Dad, come on, thank me.
No, you can't. I bought you a computer game yesterday.
We're here to buy a cardigan.
I know it's boring, but cardigans also have a place.
When's Mummy coming? Soon.
Stop being a nerd, Jack.
That's not very nice. Well, he is.
You're the nerd. Okay, that's enough. Both of you.
It's Blackmouth. He's very good at Blackmouth.
I am not.
Dad, can I have a Pac-Man to take home with me?
Check.
Katie, do you have my No Jack size?
It's on the label.
Oh, yeah, of course it would be.
I must be a bit of a dill, or you must be very clever.
Are we going on the aeroplane tonight?
Yes, you are, Jack, because Mummy's going to work tomorrow, remember?
Can I buy a Pac-Man to take home with me?
Oh, my.
Dad, can I buy a Pac-Man? My other one's broke.
Your other one is broken? No, you can't.
I bought you a game yesterday.
I still haven't packed your suitcases yet.
Now, let's talk to this lady about the cardigan.
Oh, yeah.
Dad, do you have books?
They can't book Dad. He's at Majesty's.
First he's out, then he'll be sent to prison.
That's not the way it works, Katie.
Come on, Jack. Let's get that cardigan to her.
Dad, can I have my Pac-Man?
No, you can't. You can wait till you get to Narrowbrook.
Come on. Upstairs.
Mummy's coming. I haven't even started packing yet.
Come on, give me a hand.
Oh, dearie, man.
Oh, dearie me.
Now, don't you start unpacking that, Jack.
Let's go and go in the suitcase.
We made a deal.
Don't you remember that?
If you give in to him, he does it all the time.
You're just a trouble maker.
Okay, that's enough. We've got some packing to do.
Jack, you can sit and watch telly.
I want to wait for Mum.
We're all going to wait for Mum.
Down the France.
No, no, no, you can sit down there and watch a bit of murder and mayhem.
Oh, I'll watch telly.
You know, I had a feeling in my mind.
Oh, we're going to do it by ourselves, Kate.
Mum doesn't make her bed every day either, since she started working.
Well, I'm glad to hear she's finally joined the 20th century.
She's like you.
Yeah, really?
Bit of a slob.
Very much.
Actually, I'll store that and use that at a later date.
See about Jack's clothes.
God, talk about being prepared.
Looks like your mother is packed in preparation for the new ice age, not for two nights in the city.
Don't be sarcastic, Dad.
Mum says she can be very sarcastic sometimes.
How does she just?
Anyone home?
Mummy!
Hi, Mum.
I've been here for a week and a half.
I think two days, not half a century.
Hi, how are you?
Hello, Michael.
I've helped Daddy do the cooking and everything.
Now we're doing the packing.
Fantastic.
Where's Wonderboy?
He was here watching telly.
Front door was open.
He's gone downstairs to wait.
I didn't see him.
You know what he's like. He's probably just gone to walk about.
I'll get him.
How's the accommodation?
Student dorms.
That sort of thing.
Lady seems to be taking her time.
You know, Jack, dragging his heels,
probably, there's some swings around the corner.
He's probably giving Katie the runaround.
Look, I can't find him.
Speaking of the devil, here.
Where's Jack?
I can't find him.
Did you try those swings around the corner?
I looked everywhere.
He's just gone.
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Sorry, great. Listen, this way.
We searched ourselves for a couple of hours.
This is Joanne.
Detective Sergeant Ray Brown. Joanne Jack.
Mrs. Rafferty, it could be bad news.
It looks like an abduction.
That's impossible.
Why is that, ma'am?
He's a visitor. He's only been in the city two days.
Kids live in the city all their lives. They don't get abducted.
I'm afraid they do.
He's six years old. Six-year-old's warm, Derek.
Have you turned up something?
Well, the uniform boy spoke to a shopkeeper.
I don't know.
We remembered Jack and thought he saw him get into a car.
Why would anyone abduct Jack?
Well, it could be entirely random,
or, as Michael being a magistrate, that could be connected.
Because he's a magistrate.
Surely this shopkeeper could be wrong?
I mean, people make mistakes.
Well, he seemed pretty certain.
He was serving a customer at the time,
but he seemed very certain.
