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[ Birds sing ]

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[ Bell tolls ]

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-Thank you very much. Thank you. -Bless you.

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-So sorry, man.

-[ Sighs ]

-Deepest condolences, Lloyd.

Your mother meant the world to everybody.

-Thanks.

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-Ah, that's been given a good, old boot.

-Yup. Radio it in.

-Papa Delta Eight Two Control, over.

-Papa Delta Eight Two send, over.

-Reporting a burglary at 42 Ballymountain Road. Over.

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-You're not telling me someone has burgled

Mrs Charlton's home on the day of her funeral?

-Looks like it.

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-Um, listen, Marlene, sorry if I'm butting my nose in,

but I can't help but notice

you're still not talking to Barry.

-I don't think anyone needed to see me

having a go at him at a funeral, do you?

-I'm so sorry, Lloyd. -Siobhan, good to see you.

I thought you two were, uh...

-Ah, well, that's all in the past.

-Um, sorry, can I -- can I talk to you?

-Yeah. Uh, give us a wee minute.

What's up?

-I don't see Concepta about.

-Is she okay? -Uh, she's on a retreat.

Finn loved your mummy.

Always brought out the green-eyed monster

in our Concepta. [ Laughs ]

-Mum adored that he grew up to be the local police inspector.

-Mm. -Made her feel safe.

-How's things with your sister?

-Alex is as frosty as ever.

-Lloyd?

There's been a break-in at your mother's place.

-A what?

-Alex, could we have a word with you and your brother, please?

-Excuse me, what's going on?

-Some hellion's broken into Mrs Charlton's house.

-You're joking? -Could one of you come with me,

check your mother's place in case anything's been taken?

-Whatever you need. -Yeah, I'll come too.

-I'm sorry, the crematorium is booked for 11:00.

If you're late, they'll just move on. You'll lose your slot.

-I'll be there, don't worry. -Okay.

-I'll see you later.

-See if I get my hands on whoever done this!

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-Mum's stuff...

God, look at the state of this place.

All was in order when I left last night.

-What time was that at?

-Around 11:00 pm.

-For all the ransacking, I can only see one thing missing.

-Which is? -Mum's snuff box.

-She really loved that thing.

-What's a snuff box? -It holds powdered tobacco.

-The wood was salvaged from a Spanish Armada shipwreck.

It was worth around £20,000.

-How many people knew about this box?

-Not many.

-Someone who knew the family, then.

-Who'd do something like this?

-[ Sighs ] Ah, Alex.

-If there's nothing else, I'm gonna go to the crematorium.

-If you don't mind, could I ask where you both were last night?

-I flew in this morning, from Seattle.

-When I left here, I went straight home last night

and was at work first thing.

-You opened the butcher's on the day of Mum's funeral?

-[ Sighs ]

-Thank you both.

-Yeah, I'm sorry, this is now a crime scene.

Would you mind stepping out for us, please?

- We'll be in touch, Lloyd.

-What's the beef there, then?

-Well, they had a massive falling out years ago.

Lloyd accused Alex's then-boyfriend

of stealing their grandmother's engagement ring.

The boyfriend denied it. People took sides.

He and Alex split up over it.

-And she never forgave Lloyd?

-That's why he left. It got worse after that.

When Mrs Charlton got sick,

Lloyd never came to care for his mother.

-What, from America? -Mm-hmm. He works in tech.

Long hours, big stress -- said he just couldn't get away.

He didn't expect his mother to go downhill so quickly.

-So what about Alex's ex? Is he still around?

-Sly Dunwoody.

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[ Plays tentatively ]

-I still can't believe it.

-What's happened?

-Some hood's broke into Mrs Charlton's house.

I'm sickened by it.

-Did you ever hear the like?

On the day of the funeral. Shocking, altogether.

-I mean, I'm no fan of that family,

but I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

-You working on the set list?

-I want to give the people of Grimsby a show

they'll never forget.

-Remind me again how you two are paying for this tour.

-Last night, I charmed some music-loving investors in Derry.

Money should land in tomorrow or so.

-And do these businessmen need repaid?

-Aye, but we'll be selling out like big-tech Lloyd in no time.

-Come on, go easy on him. He's my mate.

-Oh, speaking of which, Sly,

we're having the Charlton wake in here later.

