All language subtitles for Shakespeare and Hathaway PI S05E07 An Honest Fellow

I am so, so, so sorry.

It's when we came up to the station.

I'm sure you would have called if you
could.

Where's Ottie?

Your mum picked her up an hour ago.

My mum?

Tamara, remind Joe to buy me a card.

Joe had 19 unread reminders.

I didn't forget.

I...

I'll make it up to you. Are you here
now? Let's just enjoy our anniversary.

I love you.

I love you.

All right, croissants are in the oven.

Almond all right?

Um, yeah, sounds perfect.

Come on, not that cross.

I know you like your chocolate ones.

Don't worry, I'll put the dreaded
wedding album away.

No, no, it was the greatest day of my
life.

I just wish the, um... No.

Who is this?

You're joking, aren't you?

I knew I shouldn't have come here. Oh,
no.

Sit down, please. We're listening.

Start again.

I made a mistake.

A big one.

I went out for a drink last night after
work.

Next thing I know, it's 10am and I'm
stumbling out of a cab in my driveway.

Then I get that.

Okay, wow.

So, just a wild stab in the dark, I'm
guessing this is not your wife. I don't

even recognise her.

Or the room. How drunk was I? How drunk
would she more like? Probably an escort.

Most of their clients are married
creeps. Believe me, nobody's more

about this than I am.

I'm being blackmailed, and I don't know
why.

He calls himself Dr Eccles.

Said he's a wanted man who needs help
fleeing the country. Clearly a fake

What's he wanted for?

I don't know, but he warned me not to
get my colleagues involved, said he'd

if I did.

But he didn't mention anything about
PIs.

Look, I wouldn't be here if I had any
other choice.

Diseases desperate, grown by desperate
appliance, are relieved or not at all.

Not helpful.

How does this Dr. Eccles expect you to
help him? Money?

No. First task was to buy provision,
then get to Henley Street in 13 minutes.

I can play along for now, but I need
your help to catch this scumbag.

I'm sorry, we don't do extramaritals.

Why don't you just fess up to Emma? It's
not an option because it's our ten

-year wedding anniversary.

So I can't.

I can't lose my wife.

So please.

OK, we'll help.

Matthew and I will try and find out who
this woman is.

You can go with Keela.

Right, Hathaway, 12 minutes. Let's go.

Why do I have to get punished for this
dirty affair?

Oh!

Hathaway!

We need to talk this through.

Do you know anybody who might have it in
for you?

I'm a copper, Frank. Who doesn't?

Well,

I'll go where you ask for. Now you tell
me something. Why me?

There's a camping superstore outside
town.

I'm sending you...

Yeah,

but why me?

Forget why you. Why those items?

I can't get all this in an hour. I mean,
it'd take at least half an hour to get

there. I mean... Oh,

taxi! Taxi!

Arden Outdoors Depot, please.

As far as I can tell, she's not a local
escort, a known criminal, or an out -of

-work thespian. Well, that rules out
half of Stratford, doesn't it?

Luella Shakespeare.

What? I'm just doing my job. Anyway,
I've already looked. You can't actually

anything. But check out this whiskey
glass.

There's something embossed on it. What's
that corporate branding? I'm thinking

hotel logo.

Oh, you're good.

I've got a cab. Sorry. Did you want a
lift?

38 minutes.

No time for banter.

Large glove.

The thing is, I... Look, this is not at
all my day going either, but whatever

witty remark you have cannot be more
important than me saving my marriage.

I'm just going to say you've been
followed.

You focus on the shovel, then.

I'll lift them out.

Yeah. Oh.

Nicely done. Thank you. I must remember
to wipe everything and enter it into my

resume.

Right. Well, it looks like the same
room, but... Sounds paramour, sounds

evident, sounds everything.

Tina's beat us to it. Isn't that always
the way? They always come at the worst

time. Like, when you've just...

stepped out of the shower. Or when
you're singing along to the radio so you

can't hear them knocking while you're
stark naked slathering yourself in

aftertaste.

