All language subtitles for 800.Words.S01E06.1080p.BluRay.x265-YAWNiX

Everyone has secrets,
and when it's all
said and done,

everyone loves finding out
what their secrets are.

Not now, Arlo.

But I need to talk to you.

Is there anything else
I should know?

- Not really.
- Then go.

Except when the secret
is secret only from you.

Yep.

What'd you use to stick it on?

Like, this industrial
glue stuff.

Don't worry. That flag isn't
going anywhere in a hurry.

Are you sure?

They're on a compulsory
family outing.

- Oh, compulsory.
- Yeah.

For everyone but you?

I do a, uh,
really good surly teenager,

"I need my space, Dad" routine.

Guess where they're
going exploring today.

“Weld War Memorial Park.

Mm, poetic.

But you know the best bit?

They'll be gone for hours.

You let her walk all over you.

No, I don't.

Yeah, and the tragedy is
you're refusing to see it.

I'm just letting my daughter
have her space, that's all.

Okay, that's odd.

Art project, Constable?

Evidence gathering, actually.

The flag.

Not the lack of the head.

The head was a crime,
just not today's crime,

which is more damn vandalism.

Use what or lose what?

- The head of Sir Frederick Weld?
- Forget about the head.

The head is a very cold case.

It's a bit obscure, isn't it?

Th-The message.

- Morning.
- So what's this all about, then?

It's about the camping ground.

Everything these days is about
the bloody camping ground.

So you're investigating
the flag, not the missing head?

I'm more interested in the head,
actually.

Oo
The head is gone, okay?

Yeah I-1 can see that.

Even if Sir Fred here can't.

I thought you said it was cold.

It is, very.

Well, cold cases are unsolved,
aren't they?

If you want to do
something useful, George,

you can grab my camera
and take a couple of pics.

Helping the police
with their inquiries, cool.

Make sure you get me
in the picture.

Is this for evidence?

And the paper.

So, when did the head
go missing?
Years ago.

And as I keep saying,
it's a cold case.

So cold, it's chillier

Okay, moving on.

- Another one?
- Yeah, can't hurt.

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no.

Ike. lke.

I wonder who stole it.

Oh, yeah, crime of the century.

Well, around here,
it probably is.

It certainly seems serious
to Constable Tom.

Oh, I think everything's serious
to Constable Tom.

Yeah, which is not a bad trait
in your only police officer.

Hey, how was the, uh, CFO?

It was good.
You should have come.

We stumbled upon a crime scene.

Really?
Awesome.

It was some lame protest
about the old folks' home.

What was lame about it?

It just didn't really
make any sense.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Hey, bro.
- What's up, man?

I was never here.

"Use it or lose it"
seems pretty obvious to me.
How?

Well, it's saying
to the people of Weld
that when something precious
is gone, it doesn't come back.

Or something like that, anyway.

Whoa, that almost sounded
like you actually cared.

No.

-{ Door opens I
WOODY: Only me.

Turner people.

1, uh, hope I'm not
interrupting anything.

Not at all.

We were just discussing
the desecration

of a statue of the good
Sir Frederick Weld.

Talking about that for?

People stopped talking
about that a long time ago,

so, uh, why you
talking about it now?

Someone stuck a flag
where the head used to be.

Oh, right.

Hey, you want to go for a surf?

It's meant to be primo
out there today.

Yeah, sure.
Sounds like a plan.

So what's the story, then?

Oh, don't fall off,
and just try not to drown.

No, I mean why is everyone
so antsy about the statue thing?

They're not.

You are.
Constable Tom was.

Look, George, I don't know
if you've noticed,

but Weld's
a pretty chilled place, okay?

So anything that takes the chill
off, it... it de-chills us.

We just don't go there,
all right?

Do you hear what I'm saying?

Maybe it's urging the people
of Weld to go camping.

Why would they want
to camp here?

I don't know.
Holiday.

You're an idiot, Monty.

Maybe it's meant to be
a call to arms.

Well, it doesn't matter
what it's meant to be.

