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I just can't believe it.
And it was kids?

Come on! Come on!
Oh, God, help us!

I promise you,
I will get you answers.

Now, that's more than
the police will do.

So, he was working for Morris?
He was working for Morris.

I'm in the process
of buying a piece of real estate.

No.
An island, to be precise.

Isle of Eris.

Seems like Jared might have been
planning to start a new life

with his mistress.
What?

Let's say you found out that
he was planning to leave you.

Well, that's a pretty strong
indicator of motive.

Until we know where Lexie Noble fits
in the bigger picture,

I don't want Morris to know
we've made the connection.

So I need you
to tread very carefully.

Can you do that for me?
Yes, sir.

It seems that your husband,
my friend, Jared,

was helping himself to my money.

�28 million in total.

So, how do we get the money back?

You'd basically have to go through
the company registers

of every legal jurisdiction.
There's hundreds of them.

OK. So, what do you need?

Secure browser, encrypted email?

Maybe this will
help you concentrate.

Mrs Noble.
I'd like to speak to you

regarding your relationship
with Cal Morris.

We might be more comfortable
speaking in the car.

I'm not getting in your car.

All right. Then can I ask you
to take a look at this, please?

What can you tell me
about this picture?

Because it looks to me as though

you're accepting payment
from Mr Morris.

Sorry, what is this?
I just want to talk.

How do I know
you're even a police officer?

I've shown you my ID.
My colleague can confirm...

No, you've accosted me
in a car park,

and you expect me
to start answering questions?

You could be anyone.
Let's just take a breath, shall we?

We're here because
I believe it's safer for you

if no-one knows we're talking.

So, how about I tell you what I know
and then you fill in the gaps?

We know that Jared
has been receiving payments

through a number of shell companies.

You do know it's perfectly legal

to operate through
a shell corporation, don't you?

We also know
that those shell companies

ultimately belong to Cal Morris.

And given Mr Morris' involvement
in criminal activity,

then the work Jared has been doing

would be classed as
money laundering.

My husband was not a criminal.

You're saying you were unaware
of their relationship?

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

Yet here you are... with Cal Morris.

You must realise
the position you're in.

Facilitating money laundering

carries a 13-year
custodial sentence.

You are a partner in a firm
that's received several payments.

I haven't worked there full-time
since my daughter was born.

They'll still assume
that you knew what Jared was doing.

They already think
you had him killed.

DI Royce has you
well and truly in her sights.

Well, she's wrong.

She's completely wrong.

Maybe so,
but she's got quite a reputation.

She's nothing if not tenacious.

You're an obvious suspect
with motive and opportunity,

and if she sees this...

well, it just confirms
that you know the kind of people

that can get that job done.

And why are you telling me this?

Cos I think you and I
can help each other.

You have access to information

that would be very useful
to my investigation,

and I can intervene on your behalf,

convince the higher powers

that DI Royce
is barking up the wrong tree,

if you help me.

Do you have your phone with you?

Yeah.

I'd like to give you my number.

Fine.

Put it under Marie, OK?

Anyone asks,
it's an old school friend.

Here.

There's a garden centre
off Ferry Road.

It's a good place to meet.
There you go.

So, think about what I've said,
and in the meantime,

say nothing to DI Royce
about your husband or Morris.

I'll be in touch.

Look after yourself.

All right, ladies and gentlemen.

Time is ticking by.

We need progress on Noble's killers.

Do we know any more
about the murder weapon?

Er, yeah,
the pathologist confirmed

that Noble's injuries were most
likely caused by a kitchen knife.

So a dagger-shaped blade
with a pointed tip.

But she couldn't be
any more specific,

and that's a pretty common design,
so...

Who's looking into the mistress?

Er, yeah. Erm, not good, ma'am.

So far, I've located a 76-year-old
in Kirkcaldy

and a teenager that moved to Canada
a year ago.

Both called Sarah Blaine,
but neither seem likely.

OK. Erm, PC Naylor,

did you run those background checks
on Lexie Noble?

Yes, ma'am, but I haven't heard back
from all the agencies yet.

OK. All right, everyone.
Back to work.

Ma'am?
DI Royce.

So, there's no sign of any insignia
or gang colours

on Noble's attackers.

Do you have anything that
will help you identify the boys?