I will never understand camping. The
small fortune on this joke is to catch

pneumonia in a field.

Time's up, Sergeant.

I hope you've found everything.

I found exactly what I'm looking for.

Billy?

What are you looking at?

This is where he would bring her.

This secretary.

Yeah, well, they're not here now, so...
We will take him for all he's worth, Mrs

Keelerheim, her solicitor. I'll just
fetch her a tissue.

Yes, please!

What is wrong with me?

Warwick, why doesn't he want me?

No, you're, um... I mean, I would.

He's an idiot.

You're so sweet.

Tell me, cos I can't...

I can take it.

Did you see them here last night?

I couldn't say. I see a lot of people.

Look, go on, take a look.

I don't get involved in copper's
business.

Um, sorry, how did you know he was a
police officer?

Um, well... Well, he looks like one,
doesn't he?

Plus, the room's booked under a DS
keeler.

Oh, please, what? I told you, I don't
know anything.

So get lost or I'll call the security.

It

just

had to be your delinquent pal, didn't
it? I told you, I've gone straight.

But all they did was follow me.

One of them surveillance jobs, you know.
Oh, so Billy the Brick's a PI now.

Spent enough time with you, you can't
have picked it up. We caught you on the

phone. Yeah, to my girlfriend.

You take me for a complete idiot.

Don't answer that. Stop.

Stop.

All right, Billy.

We'll humour you.

Who hired you for this surveillance job?

Well, I've never actually met him.

I've got this phone in the post this
morning from a Dr Eccles.

You've got to be kidding me. I'm just
supposed to report where he goes. That's

all, Frank. I swear. Word of advice.

Some jobs are not worth the money.

He's lying. It was him on the phone.

Hello? Hang up on me again and you'll
regret it.

But I thought... Survival gear will only
get me so far.

There's a bank on Leonardo Street. I
need £10 ,000 cash.

You have 14 minutes.

The taxi's waiting outside. You are
coming with us.

I'm not going anywhere with him. This is
not up for debate. We need to figure

out who's behind this and fast.

Fine. Genuinely, one more word out of
your mouth. You can't stop me from

talking.

This is Stagdew. He's tying the knot
tomorrow.

Hello? Hello. So, no sign of the woman,
but we do think that the hotel porter

knows Keeler. His name's Warwick.

The name Warwick ring any bell?

What exams?

Former shoplifter, drug dealer, pain in
my neck. He's acquainted.

He hasn't made any moody phone calls, I
think.

Not in the last half hour, no.

Not Dr Eccles, Ben.

It's a business card.

Gratiano Management.

Oh, OK, we've got to leave, so we'll see
you back at the office.

See you there.

Do you wait? If I'm not at the bank in
32 minutes, I'm done for.

We'll make it, all right, don't worry.

Brian!

Fuck it.

Do you even know what a fax is, Dean?

Yeah, I'm looking at one. Why don't we
wait in reception?

Oh, it's a modelling agency.

There she is.

I slept with a model.

Would you want a high five for that?

Well, that photograph is not on my
phone, so I must have taken it with

So she must have sent it to Dr Eccles.

Let's bring her in. Yeah, good idea.

Let's just get a warrant card, shall we?
I'm sure we'll find a way from now.

Hiya, ma 'am.

Do you know how?

Bet?

What photograph?

It's not what it looks like.

Burn it.

Don't tell Emma.

You sent it to my mother. Accompany me
again, and it'll be your wife.

I'm on the way to the bank.

Without a doubt, Mr Hathaway.

That's right.

You're being watched.

In my defence, you didn't mention P .I.
Then let me clarify.

All loopholes are now closed.

Ditch the help.

Wait.

Look, if you need to get out of town, I
can make arrangements.

I can send you a car.

Just tell us your location. Nice try,
Detective Sergeant. You have 18 minutes

remaining. Get the money, then head back
to Henley Street.

