♪♪ ♪♪ -Oi!

Front door wide open, air-conditioning on.

This is your personal contribution to the destruction of humanity this weekend.

Thank you.

♪♪ ♪♪ Ora.

Thank you.

-Thought you Aussies could handle the heat?

-By the way, I'm a dual citizen, and I think the word you're looking for is "suffocating tropical blanket."

-You're welcome.

-Now, before you say anything, the only thing I'm planning on doing this weekend is spending some quality time in a dark room with a wet towel on my head.

-Good for you.

Not so great for Rory Byrne.

-Who's he when he's at home?

-He's not at home anymore.

He's dead.

Champion surfer.

He died three weeks ago when he was out for his regular training.

-Shark attack?

-Suspected drowning due to heart attack.

Coroner's theory is sudden arrhythmic death syndrome.

-You know, that's really rare in adults.

-Mm.

His girlfriend said he had tachycardia on and off for about a year, backed up by his doctor's notes.

-Well, then that sounds like a pretty solid theory to me.

-You familiar with Piha Beach?

-Little bit.

Come on.

-It was a pretty big sea when he went out, but he is capable and extremely familiar with the area.

-How big?

-It was a messy 3-meter swell.

He got into trouble pretty quickly, paddled straight out into a rip.

-I wonder if he had a heart attack before or after he came off his board.

-Here, take a look.

-[Chuckles] Thank you very much.

-There was an attempted rescue by a local surf life-saver, Craig Ashford.

He was working out early that morning.

-Who comes to work that early?

-Craig claims he got out there as soon as he could, but then couldn't get to Rory and then lost sight of them, and then claims he was forced to give up -Claims?

Sounds like you don't believe him.

-He was Rory's archrival at the national championships.

Last year, Rory beat him by a sliver.

-You think he let Rory drown.

-Or caused him to.

There's not a question Craig has a motive.

-Maybe he's just a crap life-saver.

-Well, he's not.

He's pulled 12 people out of the water this summer alone.

-Damn, I love a good, old-fashioned rivalry.

How long before the body was recovered?

-Maybe 20 hours, all up.

-Ooh.

-The weather really packed in, so all sea and air rescue was suspended.

Judging by surface scratches, we're assuming he got trapped in some rocks.

The body washed up on the south end.

Old geezer found him.

-Labs?

-Clean.

Nothing of interest on the body, apart from some surf wax in his pockets.

-Any evidence of injuries before he went in the water?

-Nada.

-Well, you don't have much.

Why are you still digging?

-Rory' dad's a friend of mine.

Taught me how to surf.

He thinks something's not right.

-You know, I just don't care for the beach.

Sorry.

-Rory had a girlfriend, Soraya.

She's 12 weeks pregnant.

I want to make sure we've got this right.

This baby deserves to know what really happened to Dad.

♪♪ Race you to the bottom?

♪♪ ♪♪ -You shouldn't make a habit of going to kids water parks in your spare time.

You're a grown-up now.

-If you'd even consider getting an air conditioner, then I wouldn't be riding hydra slides with kids who think it's fun to block the exit when you're going 50 miles an hour.

-Yeah, yeah.

Play the movie.

-Okay, here we go.

Rory and Soraya.

-This video is brought to you by Soraya Wellness Products.

Feel stronger, feel younger, feel more alive.

-Oh, yeah.

-[Laughs] -Namaste, babe.

-Namaste, angel.

-What is this?

-Welcome to your special time, a morning workout with me, national surf champion Rory Byrne.

-And me, influencer and model Soraya.

-How's your Burning Face?

-Mm, I'm not going to lie.

My low-calorie, high-collagen smoothie is delicious.

B-T-dub, I love your morning chakra charm.

-It's pretty mega.

Thanks for designing it, babe.

-You too can totally embrace your morning sun goal.

Just check out my Insta or the website.

♪♪ ♪♪ -So many people, so little taste.

-Technically, no one's following Rory anymore, but Soraya is sitting on a million.

She had an uptick in the last three weeks of 340,000.

-Yeah, death's great for business.

-You know, it's not fair.

You get to go to the beach while I'm stuck in here with this stupid moon boot on.

-Oh, come on.

Beach is overrated.

-What?!

♪♪ ♪♪ -So you're a cop who's not a cop?