It's bloody annoying.

Put it on the front page
and write an editorial
about mindless vandalism.

- What, another one?
- Yes.

Can't I just print the last one?

I mean, it's not as if
anyone actually reads it.

- Gentleman.
- George.

Have you seen this?

- He took it.
- What, not you?

~ I'min the photo.
How could I have taken it?

I don't know.
A self-timer.

No, really, you set the camera,
set the timer, pose,

voila, selfie.

What do you make of it, George?

The photo, the flag,
or the missing head?

Someone isn't keen
on your plans.

Yeah, not keen
on the word "plans."

Makes me sound
like a Bond villain.

Schemes.

"Schemes" is worse than "plans."

Dreams.
Dreams I like.

Man of words, see.
Excuse me.

Any leads yet?

I have my prime suspect.

Just a question of proving it.

Small but important thing,
proof.

I'll give you a heads-up
if I hear anything.

Is that a joke?
Sorry?

"Heads-up."
Because it's not funny, George.

Oh, I'm sorry.

We take crime seriously
around here.

- Yeah.
- Especially the desecration

of the bloke
this town's named after.

I'm not trying to offend anyone.
I just find the whole idea
of a statue with a missing head

intriguing, that's all.

~ Well, maybe what you
find intriguing, Mr. Turner,

some of us feel
is a blot on our careers.

Oh, sorry.
You were serious.

You lot, sit.

For someone who has, like,
the cruisiest job in the world,

Constable Tom
just needs to relax more.

Drag your table over, George.
Come join the party.

Dad, you know
how annoyed Fiona gets

when you move the tables.

So what are
the celebrations for?

Dennis here has an exhibition

in some flash art gallery
in Berlin.

Hey, congratulations.

‘Yeah, I'd rather
be driving buses.

Incoming.

- Oh. Be with you in a tick, eh?
- No worries.

Fill your boots,
as we say in New Zealand.

What?

That is all the information,

case notes and so forth,

on the stolen head
of Sir Frederick Aloysius Weld.

And you just happened
to have this with you, right?

Well, I was going to take
it home and go over it again,

see if there was a link
with today, but...

seeing as you're so intrigued,
over to you, digger.

Is that legal?
Giving out evidence?

Well, if it gets it solved,
it's legal enough for me.

Sleeping dogs, Tom.

Well, this dog
will sleep a lot easier

when George here cracks it.

You are up for it, right?

Sure, sure.

Can't hurt to take a look, eh?

Good lad.

- Dad, I'm not sure this is wise.
- Why not?

What Katie said
about sleeping dogs.

Yeah, we only just got people
to like us.

Do you really want them
to unlike us all over again?

But if I solve this mystery,
everyone will love us.

Well, that depends
how many people
-you piss off along the way.
-Mm.

Begone, ye of little faith.
I've got a crime to solve.

This is a huge problem.

Dad will get obsessed with
this stupid statue, I know it.

What, and how is that a problem
for us?

He might find out about us.

Find out about what,
about you and me

or that we've been breaking
the law on a daily basis

in our righteous war
against all things McNamara?

I thought I'd made it clear

that we keep us between us.

I'm sick of this town
talking about me.

As for the statue thing,
that was like two years ago,

so it's got nothing to do
with our protest.

In fact, isn't it good
your dad's getting obsessed
by a missing head?

How?
Because then he's not looking
in the direction of you and me.

True, very true.

You're not just a pretty face.

You're just worried
he'll find out

your deepest, darkest secret.

No, I'm not.
My life is an open book.

Yeah, right.

With just a few small pages
missing here and there, eh?

Okay, so there are a few things
I'd rather keep to myself.

Anyway, you should be worried,
too, you know.

That was not one
of your finest moments.

Hm, true that.

But who cares?
Look at Constable Tom.

With his own two hands
and a map.

Yeah, Tom couldn't find a duck
in a room full of ducks.

-Hm. i oo
-But George, I don't know.

There's something about that man
that just makes you want to...

tell him things.