Did this child get willingly into the car?
Apparently.
Jack wouldn't. He's been warned.
Did the shopkeeper describe the car or the driver?
A light-coloured car driven by a man.
Not a lot to go on, is it?
But it was Jack that made him remember.
Look, it could all be a false alarm.
I've still got the patrol cars out looking.
But in the meantime, I want to know how many people knew
that the kids were staying here with you.
Well, it was no secret down at the courthouse, Ray.
I mean, you've got lots of people, must have known.
Well, I'm going to put a tap on your phone
just to record any conversations just in the off chance.
So there'll be somebody here?
No, no, it'll be done elsewhere.
You won't even know they're there.
I see.
We'll keep it out of the media for the time being.
That way, if you do get a call, at least you'll know it's genuine.
If it's going to happen, it should happen tonight or tomorrow.
My God!
I'll expect to know more in the morning. Good night.
Yeah, yeah, thanks.
I'll keep you posted on what's going on and look if you need anything.
Just give us a call. Thanks, mate.
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Where's Katie?
She's asleep.
Katie?
Waiting for a sheepish little knock on the door.
It's all right.
In the bedroom packing,
I had no idea he'd just run off like that.
He wouldn't if he was properly supervised.
Well, I had no idea he'd been let run wild.
But I suppose with your job...
Oh, listen, I didn't mean that.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
No, I probably deserve it.
No, you don't.
I don't think I will have cocoa, thanks.
Good night.
Joanne.
Well, it's been two years,
or yes, it'd be a shame to lose touch.
I feel so bad if something should happen.
I'm Jean, I don't mean to hex you.
Sorry.
Something's happened at this end.
No, nothing to do with our family.
I'd better go, do you know?
Yes, Sunday lunch is fine.
12 o'clock?
I'll see you then. Goodbye.
Good morning, Your Worship.
What's on today's list?
It's on your desk.
Would you like some tea or croissants from the shop?
Grapevine's been buzzing, hasn't it?
Well, Detective Sergeant Brown
did say something to Sergeant Picker.
Coffee would be nice.
Can't tell you how shocked I am, Michael.
Still no news?
No, nothing.
It's getting just like overseas.
Well, nobody's safe, nothing's sacred.
It's all happens when moral values go to the pack.
How's Mrs. Rafferty?
No, she's shaken, of course.
Well, we both are.
You should take a few days off.
No, no, I'd rather be here.
Well, Joanne's at the flat,
I'd just prefer to be occupied.
Well, if there's anything we can do, Michael,
think of us as family. It's important to have family around you
at a time like this.
Yes, anything at all.
Michael, Sergeant, there are a few things we need to discuss before court.
There are?
Yes.
Like I said, Michael, don't be frightened to ask.
I'll liaise with Ray Brown, keep you in touch.
Yes, coming, Mrs.
Yes, Your Worship.
The facts of these.
There had been some marital tension
between the defendant and her husband
for some time.
On the night in question, they were in bed together
when the defendant became enraged
by her husband's snoring.
Snoring?
Yes, that is so, Your Worship.
And so incensed did the defendant become
that she seized a foam rubber pillow
and pressed it with considerable force
upon the offending face of her husband.
When you pressed this pillow
into your husband's face, was your intention
to smother him? Of course
not. What was your intention?
To stop him snoring.
What happened next?
Well, he started to fight me.
Does that surprise you?
Well, no, fair enough.
Until he got out from under and then he kept on going.
So what did you do?
Well, I clocked him with one of his precious trophies.
He was an Amner diving champion.
And what happened then?
Well, he cleared out from the house
and went down to the public phone
and called the police.
Now, Mrs. Hobbs, before all this happened
you were in the house.
Had you been drinking?
I suppose we'd knocked off
about a dozen bottles between us.
And had you and Mr. Hobbs ever
fought before?
Oh, married life.
But it's been worse recently with him snoring.
That night
it was mainly the booze.
So you'll just have to lay off the booze, won't you, Mrs. Hobbs?
It won't happen again, Your Honor.
I've cleared out.
I've had him.
I'm going it on me own.
Sergeant.
No questions, Your Worship.
Thank you, Mrs. Hobbs.
Stand down.
We'll take the morning break there.
