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regular holiday-maker who happens to be a big fan of wind energy.

(chanting) Norskis out!

You'll find the objectors, and discreetly...

lobby them to drop their appeals.

What price do we put on our unspoilt sea views?

There's a few of us who think that it mightn't be

(thump) the worst thing to happen to the town...

I thought you were in Hawaii!

I was, yeah!

Moved back a couple of months ago.

I know this cloak-and-dagger thing is a bit difficult...

I say we need to make a bigger noise.

Take our fight to the top!

To Oslo!

And those... against the wind farm.

(cheers)

And it won't be traced back to us?

The less you know, the better.

We have had an anonymous tip-off

about an oil pipeline into Carrigeen?

Can't help you!

Look, this is nuts!

A son I never knew I had is unconscious on the beach...

So if I'd called you up and said

"Do you wanna come back and raise a child with me?"

you'd have been cool with that?

But I would have had a choice!

Well, I had no choice!

I'm your wife! You can talk to me!

I think I might be gay!

So you told him then?

He found out.

Ah, Jesus, Kate.

This is exactly what we need!

Wind versus oil!

It completely discredits Lawson

and everyone who stands behind him!

Me and Conor, we're just getting on with it!

I mean, he's totally chilled about it.

The application was made by a company called

White Lightning Associates.

If you go down to the harbour,

you'll see a boat with that name on it.

Every... one of them! Withdrawn!

Except for Teddy.

(splat)

Fuck off back to England!

Paudi!

Mr Kelleher, I can assure you that you can look forward to

a substantial defamation suit.

I am really sorry I didn't tell you about your father.

How are you holding up?

Not bad. Considering I'm...

someone's beard!

I have a contact in Dublin.

He says that White Lightning Associates

is owned by BMK Assets.

That's Big Mike Kelleher!

The person behind the pipeline...

is Michael Kelleher!

Kate Ryan is NOT who she pretends to be.

She's working for Norsk Ventus.

(door opens)

(voices from inside pub)

(lighter flicks)

(door opens)

Hey, what was all that about?

Is it the truth?

(sniffs)

Oh, feck off back to Dublin then.

Breege... No, don't Breege me!

Your not gonna talk your way out of this!

You have been... lying through your teeth the whole time!

But you never learn!

Do ya?

All that talk about re-connecting.

That was a lie as well, then, was it?

Take it easy, Breege.

What?

Ha ha! You're defending her now?

I... we don't know the full story!

Look, let's just take a beat.

Take a beat?

"Take a beat"?

Ha, I mean what does that even mean?

Breege.

Ah, fine.

Take her side. Come on.

You're welcome to each other, the pair o' ye!

(sighs)

(door closes)

You've got some explaining to do.

I don't know where to start.

It's all true.

All of it.

Everything I did here was a lie.

(music) Everything.

Christ, Kate.

What were you thinking?

This is Carrigeen, for feck's sake!

I mean, you can't even go back to Noreen's tonight!

(exhales)

(music)

Look.

There's a bed above in my place.

It's not the most comfortable, but you're welcome to it.

Why would you do that?

Well, if you go back to Dublin, so does Conor.

(sighs)

Hm!

Plus I wanna know the truth.

The whole truth, and nothin' but.

Come on!

(music, footsteps)

(music)

What? What do you mean, what?

What? (slap) Don't you what me!

Wait... what?

Your father, you're talking shite!

I had to say it, it had to be said!

Ooh, and I suppose you had to have the whiskey I can smell off you,

did ya?

It's beer!

I had whiskey earlier.

I don't care about her!

You knew, and you didn't even tell me!

Can you stop blaming me for this?

What was I supposed to do?

Tell everyone and get my mum fired?

You could have trusted me!

Oh yeah, 'cause you're being so reasonable about it now!

My mum was just doing her job!

She was doing it for the right reasons!

Yeah, I'm going home.

Maybe you should... stay at the guest house tonight.

Yeah, that's fine by me.

