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I really think they make up
the weather forecast.

Easing up early evening my arse.

If anything, it's getting worse.

I should probably think
about getting you two home.

Maybe just a little longer.

-It is a celebration.
-Yeah.

Or a commiseration if
it turns out that I've failed.

You won't have failed.

Well, either we go now,
or we wait it out.

Oh.

Wait it out.

Think everyone else knows
something that we don't know?

I can't remember the last time
this place was so dead.

Eh? Where? Here?

-Yeah, just on...
-Here?

A spot.

Mm.

Uh, can I settle the bill, June?

Sure.

Those two are hoping
for a lock-in.

Here you go.

Why am I paying
for Glenn's pints?

Glenn!

You said, "Have a pint on me."

Apint.

Pint, pints.
Semantics.

Oh, shit.

Oh, my.
That's all we need.

How long you been working
for the Russians?

Oh!
I am about to shove your phone

where the sun don't shine,
comrade.

You got dodgy wiring, June?

June's wiring's fine.

Has your phone signal gone?

-- Yeah.

There's an old emergency
generator in the storeroom.

I'll give it a gander.

What's the worst
that could happen?

He could blow up the generator,

and we could all die
in a massive inferno.

Do we know what's happening?

June, get the radio.

Oh, yeah.

The surprise ferocity
of the storm

has resulted in power out
across the south side of Dublin

with the loss of several mobile
phone masts in the Dalkey region

and a number of rivers
bursting their banks.

The Gardai report the Bray Road
is impassable

and are advising people
to stay where they are

until emergency services
clear the debris.

-The bill. We're leaving.

Did you hear the report?

Yeah.
We'll take our chances.

So the emergency services
are going to be

too busy saving you idiots
from yourselves

to drain the damn roads?

I can't even do your bill.

The till's not working.

You can wait a while, friends.

So we have to stay?

Yeah. Seems so.

June, your landline?

Sorry, Harry.

I let it go years ago.

Damn it!

I wanted to call Charlie

and tell him
Lola was going to be late.

-Whoa, Glenn!
-Whoa, Glenn!

The hero!

Don't know how long
she'll stay on.

Looks a bit knackered.

Nasty whiff of petrol off her,
too.

-Give him another one.
-Oh.

He deserves it.

Thanks, Harry.

Really? Now?

I'm expecting a farmhouse
to go flying by any minute.

Oh.
I get that reference alright.

Those little bastard
flying monkeys

still scare the shit out of me.

There's someone banging.

Ah...

Hello?
Is somebody in there?

-Help!
-People locked in car boots

is rarely a good thing, Harry.

I'd say we're either looking at
a kidnapping

or a game of hide-and-seek
gone seriously wrong.

Happened to a cousin of mine
in Cardiff.

Nine days he was in there.

On the plus side,
he did win the game.

Kidnapping or hide-and-seek?

Knock once for kidnapping,

-twice for...

Kidnapping.
I thought so.

My cousin will be pleased.
His record still stands.

Just stop about your cousin.

Right you are.

The kidnapper must be
inside the pub.

We've got to make sure
that Fergus and Lola are safe,

and we've got to get
this guy out of here.

I can try and jimmy
the boot open.

No, no, then the kidnapper
will know.

We mustn't alert him,
if we can help it.

I'll be back.

Don't mind me!
Bit of a leak!

I've a bit of a leak meself,
pal!

You're gonna have to say
something to June, Harry.

While he was getting that, June
kept on giving me funny looks

and asking me questions

like "Why does Lola
have to go upstairs?"

Did Lola go upstairs?

Well, yeah,
but she wasn't happy about it.

Bugger!

Come on! One last try!

-Yah!
-Ah! Oh!

Alright, let's get him out.

Alright, boy.
You're gonna be fine.

-Glenn?

Get me some water.

What's your name?

Max.

Why were you kidnapped?

Masked...

They had a gun.

They hit me.

What's the capital of Peru?

Glenn.

Well, you were all
asking questions.

Why would someone
want to kidnap you?

My fiancé.

Her family's rich.

Nasty.

I reckon I can sew him up
with a needle

and thread,
but I may have to intubate.

I'll need a pen
and a small knife.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Back off there, Dr. Death!

