Striking Out (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Episode #1.4 - full transcript

-[ Door opens ] -MAN: Where's the child?

-We were only having a party. -Where is he?

-Oh, no. What are you doing? -All right!

-Sam? Hello. -[ Shouting in distance ]

Come on. Up we get.

-Get away from me son. Sam! -Daddy!

Sam! Sammy! Sammy!

-Get your hands off me! -Daddy!

-Get your hands off me! -MAN: Listen to me.

-What's going on?! -Listen to me.

There's nobody here in a fit state



-to take care of that child... -It's home to him!

-...so we're removing him to -- -Sam! Sam!

-Daddy! -WOMAN: Sam! Sammy!

Get your hands off him! Where are you taking him?!

-Where's your warrant? -Here's your warrant!

Where are you taking him? Sammy!

Ah. What's this?

We didn't do anything wrong. We didn't do anything wrong.

MAN: And whose is this?

WOMAN: Sam.

We're gonna get him back. We're gonna get him back.

Don't worry. We're gonna get him back.

He's not going anywhere.

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪



♪ It is breaking down ♪

♪ Turns on itself ♪

♪ Melts the flesh from the bone ♪

♪ Oceans empty ♪

♪ Drop by drop by drop ♪

♪ No shock and awe ♪

♪ Slow and steady she goes ♪

♪ No Jesus, no wrecking ball ♪

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Hiya.

Could I get a croissant to take in with me, please?

MAN: Sure, Tara.

What's with the smile?

Happiness.

-You gonna say hello? -Nope.

You take me for granted?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Thank you.

You could make a case that being taken for granted

might just be the best thing in the world.

Um, someone called Eric was in earlier looking for you.

Thanks.

MAN ON TELEVISION: And today the Pike Commission of Inquiry

into possible bidding irregularities

surrounding the new Leinster General Hospital

is setting up to hear witnesses.

Among those being interviewed later this week

will be the former minister of health, Philip McGrath,

and Nigel Fitzjames, the CEO of Irish Oak consortium,

-who built the hospital. -DEE: Ooh.

Hello.

-Hi! -This is so funky.

-Aw. -Geez.

Thank you!

But, uh, Tara, where are all the tissues?

The tissues?

I thought you were serious about family law.

There should be catering packs of tissues on every surface.

Remember what Vincent said?

"Those of you who can't get into Dunbar's will teach.

And those of you who can't teach..."

"Will do family law."

Well, that's me. Can't teach.

Can't do Dunbar's.

-Ladies. -Oh.

Latte for madam.

-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.

Macchiato double strength for her only friend.

Pete, this is Dee.

-Hi. -Hi.

TARA: Thanks.

[ Whispering ] Oh, my God.

Tell me you're already carrying his baby.

What?

But of course -- You don't like him that way.

No comment.

Seriously, I don't even know if I'd know what to do anymore.

It's been so long since I've been with anyone else.

It's like riding a bike.

Oh, I hope it'd be better than that.

Hi, Dee.

Hey, Ray. How's it going?

You left your brain at the flat.

Oh, thank you.

-Keep me posted. -Stop it.

Ray, do you remember when I employed you,

I said it would be for two weeks?

That was nearly six weeks ago.

Yes, but I am indispensable.

I know I've just had a nice payday, but I don't know.

This whole going-out-on-my-own thing has been feast or famine.

I just don't know if I can pay you a regular salary.

That's a relief.

I thought you were sacking me again.

Am I not?

No, 'cause I'll work for nothing.

You can sort me out when you get the next payday.

I have a new client for you. They're friends of mine.

I guess it'll be more legal aid.

So not a feast as such -- more of a snack.

So there were drugs in the flat?

It was a party, like.

And they just took Sammy away. We want him back.

Why don't the two of you go and get a coffee,

maybe some breakfast?

I just need to have a quick chat with Ray.

Yeah. Cheers.

Social services don't just take away people's children

for no reason.

Don't they?

No, they don't.

-Ray, look at them. -They've had a terrible night.

You're just judging them for how they look.

No, I'm not.