He tried to blame Teddy Lawson on it first of all,

and then he... well, here he is now, look at... Judas!

Lads, lads, lads, lads!

Everyone, just calm down, will ye?

I am not going to comment while emotions are running so high.

Right now, I have to talk to my family. Alright?

(shouting)

I didn't mean to upset you, but this isn't about you,

it's about integrity, alright?

Oh, and what about a little thing called loyalty? Or discretion?

And I don't know what you're looking so smug for.

And what in the name of God does a gobshite like you

want with an oil pipeline?

Exactly, Noreen!

It's all a big misunderstanding... Ah!

Callum has got the wrong end of the stick.

I'll shove the right end of it up your hole!

How dare you talk to me like that! Oh, don't try and

let him worm his way out of it!

He probably has a whole consortium on it!

He's right, you know!

All they need is the licence, and they could sub-contract the business

for a nice few quid.

Ha ha! Thank you!

You know, girl...

I never knew what he saw in you.

And you know what, Michael?

I never knew what she saw in you either!

But I suppose she's barely set foot outside the town long enough

to have a look.

You know, it's nights like this that I'm glad I never took

the Kelleher name.

Come on, everyone!

This confusion will be over soon,

I promise!

And we'll all be back here for Halloween night!

Well then you'd better come dressed as Count Dracula!

Seeing as you're suckin' the lifeblood out of this town!

You two are barred from my pub, right?

It's not your feckin' pub!

It's hers!

(boos)

(music)

(door opens)

(keys hit table)

Are you gonna come in, or are you gonna stay out there all night,

apologising?

(door closes)

(bottles clanking)

(door closes)

(clunk) Baz...

You know everything now.

Everything.

And you're still being nice to me.

Why?

Ah... I suppose...

I know what it's like pretending to be someone you're not.

You?

(footsteps)

I only moved back here 'cause this was the only place

I could afford to live.

I sold my folks' house...

Blew all the money on a good time!

I failed out there, Kate.

I thought I could have been a pro, but...

just wasn't good enough!

(sniffs)

I don't talk about it, but...

I reckon people can smell the failure,

if they get close enough.

Well, Conor's pretty close...

and he thinks you're a big deal.

Ah! People project.

Maybe they see it 'cause it's there!

Maybe they see it 'cause it's there!

You know, a friend of mine once told me...

the truth is like a wave.

You can't hold it back!

All you can do is ride it out.

(laughs) I can't believe you're making this about surfing!

Everything's about surfing, surely you know that by now!

Do you wanna know the real truth?

You're anything but a failure, Baz.

It kills me to see how good you were with Conor.

Even before you knew!

And after.

It makes me feel I got everything wrong.

Right. (pats sofa)

Give me a hand with this.

(footsteps) Ah!

Yeah, throw them over there.

Now!

Oh.

Oh Christ...

When you said you'd a bed,

I didn't realise you just meant one bed!

Ah!

This is a bit hard for me,

I actually prefer the hammock.

(creaking)

God, thank you.

Yeah, throw them there.

OK. Yeah, grab the two pillows there.

And we'll get you sorted.

OK, yeah!

Right!

Sorry.

(music)

(music, waves)

(music, bicycle wheels)

(clunk)

(blind rolling)

(music)

(paper rattling)

(Sigrid's voice) Dear Carrigeen residents,

It is with warm hearts that we are announcing the news

that our wind farm construction is imminent.

(music, bicycle wheels)

It is an exciting time for Norsk Ventus, and for Carrigeen,

as together we face the south-westerly winds

for a great, green adventure.

We are glad to share many benefits with you,

and with all Irish citizens, as we begin to supply renewable energy

to your national grid.

There will be disruptions to your traffic, trade, utilities,

amenities and foreshore access during construction,

but we know you see the big picture, and we thank you in advance.

Finally, this wind farm is more than fifty turbines in the bay.

It is a proud signpost pointing to a bright future,

for West Cork, generations, and the planet.

