Striking Out (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
Tara has to deal with a shed containing evidence going up in flames, Ray being arrested on trumped up charges, and Meg betraying her trust.
♪ You told me my future,
I gave you my life ♪
♪ And you got me into thinking I'd no choice ♪
♪ You told me my future, I gave you my life ♪
♪ Then you got me thinking I'd no choice otherwise ♪
♪ Oh, can't you see? ♪
♪ You took advantage of me ♪
♪ I was naive ♪
♪ I wanted to believe ♪
♪ That you'd tell the truth ♪
♪ Instead of spreading a lie ♪
♪ To get what you need ♪
♪ And take what should have been mine ♪
TARA: Meg is working for your father.
Now Ray is in jail. Pete and I have been evicted.
See?
We just got the notice, and now we're out.
I'm gonna call a taxi and get all this stuff picked up.
- Let me take that. - Thank you.
Pete.
I'm so sorry.
Don't worry about me, babe.
- Thank you, Steve. - I just came to see how Ray is.
He'll be dying in there. You know that, don't you?
I know. But look, we're doing everything that we can.
And we're gonna get him out, okay, so don't worry.
Okay.
I was gonna ask if you needed a hand,
but it looks like you're all right.
See you later. Babe.
Eric.
I know that this was your father.
I know that he put pressure on whoever owns this building
to have us kicked out.
- Prove it. - Why don't you look into it?
If you've got the stomach for it.
I'll dig out the lease and get it to you.
Okay.
Come on. Let's get you sorted.
Thanks.
- You're off? - Yeah.
Pete, I can't do this at the moment, and I'm sorry.
Look. Look at me. I'm bad luck.
I don't care.
Isn't gonna happen, and I'm sorry.
Eric?
No.
Me.
I'm sorry, Pete.
♪ 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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- Vincent. - Where are you?
I've been evicted.
- What? - Yep.
And I'm on my way to brief George Cusack
for Ray's bail hearing.
Yeah, of course. How is the boy?
Not very well, I'd imagine.
You don't need me?
No. No, thank you, but not at this stage.
Look, it's just one small bag of weed.
I mean, they can't do him for intent to supply,
and he's not exactly a flight risk.
No. George will get him bail.
- It'll be okay. - Yeah. Okay, okay.
Well, tell him to keep his chin up,
and give George a big kiss for me, will you?
Good choice on your part.
Let me know if you do need my help, yeah?
- Thank you, Vincent. - Okay.
How are you?
- Yeah, uh, fine. - Oh, good.
Actually, Mum, do you know what?
I'm a little bit up against it at the moment.
- Could you do me a favor? - Of course.
You know that Frank Keegan died?
Yeah.
And they're selling off all his extant cases at the Law Society.
Could you just say that you're my employee
and flash them your old Four Courts pass
and just sort through anything that I might buy?
Righto. I'm on my way.
I'm actually right beside them, so it's perfect.
Okay. Thanks, Mum.
/
WOMAN: Nigel Fitzjames' evidence was adjourned,
and once again the Pike inquiry
seems to have ground to a halt.
There is no official confirmation,
but sources suggest it's because of the news
that a shed had burnt down
on the an allotment on the northside,
which may have contained documents
relevant to the inquiry.
TARA: Okay, thank you so much, Meg.
You know what to do.
MEG: Yeah, yeah. I do.
Hi, this is Meg Riley.
I may have a bit of news for you.
Papers. Piles of them.
Green shed, northeast corner of the allotment in Beech Park.
- TARA: Five minutes? - MAN: Okay.
- I have these for you. - Thank you.
Excuse me. George Cusack's office?
- Yeah, straight ahead. - Thank you.
I've already pressed 65 buttons. I want to speak to a human!
ELECTRONIC VOICE: I'm sorry. I didn't understand that.
Oh, bog off.
I'm sorry. I didn't understand that.
The door was open.
Always is.
Take a seat.
Ray Lamont. Bail hearing tomorrow.
Yeah.
Oh, George, you might want to put that out.
Vincent Pike sent you a kiss.
Did he, now?
Well, you know what you can tell him to do with that.
I've pushed the guards for the charge sheet.
Nothing so far.
How well do you know Mr. Lamont?
Lucy, has Mr. Phillips arrived yet?
Not yet.
Tara was just evicted from her office.
- Really? - Yeah. I was with her.
Oh, good.
Do you know who owns the lease for that building?
- MAN: Richard. - Harold!
To the minute. I can set my watch by you.
Lucy, I need any lease files
that have been actioned in the last two weeks, please.
- Hi. - There you go.
Cheers. Oh.
- Thanks. - Thanks.
AUCTIONEER: To Butler, 2,000.
Mum.
I'm lining up two divorces and a paternity for you.
- Here we go. - Mm-hmm.
AUCTIONEER: Case 11, Dwyer, divorce.
-500. -500.
800.
Dunbar's don't do family law.
Clearly they do now. It's a payer. 1,000.
- Mum, I... - I brought my checkbook.
-1,000. -1,000.
1,200.
1,500.
- Mum, look, I... - MAN: Dunbar have 1,200.
-1,500. -1,800.
Don't let Dunbar's bully you.
Okay.
2,000.
2,500.
AUCTIONEER: To Dunbar and Calloway for 2,500.
MAN: 2,500 to Dunbar.
Case 24, Promise Obode, immigration proceedings.
200.
To Miss Rafferty for 200.
WOMAN: Do you have any interest in this one?
Here's a few more.
Are you writing a book?
Feels like it.
Mr. Fitzjames is here. Will I send him in?
- He's here now? - Yeah.
[ Groans ] Give us a couple of minutes.
MAN: 18,400.
- Mum. - I enjoyed that.
Take your mind off Ray. And you'll pay me back.
I know you will.
Thank you.
- Hey. Tara. - Hi.
- That should keep you busy. - Yeah.
Entre nous, the Regulation of Practise Committee
may be calling you,
to do with you employing someone
convicted of fraud and drug dealing
as your office manager.
A few of these need immediate attention.
This woman is being deported next week.
Okay. I'll go see her now.
Meg Riley here for you, Mr. Dunbar.
And I've rescheduled your lunch meeting.
Thank you, Lucy.
Meg, how good to see you.
I need a retainer.
15 hours a week at 80 euro an hour,
on the books because I need proof of income for my landlord.
Plus expenses when I'm actually working.
- Ah. - Mm.
Entirely reasonable.
And as it happens, I do have a little project for you.
After you.
Thanks very much. I'll be in touch, Nigel.
- Cheers. - Thanks.
All right.
[ Laughs ] Yeah!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
TARA: I've read through your file.
You were arrested for working illegally.
And no immigration papers.
All of the appeals are exhausted.