But the court will.

Look.

I've known Johnny all my life.

We've had the same journey through care.

He's a good heart, and he's a good dad.

If I was their friend, I'd be taking them to someone

with years of experience in family law.

That's not me.

I'm just a corporate lawyer gone walkabout.

You will take them under, won't you?

Please, Tara.

Fine.

Go on.

JOHN: Brown sauce?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Lads, she's gonna help you.

Mrs. Rafferty.

Oh, hello, uh...

Ray.

...Ray.

Tara is busy at the moment. I'll tell her you're here.

Thank you.

I don't care if it's ex parte. We'll be there anyway.

Yes. Be sure you do.

Thank you.

Right.

There's an emergency care order hearing

listed for today at 4:00.

We'll all go there together.

Are you up to that?

-Yeah. Thanks, Tara. -Yeah. Thanks.

Will Sam be there?

No. I'm sorry.

Have they said where he is?

No. They won't tell us.

-Hey, Mum. -Oh.

Just give me one moment.

I'll see you there at a quarter to 4:00, okay?

And try and get some rest before then.

JOHN: Yeah.

I just dropped by.

Yeah. Thank you.

There's a sale at Brown Thomas,

and I thought I might buy you lunch.

Oh, that's lovely, but I'm just a little bit busy.

Why don't I drop in in the next couple of days?

-How's that? -Lovely.

Okay.

-Lovely coffee. Thanks. -Thanks.

Oh. Conrad.

-Oh. Eric. -How are you?

-Good, thanks. -And Irene?

Fine, thank you.

-Tara? -Ditto.

-Would you mind passing on -- -Must dash.

Okay.

VINCENT: Come in.

Yes.

How can we help?

My client, Mr. Fitzjames, is called later this week.

Yes.

We wondered if we can get a day and time.

Thursday, Friday.

Depends on the former minister and other witnesses.

He's a busy man.

I'm sure.

So am I.

We were also wondering

if someone had been briefing the press

about a probable line of questioning.

Were you, now?

I thought your venerable father was representing Mr. Fitzjames.

Our firm is.

And you're the office boy.

Oof.

Vincent has an agenda.

Does she know?

Rosie, show Mr. Dunbar Jr. to the door.

Don't open it. Just show him.

Let him try and work it out for himself.

-[ Door opens ] -Ooh. Well done.

Here we go.

WOMAN: They are both known to social services.

There is a history of drug abuse.

Used syringes and needles were found on the scene.

The public health nurse reports missed appointments for Sam

and missed inoculations.

The same also from Sam's doctor.

His teachers, they report lateness and absenteeism

and frequent states of distraction.

There is also complaints and reports from neighbors.

It is our view,

particularly in the context of drug taking in the home,

that there is a serious and immediate risk

to Sam's health and welfare

and this situation cannot be allowed to continue.

Where is my son? Where are you keeping him?

Ms. Keogh, your son is in a place of safety.

He will remain there for another seven days,

when an interim care order may be applied for.

I will consider permitting you both a supervised visit

if I am persuaded that it is in Sam's best interest.

Meanwhile, I'm ordering assessments on yourself,

John Murphy, and on Sam.

All of the relevant documentation

will be provided to your solicitor,

and you will have ample opportunity to reply.

Judge, I should like to apply for a guardian ad litem

under section 26 of the 1991 Act

to make an independent assessment

of Sam's best interests.

Agreed.

That is all.

RAY: Here, Vinnie.

Saw you on the telly.

Raymond!

Brought you a coffee.

Why, thank you.

And the purpose of this visit?

Apart from craven adulation.

Tara needs an income.

And you need someone shuffling papers

and keeping you on the straight and narrow.

Fine point. Well made.

Someone's gonna get nailed for his inquiry, aren't they?

I doubt it.

Surprise them. Have you seen Fitzjames' yacht?

Sadly, we can't throw someone in jail

because we don't like their taste in toys.

What is the world coming to?

Come on. Come meet the team.

JOHN: Heya.

Hey, Lydia.

Hey.

How are you doing?

Grand.