Yours sincerely,

Sigrid Andersen.

(music, bicycle wheels)

Mornin', Baz!

(music)

(bed creaks)

(music)

The whole thing's dripping in

smarmy corporate-speak!

Do you know?

I was all for the wind farm.

Until you and Kate poisoned the whole thing.

Are you even listening to me?

Yeah.

It's just that...

couch in the bedroom, I think I've done me back in.

(slap)

No more than you deserve!

Look, I...

I'm sorry, Noreen.

I just thought it was better you didn't know anything.

Come on over here and sit down.

Come on! Sit down, I'll tell you anything you want to know.

(footsteps)

Well?

Why did you keep this from me?

I thought we were a partnership.

And... what did you think would have happened

if you got granted the licence?

(sighs)

The application was meant to be a distraction.

We were never meant to succeed.

We, who's this "we" business?

You and... what do you call, a consortium?

There was no consortium!

It was just me and Sigrid Andersen from Norsk Ventus.

(sighs) It was a story to get the wind farm over the line.

I'm not an idiot, Noreen,

I know that the wind farm is the best thing for the town.

I just couldn't be seen to be pushing it too hard.

(clink)

(sighs)

Make your own tea.

Ha!

Look. When I first made contact with the Norwegians,

they had a suggestion. An idea.

As to how I might help.

They would make it worth my while...

if I made the application.

The agreement was, she told me...

that it was only as a last resort.

Worth... your... while.

So this wasn't about the town?

(sighs) I wasn't going to refuse money if they were offering.

But the agreement was that it would never be

traced back to me and that's why I didn't tell you,

I didn't want you to worry.

I always had the best interests of the town in mind.

It was just a white lie.

For a green future.

(slap)

Quit your sloganin'!

I'm not one of your constituents, I'm your wife!

For God's sake.

Hmm.. technically...

you're still one of my constituents!

But... (laughs)

Oh, say no more, enough said!

There's no such thing

as a white lie, Michael.

(paper crumples)

And you're on the couch again tonight.

(sighs)

(music)

(door creaks)

(music)

Busted!

Ah, shite.

OK.

Conor, em...

There should no longer be any secrets between us.

Eh, so in the...

light of that, eh...

you should know that

last night, after everything that happened,

eh... Baz and I s... Oh God!

Ah!

Whatever it is, I don't wanna know!

I know he's my Dad, but somehow that makes it even worse!

Oh!

Love, I'm sorry I've made everything so weird for you.

And this isn't helping!

No, n-no, not now, I mean your whole life.

I honestly thought...

that you wouldn't feel the lack of a father if you didn't

know there was an absent one out there.

Who's to say he would have been absent?

You just assume the worst in everyone!

You think you have to lie, because wh...

people won't know what to do with the truth?

You could try just...

having a bit of faith in people for once.

(music)

only got into this whole mess for us!

So what now?

We just cut and run

back to Dublin?

What about Baz?

What about your pal, Breege?

Do you even care about what happens to this place?

(music)

What's wrong?

That was the fostering agency.

We've been selected!

What do we do now?

Well... nothing!

Surely they will change their mind

once they realise that we're having these...

marital problems.

Yeah, only if we tell them!

No, Breege, it wouldn't be right!

We have come so far!

We are so close!

We can't just throw it away now!

Why are you talking like nothing has changed?

I don't even know what "we" means any more!

Well, maybe "we" need to figure that out!

(music)

(footsteps)

Hiya!

So you're high-tailing it back to Dublin?

Callum...

I never meant for any of this to happen.

Well then stay!

At least, finish what you started.

The hardcore heads are against us,

people are angry that they've been lied to.

They're gonna disrupt it in any way they can.

And I want to do the right thing, I do!

I figured as much.

Here.

Oh!

(laughs)

You know...

the truth would be a great story...

if you're willing to run with it?

It would kill the wind farm.

The annoying part is it's still the right thing to do.