-Yeah, well, don't sweat the technicalities.

-Well, I got taught pretty young not to talk to strangers.

-Oh, come on.

I'm just a well-meaning, concerned citizen questioning the skills of those who are entrusted to save us.

-Meaning?

-Well, meaning when you don't save someone who's drowning right out in front of your own club, then the locals have a right to know why.

-They already know why.

The surf was too big, he had a heart attack, and I couldn't get to him.

-Well, that must have been tough on hardcore clubby like you.

-You can't win them all.

-Oh, is that what you thought after losing to Rory at the Nationals last year?

Why did it take you so long to get out to him that morning?

-I wasn't even meant to be here.

-But you were.

-You know, the cops should be thanking me for trying instead of making me out to be some sort of bad dude.

-He didn't say something smart-ass to you that made you angry so that when you got out there, you thought, "Oh, stuff it, I'll just let him sort himself out"?

-I already told you I couldn't get to him in time.

-Did you go to the funeral?

-No.

-Why not?

-What's the deal?

-No deal.

I'm just curious.

-Look, I might not have liked the guy, but I still did my best to try and save him.

You know the way out.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [Door closes, engine starts] [Tires squeal] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [Camera shutter clicks] -Well, what do you mean?

Is she a cop or not?

Well, what did she want?

-Kia ora!

Soraya, do you have a minute?

-You've got too much internal hate.

I can see it in your pores.

-Thank you.

-Mm.

-Doing business must be pretty difficult right now with everything that's going on.

-We were a day away from Rory signing off on a deal with a brewery in Japan.

They were going to make the announcement after he won the Nationals.

It was going to be huge.

He was so excited.

-That's tough.

I'm sorry.

-Don't be.

I broke a double on it.

We're now doing a Memorial Legion brand.

-You know, a lot of women in your position wouldn't be holding it together quite so well.

-You mean because I'm pregnant?

-Uh, because you're a widow?

-What can I say?

Make lemonade out of lemons.

♪♪ I really hope the baby has his eyes.

-Hi, sorry, I don't know who gave you our address.

Did someone on the beach tell you or something?

But this is not a store.

If you're looking for our clearance products, you can go to our outlet.

It's just the info's on our website.

-Eden, she's a cop.

-Well, I'm not big on labels, so let's just run with Police Consultant.

-Hello.

It's just been crazy busy organizing this shoot and Rory's memorial.

Maybe if you could come back at a more convenient time?

-No, let's just get this over and done with now.

Go call Nigel and tell him if he's got a problem with iridescent beads, he's got a problem with me.

Understood?

-Yes.

-Oh, you run a really tight ship.

-Don't mind my sister.

She's overprotective.

Tell me he's got my beads.

Nigel!

-Can I go to the bathroom?

-No, no, no, no, no, no.

I speak, you listen.

-Just calm your vibe, all right?

It's not life or death.

-What I think is your incompetence is embarrassing!

I am a multi-million dollar label, and right -- No.

Oh, no, I do not care.

[Shouting indistinctly] And I'm looking at some kind of orange.

♪♪ ♪♪ For God's sakes, can someone please help me get one thing done?

What am I paying you all for?

-Soraya, it'll be fine.

-No, it won't.

I didn't get to where I am today by settling for mediocrity.

[Toilet flushes] Don't forget I need straight to the food shot of me in the red, wild bikini.

I look like a gargoyle.

-Hey, I'll just leave you to it, okay?

Only, you were down on the beach when Rory went out, weren't you?

-Uh, yeah.

I run the coffee and merchandise cart outside the surf club.

-Was he agitated or unwell in any way?

-No.

He seemed fine.

-Did you notice when he got... in trouble out in the water?

-Only when Craig showed up and ran in.

-Well, what exactly did you see?

-Not a lot, honestly.

The swell was huge.

We figured it had something to do with Rory because he was the only one out there.

-So why did it take you 30 minutes to call the police?

-I just assumed he'd be okay.

I mean, he had his board, and Craig was saving him.

-Yeah, and who doesn't Craig save, really?

Rory couldn't have been any more unlucky if he tried.

It's just the wrong weather, wrong place... wrong guy.

♪♪ -You downloaded all this without my help?

I'm impressed.

-Oh, yeah, I mastered clicking and dragging a long time ago.

-Can I have one?

-No.