Johnny, social services will be coming to check this place out.

Might be an idea to tidy up.

You know, Ray is right.

It's all about how they see you as parents,

how this place looks as a home for Sam.

He loves it...and us.

Do you mind if I look around the place?

No.

So you still find whoopie cushions funny?

-Yeah. [ Laughs ] -That level of humor, yeah?

That's a lovely painting in there.

Did you do it?

Yeah.

Don't forget you've got your appointment

with your social worker this afternoon.

Yeah.

I've managed to postpone Lydia's until Thursday,

give her a bit more time to prepare.

WOMAN: Come in, John. Take a seat.

We are applying for an interim care order.

We need to know how you propose to tackle your drug issues.

We're suggesting parenting classes.

We also need to feel assured that Sam will be at school,

on time, properly turned out

and that your flat is also in good order.

So, can you tell me how it's come to this?

All rise!

I came to see Mum.

She's playing golf.

She may be some time.

It's okay. I'll wait.

How is she?

Well, not great.

She doesn't have the easiest time of it.

How are you?

I'm okay.

Many years ago...

when I was about the same age as you are,

come to think of it -- God. How odd is that?

I was engaged.

Then I met your mother... at a party.

I was smitten.

And we fell in love.

I broke off the engagement.

Then...your mother became pregnant, and we got married.

Did you still think about the other woman?

I did.

More as time went by, and... Mum and I...

I mean... these things aren't binary.

I still loved your mum

and respected her and all that, but...

Did Mum know how you felt?

Never spoken of.

Not our style.

A few years ago...

...I met the woman again.

Siobhan.

We had a brief affair.

Mum found out -- hence my "no angel" tag.

For me, it was decision time -- stay...or go.

You were doing your finals in college.

I used that as my excuse to stay.

What happened to Siobhan?

She...died.

Bumped into Eric the other day --

or vice versa.

IRENE: Hello, little family.

Mum.

Hey.

Hey.

Morning.

Oh, God.

What's wrong?

The report from John's assessment.

He called the social worker a bitch.

Well, I'm sure she's heard worse.

Lydia's urine test was positive for methadone.

-Does she have a prescription? -I don't think so.

Ray, this is looking helpless.

And John's was positive for cannabis.

Oh, God.

But he did teach Sam how to swim and whistle

and do 20 keepy-uppies.

It's more than anyone ever did for John.

-Right. -Hey, Vinnie.

-Hey. -Hey.

I need a solicitor on the inquiry.

Flexitime. You're it.

Any hours you like,

and we'll work around whatever you have on.

Yeah. Okay.

I accept. Thank you.

-When do I start? -Yesterday.

Eric dropped by the other day.

Did he?

There's a pattern forming there.

All right. What have you got?

VINCENT: If you work from here, you'll never be short of coffee.

Ah. The ubiquitous peripatetic.

-I'll call you later. -Talk to you later.

Do you have a moment?

Pete.

Hey.

For what?

Come into my office.

Ray, can you give us a minute?

Of course.

Really nice.

Has a feeling of...permanence.

Yeah.

Ms. Rafferty, I need a good solicitor.

Why? Have you been done for stalking?

Doorstepping my father,

showing up here for your coffees,

Vincent's inquiry.

Smacks of a little desperation.

I was that the inquiry because he's interviewing my client.

You need to leave me alone.

Why?

You never said it was over.

It's over.

You're just saying that.

This is crazy.

We're great together. You know that.

No, I owe you, Eric.

You know, if I hadn't caught you with Caroline,

I-I would never have this office.

I would never have got to know Ray, got to know Meg.

I was on such steady tracks before, and I...

...I came off, and now I'm having this long-overdue,

necessary adventure.

For your sanity and mine,

just accept that there is no going back.

Love's not that easy to switch off.

You'll find someone else.

Caroline, maybe.

Oh, no, no, no.

You looked like you were really enjoying it.

That wasn't the same thing.

I want you back in my life... in our bed.

It isn't gonna happen.

JOHN: Lydia?

Lyd?

Come on.

Come on, baby. Come on.

