All language subtitles for Hope.Street.S05E01.1080p.BBC.iP.WEBRip.x265-PGW

If you're here, who's with the baby?
Brandi took him.

You're OK!

Brandi McClure, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of kidnapping.

I love you, Brandi.

What are you going to do?
Visit me in prison?

Will you marry me?

CHEERING

Go on, Donal! Let's go, big boy!

Come on! Come on!

CLINT GASPS

Clint!

You OK, buddy? Oh, no.

Nearly there. Let's go.

CHEERING

Come on, buddy, you got it.

That new police constable of
yours is some fella, all right.

He certainly is.

Good man, Donal!

Attaboy, Clint.

You OK?

Yeah. All right.

Some help here! I'm a doctor!

I don't feel very well.

Will somebody call an ambulance?

There's no need for an ambulance.

Clint looks dehydrated to me.

My car's parked around the corner.

I'll drive him to the surgery
and treat him there.

All right, buddy, let's go.

CLINT GROANS

There you go.

Good man.

And that's why you'll never catch me
running any marathons.

Well, it's no the fault of the race.

Sure Clint's prep was
a gallon of beer last night

and an Ulster fry this morning.

My car's parked
just around the corner.

I'm Donal, by the way.

Sasha.

What brings you to Port Devine?

I'm posted here.
I'm a police officer.

I'm sure I've seen you
somewhere before.

Of course you know Donal.
Sure, didn't he used to play for...

TYRES SQUEAL

Eejit!

Hey, can anyone else smell burning?

My brand-new car! It's on fire.

Stay here, I will see what I...

EXPLOSION

No!

No! I've only had it
a couple of days.

You have to stay back.
There's nothing you can do.

CAR ALARMS BLARE

What the hell was that?

I've no idea. Was that a bomb?

I've never heard a bomb before.

Nah, of course it wasn't.
Come on, let's go.

Stay here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I want this
area cleared and a cordon set up.

Sarge. Do we know whose car that is?

Belongs to the doctor over there.
I'll have a word.

Dr Cookson.

Is that your car? My brand-new car.

I'm so sorry about that.

Can I have a word?

Go on.

The new lad's spoken
to a couple of witnesses.

This might be arson.

You mean someone set fire
to my new car on purpose?

Look, it's still early days. You got
any idea who would want to do that?

No! I don't have a clue!

I have to go.

We'll need you to come into
the station, make a statement.

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Eve.

I couldn't help overhearing.

I'm kind of busy here, Mum.

No, hang on. I have intel could
be relevant to your investigation.

Intel?
Isn't that what you call it?

About your woman, the doctor.

I saw her first thing this morning
as I was passing the butchers.

She was having words, very heated
words, with Ralph McKinley.

Ralph McKinley the farmer?

Are you suggesting he did that?

He was raging with her.

SIREN WAILS

Right, what were Dr Cookson
and Ralph McKinley arguing about?

I've no idea.

I'm not one to meddle in
the private affairs of others.

Mind you, the dogs in the streets

know about the doctor
and her married men.

You've lost me.

Ralph is married, just the way
that Sasha one likes them.

And it crossed my mind
that he and the good doctor

might have been having a...

..lovers' tiff.

Hiya, love! Hello you.

Are you sure about this?

Feels weird to be back
in Port Devine.

Come here. Come on.

Ryan, I can't breathe!

Was that Nicole?

Were you hiding me from her?

Donal described a Land Rover
speeding out of the car park

just before the car
blew up. Coincidence?

Marlene.

Eve. It's been a while.

It certainly has.

What are the police doing here?
Has somebody died?

Oh, no, no, no.
Nothing like that, Mrs McKinley.

We just need to ask Ralph
a few questions, if that's OK.

Yeah, course.

Well, thanks for taking
a look at him, Doc.

Plenty of fluids today, Clint.
Thanks, Doctor.

And sorry again.

I hope they find who
torched your lovely new car.

Dr Cookson.

We could really do with
you making that statement.

Be right with you.

I'm sure I recognise that new
police constable from somewhere

but I can't work out where.

Donal used to play rugby for Ulster.

That's it!

And he was engaged
to what's-her-name?

The model.

Or is it influencer?

And now he's a police officer
in Port Devine?

I heard he had to retire
from the game - bad injury.

Well, he can take down
my particulars any time.

That poor man.
Doesn't stand a chance.

You're not the baker then,
Mrs McKinley?

The kitchen is strictly
my mother-in-law's domain.