This court's adjourned.
I'll stand.
Oh, Ray.
Is this the news?
Not a lot, I'm afraid, Ma.
I've got the lads doing it house to house.
Someone might have seen something.
Later on today I'll give the media the all clear.
That might turn up a sighting.
Look, the fact that there have been no demands, I mean, that rules out
ransom or revenge, doesn't it?
Or ransom anyway.
Oh, sorry.
Anyway, I'll keep your poster.
Nothing?
A lot of things.
I put in a bit of extra sugar for an egg, you hope it's not too sweet.
The fighting's all done.
Yeah, thank you.
Anything else?
No, no, thank you.
Hello?
Hello?
It's me.
Just, uh,
reporting there's nothing to report.
Oh.
I...
I've never spoken to a bug
telephone before.
Not to my knowledge, anyway.
No.
How's Katie?
She's asleep.
She had a pretty restless
night last night.
I'm sorry, um,
the phone didn't wake her.
No, I don't think so.
The, uh,
the police are doing
it house to house.
They'll brief
the media later.
Joanne,
Joanne,
I'm sorry.
For last night.
You were right, of course.
If I'd kept a proper eye on him,
oh, God, this is a bit difficult
with half the world listening.
Would you, uh,
would you gentlemen
like to come have a cup of coffee?
Michael, it's not your
fault.
If it's anyone's, it's mine.
I'm not going to leave you.
Well, Katie's woken up.
I better go.
Yeah,
I'll talk to you later.
Michael.
Thanks for calling.
Yeah, bye.
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I find the assault charge proved anything, no, Sergeant?
Nothing, Your Worship.
Miss Gray?
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Hi.
Mum's cooking tea.
It's Indonesian.
Oh, really?
Katie's being a wonderful help.
Yeah.
I hope you like nasi goreng.
Ah, nasi goreng, I love it.
I wonder how you think what it is.
Beef rice and poached eggs.
Oh, of course, how can I forget?
I didn't know you cooked Indonesian.
Past year hasn't been entirely unproductive, Michael.
No, no, to me, you're still the same, sweet Joanne.
No, I'm not.
But in the middle of nasi goreng, I don't have time to discuss it.
I'll wait till I'm caught.
Anything else for me to do?
Nothing, sweetheart.
Can I go and talk to Dad?
That's a good question.
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Do you think Mum's a good cook?
I think she's a terrific cook.
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She wanted to learn cooking to make herself an interesting person.
She was an interesting person before.
She was an interesting person before.
She wasn't an interesting person before.
She was an interesting person before.
She wasn't an interesting person before.
Did she?
What do you think?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Daddy, do you think she's interesting now?
So do I.
Good.
So, how's school going?
It's okay. The kids don't say things anymore.
Did they say things before?
Sure, but half the kids in our class don't have a father any more.
Oh.
They say things to Angela Brady. Her dad only left her two weeks ago.
You don't say things to Angela Brady, do you?
Of course not. That's why she told us.
What did she tell you?
He'd been sleeping with his secretary for a year.
Really?
Daddy?
Mm?
I wish Jack were here.
Yeah, I wish he was too.
I love you, Daddy.
Mm.
I love you too.
We had a good run on the TV last night and 36 calls for public.
That's 36 possible sightings.
Oh, well, they'll all be checked today, but I wouldn't get my hopes up too much, Michael.
The public's fickle with an overactive imagination.
It's just that now and again they come up trumps.
Could I only ask you exactly what you're doing?
I'm making omelets for breakfast.
What, am I doing something wrong?
Oh, no, no, no, not at all, no.
Any news, Sergeant Grant?
Oh, Joanne, this is Sergeant Julian Flicker, Joanne Rafferty.
Sergeant Flicker's from the courthouse.
Delighted to meet you, Joanne. Please call me Julian.
And I'm very pleased you're both here because I should, uh, brief you on the media.
What about the media?
Well, without wishing to seem alarmist, Michael, it's like handling crocodiles.
You feed them every day and you make sure you maintain the upper hand or they'll eat you alive.
Could you be more specific, Sergeant?
What are you doing, Michael?
Making omelets.
There I am.
I think you should.
Yes, the headlines last night attracted a lot of attention.