Come on.

It'll be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

He's fine.

LUCY: Hello, Eric.

I love your tie.

Thanks.

JOAN: You saw her.

I told you to keep away for a while.

I couldn't.

I can't bear it.

[ Voice breaking ] I can't bear not being near her.

I don't know what to do!

RAY: They're well over the top about these reports.

Sam's doing all right.

Integrates socially.

Yeah, but there's lateness, distraction, messy appearance.

There it is again -- appearance.

Oh, come on, Ray.

If a teacher says that a kid isn't dressed properly,

isn't clean --

I know it's appearance, but it's also important.

And John scowling at everyone, me included, isn't helping.

To him, you're just like all the rest --

privileged, powerful, and patronizing.

There is something in these teachers' reports.

It always mentions that John is there, never Lydia.

I am not impressed.

I expected more from her.

Just one idiotic infidelity.

Yes. Imagine.

Just one infidelity.

Our son's bereft.

His grandparents are alive.

We're alive.

We never even had any pets.

Joan, where are you going with this?

Want me to buy him a dog?

But he's never lost anything before.

It's destroying him.

I won't have it, Richard.

We have to do something.

Ta-da!

It looks great.

-How is Sam? Do you know? -Yeah. How is he?

He's fine. He's -- He's fine.

What's this about?

Could you both sit down, please? I need to talk to you.

Um, you're --

Yeah. No. He's fine to stay. Go on.

Lydia, do you have a prescription for methadone?

I think you've got one chance to get Sam back.

And that's if John applies for sole custody.

Sole custody?

John, you need to find a new home

away from your present contacts.

And, Lydia, I am so sorry,

but you might only have limited and supervised access to Sam.

-Out. Out now. -It's your only chance.

You as well.

She's a snotty bitch.

I can represent you,

but you don't stand a chance together.

It only hurts 'cause she's right.

Think about it, Johnny.

Sorry, Tara.

She's his girl, you know?

They've been together their entire adult life.

He takes it seriously.

Thanks, Rosie.

Happy in your work?

This? Yeah.

The other business, it's so raw. Family stuff.

Anyway, I've just lost my only clients, so I'm all yours.

My gain.

Oh.

I thought you were Tara.

What are you doing here?

I was just thinking of asking Tara

to sublet some office space,

get away from the kids for a while.

Um, she's at Vincent's inquiry.

Weed's not good for you, kid.

McGRATH: ...clearly a politically motivated witch hunt

set up by this new government.

Then you should be comforted by the fact

that I have no political affiliations

or preconceptions, Mr. McGrath.

-I'm sure, but,nonetheless -- -You've made your point.

Now, some questions if you wouldn't mind.

You accepted a bid which was clearly unfeasibly low.

I acted on the recommendations of Tim York,

my head of procurement.

Who, sadly, is no longer with us.

He was unwell and perhaps not at the top of his game.

He assured us the bid was sound,

and I can categorically assure you

that the strict Irish and EU protocols governing such matters

were scrupulously adhered to.

Hi.

Hi.

I left something for you in your office, on your desk.

Oh. Something nice?

I'm afraid not.

Uh, landlords have given me notice --

uh, breach of lease conditions,

subletting space without their permission.

Oh, no.

Okay. Well, I'll get onto it straightaway.

I knew you'd say that.

Community service. Only six hours to go.

-Tara? -Yeah?

Can I cook you dinner?

Oh. Well, it's...

No. Uh, at my place when the cafe's closed.

You and me.

Uh, okay. When?

Tonight?

No. Actually, I have my Bible group.

Oh. Well, I mean, we can always...

-Kidding. -...do -- [ Laughs ]

Well, I do know hardly anything about you.

I hardly know anything about you.

Friday?

Friday.

RAY: Tara? I have someone here to see you.

Hi, John.

Look.

I'll do it -- if you're sure it'll work.

I can't guarantee that.

The word I used was "chance."

This way, we have a chance.

Well, how big?

A choice between a chance and nothing.

How am I meant to tell Lydia?

What do I say to her?