Even if it's owned by a shower of langers. (laughs)

The world needs green energy.

It just...

doesn't have time to worry about the grey areas right now.

Well, maybe... we don't need a story,

maybe what we need is a bargaining chip.

Ahem!

For Conor, for the journey home.

Oh, that's really kind, Noreen!

Safe home.

(footsteps)

Whatever you do,

just...

look out for the town, yeah?

Don't make me regret liking you!

(music)

(music, waves)

(Teddy's voice) It's going ahead, it's imminent.

(voice on phone) What did you expect?

They have the planning permission.

Besides, this is good for you.

It consigns all this pipeline nonsense to history.

Dad. No, no.

I'd sooner have my public apology.

The town thinks I'm behind it all,

my gallery's getting attacked and vandalised,

and it's all because... Dad!

What!

Hang up the phone?

You're in the clear.

Excuse me?

It all kicked off last night.

Everyone knows you weren't behind the pipeline.

What?

Well, who is it then?

Michael Kelleher.

Turns out he's into some shady, deep-state

big business kind of shit, I dunno.

Oh, and, um...

you were right about Conor's mum!

She was working for Norsk Ventus the whole time.

Wait...

just hang on a second...

(voice on phone) Still here, by the way!

And I'm late for my personal trainer!

Yes, fine, fuck off, Stephanie!

Nice.

How do you know all this?

Well...

Callum totally outed his dad in front of everyone,

then Noreen got up, gave Kate both barrels,

she had the whole thing figured out.

(sighs)

Oh! (laughs)

such good news, that's all!

such good news, that's all!

Yeah. For you.

Right. And...

how are things with Conor?

Is he here?

He lied to me the whole time.

Um... you think he had a choice?

Can't have been easy for him,

uh... keeping her secrets.

Suppose.

Hey.

Don't be too hard on him, yeah?

I just can't understand why Michael would set me up like this,

I mean... we make an effort, don't we? Eh...

I've tried to integrate, my work on the heritage committee,

my paintings are a little love letter to this place!

We're blow-ins, Dad!

Even worse, we're Brits!

And always will be.

Yeah.

Well, if they want an enemy,

(music) they can damn well have one!

Where are you going?

To hit Big Mike with a bit of white lightning.

(door opens) Yeah!

(door slams)

(music)

Did they run you out of Carrigeen?

You heard.

It's the talk of the town.

And you're leaving already?

I'll be flying out from Dublin later today,

I just need to stop by the site office.

There's a bit of a blow-back after last night... (laughs)

there might be some extra assistance from a hardcore element, but eh...

(slam) You did it, Kate!

I think you'll be getting a very warm reception in Oslo.

Did you know

about Michael Kelleher?

Does it matter?

It all worked out, people know we're the best choice now.

All they needed was to be asked the right question,

in the right way.

So it wasn't just a coincidence.

Kate...

We should be drinking champagne right now,

not worrying about the details!

we should celebrate!

we should celebrate!

Sigrid!

He never has been.

He never has been.

You paid him to do this!

I told you we were pursuing all angles.

You didn't honestly think we would leave

a billion-Euro deal in the hands of an undercover tourist?

You were always just one avenue.

That email...

that Callum got, that was from you!

Well, technically it was from Vidor in IT.

We needed to hide the source.

(laughs) Look.

If it's any consolation,

you were always Plan A.

We didn't want to use Michael,

but after the Chamber of Commerce thing, we felt

things weren't moving in the right direction.

Kate!

You understand?

Why didn't you tell me?

Arvid's decision.

Strictly need to know, that way if you messed up,

you would only expose yourself, and...

Plan B would still be in play!

Well, I thought I was playing for the good guys.

Ah...

There are no bad guys here, Kate.

Everybody just does what's best for themselves.

Then why play games?

Because some people don't know what's good for them!

(music) OK.

Good to know where I stand.

Kate!

Be professional, yes?

Don't do anything stupid with this?

