♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Footsteps ] [ Clicking ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Clicking ] [ Gunshot ] [ Screaming ] [ Music playing over headphones ] [ Screaming ] ♪♪ [ Music playing over headphones ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Ahh!

♪♪ [ Grunts ] ♪♪ [ Rattling ] Ahh!

[ Door opens ] ♪♪ [ Door closes ] ♪♪ Ahh!

[ Breathing heavily ] ♪♪ Ahh.

Come on!

[ Gunshot ] [ Shouts ] [ Thud ] [ Music playing ] [ Sirens wail ] [ Police radio chatter ] -Police have confirmed that at 11:50 last night, an unarmed security guard was gunned down... -...this shooting is connected to previous shootings in the city... -♪ Cold ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Fall, don't be scared about it ♪ ♪ Don't forget what's real ♪ ♪ Do you remember the way it made you feel?

♪ ♪ Do you remember the things that it made you feel?

♪ -Jane Halifax.

[ Police radio chatter ] -Hey.

I want to show you something.

[ Police radio chatter ] [ Camera shutter clicks ] You have an uninterrupted view of the outdoor cinema.

You could save a fortune on tickets if you could lip read.

-Who was the victim?

-Zika Latal.

He was enjoying a beer and an outdoor movie with his mates.

He was the first victim.

-First victim?

-There was a second victim.

Security guard that worked in this building.

-Yeah, we think he disturbed the shooter up here, and then when he tried to escape to that stairwell, he was shot and killed.

-His name was Rohit Sharma.

He was 26.

He had a kid.

I have spoken to the victim's supervisor.

His shift covered a dozen of these multi-story carparks.

He would drive between them, walk the ramps, check everything, move on to the next one.

-Last night, he did something different, didn't he?

-Yeah.

Normally, his route is east to west, and last night, he reversed that order.

He caught our shooter unaware.

Maybe this is our shooter's first mistake.

-No.

Jane's right.

This was the victim's mistake, not the shooter's.

[ Camera shutter clicks ] ♪♪ [ Car door opens ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Jane, I left you a note so we didn't have to do this.

-A threat was made against me and obviously my family.

You could still be in danger.

-If someone hates you that much, don't you think that I could be in more danger when I'm actually with you?

-Possibly.

-Jane, if you were really worried about me, you would have told me about the letter.

No one knows I'm here.

Like, I've got Turd, I've got my minders that follow me everywhere.

I'm safe.

-I still want you to stay with me.

-And I want to spend more time with my mother.

-Okay.

Just call me if you need anything.

♪♪ -Now, ignoring the security guard, which we can assume was unplanned, we're focusing on the original victim.

Zika Latal has no known enemies, according to his wife.

Everyone loves a stockbroker.

-His bank accounts, they check out.

-Phone records indicate nothing amiss.

Even sponsored a family from a Third World country.

-That's your cue to tell me he's the kind of guy that make stockbrokers look good.

-Right.

-I'm working my way through the drivers of cars that were in the carpark overnight.

No one's reported anything suspicious.

-Forensics just came back.

Security guard was shot with a 9mm Beretta.

-So he was prepared for something like this.

-Well, he might have been prepared, but he won't like things not going to plan.

-I'm Sharon Sinclair, and I'm the author of this wonderful book, "Many Lies, One Mind," and you are watching "You're Killing Me..." -Now, do you wanna tell me about Sharon Sinclair?

-Sharon?

I haven't thought about Sharon in 20 years.

Why?

-I'm a complete crime fiction tragic.

I thought I recognized her name from somewhere.

That somewhere turned out to be the front of one of your files.

-Crime fiction?

She's a expert on that.

Well, she was convicted of double homicide.

-Her father and stepmother?

-I was an expert witness for the prosecution.

At the time, she was pleading dissociative identity disorder, or multiple personalities.

She claimed that Sharon wasn't the one who killed her parents, it was another personality.

-Um, as a result of that, I... [ Inhales deeply ] ...became quite unwell, mentally ill. -Well, I think you should have a look at this.