Sorry.

There was only one.

Do we really have to work out here?

-Well, it's cooler than in there.

Was it nice at the beach?

-It was a beach.

-Yeah, but beautiful, right?

I've seen pictures.

-Just tell me what's in there.

-Five years of fully legitimate personal life and accounting.

It's all meticulous.

-Did her boyfriend have life insurance?

-No.

It doesn't look like it.

Extreme sportsman -- premiums would have been crazy.

Mm, wow, she was way more liquid than he was -- and kind of generous, for letting him be an equity shareholder in the company.

Interesting.

There was an app on Rory's watch that monitored his energy, breathing, and heart rate.

-And app that fed data back to the home computer?

-Yeah.

All his vital signs went nuts about three minutes after he went into the water, which matches with what the coroner's report says.

-Rory was wearing a watch when he went into the water.

-Yeah, I just told you that.

-But not when his body was found.

Where did it go?

♪♪ -♪ Focus on the weekend ♪ ♪ You're putting back all the pieces, darling ♪ ♪ Can't be all that easy ♪ ♪ You feel me now, feel me now ♪ -♪ I've been dreaming ♪ -Cut!

Take two, everybody.

-I like that one.

Looks waterproof.

-Mm, calling is really preferable to stalking.

-I told her we were here.

-What the hell is wrong with you?

-The sooner this is done, the sooner we can move on.

Isn't that what you want?

-I am really trying my best, but, my God, I am really being challenged by Gaia.

Can you fix this, Eden?

It's -- It's too tight.

-So, there was a small bag of personal effects of Rory's that the police gave you.

-So what?

-Was Rory's watch in it?

-I don't know.

I never opened it.

When I got home from the hospital, there was a cop outside my house with a bag of his stuff.

I was in shock.

I-I don't even know where I put it.

-Hospital.

-That's where I was the night before he died, and I'd appreciate it if you treated that as confidential.

-Why?

-My boyfriend's memorial is later on this afternoon.

Do you think I could that my focus before I make you my priority?

Back to work!

-She's been suffering from really bad hyperemesis gravidarum.

-Extreme morning sickness?

-Yeah.

-Oh, and she sells a product which claims to cure it, so yeah.

-Eden!

♪♪ ♪♪ -Okay, so, what's his missing watch got to do with how he died?

-I don't know.

But it's interesting.

-Is it?

-I think it is.

Hey!

What is wrong with you young people?

Shut the door!

[Door slams] -You know, for somebody who doesn't believe in air-conditioning, you sure picked a good spot, here.

-All the other places were taken.

-Two gelato.

-Oh, Ruben.

-Lots of compliments on your bread today.

-How many?

-You want me to start counting?

-Yeah.

That'd be good.

-Well, the watch wasn't in Rory's personal effects.

-Who pinches a watch from a corpse?

Lemon and chocolate?

Are you insane?

-Maybe the watch came off his wrist somehow, got carried away in the tide.

-Nah, 'cause the swelling from edema would make the watch harder to come off, not easier.

Plus, it kept pinging until up to an hour before the body was found.

-What, when the battery died?

-I guess so.

Do you mind?

-Mmm.

I think I prefer yours.

-Yeah, because it's pistachio.

It's God's gift to gelato.

-Me and my brother used to jump the fence of our neighbor's orchard and pinch his pistachios when we were on holiday.

-Did you get away with that?

-You'd be surprised what I can get away with.

So you think Craig took the watch?

-Maybe.

-How would that give him a clear run in the surfing champs?

-If that was his motive.

Rory's girlfriend and Craig Ashford have got matching tats.

-Okay, that's interesting.

-Doesn't explain the missing watch, though.

-If Craig took the watch, how did he know where Rory's body was gonna wash up?

-You're absolutely right.

You can have that.

-Right about what?

-When was the last time Rory's watch account was accessed?

-Two hours after he went into the water, then eight more times after that.

-And the vital-signs app on his watch -- is that linked to any other devices?

-No.

Just the home computer.

-So whoever did the accessing was in the home in the 20 hours after Rory died.

-100%.

-When did they last go looking?

-Two hours before the body was found.

-Well, someone really wanted to find that watch.

-Mm-hmm.

Mm, this is weird.

-What?

-The watch has been turned on.

-Where is it?

-It's time to say "goodbye," Rory.

