- What brings you to Queenstown? - Just wanna learn from the best. - Right. - I have a gift. - A what? - We could use it as a tool. - Found this in his fist. - Is that a tooth? - Not his. - I thought you did things by the book here. - You don't know the place, you don't know the people, and you don't know me. - CHARLOTTE: I've got someone that wants to buy the farm. - Did you get the sale in writing? - I had to do what's right for the town. - We're meant to be partners. - Should've got the sale in writing. - Jesus. It's me. Joe. (BOTH CHUCKLE) We were drunk. Joyriding. I was the only one who survived. (MUSIC BECOMES UNSETTLING) - LOIS: Some people say the bridge is a link to the other side ` it awakens matakite. Second sight. - It's just a bridge. And the dead are the dead. - ECHOING: Welcome home. - (BREATHES HEAVILY) - This case was solved by Dermot's confession. Not your mumbo-jumbo bullshit. (ROPE CREAKS SOFTLY) (DARK, MOURNFUL MUSIC) Captions by Maeve Kelly. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2021 - (PUFFS) - All right, mate? - Stop the timer! (PANTS) - What do you need? - Uh, water. - 10 seconds. - You all good? - Yeah. - 20 seconds. - (GRUNTS, PANTS) Gels. - All right. Go for it. - Ha-ha! (LAUGHS) - Whoo! - 30 seconds. - (GROANS) Whoo! (BOTH CHUCKLE) (PENSIVE, ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC) (BIRDS TWITTER) - Those transitions are getting better. - Oh, you're gonna crush your goal time. You make it look easy. - (CHUCKLES) - Maybe, uh, next year, I'll give it a go. - Do it. - (CHUCKLES) - How did the rest of the session go? - Smashed it. Hey. - Bit full on. - The situation's full on. (SOFT, BROODING MUSIC) (FLOORBOARD CREAKS) - (EXHALES) (GRUNTS, SNIFFS) (SIGHS) - (DISTANT CLATTER ECHOES) (CLATTER ECHOES, LOUDER) (CLATTER ECHOES, LOUDER) (AMPLIFIED CLATTER ECHOES) (RIVER BURBLES SOFTLY) (SNIFFS) (LOW, UNSETTLING MUSIC) (EXHALES SOFTLY) (GASPS, BREATHES SHAKILY) (PANTS) (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) (CELL PHONE RINGS, BUZZES) - (GROANS) - Mm. - (SIGHS) Davis. What is it? Look, stop. - (BOTTLE CLINKS) Listen to me. I'm fine. Yes, I promise. - (WATER POURS) All right. Right. (CELL PHONE CLATTERS SOFTLY) (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) - HAGGIS: We've got 4000 signatures. Their time's up. - Everyone warned me Lois was a snake. - Well, Stephen's the one to blame. He's an enabler. Lets her get away with anything. No more cowboys. - MEN: No more cowboys! (MAN LAUGHS) (SOFT, BROODING MUSIC) - (GRUNTS, SNIFFS) - (PILL JAR CLATTERS) - (EXHALES HEAVILY) - 50 high-end lifestyle blocks. Million-dollar views, easy access from the bridge, boutiques, farmers' markets, a golf course... and Haggis is doing a collab with a chef from Sydney. - It's shrunk. You told us it was 150. - Uh, yeah, the Ryders refused to sell the farm. We'll make it make in phase two and three. - (BOAT MOTOR HUMS) We moved the pumphouse, as requested, costing us a small fortune. - Can't put a price on flora and fauna. - (CHUCKLES SHORTLY) - No wastewater entering the ecosystem? - Individual sewage tanks. We're applying for a million litres of water a day. That still OK? - Yeah. (LOW, BROODING MUSIC) (PEOPLE SHOUT IN DISTANCE) (SHOUTING CONTINUES) - Oi! This is the Police! Remove that sign and come down here now! I won't ask you again! You in charge? - We've got permission to be here. (PAPER RUSTLES) - You're creating a public disturbance. I'm shutting this down. - So the petition's true. - Everybody move out! Party's over. - Even I've been here long enough to know you're a crook. Cover-ups, corruption, favouritism! - Complete favouritism. - Mm. - We are well