Mostly shock and horror, of course. They love a good abduction.
Oh, forgive me, Joanne.
And then we had Ray Brown's press conference in short grabs on TV and radio.
I've arranged today just walk through their ranks quite calmly, Michael, as they'll oblivious.
Let them keep filming but don't answer any questions.
Say nothing, they'll come later.
Wouldn't they be outside here?
No, outside the courthouse only. We appeal to their sense of decency.
I thought chivalry was dead.
Well, it's not exactly chivalry. We told them if they didn't play ball, we'd book all their trucks.
Little police media consultation, Joanne, at, uh, works wonders.
That's very kind. Thank you very much, Sergeant.
Oh, no, please, Julian. And, uh, it's the least I can do.
Would you like to save for breakfast?
Oh, no, thank you very much, Joanne. I've had mine, but, uh, you go ahead.
And, Michael, might I suggest that you use the front entrance?
I've had them locking up the carpark and making life hell for everybody else.
They'll want to film you arriving at work, and then they'll leave us all alone.
And now I'll leave you alone.
It's been lovely meeting you, Joanne. Goodbye.
Goodbye, Michael. See you in court.
Goodbye.
Have you seen the man to look? How are you feeling? Can you tell us anything at all to say? Any ability on your work?
How do you wish to plead, Melissa? Guilty.
You don't have anyone representing you? It's not necessary.
Look, if you're short of money, there is always legal aid.
I just want to get it over.
Proceed, Sergeant.
The fact is simple, Your Worship.
The sum of $95 was discovered to be missing from the till of a business owned by Mr. Henry Gordon.
When questioned, the defendant admitted...
Hang on a minute, Sergeant. What was that name again?
Mr. Henry Gordon.
And your name is Melita Gordon. Any remnant?
He's my father.
I see. Continue, Sergeant.
The defendant admitted taking the money to buy clothes. Restitution is not sought, Your Worship.
How old are you, Melita?
18.
Have you ever been in a court before?
No. I just want to get it over.
Sergeant, in view of the defendant's age and inexperience, I'm not going to proceed any further with this case until she's had legal advice.
Melita, I'm going to adjourn this case until tomorrow.
Now, I want you to go and talk to the public solicitor, Miss Pauline Gray.
She'll tell you what to do and whether or not you qualify for public assistance.
Mr. Frangelamini, the clerk of the court here, will show you where her office is.
This matter is adjourned until 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Next case, Sergeant.
Getting some sun?
Just watching.
I think I've chanced some car, some detail, my job, my memory.
Grease is doing all they can, Mike.
I'm the boy's father. I was there when he went. I'm absolutely useless.
Hey.
It's just that the longer this goes on, the less chance there is of finding him alive.
I'm not being maudlin. That's just the plain truth.
Joanne and Katie just sit up there all day. They refuse to budge in case he turns up.
Joanne's folks are in Narrabri, aren't they?
She must feel like it's a long way from home.
Do you want to come up?
Well, I was actually headed that way.
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Joanne.
Hello, Jane.
Pauline thought you could do with a break from me and four walls.
That was very kind of you.
How's Katie?
Katie's blossoming as an artist.
Really?
She's been drawing flat out all day.
Can I see Pauline?
If Pauline would like to see.
I would love to see them.
Thanks.
So, how is Katie?
Her drawings are full of little boys trapped in trees or on ledges or in cellars.
And angels rising up to heaven.
She steadfastly refuses to talk about Jack.
She hasn't mentioned him all day.
When I bring him up in the conversation, it's as if she hasn't heard me.
How long do these ones take?
I did that one this morning and this one this afternoon.
Oh, gee whiz.
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She keeps talking about Jack all the time.
That's all she ever talks about.
I try and cheer her up.
That's the girl.
Daddy.
Jack wouldn't run away.
He wouldn't.
Pauline will be staying for tea, alright?
Pauline's nice.
Do you like Pauline, Dad?
Yes, yes I do.
Is she your special friend?
You mean like Angela Brady's dad?
No.
No, not like that.
I should really help them with the washing up.
No, no, they can manage.
Go on with what you're saying.
Last year I've made some progress.
But then something like this happens and it all seems so pointless.
It's not a punishment.
It's like the plague.
