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[bright whimsical music]

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday to you #

# Happy birthday, dear Roberto #

# Happy birthday #

# Happy birthday to you #

Hip-hip!

There should be candles.

No naked flames on the ship, I'm afraid.

Come on, then, birthday boy, at least make a wish.

[Roberto] Are you mocking me, Ethan?

No, Dad, of course not.

All the help, go, please.

I need the room.

I'm sorry, I'm the cruise director, not the help.

The shower pressure in my cabin sucks,

and we haven't had fresh towels all day.

Of course, I'll sort it for you, Mr. di Marco.

[footsteps tapping]

So, kids, it's time.

My latest MRI scan.

Your Alzheimer's is getting worse?

I'm standing down from the business

with immediate effect. [sighs]

Time for somebody else to take over the reins.

Listen, I've been chief financial officer for 10 years.

And I've been chief exec for 12!

In name only.

Excuse me?

Enough!

Perhaps Dad wants some fresh blood in,

shake things up a bit.

I mean, projections have plateaued, right?

Dad fired you for a reason, Ethan.

Just how many secretaries

did you have your wicked way with again?

Enough!

[gentle solemn music]

You are kidding me.

Freya will take charge and handle my affairs

[Rebecca scoffs]

when my mind is no longer my own.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

Excuse me?

You kids, since the day you were born,

you've had everything you ever wanted.

Houses, cars, clothes, holidays.

So, let me get this straight.

This woman, who you've known for five minutes-

We have been married for three years.

This isn't to do with you!

Watch your tongue, Rebecca di Marco.

You're giving her the business

that you and Mum spent your lives building together?

Half of the company.

And the other half?

Back where it belongs.

It was Mum's company, too.

She wanted us to have it.

It's our inheritance.

Dad, we need to talk about this.

This discussion is over!

Ah!

Freya, amuninni.

[groovy upbeat music]

# Going on an adventure #

# And I've got a feeling the sun don't shine #

# Shine, the sun don't shine #

# I'm in love with the ocean #

# And I've got a feeling I'm sailing tonight #

# Tonight, I'm sailing tonight #

# It's because of you #

# Your love is an ember #

# I'm going on an adventure with you on my mind #

# I'm going on an adventure With you on my mind #

[gentle jazz ballad music]

# Alone with a heart #

[chuckles] Hi.

# A battered old heart #

Whiskey, please, Sam.

# A heart that needs tender care #

-[hands slapping bar] -[guests chattering]

[sighs] Make it a double.

Let me get that.

Thank you for your performance the other night.

You know, when this tour is over,

maybe you should think about moving on.

Really?

Seeing her every day, it's no good for you, Jack.

It's not healthy.

It must really hurt.

You know some of the crew have been running a book

on how long it takes her to see sense?

Kate's made her choice.

I won.

You have fallen through the basket, Jack.

I mean, what would she ever

see in you?

[footsteps tapping]

Thanks for the drink!

[glass slams]

I actually hate him.

He's still our dad.

Yeah?

Someone who treats his kids like he does?

And what he did to Mum.

I wish he'd drop dead right now.

You don't mean that.

He's dying anyway.

[Rebecca] So, what do we do?

We stop him.

Before it's too late.

[couple chatters]

[guests chattering]

[Roberto] Stick another one in there.

Oh, I'm due on the main stage soon,

so I shouldn't. [chuckles]

Nonsense.

[drink pouring]

I'll have the same.

Thank you.

You look troubled, son.

What is it?

Woman? Business?

Kids?

Two out of three ain't bad.

[chuckles] Not easy, raising kids.

No.

No, it's not.

[glass clinks]

Me and my little brother, we grew up poor, really poor.

I had nothing. [chuckles]

I didn't want that for my children,

I wanted to give them a nice life.

Everything we didn't have. [chuckles]

But I got it wrong.

Gave them too much,

and now- [scoffs] now they're just three spoiled brats

who have no idea how the world works.

Sorry, I'm oversharing.

Oh, it's fine.

-[Roberto gulps] -[footsteps tapping]

-Roberto, darling. -Yeah?

I think you've had enough.

[Roberto sighs]

Look, the doctor said-

Oh, never mind what that quack said.