(music)

(lighter sparks)

(waves)

(footsteps)

Hey!

King Con!

Hey!

Dad!

Hey listen, can we stop with the stupid names?

No Con-man, no Rhino, just, you know...

Yeah, sure, I can call you whatever you want!

Son?

Do people say that?

Just Conor's fine.

So how are you after last night?

Bit of a head-melt, eh? Yeah.

Job's done, she's getting ready to head back to Dublin.

Are you heading too?

Maybe, maybe not.

Depends if I have somewhere to stay.

Stay here!

I mean, if you don't mind

sharing a sofa-bed?

(sniffs) I need to talk it through with Mum.

But, eh...

I don't start college for a few weeks,

Poppy's place is out, so...

Wow...

Have you got any more of that? I could smell it from the beach!

No way!

If we're telling your mum we're staying,

we are not doing it stoned!

I think it's a bit late for that! (laughs)

(music) I just got up too quick!

Parenting 101.

(music, footsteps)

(clunk)

(knocking)

Michael, can I trouble you for a word, please?

Michael, I know you're in there,

let's do this like civilised adults, shall we?

We're closed!

'Til three o'clock!

(traffic, seagulls)

Big Mike my arse!

You don't wanna talk, right, fine!

You don't wanna talk, right, fine!

The next time I see you, I swear, we'll settle this

man...

to man!

Who do you think ye are?

Rocky Marciano?

(laughs)

(music)

(chanting) Norskis out! Norskis out!

Norskis out! Norskis out!

Norskis out!

(car door opens) Norskis out!

Norskis out! (car door closes)

No, I am not talking to you!

I just want a chance to explain!

Well, it's a bit late for that!

How am I supposed to believe anything that you have to say?

I fucked up.

I thought I had no choice.

Well, we always have choices, Kate.

Everything that happened between us, was it an act?

I mean, did you mean anything that you said?

OK, when I got down here first,

I... just wanted to get the job done and get out.

But then I spent time here, and I realised,

I'd missed you.

And I care about the place.

I am sick of all the lies, Kate.

You know, we've been offered a child?

And I don't know if I can accept.

'Cause I don't know who I can rely on any more.

That's wonderful news!

Is it?

Why do I feel so confused, then?

Right, I may be a terrible person. (music)

But I meant everything I said to you.

Just... please don't make any rash decisions,

you want this child! Aargh!

I don't want your advice, Kate!

Drive safely.

I'd hate for anything to happen to Conor.

(music, chanting)

Brona!

Are you all set for book club?

Did you get the message I sent you about the new book?

(voice on phone) Yeah! The thing is...

This month isn't great for me, actually,

I'm going to be doing a... eh... a night course!

So, all out of reading time.

A night course!

In what?

English literature?

So... basically reading books, yeah?

(different voice on phone) My dog's sick, so I'm just kind of...

sitting in with him most evenings.

(another voice on phone) Honestly, Noreen!

I'm up to my eyeballs,

I wouldn't have time to read a haiku, never mind a book!

(music, footsteps)

So...

You still wanna work for me?

Do I get a share of the profits?

Now that it's a family business!

Steady on!

Jesus! What is that?

It's herbal. Good for ya!

(car door closes)

Hey...

Kate!

I suppose I should...

take a shower.

(sighs)

I... thought you were going to stay for breakfast...

Can you stop? This is just too weird!

I'll leave you two to talk.

What... what's he leaving us to talk about?

About going home...

or not...

(voice on phone) God, Noreen!

You must be desperate if you called me!

Two words...

as if!

(music)

(Michael's voice on phone) Yes?

Michael!

Those Norwegians are making pariahs out of us!

I've been thinking.

What if we were to come clean?

Give people the whole story, the full story.

I mean... you did do it for the town as well, right?

Maybe we could emphasise that.

Michael.

Yes, Noreen, I... I'm weighing it up.

Leave it with me, I'll call you back later.

So!

Where were we?