- Excuse me.
- Oh, my God.

You've really got it bad
for him.

I have not.

Anyway, you can talk.

Yeah, I mean, I'd go there.

I mean, if he was into it.

Makes it a little bit
more interesting, though,
don't you think?

Interesting or not, we need
to give him a wide berth

until he's moved on
to something else.

Sounds like a plan.

Bn -Hey.

I've been deputized, apparently.
Oh, lucky you.

I'm not sure how far
I'm going to get, though.
Everyone seems pretty allergic
to the idea of talking about it.

Maybe that's because
there's nothing to tell.

There's always something
to tell.
Oh?

Yeah, I found a note
in Constable Tom's evidence box.

Apparently the theft was
on the night of the school play.

Is that right?
- Oh, yeah, I think it was.

What was the play about?

Ironically, the man
with the missing head. Why?

Oh, just fishing for motives,
that's all.

And you think
you're going to find it
in the thrilling tale
of Sir Frederick Aloysius Weld?

Well, I don't know.
What was the thrilling tale?

Well, same as every politician
in history.

He came, he saw,
he stole a bunch of land.

They built a statue.

So certain people might have
had issues with that?

It wasn't about the land.

George, in the end,
people wrote it off as a prank.

Some drunken thing.

Oh, well, I'll let you

- Thank you.
- No worries.

I hear your dad's trying to find
out what happened to our statue.

Your statue?

My family paid for it.
Years ago.

I hope he finds out who did it
so they can go to jail.

Yeah, he... he probably won't.

Oh, and tell your sister
she's a skank.

What?

A skank.

Do you have that word
in Australia?

Yeah.
I know what it means.

Then tell her.

From me.

Just tell me and I'l sort it.

No, she just
called my sister a skank.

Talk about
takes one to know one.

Yeah, but my sister
isn't a skank,

so why would she call her one?

Who knows what goes on
in that head, eh?

Why would she call her one,
Billy?

Because Lindsay suspects.

Suspects what?

What I suspect you suspect.

Which is what?

That your sister hooked up
with Mr. Hangi-Pants.

Ike?
Yep.

And what does
"hangi-pants" mean?

Nah.

Nah, if... if she was with him,
I'd know.

Would you?

Dennis.

I was going to head over
to your place later on.

Any reason?

Been out diving again,
got you a couple of crays.

} Oh, thanks.
Guess I saved you a trip, then.

We look after each other,
if you know what I mean.

Yeah, I think I do.

Good, really good,
because we have a saying.

If you dig too deep
in the hangi pit,

then you're never going to eat
your kumara.

I have no idea what that means.

Zac, stop slacking off
and finish this up, will you?

Yeah, yeah.

What was he going on about?

Oh, just something about kumara
and hangi pits,

but apart from that,
I have no idea whatsoever.

- What?
- Never mind. Get back to work.

Hey, I-1 need to ask you about
the night of the school play.

I have nothing to say
about that.

Constable Tom had a note
about checking your alibi.

- Yeah, and he did. So?
- And you had one?

Watching my son play

And let me tell you, the show
would have been a lot better

if he'd been in it more.

What about after the play?

Man, who made you
Sherlock Holmes?

Well, Constable Tom, I guess.

We went to the aftershow party.
Then we left.

Oh.

The alibi.

In the flesh.

Please don't judge me.
It was an emotional night.

Because of the play or...

It was my birthday,
and I hate birthdays,

and he caught me
in a moment of weakness

because he always does that,

be there for me when
I need someone, the bastard!

It's the power I have over you.

No, it's not.

I let my guard down,
and I vowed that
it would never happen again,

and it almost didn't.

The wine, the cheese,
and the Zac.

You see why I'm not proud
of what happened that night.

Hey, standing right here, Katie.

Yeah, well,
you should be loading the van.

Sleeping dogs, George.
You should let them lie.

Yeah, I'm beginning to see that.

I'll remove you
from my suspect list.

You have a suspect list?

Well, not really,
but, you know, dogs and lying,

and I get it, so sorry.