Have a seat.

-I acted out, you know, in a really very violent way, I admit that, and I went to prison, which of course, well, is the perfect place to study the criminal mind.

Unless of course, like, you're someone like a Jane Halifax, where you get all kinds of damaged people delivered to your doorstep and you can study them at your leisure.

-How do I know that name?

-Oh, she's a forensic psychiatrist.

She's also been in the press because her husband got murdered.

-Oh, of course.

-Mm.

-So awful, isn't it?

-Her work is not based on fact, but conjecture, so her opinion is just that.

It's just an opinion.

Who knows?

She may have produced more fiction in her professional life than I have, and I've produced six books!

-Okay, yeah.

-Jane, she's violent and bears you a grudge.

We should consider her a suspect in Ben's murder.

-I'm putting her on the list.

-Oh, no.

Don't bother.

She's just exploiting her connection to me to sell books.

-She did bludgeon two people to death with a fire poker.

I know her.

She's just an attention-seeker.

Don't waste your time on people like Sharon Sinclair.

-[ Sighs ] -Pretty soon this city's gonna be running out of middle-aged males.

♪♪ -Ben shouldn't be up here.

His murder's about me.

It's got nothing to do with this.

-Well, Mila's not treating it as separate, so until it's solved, it remains a part of the investigation.

-And what does Mila have to report?

I know you've got an active shooter, Tom, but Ben's killer is still out there.

[ Sighs ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Breathing quickly ] -You okay?

-Yeah, just give me a sec.

♪♪ [ Breathing heavily ] ♪♪ [ Inhales sharply ] [ Helicopter blades whirring ] -Police still haven't released the identity of the man who was shot dead last night in what appears to be the latest... -What the police aren't saying is what's being done to protect our city.

I mean, how many more lives... -...spokesperson for Taskforce Stingray would not be drawn on whether last night's shooting now forms part of... -...until the city is deemed safe by authorities.

[ Bang ] -[ Sighs ] -[ Grunts ] [ Machine thunks ] Unh.

Unh!

[ Machine thunks ] Unh!

[ Fence jingles ] Oof!

Oh!

-Oh, God.

[ Laughing ] I'm sorry.

Is it that time already?

Mnh!

-Sorry for interrupting your exercise.

-Oh, it's part of my writing process.

Helps me flesh out a character.

How can I help?

-Oh, thank you.

This is -- this is just an informal chat.

We're speaking to a number of people that Dr. Halifax worked with.

-Oh, well, you're going to be busy if you're gonna talk to all the people that Jane Halifax has assessed.

I'm surprised she can still remember me, although it's kind of nice to think that I might be one of the more memorable crazies.

Except, of course, I wasn't crazy, in her view.

-Dr. Halifax's partner, Ben Sailor, was murdered on the night of July 25.

-And I am one of the persons of interest.

Yes, I heard what happened to her husband.

It was awful, awful.

-July 25, Ms. Sinclair.

Do you happen to remember where you were?

-Oh, God.

I've just been buried in press for the book.

Um, I think July 25 I was at a reading in Yarraville.

-Okay.

Great.

-Want me to take that?

-Oh, thanks.

And what time did that finish up?

-10:00.

10:30.

-Okay.

-Mm-hmm.

[ Chuckles ] -Tell me about Dr. Halifax.

[ Pen clicks ] -Haven't seen her in 20 years, so... -She gave evidence for the prosecution in your trial, didn't she?

-Mm-hmm.

It was very compelling.

Erroneous, but it was compelling.

-Erroneous?

♪♪ You received a major sentence.

Have you forgiven her?

-You know, it's not a question of forgiveness, 'cause...

I wouldn't have all this success if I hadn't gone to prison.

I'm very grateful.

[ Chuckles ] -Guess which crime writer's palatial home I've just been to?

-Oh.

And what'd you make of our famous novelist?

-I'm not really sure.

She was certainly working the charisma thing big-time.

Look, she even signed a book for me.

-Yes, well, she wants everyone to love her.

-Well, she loves you.

-I don't think so.