Alone.

We need to get moving. We'll try and
find this model, see what you know.

Did you not hear what Dr. Eggers said?

We're all you've got.

You better just hope that Billy was his
only spy.

Practically emptied the joint account.

As if Emma's not furious enough already.

Don't worry, you're not actually going
to pay up.

I promised her this year would be
different.

Not good at anniversaries, eh?

Wasn't even a great groom.

Too much vino on the wedding night.

I arrested someone at the reception.

That'll do it.

But there's one thing I live by.

I've always been fatal.

We don't know for certain what happened
last night.

What?

I said, sounds like your wife's better
off without you. Read that room, Billy.

Oh. Better get to Henley Street and see
where Dr. Eccles is sending me next.

Somewhere in East Warwickshire, by the
looks of it.

Eccles just messaged Billy. He doesn't
know we've got him.

Go to cottage.

Keeler arriving in one hour.

I was going to be good for something.

All right, come on.

Time to get ahead of this guy.

Drive!

Oh, great. I mean, uh, Luigi.

I heard.

Luigi Verifino is as rude as he is
pretentious.

Okay.

Look, just don't underestimate her,
because these model types, they can be

cold. And, of course, this one also
might turn out to be a ruthless

Hello. Sorry I'm late.

I'm Molly.

Luigi Verifino.

Yeah, I love the look.

Very Balenciaga. Thank you. That's
exactly what I was going for.

And those cheekbones.

Who's your agent?

I'm just the stylist. Yeah, I'm
Gabrielle, actually. Yeah.

Did you really think I could be a... Oh.

So, what am I modelling?

Oh, yes. Excellent question.

You're modelling a gorgeous designer.

I hate to be a diva, but do you mind if
I nip the loo first?

Bust in.

Fine. Through the door.

Yes.

Beautiful. Yes, yes, yes. Molly, I love
it. Now, give me... Yes.

Just a little adjustment there.

So, did you do anything fun last night?

My boyfriend cooked my favourite meal.

Oh, your boyfriend?

Beans on toast. With cheese.

Oh, lovely.

I thought you might be out partying, you
know, clubs and restaurants, hotels.

Not really me.

Gorgeous. Now, show me Tara.

Yes? The wolf coming?

And then what about after dinner?
Anything new?

I went to see my mum. Oh? No, she's not
around much and family's the most

important thing in the world.

And work, obviously.

Take five.

The battery's low.

Well done. That was really good.

We need a meet -up.

It might be my last ever gig.

Oh, really?

You coming to some money, have you? I
wish.

Priorities change, you know. Being a
model sounds so glam, travelling the

and stuff, but I'd much rather be home
with the people I love.

Come on, it's another hour.

Take it off yourself.

No sign of anyone.

Front door's unlocked.

But look who's staying here.

Dr. Eccles.

I was spelling it with a C.

Two Cs? He's not a cake, Billy. Don't
tell me we've just been abandoned in the

middle of nowhere.

And you left the duct tape on the back
seat.

All right, forget about that.

If this is Dr. Eccles' hideout, he might
be nearby.

We need to get inside.

You, bring that gear.

I've got the money.

What next?

There's a cottage.

I'm sending you the address.

Come on.

Hurry up.

Oh, beautiful.

Now let's try Happy Bunny.

What's the golf magazine called again?

I'll have to get my mum a copy.

Oh, uh...

All's wool that blends wool.

Yep, it's a new one. I could probably
put in a word and get you on the front

cover. I thought you were the stylist.

And if this scarf is designer, why does
the label say... Molly, honey, we are

nearly done. We just need that one shot
that perfectly captures your truth.

My truth?

Uh -huh. Everyone knows the camera
always lies.

And real photographers bring spare
batteries.

Tell me what's going on.

Yes, what are you? Some kind of pervert?
I've got pepper spray.

We are not dangerous. We are just trying
to help DS Keeler.