It's no respecter of persons.
It just happens.
I keep telling myself.
Women like you have the guts to try and have it all.
What about you?
Do you ever think of having children?
Oh, me?
I'm happy.
I've got a good job.
I do it well, I think.
Oh yes, yes, I do get the occasional twinge.
Excuse me.
Mrs. Rafferty, Fulvia, we've met before.
Oh yes, I remember you taught my children to play pontoon.
Hi Fulvia.
That's great.
Hi Fulvia.
Hello.
Fulvia, what are you doing here?
I've come to see Katie.
Can we play cards?
Well, yes, ask your dad.
But listen, I've brought a few presents for you.
A box of jigsaws and some chocolates my mum made.
Thanks Fulvia.
Can we eat some while we play cards?
Please, dad.
Sounds like the decision's out of my hands.
Will you play too?
Yeah, all right, for a little while.
I'll get the cards.
What about you, are you going to play?
No.
Isn't it funny, Your Worship, people only get close these days when something bad happens.
If people are being nice, it probably means there's been a disaster.
The older generation really don't have any idea.
My parents have made one big concession to the 80s.
They cautiously think they like John Lennon.
But me, and the way I live, I'm constantly worried.
Mine are the same.
The result is I hardly ever see them.
Oh, I see quite a bit of mum.
But we don't talk about things like that much.
Our relationship's full of no-go zones.
Why don't you come to lunch with me tomorrow?
Bring Katie.
I'd like to, but I'd really rather be here in Casey's place.
Yeah, yeah, of course, sorry.
It's superstition, really, I know, but it's just a feeling that if I'm not here,
Jack will never come.
Oh, no, Vass.
It's ten o'clock, I'm sorry, would you like some coffee?
Well, if...
Yes.
If you won't take it, excuse me.
Did Dad lose, did he?
We're playing pontoon.
We can't play pontoon when Dad's here.
He's a real pickle.
Good morning, Your Worship.
Fulvia not in yet?
I sent him to get some stationery.
It's either that or issuing him with a maid's hat and apron.
I can't even sneeze without him flinging himself in the tiniest...
Sergeant Brown says the shopkeeper's had second thoughts.
It was a woman, not a man, was driving the car.
How can a witness make a mistake like that?
Well, it happens all the time, Your Worship.
It happens in court.
I'm well aware of what happens in court, Sergeant.
What changed his mind?
A couple of days to mull things over.
Something clicks into place, sometimes true, sometimes false.
Ray Brown's assuming that it's true to see if it throws up anything.
Hmm.
After all this time, almost certainly a bodgie, but we'll check it thoroughly.
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Why don't I ask how you've been sleeping?
Not the best, as it happens.
Well, perhaps a sedative. My man's very good, Dr McCubbin.
I cancelled his license for drink driving, and I don't take sedatives in court.
You're quite soporific enough, Sergeant.
Yes, Michael.
How much longer is this going to go on for?
Every time the phone rings, my blood runs cold.
I noticed the papers are already saying hope's beginning to fade.
Oh, I was hoping you might have missed that one.
Yes, well, I'm afraid I didn't.
Well, all you can do is hope for the best, Michael, and stay as patient as you can.
And what did you do when you found the money was missing, Mr Gordon?
I notified the police.
Did you suspect your daughter at that stage?
No, I didn't. But it wouldn't have made any difference.
It's a clear rule with all my staff. Any stealing, the law gets called.
And what happened next?
My daughter came up to me, told me she took it.
She'll have to be penalised, they said, just like anyone else.
Fair's fair.
I can't play favourites.
Thank you. No further questions.
Mr Gordon, does your daughter still work for you?
She was treated like anyone else. I can't play favourites.
So you sacked her?
Of course I did. And the staff respect me for it.
Did you get any pleasure from that?
She's my daughter.
Who left home against your wishes 12 months ago,
and who now has no job to support herself.
That's her affair, not mine. She shouldn't steal.
You regard her as a hard man, Mr Gordon.
In your worship, this whole line of questioning is irrelevant.
Sustained.
Now, has money been taken before?
Yes.
Over a lengthy period?
Yes.
The wages you pay are not exactly high, are they, Mr Gordon?
It's a grosser shop. The margins are tight or we wouldn't survive.