within our rights. - Stop yapping, lady. Hop it. - (SCOFFS) - Hey, maybe it's a bit more diplomatic if we just let them go ahead. (SHOUTING CONTINUES) - You're supposed to back me up in public. Please tell me one thing I've done wrong. - Sometimes you take liberties. - My town, my rules. - (CHUCKLES) That's not the way the world works anymore. - Whose side are you on? You're so lucky to be here. - Why am I here? - I had no choice. It was a diversity hire. - Mate, you're a dinosaur. An entitled old white guy past his use-by date. (UNEASY MUSIC) (SOFT CHATTER IN DISTANCE) (KNOCK ON DOOR, WHEELCHAIR CREAKS) - Lois. - I've just been removed. As Chair, from the water rights meeting tomorrow. You know about that? - They asked me if I thought there was a conflict of interest. I said yes. My hands were tied. You must've known there'd be some fallout. - How can you get into bed with Charlotte? I would've thought you would be opposed to the river being drained. - I've done the maths. The river can handle it. We're prepared to trade some natural resources if it gets the moko the jobs. (BIRDS TWITTER) - I might be a relic, but it's still my town. - Preston called. - (PAPER RUSTLES) You need to go to Christchurch. They're launching an inquiry because of that bloody petition. Fucking McCraes. - When? - First thing tomorrow. (BROODING MUSIC) - (INHALES SHAKILY) (KEY RATTLES IN LOCK) (DOOR RATTLES) (BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES) - Stephen? Hope it goes well today. (BIRDS TWITTER IN DISTANCE) You look very handsome. (SOFT, MELANCHOLY MUSIC) (MUSIC DARKENS) (BOTH PANT) - Hey. Sorry about yesterday. Stephen was out of line. - Really matters to you, eh? Being a good cop? - Yeah. (DARK MUSIC) - (BREATHES SHALLOWLY) (ROPE CREAKS) - You OK? - (BREATHES SHAKILY) - Ariki. - (TONE BEEPS) - VOICEMAIL: You've reached the phone of DSS Stephen Tremaine. Please leave a message. Thank you. (TENSE MUSIC) - Stephen! Stephen! Stephen! No` Stephen! I got you. - Let me jump. Let me jump! SOBS: Let me jump! - It's all right. - (WHIMPERS) (SOBS) - I got you. - (BREATHES RAGGEDLY) - (GRUNTS) It's OK. (UNSETTLING MUSIC) (ROPE PLUNGES INTO WATER) (BOOT SLAMS, ENGINE RUMBLES) - (SIGHS) Can't stop thinking about Stephen. Hangin' off that bridge. - What, is he dead? Can't even do that right, huh? - Bad taste, O. Keep your mouth shut. - Good luck. (ENGINE REVS) - (SIGHS) - Think we're gonna win? - No way they're gonna green-light it. It'd be an ecological disaster. (QUIET CHATTER) - Hi, Charlotte. Hi. - Hi, Emma. - CHUCKLES: Hey. - Do I look nervous? - You look like a mover and a shaker who knows her shit. - (BOTH CHUCKLE) - SOFTLY: Have you heard which way the water rights might go? - I'm just a junior. You and your party can wait over there. (MOUTHS) (TELEPHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE) - How'd you know I was gonna jump? - Right place, right time. (DOOR CLOSES) - SHAKILY: Oh, darling. (GASPS, SNIFFLES) - I'm fine. - Yeah. - I just had a bit of a wobble. - (LAUGHS TEARFULLY) Yeah. (SNIFFLES) - (INHALES, EXHALES SHAKILY) I don't want this getting out. (SOMBRE MUSIC) (BIRDSONG, CICADAS CHIRP) - SIGHS: Doctor's with him. Should've seen this coming. - I said some things. - Yeah, we all said some things. (INHALES DEEPLY) I've been distracted. (SIGHS) TEARFULLY: Thank you. I don't know what I would've done. (GASPS, SNIFFLES) (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) (LOIS SNIFFLES) (LOIS SIGHS SHAKILY) - I saw him. Hanging, at the bridge. - Stephen? When? - Started a couple months ago, while I was kayaking. He was with the other ghosts. I thought he was dead. So I kept calling him, checking if he