I have written to the department,
but I'm not hopeful it'll do any good.
I am to be deported on Tuesday.
Yeah.
Well, if there's anything you need,
or if I can help in any way...
You cannot help.
Right.
Well, what will happen is that, um,
some people will come to collect you,
probably police, and take you to prison,
I'm afraid, in Dublin, to wait until your flight.
Until then you're free to leave the center or whatever you like.
Thank you. You can leave now.
You're Promise's new solicitor, aren't you?
Are you going to help her?
I'm not at liberty to discuss --
What, so you're not gonna help?
Like the last solicitor.
- I'm afraid I can't dis-- - Ah, sure, yeah.
You just take the money and run.
You're up in five.
Miss Cusack, charge sheet.
Finally.
Oh, Ray.
I'm so sorry.
How are you?
Not great.
Where's Vincent?
Vincent is a barrister. I'm your solicitor -- George.
- George will get you sorted. - I'm not so sure.
Herbal cannabis on a school premises, intent to supply.
I wasn't dealing.
Theft of paint,
possession of 56 tablets of Ecstasy and 800 euros.
What?
Resisting arrest, assaulting a guard, and criminal damage.
Setup.
Are you saying it's not true?
Well, the paint and the weed.
But the rest...
You believe me, don't you?
We don't have to.
It's the judge that counts.
I am refusing bail.
Mr. Lamont is to be remanded in custody.
Next.
We will get you out.
Gentlemen.
Thank you.
I hope it was useful for you too.
Hey. Who are they?
Detectives looking into the shed fiasco.
Do they know who did it?
Mm. If they do, they're not telling me.
Listen, I'm sorry to hear about Ray.
Yeah.
Count me in for the appeal, huh?
- We'll get him out. - Thank you, Vincent.
I'm sure George will be delighted.
Oh. I'll leave you to deal with Little Lord Fauntleroy.
Thanks for coming over.
So here's the lease documents.
By the way, Meg was at the office again.
Really?
God. How did I read her so wrong?
It doesn't necessarily mean anything.
Eric.
Dunbar's doing family law now?
- Of course not. - Ask Gillian.
- I remember that feeling. - Hmm?
For me, it was chemistry homework.
What exactly are you looking for?
Um, the Stockholm Cafe. It's a place over --
- It's where Tara's office is. - Yeah.
Yeah, that's not in leases. It's in private securities.
Maybe we should subpoena Deirdre York.
WOMAN: Yeah. Worth a try.
Tara, subpoena Deirdre York?
Sorry, Vincent.
Look, if you've got stuff to do, don't worry about the inquiry.
I'm cognizant you are currently officeless.
You work away, and we're gonna sit back
and let Fitzjames and your ex sweat for a while.
What did he want, anyway? Eric.
He's looking into whether his father was behind our eviction.
Is he indeed?
Yep.
Oh. And Meg is working for Richard.
Really?
- Yeah. -[ Sighs ]
It's good, isn't it?
Look, Vincent, if you're sure you don't need me,
there is someone I need to see.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
I wouldn't call Deirdre York.
The guards are interviewing her. She has lost her husband.
Might look like harassment.
- Talk to you later. - Mm.
Hang on.
I own it.
No, not exactly,
but the major shareholding is held in trust for your benefit.
Here's the forfeiture closing.
- Who did this? - It's managed.
- How do you know? - I know things.
- Who is it managed by? - Who do you think?
Hi, Mr. Dunbar.
TARA: Thanks for agreeing to see me, Daniel.
So how did you and Promise meet?
DANIEL: She was working at the local petrol station.
We went out a few times.
I sensed I was falling for her,
and I thought she felt the same way,
so, long story short, I proposed.
She seemed a bit afraid at first,
but I just put that down
to her not being sure about how she felt about me.
Then what?
Well, then they asked for her papers at the petrol station
and she had none, so they arrested her.
Said she was an illegal economic migrant.
- What happened then? - She hasn't spoken to me since.
I did hear from someone at the direct provision center
that she'd applied for asylum.
Said there was a cult after her.
She might be killed if she goes home.
Do you believe her?
She's afraid of something. I know that.
But the authorities didn't believe her.
Or didn't care.
Unfortunately, from what I know of refugee appeals,
it's a story that a lot of people use.
The authorities don't give it much credence.
Do you know what Promise was doing in Ireland
for the 18 months before she started working in the garage?
She never spoke of it.
I've no idea why she suddenly shut me out.
I've been trying to see her for months
and whenever I can leave the farm.
She won't see me.
You've been going there for months?
Yeah.
I love her.
And she loves me. I know it.
If we had have married, she could have stayed, couldn't she?
To be honest, I'm not sure it would have made any difference.
We would have had a chance.
Look, I need to speak to her.
If she can't stay, I'd go with her.
Honest.
Okay, let me try and talk to her.
Thanks.
MAN: Promise, your solicitor is here.
How did you come to be in Ireland?
Did you arrange it yourself?
Yes.
Organized yourself a false passport,
had yourself smuggled in?
See, I was wondering if maybe someone else was involved,
arranged it for you.
Someone you're afraid of.
I came here on my own.
Promise, please.
This might be your last chance.
Can you tell me what happened to you?
I came here on my own.
Really?
I paid a man to bring me.
He took everything I had.
And I was put in a house
to be used by men.
I save a little money...
...from tips.
Extra money some of the men would give me.
Are they still here, the men who brought you here?
I don't know.
Is that why you never told anybody the truth,
because you were afraid?
Afraid and ashamed.
I didn't want Daniel to find out who I was.
Promise, that's not who you are.
It's what's happened to you.
Daniel is here.
Sometimes I see him from the windows.
I don't want you to go.
But if you do go, I want to go with you.
Please just tell me what I did wrong.
You did nothing wrong.
Then why?
- Any idea where my father is? - None.
Oh, Gillian?
Are you setting up a family law section here?
[ Chuckles ] Not a chance.
You were bidding for family law cases at Frank Keegan's sale.
I bought loads of different cases for Dunbar's.
Including family law cases. Who told you to do that?
I would have thought you'd be pleased.
Do I look pleased?
We want to get married. I want her to stay in Ireland.
No, Danny. It is better I go.
I will only be trouble for you.
One day you will wake up, and you will be ashamed.
No, I promise you that I will always be proud
and grateful to be with you.
Mr. Romeo.
I never knew. [ Laughs ]
Well?
Look, I'm so sorry, but you're not gonna be able to
get married at such short notice.
It would mean the county registrar would need to
waive the three-month waiting period.
And look, they might even see it as a blatant attempt to just --
It'll help us.
So we have to try.
Will we do it? Please?
Yes.
Okay. I'll call the county registrar for you.