-How could I forget?

-You'll be on your best behaviour,

what with Alex being around?

-All that's ancient history,

but I'll make myself scarce, out of respect.

-I hit a nerve?

-Alex is the one who got away.

The fact she thought he could have

stolen that engagement ring broke him.

-Did he? -No!

Course not!

-Those people just assume the worst about me.

Well, let them.

No skin off my nose.

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-[ Sighs ]

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-What links this burglary

is that the suspects gained entry

by kicking in the back door.

-Mrs Charlton's snuff box is very different

to what was stolen before at the other burglaries.

-They were all in holiday homes, right?

-Yeah, and only copper piping was taken.

I mean, this snuff box was clearly targeted.

Whoever stole it knew what it was worth and where to find it.

-The whole town is up in arms about this.

We need to act promptly,

before people draw their own conclusions

and the pitchforks come out.

-Accusations around here can create bad blood

that lasts for years -- look at Alex and Lloyd.

[ Door buzzes ]

-How was the house-to-house?

-One of the neighbours saw Lloyd Charlton

entering his mother's cottage last night.

-Are they sure it was him?

-They couldn't have been more certain.

-Okay.

So much for Lloyd flying in this morning.

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-Why are we here again?

-It's called a shore survey. It's for college.

It helps us see what marine life is thriving

and what might need some help.

-[ Laughs ] Oh, Oh my, you're such a nerd!

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[ Scoffs ] What's that?

-It looks like sunken treasure.

[ Laughs ]

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-Ahh, cheers, mate.

-Hey.

Really sorry I missed the cremation.

-It's okay.

I get you've got a job to do, especially with the burglary.

-Barry spoke really well,

proper send-off for a great woman.

-Alex gone?

-Back to work. Doesn't seem to be able to stop.

-It's just her way of dealing with things.

-What's with the backup?

-Uh, Lloyd, you said earlier that you flew in this morning.

We have a witness that said they saw you

going into your mum's house last night.

-I dunno how that's possible. -Lloyd, we need the truth.

-[ Sighs ]

I've been in Dublin the past few weeks.

My company in Seattle went bust.

And with the sponsor for my visa out of business,

they kicked me out of the country.

-Why did you lie about that?

-Last night, I slept in the car.

I-I feel a failure.

-What were you doing in your mum's house?

-Just wanted to spend some time there by myself,

like, say goodbye to Mum however I could.

-You didn't come up to see your ma because you lost a job.

She was dying, man.

-I decided I'd wait until I got a new job,

so she wouldn't have to worry about me.

Before I knew what was happening, she was gone and...

Finn, I swear,

that snuff box was definitely still there when I left.

-Would you mind coming into the station

so we can get a few more details?

-Yeah.

-Come on.

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-You think I stole from my mum?

Don't you?

[ Sighs ]

Have you spoken to, uh, Sly Dunwoody?

-Why, because he dated Alex years ago?

-He hates my family.

And he knew where Mum kept that box.

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-Got a minute?

-I've got a 30-venue country and western extravaganza

kicking off in two days so of course, not busy at all.

-Well, in light of the break-in at Mrs Charlton's,

we wanted to check your whereabouts

for the last 18 hours.

-Why have you come running straight to me?

-These are just standard enquiries.

-Are things still tense between you and the Charltons?

-How would you feel if somebody accused you

of stealing their dead grandmother's engagement ring?

I want nothing to do with them, they want nothing to do with me.

Somebody been whispering about me?

-So last night, you were...? -He was here.

-Both morning and night.

-You're happy to corroborate that, Clint?

Aye, it was just a regular, boring night.

-Well, thanks for your time.

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-You said Sly was with those investors last night.

-Aye.

Look, I'm just helping Finn get to the point faster.

There's no point in them wasting time investigating Sly

when the real criminals are out there.

There's no way he robbed Mrs Charlton.

You can say what you want about him,

but he's not that bad.

Look, trust me. Everything will be fine, alright?

Yes, mate?

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[ Gulls cry ]

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-Well, if I had to guess,

I'd say half of the stolen copper

from the holiday home burglaries is in there.

Can you take Niamh's statement and I'll chat to Shay?

Shay?

-Well, this is a bit of a conflict of interest, but...

I'm to take your statement.

-What, because we've been on a few dates?