-No, no, she insists that she has you to thank for her career.

-Oh, maybe I should ask to share in the profits, then.

-No, I've already got it.

You should have a read, though.

It's all about reversals of truth.

-Reversals of truth?

Oh, she's an expert in those.

-[ Scoffs ] -Uh, hey, listen -- -Hm?

-You doing anything tonight?

-Oh, are you asking me out?

-Yes.

No.

Well...no.

I've got a gallery opening to go to, and... you could use the distraction.

I could use the company.

-Oh, thank you.

Um...I got to work tonight.

I -- -Oh.

See you tomorrow.

-Yeah.

♪♪ -♪ Carry me down to the better shores ♪ ♪ I'll sink to swim ♪ ♪ This brighter side ♪ ♪ It seems to be ♪ ♪ It lasts this day ♪ ♪ I'll breathe the air ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'll breathe the air ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Hey.

-Hey.

-Always interesting to see yourself blown up.

If you know what I mean.

-Yeah.

♪ You could have been just a friend of mine ♪ ♪ Not a foe to me ♪ -Sorry, can we... [ Clears throat ] -Yeah, of course.

-Thanks for being here.

-Doesn't mean I'm moving back.

-I know.

-Does it, um...

Does it help you to think like a sniper?

-What?

-To look at the world through a viewfinder?

-Oh.

Um...

I've never actually thought about it.

-I don't know, it's - just...

I don't know what I'm saying.

-No, no, no, it's a really interesting observation.

-What's an interesting thought?

[ Chuckles ] Hello.

I saw the invitation on Zoe's bed.

-Oh.

-I wasn't snooping.

[ Laughs ] Wow.

I didn't realize you were an artist, too.

Maybe you could show me through your exhibition.

-Oh, uh -- I think that's probably best if you do that without me.

-Zoe, you show me?

-Yeah.

Yeah, of course.

-Oh, God, I'm so glad I came.

I hope you don't mind.

I just thought it was probably the only way I was gonna get to see you, and I wanted to apologize.

[ Voice breaking ] I've behaved badly, and I'm sorry.

Grief is a... unpredictable beast.

-It is.

-This is gonna really help me.

Make up some time that we've missed out on.

♪♪ -I'm sorry.

I had no idea that she'd just turn up like that.

-Well, it was a way to kill a party.

-She did apologize.

-Not for everything.

-What Dad did was stupid.

♪♪ -Zo, I know you want a relationship with her, and I'm not -- I'm not trying to shrink you.

I'd... [ Sighs ] I'm just looking out for you, that's all.

-I think she's broke.

-Did she ask you for money?

-No.

-Just be careful.

-I will.

Is there any wine left?

-Uh, I have a feeling I drank it all.

-And yet you're so completely articulate.

- Yeah, well that's years of training.

-Ahh.

[ Sighs ] I'm gonna head off.

-Night.

[ Smooch ] -Night.

Thanks for coming.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Exhales deeply ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Dr. Halifax.

-Sharon.

What are you doing here?

-Went to the theatre.

♪♪ -It's been awhile.

-20 years.

You look just the same.

-You look very well.

Success suits you.

-We're on the bestseller list.

It's extraordinary, isn't it?

Given all those undeserved years I spent in prison.

-You and I both know a jury found otherwise.

-I wasn't well when you knew me.

I wasn't in my right mind.

-Well, I think we have to agree to disagree on that one.

-Did you ever think, just for one moment over all those years, that you might have been wrong?

-No.

♪♪ -No, 'cause Dr. Jane Halifax is never wrong.

She always knows the answer.

♪♪ -For four days, the city has been under siege, with authorities... -...introduce new legislation, which will give police... -The government is simply being reactive... -...more powers to reckon down suburbs and tighter search powers.

Civil rights lobbies have said the move is in contravention to the freedom of movement amongst the general public.

[ Police radio chatter ] -Can we get a photo, please?

-Can we please get a photo?

-[ Screams ] -You alright, mate?

-[ Yelling in pain ] -I think he's been shot.