Glenn, can you get to the
Garda station and get Charlie?

In this weather?

It's a suicide mission.

Count me in.

I'll be there and back
in a jiffy.

Well, it won't be easy.

Don't you worry about me.

I fought a bear once.

I don't think bears are gonna be
an issue tonight, Glenn.

Hang in there, buddy.
I'm gonna get help.

And the answer was Lima.

I'll be back as ASAP
as possible.

Fergus, we're gonna have
to find out who did this.

Let's just ask who owns the car.

Why don't
we just say, "Hello, there.

Anybody engaged in a spot
of kidnapping this evening?"

Oh, use that big brain of yours!

I'll start with the two guys

that are really anxious
to leave.

You take Mr. and Mrs. Dull.

What do you mean?
The couple in the booth?

Yes, but first we're gonna have

to let June know what's going
on. We're gonna need her help.

Got it.

Everybody, can I have
your attention, please?

While we wait for the roads to
clear, drinks are on the house!

-Alright!

The chef's gone home,
but we have crisps and nuts.

Nice one.

Two. Nice.

Crazy, this, isn't it?

I'm Harry, by the way.

Oh, that's a cool name.

I'm Dean.

Whoa, lovely dart!

You should teach my nephew.

We're out here celebrating.

He just finished his junior.

Oh, I never did that.

Actually celebrating meself.

Ooh, do tell.

Well, we...

With a free bar, we don't need
that. I'll put it like that.

Do you want to play?

Me? Oh.

Nobody in a 5-mile radius
would come out of it alive.

-Right.

So just chatting then, eh?

Yeah.

Food's alright here, isn't it?

Delicious, yeah.

You here with your gran?

Yeah.

Yeah, can't let her out alone.

Old-timers' disease, you know?

I'm Fergus.

Neil. Jessica.

It's our
10th wedding anniversary.

-Oh.
-We thought we'd go wild.

-You...

You heading out somewhere else
after this then?

Just home.

Oh. Oh, right.

Oh, you'll think
we're terribly dull.

I'll let you in
on a little secret --

We're going to binge
Series 6 of "Grey's Anatomy."

I, uh...better go check on Gran.

That Dean and Willie --
definitely hiding something.

What about the couple
you were talking to?

The ones that look like
they have a dogging fetish.

Yeah, that, or swingers. I mean,
really, really boring swingers.

I'll take the single guy
in the corner.

Why don't you go check on Lola

and then try to talk
to the woman near the darts?

Oh, so, um...

he's single, then, is he?

Oh, scram, cheeky!

Mm.

Mm...mm.

Alas, it's a sparse library.

Sparser than you think.

The sin of our times.

A choice of popular books
or, in this case, fake books.

But forgive me.

I am what they call
a literary snob.

Well, some are popular
for a reason.

This one?

-It's a take on "King Lear."
-Mm.

"Why should a dog, a horse,
a rat have life,

and thou no breath at all?"

Hmm. Interesting
you picked that quote.

Well, I am a father,
and Lear's inability

to accept Cordelia's death
affects me.

My daughter means everything
to me.

But I digress.

I see you're a fellow reader.

Books are truly the second
greatest love of my life.

And the first?

-Mm.
-Hmm.

I'm Harry, by the way.

Oh, Bogdan.

So...

you have a beloved daughter.

You know your Shakespeare.

No. No, let me guess --
You are a lawyer.

Ouch. Oh.

In Bulgaria, lawyers are
considered worse than the press.

Ah. So what is it
that you are in Bulgaria?

I made my fortune selling
cheap cosmetic surgery

to stupid foreigners
with too much money,

but my brother owns
the largest clinic in Sofia

and most of the business,
so I started a new venture here.

And now I am tainted
in your eyes.

You thought I was a man
of the law,

but I'm a mere merchant
of vanity.

And you,
a lady of natural beauty,

have no time for the needle.

Well, I suppose you came here
tonight in your Porsche.

Well, as it happened, I had
some business in the bank

and intended to walk home,
but the lure of the pub.

Oh.

"The best laid schemes
o' mice an' men."

The Porsche is in my garage.

Sloppy. Sloppy.

No, I don't think he was
in "EastEnders" before that.

Maybe it was "Neighbours."

Definitely not "Neighbours."