Great. I'll get these over to Vincent for Ray's appeal.
Well, wish him luck. There's not a lot to go on.
- George? - Mm-hmm?
Would you consider renting me half this space?
No.
You'd have scatter cushions
and scented candles all over the shop.
TARA: Fair enough.
I did find one little thing in Ray's file.
- Yeah? - It's odd.
You know the two guards who lifted him in Marino?
Yeah.
They were actually based on the southside, miles from there.
They were a long way outside their manor
to be picking up a minor punter like Ray.
Okay. Thanks.
VINCENT: There'll be something I can use to get him out.
- Trust me. -[ Cellphone chimes ]
It's from Eric.
He's just confirmed it was his father who had us evicted,
- Three Rock. - Three Rock?
They're the people who terminated Pete's lease.
They're owned by Dunbar's.
Meg, hey. How are you?
MEG: Yeah, uh, great. How can I help you?
Um, I need your help with Ray.
Oh? How is he?
He's not good. He's been refused bail.
The two guards who arrested him, they were way out of their area.
I want to know why and who sent them.
Okay. I'll see what I can find out.
Thanks, Meg. You're a star.
Bye.
You just told me she was the one who got Ray busted,
and she gave information to Richard Dunbar
that had you evicted, and it's, "Bye."
I just -- I want Ray out. Okay?
And she may be the only one who can help me.
Yes, she was giving Richard information,
but I don't think she would have expected Ray to be arrested.
I mean, she's no bleeding heart, but I know she likes Ray.
She wouldn't have expected to see
the burning-shed stuff all over the news.
What's the shed got to do with anything?
She was at the allotment.
She was the one who sent us the e-mail
tipping us off about the papers in the shed.
How do you know?
Just I do, okay?
Tara, how did she come to be there?
- You didn't hear anything. - Tara!
Just concentrate on getting Ray out, okay?
Please?
MAN: You want me to waive
the statutory three-month notice period?
Yeah.
When Miss Obode here is on the brink of deportation?
Yeah.
In fact, it is the immediacy of that deportation
that precipitates this hurry.
Yeah.
A marriage of convenience, then.
No.
We love each other.
Mr. McCarthy, we have been clearly told
that our marriage will in no way help me
to be allowed to stay in this country.
Our solicitor has advised us against this wedding,
as it may well ruin any chances we have for staying together.
That is not convenient.
We wish to marry
so that whatever seas and continents divide us,
we will still be a couple in the eyes of the law.
Is that not so?
Yeah.
That's about it.
Have you ever thought of a career in the law?
Yes.
Oh, hey, Meg. [ Laughs ] Welcome back.
- So, what are you doing now? - Fashion police.
Still working as an undercover tramp, I see.
Meg.
Are you after something?
Last week, two of your boys arrested Ray Lamont in Marino,
and I need to know who sent them.
Now, you know very well how tightly all that is monitored.
Yeah.
And you know very well how many favors you owe me.
So who are you most afraid of?
Always pitied Karen.
I mean, actually having to...
...live with you.
Never liked her, though.
Jealousy is a terrible curse, George,
and so tragically futile in this case,
as you and I can never be one.
Yet tragic futility is the thinking man's babe magnet.
- GEORGE: Babe magnet. - VINCENT: I rest my case.
- GEORGE: [ Laughs ] - Hi.
Meg.
Is Tara here?
Well, she asked me to come and meet you both.
I have information on Ray's arrest.
Uh, I'm George.
Hi.
- TARA: Meg. Hi. - Hi.
Sorry. I thought it'd be a good idea for you to meet Meg.
I should have checked.
Don't mind me.
It is just my office.
So, what's the news?
The two uniformed guards were operating unofficially
away from their district, but there was no tip-off.
How do you know?
Nothing was logged,
and they're not allowed to take calls directly.
They have to refer them.
They failed to notify their dispatcher
that they were going there,
and no one at their station dispatched them.
So who did send them?
I have no idea.
But I'll continue to dig.
Okay, thanks, Meg.
MEG: See you.
Nice to meet you.
See?
Yeah, that's something we can work with.
Why are those guards so interested in Ray?
Because I've irritated the powers that be,
and this is our punishment.
They evict us from the cafe.
They tap me on the shoulder and say that I'm gonna get hauled
in front of the Law Society committee
for employing a drug dealer and a fraudster.
That's before we had even heard of those charges, by the way.
They destroy what's probably vital evidence.
I'm just not gonna let them make puppets of all of us
while they just sit behind their closed doors
with their cozy chats and their back slapping
and that sort of shit.
You can put your desk over there.
No scatter cushions.
TARA: Thank you.
Vincent has woven his magic.
We have a bail hearing tomorrow morning for Ray in the High.
- No way. - Mm-hmm.
That is brilliant. Good man, Vincent.
[ Sniffs ] Oh! Pink grapefruit and champagne.
Oh, God. What have I done?
Why did you evict Tara?
What do you mean?
I've seen the lease, and you sent Gillian to outbid her.
I sent her to buy cases for this firm.
Family law cases?
- Now, Eric... - Tell me.
I want Tara back with you.
It may do her no harm to find it's a hard world out there.
And remember, Eric, everything I've done has been for you.
Now, if you don't mind, I have a meeting.
Shelbourne, John.
Damn it.
The department has rejected my request for a stay
on Promise's deportation.
Why don't you play a different game?
Use the entitled ones you know or even are related to.
No point in being born with a silver spoon
if you're not going to shove it up people's arses
from time to time.
Tara Rafferty.
DANIEL: Hi, uh, listen,
the county registrar has agreed
to waive the statutory waiting period,
so, uh, we've booked the registry office for tomorrow.
Great.
Listen, tell me,
if the guards were to arrive early to collect Promise...
Well -- Well, that would be difficult.
Right, but am I right in thinking that
if they don't know where we are until after the ceremony...
Okay, look, If you intentionally evade --
- Have they seen us? - PROMISE: I don't think so.
Daniel?
What -- What's that? Sorry, uh, Miss Rafferty.
- Uh, the signal is very bad. - TARA: Daniel...
DANIEL: I'm gonna have to call you back.
Oh, my God.
I think my lovebirds are on the run.
Silver spoon time.
I have written to the department
to ask them to exercise their powers
to put a stay on the deportation.
But they've passed.
You're quite pally with the bigwigs in there, aren't you?
Tara, you know very well that I can't help you.
What you need is a face-to-face.
I happen to know that a certain person
will be at a book launch this evening in Temple Bar.
7:00.
Just, for heaven's sake, don't tell them I suggested it.
Where in Temple Bar?
I know that this is completely inappropriate, Minister,
but I sent you a letter about a client of mine,
Promise Obode, who is at the point of deportation.