Who cares? [scoffs]

I'm on holiday!

Probably my last one, for that matter.

I need someone to drive me somewhere tomorrow.

I'm not interested.

I could do with a wingman, someone to watch my back.

1,000, cash.

I guess I could squeeze it in. [chuckles]

[Roberto] 8:00 a.m., sharp!

And where are we going?

[sighs] It's important.

I have to right my wrongs

before I lose my mind entirely, Luca.

I should get him to bed.

Come on, darling.

[Roberto] See ya.

Hey, Jamil, how do you fancy a little adventure tomorrow?

[Jamil] Hmm!

A grand in cash, straight down the middle.

[chuckles] I do love an adventure.

[laughs] Top man.

[Jamil chuckles]

[light thoughtful music]

[Luca speaking in foreign language]

[Luca laughing]

[assistant speaking in foreign language]

[ball bouncing]

[letter rustles]

[ball bouncing]

[Luca speaking in foreign language]

[sombre contemplative music]

[light clicking]

[fire crackles]

[bright breezy music]

[Beverley] Buongiorno, ladies and gentlemen,

this is Beverley, your cruise director,

informing all guests

that the ship has now arrived in Messina,

the beautiful island of Sicily.

You're invited to disembark for an Italian adventure.

Ship sails at 8:00 p.m. this evening,

so plenty of time for la dolce vita!

[light thoughtful music]

[vehicle engines whirring]

Come on, there must be some way.

What else do we pay you for?

Right, fine.

Maybe we'll just hire another family lawyer from now on.

So, Dad got to him already.

So, how do we stop the old man

giving away our inheritance?

Plan B.

[light thoughtful music continues]

[vehicle doors slamming]

[Roberto speaking in foreign language]

[Roberto laughs]

[Roberto continues speaking in foreign language]

Thanks a lot, Dad.

Oh, get a sense of humour, you snowflake.

Freya?

[Freya] Oh, do you know how many calories

is in one of those things?

[Roberto groans]

[Roberto speaking in foreign language]

You wanna tell us why we're hear, Dad?

[sighs] Ah, this is where it all began, kids.

di Marco ice cream.

Hasn't changed a bit! [chuckles]

So, what's this all about, Dad?

Rubbing salt in the wounds,

showing us what we could've had?

Harris!

You keep the hell out of this.

You know, you've had everything, yet achieved nothing.

All three of you are a disappointment!

-Tobacco. -Get lost, you little punk.

Huh?

Huh?

[street vendor speaking in foreign language]

Hey, Dad, are you okay?

Get away from me. Don't touch me!

[Rebecca] Okay, okay, we're just trying to help.

[tense uneasy music]

[Roberto] Take me back to- to the ship.

[Jack] What happened there?

[Roberto speaking in foreign language]

[Jack] What's that mean?

The kiss of death.

[bright upbeat music]

[Freya laughs]

Dad's ill in bed, but as long as she's having fun.

-[barperson and Freya laughs] -[people chattering]

That's it.

Not another one of your idiotic plans?

This is genius.

I don't think so! [laughs]

Hey.

Hey.

Kiss of death.

What did it mean?

Probably just some kid messing about.

It's shaken him up, I know that much.

But you know what he said to you earlier,

I'm sure he didn't mean it.

That we're all a disappointment to him?

Oh, he meant it.

Look, you are still his little girl, trust me.

We used to be close, you know?

And then it all went to hell when Mum died.

She held the family together.

The di Marco glue.

So, what's your story, Jack Grayling?

Is there someone at home who's missing you?

Divorced,

and a teenage daughter who doesn't take my calls.

What happened with your wife?

She said I was married to my job.

Probably right. [chuckles]

Cabaret singer?

Uh, the one before.

Let me guess.

[laughs] Multiple-choice, okay.

Uh...

A, carpenter.

B, homicide detective.

Or C, an astronaut.

Well...

These hands are way too smooth to be a carpenter's.

Your eyes are too kind

to be a murder cop.

So I guess I'll have to go with astronaut.

[Jack] Oh, you're good at this.

[both laughing]

Well, it's late.

Time for bed.

It's been nice talking.

It was an invitation, Jack.

[footsteps tapping]

-[birds chirping] -[bell tolls]

[Jack groans]

[Jack sighs]

Argh!

