
If it wasn't for her, I
wouldn't have been followed
and you wouldn't be
in this mess, Jack.
-Jesus Christ!
It's never your fault, is it?
Ben. Simon. Now, this.
It's my fault, it's
Agatha's fault, isn't it?
Well, you know what?
Agatha Fyfle didn't
fuck Simon, did she?
No, that was you.
And now guess what?
All of our lives are
screwed, because of you.
-Don't be too long.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Hurry up in there!
-I'm going as fast as I can.
-OFFICER BREWER:
She's coughing blood.
-Agatha, what's happening?
Just take deep breaths.
I'll let the doctor know.
-Lorelei, the police are here.
-Lorelei Kelly?
-Yes?
-You've been served with a Private
Apprehended Violence Order.
You must not approach Meghan
Shaughnessy or her children,
and must not come within
500 metres of her home.
Understood?
-You have an AVO
out against you?
-BELINDA: Lorelei, this
is a serious thing!
-I didn't touch her.
I followed her.
-With that tracker?
-Where is it?
Give it to me so I know
you're not using it...
-I'm not, alright?
It's none of your business.
-LORELEI: In this bonus episode,
I will reveal that yet again,
Agatha isn't the perpetrator.
She is the victim...
- Oi!
-..and this state's
politicians...
-I've booked the studio!
-..and prison authorities should
hang their heads in shame.
-LORELEI: Agatha
Fyfle is pregnant.
The father is a prison officer.
Whether she was
raped, or exploited
by people who were sworn to
protect her, is one issue.
Another is the blatant
attempt by authorities
to induce a termination
and orchestrate a cover-up.
-Can you get the Governor
on the line, for me?
-Oh, and Harriet.
-Bring the meeting
with Agatha Fyfle's
lawyers forward, instead.
-LORELEI: Agatha is
refusing any treatment
that might harm
her unborn child.
-LORELEI: She's willing
to risk her own life,
but the authorities are
deliberately exposing her to danger.
For the sake of the baby,
they must move her to Jalala.
-Hey, Mum. Just popping in.
- LUCY: Aunty Grace!
- Hey! How was school?
- Hey, Benny.
- Pretty good?
-Look at that new
tractor. Can I've a go?
Yeah? Alright. OK.
-How are you, Lorelei?
-You called her?
-It's been a while.
-That's because I don't
need you, anymore.
-Your Mum and Dad are concerned
that finding your biological mother
may have triggered
some old patterns.
-I'm better.
-BELINDA: Doctor Hocking
isn't here as a punishment.
We just think that the podcast
and the prison visits
haven't been healthy.
She's a criminal.
-You don't know her.
-DAVID: In all fairness,
neither do you.
-DR HOCKING: But the point is,
your parents know you, Lorelei.
And they're worried.
I think you should consider
coming back to the clinic.
-You don't trust me.
What are you worried about?
-BELINDA: You know what
we're worried about.
You've been obsessing,
avoiding us.
Now, there's an AVO out
against you? That's not normal.
It's not.
-DAVID: We had certain rules in
place, and you've broken them.
You've hidden things from us.
-You're afraid of me?
Say it.
-It's better if you come
in as a voluntary patient.
I'll give you 24
hours to decide.
-I can't.
I can't.
I'm going to be on TV.
- Simon!
- Yeah!
-Si!
Mum says you have
to bring him back.
Grab him!
-Grace!
I'm Ben Shaughnessy's father.
-TRIAGE NURSE: They're
in the same cubicle.
-Hi.
-They've taken him for an X-ray.
-You should have gone with him.
-I told them that Ben was running
and that he fell on his arm.
-Oh, but that's
not what happened.
-I know, but Meghan's
going to make...
-No, no, no.
-..a really big deal out of this.
-I have to tell
them. Excuse me.
Ah, my partner gave you the wrong
information about what happened.
He didn't fall on his arm.
- What, he didn't fall?
-No, he did fall.
He fell off the
climbing equipment
but I caught him before
he hit the ground.
I grabbed him by the arm.
- I'm sorry, I got it wrong.
I wasn't there.