Nothing so far.
Hm. That is frustrating.

OK, well, you'll let me know
as soon as you get something, yeah?

I want to be kept across this.
Of course, ma'am.

Right, do you have the footage

from the two cameras
on Frensham Road, around 8:10?

So, on the morning
Jared was murdered,

Lexie Noble was meant to be
going to the gym, yeah?

Yeah. Well, that's what she said.

OK, well, we see her here,
possibly on the way to the gym,

but once she makes this turn,
we lose her.

Parked up to spy on the au pair.
Hm.

Right round the corner
from where Jared is stabbed.

Maybe she just wanted to make sure

her husband was in the right place
at the right time.

I wanna talk to her again.

Didn't Guthrie say that we should...

Yeah, well,
this isn't Guthrie's investigation,

and I think
that woman's lying to us.

'Hello?'
'Mrs Noble, this is DI Jean Royce.

'Could you come down to the station,
please?

'There's some more questions
we need to ask.'

'Really? What about?'

'You may want to
bring your solicitor.'

You OK?
MIT are pulling in Lexie Noble.

Thought you said
they were backing off.

Yeah, I thought they were.

We're just trying to understand
a few things, Mrs Noble. OK.

You said you parked in a side street
to watch out for your au pair.

Yeah, that's right.

So, is that something
you do often, then?

Spying on people?

No, of course not.
For heaven's sake.

Because it suggests you've got
quite a suspicious nature.

Sorry. Sorry to interrupt,

but have you actually made
any progress

in investigating
my husband's murder?

Because there were four boys

in the middle of the street
in broad daylight.

How can you not have identified
any of them?

We're working on it.

We're also working
to identify the woman

your husband may have been
sleeping with, but...

what I find interesting is,
you didn't ask me about her.

Why would I?
Why indeed.

Especially if you already know
who she is.

Jared wasn't having an affair.

Oh, come on, Mrs Noble.

He bought two tickets to Miami
with this woman.

We know he was leaving you.

I don't care
what you think you know.

I knew my husband.

He was loving, and caring,
and generous.

He would never have done anything
to hurt me,

and he would never, ever
have left his kids.

Except, he has now, hasn't he?

Because someone decided
to end his life

and leave those children
without a father.

So who was it?

I asked you before
about Jared's clients.

What is Royce playing at?

This is not what we agreed.

Is there anyone
your husband was working with

who struck you as a bit off?

I told her she could only
ask questions about the murder,

not Morris.
Let's just see how it plays out.

Someone you only met briefly?

No, like I said,
it's just a normal client list.

No-one you'd class as dangerous?

No, absolutely not.

Stevie. Stevie.

Billy tells me that you've been
mouthing off about Jared Noble,

saying you know who had him killed.

Those were your words.
That's what you said.

And now you claim you know nothing.
STEVIE: Please, Mr Morris...

And it's really pissing me off.

You have to believe me.
It was just big talk.

A few too many bevvies.

I don't know anything.

That's the thing,
no-one knows anything.

But it wasn't anyone local,
I'd swear to it.

There's too much respect.

The Morris name, man,
you didnae mess with that.

I tell you, in the old days,

no-one wouldnae touch
one of your men.

I blame all these new chancers,

young guys thinking
they can wreck your business.

No sense of history, d'you ken?

You got any names in particular,
Stevie?

Don't have one. I don't.

Who are the boys that stabbed him?
I don't know.

I don't.

Back to work, Billy.

Oh, don't give me attitude.
Get in there.

Come on, then, son. Let's go.

Ready...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

All right, Stevie, last chance.
Give me a name.

Don't have one. I don't, I swear.

Fine. Go ahead.

Argh...

I don't know.

I really don't know.

I'm sorry,
I just think it's disgusting.

The idea they're treating you
as a suspect?

I mean, freezing your bank account,
for God's sake.

Is that really necessary?
This is how the police operate.

They pursue the line
of least resistance.

It's a lot easier for them
to go after a grieving widow

than to actually track down
the real killer.

Don't they need to
come up with a motive?

Oh, they think they have one.

Apparently, they think
Jared was having an affair.

That's ridiculous.
I know.

But they've got restaurant receipts.

What?
Nothing. Row.

No, it's rubbish.

It's just...