I mean, like, how I'm abandoning her,

how I'm betraying her?

From what Ray has told me, the last few years

have been incredibly challenging for you.

I know you don't want to hear it,

but Lydia's addiction is putting Sam's return to you in jeopardy.

Can you do this for him?

John, can you do this?

Yeah.

Okay.

We've got four days to show them you're a responsible father.

We have to convince a judge.

Ray?

I have a few things for you to do with John.

We're gonna go to the ICO, and we're gonna go prepared.

We have to get you some court-appropriate clothes.

A job would look good.

I'm calling it the favor.

Um, he's a good worker, though.

Uh, but he can only work school hours -- 9:00 to 3:00.

That works for us. See you Monday.

-Thanks a million. -Cheers. See you Monday.

Cheers, Ray.

TARA: And you'll also need a new home.

Oh, this is so frustrating.

I can't find anything at short notice.

-Are you looking for a flat? -Yeah.

I have one.

I know. I live there with you.

No. My other place.

What, where we shared in college?

Yeah.

Who is this for?

It's just for a client of mine and his little boy.

They're going through a pretty tough time at the moment.

But it wouldn't be long term -- just somewhere for a few months

until they find somewhere else more permanent.

Okay.

Really?

How'd you swing this?

-It's Tara. -[ Keys jingling ]

Oh!

What do you think?

Yeah.

Yeah. Nice.

And can be in back, kick a ball and stuff.

Also, I have to coach you.

You have another assessment, this time the guardian ad litem.

So, Mr. Murphy, have you always been a scumbag?

Yeah. Yeah, born and bred.

Tell us about your jobs.

I was an apprentice plumber, and I worked for three years.

Then you got sacked.

Didn't get sacked, though, did I?

You do this right

or Sam ends up having the same shitty life we had

and you see him once a month till he's 18.

I got laid off after the crash, and there wasn't much work.

And Sam's -- Sam's mother was, like...

Sam's mother was...

...unwell.

Will that do?

FITZJAMES: I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth.

Thank you for being here, Mr. Fitzjames.

I wonder --

Were you surprised when your hastily assembled bid

for the Leinster General Hospital was successful?

Not at all.

Our consortium had a proven track record,

and ours was the best bid.

It was the lowest bid and was too low,

as the 18 million overrun would seem to indicate.

Overruns are not unusual in our business.

Did you meet with the then-minister, Philip McGrath,

during the bidding process?

Absolutely not.

Hello from the real world.

Hi.

How's it going?

Getting there.

Take a look at this.

It's a tip-off

about the procurement man, Timothy York.

It's not signed, though.

Do you think it's legit?

Don't know.

Says York kept records of the bidding process.

Well, can we try and find them?

This inquiry has no investigative powers.

All I can do is ask questions.

I'll make a copy of this.

Rosie, can you get a transcript of Fitzjames' testimony, please?

Yeah.

Uh, Meg?

Any news on the leaseholders?

Drawing a blank, I'm afraid.

I'm sure Tara will --

Tara will what?

Save the day.

Meg, there's something else I need you to look into for me.

This guy Timothy York

and some records that maybe he was holding.

He was the head of procurement at the Ministry of Health.

Just try and find the records if you can.

Speak to his widow, anyone who knew him.

But this is all unattributable and off the record.

Vincent can't know that we're doing this.

Hey, Ray.

Tara.

Did you have any luck finding out who owns this building?

Mm, the holding company is Three Rock in the Cayman Islands,

but the trail stops there.

Are you fighting them?

I've threatened the named landlord with proceedings,

but to be honest, I don't think we have a hope in hell.

The evidence of the breaches of the lease are watertight.

I'd like to know how they found out.

I'll keep probing to find out who they are,

and I'll try to find your records.

Ray.

See you.

See ya.

Well, I...also tracked down the company Three Rock

and found out they are involved in a litigation in New York

and they're represented by Klissman and Pfeiffer.

Hang on. I know them.

They're US associates of Dunbar and Calloway's.

What does that mean?

Means that Meg is off her game.

Did Meg mention renting some space in here for herself?

No.