I'll let you get on with it.

If you want my advice,
forget about statues

and think about things
closer to home.

Such as?

It's not my place to say.

Hey, over here, lke.

Ike, Ike.

- Why are we watching this?
- We aren't.

The coach always starts practice
with a 15-minute run.

Okay, twice around, boys.

Comeon,
you need to get schooled.

What are we doing?

Confirming suspicions.

Hey, how do you know
his passcode?

Ike isn't the only techno genius
in my extended whanau.

Plus, I've watched him key it in
like a hundred times.

Another thing I know about lke,

it comes to his lady conquests.

Hey, my sister isn't a conquest.

Jaylene Wallace, two weeks.

Kaylee Summers, almost a month.

And we both know Lindsay.

That was a whole six weeks ago.

Sorry, man.

As much as I love my
half-brother, I know what he is.

You have to warn her.

this whole Sherlock routine
you've got going.

Really? What happened
to everyone not liking us again?

Screw them.

It's good for you
to get involved.

Okay, this is a change of tune.
No, it's not.

Shay, you used the words "get"
and "involved"

Does this mean you're finally
liking the place?

Don't get your hopes up.

I just think it's good

that you're doing something
other than your column.

And now that you're not
in Mum's shadow,

you can do anything you want.

What do you mean? I was never
in your mother's shadow.

Yeah, you were.
We all were.

It's no big deal.
It's just the way it was.

And, hey,
maybe you should get a job.
I have a job.

A proper job that takes
more than an hour a week,

to keep you busy.

Just a thought.

What?

Just ‘cause Dad's looking
the wrong way right now

doesn't mean that he won't
find out eventually.

Find out what?

Whatever it is
you think you know,

With pleasure.

But, um, Dad's not the only one

with no idea
what's actually going on.

Get out of my room.

So, what job
are you going to do?

I already have a job,
working for you.

George, I know
how little I pay you.

Our finances are fine.

The interesting point
that I'm making

is Shay suggested I get a job.

Do they have jobs over there?

Listen to me.
Shay suggesting I get a job
is a good thing.

It means
she's settling down here.

Right, I thought with teenagers,
when they say one thing,

they actually mean something
that's totally opposite.

But what would I know?
I'm not a mother.

You look flash.

Got a date.

Go, you.

Anyone I know?

No.
What about you?

What about me?

Are you dating over there?

No.

No, I mean, uh,
I thought about it for a second.

And?
And then I decided
it was too soon.

George, you're not living
in her shadow anymore.

I never lived in her shadow.

Plus, it is too soon.

I have to go on a date now.

I will look forward to 800 Words
tomorrow.

Good luck.

- You not coming in, mate?
- No, not today.

~~ Yeah, nah,
it's pretty messy, eh?

Yeah, well, I was waiting
for you, actually.

- Oh, yeah.
- Just wondering about this.

It sounds pretty serious.
- Yeah, it does, doesn't it?
- Yeah.

The thing is, when I was
looking for a piece of paper

to write a list of the people
who might have sent it,

Do you know what this is, Woody?

- Looks like a list.
- Yeah, it is.

It's a list of all the jobs that
need doing around the house.

A list that you wrote up.

Oh, well, good one, mate.
I'll start checking them off.

Woody, it's in the same writing
as the threat.

Hey, did you know
that a koala fingerprint

and a human fingerprint
look exactly the same?

So a koala wrote this?
Is that what you're saying?

No, no, I'm just... I'm just
saying, out of interest.

Woody, who are the good people

that bad things
are going to happen to?

Me.

Okay, it was me.

I did it.

It was me, okay?
It was all me.

No one else was involved.

- Well, so why did you do it?
- It's a long story, George.

Well, where's the head now?
Look, I paddled it out
on my board

-and I dropped it in the ocean.

Oh, it's another long story.

The point is, you got
your guilty party, okay?

So do with me what you will.

~ 1 did the crime, all right.
I'm not afraid to do the time.

Oh, and I guess I quit, too.

Damn it!