He's been shot!

-[ Screaming ] -Can we get some help?

♪♪ -Here.

Come on, let's go!

-[ Over police radio ] Shots fired, active shooter.

Rooftop, central west.

-Got a visual.

He's gone through, he's gone through.

[ Sirens wail ] ♪♪ [ Police radio chatter ] ♪♪ -The suspect has been spotted on the roof.

♪♪ -Up there!

♪♪ [ Helicopter blades whirring ] ♪♪ -Drop the weapon!

♪♪ -[ Breathing heavily ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Come and get it.

♪♪ -I said, drop the weapon!

[ Gun cocks ] -It's right here.

-Put the gun down and we can talk.

-No more talking.

-You're not getting out of here!

-What are you waiting for?

No!

-I've got the gunman!

-Ahh!

No!

-Get down, I said!

-No!

Get off me!

-Get down now!

Put your hands behind your back!

Put your hands behind your back!

-No!

-Don't move!

I said, don't move!

-Ohh.

Ahh.

-Stay down!

-[ Groaning ] ♪♪ [ Cellphone rings ] -Yes, Tom?

-We've got him.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Machine beeps ] [ Camera shutter clicks ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Well.

♪♪ -Thanks, guys.

♪♪ -Howard Vail.

-Yes.

-Can you tell me what happened to him?

-I shot him.

-Okay.

And what'd you shoot him with?

-Semi-automatic.

-The one we found you with?

-Yes.

-Why?

-Didn't like the way he looked.

-That's a bit of an extreme reaction, don't you think?

-Well, I'm an extremist.

-What does that mean?

You get instructions from someone?

A group?

We're searching your house right now.

We'll be taking laptops, hard drives, phones, the lot.

Talk to us about it now.

If the information proves useful, it could help you.

♪♪ -I'm not helping you.

♪♪ -Perhaps I could persuade you to change your mind.

♪♪ Joseph Bristo.

George Azzopardi.

Zika Latal.

Rohit Sharma.

Is that helping you at all?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Like I said...

I'm an extremist.

♪♪ [ Indistinct chatter ] -[ Sighs ] -What?

-Counterterrorism are sending someone over, and the Premier's been calling.

-Yeah, I bet the politicians are wetting themselves.

There's nothing like catching a terrorist to boost the polls.

-The terrorism angle... but I am quite happy to go in there and take apart a lone wolf.

-Happy?

-Yeah.

Aren't you?

-No.

It doesn't suit me.

I hate this.

I would rather that the shooter was an evil genius rather than have all these innocent people murdered by a pathetic moron.

-Is it him?

-Yep.

Just waiting for the official word from forensics, then we can lock him up and throw away the key.

-We might need a trial first.

-You're not gonna get this one off.

-Do you think it's him?

-He admitted to everything so easily, I'm... -Do you want me to talk to him?

-No, well, you can't, 'cause it's a conflict of interest.

She can't.

-This has got nothing to do with Ben.

-Yet.

-I don't think it would hurt if you went in there and rattled his cage a bit.

Why don't you have a go?

-Sure.

[ Indistinct chatter ] -Thank you, officer.

Hello, Duncan.

-Who are you?

I'm Dr. Jane Halifax.

I'm a forensic psychiatrist.

-A what?

- I'm called on by the police and the courts to evaluate competency to stand trial, and I'm also often called on to evaluate a person's mental state at the time of the offence.

-I knew what I was doing.

I wanted to do it, so you can just... call your mates back in.

-Why are you in such a hurry?

Do you need to get home?

-[ Scoffs ] -Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself?

About your home.

-What's that got to do with anything?

-Well, I'm just curious.

We're in no rush.

-It's a house.

It's a normal house.

-Yes, and what else?

-I don't know.

A garage.

Mailbox.

Always full of junk.

[ Chuckles ] -And?

-I don't--I don't know.

Color of the walls?

They're yellow.

Carpets are blue and...

It's...okay.

-What else?

What about your family?

Oh...off.

-No.

-[ Clears throat ] Listen.

-What's happening at home?