Oh, no, no.

So, you fancy a game
once the lads are finished?

You're both too young
and too male, love.

Yes!

That's it.
Well done.

Not a chance.

-Oh, Glenn!

Did you slip
when you out for a cigarette?

-Harry.
-Have you had a bloody lobotomy?

Come on. Let's just get you
all cleaned up.

-I'm sorry, Harry.
-Oh, my goodness.

-Look at the mess of you!
-I tried!

Oh, no, no.
This is ridiculous.

Come on.
Let's get you cleaned up.

Christ, Glenn,
what were you thinking?

Why didn't you come back in
through the back?

We don't want everyone
asking questions.

It was horrible, Harry.

I just had to get back inside.

Well, what happened
to your shoes?

I had to abort mission.

Proper trench conditions
out there.

I made it across the car park,
did a high jump over the wall,

ran a personal best mile
through the field.

That's when it all got
a bit hairy.

I could've kept going.

My toes, Harry.

My toes!

For your FYI, I've always had
very delicate foot skin.

I'm gonna have blisters
for days.

It was a big ask, sending Glenn.

What if I go?

Absolutely not.

Yeah. You're right.
I should go.

Neither of you are going!

It's not safe!

Glenn just proved that.

Well, is it any safer in here
with a kidnapper on the loose?

That's why we have to find out
who it is,

but neither of you
are going to go out

into the night in this storm.

Harry, we have spoken
to every single customer.

We're no closer to knowing
who it is.

I'm positive
it's those guys playing darts.

Seriously?

I mean, that's a bit easy.

Two working-class lads.

Don't be so anodyne.

They're the only ones behaving
remotely suspicious.

Hm.
Well, I agree with Fergus.

Of course you do.

Look, I'll quiz them, okay?

They'll be more likely
to talk to me.

Ha!

Inverted snobbery.

I meant as a young person.

And ageist to boot!

Look, you could
try talking to the one

who's hanging around the darts.

I mean, I thought
she was after the rough lads,

but I don't think they're
her type, if you get my drift.

And I'll stay up here
meditating.

You know, maybe there's some...

some cotton wool
I could wrap myself in.

I'm not sure
I really like teenagers.

Courtesy of our lovely landlady.

Ah, now.

I'll be hammered.

So what brought you here?

Oh, I'd like to say that boredom
is making me nosy,

but I'm actually just nosy.

I was supposed to be
meeting somebody.

She didn't show.

Oh! Cow!

-I even bought a new dress.
-Oh.

Well, it won't go to waste.

What did you say your name was?

I didn't, uh,
but it's Felicity.

-Oh.
-Cheers.

Cheers!

Oh! Ha!

You show 'em!

This is my third blind date.

Yeah, the first one
claimed she was 30,

but she looked older than my ma.

And then the second was so deep
in the closet

her address was Narnia.

Oh, you know,
those dating apps?

They're just the work
of the devil.

You need to do it
the old-fashioned way, you know.

Go to a nice disco, slow set...

Mm...

I wish I was here with me mates.

Had to take my gran out,
didn't I?

What?
I thought she was your aunt.

I bet she came onto you,
as well.

I don't believe that.

You're telling me, man.
It's embarrassing.

She's my nan.

Jog on, kid.

Oh, hey, man.
Nice puffer jacket.

Yeah, if you ever want another
one of those, give me a shout.

Me dad can get his hands on 'em,
under-the-counter-like.

Oi.

Who's your dad?

So, lads, see you in a bit.

They used a fence that Malky
knows to shift some jewelry.

I think they're dodgy alright,

but they're
thieving bastard dodgy,

not kidnapper dodgy.

So I was right.
They are up to something.

Damn!

Gonna have to think up
a new plan.

Alright.
Well, while you do that,

I'm gonna do another circuit
of the bar,

see if I can pick up
on anything.

I've been watching you.

You're questioning everybody.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

W-Wh--
Why would I be doing that?

I think you're trying to find
a kidnapper -- same as me.

My future son-in-law, Max,
has been kidnapped.

I'm here to pay the ransom.

I'm not sure
that I follow what --

We were contacted yesterday

and told not to alert
the guards.

I was to come here this evening
with the money

in exchange
for a set of car keys.