-A few excellent dates.

Anyway, it being said, people knowing, it's not all that bad.

-[ Laughs ] Why don't I tell you about finding a random crate

in a rock pool first, figure the rest out later?

-Let's tell people we're seeing each other.

-[ Nervous laugh ]

Look, we're just dating. Nothing official.

And there's a lot going on at home.

Dad doesn't need more to worry about.

-You don't want people knowing about us.

Got it. [ Sighs ]

So you found a crate in a rock pool. Go on.

-Hiya, Barry.

-So what has this storm washed up, then?

-Well, come and have a look.

Looks like a load of stolen copper.

-Stolen copper? Stashed out at sea?

-Yeah. -[ Chuckles ]

Just the one crate, is it?

-We reckon it's about half of what was stolen recently.

-I wonder where the rest of it is?

'Cause I've a mind to do a wee spot of fishing

later this afternoon. -Oh?

-You never know what you could catch.

-I won't stop you.

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-Yeah, I reckon that if there are more crates out there,

that they'd be pretty close to the first one,

to make the pick-up easier.

-Should we be doing this?

Does Dad know?

-It's a sort of, "see no evil, hear no evil" situation.

-Oh, right.

Can I ask you a question, Barry?

-'Course you can, son.

-Uh...

I noticed at the funeral,

things are pretty tense between you and Marlene.

Are you really against her and Ash getting married?

-[ Sighs ]

No. Of course I'm not.

It's just that this whole question of same-sex marriage

and the church, it has me in knots.

I know, everything's changing so fast,

and I'm struggling to keep up.

As soon as I get my head around the latest new thing,

the next new thing lands.

I know, I know, it's all progress and that's great,

but by the time I get it processed,

I've already put my big foot in it

and offended somebody or other.

-I'm sure it's hard for Marlene too.

-Yeah.

What frightens me is that, whatever choice I make...

I lose.

I just think it's so unfair

to ask me to choose between my family and my faith.

-You sure that's what Marlene's asking of you?

-Maybe not intentionally.

Hey, listen, we need to crack on.

Let's see what we can find for your dad.

-Right.

-Okay, you get it started. Let's go.

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-Your favourite.

Cheesy gravy, half and half.

I felt bad about earlier.

-Niamh...

I don't do just dating.

I wanna give this a proper go.

-So do I.

-Then we need to tell your dad soon.

He's too clued in. He'll work out something's going on.

-Well, it just being ours is fun, though.

-You're gonna get me into bother.

-Oh, you don't sound too cut up about it. [ Laughs ]

[ Door opens ]

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-What's all this?

So this has been going on for weeks?

-Yes.

-Well...

What do you think?

-Whatever happened to my wee girl

who used to tell me everything?

-Mum... -How old are you?

-He's 19. -There's only a year between us.

-Did you not just take Niamh's statement?

-Yeah.

-I probably shouldn't have -- -Do you reckon?

-He seems like a nice wee lad.

He's better than some of our Niamh's exes.

Do you remember your man... -Mum!

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-Can I just say -- -I really wouldn't.

-Finn, Niamh is an adult.

She gets to decide who she sees.

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-You've got work to do.

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-What? -I'd take it as a compliment.

She's picked a wee version of her daddy.

[ Chuckles ]

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-So, I just saw old Pearce Keefe.

He runs the newsagent across the road from Charlton's Butcher's,

and he was saying there's been a lot of talk

from some of the local suppliers they share

about Alex not paying her bills.

-So the business is in trouble?

-Well, Pearce said Alex has taken on a second job.

-Okay. Who is the second job with?

-Well, that's the thing.

Port Devine Cleaning Company. They specialise in second homes.

-All the copper robberies are from empty holiday lets.

-And she would know what was vacant.

-Let's go and see what Alex has to say for herself.

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-Alex isn't answering her phone either.

Will we check round the back?

-Yeah.

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[ Clears throat ]

-[ Kissing ]

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-Sorry to interrupt.

Could we have a word, please?

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-The crate is directly below us.

-Perfect, put a marker down there.

-Okay, will do.

-Alright? -Yeah.

Barry's found the second crate, which has given me an idea.

-Mm-hmm?

-Why don't we leave it out there?

See who comes to collect it. A wee bit of bait.