No one got the flag thing.
They totally missed the point.

Instead they're more worried
about the stupid head.

Yeah, my Dad
wasn't exactly thrilled.

He had Katie in his ear
about it.

People should be thinking about
what's happening here and now.

“What?

Man, when you get on board
with something,

you really get on board.

What's the point otherwise?

Do you want them turning this
into a building site?

Or do you get off
on defacing billboards

and other lame stunts?

You think what we've been doing
is lame?

I think if we really want
to get people's attention,

we need to step it up a gear.

All right, how?

Find something real.

Something that forces them
to take this seriously.

Hey, can you get away tonight?

I'll find a way.

♪ Pulled my thoughts together

♪ As I wrote you this letter
in my room ♪

♪ On a crumpled...

What happened
to keeping a wide berth?

I just want to know
what he found out.

♪ ...addressed to you

So, Detective Turner,

how goes the quest
for righteous retribution?

It's not a quest.

And not well,
although I do have a confession.

Well, how is that not well?

You didn't hear the confession.

But you do have a confession.

So we won't bother you anymore.

Is everything all right?

Yep, all good.

Have you heard something?

I've heard a lot of things,
actually.

Was it about me?
Because you know you can't
believe everything you hear

in this town.
You know that, right?

To be perfectly honest, I have
no idea what to believe anymore.

So where were you two the night
that the head went missing?

Why is that relevant?

In one of Constable Tom's notes
to himself,

he mentioned you
as possible diversions.

Did he, now?

Mm.

Well, go on then, George.
Grill me.

Hannah!

~~ Grillme
like I'm your prime suspect.

I have no intention
of grilling you.

You want to know where I was

the night that ridiculous
statue's head went missing?

Yes, I do, actually.

I was here... with Fiona.

At least to begin with, anyway.

Do not do this.

We were having some drinks

and making fun
of the school play,

which is actually pretty bad,
by the way.

As we were drinking,
we got talking,

and as we talked,
we both realized the same thing.

That we were both
incredibly horny.

So we resolved to do something

I was going around
with Ross Johnson at the time.

You know, he was always up
for a booty call.

And anyway, one text,
boom, he arrived,

and we took off in my car.

Anyway, we were driving
along the beach,

and the car ran out of petrol,
so we thought, what the hell?

We'll jump in the back seat,
blah, blah, blah.

And then the tide came in,
and we kind of didn't realize.

Someone saw the car in the water
and called the cops

and then also the fire brigade.

What?

G'day, Hannah.

We should probably, uh...

Should probably go.

And the thing was
that whoever called the cops

and the fire brigade
also called the ambulance.

Don't you dare.

And the ambulance
was nowhere to be found.

Please don't judge me.
Actually, I don't need to hear
any of this, so I'll just...

my drug-dealing
scumbag ex-husband,

which is what
I refer to him as now, um...

Well, back then, we...

We used to like
to spice things up a bit.

Sometimes we'd take
the ambulance out

and we'd park it up and we'd...

role-play.

Anyway, Constable Tom

had to go and find
the ambulance,

and eventually
he found the ambulance.

Hello.

What?

Nothing.

Well, that certainly explains
Constable Tom's notes about you.

You look uncomfortable, George.

No.

Not at all.

‘Cause, you know, being horny
isn't a crime, is it?

No, it isn't.

Unless, of course, you use an
ambulance as a mobile brothel.

Oh, for God sake!

Can I have another long black?

No, you can't.

You know, for someone
who is amazingly uptight,

apparently she's a firecracker
in the sack.

Of course, she's not as good
as me, though, but few are.

So, are you going to
make dinner?

Or should we make it?

I'm starting to think
I made a mistake

getting involved in all this.

Because it's lame?

No, because it's
a lot more complicated
than I thought it would be.

But you were really into it,
Dad. You can't give up now.

Yeah, but there are far more
important things to worry about

than a missing statue's head.

Yes, there is.

Like groceries, because there is
basically nothing to eat.

~ ~
Can somebody get that?

If you need
to write your column,

No, it's okay.