Who?

Come on, Molly.

Blackmail's a serious crime. You're not
a serious criminal, are you?

No.

I met him in some bar.

We got drunk and went back to his hotel.

What, and then you... Nothing.

I mean, he was too hammered anyway, but
even if he wasn't, I'd never blackmail

someone.

I've got to go.

Right after I use your bathroom again.
Sorry.

She's too sweet to be a villain.

She's hiding something.

Probably a UTI judging by the amount she
goes to the loo.

He's giving up modelling.

And those ginger tablets, people use
those for morning sickness.

She's pregnant.

But she left her boyfriend at home to go
on a bender with a random old man. With

Keeler?

Oh.

What kind of... Sicko brings perky
delight to a stakeout. I am sorry jelly

babies weren't on the list. Blame Dr.
Eccles.

You know what I think?

You're Dr.

Eccles. If you try to do this to mess
with me, mate, it won't work.

That is quite possibly the dumbest thing
I've ever heard.

So why has it got your name with the
letter stumbled up? Look, Frank.

It's right.

It's an anagram.

Who's the dummy now?

This is me calling myself, then, is it?

Brainiac?

I'm almost there. I see a cottage up
ahead.

Good.

There's a shed in the garden.

Leave everything inside. Then what?

Go home to your wife.

If you've done what I asked, you'll
never hear from me again.

It's too easy.

And this is personal. He's using an
anagram of your name.

Agreed. And he's probably disguising his
voice so I don't recognise it, and it's

worked. I haven't got a clue what it is.

No, but you've got what he wants.

We'll text him Billy's report and say
you've made the drop, and then we'll

for him to come and get it.

Right.

Let's get this stuff in the shed.

I want to catch this man red -handed.

Hey, thank me.

Obviously.

So, we met Molly, and, Frank, you would
love her.

Well, the homewrecker.

Well, that's the thing, you see. She
swears nothing happened with her and

but we felt like she knew something, so
we followed her, and guess where she

went? Back to the hotel.

What, the hotel with a pod who just
happens to hate Keela's guts?

She did mention a boyfriend.

Good work.

Call me when she meets him. OK.

So I didn't cheat on my wife.

Looks like you're off the hook.

Warwick Adams.

Now, if that half -wit is behind this,
there's going to be evidence everywhere.

Something's not right.

Yeah, this is slave labour.

I should unionise.

Warwick's not a wanted man.

And if you wanted to flee the country,
there's easier ways than blackmailing a

copper.

What if the idea was to keep you
distracted?

Distracted from what?

Frank.

Frank.

You'd better get over to Keyletail
Sharpish.

His wife might be in danger.

OK, drop me the address. I'm on my way.

Right, she's going in. Don't take your
eyes off her. OK, will you be careful?

My car has broken down and I just... My
phone has also... Yep, that's... Needs

some charge and I wondered if you could
help.

False alarm.

Yes, Emma, coffee would be lovely.

She's OK?

Yes, she's fine.

Which is more than I can say for her
anniversary meal.

Do you want me to stay with her?

Just to be safe.

Thanks, Lou.

Right, there's a car parked round the
back. There must be a spare key

right?

Emma's OK.

She's with Lou.

They look so funny.

If anything happened to her, it'd be
your fault for being a lying, cheating

It's only my fault for having that. It's
only my fault for having that.

It's only my fault for trying to steal
my girlfriend.

What? What?

It's true, friend.

He's been seeing Molly behind my back.

What is this all about? I can't tell
you.

You know what? This wasn't worth the
money. Don't blame me. I only got

because I was desperate.

Well, well, well.

Misery acquaints the man with strange
bedfellows.

That's right.

We know everything.

Well, you might want to explain it to
me, because I ain't got the foggiest.

really? And how do you two know each
other?

What, we don't? I caught you snooping
around and recognised us from the photo

you showed me.

All right.

Why don't we just start from the top,
hmm?