was all right. I kept seeing him. Mostly he was just there at the bridge, scaring the shit out of me. But this morning was different. - Why didn't you tell me this before? - I didn't know what it meant, or when or how it was gonna happen. And it's heavy shit. I just didn't think it was right to burden you with it. - SIGHS: Let's just hope this is the end of it. (OMINOUS MUSIC) (PASSENGERS SHRIEK, LAUGH) (STEERING WHEEL CLUNKS) (CLUNKING CONTINUES) (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) (WHEEL CLUNKS, PASSENGERS SCREAM) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (PROTESTERS SHOUT, JEER) - OK, back off! Back off, please! - (SPLAT!) OK, enough! Enough! We're helping this town... - You're raping our rivers. - ...rebuilding the economy, you dumb hippy loser. And` - This is all about lining your pockets! - It's over! We won! And we will drain that fucking river dry if we want to. - Fuck` - Don't you fuckin' touch her! - Really? - (PROTESTERS JEER) (TENSE MUSIC) - Just... come on. We got what we wanted. - (PANTS) (SHOUTING, JEERING CONTINUES) - Stephen. - (ANGRY CHATTER) - Hi. Hey, can I speak to him? Yeah, I just wanted to give him a heads-up that... there might be some angry tourists coming his way. - What happened? And the boat was in good working order? Yeah, strange. Yeah, I'm glad everyone's all right. You take good care. (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) - Rob. Near miss at One Lane Bridge. It's nothing for you to worry about. - (INHALES) (SIGHS) Being picked up for the airport in 10 minutes. - I can cover, if you like. - SIGHS: Yeah, I s'pose. Yeah. - DI Preston. Hey, it's Detective Ariki Davis, Queenstown CIB. Yeah, Stephen Tremaine won't be able to make it up for the inquiry today. Migraine. Yeah. Doctor's advised he take a couple weeks off, just to figure out what's going on. Yeah, he sends his apologies. All right. - Why don't we go on a holiday? Hm? We could use a break. - Yeah. All right. - I'd like the 10-night package. Yeah, breakfast included. Thank you. (QUIET CHATTER, TELEPHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE) - How can we stop the McCraes? - Uh, you need to file an appeal in the Environment Court on behalf of Planet Panic. You might have a stronger chance if it comes from a local. No offence. - It should come from the top. - The more emotional weight your argument has, the better. The judges lap that up. I mean, it's up to you, of course, but... (SIGHS) I would've thought it was the best strategy for your cause. Joe, you should lodge it straight away. - (TRUCK BACKING ALERT BEEPS) - CHARLOTTE: Seriously? Well, how long? Those fucking greenies. Hey, guys! You need to shut it down! Right now! How many more hoops? - Well, you must've seen it coming. They were always gonna appeal. - (GROANS) - Listen. We have the time. We have the right people in our camp. We have the resources. - (SIGHS) Do we? Have the resources? - You are gonna get your empire. I promise. - What happened this morning? - Oh, Stephen's been acting weird lately. I just put the pieces together. - No way it was a coincidence. - Joe. - Hey. - I, uh, hit up Maaka Richardson. He's keen to have dinner tonight, give you a few tips for the appeal. - Isn't he in he McCrae camp? - No, he's an independent. And perhaps best you go alone. I hear Rose has been treading on toes. - OK. Sure. - Great. (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) - (WHISTLES) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (UNEASY MUSIC CONTINUES) (CONVERSATION SANS AUDIO) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (MUSIC DARKENS) - (PUFFS) (UNSETTLING MUSIC) - Hey! Help! Help me get