Time for us to send you on your final ride to surf Valhalla, my love.

♪♪ ♪♪ We... We didn't have a long time.

But what we've made together in life will continue on.

We love you, Rory.

♪♪ ♪♪ Shut up!

Just go!

♪♪ -Okay, I'm here.

Where do I go?

-Keep moving that way.

-How far?

-It's hard to tell exactly.

Not far.

How was the memorial?

-Stylish.

Am I close?

-Yeah.

Pretty close now.

♪♪ [Camera shutter clicks] ♪♪ Are you still there?

Alexa?

Hello?

-Well, isn't that just a crazy, madcap coincidence?

-So, why are you here again?

-The watch.

I mentioned it to you, and then, hey, presto, it showed up.

Oh, they're good.

-No.

His watch turned up.

So what?

-So, was that what you were talking to Craig about?

-No.

Look, I have a million followers and probably another 200,000 after tonight's livestream.

Do you think they're going to enjoy hearing of how the police have unleashed a conspiracy theory designed to agitate pregnant widows?

[Refrigerator door closes] I mean, it was a heart attack, lady.

Just -- Just let it go.

-No, I think there's another reason that you don't want anyone asking questions.

-Can you go?

It's been a really long day.

-That is nice.

-I don't care about the stupid watch.

And I don't care about whatever stupid theory you have.

Rory's gone.

And I have to move on.

Is that -- Is that a crime?

-No.

But having an affair with the guy who failed to save your drowning boyfriend, well, that's not a good look, either, is it?

-What the hell are you talking about?

-With Rory out of the way, things look pretty rosy for you two.

There's titles to win, no obstacles in your way.

-You're crazy.

-I know Craig's been visiting you.

ATV tire tracks in the driveway -- the same ATV that Rory's watch was found in.

-What?

Craig?!

Are you insane, Soraya?

-It's not my fault we have a karmic connection.

Sometimes, we hook up.

It's not a major.

-You're not 16 anymore.

-He's just got that big-wave energy that I need sometimes.

-Did Rory know about you two?

-No.

No.

The night before he died, he texted me in the hospital.

He made a big deal about wanting to talk about something serious when I got home.

-Then maybe he did know.

-Are you for real?

He was so excited about you being pregnant.

-Was that the something serious?

-I never found out.

I just...

I figured it was probably about getting married or something.

-How come?

-He'd been so clingy lately -- like -- like over the top.

Not really him type of behavior.

-Wait, is it even Rory's baby you're having?

-[Groans] If it weren't for me, you'd still be in your awful little flat, doing your crummy little veterinary degree, instead of being paid mega money and living on the beach.

So you can quit the judgment and start with the gratitude.

And yes, it's Rory's baby.

Probably.

-Wow.

The affair thing, I was just guessing -- you know, matching tats and all.

Just tell me -- why was it important to steal the watch off Rory's wrist?

Or did Craig do that?

-Shut up!

Shut up about the watch!

I don't know anything about any damn watch!

Now get the hell out of my house.

-Look up.

♪♪ [Door closes] -So... it turns out that Soraya is sleeping with the guy who allegedly tried to save her boyfriend.

-Wow.

Okay.

But who left the watch in the ATV?

-Don't know.

But Harry's having it checked for prints.

-Did you get a swim in, at least?

-No, I did not get a swim in.

-All right, what is going on with you and that place?

Every time you come back, you've got that face on.

-There's nothing wrong with my face.

-Usually, you're a really good liar.

And sometimes, you are really crap at it.

Oh, come on.

If you're not gonna get an air-conditioner, it's the least you can do.

-All right.

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time, there was a con man who had a daughter.

Now, little did the child know that the cottage by the sea that they always went to didn't belong to her family, like her daddy said.

In fact, every year, he would figure out when the homeowners were away and he would purloin the key from that all-time great Kiwi hiding place -- under the doormat.

And then, one dark night, the police came, and they ripped the little girl and her family out of the cottage and they threw her daddy in a police car.

And that was the beginning of the end.

Happy now?

-[Laughs] Your dad scammed a free holiday house?

-It's not funny.

-Oh, come on, it's a little bit.

-Who laughs at that?

-At least your memories of him aren't boring.

-Just go and check Rory's texts to Soraya the night before he died.

She claims that he wanted to talk to her.