-Listen.

Listen.

-Something's not right, is it?

-Yeah, something's not right.

I shot five people.

-Six.

-Five, six.

You lose count.

-No, you don't.

♪♪ -[ Sighs ] ♪♪ -What happened at home, Duncan?

-There is no home.

♪♪ -Did they leave last night or this morning?

-Maybe we just talk about the people that I killed.

-Was it your wife?

Did she take the kids?

♪♪ They're not coming back, are they?

♪♪ I don't have a family anymore, either.

♪♪ You feel like you've got nothing left to live for.

And it's okay to feel that way, but it is not okay to provoke someone into ending things for you.

-[ Sobs quietly ] ♪♪ -'Cause then they'd have to live with that.

♪♪ -A bloody copycat.

This guy isn't our sniper.

-The, um... the man that I shot.

Is he gonna be alright?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Ugh.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Door buzzes ] -Oh.

-You're the only person I know that would be up this late.

-Oh.

-Yeah.

-Come in.

Is that for me?

-I took a punt.

The Premier just gave me an earful.

They're talking about shutting down all the schools.

-Well, people are frightened for their families.

-I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad my family's in the United States.

Oh, Jesus, Jane.

I'm sorry, that was very insensitive.

-No, it's fine.

You must miss them.

-Yeah, well... -Are you good cop or bad cop?

-Good cop.

Easy to be the good cop when you hardly ever see 'em.

You know, they shoot me a text every now and then, but I have a feeling I miss them more than they miss me.

-Well, they're boys.

Probably just don't know how to tell you.

♪♪ -I -- I came here to see how you were.

-I'm okay.

[ Glass clinks ] -Now, Jane, listen to me.

We're in a cone.

Whatever happens in this apartment stays in this apartment.

-I am okay.

-Yeah.

♪♪ -What about you?

-What about me?

-You seem to be self-medicating.

-The wine?

I do believe it's in one of the food groups.

-Okay.

[ Glass clinks ] -[ Sighs ] I'm just, um...

I'm just dulling the senses.

♪♪ -Yep.

[ Sighs ] -For two weeks now, the city has been under siege... -Yesterday, police arrested a lone gunman believed to be a copycat offender.

-Police are no closer to discovering the identity of the mystery shooter.

-Jane.

I looked into Sharon Sinclair's alibi.

She was at a book reading that night, but it finished at 8:00, not 10:30.

-Whereabouts?

-Yarraville.

-So she would have had time to get across town, then.

-Yeah.

-What's going on, Bronski?

-[ Clears throat ] The -- the Sinclair alibi doesn't check out.

-In what world do we share information with the widow of a victim?

-Tom.

-This is police business.

We'll take care of Sinclair.

Bronski?

My office.

-Yep.

-Thanks.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ - Are you -- are you gonna tape me?

- Yeah, if you don't mind.

- It was Joey.

He's... he's a naughty boy, but he means well.

- I'd like to know all about him.

- Mrs... She's such an optimist.

Nothing gets her down, nothing.

Not -- - What about other incidences where you lost blocks of time?

- Oh... Um, well, everyone's read about them.

The trouble is, I can't remember half the crazy things I'm supposed to have done.

I'd had a really busy day and I was very tired... [ Sniffles ] ...and um, I took my make-up off, um... and I lazed in the bath for a long time, and I went to bed -- - This is my life!

My life!

-Good, good!

Because I'm not gonna stand here any longer and listen to you call my life a total reversal of the truth, because that's what you said, isn't it?

[ Rewinding ] Good, good!

Because I'm not gonna stand here any longer and listen to you call my life a total reversal of the truth, because that's what you said, isn't it?

Because I remember, me, Sharon Sinclair, I remember.

My father was bad and he deserved to die!

Now, you can call it NPD, you can call it what you like.

But I call it retribution!

[ Rewinding ] Now, you call it NPD, you can call it what you like.

But I call it retribution!

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Rewinding ] He deserved to die!

Now, you can call it NPD, you can call it what you like.

But I call it retribution!