him down! (RIVER BURBLES QUIETLY) (VEHICLES CLATTER OVER PIERS) (INTERMITTENT CLATTERING CONTINUES) (CAR DOORS OPEN, CLOSE) (ENGINES STOP) - Where's Stephen? He should be back from Christchurch by now. - He was overdue some leave. The victim is Joe Turner. We found him hanging on the bridge, although his head injuries... suggest that he was killed before he went over. Let's be as efficient as possible. We'll clear the bridge first, let the traffic through. Keep your eyes out for a potential weapon. - Isn't Joe your flatmate? - Yeah. So what? Stephen led Grub's investigation. - But this is different. You're` - I'm working this case. And I'm gonna find the perps, and I'm gonna put them away. (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) - Uh, thank you for organising this. - Oh. Well, you know, gotta use the Airpoints somehow. (CHUCKLES) - I don't know how you put up with me. - Oh, years of practice. - (BOTH CHUCKLE SOFTLY) - Seems kind of fitting he died here. (DARK, UNEASY MUSIC) (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (UNEASY MUSIC BUILDS) (CLATTER ECHOES) (CLATTER ECHOES) (CLATTER ECHOES) (CLATTER ECHOES LOUDLY) - What are you doing? - Just struggling to cover him up. - Just checking that you're happy for me to do the witness statement. - He was first on the scene. - You've got a million things to do. Let me lighten the load. You don't mind, do you? - Ah, it's all the same to me. Thank you. Is it gonna be a problem, me finding the body? - Two minutes. (CELL PHONE RINGS, BUZZES) - Tremaine. Yeah, who's the victim? Jesus. Um... N-No, no, I'm sure, you know, Davis can handle it. If you get stuck, just` just ring Preston. Right. (STRETCHER WHIRRS) Don't touch him! Tilly, can you get me some gloves? - What are you doing here? - Well, I'm not gonna leave my team in the lurch. You OK to stay on the case? - I was handling it. (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) (GLOVES RUSTLE) - This a good idea? (GLOVES SNAP) - What've we got? (MUSIC SWELLS) * - Hey. Can you talk? Why? Why is he back at work? SHAKILY: The man is sick. I don't want him working. - I tried getting him to stand down, but he won't. (THUD!) I dunno. He's a workaholic who doesn't wanna leave the 2IC in charge? (SIGHS) How'd he find out about Joe? (INSECTS CHITTER) I-I found him. Well, me and another guy. He was hanging. Just like Stephen was. Suit and everything. That can't be a coincidence. - Davis. - SOFTLY: Yeah, I'll keep an eye on him. - We're about to pack up. You got everything you need? - You OK? Being back here? - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Back on the horse. - Those things I said the other day, about your time being up... I was angry. I didn't` didn't mean... - Heat of the moment. So, any theories? (SOFT, UNSETTLING MUSIC) Ariki. - Too early to tell. - Yeah, I've been through his personal. There's no phone, only his wallet. - I did try calling it. (PHONE UNLOCKS) (LINE RINGS) - (INHALES) (GRUNTS) (GROANS) (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) (SIGHS) (MUSIC CONTINUES) - Please note I'm taking a photo for the evidence board. - Know any good hotels? - Just stay put for now. - Don't bend the rules for me. - I want someone on the inside. (BIRDS TWITTER IN DISTANCE) - Hey, I'd better change. I'll meet you in the car. (FOOTSTEPS RECEDE) (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) (DRIVER'S DOOR CLOSES) I can do this. Why'd you come back? You deserve a break. (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) - Hi. Hey. (LAUGHS) Oh... - Tried you at the physio. - Oh, today's my half day. Coast to Coast must be only a few days away. Joe says you're