..Suzi Lawrence said she saw Jared
having lunch with a woman

a couple of times
in the Grassmarket.

OK.

Well, she'll have just
been a client, won't she?

That's what we said.

When was this?
Couple of months ago.

You know what Suzi's like.
People just love spreading rumours.

They see a man laughing
with some young blonde

and immediately jump to conclusions.
Oh...

They just assume the worst.

I wish I hadn't mentioned it.

Honestly, it's fine.

He's already agreed.
The whole thing's a done deal.

I know. So what's he doing meeting
with the bloody locals, then?

It won't be a problem.

Too right it won't be,
cos we have an agreement here.

Look, look...
Yeah, we know.

No, no, no. Well, I've bought it.

We'll sort it. We'll sort it.

Does he think I don't know
what he's up to? Huh?

This lord, or laird, or whatever
the hell he calls himself,

he accepted my offer.
He cannae just change his mind.

He's saying he's no longer
bound by the agreement

because the funds
weren't transferred.

He agreed to extend
the bloody deadline.

He did. Trouble is, it's given
the island community group

time to put in their own bid.

Are you telling me that
a bunch of geriatric crofters

have managed to pull �2.5 million
out their arses?

No. There's no way they'll be able
to match your offer.

So what's the problem?

He wants to be seen to be
doing right by the community.

Giving the residents a chance
to try and put together the funding.

But don't worry...

the lawyers are on it.

They'll talk him round.
Oh, they'd better.

Here. Looks like you could use one.

Place next door
does a good macchiato.

Oh, thanks.

You found my money?

Er, not yet.

Thanks.

I'm gonna trace it by finding
the duplicate companies.

But, erm, not every jurisdiction
has an online database,

and the ones that do
are sometimes incomplete.

I haven't started yet
because you told me to wait

for additional security measures.

There's a VPN on there already,

but you'll need to plug this in
every time you use it.

It'll keep
the search history private.

OK. Erm, I'm also gonna need
an email address with...

Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ, woman.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

All over the place today.

It's OK, I can still...
I can still read it.

Leave it. Leave it!
He can print you out a new one.

It's not one of the statements
from the bank.

We've got digital copies
of the fake ones, too.

All conveniently accessed through
the portal your husband set up.

Jared told me
it was a new piece of software

where I could look at
all my accounts in one place.

Looks real, doesn't it?

Take off �28 million
and it would be.

Is this fake?

Complete and utter bollocks.

Convincing, though.

We couldn't see
the cash was missing.

Jared could never have created this.

He just...
He was useless with computers.

That's why you should let me
talk to Kaz,

get him to decrypt it,
track the IP, find the source.

Of course,
that's exactly what we need,

one of your druggy hacker pals
poking around my accounts.

You got any other great ideas?

So, if it wasn't Jared, what, then?

He had someone working with him?

I don't know, I just know that
he couldn't have created this.

Was there some kind of
geeky tech guy in the office

that could do this kind of thing?

No, not really.
We use an external company,

and we just call someone in
if there's a problem.

What external company?

I don't know, but there'll be
records in the office.

I can check.
Good. You drive her.

He's giving everyone
a hard time today.

How come? Has something gone wrong?

He doesn't like it
when he can't get what he wants.

Here, you'll be needing these.
Thanks.

Oi.

Get your stuff together.
We're nearly there.

Ah, thank you for joining us.
Please, take a seat.

OK. So, I've been fully briefed
by DCI Guthrie.

He's made me aware
that Organised Crime

are in the midst
of an ongoing operation.

Cal Morris and Lexie Noble.

Routine surveillance
on Morris' house picked it up,

and it appears
to confirm our suspicions

that she is, in fact,
working for him.

Therefore, DCI Guthrie is asking
that we exercise extreme caution.

I know, but both Noble and Morris
are people of interest

in a murder investigation.
We need you to keep your distance.

At least for just now.

And this, erm, theory of yours
that Noble was the wronged wife

that you keep on pushing.
Is that going anywhere?

We're still following up
on hotel and restaurant charges.

We've also got a waitress

who recalls seeing Jared
with a fair-haired woman.

Was it a romantic dinner?

No, actually, it was a lunch.

So, she could just be a client.

It's a possibility,
but we won't know until we find her.

Well, I suggest
you should be focusing on

the boys who attacked him.
I don't think DI Royce needs

either of us to tell her
how to do her job.