[ Button clicks ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cellphone ringing ] ♪♪ -Jane, can you, um -- can you call me back?

I'm looking for Sharon's file and I can't seem to put my hands on it.

You don't have it, do you?

Anyway, give me a buzz back.

Thanks.

-What's going on with Sharon Sinclair?

-[ Sighs ] I think Jane's taken her file.

She's not answering her phone.

I'm worried she's gone out there.

-You're driving.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Engine stops ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Dr. Jane Halifax.

See, I knew you'd come eventually.

-Why's that?

-'Cause you want to apologize.

You know, for what you did to us.

-I never did anything to you, Sharon.

-Well, let's just agree to disagree, shall we?

Come on in.

Would you like a cup of tea or water?

Wine?

[ Chuckles ] I'm just finishing up.

[ Cellphone buzzes ] There's even some cheese there.

[ Laughs quietly ] [ Cellphone chimes ] You like my paintings?

-I thought you were more into writing these days.

-I am, but painting's still my passion.

They're all mine, except... that one.

♪♪ -What are you doing with that?

♪♪ -I liked it.

♪♪ -You know Ben was murdered.

-Why have you got that up there?

-Because... it really spoke to me.

♪♪ -I think you're very talented.

♪♪ Grief can feel endless, can't it?

One minute you make friends with it, and then the next it can eat you alive.

-[ Breathes shakily ] ♪♪ -Your face is so full of pain.

-[ Crying ] -"Beware, lovely Jane..." -W-What?

-"...for a terrible retribution is at hand."

♪♪ -You...killed him!

-Ahh!

-No, don't!

[ Coughing ] -[ Sobbing ] ♪♪ [ Beeps ] [ Calling ] -[ Growling ] Put it down!

Who're you calling?

You put it down!

What are you doing?

-What do you -- -Why did you come?

Sharon doesn't wanna hurt you.

-You killed Ben.

-No!

-You killed Ben.

-Ben didn't do anything wrong.

We didn't kill Ben.

-You're lying.

-We didn't kill Ben!

-You're lying!

-No, we didn't kill Ben!

Why would we kill him?

He didn't hurt us!

[ Sirens wail in distance ] [ Knife clatters ] Oh... [ Muttering indistinctly ] We--we wrote the note, but we didn't kill Ben.

[ Crying ] We didn't.

Please don't hurt me.

We only wanted to stay here!

I don't wanna go away!

Please don't send me away!

[ Whining ] I didn't hurt anybody.

I didn't hurt anybody!

Oh, no.

Don't send us away!

Please don't send us away!

-♪ I'm a heavyweight ♪ ♪ I'm a left turn ♪ ♪ I am a top floor of a bad burn ♪ ♪ Tell you, my lips don't meet ♪ ♪ Heavy breath, sharp teeth ♪ ♪ At the park in the streetlight coming undone ♪ ♪ Take a hit in a fist fight, coming undone ♪ ♪ In a cab on a weeknight, coming undone ♪ ♪ I'm coming undone, I'm coming un... ♪ -You alright?

-I'll call the CAT team.

-♪ I don't wanna hurt nobody ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'm broke, so strange ♪ ♪ 'Cause you bathe in loose change ♪ ♪ When my face hits yours ♪ ♪ The crowd applauds ♪ ♪ At the park in the streetlight coming undone ♪ ♪ Take a hit in a fist fight, coming undone ♪ ♪ In a cab on a weeknight, coming undone ♪ ♪ I'm coming undone, I'm coming on ♪ ♪ I don't wanna hurt nobody ♪ ♪ I don't wanna hurt nobody ♪ ♪ I don't wanna hurt nobody ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Sighs ] Sharon Sinclair has a watertight alibi.

♪♪ She went to dinner with her publisher after the book reading.

-She just wanted my attention.

-She assaulted you and wrote you a threatening letter.

-I'm responsible for Sharon going to prison for 20 years, Tom, when she needed my help.

Can we just let her be?

-You know that's not how it works.

♪♪ -Well, I can't do this anymore.

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