smashing it. Tell me. - Wh-Why don't we go inside? - (CHUCKLES BREATHLESSLY) No. WHISPERS: No. - SOFTLY: Come on. (BIRDS TWITTER) - Have you seen Joe today? He hasn't answered any of my calls. - Hey, we need to talk to you. Joe's dead. - We found him this morning. Someone, uh, strung him up on One Lane Bridge. - Jesus. - He got killed for a fucking subdivision? - We're not jumping to conclusions. - (GASPS) (BREATHES HEAVILY) (SOMBRE MUSIC) (ROSE SOBS) (LIGHTS FLICKER, BUZZ) (SCRIBBLING) (PEN CLICKS) (PEN CLATTERS) (UNEASY MUSIC) - What you doing? - The tooth from Grub's case ` it did get put back in the evidence box, right? It's gone. - Well, where'd you find that? - Joe had it in his hand. Maybe it's the same one. - Well, has the evidence box been tampered with? - No. - Then how can it be the same one? - Well, where's it gone? D'you mind if I send this away to get tested? - Should've been done last time. (UNEASY MUSIC SWELLS) (PLANE ENGINE WHINES IN DISTANCE) - SIGHS: I might have been one of the last people to talk with Joe. Thought it best to be transparent. No one wants a repeat of last time. Terrible business. (INHALES SHARPLY, CLEARS THROAT) I organised a meeting. For Joe and Maaka. So Joe could pick up some pointers. - What time was the meeting? - 8. He called me once before dinner, once after. - Where was the dinner? - Uh, Haggis'. (UNEASY MUSIC) (POLICE CAR ENGINE REVS) (SIREN WAILS) (SIREN STOPS) (POLICE CAR ENGINE STOPS, HANDBRAKE GRINDS) (BUCKLE UNCLIPS, DOOR ALERT CHIMES) (CAR ENGINE PUTTERS QUIETLY) - Step out of the car, please. Right. - What did I do? - SIGHS: Mark McCrae, I'm arresting you` - I had nothing to do with Joe's death. - Unpaid speeding fine. - (SCOFFS) (UNEASY MUSIC) (BIRDS TWITTER) - I'm so sorry. I know you guys were tight. Hope your boss knows what he's doing, catches whoever did it. - I'm working the case. - What? Can you do that? - Things are different down here. - Come home. I don't like to think of you down there all on your own. Dad needs all the help he can get. - The ghosts are back. - Since when? - Since I came down here. - Why didn't you say anything? They're not real. You know that. - (EXHALES HEAVILY) They feel pretty real. - Have you got one of those bracelets the kids sent you? (BROODING MUSIC) It's your mind playing tricks. - Hey, love to the kids. - (HANG-UP TONE CHIMES) (CELL PHONE CLATTERS) (UNSETTLING MUSIC) (GRUNTS, GROANS) (BREATHES HEAVILY) They're not real. They're not real. They're not real. (BIRDSONG, INSECTS CHITTER) (BREATHES HEAVILY) - What's happened? Where's Stephen? - (SNIFFS) Was it my fault? Is it my fault that Joe died? Did I disturb the force or whatever the fuck it's called when I saved Stephen? What was I supposed to do? I couldn't just let him jump. I hate that fuckin' bridge! (INHALES, EXHALES SHARPLY) Ahh. (SNIFFLES) What if it's all just in my head? What if I'm just fucked up? - It's not. It's not all in your head, Ariki. It's not all in your head. (SOMBRE MUSIC) - Babe, where are you? Call me back. Do you mind locking up? - (KEYS JANGLE) Thanks. (SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES) (PHONE UNLOCKS) (MUSIC DARKENS) (BOTTLE CLINKS) (ENGINE STARTS, REVS) (DARK, BROODING MUSIC) (BUCKLE UNCLIPS) (MUSIC BUILDS) (CLANGING) - (BREATHES HEAVILY) (ECHOING CLANG) (SOFT, UNEASY MUSIC) How much is this new development worth to Charlotte and Haggis? - Many, many millions. - HAGGIS: In this town, you pick a side and you stick to it. - (PANTS) How can I protect them when I'm too scared to do anything? - No, I'll do what I always do. Hide in plain sight. - ARIKI: Promise me you will stay away from that bridge. - Don't tell me how to grieve.