Tracey.

Sorry to interrupt.

Not at all.

Wondering if I could
have a quick word?

Sure.

Actually, having come
all the way over here,

it really would be much easier

if I just took you there
and showed you.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

Just grab some takeaways.

Hey, do you think
that's about us?

Why would she come here
to talk about us?

Oo
Where are you going?

None of your business.

Shay, I know about lke.

Have you told Dad?

If I'd told Dad, you'd know.

More to the point,
why haven't you told him?

Because Ike's the thing
keeping me sane here.

Because being with him

is the best thing
I've got going right now.

Because it makes me happy
knowing that he's the thing I've got
that's mine and mine alone.

And I need that one thing, Arlo.

What about
his other girlfriends?

I saw on his phone.
He has photos of them.

Lindsay McNamara, for starters.

How did you see Ike's phone?

Long story.

I just did.

And I also saw that photo
of you and him together in bed.

Bullshit.
You're lying.

Why would I be lying?

I just... I don't want him
to hurt you, that's all.

:::::: www.hiqve.com ::::::

Do you need wine?

I need wine.

So I suppose you want to hear
how it all happened.

~ Oh, very much so.
But will Woody be joining us?

I recognize his thongs.

He's not very happy
I'm doing this.

He's a writer.
Okay, you can't trust him.

They steal lives.

Woody, just come out.

Look, just...
Just hang on, okay?

You don't have to do this.

George.

You're not taking the blame
for something I did.

You were the one who took

The night of the school play.

Well, I heard
it was dire, but...

The play which [ wrote
and which the kids loved,

even if the reviews
were... mixed.

Sorry.
And it was a great night.

The staff dressed upto
celebrate the history of Weld.

I went as Philomena, Mrs. Weld,
mother to his 13 children.

And Bevan was my Frederick.

He was Frederick
because he was the principal?

No, he was my Fred

because we were a couple
back then.

I followed Bevan here
from Melbourne

when he got the principal job.

Oh, okay.

Like the idiot I was.

No, you weren't an idiot then,
and you're not an idiot now.

Thanks, Woody, but I was.

I was the only one
who didn't know.

- I didn't know.
- I don't know.

- ~The only one at the school.
- Know what?

About Celia.

Celia McNamara?

She was that night,
which was entirely appropriate

when I caught them
at the after party.

Penny the receptionist?

Or Penny the slut,
as I call her.

Apparently they'd been at it
for months,

and not just on his desk.

But I didn't hang around
for explanations.

I don't even know
how I ended up at the park.

I just did.

And when I got there,

Looking down at me with his smug
face and his stupid muttonchops.

And all I wanted to do was wipe
that smug look off Bevan's face.

And I did.

Literally.

And then someone saved me.

I would have got there sooner,
but she was moving so fast

for someone
in a full period costume.

So now you know the truth,
George.

What are you going to do

You going to tell Constable Tom?

Get Tracey charged,
make her lose her job.

I mean, is that...
Is that what you want, George?

The first time I came
up here, I was real young.

I wanted to see
how the other half lived.

Hey, it's cool.

No one can see us,
but we can see them.

-So what now?
-I don't know.
You're the brains
of the operation.

I just thought it'd be good
to see the home of our enemy.

Go in and take a look around.

So you know your way around
in there, do you?

Been inside a few times, yep.

Different reasons.
Check that out.

What's that supposed to mean?

I just said it was your idea.

Yeah, no,
I heard what you said.
-What do you mean it's my idea?
That's not what...

They go in there a lot.

- What's in there?
- I don't know.

The windows are blacked out.

You want to find out?

Wow!

Yep, okay, that's...
That's not what I expected.

That's kind of cool.

Seriously?

In a real tragic way.

Come.

Man, they're just cool.

-Hey, are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine.
We should go.

So what if Big Mac
likes to play with toy trains?

It's lame,
but it's no help to us.

Hey, check this out.
This is... This is our town.

The roundabout.
There's the museum, the park.

With headless statue.