Her previous lawyer missed so many things --
he was dying at the time --
and I've just found out that she was trafficked.
You're right. This is utterly inappropriate.
But it's also inappropriate for the state
to let somebody down so grievously,
someone who is almost certain to be retrafficked
on return to her home country.
She's just at the point of marrying an Irish citizen,
and I've met them, I've met them both --
This is neither the time nor the place.
So...
- Nice to see you. - Yes. You too, Mark.
Good to see you. Yes.
Isn't that Conrad Rafferty's daughter?
So this is where you bring your wife-to-be
the night before our wedding day.
Okay.
This is where we will have the fridge.
And here the cooker.
And over there, the bedroom.
What about the cows?
Oh, they can come inside to keep us warm
in this permanent winter you Irish call weather.
I'll keep you warm.
Come here.
What?
Mr. McCarthy asked about a marriage of convenience.
And?
It is a good question.
How can I know if I really love you, truthfully,
when you can give me such a lovely home...
...safety, security,
so much love?
So?
So it is convenient.
How can I know how I really feel
when I get so much from being with you?
Well, I get so much from being with you.
I still know how I feel.
Drink your coffee.
Good afternoon, Judge.
Mr. Pike.
I wonder if I might ask for the forbearance of the court.
If this guard's colleague might step out
while I ask him a few questions.
A young man's liberty is at stake.
A couple of minutes only.
Very well.
Now, do you recall whether it was you or your colleague
who found the drugs and the cash on Mr. Lamont?
I did.
And where on Mr. Lamont did you find the drugs?
In the inside pocket of his jacket.
- And the cash? - In his trousers.
VINCENT: And whose shirt was ripped?
Mine. It's bagged up back at the station.
Ah, yes, the station. On the southside.
Yes.
And Marino, where the arrest took place,
a good way away on the northside.
So?
Let's stick to the convention
of you answering "yes" or "no," shall we?
Yes.
You and your colleague, who eagerly awaits his chance
to come in and mirror all your answers...
Mr. Pike.
Judge.
Do you recall who dispatched you
so far from home on this errand across the city?
DUGGAN: No.
VINCENT: Presumably, that dispatch will appear
on your station records.
I don't know. I don't remember.
Then how did you know to go to Marino
and find Mr. Lamont with his little bag of cannabis,
unless you have second sight or hear voices?
Somebody must have tipped you off.
I don't know.
And I note you don't demur when I say
he was carrying a little bag of cannabis.
Because that's all he was carrying, wasn't it?
No. He had cannabis, Ecstasy, cash.
VINCENT: And he resisted arrest and caused criminal damage.
- DUGGAN: Yes. - A major to-do.
Yes.
And yet you don't remember who sent you on this epic journey.
Presumably the station logs will tell us.
It wasn't logged, was it?
Was it logged?
I told you, I don't know.
Mr. Pike, he says he doesn't know.
So do you know who sent you?
Somebody did, didn't they?
You're not a free agent to go on little missions
on your own account,
arresting random citizens such as my client, Mr. Lamont.
Somebody must have sent you.
Who?
No comment.
No comment?
I think I've heard quite enough. You may step down.
Mr. Pike.
Judge, the circumstances surrounding my client's arrest
are profoundly shocking, quite possibly criminal.
I suggest that not only should the charges be dropped,
but an inquiry should be made
into the conduct of these guards,
which may take many months.
In the meantime, my client will remain incarcerated
while his tormentors walk free.
For now, Mr. Lamont represents no flight risk
and is not at risk of reoffending.
Well, that was lucky. What an agreeable judge.
How very dare you? You know I was magnificent.
Magnificent?
You're too modest for your own good.
Oh. Look.
- Good to see you. - You too, mate.
Thank you. Thank you all so much.
I do have somewhere I have to be.
- Well done. - See ya.
We're not gonna let this go. Do you hear me?
I have to head out, but Vincent is going to take you home.
Okay?
Tara, you have to tell me why Meg was...
Yeah, I have to fly. We will talk. Okay?
Tara, you...
I'll talk to you later, okay?
Come on, Ray. Let's get out of here.
You must surely be desperate
to dine at your favorite restaurant.
Now, shall I book a table,
or will we go straight to the drive-through?
Hey.
Hey.
-[ Sniffles ] - It's all right, Ray.
It's all right.
We are gathered here today
to join the two of you in holy matrimony.
Daniel, do you take Promise to be your lawful wedded wife?
I do.
- WOMAN: Yay! - Ohh!
WOMAN: Oh, my God!
TARA: Ah! Congratulations.
Thank you.
- Congratulations! - Oh, thank you.
Thank you very much.
- Miss Rafferty. - Congratulations.
- Thanks. Thanks very much. - So happy for you.
Promise Obode, I'm afraid I've been directed to arrest you.
Get your hands off my wife.
- Danny. - TARA: They're newlyweds!
- Where are you taking her? - Where are you taking her?
OFFICER: Taking her straight to Dublin Airport.
TARA: Promise...
It's okay, Promise. I'll be right behind you.
Promise, I'll be right behind you.
Can they do this? We just got married!
- Promise... -[ Cellphone rings ]
I'll be right behind you, Promise.
George?
Tara, courier arrived. Department of Justice letter.
Yes, can you open it for me?
- Reprieve. Temporary stay. - Okay, grab the courier.
Get him to go to the airport,
and tell him to wait for me there.
Can you hang on? Hello?
- RAY: Is this yours? - VINCENT: Yeah. Yeah.
It's a little less cramped than the last place.
I think you'll like it.
Welcome to the new Château Vincent.
This is your home now.
For as long as you want.
No arguments.
Your room is up the stairs and first on the left.
Make yourself at home.
Tea or bong?
RAY: Tea, please.
Tara Rafferty. Do you have a letter for me?
- Yes, this. - Thank you.
No problem.
DANIEL: Promise!
- Daniel. Danny, please. - Promise.
Wait. Stop.
From the Department of Justice,
granting a temporary stay on the deportation order.
Thank God.
Pending a review from the minister.
DANIEL: Miss Rafferty. Tara.
I can't thank you enough.
It is only a stay. We still can't guarantee that --
You've said that before. Now look.
There's always a way.
Thank you, Tara, for listening to me.
And for making me listen.
I'll be in touch.
Come on.
Lucy, I was gonna grab a quick drink.
Do you want to join?
Dangerous.
I'm meeting a friend at the airport.
- We're heading to Vienna. - Oh, really?
I'm a slave to Mozart.
You're kidding.
- It's lovely. - Thank you.
I don't sing it. I just listen to it.
A lot of men think it's just shyness.
The weak flow.
But it's usually prostate.
Ischuria.
