Original subtitles

We have two jobs... find Charlie Miller

and the money from his half of the gold,

and get enough on John Palmer to bring him down.

You're gonna clean my money, then give it to him.

I'll pay you back double in a couple of weeks.

An investment strategy.

Investment strategy's a rather grandiose term

for running drugs into Florida.

You'll pay for the school?

I'll pay for the school.

I see what you do, and you make the island look away

to let you make your money, but that money will bring others.

Give me your money.

I'll clean it, take a fair cut, and give it back.

He wants to start with a million dollars a week,

then he'll double it when he sees it's working.

- All I want is what we had. - (sighs)

I'm pregnant.

People start asking questions,

it's me that could get it in the neck.

You know who I am, you know who I want,

and you know it's not you.

(birds screeching)

(suspenseful music playing)

If you get caught tapping phones on the Isle of Man,

give this to the lieutenant governor.

If you get caught tapping phones in Spain, give this to the embassy.

In both cases, you'd have to resign.

Thank you, ma'am.

- Go. - Finally.

- Go. - About bloody time.

I'm going in.

No, you're not. He's on his way in.

Now, that better be quick.

No, Nick, we're two minutes away.

Nick!

(suspenseful music playing)

(birds screeching)

(dial rattling)

Fuck!

Shit!

(door closes)

(receiver bangs)

(suspenseful music playing)

Excuse me, mate! (clears throat)

I'm, er, looking for the train station.

Er, two streets over. Can't miss it.

It looks like something from the bloody Soviet Union.

Thanks.

(sighs)

(bell ringing)

(car door closes)

Next week, double.

No chance.

People like you bring money to this island,

but you also bring problems...

the tourists, the drinking, other drugs.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

That bloody rubbish is all over the island.

We confiscate it. Slap a few heads.

I won't have it in my resorts. I can promise you that.

You do some good here, Señor Palmer.

You have friends, but you have enemies, too,

so I need double.

And what if I say no?

The police come to see you...

...the bank asks questions.

It is not good if you say no.

I pay the police,

I pay the bank, and I pay you.

The police ignore you because I tell them to.

The bank do not tell Madrid about your accounts

because I tell them not to.

I tell everybody what to do,

and I'm telling you next week is double.

Money's cleaned minus my cut,

and it's gone where you wanted it to go.

Good.

It's a bigger bag than last time.

Too big?

I didn't say that.

(birds chirping)

Do you have friends?

Not really.

Neither do I.

This is difficult.

If it was easy, they wouldn't need us.

It's important they need us.

To hide that much bad money in the system,

you need more good money in the system,

and you're running out of things to sell.

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

Who's he?

Bowman. He'll stay out here and keep an eye on you.

Best get some new clobber 'cause right now,

he might as well be wearing a fucking uniform.

(Boyce) What have you got?

The accounts... if you can call them that.

John likes things messy.

I have to piece it together like a bloody jigsaw.

You're gonna need someone who knows what's in there

and what's not... and be quick.

People don't know how clever John is.

And that's the way he likes it.

They don't know how dangerous he is, either.

(car door thumps)

So, you're all right?

What do you mean, all right?

Er, well, are you getting enough rest?

Too much. I'm bored.

You must come and see me more often.

Ugh, I'm doing my best, okay?

There's a lot going on, Léna.

There's a lot going on for me, too, John.

Yep, I don't doubt that.

Would you like to eat?

No, no, no. I'm fine. Don't waste your energy on me.

Would you like to, you know?

I don't know what the doctor would say about that.

It is okay.

Yeah, but, well, look what happened last time.

It can't happen twice, John.

(sighs)

Well... it was lovely to see you.

No. I've seen you in Tenerife with your envelopes.

I'm not one of your fucking envelopes.

Of course you're not.

This is more complicated than that.

Yes, John. This is more complicated than that.

And no, I am not all right.

(sighs)

(door closes)

Where are they?

They're in bed, John.

They waited all day.

You're too late.

- I'm here, aren't I? - You look knackered.

I'm all right.

We wait weeks, then you turn up like this.

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

I accept there is a way to look at things

where I maybe owe you an apology.

(scoffs)

I should take myself off the case.

- (Nicki) Don't be stupid. - He clocked me, Nick.

If, if he sees me again...

The next time he sees you, he'll be in cuffs.

(sighs)

(birds screeching)

If you're that worried, you could always shave off your tash.

Never.

I don't think the '90s is gonna be very kind

to tashes, Tone.

You need to get your head around that.

Here he is.

Let's hope he's feeling chatty.

(door closes)

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

Yeah?

- Success. - Good.

(Scott) There were a couple of complications,

but that's the game we're in.

(water splashing)

And now you turn the profits back to our friend on the island.

Yeah, then we do it again, and you get even richer.

That's the plan.

You know, buddy,

whatever you wanted to do when you're rich,

you should do it now.

(suspenseful music playing)

(water splashing)

Life is short.

(scoffs)

(ringing)

(telephone ringing)

Baxter Investments.

(suspenseful music playing)

Hello?

Hello?

That pub near your office?

Wouldn't recommend it.

Was nearly hospitalised by their scampi.

Go there now.

(suspenseful music playing)

Could go in.

It's too exposed. You know that.

Fuck's sake.

I need all this land here, behind my place.

That is public land.

Perhaps I can hide the sale,

but building permits will be very difficult.

I ain't building nothing.

I just need to say I am.

I would need more money.

Thought you might.

(suspenseful music playing)

No overtime, no drinking at lunchtime, no freemasonry.