[Jack gasping]

Come on!

-[door clunking] -[Jack groans]

I was gonna call up for some breakfast.

[sighs] I'm late for work, sorry.

You don't need to be.

[sighs] I must've really put it away last night.

I never feel this rough.

We had a good time.

Clearly. [sniffs]

See you later, Jack.

[door clunking]

[gentle thoughtful music]

[Jack] Kate, it's not what you think.

I think it's none of my business.

-Kate. -Jack!

You can do what you want with who you want.

[Jack sighs]

Wait!

Look, Kate, come on, please, don't be like this.

-Kate! -Jack!

It's the first time I've,

with a passenger.

I just needed to get my mind off-

Stop!

You don't have to explain yourself to me.

But I want to.

Just got off the phone with the Catania police.

It isn't good news.

[gentle sombre music]

[Francesco] You two work on the ship?

Kate Woods, first officer.

Capo intanto, Francesco Ricci.

Come with me, please.

The victim had one of your room keys in his wallet.

Do we have a name?

I was hoping you could tell us.

Can I see the body?

Please?

10 years in Manchester CID.

Un poliziotto?

He's good.

[sheet rustles]

[Jack] Roberto!

Roberto di Marco.

He's here with his family.

He lives in Bearsden, which is just outside Glasgow.

And it says on his passport he was born here.

di Marco? Are you sure?

Yeah.

Were they known to you?

[cell phone chiming]

[birds chirping]

[gentle sombre music continues]

[phone line ringing]

[Luca speaking in foreign language]

Roberto!

Dad!

[Freya sobs]

All right, don't look at him, don't look at him.

We need to call Harris.

Where is your brother?

I haven't seen him since the ice cream truck.

[Rebecca] There's no answer.

[Freya sobs]

Freya, I asked security to keep an eye on your husband

after that death threat to him yesterday.

They said they got off the ship very early this morning,

about 6:00 a.m.

Any idea why?

Uh, he said he had a business meeting.

But he was on holiday?

[sighs] Roberto was never on holiday.

Work always came first.

Have you and idea why he got that death threat yesterday?

I mean, does he have many enemies?

Just his own kids.

Well, let's just say they weren't too happy

about missing out on their inheritance.

The business turns over millions.

You think that his kids-

I don't know if you've noticed,

but the di Marcos ain't exactly the Waltons.

[Freya sobs]

[gentle sombre music]

-[Freya crying] -Okay.

[Jamil] This came from the Range Rover.

Brilliant work, Jamil.

"Il bacio della morte."

The sign given by a mafia boss

that signifies a member of the crime family

has been marked for death.

A result of a perceived betrayal.

Oh, come on.

I mean, I know we're in Sicily,

but that's a bit far-fetched, isn't it?

Hollywood didn't create the mafioso, Kate.

All right, okay,

so which gangster do you think killed Roberto?

Oh, everything points to this being premeditated.

Someone planned it.

Well, the stepmum, Freya, thinks the kids are involved.

One of them ordered a mafia hit?

On the night of his birthday at the yacht club,

Harris said they needed to stop his father

before it was too late.

Written out of the will, so there's your motive,

and now he's conveniently disappeared.

The other brother, Ethan,

also said he wished Roberto would drop dead.

And security have him leaving the ship

first thing this morning.

He seems pretty shaken up about his dad's death.

Well, maybe he knows something about it.

[Kate] What about the daughter?

Solid alibi.

[light whimsical music]

Right, yeah.

This morning's little walk of shame.

[Jack clears throat]

What is this?

Let's just focus on the girl for now.

She's the key.

-Mm. -Mm.

[Jamil laughs]

"Il bacio della morte."

"The kiss of death."

It really freaked Roberto,

and I don't think he was a man who was scared easily.

I don't recognise her.

Roberto di Marco grew up in Sicily.

Clearly, the name meant something to you.

Maybe you should see this.

The youngest sibling.

Ethan?

[Francesco] Left the boat shortly

after his father this morning.

He followed him?

That's what I thought,

but then I trailed him with the CCTV,

and he broke off once he got into town.

And then payment.

Maybe for someone to take out his dad.

Like a hitman?

We're bringing him in for questioning right now.