Be very careful, Richard Dunbar.
Very careful, indeed.
There are things not dealt with
that can be fatal.
♪ And you got me into thinking I'd no choice ♪
♪ You told me my future, I gave you my life ♪
♪ Then you got me thinking I'd no choice otherwise ♪
♪ Oh, can't you see? ♪
♪ You took advantage of me ♪
♪ I was naive ♪
♪ I wanted to believe ♪
♪ That you'd tell the truth ♪
♪ Instead of spreading a lie ♪
♪ To get what you need ♪
♪ And take what should have been mine ♪
TARA: Meg is working for your father.
Now Ray is in jail. Pete and I have been evicted.
See?
We just got the notice, and now we're out.
I'm gonna call a taxi and get all this stuff picked up.
- Let me take that. - Thank you.
Pete.
I'm so sorry.
Don't worry about me, babe.
- Thank you, Steve. - I just came to see how Ray is.
He'll be dying in there. You know that, don't you?
I know. But look, we're doing everything that we can.
And we're gonna get him out, okay, so don't worry.
Okay.
I was gonna ask if you needed a hand,
but it looks like you're all right.
See you later. Babe.
Eric.
I know that this was your father.
I know that he put pressure on whoever owns this building
to have us kicked out.
- Prove it. - Why don't you look into it?
If you've got the stomach for it.
I'll dig out the lease and get it to you.
Okay.
Come on. Let's get you sorted.
Thanks.
- You're off? - Yeah.
Pete, I can't do this at the moment, and I'm sorry.
Look. Look at me. I'm bad luck.
I don't care.
Isn't gonna happen, and I'm sorry.
Eric?
No.
Me.
I'm sorry, Pete.
♪ 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 ♪
.
- Vincent. - Where are you?
I've been evicted.
- What? - Yep.
And I'm on my way to brief George Cusack
for Ray's bail hearing.
Yeah, of course. How is the boy?
Not very well, I'd imagine.
You don't need me?
No. No, thank you, but not at this stage.
Look, it's just one small bag of weed.
I mean, they can't do him for intent to supply,
and he's not exactly a flight risk.
No. George will get him bail.
- It'll be okay. - Yeah. Okay, okay.
Well, tell him to keep his chin up,
and give George a big kiss for me, will you?
Good choice on your part.
Let me know if you do need my help, yeah?
- Thank you, Vincent. - Okay.
How are you?
- Yeah, uh, fine. - Oh, good.
Actually, Mum, do you know what?
I'm a little bit up against it at the moment.
- Could you do me a favor? - Of course.
You know that Frank Keegan died?
Yeah.
And they're selling off all his extant cases at the Law Society.
Could you just say that you're my employee
and flash them your old Four Courts pass
and just sort through anything that I might buy?
Righto. I'm on my way.
I'm actually right beside them, so it's perfect.
Okay. Thanks, Mum.
/
WOMAN: Nigel Fitzjames' evidence was adjourned,
and once again the Pike inquiry
seems to have ground to a halt.
There is no official confirmation,
but sources suggest it's because of the news
that a shed had burnt down
on the an allotment on the northside,
which may have contained documents
relevant to the inquiry.
TARA: Okay, thank you so much, Meg.
You know what to do.
MEG: Yeah, yeah. I do.
Hi, this is Meg Riley.
I may have a bit of news for you.
Papers. Piles of them.
Green shed, northeast corner of the allotment in Beech Park.
- TARA: Five minutes? - MAN: Okay.
- I have these for you. - Thank you.
Excuse me. George Cusack's office?
- Yeah, straight ahead. - Thank you.
I've already pressed 65 buttons. I want to speak to a human!
ELECTRONIC VOICE: I'm sorry. I didn't understand that.
Oh, bog off.
I'm sorry. I didn't understand that.
The door was open.
Always is.
Take a seat.
Ray Lamont. Bail hearing tomorrow.
Yeah.
Oh, George, you might want to put that out.
Vincent Pike sent you a kiss.
Did he, now?
Well, you know what you can tell him to do with that.
I've pushed the guards for the charge sheet.
Nothing so far.
How well do you know Mr. Lamont?
Lucy, has Mr. Phillips arrived yet?
Not yet.
Tara was just evicted from her office.
- Really? - Yeah. I was with her.
Oh, good.
Do you know who owns the lease for that building?
- MAN: Richard. - Harold!
To the minute. I can set my watch by you.
Lucy, I need any lease files
that have been actioned in the last two weeks, please.
- Hi. - There you go.
Cheers. Oh.
- Thanks. - Thanks.
AUCTIONEER: To Butler, 2,000.
Mum.
I'm lining up two divorces and a paternity for you.
- Here we go. - Mm-hmm.
AUCTIONEER: Case 11, Dwyer, divorce.
-500. -500.
800.
Dunbar's don't do family law.
Clearly they do now. It's a payer. 1,000.
- Mum, I... - I brought my checkbook.
-1,000. -1,000.
1,200.
1,500.
- Mum, look, I... - MAN: Dunbar have 1,200.
-1,500. -1,800.
Don't let Dunbar's bully you.
Okay.
2,000.
2,500.
AUCTIONEER: To Dunbar and Calloway for 2,500.
MAN: 2,500 to Dunbar.
Case 24, Promise Obode, immigration proceedings.
200.
To Miss Rafferty for 200.
WOMAN: Do you have any interest in this one?
Here's a few more.
Are you writing a book?
Feels like it.
Mr. Fitzjames is here. Will I send him in?
- He's here now? - Yeah.
[ Groans ] Give us a couple of minutes.
MAN: 18,400.
- Mum. - I enjoyed that.
Take your mind off Ray. And you'll pay me back.
I know you will.
Thank you.
- Hey. Tara. - Hi.
- That should keep you busy. - Yeah.
Entre nous, the Regulation of Practise Committee
may be calling you,
to do with you employing someone
convicted of fraud and drug dealing
as your office manager.
A few of these need immediate attention.
This woman is being deported next week.
Okay. I'll go see her now.
Meg Riley here for you, Mr. Dunbar.
And I've rescheduled your lunch meeting.
Thank you, Lucy.
Meg, how good to see you.
I need a retainer.
15 hours a week at 80 euro an hour,
on the books because I need proof of income for my landlord.
Plus expenses when I'm actually working.
- Ah. - Mm.
Entirely reasonable.
And as it happens, I do have a little project for you.
After you.
Thanks very much. I'll be in touch, Nigel.
- Cheers. - Thanks.
All right.
[ Laughs ] Yeah!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
TARA: I've read through your file.
You were arrested for working illegally.
And no immigration papers.
All of the appeals are exhausted.
I have written to the department,
but I'm not hopeful it'll do any good.