When I clocked in last night, there was
an envelope of cash with a note from a

guest.

You know, do not disturb.

You mean half money.

Well, when someone tips that much, you
don't question it.

Plus, I saw Keela's name on the booking,
and I can't stand the guy, but I don't

mess with copies.

Hmm.

It wasn't me.

Then who?

Your boyfriend?

He's got nothing to do with it.

It would be understandable.

In a way, if you were trying to raise
some cash.

Babies are expensive.

How did you... You've got it all wrong.

I haven't even told Billy I'm pregnant
yet.

Billy... Not Billy the Brick.

I met Molly last year at the community
roller coaster.

She sort of packed all my mistakes.

Made me see that I'm...

Not just a waste of oxygen.

Hey, you're not.

But likely she's been acting strange.

And then a phone arrived in the post
this morning.

What did Dr Eccles say to you?

That Molly was leaving me for that pig.

But if I just kept tabs on him for a
day, he'd be taken care of.

You weren't being paid?

Molly told me that there's more
important things than money.

I can't live without her, Frank.
Nothing.

Happened between us.

You have my word.

I mean, I'd like to think I've got
higher standards than that.

Don't you respect my money! Yeah, you
stole some of mine!

Billy!

Your girlfriend is not going to leave
yet. And your Emma is happily sipping

coffee with Luke as we speak.

It's not possible.

We don't keep coffee in the house.

Emma's acutely allergic.

Could be fatal.

I was fine.

Take your time.

Seeing if you had any milk.

I'm afraid we seem to be out of coffee.

That's fine.

That's fine.

I might just check if my phone's
charged.

I warned him to ditch the PIs.

What a shame he didn't listen.

The force must be switched off.

I can't wait 90 minutes for the cab.

There must be a key somewhere.

It's time to call it in, Joe.

It's too risky, letting them race it in
with blues and twos. I want to go home,

Frank. I need to see Molly. I know. And
Joe needs to see his wife. And I

wouldn't mind knowing that Lou's OK and
all.

How did Dr.

Eccles get a photo from your wedding?

No idea.

Really obsessed with our marriage?

Or maybe it's something else that
happened ten years ago today.

Like you were arresting a guest, maybe.

No, she wasn't the guest.

She was the photographer.

You can't lick me for helping.

I've always hated selfies.

They make my poor nose look enormous.

It's the wide -angle lens. It always
stretches the image.

Oh.

Well, not this image.

It's like you said.

Camera always lies.

Hila wasn't taking the photograph. He
was reaching for the camera.

He was off his face when I walked in.

I just treated it like a modelling job.

Who was behind the camera?

Molly? Who is it that you're so
desperate to protect?

She showed up on the morning of our
wedding day, said our photographer was

and she was filling it. I didn't think
anything of her.

You had a lot on your mind.

Later, when we were cutting the cake, I
noticed she'd gone AWOL.

I went looking for her, and I found her
behind the catering tent, loading a

rifle. Irene Argo.

Hang on. Turns out she was a notorious
assassin.

She'd evaded the authorities for years.

Irene?

Who's worth assassinating at your
wedding?

Arden's chief constable. Happens to be a
very close family friend.

Can I say something?

Sebastien? Kilo wasn't drunk. His drunk
was fighting. He was dragged to the

hotel room where Molly posed with him
because she was desperate to please the

photographer, Irene Argo.

I tried to tell you.

Irene's Molly's mum.

She just got out of prison.

I thought you knew her. She's been
driving us around all day.

She was right in front of me.

You were sat there and you didn't say
anything.

I couldn't, could I? He put tape on my
mouth.

I can't believe I let her use me.

I knew she was a total psycho.

She'd probably warn Lou.

He said he'd kill me if I called out to
warn you.

I know.

I've got a lovely house.

Pete's inside of a prison cell. You
can't blame Joe for stopping you. He's a

detective.

Please.

He was an oblivious groom who stumbled
into the biggest arrest of his career.