No, of course.
As long as she stays away

from Lexie Noble's connection
to Cal Morris,

we won't have a problem.

Think we can manage that, don't you?

Yes, ma'am.

I just have a couple of questions.

About IT support?

Well, yeah, basically.

Cos it's not really my area.
I usually just call someone.

OK, I just was wondering
if we still use the same company.

We've used several.
They're all hopeless.

OK, but did Jared ever
deal with them personally?

Like, the IT guys?
Erm, no, I don't think so.

Usually just gave me his laptop
and then asked me to ring someone.

Right, sure.

I could give you the number,
if you like.

I'll warn you, though, they'll take
forever to ring you back. No.

Actually, though, erm...

I've been going through
Jared's diary

and there's a couple
of lunch meetings

where he hasn't put the client name.
It's a place in the Grassmarket.

Would Katie
have the record of those?

No, I don't think so.

He never really told us
who he lunched with.

OK.
Is there a problem?

No, no, it's just, erm...

just a mystery, that's all.
OK.

Sir, erm, I've just seen an article
about the island sale.

Yeah, I'm way ahead of you.

But if the laird accepts
the community group's offer...

We're screwed.

I am aware, which is why
I'm accelerating our timeframe.

Are you going to meet her?

That's my intention, yeah.

Er, well, erm, should I be there?

No, I don't think so.

I can explain
the documentation we need.

I will record the meeting and
you can listen in to what she says.

But I'm meeting a covert source.

My covert source.
It's not a bloody ride-along.

Are you new?
No. No, of course, OK.

So take a look at this other bid
and see if we can pull it apart.

'I feel for you, Mrs Noble,
I really do.

'You have found yourself
in a bad situation,

'and I'm sure you're just
trying to hold it all together

'for the sake of your kids.'

So I wanna help you.

But in order to do that,

I need to offer my bosses
something in return.

I know. Well, what?

Well, we just need you to act
as our eyes and ears.

'Pass on any information
that may come your way.'

'What kind of information?'

Well, there is this, for starters.

We know Cal Morris
is trying to buy that island,

and we think Jared was helping him.

Is that why Morris approached you?

You help me, Lexie, I'll help you.

Yeah.

He... He asked me
to help with a transaction,

but I didn't...
I didn't even know who he was then.

I...
OK. Good.

Well, I'm very interested
in linking Morris

to the purchase of this island.

According to this,
he's not buying it any more,

the residents are.

Well, if he doesn't,
we'll need to think again.

But Mr Morris usually finds a way
to get what he wants.

And in this instance,

well, it would help
our investigation if he did.

So, ideally, I need you to get me
copies of paperwork, emails...

I can't....
No, no, no. I can't do that.

They watch me all the time.

I can't take anything in or out.
I can't even have my phone.

You don't understand,

this man has threatened
the life of my little girl.

If he finds out...
It won't be for long.

You cooperate with us,

I can guarantee you will be
in a stronger position.

This isn't just about
the murder investigation.

There's also the money laundering.

You help us, and you'll be able
to negotiate a shorter sentence.

There's even a possibility
of immunity from prosecution.

But you can't guarantee
he won't kill me.

If I do this,
I'm taking a massive risk.

You need to promise me that
you will protect me and my family.

I'm not talking about
immunity from prosecution.

We are going to need
witness protection.

Otherwise, no, forget it.

OK.

'That's fair enough.

'You get us what we need,

'help us ensure
Morris buys that island,

'and we will look after you.'

I promise.

So, do we have a deal?

Yeah, OK.

Good.

Urgh. How the hell
could you have missed this?

I don't know, sir.

I carried out searches
on both "Lexie" and "Alexandra",

but somehow, it got lost.

All right?

This better be good.
I haven't even had time to shower.

You look fresh as a daisy, ma'am.

Lexie Noble has a record.

What? Somehow, Naylor missed it
on the CHS check.

I mean, Lexie was 15 at the time,

so she would have had it expunged,
but even so...

What did she do?

She only had her boyfriend
beat up her dad.

What?
Yeah.

Gave him a right going over,
apparently.

Dad ended up with broken ribs,
multiple stitches.

Lexie was convicted for conspiracy
to commit serious assault.

Look at you, eager beaver.