I am to be deported on Tuesday.
Yeah.
Well, if there's anything you need,
or if I can help in any way...
You cannot help.
Right.
Well, what will happen is that, um,
some people will come to collect you,
probably police, and take you to prison,
I'm afraid, in Dublin, to wait until your flight.
Until then you're free to leave the center or whatever you like.
Thank you. You can leave now.
You're Promise's new solicitor, aren't you?
Are you going to help her?
I'm not at liberty to discuss --
What, so you're not gonna help?
Like the last solicitor.
- I'm afraid I can't dis-- - Ah, sure, yeah.
You just take the money and run.
You're up in five.
Miss Cusack, charge sheet.
Finally.
Oh, Ray.
I'm so sorry.
How are you?
Not great.
Where's Vincent?
Vincent is a barrister. I'm your solicitor -- George.
- George will get you sorted. - I'm not so sure.
Herbal cannabis on a school premises, intent to supply.
I wasn't dealing.
Theft of paint,
possession of 56 tablets of Ecstasy and 800 euros.
What?
Resisting arrest, assaulting a guard, and criminal damage.
Setup.
Are you saying it's not true?
Well, the paint and the weed.
But the rest...
You believe me, don't you?
We don't have to.
It's the judge that counts.
I am refusing bail.
Mr. Lamont is to be remanded in custody.
Next.
We will get you out.
Gentlemen.
Thank you.
I hope it was useful for you too.
Hey. Who are they?
Detectives looking into the shed fiasco.
Do they know who did it?
Mm. If they do, they're not telling me.
Listen, I'm sorry to hear about Ray.
Yeah.
Count me in for the appeal, huh?
- We'll get him out. - Thank you, Vincent.
I'm sure George will be delighted.
Oh. I'll leave you to deal with Little Lord Fauntleroy.
Thanks for coming over.
So here's the lease documents.
By the way, Meg was at the office again.
Really?
God. How did I read her so wrong?
It doesn't necessarily mean anything.
Eric.
Dunbar's doing family law now?
- Of course not. - Ask Gillian.
- I remember that feeling. - Hmm?
For me, it was chemistry homework.
What exactly are you looking for?
Um, the Stockholm Cafe. It's a place over --
- It's where Tara's office is. - Yeah.
Yeah, that's not in leases. It's in private securities.
Maybe we should subpoena Deirdre York.
WOMAN: Yeah. Worth a try.
Tara, subpoena Deirdre York?
Sorry, Vincent.
Look, if you've got stuff to do, don't worry about the inquiry.
I'm cognizant you are currently officeless.
You work away, and we're gonna sit back
and let Fitzjames and your ex sweat for a while.
What did he want, anyway? Eric.
He's looking into whether his father was behind our eviction.
Is he indeed?
Yep.
Oh. And Meg is working for Richard.
Really?
- Yeah. -[ Sighs ]
It's good, isn't it?
Look, Vincent, if you're sure you don't need me,
there is someone I need to see.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
I wouldn't call Deirdre York.
The guards are interviewing her. She has lost her husband.
Might look like harassment.
- Talk to you later. - Mm.
Hang on.
I own it.
No, not exactly,
but the major shareholding is held in trust for your benefit.
Here's the forfeiture closing.
- Who did this? - It's managed.
- How do you know? - I know things.
- Who is it managed by? - Who do you think?
Hi, Mr. Dunbar.
TARA: Thanks for agreeing to see me, Daniel.
So how did you and Promise meet?
DANIEL: She was working at the local petrol station.
We went out a few times.
I sensed I was falling for her,
and I thought she felt the same way,
so, long story short, I proposed.
She seemed a bit afraid at first,
but I just put that down
to her not being sure about how she felt about me.
Then what?
Well, then they asked for her papers at the petrol station
and she had none, so they arrested her.
Said she was an illegal economic migrant.
- What happened then? - She hasn't spoken to me since.
I did hear from someone at the direct provision center
that she'd applied for asylum.
Said there was a cult after her.
She might be killed if she goes home.
Do you believe her?
She's afraid of something. I know that.
But the authorities didn't believe her.
Or didn't care.
Unfortunately, from what I know of refugee appeals,
it's a story that a lot of people use.
The authorities don't give it much credence.
Do you know what Promise was doing in Ireland
for the 18 months before she started working in the garage?
She never spoke of it.
I've no idea why she suddenly shut me out.
I've been trying to see her for months
and whenever I can leave the farm.
She won't see me.
You've been going there for months?
Yeah.
I love her.
And she loves me. I know it.
If we had have married, she could have stayed, couldn't she?
To be honest, I'm not sure it would have made any difference.
We would have had a chance.
Look, I need to speak to her.
If she can't stay, I'd go with her.
Honest.
Okay, let me try and talk to her.
Thanks.
MAN: Promise, your solicitor is here.
How did you come to be in Ireland?
Did you arrange it yourself?
Yes.
Organized yourself a false passport,
had yourself smuggled in?
See, I was wondering if maybe someone else was involved,
arranged it for you.
Someone you're afraid of.
I came here on my own.
Promise, please.
This might be your last chance.
Can you tell me what happened to you?
I came here on my own.
Really?
I paid a man to bring me.
He took everything I had.
And I was put in a house
to be used by men.
I save a little money...
...from tips.
Extra money some of the men would give me.
Are they still here, the men who brought you here?
I don't know.
Is that why you never told anybody the truth,
because you were afraid?
Afraid and ashamed.
I didn't want Daniel to find out who I was.
Promise, that's not who you are.
It's what's happened to you.
Daniel is here.
Sometimes I see him from the windows.
I don't want you to go.
But if you do go, I want to go with you.
Please just tell me what I did wrong.
You did nothing wrong.
Then why?
- Any idea where my father is? - None.
Oh, Gillian?
Are you setting up a family law section here?
[ Chuckles ] Not a chance.
You were bidding for family law cases at Frank Keegan's sale.
I bought loads of different cases for Dunbar's.
Including family law cases. Who told you to do that?
I would have thought you'd be pleased.
Do I look pleased?
We want to get married. I want her to stay in Ireland.
No, Danny. It is better I go.
I will only be trouble for you.
One day you will wake up, and you will be ashamed.
No, I promise you that I will always be proud
and grateful to be with you.
Mr. Romeo.
I never knew. [ Laughs ]
Well?
Look, I'm so sorry, but you're not gonna be able to
get married at such short notice.
It would mean the county registrar would need to
waive the three-month waiting period.
And look, they might even see it as a blatant attempt to just --
It'll help us.
So we have to try.
Will we do it? Please?
Yes.
Okay. I'll call the county registrar for you.
Great. I'll get these over to Vincent for Ray's appeal.