-What about?

-Well, that's what I'd like to know.

Oh, and check all the apps and the phone numbers, too.

There's something on that watch that somebody thought was there, even if it wasn't.

♪♪ -Craig didn't budge.

He swears on his life he didn't know anything about the watch.

-Of course he did.

Let me guess -- no prints on it?

-Correct.

But Craig did admit he went to the house to check on Soraya the first couple of days after it happened, so he definitely had access.

-Oh, he had access all right -- plenty of it.

-I mean to the watch information on the home computer.

-Oh, yeah, yeah.

That, too.

-Two.

-Hm?

-Compliments.

-Well, that's not many.

-Well, it's still early.

How do you like the sourdough?

-Meh.

It's okay.

-Two and a half.

-Only okay?

Really?

-Yeah, so here's a theory.

Craig thinks that Rory stole his girl, his surf titles.

He knows Rory had a heart illness.

So he swims out, drowns him.

Then, realizing he could be implicated, he uses the home computer to access Rory's watch to see where the body's coming in.

-Because he's afraid that the watch will give away what happened in the water.

-Yeah -- or prove that he could have done more to bring Rory in.

-Hmm.

-"Hmm," what?

-Why would he turn the watch back on three weeks later?

-Do you ever finish any of the food that you buy or...?

-You'll get used to it, mate.

She's an acquired taste.

-Speak to me.

-Rory did send Soraya a bunch of texts saying he wanted to talk.

-What about?

-Didn't say.

-Great.

-But one of the apps on his watch was deleted.

It was an app that was used like a digital key for a hotel room.

Last used on Valentine's Day.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -[German accent] Guten morgen.

Do you have any of these brochures auf Deutch?

They're too hard for me.

-Yeah.

♪♪ ♪♪ -[Normal accent] Morning.

-Hi.

-Alexa.

-Right.

-Yeah.

Listen, uh, the police have asked for our cooperation with a case, and, uh, I need your help, Grant.

-Wow.

Okay, yeah.

-All agencies greatly appreciate your discreet cooperation.

You're doing a great service for your country.

-Very cool.

-Okay.

I need some footage of Valentine's Day, around 8:00 p.m. to, say, 10:00 p.m. -So, are we looking for, like, a hardcore gangster type?

-Yeah, more a surfer dude who used an app to arrange an anonymous hotel hookup.

-[Chuckles] That's like half the hotel.

-Whatever happened to a movie and an ice cream, eh?

-Yeah, so, where are we looking?

-Reception.

-Man, it gets crazy in here on Valentine's Day.

-Look around 8:00 p.m. Oh, wait.

That's him.

Can you zoom in?

-That's Rory Byrne.

-Yes, it is.

-Man, his wife is mega.

-I think the word you're looking for is "successful."

And she is.

Closer.

Tighten the shot.

♪♪ ♪♪ -What did he do?

-You are a credit to the nation, young man.

♪♪ Bitte schoen.

[Cellphone rings] Hey.

-Hey.

Have I got a surprise for you.

-Same.

-I found a discounted air-conditioner advertised on the Internet.

-I win.

I found Rory Byrne with his mistress -- the sister.

-Kia ora!

Door was open.

-You're wasting your time.

Soraya's at a doctor's appointment.

-No, I was looking for you, actually.

I know about your little Valentine's night with Rory.

-Please don't say anything.

It meant nothing, all right?

It was just a terrible, terrible mistake.

-Why don't you walk me through it.

-We went to a supplies launch, and he was upset because she didn't come.

She sent me because she was feeling sick.

-So he really didn't know about Craig?

-No.

I mean, if I didn't know, then he didn't know.

I just told him it was the pregnancy taking a toll on her.

-Have you always been so agreeable to doing whatever Soraya tells you to do?

-She's intense.

-Hmm.

-But there's another side, where she's funny and kind and she's really good at sharing.

-Yeah, I guess I see that.

-I mean, she didn't have to make me a part of the business, but she did.

-Do you feel like you owe her?

-Are you kidding?

Absolutely.

-Why'd you sleep with her boyfriend?

-We were just drunk -- like, way, way too drunk.

Honestly, in the moment, I don't even think he knew it was me and not her.

-Did you talk about it afterwards?

-No.

No.

Never.

We were too ashamed.