A trifling simpleton who has no idea who
I am.

Or what I'm capable of!

The kind of detective who doesn't
recognise danger when she's sitting

front of him.

Maybe he's just not that memorable.

No offence, like, as in, maybe girl next
door... Trust me, he's not going to

forget what's coming next.

Come on!

If Irene was such a brilliant assassin,
she could have got to Emma at any time.

Why make you gather up all that stuff?

To torture me.

No, hang on, right?

If you were investigating yourself, what
would you see?

A man acting erratic.

Emptying his bank account, gathering
supplies.

Renting a secluded hideaway with an
alias so obvious even Billy could work

out. Thanks.

And if I found that hideout, I'd find
the scratched -out photograph.

Along with bin bags, rope, a shovel.

All the other red flags on the shopping
list.

She's framing me for Emma's murder.

Is she?

It's green.

Joe.

What? The light's green.

It was going to be so simple.

Dodgy detective kills his wife.

Police get a tip off, catch him cleaning
up. Then your partner decided to mess

up my narrative.

Frank's got a talent for getting in the
way. And I have a talent for

improvising.

I only planned to follow them.

Who knew you'd climb in the cab?

The plan's failed, Irene.

Frank will be Keela's alibi.

Or was he the accomplice?

One ex -copper helping out the other.

For £10 ,000, perhaps.

You want to frame them both?

It was cleaner before you turned up
uninvited.

Maybe you suspected what they were up
to, caught them in the act.

Keeler panicked and killed the lawyer.

It's a bit of a stretch, don't you
think?

More plausible than some wild tale of
blackmail and coercion. Joe's stopped

before and he'll do it again.

He'll be on his way here now.

That's exactly what I'm counting on.

I knew I should have told Ludus here,
but if anything happens to her, this is

me. It's not too late.

He's right, Frank.

I know it in my heart.

I actually know it. I can't be framed
for murder if I'm miles away at the time

of death. Not true.

And Irene's not going to hurt them until
you're close at home.

The phones. She's tracking them.

We need to get there undetected.

I bet you're fed up of hearing about me
and Frank.

We're not as bad as your mates are.

I'm sorry, Joe's never mentioned you.

Oh.

Well, he won't talk to me about work.

Barely name his colleagues, let alone
invite them for dinner. Thinks he can

outsmart me.

If he's going to put his work before his
family, he could at least help me

understand why, couldn't he?

You get him here or die.

But if you're going to kill us anyway,
why should she help you?

Okay, fine, fine.

Tamara,

call Joe Keeler.

Calling hubby.

Emma. Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe. She's got us
tied up in the living room.

I'll be there in half an hour, I
promise.

Try harder, detective.

You were closer than that when you
dumped my phone.

Let them go, Irene.

It's me you want.

Yes, it's because of you. In five
minutes, they'll both be dead.

Just go. They're around all day.

It's his house, Billy.

He's got a key. Sorry. I know what it's
like having a husband

with a secret life.

Literally, in my case.

If you think that Keeler cares more
about work than you, then you're wrong.

Why is he still keeping me in the dark?

Probably just wants to...

To protect you from all the awful things
he has to deal with every day.

He doesn't need to do that, does he?

Everyone knows it's not healthy to keep
things bottled up.

I know, you're right. It's stupid.

I'm sure you find it really infuriating,
but hey, that's love, isn't it? If he

truly loved you, he'd be here to witness
your final breath.

Ah, well, at least you got each other.

Stay back.

All right, hear me out, yeah? I heard
you at the press conference.

A bungling of faffing is no match for
Arden's finest.

That sounds worse out of context.

I've taken down oligarchs, CEOs,
politicians.

You destroyed my legacy.

Nobody knew who you were.

Exactly. I was the phantom.

But you reduced me to... to ten years in
a cage.

All I did was save a man's life. Do you
want me to apologise for that?

He wants you to tell us he's brilliant,
even though all our clever plans have

failed. Shut up.