Well, wish him luck. There's not a lot to go on.
- George? - Mm-hmm?
Would you consider renting me half this space?
No.
You'd have scatter cushions
and scented candles all over the shop.
TARA: Fair enough.
I did find one little thing in Ray's file.
- Yeah? - It's odd.
You know the two guards who lifted him in Marino?
Yeah.
They were actually based on the southside, miles from there.
They were a long way outside their manor
to be picking up a minor punter like Ray.
Okay. Thanks.
VINCENT: There'll be something I can use to get him out.
- Trust me. -[ Cellphone chimes ]
It's from Eric.
He's just confirmed it was his father who had us evicted,
- Three Rock. - Three Rock?
They're the people who terminated Pete's lease.
They're owned by Dunbar's.
Meg, hey. How are you?
MEG: Yeah, uh, great. How can I help you?
Um, I need your help with Ray.
Oh? How is he?
He's not good. He's been refused bail.
The two guards who arrested him, they were way out of their area.
I want to know why and who sent them.
Okay. I'll see what I can find out.
Thanks, Meg. You're a star.
Bye.
You just told me she was the one who got Ray busted,
and she gave information to Richard Dunbar
that had you evicted, and it's, "Bye."
I just -- I want Ray out. Okay?
And she may be the only one who can help me.
Yes, she was giving Richard information,
but I don't think she would have expected Ray to be arrested.
I mean, she's no bleeding heart, but I know she likes Ray.
She wouldn't have expected to see
the burning-shed stuff all over the news.
What's the shed got to do with anything?
She was at the allotment.
She was the one who sent us the e-mail
tipping us off about the papers in the shed.
How do you know?
Just I do, okay?
Tara, how did she come to be there?
- You didn't hear anything. - Tara!
Just concentrate on getting Ray out, okay?
Please?
MAN: You want me to waive
the statutory three-month notice period?
Yeah.
When Miss Obode here is on the brink of deportation?
Yeah.
In fact, it is the immediacy of that deportation
that precipitates this hurry.
Yeah.
A marriage of convenience, then.
No.
We love each other.
Mr. McCarthy, we have been clearly told
that our marriage will in no way help me
to be allowed to stay in this country.
Our solicitor has advised us against this wedding,
as it may well ruin any chances we have for staying together.
That is not convenient.
We wish to marry
so that whatever seas and continents divide us,
we will still be a couple in the eyes of the law.
Is that not so?
Yeah.
That's about it.
Have you ever thought of a career in the law?
Yes.
Oh, hey, Meg. [ Laughs ] Welcome back.
- So, what are you doing now? - Fashion police.
Still working as an undercover tramp, I see.
Meg.
Are you after something?
Last week, two of your boys arrested Ray Lamont in Marino,
and I need to know who sent them.
Now, you know very well how tightly all that is monitored.
Yeah.
And you know very well how many favors you owe me.
So who are you most afraid of?
Always pitied Karen.
I mean, actually having to...
...live with you.
Never liked her, though.
Jealousy is a terrible curse, George,
and so tragically futile in this case,
as you and I can never be one.
Yet tragic futility is the thinking man's babe magnet.
- GEORGE: Babe magnet. - VINCENT: I rest my case.
- GEORGE: [ Laughs ] - Hi.
Meg.
Is Tara here?
Well, she asked me to come and meet you both.
I have information on Ray's arrest.
Uh, I'm George.
Hi.
- TARA: Meg. Hi. - Hi.
Sorry. I thought it'd be a good idea for you to meet Meg.
I should have checked.
Don't mind me.
It is just my office.
So, what's the news?
The two uniformed guards were operating unofficially
away from their district, but there was no tip-off.
How do you know?
Nothing was logged,
and they're not allowed to take calls directly.
They have to refer them.
They failed to notify their dispatcher
that they were going there,
and no one at their station dispatched them.
So who did send them?
I have no idea.
But I'll continue to dig.
Okay, thanks, Meg.
MEG: See you.
Nice to meet you.
See?
Yeah, that's something we can work with.
Why are those guards so interested in Ray?
Because I've irritated the powers that be,
and this is our punishment.
They evict us from the cafe.
They tap me on the shoulder and say that I'm gonna get hauled
in front of the Law Society committee
for employing a drug dealer and a fraudster.
That's before we had even heard of those charges, by the way.
They destroy what's probably vital evidence.
I'm just not gonna let them make puppets of all of us
while they just sit behind their closed doors
with their cozy chats and their back slapping
and that sort of shit.
You can put your desk over there.
No scatter cushions.
TARA: Thank you.
Vincent has woven his magic.
We have a bail hearing tomorrow morning for Ray in the High.
- No way. - Mm-hmm.
That is brilliant. Good man, Vincent.
[ Sniffs ] Oh! Pink grapefruit and champagne.
Oh, God. What have I done?
Why did you evict Tara?
What do you mean?
I've seen the lease, and you sent Gillian to outbid her.
I sent her to buy cases for this firm.
Family law cases?
- Now, Eric... - Tell me.
I want Tara back with you.
It may do her no harm to find it's a hard world out there.
And remember, Eric, everything I've done has been for you.
Now, if you don't mind, I have a meeting.
Shelbourne, John.
Damn it.
The department has rejected my request for a stay
on Promise's deportation.
Why don't you play a different game?
Use the entitled ones you know or even are related to.
No point in being born with a silver spoon
if you're not going to shove it up people's arses
from time to time.
Tara Rafferty.
DANIEL: Hi, uh, listen,
the county registrar has agreed
to waive the statutory waiting period,
so, uh, we've booked the registry office for tomorrow.
Great.
Listen, tell me,
if the guards were to arrive early to collect Promise...
Well -- Well, that would be difficult.
Right, but am I right in thinking that
if they don't know where we are until after the ceremony...
Okay, look, If you intentionally evade --
- Have they seen us? - PROMISE: I don't think so.
Daniel?
What -- What's that? Sorry, uh, Miss Rafferty.
- Uh, the signal is very bad. - TARA: Daniel...
DANIEL: I'm gonna have to call you back.
Oh, my God.
I think my lovebirds are on the run.
Silver spoon time.
I have written to the department
to ask them to exercise their powers
to put a stay on the deportation.
But they've passed.
You're quite pally with the bigwigs in there, aren't you?
Tara, you know very well that I can't help you.
What you need is a face-to-face.
I happen to know that a certain person
will be at a book launch this evening in Temple Bar.
7:00.
Just, for heaven's sake, don't tell them I suggested it.
Where in Temple Bar?
I know that this is completely inappropriate, Minister,
but I sent you a letter about a client of mine,
Promise Obode, who is at the point of deportation.
Her previous lawyer missed so many things --
he was dying at the time --
and I've just found out that she was trafficked.