Listen, I've got to get this.
You head up, yeah?

Hm. OK.

Hey, babe. You missing me already?

Morning.

What are you doing in here?

Er, I...
Where's Aaron?

I'm not sure.
Sorry, did I-did I miss something?

Did I ask you to come in here?
No.

You go where I tell you to go.
Got it.

I just... I've got some information
that might help you buy the island.

So, erm, I've been looking at
the terms and conditions

of the grant that
the community group applied for,

and I think there's been an error.

Erm, basically, their bid relies
on half a million in funding

from the Settlement Initiative.

But that required them to confirm
that every member of the committee

had been resident on the island
for a minimum of 183 days per annum

for the last three years.

And then I found this article,

and it says that
two of the committee members

only returned to the island
18 months ago,

when they came off the rigs.

So?

So I don't think
they qualify for the grant,

which leaves the path clear
for you to buy it.

You been up all night doing this?
Yeah.

See, it's just there.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

So, is it true?

Is what true?

About what you did to your father.
Is that true?

Cos, I mean, if it is true, that...

..oof, that is hard-core. That's...

That's cold.

How did you find out about that?

Do you think I got to where I got to

without having some coppers
on the inside?

Please,
credit me with some intelligence.

So, tell me, tell me.

Is it true?

So, the mother came down in person?
Aye.

Clearly keen to talk.

Alexandra was...

Well, she was always
such a sweet little girl,

you know, so helpful.

When she got older...
The teenage years.

Her father and I,
we tried everything.

But in the end, we just...

well, we just couldn't
make her listen to reason.

And that's when she fell in
with that boy.

He was a lot older than she was?

He was 19.

And that's when she started
the drinking and the smoking

and God knows what else.

Her father had put his foot down.

He told her
she wasn't to see him any more,

and that she wasn't going anywhere
till we knew we could trust her.

The very next day,

that boy followed my husband
home from work

and nearly beat him to death.

So...

you believe Lexie was behind it?

I know she was.

She had him wrapped
round her little finger.

He only did what he did
because she told him to.

Lexie, are you in there?

What is it?

Kaz says he can meet us
in half an hour.

Who?

My tech guy. The big man OK'd it.

He's gonna hack
this banking portal for us.

Er, right, OK.
Come on, let's go.

Kaz, this is Lexie.
All right? How you doing?

Hi.

Here, the new design
for the dating website.

You were right, man.
We're killing it.

He's a business genius, this guy.

Er, mate, look, this is the portal
we need you to trace. Right.

OK.

Not bad.

It's a bit clunky...

but it gets the job done.

I like to be a bit more creative,
you know?

It's the small touches, fonts,
colours, that kind of thing.

You know, you should really
come to me next time.

This is just... dull.

Oh, mate, hold on.

I need you to track
the IP address, OK?

Find out where it's hosted.

That's what I was just doing, bro,

but it bounced it around
all over the place.

Proxy servers and all that shit.

Someone knew what they were doing.

Sorry, man.

Fine. Let's go.

Ma'am. Ma'am, have you got a minute?

Er, hm, not really.

I've got a court booked at 7:00.

Lexie Noble's got a conviction

for conspiracy
to commit serious assault.

What? Why am I only
hearing about this now?

There's also concerns
regarding her whereabouts

at the time of her husband's murder.
Oh, for God's sake.

So, in light of this new evidence,

I'm really gonna need to
bring her in for questioning.

The thing is,
will you tell DCI Guthrie,

or shall I?

Bed for you, mister.

I'll get it.

I'll get it.
I'll get it.

Hello, Alex.

And this must be Donny.

I just want to meet them.

How did you get my address?

Well, the policewoman asked
if I needed a lift home...

What policewoman?
DI Royce, I think her name was.

She asked me to come down to the
station to answer a few questions.

Right.
I was...

I was too embarrassed to tell her
I didn't know where you lived.

What would she have thought?

She'd have thought
I didn't want to see you.

Oh, Alex. Do we have to do this?

Does Dad know you're here?
Of course.

Your father is a good man,

and he has never
stopped loving you...

despite everything.

You mean,
despite him telling the police

I was an evil little bitch
that needed to be locked away?

Your father could have died.

Not because of me, Mum,
and you both knew that.

And yet you let them
put me in a secure unit.