I'm supposed to act natural, but
I know the kidnapper is in here,

and I don't know
how dangerous he is.

If you're doing what I think
you're doing, I need your help.

How do I know
you're telling the truth?

Can you follow me
into the gentlemen's toilets

in five minutes?

I fear I'm being watched.

Wouldn't be the first time

I've snuck into the gents',
believe me.

I kept my side of the bargain.

Problem is, no car keys.

Why hasn't the kidnapper
taken the money?

I suspect the storm has thrown
his plans, so he waits.

And while he waits, I have
no idea where poor Max is.

He could be hurt, or worse.

It will break
my little girl's heart.

I gave her my word I would
get him back safe and sound.

You should leave the money here.
When he comes to get it,

he needs to feel
he's still in control.

Yes, you're right.

Come with me.

Max!

Thank God you're safe!

We're all here now, Max.

Bogdan's here to fix you up.

He's in and out.
That's a good sign.

If it was a bleed on the brain,
he wouldn't wake up.

-You're a cosmetic surgeon.
-Yeah.

I have a medical kit
in my briefcase.

I'll go and get it.

You're an amazing woman, Harry.

You've no idea
how grateful I am.

Drama.

Did anybody go outside
when we were with Bogdan?

Nobody. I mean, people
have been moving around,

but I've kept my eye on
that front door the whole time.

Where's Fergus?

Checking on Lola.

I've no disinfectant,
but a bottle of brandy

should do the same trick.

Always does in the movies.

Can we get two more coffees?

Sure.
I'll get them.

-- Oh!
-- Oh!

I knew that generator
was gonna blow.

Everyone, please try to stay
where you are.

I don't want people falling.

Eh, I did
an electrician's course

while I was on the dole.

-Glenn.
-Oh, right, yeah.

Yeah, I'm familiar
with that generator.

I'll, uh, go and try
and sort her out,

if she hasn't jacked in
altogether.

Do you think we should go down?

Nah.

They'll get them back on
in a minute.

We'll be fine.

In the dark?

We've got a big problem.

Coffees.

Everything okay?
We didn't want to move

-until the lights came back.
-Oh.

Just checking the generator
stays on this time.

-Do you need some help?
-No.

-Oh, no, no.
-Um, I mean we're fine.

Yeah.

Oh, shit!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

I got the light on,
and they were lying like that.

Give me something.
Your sweater.

Come on, Harry.
It's my third favorite!

-Glenn!

Max.
Is he definitely?

As a doornail, I'm afraid.
Poor bugger.

And this fella,
well, I've got a feeling

we're gonna need
a proper doctor for him.

He's beyond even my expertise.

The kidnappers
must be watching us.

And that generator, Harry,
it didn't blow.

Someone switched it off
on purpose.

Well, anyone could
have got to it.

It's just past the toilets.

No, he's trying to confuse us.

He wants to move around unseen.

Stay here with him.

Oh.

The kidnapper has lost it.

He's already taken the money
and killed Max,

and if we don't get help soon,
Bogdan will die, too.

Fergus, I am so not happy
about this,

but I need you to get Charlie.

No way! I'm not leaving you pair
here with the murderer!

We'll all go!

Well, what about Bogdan?

And Glenn?

-And June?
-I'll go.

I've already said no!

That's just sexist!

You'll let Fergus go and not me?

You've always said that a woman
can do anything a man can.

Oh, of course.
You're right, Lola.

Oh, God, I was being sexist.

Did we miss something?

Probably.

I'm going to get my dad.

Look, I don't think
that that's a good...

My mind's made up.
You can't stop me,

so don't even try.

Harry will kill me if you leave!

Someone has to go, and you need
to stay here and protect Harry.

I know how to get to the station
from here. I'll be fine.

Yeah, but I'll worry about you,
Lola.

I want you to be safe.

I just checked.
The window to the ladies'

leads out to the car park.

That's how the kidnappers
know we got Max,

which means it could be
any one of the women here.

-I just assumed.
-Harry.

No, we have to get Charlie.

-Lola's gone.
-What?

Look, you were worried
about her being in here

with a madman, woman,
whatever, okay?

Now you just have to worry
about her getting her hair wet.

More than bloody
getting her hair wet!