You're right. This is utterly inappropriate.
But it's also inappropriate for the state
to let somebody down so grievously,
someone who is almost certain to be retrafficked
on return to her home country.
She's just at the point of marrying an Irish citizen,
and I've met them, I've met them both --
This is neither the time nor the place.
So...
- Nice to see you. - Yes. You too, Mark.
Good to see you. Yes.
Isn't that Conrad Rafferty's daughter?
So this is where you bring your wife-to-be
the night before our wedding day.
Okay.
This is where we will have the fridge.
And here the cooker.
And over there, the bedroom.
What about the cows?
Oh, they can come inside to keep us warm
in this permanent winter you Irish call weather.
I'll keep you warm.
Come here.
What?
Mr. McCarthy asked about a marriage of convenience.
And?
It is a good question.
How can I know if I really love you, truthfully,
when you can give me such a lovely home...
...safety, security,
so much love?
So?
So it is convenient.
How can I know how I really feel
when I get so much from being with you?
Well, I get so much from being with you.
I still know how I feel.
Drink your coffee.
Good afternoon, Judge.
Mr. Pike.
I wonder if I might ask for the forbearance of the court.
If this guard's colleague might step out
while I ask him a few questions.
A young man's liberty is at stake.
A couple of minutes only.
Very well.
Now, do you recall whether it was you or your colleague
who found the drugs and the cash on Mr. Lamont?
I did.
And where on Mr. Lamont did you find the drugs?
In the inside pocket of his jacket.
- And the cash? - In his trousers.
VINCENT: And whose shirt was ripped?
Mine. It's bagged up back at the station.
Ah, yes, the station. On the southside.
Yes.
And Marino, where the arrest took place,
a good way away on the northside.
So?
Let's stick to the convention
of you answering "yes" or "no," shall we?
Yes.
You and your colleague, who eagerly awaits his chance
to come in and mirror all your answers...
Mr. Pike.
Judge.
Do you recall who dispatched you
so far from home on this errand across the city?
DUGGAN: No.
VINCENT: Presumably, that dispatch will appear
on your station records.
I don't know. I don't remember.
Then how did you know to go to Marino
and find Mr. Lamont with his little bag of cannabis,
unless you have second sight or hear voices?
Somebody must have tipped you off.
I don't know.
And I note you don't demur when I say
he was carrying a little bag of cannabis.
Because that's all he was carrying, wasn't it?
No. He had cannabis, Ecstasy, cash.
VINCENT: And he resisted arrest and caused criminal damage.
- DUGGAN: Yes. - A major to-do.
Yes.
And yet you don't remember who sent you on this epic journey.
Presumably the station logs will tell us.
It wasn't logged, was it?
Was it logged?
I told you, I don't know.
Mr. Pike, he says he doesn't know.
So do you know who sent you?
Somebody did, didn't they?
You're not a free agent to go on little missions
on your own account,
arresting random citizens such as my client, Mr. Lamont.
Somebody must have sent you.
Who?
No comment.
No comment?
I think I've heard quite enough. You may step down.
Mr. Pike.
Judge, the circumstances surrounding my client's arrest
are profoundly shocking, quite possibly criminal.
I suggest that not only should the charges be dropped,
but an inquiry should be made
into the conduct of these guards,
which may take many months.
In the meantime, my client will remain incarcerated
while his tormentors walk free.
For now, Mr. Lamont represents no flight risk
and is not at risk of reoffending.
Well, that was lucky. What an agreeable judge.
How very dare you? You know I was magnificent.
Magnificent?
You're too modest for your own good.
Oh. Look.
- Good to see you. - You too, mate.
Thank you. Thank you all so much.
I do have somewhere I have to be.
- Well done. - See ya.
We're not gonna let this go. Do you hear me?
I have to head out, but Vincent is going to take you home.
Okay?
Tara, you have to tell me why Meg was...
Yeah, I have to fly. We will talk. Okay?
Tara, you...
I'll talk to you later, okay?
Come on, Ray. Let's get out of here.
You must surely be desperate
to dine at your favorite restaurant.
Now, shall I book a table,
or will we go straight to the drive-through?
Hey.
Hey.
-[ Sniffles ] - It's all right, Ray.
It's all right.
We are gathered here today
to join the two of you in holy matrimony.
Daniel, do you take Promise to be your lawful wedded wife?
I do.
- WOMAN: Yay! - Ohh!
WOMAN: Oh, my God!
TARA: Ah! Congratulations.
Thank you.
- Congratulations! - Oh, thank you.
Thank you very much.
- Miss Rafferty. - Congratulations.
- Thanks. Thanks very much. - So happy for you.
Promise Obode, I'm afraid I've been directed to arrest you.
Get your hands off my wife.
- Danny. - TARA: They're newlyweds!
- Where are you taking her? - Where are you taking her?
OFFICER: Taking her straight to Dublin Airport.
TARA: Promise...
It's okay, Promise. I'll be right behind you.
Promise, I'll be right behind you.
Can they do this? We just got married!
- Promise... -[ Cellphone rings ]
I'll be right behind you, Promise.
George?
Tara, courier arrived. Department of Justice letter.
Yes, can you open it for me?
- Reprieve. Temporary stay. - Okay, grab the courier.
Get him to go to the airport,
and tell him to wait for me there.
Can you hang on? Hello?
- RAY: Is this yours? - VINCENT: Yeah. Yeah.
It's a little less cramped than the last place.
I think you'll like it.
Welcome to the new Château Vincent.
This is your home now.
For as long as you want.
No arguments.
Your room is up the stairs and first on the left.
Make yourself at home.
Tea or bong?
RAY: Tea, please.
Tara Rafferty. Do you have a letter for me?
- Yes, this. - Thank you.
No problem.
DANIEL: Promise!
- Daniel. Danny, please. - Promise.
Wait. Stop.
From the Department of Justice,
granting a temporary stay on the deportation order.
Thank God.
Pending a review from the minister.
DANIEL: Miss Rafferty. Tara.
I can't thank you enough.
It is only a stay. We still can't guarantee that --
You've said that before. Now look.
There's always a way.
Thank you, Tara, for listening to me.
And for making me listen.
I'll be in touch.
Come on.
Lucy, I was gonna grab a quick drink.
Do you want to join?
Dangerous.
I'm meeting a friend at the airport.
- We're heading to Vienna. - Oh, really?
I'm a slave to Mozart.
You're kidding.
- It's lovely. - Thank you.
I don't sing it. I just listen to it.
A lot of men think it's just shyness.
The weak flow.
But it's usually prostate.
Ischuria.
Be very careful, Richard Dunbar.
Very careful, indeed.
There are things not dealt with
that can be fatal.