We're also circulating Harris's photo around the island.

I really think we should focus on the girl.

With all due respect, this isn't your investigation.

And with all due respect,

you can't just ignore a death threat.

The di Marco family are linked to organised crime,

so is the girl.

You know them.

You fear them.

It's worth a look, at least.

Like I said, stay out of this for your own good.

[gentle solemn music]

You said you wished your father would drop dead right now.

I didn't mean it!

But you were angry with him.

So angry that you paid a man to shoot him.

No!

So who are you paying money to here?

[door clunking]

Anything?

This was from the notepad in Roberto di Marco's cabin.

So, what are we looking at?

Whoever wrote on it

would have left an imprint of their writing

on the sheet of paper underneath.

Check this out.

[pen rapidly scraping]

[Jack blows]

Jack, you are a genius. [laughs]

[Jack] Mm-hm.

[Jamil] "Hai messo incinta Isabella."

"Harris e tua figlio."

"He's your son."

Ethan set you up.

It was a honey trap.

-[diners chattering] -[light gentle music]

What?

He thought that he could pay a male escort to seduce you,

get the photos, and then show them to his dad.

So he'd divorce me,

and the kids would get the business after all.

[Rebecca] You're an idiot.

You're an idiot.

This guy just came up to me last night in a bar,

started buying me drinks.

[sighs] And I told him to do one.

He was really persistent, though.

Ethan, look at me.

Do you really think I could do that to your father?

Cheat on him?

[sobs] I loved him.

Took advantage of him, more like.

What did you say?

Oh, please.

Dad gets dementia,

then suddenly signs half the company over to you?

Doesn't take a genius to work out that you're a gold-digger.

-[hand slaps] -[Ethan gasps]

Right, that's enough.

Come on, outside.

Oh, nice one, bro.

[tense uneasy music]

[Luca speaking in foreign language]

It's time.

[gun clunks]

[bell tolls]

Your dad and uncle, what happened between them?

Dad hardly ever talked about his brother.

We just know they had a fight.

And do you know what the fight was about?

Dad left Sicily, never came back.

And Isabella?

-[diners chattering] -[light gentle music]

What's any of this got to do with my mum?

I just...

[sighs] I just came across her name.

That's all.

Oh. [laughs]

Look, am- am I in the way here?

[Rebecca] I need to go and find my little brother.

Rebecca.

I need to check on Ethan.

[footsteps tapping]

[Jack sighs]

[Jack] Luca Palo di Marco, born in Sicily in 1960.

Roberto's brother.

Founded the di Marco Ice Cream Company with him in 1979.

Two years later, he's been taken off Companies House.

Why?

Well, like Rebecca said,

some kind of big Sicilian vendetta.

[cell phone chimes]

Trouble in paradise?

Uh, Piers wants to go for dinner tonight.

Wedding plans.

You could do so much better.

Not listening.

The rest of your life with that guy.

He'd probably bore you to death.

Jack, will you just leave it, please?

[tense mysterious music]

Jack?

-[bicycle rattling] -[footsteps pattering]

Look, I just wanna talk!

Who do you work for?

-[blow thuds] -[Jack grunts]

Oh!

-[Jack scraping] -[footsteps shuffling]

Jack!

Jack!

-Jack! -[car tyres screeching]

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

[tense suspenseful music]

Luca di Marco, he's taken Jack.

[cloth unfurls]

[birds chirping]

[Jack gasps]

[Jack panting]

Luca, I assume.

Is that the gun you murdered your brother with?

My brother's been dead to me for years.

Roberto told me where you came from.

How tough it was growing up.

[tense uneasy music]

But he escaped and left you behind.

Made something of himself.

He didn't resort to crime.

[chuckles] You do not think

that stealing from your family is a crime, huh?

That business, we built it together, me and him.

And we both know why he did it, don't we?

Why he took everything away from you.

Why you didn't speak for over three decades.

Why am I here, Luca?

Because I'm getting a little too close to the truth?

You need to shut me up, what?

Exactly the opposite.

-What? -I want you to talk.

Well, if it isn't a cabaret cop.

[sirens wailing]

[intense dramatic music]

[tense uneasy music]

The police have been looking for you.

You disappeared before your father died.