What the hell
were you thinking?!

There was no stopping her!

Besides, I'm not
the boss of her, okay?

She's gone, and we have
to stick to the plan.

I suppose she didn't lick
this independent streak

off the ground.

You'd better pray
to that great sky fairy

that she gets to Charlie safe.

Otherwise, you'll have me
and her parents to deal with.

She's tough, Harry, okay?

She'll be fine.

Sorry. Uh, has there been
any news about the road?

We really need to leave.

No news.

Sorry.
We've got kids at home, so...

She's switched seats.

Who?

How much has Felicity
had to drink tonight?

Just two glasses.

Hmm.

I'm gonna need your help again,
June.

Bloody free bars!
Lethal! Ha!

-Oh!

-My phone!
-The kitchen!

There's rags in the pantry.

What the hell?

I know you're not drunk,
and I know you weren't napping,

and if you have a gun in there,

you'd better think twice
before firing it

because ricochets can be pretty
deadly in an enclosed space.

Now maybe you'd better
start talking

before the guards get here.

The guards?

Oh, I wish the guards
were of some use.

Sorry. What are you on about?
A gun?

Why do you think I have a gun?

Well, you're up to something.

You want to know
what I've been doing?

Fine.
I'll tell you everything.

Well, this isn't
how I thought it would go.

Those two little
arseholes playing darts

conned my mother
out of her life savings.

The guards did nothing because
they said there was no proof,

so I decided to get proof.

I've been recording them
all night.

How did you know they'd be here?

I've been following them
all week.

I arrived at my ma's just
as they were leaving that day.

I-I saw their van.

"Tree surgeons."
That's what they pretend to be.

And then they diddle old ladies.

Felicity, you're a woman
after my own heart.

Did you say that was
recording all evening?

Well, I hope I didn't break it.

Uh, actually it seems fine.

I don't like this kip.

Would you relax?
It's a free bar.

I wouldn't mind another coffee.

And that's my problem -- I have
more of that bloody couple

talking about their dinner and
the weather and toilet cisterns

and barely anything of use
from those little shits!

Did you just say
"toilet cisterns"?

His pulse is very slow.

We need to keep him comfortable
until the guards get here.

Gentlemen, I know
who the kidnappers are.

What?

Turns out Felicity is my sister
from another mister,

as you would say, Fergus.

Yeah, I wouldn't say that.

Neil, I don't like
this. We've been here too long.

What choice do we have?

I say we do the swap,
leave the keys in the cistern,

-and take our chances.
-Are you crazy?

It's blowing something fierce
out here.

Dry balls.

Jesus!

Right.

So what do we do now?

I'll tell you what we'll do.

Okay, one dart each.

Whoever's furthest from
the bull's-eye takes two shots.

Prepare to get legless, love.

I'm so sorry to disturb you,
but could you, um...

help me in the bathroom?

-Yeah. Sure, yeah.
-Okay.

-- Oh!

Drink up, pal.

-Yeah!
-Go on.

One for second place.

Cheers.

Alright. Again?

Absolutely.

Hey, man, you don't happen
to own that Ford

in the car park, do you? I think
someone's tried to nick it.

Looks like the boot's
been tampered with.

Well, well, well.

Looks like Jessica's packing.

Yeah, so my ma keeps pointing
at that blondie newsreader

on the telly, and she's like,
"Why don't you just go out

with her?" you know,
and I'm like...

There. You're good.

Neil needs you, quickly,
in the kitchen.

Neil!
Jessica's in trouble.

-What?
-Before you get any ideas,

no, I'm not happy to see you,
and, yes, this is a gun

in my pocket,
or my hand, whatever.

The main thing is,
you're coming with us, boyo.

We know you kidnapped Max.

What I want to know is how the
ransom exchange became murder,

and where's the money?

We haven't killed anyone.

You will ask yourselves
one question.

"Am I feeling jammy?"

Jesus, be careful.
It's loaded.

So which one of you
slit Max's throat?

Was it you, Jessica?

What are you talking about?
We...

We never slit anyone's throat.

It worked, Harry.
Pissed as...

-farts.
-It's not what you think.

We're professionals.
Hired professionals.

Nobody was meant to get hurt,
and Neil only hit that guy

because he was putting up
a fight, yeah?