She wanted to find out what the world's like.
I suppose she's finding out.
Why did Melita leave home, Mr Gordon?
You'd better ask her that.
Is your family afraid of you? Might that be the reason? Objection, your worship.
Yes, Miss Gray.
No further questions, your wish.
Mrs Gordon, are you proud of Melita?
Of course.
She's making her own way, standing on her own feet.
Yes.
In spite of losing her job?
Yes.
And do you think she should be given every opportunity?
Yes.
Do you love your daughter?
Yes, of course.
Do you think Melita took the money?
Do you think she deserves to be punished?
Or is she covering up for someone?
Mrs Gordon, did you take that money?
Remember, you are on oath.
Yes, I did. I took it.
No further questions, your worship.
We'll take a ten-minute recess to enable the prosecutor to consider his position.
All stand.
I thought Flickr and Pauline would be here by now for the coup
to grab that wretched little shopkeeper.
You want a cup of coffee or tea?
For God's sake, will you stop carrying on like a maiden auntie?
I can cope.
Sorry.
I'll get some papers to go to the Crown Solicitor's office.
Yes, I'll do that now.
May we, your worship?
Yes.
Concerning Miss Melita Gordon,
Mr Gordon says there's been a misunderstanding.
He says his wife had authority to take small loans from the till.
An authority he has only just remembered.
He now suggests they may not have been a theft.
With your permission, I'd like to drop the whole thing.
Miss Gray.
Well, I have no objection.
I take it Mrs Gordon won't be sacked, considering it was a loan and not theft?
The whole thing's been a sorry waste of time.
Not to mention a miscarriage of justice.
Which did not happen, Miss Gray.
Not this time.
Well, don't worry.
I'll be giving Mr Gordon a very large piece of my mind.
Oh, a not too large a piece, Sergeant. Save a little bit for yourself.
That's hardly called for, Miss Gray.
Sorry, just practicing a few jokes.
I'm having lunch with my parents.
Yes, well if we could tidy up the formalities before then, Miss Gray.
Meet Dorothy's new dates.
Hey, I'm Frank.
How will a southern belle react to a man of the cloth?
I'm a Baptist and you can't forgive us Baptists.
Your plants charm in with their smooth talking.
Jesus, why am I babbling?
Irresistible flattery.
I never take the Lord's name in vain.
Oh God, now I'm lying to a priest.
And mine gives Rose a few lessons on life.
Sophia, isn't that obscene?
No, they mean good health.
Have a nice day and would you like to squeeze my concertina?
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But you won't see anything more effective or powerful than White King.
Nice out, eh?
You know, 48 bucks.
I remember when you could buy a beer for six.
Well, that was yonks ago.
Cheers.
Must be ancient.
Not that ancient. I only retired last week.
You can still afford to drink this stuff?
Well, it's a good super.
Keeps me liquid, so to speak.
Where did you get this?
Same place I got my life insurance.
MLC. I thought they were a pretty cautious bunch.
They just don't take stupid risks.
Survived the crash of 99 and they still pay me a top return of my investments.
So what are you going to do with all this well-planned wealth?
Well, I've finally bought something I've always wanted.
Well.
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Pullio.
About this morning. Me going off the deep end.
Don't worry about it.
I feel you're owed an apology and you're going to get one.
What did you think?
It's just that I thought I was very rude. Obviously you don't share that opinion.
I do, you ishp. I think you were quite rude.
Well, I'm glad we agree on something.
But you were bottling it up. But very Anglo-Saxon.
An Italian would have yelled and carried on long before you did and felt better for it.
I did not yell and carry on.
And the bad news is, Fulvie, I don't feel one iota better. It must be the Celtic blood.
Never mind.
When you get home, say hello to Katie for me. She's a lovely kid, you know.
She plays pontoon like crazy.
For a court official, you have a very unhealthy preoccupation with gambling.
Listen, uh, in court, am I still all right?
You're fine.
If that changes, you'd let me know.
Yes, I will.
Thanks, Fulvie.
Are you going this way?
Yep.
How are you sleeping, by the way, Your Worship?
Our doctor's very good. He's Italian.
He's got lots of herbal remedies as well as the straight stuff.