There's not much point now anyway,

'cause I'm gonna be moving on as soon as I find somewhere else.

WOMAN: Can I get you anything?

JOHN: No, thanks, Ms. Davis. I'm not long after lunch.

I saw Sam earlier.

He's fine.

Why don't you tell me about him?

Sam is -- Little Sam is a diamond.

-Hey. -MEG: I think I found something.

Hang on one sec.

Okay. Go for it.

Tim York had a hobby. He grew vegetables.

And this is his hut, all boarded up --

for a long while, by the look of it.

Mm. Okay.

Well, I didn't go in, but I took a peek.

There's a pile of books in there and stacks of papers.

Wow. Okay. Thank you so much, Meg.

You know what to do.

Yeah, yeah. I do.

Hi. This is Meg Riley.

I may have a bit of news for you.

.

-Hi. -TARA: Vincent.

I think we've found the procurement guy's records.

Well done, you.

Yeah. Another anonymous tip-off. E-mail this time.

So, have you got anything to do with this?

No comment. Vincent, listen.

I was reading Fitzjames' testimony.

You might want to check out a couple of phrases of his

which are really similar to the minister's,

things like "strict Irish and EU protocols"

and "scrupulously adhered to."

It's worth a look.

Gotcha. Thanks.

And, uh, good luck with your thing.

Thanks.

WOMAN: The best possible outcome, Lydia,

that we could even begin to hope for in this situation is --

-Lydia. Please. -It'll be okay.

Will it?

If it isn't, we'll have lost Sam and each other.

Here are the, uh, guardian ad litem reports.

Thank you.

-[ Gavel taps ] -WOMAN: All rise.

Proceed.

VINCENT: I just want to pick up on something

regarding the bidding process.

And I quote --

"The strict Irish and EU protocols governing such matters

were scrupulously adhered to."

That is what I said.

An understandable error on your part, Mr. Fitzjames.

But actually, that's what Minister McGrath said

when he gave evidence.

You said, "The whole process

scrupulously adhered to strict Irish and EU protocols."

Your testimony and the minister's are rather similar.

Wouldn't you agree?

I may have heard the minister's evidence.

You were not in this room when he gave evidence.

-No, but -- -And it was not made public

until after you made your statement to this hearing.

Startlingly similar.

There's no chance that you and the minister,

in breach of the rules of this inquiry,

discussed your testimony in the run-up to this hearing?

Of course not.

And have you met with the minister in recent months?

We bump into each other from time to time...

in our charity work.

But you never discussed this hearing?

Not to my knowledge.

Really?

It seems records have been stored.

-Vincent. -The Gardaí, at this moment --

Look.

Whatever was in the hut has been destroyed.

We will adjourn. Matters have arisen.

Thank you.

Both respondents were distressed.

Both clearly with considerable experience of social workers

and how to manipulate them.

Perhaps, but I'm quite canny enough to know --

I see no mention in your report

that either specifically asked about Sam's condition.

Well, they were under considerable pressure and --

Did they ask?

DAVIS: No.

Neither actually asked, from what I recall.

-That is a lie! -WOMAN: Shh.

-I did ask! -That's enough.

No further questions.

Did you tell them how Sam was?

Yes.

So there was no need for them to ask.

No.

In your assessment,

you included a painting that Sam did for you.

It is clouds and a castle,

surrounded by a forest and a rainbow.

Not unlike the picture painted on Sam's bedroom wall

at his home?

Very similar.

Painted by John.

On page 11 of the report, exhibit 5,

you'll see another photograph

of Mr. Murphy painting a similar picture at his new flat.

Having spoken to Mr. Murphy, would you describe this

as an attempt to manipulate the authorities?

I would say that it is entirely genuine.

The thoughtful and creative act of a loving father?

Yes.

A father who took his son to school every day

and collected him.

A father who was found lying on his son's bedroom floor

when the Gardaí raided,

placing himself in between what was happening

at the rest of the flat and his beloved child.

A father who despite having little experience of a stable family life when he was a child

surrounded Sam with love and protection.

Yes.