-What makes you think Soraya didn't know about you two?

-I'd know if she did -- for sure.

-Why?

What would she do?

-I don't even want to think about it, honestly.

Just...please don't tell her.

Please.

♪♪ -Kia ora!

-Hello.

-[Cat meows] -Oh, hello, pussycat.

Cheers.

-Those people out there at Piha Beach sure seem real familiar with each other.

-Yeah.

You know what?

Eden had unfettered access to the home computer.

Could just as easily have been her tracking that body as Craig and Soraya.

I think we need the works on Eden.

-Okay.

But I need an improvement to my work conditions.

-Well, not if it starts with "air" and ends with "conditioner."

-Alexa, how do you expect me to work with a sprained ankle trapped in a sauna?

-Come on.

It's good for you.

Opens the pores right up.

And look how productive you've been working at above-average temperatures.

♪♪ Three?

In the last 24 hours?

-Well, it's still more compliments than I've had for the coffee.

-Yeah, well, I would hope so.

-What?

You didn't like my coffee?

-I love your coffee.

But if you're comparing it to sourdough, then, pfft.

-Well, I-I didn't know we were.

[Beep, air-conditioner shuts off] Just doing my bit for the planet.

-Well, that's good, Ruben.

Craig.

I didn't want to keep showing up at surf club.

I know how gossip flies around Piha.

-I already told you what I know.

I mean, the idea that I'm responsible for what happened is stupid.

-Well, not really.

Could have got you the girl and the championship title.

-Well, I pulled out of the titles.

-When?

-About a week ago.

It's a shoulder injury -- same one that stuffed me up last year.

It's all on file.

-Why didn't you tell the police that?

-Why would I?

It's totally crazy to think that someone would knock off someone else for a title.

-Could Soraya's baby be yours?

-No.

We haven't had unprotected sex since we were 17.

You can ask her if you don't believe me.

-Do you love her?

-Sure.

But it's not like you think.

We're friends.

-Friends who have sex with one another?

-Well, not that it's any of your business.

Soraya and I are...ancient.

Always will be.

You know, we are what we are when we need each other.

-Do you think that Soraya loved Rory?

-Honestly... no.

But she knows that the whole Soraya empire wouldn't be what it was without him.

I don't think she ever imagined being so successful and more famous than him, so she felt obliged.

-Why didn't she just leave him?

-I don't know.

She's pretty loyal.

-I'm starting to believe you.

-I don't really care what you believe.

If I really wanted him gone, I wouldn't have risked my own life going out there in that swell, would I?

I would have just let him drown.

[Knock on door] [Music playing on stereo] -Hi.

Let me guess -- Harry.

-Madison.

Your reputation precedes you.

-Likewise.

-What have you done to your foot?

-Don't ask.

Oh.

Alexa's not here.

-Okay.

Right.

Well, I've got to drop this stuff off.

She wanted some records on this -- -Eden.

Yeah.

Got it.

-Can I come in?

-Why?

-Because it's bloody hot out here.

-Well, it doesn't feel right.

It's not my house.

-I'm a cop, so I'm a pretty safe bet.

-[Laughs] Yeah, right.

-Eden's Instagram.

All pretty normal stuff.

Ta.

-I've trolled her socials.

Nothing obvious.

She's always been a swat.

-She was part of a Save the Whales protest a couple of years ago, but I don't know if standing in front of a police van dressed as an orca can be considered anti-social.

-I don't know.

I don't trust orcas.

They look shifty.

-Party at my house, I see.

-It's like a bloody oven in here.

Haven't you got a fan or something?

-I didn't say a word.

I swear.

-How's Craig?

-Innocent, I think.

-Why?

-Oh, call it instinct.

And the fact that he forgot to mention he'd pulled out of the Nationals.

-Well, he should have told us that when we interviewed him.

-Only happened a week ago.

And you'll be surprised to hear there's this thing called "the male ego."

-Well, we've got nothing on Eden.

She's a model citizen.

Ex-uni student.

-Veterinary?

-Yeah, she's presented a few papers.

These ones -- because, damn, I'm awesome.

-"The Effects of Atropa Belladonna on Livestock."

-Yeah, I think I'll wait for the movie.

-Can you find out what flight she took in the week before Rory's death?

What car she rented, where she was?

-Wasn't she in Piha?

-Was she?