- How did this happen?
-It was a mistake and it
could have happened to anyone.
-Well, who's with him?
-A doctor.
-Hey!
- Are you Ben's father?
- Yes.
- No!
- Thank you.
- Is his arm broken?
- Ah, his shoulder's dislocated.
According to the notes,
Ben fell on his arm, but
scans show otherwise.
-What, you lied to them?
-SIMON: No, I was just explaining...
-I got it wrong.
-..to the nurse that I
grabbed him by the arm.
He did fall.
-See, this is why
you can't have him.
Give him to me.
- You're scaring him...
- Give him to me!
- You are scaring him.
-GRACE: Simon!
-Come on, everyone just calm down.
-I'm so sorry.
-I'm going to have to ask
you to leave, quietly.
-I didn't mean to
hit him. I'm sorry.
-You've just hit a member of staff.
Could you please escort her out?
- Outside.
- I didn't mean... Si.
Grace.
- Come on.
- OK.
- Now.
- OK.
Jack, pick up your phone!
Simon has taken Ben and he
won't, he won't give him back.
Look, I'm almost at your house.
Please, please be there.
-Hi.
I don't think Jack's home.
-You found him the place?
-He needed somewhere to stay.
-And what, you welcomed
him back with open legs?
-Ah, it's not like that.
I was going to lose my house
and Jack helped me out,
so, I felt I owed him.
-What do you mean,
he helped you out?
Did he give you money?
Oh, my god, did you
ever stop fucking him?
-It's business.
That's all.
-If he's been lying to me,
I'm going to fucking kill him.
-Your blood oxygen levels
are within normal range.
Everything else looks OK.
But if there is a clot,
it might be moving.
-I just need to
stay here and rest.
-If you refuse treatment,
I no longer have any grounds
to keep you in this hospital.
-You can't send me back there.
They're trying to kill my baby.
-Unless you let me help you,
you'll get just as much
rest in the prison clinic.
Hospital is for people
who require intervention.
-OK.
I'll have the scan.
-Lots of people ask why I chose
to create this podcast
series about Agatha Fyfle.
As a journalist, I want
to expose injustice,
but I also had a
very personal reason.
I was adopted as a baby
and my real mother,
aged 16, was forced
to give me up.
So my whole life I've felt
abandoned and rejected.
-Why wasn't I good
enough? Was...
What was wrong
with me, you know?
-TALK SHOW HOST: I
understand it's a syndrome.
-Yes, Adopted Child Syndrome.
People like me often also
suffer from OCD, PTSD or ADHD.
And adoptees are actually
over-represented in prisons,
in psych hospitals, in rehab.
So, this is really the
hidden legacy of adoption.
-And how does this
relate to the Fyfle case?
-Yes, well people know
that Agatha was forced
to give up a baby at 16.
The secret they don't know is
that baby was me.
If the authorities take
another baby from Agatha Fyfle,
they won't just be putting her
through hell all over again.
They'll be hurting an innocent
child, a child like me.
-The first podcast swayed public
opinion in my client's favour,
but if you don't want to
listen to that, or to me,
then listen to the last child
that was taken from Agatha.
-She seems a bright young woman.
-With a history of arson,
obsessive-compulsive disorder,
serious mental health issues.
I don't know why anyone
would want to expose a child
to those risks when
there's a biological mother
who's more than willing
and able to keep her.
-There are risks
involved with that, too.
Let's not be naive.
-I know Agatha.
Keeping this baby is a life
or death matter for her.
-OK, and frankly, that
intensity worries me, too.
-Perhaps you don't
subscribe to the idea
that being a mother is the only way
for some women to feel fulfilled.
-But surely, we can both
agree that it's the primal,
the only original,
function of a human being?
And some feel it
more than others.
-Well philosophical
debates aside,
I have taken a close
look at the case,
and my mind wasn't closed to
minimum security for your client.
But now you've chosen to go
public with the pregnancy,
I'm under pressure to
do the exact opposite.
And, ah, you might be interested
in what the public has to
say about that interview.
-It's completely backfired.
I've been trawling press
and social media coverage
since I left the
Minister's office.