-Whoever's watching will need to keep a very close eye.

It's a bit of a dull job, Finn.

-I've got the perfect fella.

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-[ Sighs ]

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-Is it a crime to have a second job now?

The bank were threatening to take Mum's house, mine too.

-Alex, have you ever cleaned any of these properties?

-Yeah, all of them.

I'm doing a lot of shifts.

-Then you've heard about

the recent spate of copper burglaries?

-Why?

What, you think somehow I was involved?

That's nonsense.

-Why did you keep your relationship with Sly a secret?

-What's that got to do with anything?

-I'm just wondering why Sly told us earlier

that you hadn't had any dealings together in years.

-We're protecting ourselves.

The whole town has always been against us.

We just want left alone.

-Last night, did you happen to see Sly?

-Yeah, we met up after I left Mum's.

-Clint said he was at the Commodore all night.

-Must've been a mistake, I suppose. Sly was with me.

-Has Sly ever asked you to lie for him?

-What? No!

-Alex, I can see on your record

you have a conviction for dangerous driving.

-And?

-Do you wanna tell us what happened?

-I was going too fast.

I overtook a tractor on a corner

and nearly collided with another car.

No one got hurt.

-Were you alone?

-Sly was with me.

-Uh, in the other driver's statement,

they thought it was Sly behind the wheel.

-They got that wrong.

-[ Sighs ] Alex, I want you to think very carefully

about what I'm gonna ask you.

Is there any way that anyone apart from you --

and I mean anyone,

could have access to your information

about which holiday homes were empty and when?

-No. -Are you sure?

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-Sly could've gotten info about the empty lets through me, yes.

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-That's brilliant. Thank you. Thanks.

So a scrapyard owner in Campbeltown, Scotland,

was contacted by a man in Port Devine

looking to offload copper,

no questions asked.

The owner got a number from the caller ID and...

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it's Alex Charlton's landline.

-A man from Port Devine -- that's got to be Sly.

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-Here, I was trying to remember,

what's the name of that game we made up when we were young?

The, uh, half-football, half-rugby, what was it called?

-Uh, NGA.

-That's it. What did it stand for again?

-Come on.

"No Girls Allowed.'

-[ Laughs ] That's right.

Yeah, thank goodness for puberty, eh?

We caught ourselves on.

-[ Laughs ]

So, lad, what's the craic with your mum?

-She's at a retreat.

-Aye, but missing Ma's funeral?

They'd been friends for 50-odd years.

-It's complicated.

Look, she thinks she's doing what's best.

Her heart's in the right place.

-Well, whatever's going on, I hope she's okay.

Here, did I hear youse found a crate of stolen copper?

Huh. Deja vu, eh?

-Why's that? -You don't remember?

Yeah, but you must.

Didn't your auld fella do that once, and Barry never caught on.

-Your dad hid copper at sea?

-I was doing some packing

and saw that bomber jacket you have.

-Mm-hmm. -You know the one

that looks better on me than it does on you,

and it got me thinking.

Well, you shouldn't wear it on tour.

I should.

I'm due a change of pace and a wee adventure, so...

I'm coming with!

-That's a -- It's an interesting idea.

-Why shouldn't I join in on all the tour glitz and glamour?

-Who'd run the bar?

-You want to live out of a van?

-Well, firstly, you're due some more responsibility,

and we can hire more help.

We'll be staying in hotels, thank you very much.

Do you not want me to come?

-No, of course I do. Of course I do, love. It'll be a blast.

Mwah. -Oh!

-I knew I'd get some use out of those gold-sequined shorts.

I've only got two days to pack.

-Excuse me. -What's up?

-We need to speak to Sly.

-He was right over there.

-We have a warrant to search for any evidence

related to the recent burglaries.

-You what? This is my home!

-We will be as quick and respectful as possible.

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-Mrs Charlton's snuff box.

Found upstairs in Sly's bedroom.

Where's Clint?

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-Thanks. [ Sighs ]

Standing here doing nothing for hours

whilst everyone's out there searching for Sly.

-Look, you gotta be a team player.

-This isn't what I signed up for.

-Dad will come around.

[ Engine rumbles ]

-Hold this a sec.

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Ryan here.

A suspect boat has stopped

just near the location of the crate.

[ Siren wails ]

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-Josh!