Gail could burn water.

So someone set fire to the doctor's
brand-new car, then.

That's awful.

What's it got to do with us?

Tell me, Ralph, have you seen
Dr Cookson recently?

Yes.

I was down in the town first thing
this morning picking up animal feed.

The doctor and I had some words.

What about?

I'm sorry,
I'm not going to tell you that.

That's private business.

So Ralph had a disagreement
with Dr Cookson.

Name someone in this town
that hasn't.

What time was the car set on fire?

Just as the race finished.
About half eleven.

Well, there you are, then.

Ralph was up on the high field
mending a dry-stone wall.

So he couldn't have done it.

When I was mending the wall,
a few tourists came past, Canadian,

took selfies with me and everything.

Did you get their names?
Contact details?

No, of course not. Look...

..this is mad.

You know me, Marlene.

Do you actually think I set fire
to Sasha Cookson's car?

Dr Cookson. Call me Sasha.

Sasha.

Now you've had time
to think about it,

have you got any idea
who would go to the trouble

of torching your brand-new car?

Not a clue.

No run-ins with difficult patients?

Every day,
but nothing that stands out.

What about Ralph McKinley?

He's not my patient.

We have a witness that saw
you arguing with Ralph

earlier this morning.

We weren't arguing.
We had a disagreement.

Are you going to tell us
what this disagreement was about?

No.

It's not relevant
to this investigation.

Look, there's no way Ralph McKinley
torched my car.

You seem pretty sure of that.

Is that because you know who did?

Are you suggesting that I'm lying?

I'm suggesting that you might not
feel able to tell us the truth.

Look, when I worked in Belfast,
I dealt with a case

where a GP was being blackmailed.

If you're in some sort of trouble,
under pressure in any way,

then you can tell us.

Well, I'm not.

Hey, Aine.

Yeah, it's me.

Look, I just spoke to the doctor
face to face.

Yeah, shifty as hell, I reckon,
like she's got something to hide.

I know who you are.

Oh, yeah?

You played rugby for Ulster.

And you were going out
with that erm...model...?

Deirdre. That's it.

Donal and Deirdre. You were
never out of the local papers.

Yeah.
Well, I'm a police officer now.

You and Deirdre still together?

Er, no.

No, we broke off the engagement.

That's a shame.

It is what it is.

Must be difficult for you
seeing that Donal fella

take your son's place
at the police station?

Listen, I'm just glad Callum
and Jo are back together again,

even if it did mean
him moving to Belfast.

Were my eyes playing tricks on me,

or did I see Brandi at the bus stop
about half an hour ago?

Brandi?

I suppose it's...

..possible. Spit it out, Seamie.

She's back in town.

As of today.

And who knows this?

Everyone.

Well, apart from you
and Nicole, of course.

I mean, Ryan was supposed to tell
Nicole, only he bottled it.

Ryan thinks Nicole
will flip her lid.

Flip her lid?

She'll hit the roof.

NICOLE LAUGHS

I don't want to be
late for the hairdresser.

You know what Raymond is like.
I certainly do.

Look, Marlene,

there's no way Ralph would
set fire to someone's car.

Well, I sincerely hope
you're right, Gail.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Yes, Ryan?

CAR DRIVES AWAY

OK.

Of course, when my Stanley died,
Ralph got the farm.

I'm just the lodger.

Hardly.

How long is it
since your husband passed?

Nearly 20 years.

God rest his soul.

Cheers.

Erm, tell me, Ralph,

does anyone else
drive your Land Rover?

It's too big for me.

Aye, and Gail's
got her wee runabout.

Some of the farm workers do
borrow it from time to time,

but the keys just hang
on a hook in the barn.

Ralph, I need to tell you that
your Land Rover was caught on CCTV

leaving the car park at the same
time Dr Cookson's car caught fire.

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to place you under arrest.

This is crazy. He didn't do it!

Ralph McKinley, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of arson.

You do not have to say anything...

You know, I could do with
knowing why Sasha Cookson

and Ralph McKinley were arguing.

My mother has a theory.

Oh, you amaze me.

She thinks it's a lovers' tiff.

According to her, our Dr Cookson
has a thing for married men.

Er, married man. Singular.

Bob Mackie. Yeah, and the marriage
was already over.

So why is my mother on her
high horse about it all?

Well, when Sasha was seeing Bob,

he and his wife were
still sharing the marital home.