You were just about to pour me one of those!

Ah! I wouldn't have had you down as a whiskey girl.

When in Rome...

You know...

I appreciate you coming over here at such short notice.

But I don't think...

we should be celebrating.

(pours) Why here, Michael?

If I didn't know any better,

I'd think you wanted to be seen with me!

You're not getting any ideas about making our little...

arrangement public?

Are you?

You know, you've left me holding a very hot political... potato.

And it doesn't look good on me.

We're going to have to make

another arrangement.

We both hoped it wouldn't come to this.

But you knew the risks.

You were compensated financially for taking them.

It's not just me.

It's my wife,

my son.

I think they both have a mind to go

public with this.

I don't think that would be wise.

Why not?

Nothing to lose at this stage.

I'm in the bad books either way.

If things stay the same...

I'll be turfed out in the next election.

The bar will take a hit.

And you think dragging us down with you

will help that?

Trust me, Michael,

this noise will fade away in time.

You're a businessman.

Make the right... commercial decision, yes?

You can take that as

friendly advice.

Finish your drink,

and leave.

And take that as unfriendly advice.

(laughs) Where are your manners gone?

I lost them.

Along with my

good sense.

The day I got into bed with you lot.

I can keep our arrangement secret,

but don't expect me to kiss your ass while I'm at it.

(laughs)

(door slams)

A gap year? Are you serious?

What's the rush?

You've got a place on a course that I broke my back to pay for?

Forget my back, I practically broke my life!

Yeah. I think you did that all by yourself, Mum.

OK, just, let's...

think this through.

It's one thing to...

take some time to expand your horizons, and grow up a bit?

It's another thing to spend a year being a beach bum,

who thinks that the meaning of life is in a wave!

He's behind me, isn't he?

Which is completely fine,

because I totally wasn't talking about him.

Yeah, yeah, and I totally didn't hear you

dissing my whole way of life.

It's not personal, Baz.

It's fine for you. It's just Conor is...

Dude.

She's right.

I mean, you never told me you were thinking of taking a whole year off.

I don't want you to drop out on account of me.

Can we just talk about this in the car?

Just... come home with me.

I'm not going anywhere.

Love...

I can't just drive off and leave you here for a whole year!

Why not?

That's what you'd be doing at college!

I'm eighteen!

Your job's over, Mum, it's done.

(door opens)

(crunch)

(door closes)

Where have you been?

You OK?

I just needed some time to think.

It's gonna be busy with a kid around here.

Breege, we can't.

Maybe you can't?

But I can.

I've waited my whole life to be a mother.

And I'll do it on my own if I have to.

I am this close.

And I am not gonna let it be taken away from me.

And we've to keep this place open?

So, that means,

we have to work together until we can figure out a way to earn a living.

So we're partners for now...

at least.

You pretended for sixteen years. (music)

We cannot run this business together forever,

We cannot run this business together forever,

something's going to give!

Don't you think you owe me this much?

That's all I ask.

They'll find out.

I'm willing to take the risk.

(music)

Hm.

I thought I'd open the bar a bit later tonight.

Not expecting much footfall.

So...

what are we going to do about it?

I don't know.

I suppose I've made my bed.

Now I guess I'm going to have to lie in it.

Quietly.

It's our bed, Michael.

(music)

Noreen...

I'm a politician.

Sometimes I don't know what side I'm on.

Or even who I am.

But through all of this I've known one thing.

I love you.

(tuts)

(sighs)

I'm not even gonna make a big deal out of this.

As soon as it gets cold, you'll be back.

I'll prep for the kids' class.

Text me when you get home. Yeah.

(laughs)

(slam)

Right!

Listen, ah...

(car door opens)

About last night...

Ah.

This is the bit where we both

say we don't want anything serious, right?

(car door opens) No,

this is the bit where I ask you what the hell that was?

Honestly?

Dunno.

A mistake? A...

lovely mistake?

Would it be a mistake if you weren't going to Oslo?