Things to sort out.

Ah! He comes to me.

He wants me to help him take the company

away from his stepmother.

For me and him to run it together.

Without his brother or sister to steal what was theirs,

just like Roberto.

Your own father was murdered,

and the first thing you can think about

is shafting Rebecca and Ethan?

Dad didn't care about me.

And they don't either.

Always been the black sheep.

All I care about right now

is to know who is responsible for the death of my brother.

Well, I had my money on you.

Well, now you have five seconds to tell me all you know.

And everything the police have got.

Cinque.

They've got nothing.

Quattro.

Tre.

I'd really start talking there, Jack.

Due, uno.

[Luca speaking in foreign language]

"Hai messo incinta Isabella.

"Harris e tua figlio."

Harris is your son.

What?

Luca?

No wonder you felt like the outsider, Harris,

because you were.

Roberto wasn't your real dad.

[tense dramatic music]

[Luca groans]

[water splashing]

[sirens wailing]

-[car tyres screeching] -[both grunting]

[car doors slamming]

[both grunting]

[gun blasting]

[Kate] Jack.

[ambulance engines whirring]

Hey!

[Kate sighs]

[stammering] They've checked you over, then?

Besides a bump to the back of the head, I'll live.

When I heard the shot, I, um...

I thought that...

It's okay. [laughs]

I'm fine.

Yeah!

I mean, I might have concussion,

and you'll need to keep a very close eye on me.

[Kate laughs]

Yeah, well, the, um...

The paperwork would have been a nightmare

if you'd carked it, so...

[gentle thoughtful music]

[car door clunking]

[footsteps tapping]

[Jack] Francesco.

We found the shirt in Luca di Marco's villa.

We think it's Roberto's blood.

Can I get five minutes with Luca before you take him in?

It's a police matter now.

Just five minutes.

Please?

[Francesco] Come with me.

His family are already here.

So, let me get this absolutely straight,

our mum cheated on Dad with his brother?

She would never have done that.

It's the reason they fell out.

It's why Dad fled Sicily.

Our whole life's a lie.

So, what happens now?

You go back home.

I go to prison.

And that's it?

We forget all about this?

Your world is a nice, happy place.

My world is not.

You're better off this way.

[footsteps tapping]

-[door clunking] -[door creaks]

So, are they going to charge him?

Well, unless he tells them he didn't do it.

The police found Luca's shirt covered in Roberto's blood.

See.

When you shoot someone, the blood splatters.

Yeah, you might get some of it on you,

but Luca's shirt was caked in it.

And that only happens

when someone gets close.

[solemn thoughtful music]

Roberto sent a note the morning he arrived.

He wanted to meet,

but when I got there, he was already dead!

No!

Oh, please, no, Roberto!

[Luca speaking in foreign language]

And if he wanted him dead,

it would have happened a long time ago.

The kiss of death, that was all just to frighten him.

Is that true?

You didn't do it?

You'll go to prison

for the rest of your life!

Tell them you're innocent.

Luca, please.

[Luca] This is my retribution.

-[door clunking] -[door creaks]

Luca di Marco, [speaking in foreign language].

[bell tolls]

[moped engine whirs]

[people chattering]

Hey!

Uh, Piers is in the loo.

And that's his wine.

[sighs] Luca didn't do it.

But if he's not gonna say anything.

So, what? We just give up?

Let an innocent man rot in jail?

Everything okay, sweetheart?

Piers, what have I told you

about calling me that in public?

-[Piers laughs] -Yeah, um,

Jack was just leaving.

You're pushing your luck, you know that?

So I can't even talk to her now?

Okay, can we stop being little boys, please?

[wine trickles]

[thoughtful whimsical music]

[wine trickles]

Jack? You all right?

[Jack groans]

The wine.

I'm an idiot!

Finally, you have something right!

I need to go.

[Piers] Bye-bye.

Jack, where are you going?

[Piers sighs]

[Freya sighs]

Piers...

Our food is on the way.

This is important.

And our wedding day isn't?

Pick a date. Yeah?

I'll be there.

[Piers sighs]

[Mary] Hi, Jack.

Your urine sample tested positive for triazolam.

Sleeping pills.

Thanks, Mary.