Which would make Sasha a scarlet
woman in the eyes of some people.

People like my mother?

If Sasha is seeing
Ralph McKinley,

I can't imagine his wife
would be too happy about it.

What can I get for you, Gail?

Nicole!

You made me jump.

Estate agents details.

Gosh, you and Ralph aren't thinking
of selling the farm, are you?

No, of course not.

I'm just, er,
looking for flats for a friend.

For a minute there I thought you
were making a bid for freedom.

THEY LAUGH

How is Anita?

Oh, you know my mother-in-law.

Force of nature
doesn't begin to cover it.

The usual?

Tell me this, young Ross,

do you ever miss the big city?

What, Belfast? Hmm.

Sometimes, but
my family are all here

and I've made
loads of friends so...

Why do you ask?

Our Callum wants me to move back.

What? Leave Port Devine?

Mm-hm. For good?

Mm-hm.

I mean, I can think of one person
who'd miss you.

It's been over a year since I asked
your grandmother out on a date

and I'm still waiting on an answer.

What are you two gassing about?
I hope my ears aren't burning.

Mrs Dunlop.

You are going to say thank you
to that nice new police officer

for helping you over the line,
aren't you?

Aye, of course.

He seems like a decent fella.

Well, so what's wrong, hon?

Cos I know how it's going to go.

I'll take Donal
for a couple of pints,

maybe a chaser or two,
we'll have a bit of craic,

get on like a house on fire and
then he'll ask me about the baby.

And then you'll tell him
what a wonderful daddy you are.

Yeah, I'll also have to tell him
that his predecessor

is my son's real da.

Oh, Clint!

I thought we were past all that.

What sort of a man am I?

You're my man. The best.

Really?

I work in my wife's pub.

I couldn't give you
the baby you craved.

I couldn't even finish a stupid race

without some big fella
helping me over the line.

So where's Brandi now?

She's currently holed up
at my place.

To be honest, I'm worried
she's going to change her mind

and move back to Belfast.

Here, hang on.

Isn't that Gail McKinley's car?

Yeah, I'm sure it is.

Well, it's parked a very long way
away from the hairdressers.

Come on.

Are you going to tell Nicole
that Brandi's back on the scene?

Surely it's not appropriate to be
discussing personal business

whilst in uniform?

Good afternoon, officers.
How can we help you?

Is Gail McKinley in the bar?

Her car's parked out the front.

You just missed her. Why?
Police business.

I thought there was
something up with her.

Oh, yeah? She seemed
a bit odd, distracted.

Between you and me, I don't think
things are happy at home.

What, with Ralph? Why?

Well, Gail had a whole load
of estate agents details

for one-bedroom flats.
Said she was looking for a friend.

But you didn't believe her?

No, I didn't! I wondered was she
looking for a place of her own.

Why would you think that?
Oh, come on, Marlene!

20 years living
with the mother-in-law.

Got to put pressure on any marriage.

Why would someone blow up
the doctor's car?

Have you tried getting
an appointment to see that woman?

Makes you feel like
a criminal just for asking.

Now, her father,
that had the practice before her,

he was a lovely man.

Dr Cookson Senior was always
delighted to see me.

Times change.

People move on.

The trick is to look forward,
not backwards.

Is it just me or is that man
being seriously weird?

He's leaving Port Devine.

He's... He's what?

By the way, love,
I haven't forgotten what today is.

The anniversary of
Mummy and Daddy's death.

Are you still planning
on going to see them?

Yeah, I'll head over after
the lunchtime rush.

I'm taking our baby to see
his grandparents' grave.

Will you say hello to Uncle Barry
for me when you're there?

BABY CRYING

Oh, honestly, other mums can just,
like, relax and let their baby sleep

for a few hours. But I just can't!

Ever since Brandi took him!

I will never forgive her!
Never! No offence.

None taken.

So, when were you going to tell us
Brandi's back in town?

You know? You were all over her
at the bus stop.

You haven't told Nicole, have you?

No, I haven't.

I reckon that's your job.

They're going to bump into
each other sooner or later.

So, what's the worst that can
happen? Fireworks? Aye.

And then everyone
gets on with their lives.

What's this I hear about you
moving to Belfast?

I haven't decided yet.

Surely you wouldn't want
to leave your grandson?

Well, I'd be living close
to his dad in Belfast, so...

..I'll be able to see wee Barry
whenever Callum sees him.

So, are you saying there's
nothing to keep you here?

That's about the size of it.