You were out of control.

I mean, we had to do something.

I was just a 15-year-old girl.

It was for your own good.

'Having you take the blame
may have seemed harsh,

'but you had to learn a lesson.'

'What do you want, Mum?'

'Your father and I...'

We read about what happened
to your husband in the papers.

Jared.

His name was Jared.
He was the man that I loved.

But we'd never been
allowed to meet him, had we?

The thought of those poor children
being dragged through all of this,

well, we have a right...
Ah-ah-ah,

you don't have any rights here.

Don't be silly. My children
have got nothing to do with you.

Well, your dad and I,
we thought we could help.

Just go.
Will you calm down? No.

I would like you
to leave my house now.

You have to pull the plug.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Did you not just hear what I said?

There are direct parallels
between her husband's death

and her previous conviction,

and that's not to mention the
mountain of circumstantial evidence

that's piling up against her.

Lexie Noble is now the prime suspect
in this murder investigation.

I understand that.

Which means that any intelligence
she provides

will be considered tainted.

You use that,
you'll be risking a cracked trial.

You promised me.

And I meant it.

But that was before we learned about
your police record.

I was a kid.

And it wasn't even true.

I didn't have anything to do
with what happened.

Even so,
you were convicted of a crime

which has some
very worrying similarities

to the way in which
your husband died.

Up until now,
Royce has been a lone voice.

She's had you down
as her prime suspect,

but the powers that be
weren't convinced.

An existing conviction changes that.

She can now push forward
and charge you with murder.

This is insane.

Fact is, we are where we are.

I can't use your evidence
against Morris

because it could cause the collapse
of any future trial.

I'm sorry,
but I can't help you any more.

You're on your own.

What am I supposed to do now?

What happens when Cal finds out
I've been working for you?

There's no reason that he will.

I have led him
straight into your trap.

Because of me,
you can tie him to that island,

so if you act on that,
he is going to know it was me.

Like I said, I'm sorry,

but given the situation,
my hands are tied.

You bastard.

So, why bother?

Why not just buy it myself
as planned?

Well, it's a smokescreen.

It's an extra layer of protection
in case there's an investigation.

And it'll really strengthen
your position

when it comes to
planning permission,

issues with the local authority,

anything you wanna do
moving forward.

Look, it's gonna save you
a load of money.

What do you reckon?

It certainly has its merit.

A clever way
of disguising ownership.

Can we do it on time?

Deadline's 9:30, Monday.
I mean, it's possible...

..if we move now.

Better get yourself on a ferry,
Malky boy.

It's "their" with an E-I,
not T-H-E-R-E.

Doesn't matter, does it?
They're meant to be Dutch.

If they're Dutch, they'll speak
better English than we do.

You talk like they actually exist.

How long?
Meeting's any minute.

He's gonna need to have
something to show them.

And he will do. Be calm, man.

Thank you for coming.

A partnership like this
is a very exciting opportunity.

So I really appreciate
you meeting me

to discuss our potential investment
in your island.

And given the situation...

I know that time is of the essence.

Done.

Yeah, OK, this is good,
this is good.

And it's up.

Excuse me.

Apologies.

So, let me begin by telling you
a little about my clients.

CVB Investments.

An exciting startup
from the Netherlands.

So, what, that's it?
We just dump her?

We don't have a choice.
But you read the transcript.

Her mum practically admitted
that she lied.

It doesn't matter.
Noble was still convicted.

It's only a matter of time before
Royce finds enough to charge her.

You know what Morris will do to her.

Well, once this deal goes through,
we'll still have a way in to him.

God, I'm getting bloody deja vu.

Thanks.

DC Khan.

'Hi. We tracked the solicitor.'

Has it gone through?

'The purchase has,
but not with Morris.'

What?

'The community group
found a last-minute backer.'

Some investment group
from the Netherlands.

But what about Morris' bid?

He withdrew,
the laird accepted the lower offer.

He withdrew it?
I know. It doesn't make any sense.

Yeah.

Yeah, it does.

She's screwed us over.

What?

Don't you think it's a coincidence

that the community group suddenly
found this mysterious backer?

'Do you think it's Morris?'
'I know it's Morris.'

Here's to us.

'And I know just who
put the idea in his head.

'And I swear to God,
she's gonna pay for it.'