[footsteps tapping]

Which would make wine change colour.

Look darker.

That's the reason I didn't wake up.

Why I got a hangover.

Freya? Where are you?

[bright thoughtful music]

[diners chattering]

[family chatters]

What's all this about?

The kiss-of-death threat from Luca di Marco

presented you with an unexpected opportunity.

[scoffs] I don't know what you mean.

I'm talking about your father's murder.

You see, I never get hangovers or sleep in.

But I did today.

[tense brooding music]

You spiked my drink with strong sleeping pills

so that I would pass straight out

and not wake up any time soon.

You knew your dad was leaving early

and you followed him.

You couldn't have brought a gun on the ship,

so you must have acquired one on the way.

A gun the police have now found with your prints.

You found your dad waiting for his brother, for Luca.

Becca?

You think you can just do whatever you want?

Walk all over people without any consequences?

Just like you did with Mum.

[laughing] What are you talking about?

You cheated on her with that woman.

Divorced her, left her with nothing.

She died of a broken heart.

Your mother was no saint.

Liar.

Now you're doing the same to us.

Walking all over us.

Taking what she wanted us to have.

Rebecca, darling.

Put the gun down, child!

This is for our mum.

"Il bacio della morte."

[gun blasting]

[Roberto thudding]

[Jack] You must've disposed of the gun

before you returned to the ship.

[door clunking]

You go back to your cabin to find that I'm still sleeping.

An ex-cop.

[Kate] The perfect alibi.

Oh, Rebecca.

So, you shot him?

He was our dad.

Yeah, well, like you said, he was dying anyway.

Rebecca di Marco,

you are under arrest for the murder of your father,

Roberto di Marco.

And for the record, you passed right out.

As if I'd sleep with a Redcoat.

[footsteps tapping]

[holidaymakers chattering]

[Jack] Kate, please!

I'm needed on the bridge, Jack.

Shouldn't you be at the sail-away?

Me and Rebecca didn't sleep together.

And you think that makes a difference?

What, because I wanted to?

That's the reason you were so mad at me?

I wasn't mad at you.

But you still are.

Jack!

Look, at the hospital, there was something.

Tell me I'm crazy and I'll walk away.

[gentle contemplative music]

I'm getting married.

Piers isn't right for you.

You know it.

Piers is a decent man, he would do anything for me.

You think that's enough?

I've got a wedding to plan.

That's if he'll still have me.

Kate.

June 25th, in Brussels.

Venue booked.

Oh! [chuckles]

-[Piers laughing] -That's great!

[ship horn blares]

-[audience cheering] -[audience applauding]

Ladies and gentlemen,

it's time to introduce our star act for this evening.

To join me on stage,

please welcome the fabulous Jack Grayling.

-[audience cheering] -[audience applauding]

[funky upbeat music]

# When your world is full of strange arrangements #

# And gravity won't pull you through #

# Know you're missing out on something #

# Well, that something depends on you #

# All I'm saying #

# It takes a lot to love you #

# All I'm doing #

# You know it's true #

# All I need now #

# Yes, one thing, yes, one thing #

# That turns this grey sky to blue #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# When your girl has let you out on the pavement #

# Then your dreams fall apart at the seams #

# Your reason for living's #

# Your reason for leaving #

# Don't ask me what that means #

# Who's got the look #

# I don't know the answer To that question #

# Where's the look #

# If I knew, I would tell you #

# What's the look #

# Look, for your information #

# Yes, there's one thing, one thing #

# That still holds true #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

[laptop keyboard clicks]

[Jack sniffs]

[Jack groans]

Hey, Dad.

Hi. [clears throat]

[Mia] You're crying?

Me? No, no.

Not crying. [laughs]

How are you?

[Mia] I'm all right.

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# If you judge a book by the cover #

# Then you'd judge the look by the lover #

# I hope you'll soon recover #

# Me, I go from one extreme to another #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

# That's the look, that's the look #

# The look of love #

-[audience cheering] -[audience applauding]

[ship horn blaring]

[drum beat slams]

# You thought you'd run away now #

# From the troubles in your life #

# And watch a new horizon in the sky #

[lively upbeat music]

# And now the truth's caught up with you #

# Forever is waiting for you #

# In the deep blue #