Gail McKinley told me
she was going to the hairdressers.

But I phoned them, she doesn't
have an appointment today.

And she's not answering her phone,

so I've sent Donal and Ryan
out to look for her.

This Gail... I mean,
is she the arsonist type?

I wouldn't have said so.

Nicole thinks Gail's moving
out of the marital home.

So, there's something going on
that we don't know about.

Yeah, so...my place is just up
on the left here.

And what are we doing here, exactly?

I'm worried Brandi might leave town,

which means I need to get her over
to her mum's grave.

So we're giving your girlfriend
a lift to a graveyard?

It's not going to take too long.

Plus it means we can look
for Gail McKinley on the way there.

Speak of the devil!

Is that her?

Yup.

Do I have to do this now?!

Hello, Officer.

I don't think we've met.

I'm police constable
Donal Gallagher. I'm new.

We've been looking for you.

Why haven't you been
answering your phone?

It's been switched off.

What's going on?

We've been anxious
to get in touch with you.

Your husband Ralph wants you to know
that he's been arrested.

You've been telling me how much you
want to go see your mum's grave.

What if someone sees me?

Nicole?

Yeah.

Nicole runs a busy pub!
Word is they're short of staff.

I mean, why on earth would Nicole
go to a graveyard

in the middle of the afternoon?

Gail looks very agitated.

Donal thinks Gail's phone
was switched off

because she was having a session
with a Mona McLaverty.

She's a therapist.

OK.

Gail mentioned
something about panic attacks.

That's good to know. Yeah.

I still can't believe you
arrested Ralph for arson.

Take a seat, Gail.

I need to see him.

I want to see Ralph now. You can't
keep me away from my husband.

It's not right! Gail?

Call a doctor.

Gail, look at me, look at me.

Breathe with me.
Breath with me. In...

I can't believe you've been gone
more than a year.

The finest man to ever
grace Port Devine.

You know, love, we never really
meant to call you Barry.

It was all a bit
of a misunderstanding.

But I'm so glad we did.

See you later, Barry.

And now your granny
and granda are just over here.

You!

Nicole..

What are you doing here?

This is my mother's grave.

I meant in Port Devine!

What the hell are you
doing in Port Devine?!

You're not going to believe this.

Ralph McKinley's tale, about
the Canadian tourists, it stands up.

They posted this photo
on the Visit Port Devine forum.

Time stamped today, yeah.

There's no way Ralph can be
in two places at once.

So, he is not the arsonist.

OK, Donal. Can you process and
release Ralph McKinley, please?

On it, Sarge.

So maybe it was the wife?

Gail certainly
feels like she's on the edge.

Edgy enough to pour petrol
on a car and set it alight?

Well, if she thinks her husband's
cheating with the doctor?

Maybe that's why Gail's
looking for somewhere else to live.

I don't think she is.
I emailed the estate agent.

He's just got back to me.

He says that Gail McKinley is only
interested in retirement properties.

Gail's nowhere near retirement age.

But I'll tell you who is -

Ralph's mother, Anita.

If I'd known you'd be here today,
I wouldn't have come, Nicole.

What I did to you,

taking that wee one...

..it was unforgiveable.

Yes, it was.

The moment I drove off with him in
the car, I wanted to bring him back.

Then why take him
in the first place?!

I was angry.

Seeing yous playing happy family.

And I never even got to meet my mum.

It doesn't make any sense, does it?

No. It doesn't.

But seeing you here today...

..at least it gives me
the chance to say sorry.

And I am sorry, Nicole.

Honestly.

And now I will get
out of Port Devine

and out of your face.

Oh, that's right, run away!

I thought that's what you wanted.

I want you to pay
for taking my child.

I went to prison
for the best part of a year.

Oh, that's the easy bit.

What's the hard bit?

Stay in Port Devine.

Pay the price for your behaviour.

And how do I do that?

You do what I did,

when I got pregnant by a man
who wasn't my husband.

You stand behind that bar
and you take everything

that this town can throw at you.

Behind the bar? At The Commodore?

We're short staffed.

You can have your job back.

That's so big of you, Nicole.

But I can't do it.

I wish I was as strong as you.

But I'm not.

Thank you.

Well, you'll be sorely missed.

I haven't decided yet.

Well, don't say anything to Nicole
until you've made your mind up.

We're short staffed as it is.

Clint, hon.

How was the graveyard?

I ran into Brandi.

You're joking?

Is she back in town?

How was it?