We need you to take us out now!

Okay, start her up.

Start the engine!

-I'm casting off. -Come on, let's go! Go! Go!

Take us around the north harbour wall.

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Yes, get us up nice and close!

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That's it, we're coming in!

Sly, put the crate down!

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Clint?

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-I'm arresting you for burglary.

You do not have to say anything, but I must caution you,

if you do not mention when questioned

something you later rely on, it may harm your defence.

If you do say anything, it may be given in evidence.

-There's some mistake, surely?

-What on earth is going on?

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-I admit, I took the copper.

-Which you hid out at sea?

-Aye, just like my da.

I was to take it to Scotland,

to a scrapyard in Campbeltown, to sell on,

but last night's storm delayed everything.

-Which caused the first crate to get washed up

onto the rock pools.

- I needed to get the other crate out of the water

and across to the scrapyard.

I thought it was a victimless crime, you know?

The houses were empty.

-You thought insurance would cover the losses?

-Did Alex Charlton tell you which houses were empty?

-She told me nothing. -Was Sly involved?

-I did it on my own.

-Clint, we found Mrs Charlton's snuff box in the Commodore.

If you didn't steal it, who did?

-[ Sighs ]

No idea.

-Clint, do you know where Sly is?

-[ Exhales deeply ]

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-Here, love,

listen, why don't you take a wee break, huh?

-No. -Go on upstairs.

Put your feet up. -It's busy.

And with, uh, Clint...away,

uh, I need to be down here.

-Nicole.

-Um...

If anyone needs me, I'll be upstairs.

-[ Sighs ]

I hate Nicole's going through this.

-I really thought Clint had wised up.

-Hi. Uh, Nicole upstairs?

-Yeah.

-I've known Clint since year dot.

There's no way he'd steal from my family.

-We think it was Sly who took the snuff box.

-Ah, time will tell.

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[ Knocks gently ]

-Here as a friend.

-I don't know whether to pack, unpack, or what to be at.

How did this happen?

-At this moment, we believe

that Sly saw a way of making a quick buck.

He used Alex and recruited Clint to steal the copper.

-All because I wouldn't give them the money

to go on their tour?

I mean...

what did I expect?

-Hey.

This is not your fault.

-Feels like it is.

Sure, on the day that Clint proposed,

you knew it was a bad idea.

You saw something like this happening.

-I thought that Clint was gonna prove me wrong.

I hoped he had.

-How much trouble is he in?

-He could be looking at prison time.

-I don't know how much more of this I can take.

-But it depends.

Clint has admitted to being involved

in the theft of the copper, but he hasn't said a word

about the snuff box...

or whether Sly's involved.

That could make a huge difference.

-You want me to try?

-Nicole, I can't ask you to do that.

-Give me five minutes.

Let me get myself together.

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-I'll be downstairs, okay?

-Mm-hmm.

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-It's not in Clint's nature

to land his brother in grief with the police,

no matter the truth.

-What, so, Clint's just gonna keep schtum?

Why would he do that?

-That's the Dunwoody way.

You never grass on one of the family.

-What about Nicole,

the person who's supposed to matter the most?

-I can't believe you've been seeing Sly.

-I keep thinking about what Mum might say

if she knew all this was happening.

-We all make mistakes, Alex.

-No. Sly got me into trouble before.

I took the blame back then 'cause I thought he loved me,

and now here we are again.

Go on, you can say it.

"I told you so."

Look, I just couldn't bring myself to believe

that he actually might have stolen the engagement ring.

I reckoned it must have been lost or something.

But now, all these years, later, he steals Mum's snuff box.

It's all my fault. -You're a trusting person.

-No -- -He took advantage of that.

-I need to go. -Here, it's Mum's wake.

-No, I don't deserve to be here. Mum would be so ashamed of me.

-Alex -- -No, Alex, wait, wait.

You shouldn't blame yourself.

Sly did this, not you.

And there's something else you need to know.

[ Sighs ]

Me and Mum decided to make you believe

that Sly stole Granny's engagement ring.

-W-What? -[ Sighs ]

-You and your mum both lied?

-After he let you take the blame for the dangerous driving,

we knew something drastic had to be done

before Sly really hurt you.

Listen... [ Sighs ] I'm sorry.

But we wanted him out of your life, and it worked.