Whatever is, is your mind, Fulvie.
The straight stuff for me, though.
Excuse me, Mr. Refide. This came.
What on earth is that?
Did, uh...
Cardo, did it come with anything?
Nothing.
I'm terribly sorry.
It's not your fault, Bettina.
I'll take it to Sergeant Brown. He's probably still awake.
Yeah, yeah. Thanks, Fulvie.
Yo, listen, be careful.
It might be fingerprints or something.
Yes, yes, I, um...
It's just some sick morn.
It doesn't mean a female.
Fulvie, uh, how's Michael?
None the better for getting this.
Oh.
God.
That's disgusting.
Thank God for Joanne.
Yes.
I wish that could get back together again, Miss Gray, don't you think?
I'm sure he's a worship ward.
Oh, don't mind me, Fulvie.
I had lunch with my parents.
Using a block and tackle, I've managed to winch them as far as the 60s.
Got to make allowances.
Yes.
Good night, Fulvie.
I'll have you a barbecue, fried, or however you have...
You've been quiet ever since you got home.
Some cranks at a wreath to the courthouse.
You don't think it's...
No, no, no, just some sick twisted mind.
Have you been praying?
Yes.
I wish I'd have been simpler times.
Where's Katie?
She's in the bedroom.
Thanks.
She won't come out.
Well, the meteorite liked to talk to you both on camera.
I wonder how you felt about that.
Might it help?
Just a plea for anyone with information to come forward, but no deals.
They'd like it as informal as possible,
nothing threatening and nothing of the magistrate,
just a very ordinary worried dad.
It won't be difficult.
The meteorite's on standby.
They'd like it in the home environment, perhaps a living room model.
They can be ready to go in two hours,
and I'll fix things at the quarter range at a late start.
And do you want a bit of coaching on what to say?
I think I can manage, Sergeant.
All I can say is that we're desperate about our son.
We're worried sick.
And if anybody knows anything,
anything at all,
please contact the authorities.
Please.
Please.
I'll make you some coffee before you go.
It's all right.
It's no trouble.
Everyone has at the moment for pumping coffee down the throat.
Why can't I do anything right?
Why does everything I do seem so wrong?
It's all right.
Oh, God.
The classical helpless female.
Who are we always sure of?
Italian men doing all the time.
Think of Italian men.
Go to work.
Okay.
I'll call in 15 minutes, Sergeant.
I'll just check in on my chambers.
Joanna was magnificent, wasn't she?
Yes, she was.
Come on, Julian. Spit it out.
Don't be shy.
If you want her back, you must fight and fight again.
This isn't the Battle of Britain.
Well, it's how I won my wife, and for 24 years she's been my bedrock.
Oh, I know you'll make your own decision, but if you hold back at a crucial moment...
Um, TV go well?
Yes, yes, I seem to.
How's Julian coping?
Oh, strong as a lion, ask the Sergeant.
I'm sorry I haven't been able to see more of her.
Well, you may yet.
What?
All right, I've stated my opinion.
Good for you, Sergeant.
Important decisions are often made under pressure, Miss Gray.
Oh, go ahead. Don't mind me.
I take it you're against it.
Well, come on, we might as well have all shades of opinion.
Michael, it's none of my business.
But?
It has been a terrible week.
Oh, yes. Anything else you think it's affecting?
What?
Am I fit for the bench? If I wasn't, would you say so?
I'll do it.
When I arrived, Mrs. Hobbs was kicking the front door
and demanding in a loud voice that it be opened.
I informed her that a complaint had been received
and asked her to desist.
She said,
Rack off, you stupid little germ.
Pushed me backwards
and once more began to kick the door.
I then arrested her.
Thank you, Constable.
Thank you, Constable. No further questions, Your Worship.
Constable Smythe,
after you arrested her, did Mrs. Hobbs say anything?
Yes. What did she say?
She said, uh, I didn't twig you or a copper.
Uh, my old man wouldn't let me in the door.
Thank you, Constable.
Did you speak to your husband after you were charged?
Yes, yes, I did.
What did you tell him?
Well, I said I'd met this joker in a hospital
and he knew about this operation for people who snore.
So I said, well, let's try it.
What did he say?