A bit sad.

But I suppose
we both found some closure.

I'd rather not talk about that,
if that's OK.

It's fine by me.

You know you were asking
what sort of man you are?

Mm. Well, why don't we both go
upstairs and you can show me

exactly what sort of man you are?

It's been ages since
we had any afternoon delight.

OK.

Would you look after the bar,
please, Seamie? Urgent stocktaking.

For a militant teetotaller,

you spend an awful
lot of time in this place.

I come here for the sparkling wit
and repartee.

Leave the door open.
We'll hear him if he wakes up.

What do you want to play?

The shy milkmaid
and the big strong farmer?

Oh, yes. I like that one.

Are they doing what
I think they're doing?

Oh, these flipping boots!

How do you turn this thing off?

Oh, sir!

I'm just an innocent young woman,

ill-acquainted with
the ways of the world.

Then you'll need to learn.

And I'm just the hard-faced
landowner to teach you how.

DEVICE BEEPS

Thank goodness for that.

Mind you, I suppose they
are to be commended

for keeping the flame alive.

We should talk.

Yeah.

I get a break in an hour.

Can you meet me by the lighthouse?

Of course. I'll see you there.

How are you feeling, Gail?

Much better, thanks.

Would you be OK to answer
a few of Marlene's questions?

We know you've been looking
at retirement homes.

And I'm presuming they're
not for you and Ralph.

No. They're not.

So, they're for...

..your mother-in-law?

Yes.

They're for Anita.

From the day I got married, we've
had my mother-in-law living with us.

I have tried to make it work.

I really have.

And Anita's not a bad person.

Far from it.

But she never gives me and Ralph
any time, any space.

The panic attacks, the depression.

I've just been feeling worse
and worse.

Dr Cookson sent me
to a therapist,

but she just says the same thing.

Me and Ralph need a home of our own.

So, this morning?

Ralph came back from town.

He told me
he'd had words with the doc.

What about?
He's been promising...

..for weeks that he would
speak to his mum.

Explain that the current
situation can't continue.

But he just never got round to it.

Sasha called him out on it.

Said he was a coward.

And that did the trick?

Yes. Soon as he got back from town,
Ralph asked me to make myself scarce

so that he could break
the news to his mum...

..That we're going
to buy her a flat.

So how do you think Anita
took the news?

Knowing how volatile she can be?

I'm worried that it was her
who set the doctor's car on fire.

This is from today's
traffic reports.

Failure to stop following
a road traffic collision.

Happened just after 11.30am
on the stretch

of the Ballymountain Road that leads
up to the McKinley farm.

I just spoke to the driver.

He said his car was hit
with a Land Rover.

He said the driver of the Land Rover
was an older woman.

It's got to be Anita McKinley.

Look out, there she is! All right,
OK, OK. Go after her, Ryan!

I take it that's your mother.

I'm sorry. It's all my fault!

OK, which way?
Erm, OK, so left leads into town.

Isn't that the last place she'd go?

Well, then, right it is, then.

Feel more like a man now?

Too right.

You're sex on legs, hon.

Always have been.

But do you know when you're
at your absolute sexiest?

It's when you're holding
that wee baby.

The look in your eyes
is pure unconditional love.

Now that's what I call a real man.

Can I take my break?

Aye, fill your boots.

By the way,
you left the baby monitor on.

You don't think he...

Heard?

Every single word.
And not just me.

Lois Dunlop was here.

She had to leave.

Something about washing
her ears out with bleach.

Excuse me, love. Do you know when
the bus to Belfast is due?

Six o'clock.

Thanks.

You heading that way too?

Think so.

Not sure yet?

No idea where I'm going.

Just need to get out of Port Devine.

Snap.

What you running away from?

All the terrible things I've done.

Snap.

What did you do?

Set fire to a car.

That's nothing.
I stole a baby.

Did you give it back?

Yes! Of course I did.

That's OK, then.

Why'd you set fire to a car?

My son told me he wanted me
out of the house.

Said the doctor was insisting,

for the sake of my daughter-in-law's
mental health.

It was easier to blame the doctor,
lash out at her,

than face up to the truth.

Which was what?

That I've made Gail's life hell.

I didn't mean to.

But I have.

You really going to run away, then?

What do you think?

Look, my fiancee, Ryan.

He's a police officer.

Do you mean Ryan Power?

Yeah. He's a lovely lad.

Do you want me to give him a call?

Yes.

Please.