I don't need his validation.

I'm doing this for me.

No, no.

You've done it.

You've proven I'm no match for you. I
said stay back!

You win, Irene.

Please.

Let her go.

I'm not finished.

You were supposed to suffer in the same
way that I suffered.

It's not going to work, Irene.

We've got you cornered.

I fancy my chances, Missy. What about
your daughter's chances?

Where is she?

She's in the company of our most
unhinged associate.

I never cared that she missed all of my
school plays.

I only ever wanted her to love me.

Oh.

Some people just aren't capable of love.

Um...

Well

played. Now we both have something that
belongs to the other. I don't belong to

anyone. Emma, please.

Let's make a trade, right?

Everyone walks away alive.

Yes, Frank? It could be arranged.

I've got a better idea.

Oi, Billy!

You think I'll go?

Be a good boy and grab her, would you?
What? No.

Don't you dare touch me. Molly would
want you to help me.

But you made me think she was leaving
me. No, Billy.

You're her soul mate.

And if you send me back to prison,
she'll never forgive you. Go and listen

her, Billy. And you'll never get to meet
your unborn child.

What?

I'm having a baby.

Sorry, is this man a friend of yours?
Absolutely not.

And if he has one functioning brain cell
in that thick head of his, he'll sit

the hell down. Stop talking about me
like that!

Nice one, Keely. Great work.

Look at this.

The wheelies come full circle. Think
about what you're doing, Billy. What's

there to think about?

I'm not having my kid grow up like I
did. Enough of the chit -chats.

Think of what's going to happen.

I'm sorry.

I was thinking about the Birmingham
Derby in 97.

What? Yeah.

That equaliser.

That's a farce, wasn't it, eh?

Ah!

Yeah, I know, I remember that goal. That
was a joke.

90th minute.

The villa keeper had the ball in his
possession and then the striker just

knocked the ball straight out of his
hand.

Why is there some kind of psychological
tactic or something?

You could have lost me!

You're not going to regret this. Maybe,
but Molly wouldn't want me to hurt

anyone. She's a pessimist.

Pacifist.

Looks like you've finally met your match
there, Irene.

I love you.

We didn't play Birmingham in 97.

Molly! It's true.

I'm not going to be a daddy.

I was waiting for the right time to tell
you.

You're not mad, are you?

Molly.

You mustn't blame yourself.

You simply weren't born with your
mother's intellect.

I was born with a heart.

And I'm done wasting it on selfish
people who never change.

Darling, please. Irene, next year, send
me a card.

Hey, Keela.

About these two lovebirds.

Now, technically, they didn't actually
break any laws.

17. They broke 17 laws.

Very specific.

But, having said that, they were clearly
manipulated.

And they didn't know what they were
doing.

So... So... We're free to go?

Yeah.

Thanks, brother.

All right, I'm fine.

If this baby's a boy, we're going to
call him Jim.

My name's Joe.

Go on, before he changes his mind.

You really came through for me, Frank.

I appreciate it.

Nah, I was just doing my job.

No.

It wasn't just me who nearly lost
someone today.

I saw how worried you were for Lou.
Well, you know.

Nah, I was just worried about getting
paid.

Oh, yeah.

The fee.

Can't act like I don't have it on me.

Oh,

guys. Keep it.

Happy anniversary.

Oh, thanks, Lou.

Thanks for everything.

Made you a kid to stay in touch?

Yeah, yeah, I'd like that. You're all
right with that, aren't you? Yeah.

One more thing.

Get the hell off my crime scene.

Oh, it's very good, love.

Bye. Bye.

Did you hear that, Seb? Frank was
worried about me. Oh, big old softy.

because you're dead.

All right.

In that terrifying moment when I thought
something had happened to you, I

realised...

I couldn't imagine my life without you
in it.

Oh.

And then she gave that big old wad of
money back to Keela. Yeah, she did. And

that ruined it all.