Like, we came here
to do the swap.

The deal was, the money
went in the cistern.

Then we'd exchange it
for the car keys.

Go back a bit.

Who hired you?

We don't know.
Our boss, Dave,

he's the middleman.
He sets up the deals.

25 grand.
That's our fee.

He gives us an address, that's
all, but the money wasn't there.

25K?

Why did you go out to the car?

He told me someone
had broken into the boot.

So if you'd killed Max,
you'd already...

Shit, Fergus!

God, I've been so stupid!

Keep an eye on these two,
and don't shoot!

Right you are, Harry.

Hang on. Did she say "shoot"
or "don't shoot"?

Don't!

Okay.

What?

Oh!
I've been a fool.

Bogdan's a plastic surgeon.

He knows exactly where
to cut himself

to cause
the most amount of blood

without doing any real damage.

Oh, Harry, you idiot!

So, what?
He's gone.

Just taken the money
and legged it?

I don't know.

I mean, the storm's
still raging outside.

Oh, I wonder!

Where are we going now?!

Jesus, June.
You don't hang about, do you?

Uh, excuse me for a moment.

"Books are my second love,"
he said.

Bastard!

I couldn't leave without taking
what belongs to me.

Easy, now.

I'll have that gun, thank you.

You think you're faster
than a bullet, buddy?

Christ, Glenn, give him the gun.

Otherwise,
he's gonna cut her throat.

Not a chance, Harry.

He could kill us all with this.

He'll have to prize it out
of my cold, dead...

Shit!

So, Harry, I suspect
from your expression

we're no longer friends.

Tell me, dear lady,

how did you figure it out?

The kidnappers never saw
that money.

You just placed it
for my benefit.

And then you hid it
back here in the bar...

when you went
for your medical kit, I assume.

The fee was 25K.

The bag you showed me...

Oh, clever girl.

My brother transferred 250K,
the rich, fat fool.

He knew my business was in
trouble, but would he help?

No.

Then that little gold-digging
shit Max came along.

So your problem
became your solution.

Fake the kidnap.

The agency fee was 25K,

so you just added a zero
to the ransom note

and presumably appealed to your
brother's love of his niece.

Did you always intend
to kill Max?

Of course.

He was dead the second
he laid eyes on my baby,

but this way, I get to kill
two birds with one stone.

I would say the kidnappers
took the money,

but Max wasn't in the car.

-Shakespeare. Ha.
-Excuse me?

Fathers and daughters, that...

That's how I knew.

Très "Merchant of Venice."

Shylock looking for his pound
of flesh because he...

he doesn't approve
of his daughter's choice

-in love.
-Ha! Love!

When did you decide
to take all of the money?

When you freed him, dear Harry.

My plan was to put the 25K in
the cistern and drive him off,

but when you got him
out of that boot,

well, I didn't need
to pay a penny.

Well, now, you realize,
it's over.

Ha! Far from it!

250K goes a long way,

and I'll have my wife
and daughter out of here

before they realize
what happened.

Plus, I know
a very good plastic surgeon.

Looking for this?

I thought family,
or at least sex,

was your first love,
but I guess it's money.

I could just shoot you,
you know?

Oh. Are you going to shoot
everyone here?

Ah. Oh, no,
you are a smart man.

Why don't we just let everyone
get safe?

And, here,
I'll give you the money.

You leave, and you
can keep the gun.

No!

Money!

-No!
-Ha ha.

Aah!

Oh!
Oh, no, Bogdan.

Now it really is over.

Right, 3, 2, 1.

Uh! Oh!

Don't even try it!

I told you it would have
the opposite effect, Glenn.

Thank God, Fergus,
you brave, brave boy.

-Guards!

Stay where you are!

-Lola made it, then?
-Yeah.

Yeah, she made it.

No need to keep apologizing.

Lola told me you had no idea
she'd gone,

and her mother, repeatedly.

Right, you can get a cab
after you see her, yeah?

I need to get to the station and
deal with this Bogdan character.

You will look at those
two toe-rags, won't you,

-Dean and Willie?
-Vicky's all over it.

Still trying to make amends
for banging you up.

A few old ladies
have been targeted.

Oh!

Romeo and Juliet.

A fitting end.