-You heard the woman.

Chop-chop.

-No, I'm pretty sure she was talking to you.

-Good to see her keeping that non-existent ego in check.

♪♪ ♪♪ -There it is.

Hey, Eden.

-Hi!

I'm actually just shutting up.

I can get you something if you want.

-No, no, that's good.

I don't need anything.

Wow.

I'm getting the impression you really like your sister -- like you're two halves of a whole.

-Of course.

-That's why you should tell her the truth.

-We've been over that.

-I mean, about what you did to Rory.

♪♪ When you spoke about your sister's morning sickness, you used the Latin terminology.

-Force of habit.

Nerd alert.

-Vet studies came in handy when you were dealing with a problem you saw as fate.

-Alexa, I really need to get on.

-You went to Christchurch on a Monday.

That's the one day that the cart is closed and two days before Rory died.

You told everyone you were going to see your supervisor, Dr. Bowsher, but that never happened.

-He wasn't there.

Just caught up with friends.

-No, you didn't.

Your cellphone pinged off a tower in the Canterbury Hills.

It's the one place in the country where the noxious atropa belladonna grows -- a.k.a.

deadly nightshade.

-What are you talking about?

-Rory was gonna spill the beans to Soraya about your little happy-ending Valentine's Day.

That was the something serious he wanted to talk about, right?

-How would I know?

-He was tired of feeling so guilty, so he was gonna tell Soraya the next day, when she got back from the hospital.

But you planned for that, didn't you?

All you had to do was get the deadly nightshade into the smoothie.

I mean, he was never gonna notice.

And it would take a good few minutes to kick in.

Anticholinergic Toxic Syndrome is virtually identical to a sudden arrhythmic death, and it's almost impossible to trace in any result.

But you know what it does to cows, so you knew what it was gonna do to him.

-And by the time he had his heart attack, no one would be able to get close to him.

And with the tidal patterns, the body would be carried out, never to be seen again.

But then Craig showed up and a front came in and the body got caught in a drag.

You had a bad run -- almost as bad as Rory.

-Were you fired for being a fantasist?

-Were you just so relieved when Craig came in without him?

-Okay, are you finished?

-No.

Now, the watch.

I got to admit that had me stumped for a bit.

But if the police or Soraya hadn't discovered that hotel app, well, that would've led to Rory being a cheat, and that would've led straight back to you.

So you deleted the app and you planted the watch, just to throw Craig under the bus.

-Okay.

Good luck proving any of that.

-Oh, sweetheart.

They're exhuming the body.

And now that the lab knows what to look for, it's just too easy.

-He -- He only wanted to tell the truth because the guilt was getting in the way of his sleep and his training.

I mean, at least my niece or nephew isn't gonna live with a narcissist rising off the back of my sister's success anymore.

[Handcuffs click] -But isn't that what you were doing?

And you didn't want to lose it.

-Can I at least say "goodbye"?

I mean, I might not see her again.

-What the hell is wrong with you?!

How could you do this?!

[Shouting indistinctly] -Who knew, eh?

Rory's dad was right.

-Yeah, it must be nice to have a dad look our for you like that.

-I reckon you're probably a pretty good surfer.

-Once upon a time, maybe.

It's a rare sport where you can look ahead to see what's behind.

-Wow.

Deep.

-Goodnight.

-You want a ride?

-No.

I'm good.

Thanks.

-What, are you gonna go catch a wave?

-Something like that.

♪♪ ♪♪ -You all right?

-Yeah.

I used to stay here when I was little.

-Oh.

Oh, you're going the wrong way!

[Shouting indistinctly] -It's a great house.

Soon, darling.

Soon.

-I have never been so grateful to walk to an averagely stocked supermarket in my life.

-Thank heavens for small mercies, eh?

Get the goods?

-Yes.

You know, I was thinking on the way home, "Why would Eden throw away her whole life instead of telling the truth?"

-Fear -- the great motivator.

-Poor Soraya.

Her boyfriend, now her sister.

It's... -Please.

She'll live.

Here you go, darling.

-Hey, about the other day -- I feel bad for laughing when you told me that story about... [Music playing on stereo] Yeah.

I'm gonna have a shower.

-Missing you already!

♪♪ ♪♪ [Beep, air-conditioner whooshing] ♪♪ [Sighs] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