Well, he said he would, so I moved back in
and we're happy as Larry and our pair of us.
Makes a rewarding change.
Nonetheless, there remains the assault charge,
which we will resume this afternoon.
Stan.
Now I join you.
Yes, look, Fulvio, you're young.
What do you think? Do you think Mr. and Mrs. Rafferty
should get back together again?
Yes, I do. There you are.
You two are full of romantic nonsense.
What's the matter with you, Miss Graham?
I don't see your problem unless you want to keep him all to yourself.
Oh, for God's sake, Sergeant, do you ever just stop
and think before you speak?
Oh, it's just like the neighbors, always in each other's throats.
You are a very foolish man.
But we're the same people we always were.
Michael, this isn't the time.
I think it is, Joanne, I love you and I think you love me.
Now I think we could try again if we hang back at a crucial moment.
Ever since I got here,
you've been telling me I'm the same little Joanne.
You've hardly seen me.
How can you say you love me?
You love what I used to be.
Joanne, you are not really different.
Things are different. Can't you get that through your head?
I'm not the woman you married.
I don't want to go back. I can't.
That's where you're wrong.
Mommy is so different. She goes out. She's happy now.
It's just like before, you two fighting.
I hate it.
Now you're satisfied?
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Nestle's milk chocolate, hey?
Swiss recipe, you know.
Since when?
Since 1875, when Henri Nestlé first inspired the original Swiss milk chocolate
and became the toast of Switzerland.
You've been playing too much trivial pursuit.
It's true.
Henri Nestlé?
Swiss recipe.
Nestle's chocolate, so Swiss, you can hear it.
Hi, Will.
Okay.
Can you take the thermos thing down?
Which station wagon has the biggest load space in the two-liter class?
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You already have little enough time to spend with your family
without being dragged away to wash dishes.
Cheers, darling.
Yes, cheers, darling.
Dishes that are always piling up.
Demanding to be done.
Bye, Mom.
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Good on you, Mom.
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Though a charge of assaulting police cannot be taken lightly,
this was not a serious assault.
I therefore defer passing sentence upon your entering
at a reconnaissance for the sum of $100
to be of good behaviour for a period of 12 months
and to come before me again for further sentencing if called upon.
If you offend again, Mrs. Hobbs, you will not be so lucky.
Is that clear?
Yes, Your Honour.
This court is now adjourned.
I will stand.
Fair and reasonable?
Yes, Your Worship.
Any news, Michael?
Look, it has been a trying day, Sergeant.
I just want to go home.
You know, Sergeant,
here in court there's always people who abuse their families.
His family's the one thing in the world he wants.
It's the one thing he can't seem to have.
Where's the justice in that?
Where's the justice in that?
Your Worship, Detective Sergeant Brownfoe
and Jack's been found.
He's being found and he's okay.
Is Ray on the phone?
No, they've taken Jack back to your place.
Oh, fool!
Counting blood.
Here they are.
Good day, mate. How are you?
Oh, sweetheart.
We think so worried.
Hi, Jack.
Mommy!
How are you, tiger?
There you go.
Oh, thanks, Ray.
Good. I don't have a thank you, Sergeant.
It was mainly the television.
Come on, Dad.
Let's get you upstairs.
He was lucky.
She was an emotionally disturbed woman.
Recently lost her own son
and she wanted a replacement in young Jack Fitter the Bill.
How did you get him into the car?
He went willingly, apparently.
She just told him that his mother had sent him.
Just like that?
What didn't the neighbor suspect?
It had been days.
She kept him inside.
It had gradually dawned on her that she couldn't keep him locked up forever,
so she gave me a call.
He's been well looked after, though.
She claimed that he was so used to people coming and going in his life
that he accepted it.
Dear God in heaven.
You know, she kissed him goodbye
and she kept on saying how lonely her life was,
how empty.
She must have said it four or five times.
I think I know a little how she feels.
Scott.
I don't understand why it's necessary to rush off like this.
Jack should get back to normal as soon as possible.
He's accepted you're not at home.
I don't want him confused again.
Joanne, I've realized something.
What's that?
You're right.
You have changed.
You've noticed.
I'm happy for you.
Michael.
Michael.
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Police are guarding a mine shaft near Wodonga tonight
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