The McNamaras think they own the
place, so why not in miniature?

Well, that's
the retirement village.

This doesn't exist yet.

If Big Mac wants it
in his world, then it does.

Exactly.

Look, the... these apartment
buildings don't exist.

That shopping mall
doesn't exist, Shay.

This isn't some big boy's toys.

This is Big Mac's blueprint
for the future.

We... We need
to send this everywhere.

People need to see this.

-Give me your phone.

- Mine's dead.
- No, it's okay.

- I got this.
- No, no, I need your phone.

What are you doing?

Shay, what are you doing?

Yeah, okay.
So?

So?

Me and Lindsay hooked up, yeah.
So what?

It was like weeks ago.

- How many weeks, lke?
- It's okay.

It was before you and me,
and it was no big deal.
Well, look, come on.

It's not like you haven't
had other guys before me.

Seriously?

I-1 just thought that
because of the way that you
came onto me that night.

That I... Shay, Shay, come on.

What the hell
are you doing in here?

Okay. Okay.

“What's so funny?

I've just solved Weld's
greatest unsolved crime.

And I can't tell anyone.

Do you think we should wipe it
for prints?

Yeah, if it makes you happy.

~~ Ohl

So, you and Tracey, eh?

Hey? Oh, no, no, no.
We're just —- just friends.

Uh-huh.

No, I'm no threat, if...
If that's what you mean.

Oh, oh, no,
that's not what I mean.

Uh-huh.

Hello?

~ -Constable Tom.
- What? How does he know?

Sorry, I've just got to
turn down the television.

- Hang up.
- Okay.

- Hang up.
- Sorry, you were saying?

Hey, George.

Bit of a hoo-ha, eh?

Where's Shay?

Out the back.

Being charged.

With what?

Breaking and entering,
most likely.

What? Where?

The McNamara place.

Young love, eh?
A license to do dumb shit.

What, so Shay and...

Ike.
You didn't know?

Yeah. Well, not about
the vandalism and stuff.

Vandalism?
What?

The tagging and stuff.
It's all new to me.

But the other stuff,

Katie asked me to keep an eye
out when your girl...

Katie knew?

You dick.

Dad, listen. I...

We'll talk about this
when we get home.

Come on, Shay.

Is pretty simple.

When a mystery goes unsolved,
no one suffers.

Secrets, however,
come with a much higher price.

Shay.
I don't want to talk about it.
Well, that's bad luck,
because I do.

What the hell were you thinking?

Isn't this
why you brought us here?

So we could start living again.

No, this not
why I brought us here.

- Isn't that what you wanted?
- Shay!

Well, congratulations, Dad,
mission accomplished.

Go to your room!

Really?

- Dad, is that the best...
- Go to your room now!

Dad, what... what happened?

Shay and Ike?

Right.

Dad, I'm sorry.

Is there anything else
I should know?

- Not really.
- Then go.

[ Knock on door I

Go away!

Are you okay?

You were right.

Ike is a lying, cheating...

[ Knock on door I

Come in.

I just wanted to make sure
you were okay.

Tell me something, Katie.

You and I are supposed to
be friends, right?

So why didn't you tell me
about Shay and lke?

That's what you were
getting at yesterday
with the "concentrate on things
closer to home" comment, right?

It wasn't my place
to say anything.

She is my daughter.

I've got a right to know
what's going on.

I know that.
And all this was happening
under my nose?

Was she...

Did you talk to her about that?

Did you tell her to...
I don't know... to be careful?

To make sure she knew
what she was doing?

That, you know, maybe
getting involved with him

was a bad idea?

No, not really.

So you just let it go on
under my nose?
Hang on a minute.

‘When did Shay's choices
become my responsibility?

Since you knew about it
and did nothing.

Shay has made it very clear
that I'm not her mother.

That leaves one parent
in the mix, George, you.

So stop feeling sorry
for yourself

and start dealing with your kid.

I know I should have told you,
but...
Don't.

I should be the one
who's apologizing.

I've screwed this up, Arlo.

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