But I didn't expect that'd mean you'd also end up out of mine.

This is why I went to Mum's last night --

to protect her memory.

-Gran's engagement ring?

-Listen, if it would help you out financially,

you should sell it.

Or do whatever you want. It's your choice.

-I wish you'd told me this sooner.

-Yeah, me too.

-I heard you lost your job and you're sleeping on a couch.

-Until I get back on my feet, yeah.

-Well, not anymore. Come home. Be with family.

[ Sighs ]

-Lloyd, Concepta's...

she's not at a retreat.

She's giving me the space

to deal with some pretty big stuff that she's told me.

You're not the only one who's been trying to protect people

by keeping them in the dark.

[ Sighs ] Um...

she's not actually my mum.

She's my auntie.

-Sorry, I didn't mean to overhear.

-It's okay, Taylor. I'm not keeping it a secret anymore.

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[ Door opens ]

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-[ Sighs ]

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-I'm so sorry about all this, love.

-Are you?

Really? -Of course.

-Well then, you'll set the record straight

and tell them that Sly was behind all of this.

Fine, admit to the copper,

but you didn't steal from the Charltons.

-Love, everything's gonna be okay.

-I need you to do this for us, for me.

-Listen to me.

Everything I've done has been for my family.

-Including abandoning me to go on tour?

And stealing to pay for it?

-I owe Sly.

-I know you feel that way but, Clint, I just --

-The last time the band split up,

we'd just met and started seeing each other.

Everything's gone pear-shaped for him ever since.

-Sly made his choices and you made yours.

-All he had was the band when Alex dumped him.

It's what kept him going for years.

I took that away from him.

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[ Cup rattles ]

-Ooh.

[ Exhales deeply ]

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Ahh.

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♪♪

-Never a dull moment around here, hey?

-Ah, sure, we wouldn't want it any other way.

-You know what really used to do my head in?

That wee sigh you make

every time you take a sip of a really good cuppa.

[ Mimics sigh ]

"Ahh."

Seriously, it used to drive me crazy.

[ Both laugh ]

But the funny thing is, now I do it,

and it drives Ash crazy.

-[ Laughs ]

-You learnt from the master.

-I did.

What it takes to be a proper police officer,

how fairness results in your community trusting you,

and why sticking to the rules is important.

I don't even let my fiancee kiss me

when I'm in uniform.

I wonder who I get that from.

I realise that it's not you but the diocese saying that

you can't have a same-sex marriage in your church.

Okay, I-I get that. That's their rule.

But I just want to make peace. Just put it behind us, yeah?

-Yeah.

-[ Sighs ]

Uh, you see...

it's not just the rules of the diocese

that stops me blessing your marriage in church.

-Okay, um...

What is it, then?

-Well, uh...

How do I say this?

You see, the teachings in the Bible,

I mean, they're unequivocal.

And although I love you, Marlene,

and I really do hope that you'll be happy together with Ash...

but, theologically,

I just can't see how marriage can be anything other

than between a man and a woman.

-Uh...

Well, if...

if that's how you feel...

[ Sniffles ]

...don't hold your breath for an invite.

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-Do you remember our first date? -[ Laughs ] Yeah.

It was a disaster.

The night before, just after your gig at the Commodore,

I caught Sly poking through people's stuff

in the coat check.

He said he was looking for his own jacket,

but it was obvious that he was stealing.

[ Sighs shakily ]

I spent the whole next day worried that you knew,

and that you had only ever asked me out as a distraction.

-I had no idea.

-Well, that's why we went on a second date,

and you were your own man.

The band splitting didn't make Sly who he is.

It just gives him an excuse for his failures,

and then he blames his choices on you.

Where's the loyalty in that?

-I know, but Nicole, it's like --

-This code of silence,

it doesn't make you a good brother

or a criminal or whatever it is you think.

It makes you an idiot.

But you're my idiot, and I need you.

[ Tearfully ] I can't lose you too.

Please,

be your own man.

Be my man.

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Do you think that Sly would do this for you?

-Yeah.

Yeah, he would.

-We both know that that's not true.

-Nicole, listen --

-You deserve to go to jail,

and I hope that they throw away the key.

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[ Sobs ] It's over.

[ Object strikes table ]

I'm done.

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[ Ring clatters ]

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