In circumstances that anyone would find difficult.

Yes.

That is all.

Judge, a motion has been issued on behalf of my client,

and I ask the court to give Mr. Murphy custody of Sam,

to live with him at his new home,

from which Ms. Keogh will be absent.

You can't do that!

I'm his mother! Please!

Mr. Murphy has never stopped loving Ms. Keogh.

He has been with her through all the years of her addictions,

and he will be there for her again

once she's made a full recovery.

And Sam will have a loving father with him

while they wait for her to come back to them.

Very well.

John must have him.

He must have Sam.

JUDGE ANDREWS: With liberty to apply

in the event of any issues arising,

I order that John Murphy is the primary carer with sole custody.

Lydia Keogh will be allowed supervised access

for one hour per week,

to be reviewed in three months' time.

WOMAN: All rise.

Tell him I love him.

Course I will.

Thank you. Thanks.

And you.

Where's me boy?

Let's get you to him. Come on.

Daddy!

Buddy!

Come here!

-Missed you. Missed you. -Bye, Ray!

[ Laughs ] See youse.

Thanks so much.

See ya.

Let's go home to our house!

Wait till you see our new house.

Sammy, say hello to Steve.

Hi, Steve.

Do you want a lift?

I'm grand. I'm just around the corner.

-We'd better go. -[ Engine starts ]

Me final community service.

Hey.

So, how do you end up on a houseboat?

I had to put an ocean between myself and someone.

A lover?

A gangster.

A lover.

What happened?

I wanted children.

She didn't.

Deal-breaker.

That's tough.

Yeah.

Anyway. More champagne?

Ray Lamont, we're arresting you for theft.

Theft?

I'm doing my community service here.

Oh. That's going to look lovely.

Bag of weed in a secondary school.

You do not have to say anything unless you wish to do so.

But anything you do say

may be given in evidence in a court of law.

Thank you.

So, what are you cooking? It smells amazing.

Sea bass baked with lemongrass and ginger.

Fancy.

God, Tara, you...

-[ Cellphone ringing ] -Oh.

Let me turn it off.

Sorry. Just one second.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Hello?

Ray.

What?

I'm on my way, okay?

Pete, I'm so sorry. I have to go.

Ray has been arrested.

Of course.

I'm so sorry.

I'll talk to you soon.

I hope he's okay.

Excuse me. Can you let me in now, please?

I need to speak to my client.

Ray.

Sorry.

I forgot you were having dinner with Pete.

Don't even -- [ Sighs ]

How is he about losing the cafe?

Pretending not to care.

He's collateral damage.

I got a call on the way over.

Vincent's main lead, the shed,

Tim York's shed with the paper,

it was burned down before anybody could get to it.

It's like it's all closing in on us.

Tell me about it.

Ray, I'm gonna get you out of here.

Not this time, you won't.

They found my weed.

They knew I had it on me.

Someone is trying to destroy us.

And you know who it is.

MEG: I can get all that to you by Monday or Tuesday.

RICHARD: If you're happy with that.

-Oh, yeah. Yeah. -Great.

See?

♪ And they warned me of silence ♪

♪ To protect from the violence ♪

♪ Yet here we are ♪

♪ Now my knees bleed from falling ♪

♪ And my hands burn from crawling ♪

♪ It's time they heard us calling ♪

♪ Shout them down ♪

♪ Let the rain fall down ♪

♪ On defiant faces ♪

♪ Standing as one with one voice ♪

♪ I know it's hard when the hard have won ♪

♪ But those down-turned eyes ♪

♪ And this wall of silence won't hold them back ♪

♪ Now it's time ♪

♪ Time they hear ♪

♪ Just because ♪

♪ They're monsters ♪

♪ Don't mean close by ♪

♪ There are heroes ♪

♪ And they warned me of silence ♪

♪ To protect from the violence ♪

♪ Yet here we are ♪

♪ Here we are, here we are ♪

♪ Now my knees bleed from falling ♪

♪ And my hands burn from crawling ♪

♪ It's time they heard us calling ♪

♪ Shout them down ♪