They're calling it the big lie.
-I don't understand.
-She lied about her background.
Her motives.
She isn't an
independent journalist.
She was biased from the outset and
people are turning against her.
And you.
-Well, do something. Stop her.
-I'll be back in a
second, buddy? OK?
OK?
-Meghan!
Meghan!
Meghan, stop!
Meghan, do not take him!
- Yeah?
- Jack?
Meghan saw me at your place and
jumped to the wrong conclusion.
-Oh, you're kidding me.
-Yeah, she lost the plots, making
threats in front of my clients.
You need to do something.
-MEGHAN VOICEMAIL: Hi,
this is Meghan Shaughnessy.
Please leave a mess...
-VOICEMAIL VOICE: You
have one new message.
-SIMON VOICEMAIL:
What was that, Meghan?
You nearly killed me.
You bring my car back or I'm
going to call the police.
-Hey, man, I can't talk...
-SIMON: Meghan stole my
car. Ben's in the back.
-JACK: What?
-I took Ben to the park.
There was an accident.
-SIMON: He's OK, but
Meghan's overreacted.
I think she's
headed home to you.
-OK, just stay put,
alright? I'll handle this.
-She took my son, Jack.
-JACK: He's not your son!
OK?
You can't take him to
the park for 20 minutes
and now you're his dad
all of a sudden, OK?
I've raised him his
entire fucken life.
Just stay by the phone, OK?
And I'll call you once
I've spoken to Meghan.
-Meghan!
Meghan!
-How long have you
been fucking her?
-What are you talking about?
-Don't treat me
like an idiot, Jack.
Rhea Bowden.
What, you gave her money?
-Hey!
-What are you doing here?
You can't see her now.
-Why?
-You're no longer
credible as a journalist.
You're a liability.
We asked you to
publicise the pregnancy,
not go on TV and blow the lid
on your relationship to Agatha.
-I thought...
-ZOE: You may have cost her
any chance of keeping her baby.
-I need to see her.
I need to explain.
-ZOE: She's not well.
She's been taken for scans.
Just keep away for now.
-Hey!
Hey!
Where does this go?
- To the loading dock.
-Call security.
-What are you doing?
-You need to take
me back right now.
-No, no, no, I have a plan.
-They're in the service lift.
I want someone waiting
on every floor.
-I'm headed for the basement.
-LORELEI: I can get
you out of here.
-And go where?
-LORELEI: We have a
house in the bush.
And we can just stay there,
tonight, while we figure it out.
Are you completely delusional?
-We can be together.
I can look after you.
-LORELEI: You, me and the baby.
-I don't want to be with you.
I'll lose my baby
forever because of you.
You've ruined everything.
-There's no one in
the loading dock,
and the lift's going back
up from the basement.
-I couldn't stop it at ground.
-It's going back up.
-Put that gun away.
This is a maternity hospital.
Nobody wants babies
getting hurt.
-Where'd she go?
-She's long gone.
I've got a scan.
Come on.
-No sign of them here.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Check the car park.
I've got Fyfle.
-SECURITY GUARD 1: Copy that.
-Application for joint custody.
I've contacted a lawyer...
- MEGHAN: Get away from the car!
- Meghan!
-You can...
-Get out of the way!
- You can't deny me custody...
- Move!
-Stop!
Jack!
-Fuck!
Call an ambulance!
Jack!
Call an ambulance!
-Are you ready to talk?
-I want to see my husband.
Please.
-The hospital has
discharged you.
It's not broken. We can go.
-He's here, isn't he?
I know the ambulance
brought him here.
Please.
-DR MONROE: While there's been
significant soft tissue damage,
the scans look good.
Can't see a clot and your
oxygen sat levels are normal.
So, day rest in the prison
clinic is adequate, for now.
-OFFICER BREWER:
Transport's on its way.
-Last chance.
Do you have anything that
you want to say to me.
Meghan?
In that case, I
have to inform you
that you are charged with the murder
of your husband, Jack Shaughnessy.
You will remain in remand
until your hearing.
Your transport is here.
Come on.
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