Eh, do you not think that we've, em...

complicated Conor's life already?

Just look after him, yeah?

And be a grown-up.

Never gonna happen!

(laughs)

(car door closes)

And Baz?

Thank you.

(music)

(car engine)

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Heat lightning

The sky is

Alive with its summer shore

Kind eyes of

Nine lives, oh

Slow dance with what we can't know

All their love

Carries me back home

Growing up

Waiting to become

Young again

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Gold truths in

Old rooms it's

How everything lost gets found

Play nice!

Sorry about last night.

I get it.

You couldn't sell out your mum.

I just thought, maybe, like...

you could have told me, is all.

No. You're right.

I should have.

I guess it doesn't matter now.

You're...

heading back to England,

so...

Aren't you going back to Dublin?

Um... I'm actually gonna...

stay here, for the year.

So this is it then!

Well, I guess that's up to you.

You, eh...

know where I am if you change your mind!

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Wait!

Aren't you the one who's supposed to chase me?

Too busy chasin' the waves!

(laughs)

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Kate!

I'm going to miss our little rendezvous.

(laughs)

To what do I owe the pleasure?

I'm here because I want to lay out a little scenario for you.

So I could leave here right now,

drive over to the radio station, and

call out Norsk Ventus and the fake pipeline on air.

The town would be up in arms,

and Norsk Ventus' reputation would be...

killed.

I'm guessing this is a hypothetical case?

It's small-time radio, and the deadline has passed.

We already have protesters who still want to disrupt things.

What's a few more?

Well, I hadn't finished.

Callum will make sure that every news outlet across Europe

is aware of how Norsk Ventus does business.

Pay-offs, manipulation...

fraud!

It's not a very credible scenario.

Especially not the bit where you give up everything you've worked for,

just to screw us.

And to screw yourself.

I don't care about the promotion any more.

(laughs)

You can forget about the promotion, Kate!

If you want to go blowing whistles,

you can kiss your job goodbye!

And Arvid will make sure that you never get another job

in this industry again.

And don't pretend you don't need the money.

For Conor's education?

I've done a bit of digging.

Leverage is very important in this game,

but I guess you're starting to learn that.

Look.

I don't enjoy talking like this.

It's important work we're doing here, and...

I thought we were on the same team!

None of that has to happen to you.

Oh, I'll take what's coming to me.

You're bluffing, Kate.

For someone who has so much practice?

You are a terrible liar!

You want something from me.

So just come out and ask.

I intend to.

So if I keep quiet...

One: you change the terms of the dividend.

Money up front for the town...

gross, not net.

Cash.

Hard cash starting the day that the turbines roll into town.

Two: you petition the Irish government for broadband access

in the area.

Kate!

Cough up for a satellite, I don't care.

But don't tell me that an investment at this level

doesn't hold sway up in Dublin.

Anything else?

Oh...

and a new training ground and kit for the camogie team.

So if I say no...

you blow the whistle,

you lose your job,

maybe your house?

You are behaving like you have a choice!

We both know you have to say yes!

You have to give me this.

Maybe.

But I still have some leverage.

(laughs) What?

I'm still your boss, Kate?

I say where you go.

If I give you what you want,

you stay down here and finish this job.

You sell your new deal to them,

shut down the protests,

take the flak for the company,

no Morten,

no me,

just you.

We need someone to eat whatever shit they're gonna throw at us,

and you're gonna do it,

with a Norsk Ventus-branded smile on your face.

And what then?

What about Oslo?

It's a long road back to Oslo from here, Kate.

You have a lot to prove after pulling a stunt like this.

So you have a choice.

Leave town,

tell the truth,

feel good about yourself for a little while,

and lose your job.

Or...

stay here.

Stay quiet,

take one for the team, and yes,

keep your job.

It's a pretty place, Kate.

I trust you'll make a sensible decision.

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And all their love

Carries me back home

Growing up

Waiting to become

Young again

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