Hello, Mrs McKinley. Ryan.

This is our new colleague.

Police Constable Donal Gallagher.

He'll be placing you under arrest.

OK. Are you the one that used
to play rugby?

I'm being arrested by a celebrity.

Anita McKinley, I am arresting you
on suspicion of arson.

You do not have to say anything,
but it might harm your defence

if you do not mention when
questioned something

which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given
in evidence...

You leaving town, then?

You should be a police officer.

And you weren't going to tell me?

I left a note at the flat.

Ah, cheers!

But I don't want you to read it.

I've changed my mind.

I'm not going anywhere.

If I wasn't on duty,
I'd give you a big kiss.

You can do that later.

At home?

No.

The Commodore.

Isn't that a bit public?

That's the point.

According to my grandson,
you're leaving Port Devine

because I never RSVP'd
to your invitation to go on a date.

That's right.
That's why I'm going.

You do know I would go on a date
with you if I could, but I can't.

You're still married.

In name only.

So why haven't you asked
Mairead for a divorce?

Because it goes against
what I believe in.

And dating married men
goes against what I believe in.

There you are, then.

We're stuck.

So, it's not enough for you, then?

The two of us just being friends.

Is it enough for you?

Well, not quite, but...

..it's better than nothing.

All right, then.

I'll stay.

Oh, well, only if you really
want to.

I'd hate to think of you
changing your plans on my account.

It's my grandson that
I have to think of.

I'd miss him something rotten.

Nicole and Clint have really
come to rely on you.

Sure, you practically run
that pub these days.

Will I see you in there, then?

Later on?

Well, not if I had my way,
but I dare say that daughter of mine

will drag me in there,
kicking and screaming.

Well, I had a word with
the Prosecution Service.

Anita will probably get
a suspended sentence.

Good.

She's hardly a hardened criminal.

Ralph and Gail have asked her
to stay on the farm.

Oh?! I know.

Ralph feels guilty.

He should have dealt with
the situation years ago, Eve.

I know, but he was torn
between his wife and his mother.

Hmm. Anyway, she's told them
she's going to get a place

of her own in town.
Oh, sensible woman.

My thoughts exactly.

Hi, there. Yeah, it's me.

Yeah, the arson was unconnected.

I'm sure. It doesn't mean the doctor
has nothing to hide, though.

I'll be keeping a very
close eye on her.

We're headed to The Commodore.
Do you fancy it?

Yeah. As soon as I collect
that husband of mine.

Oh. I hope you don't mind me using
your office.

I just had to make a call.

Yeah, no problem. You coming?

Yeah.

It's not often you see
the doctor in here.

Oh, I reckon she's set her
sights on your new colleague.

You jealous, Marlene?

Why would the sarge be jealous?

Er, because me and Sasha kissed,
like, once at a party,

a million years ago.

You and Sasha?

Well, she is something of a fox.

Hey! You're engaged!

Granny was wondering why you didn't
join us for lunch today.

I said you were revising.

Cheers. If Mum and Dad find out who
you've been seeing,

they're going to go spare.

Good job you're not going
to tell them, then.

This place isn't too quiet for you,
after your celebrity lifestyle?

I was strictly Z-list.

You've kept up your fitness, though.

I still love rugby.

I was hoping to do some coaching
with the local youth team.

Oh! Lucky them.

I couldn't help
overhearing your call earlier.

Are you carrying out some sort of
CID investigation into Dr Cookson?

Yeah, we are.

Look, her name keeps coming up.

And if she's doing what I think
she's doing, then Dr Cookson's going

to find herself in very serious
trouble indeed.

A toast? What to?

To exciting things
happening in Port Devine.

I'll drink to that.

What are you doing here?

Hiya, Clint.

I've come to tell Nicole
I want to accept her offer.

What offer's that?

A job.

She offered me my old job back.

Excuse me.

When were you going to tell me you'd
offered Brandi her old job back?!

She turned me down.

I didn't think it was worth
bothering you with.

What?

You talk about me being a man,
yet you treat me like a doormat!

No, I do not!

Tell her the offer's withdrawn!

I can't do that.

Do you know what, Brandi?
We're desperate for bar staff.

On our knees, in fact.

But I'd rather this place close
down than give you your job back!

Love... That woman stole our baby!

This was a mistake.

Yeah, you're too right it was.
I want you out of here now.

Hang on, Clint. No. No, it's OK.

It was a mistake.

Do you see you?
You are unbelievable.