Her Majesty's Customs doesn't look kindly on overtime.

I only drink on Saturdays,

and I don't believe the masons are keen on women.

Thank you for accepting this and coming.

I volunteered.

I work in VAT fraud,

which is actually less exciting than it sounds.

Have you reviewed Palmer's accounts?

Yes, I'd need time to work through them properly,

but I can tell you they aren't the accounts,

not the real ones, anyway.

There's no debt.

A rapidly expanding business that fronts a lot of money

for construction before recovering it with sales,

with not a penny of debt, which means there is other money,

which means there are other accounts.

Hm, they're all our contact has access to.

Then they'll have to look a little harder.

This is what you've been saving for, grafting for.

This is what you're worth.

You buy a time-share one week a year,

you come here and live like a king.

And today, you lot are in luck

'cause we've just released our new time-shares,

which we're building right now up here.

Best views of the island. This is paradise.

When you speak to this lot,

you'll be surprised how cheap paradise comes.

(telephone ringing)

(door closes)

I need to talk to you about the accounts.

That's your job, isn't it?

Would be if you told me what was happening.

You need to give me the whole picture.

I've never given you the whole picture.

Why would you need it now?

If I'm getting nicked,

I'll get nicked in bloody England, not here.

(telephone ringing in background)

Do you trust me, Shirl?

Of course I do.

Can I trust you?

You don't have to ask me that, John.

(suspenseful music playing)

Then no one's getting nicked...

...not in England and certainly not here.

So, you make do with what you've got.

And don't be asking me questions like that again.

Okay, John.

(door opens)

Hey!

Hey!

I got the plans.

The...

- For the school? - Right. Yes.

Erm, yes. I, I'm excited to see them,

just not right now.

Oh, erm...

Wow. I should go to the bathroom more often.

That's my partner, Kadene.

- Hi. - Hi.

Ma'am, what an island.

This is a client of mine.

(Scott) You want a beer?

Do you know he's got beer?

Or have I just busted him? Huh?

I didn't, but then I don't come here much.

Maybe I should.

Anytime.

Nice to meet you.

I'll show you these tonight.

Looking forward to it.

(footsteps departing)

- No. - From Russia with love.

- This is crazy. - Nope. This is $10 million.

I could put some through other areas of the business,

the bars and the restaurants.

Maybe then, maybe then we say

there are other bars and other restaurants.

- There you go. - I would need the accounts,

- the proper ones. - Linda will get them tonight.

Shirley ain't exactly a grafter. She's the first one out the door.

And I will need more time.

No.

If we slow down, they get worried.

And we don't want 'em worried.

(suspenseful music playing)

(door opens, closes)

- (Logan) How's your back? - Hmm?

From the boat.

I flew.

Fake passport.

You came in through the airport?

I'm riding two horses...

...our friends from Florida, your friends from England.

I gotta move faster.

Don't call them my friends.

Don't come here through the fucking airport.

How can a man like you be this insecure?

'Cause of men like you.

Relax, Campbell.

Hey, these islands, that ocean...

...they hold secrets better than you realise.

(suspenseful music playing)

(Kadene) Can I help you?

I'm afraid we have a meeting.

This won't take long.

Two bodies have been found off Fort Lauderdale.

Were they Tortolians?

No, they were drug dealers,

last seen with a man called Scott Errico,

who has links to organised crime.

Is he a Tortolian?

No, but he's here.

He flew into Tortola on a known alias yesterday.

What do you need?

I need Errico, and if your police can't find him,

then I'll bring in DEA agents who can.

We'll find him. It's a small island.

Small islands can hide more than you think.

I'll take this to the police commissioner.

No, I'll deal with it.

This is nothing for you to worry about, Kadene.

Let's go.

(aeroplane whirring)

(pilot speaking faintly)

(flight attendant) John?

(pilot speaking faintly)

Are you getting enough rest?

What is your plan, John?

What do you mean?

What is your plan... for us?

Oh, er, well...

...I think it's a case, erm, of just putting one foot

in front of the other for now, isn't it?

I don't...

What is this one foot?

I'm, look, I'm under a lot of pressure, love, okay?

I have a child inside me, John.

That is pressure.

So tell me. What is your plan?

I'm here.

I'm here, aren't I?

You're only here to see if I am here

because if I am here, you're safe.

I need more than that.

- Oh, fuck me. - What?

Look...

I say I need more, and you say, "Fuck me."

I ain't got a big vocabulary, okay?

I am a young woman, John, with a life.

And now that life will be with your child,

which means that life will be with you.

So next time you come here, you come with a plan,

you come with more than just "fuck me," okay?

(inhales, exhales sharply)

Yeah. Yeah.

Not a problem.

(aeroplane whirring)

Come on, baby. Yeah! Yeah!

You're trouble!

All right, come here. Oh, I missed you.

How are you girls? You all right?

(child) Yeah.

(telephone ringing)

Scott Errico, do you know him?

Why?

Because if he know him, you need to give him up,

or he's going to give us up.

Tell me where he is.

Governor, they're ready for your speech.

Great.

(suspenseful music playing)

Your heart, John...

...it's going like the clappers.

Shows it's working, doesn't it?

You're working too hard.

Worried about you.

I'm all right, love.

Swimming every day. Fit as a fiddle.

(reporter on TV speaking faintly)

(reporter) Those families left behind...

Erm, I wanna put a bit of security around this place.

What do you mean, security?

Er, I don't know yet.

Fences, dogs, maybe get a bloke to watch the drive.

What's going on, John?

Look, er, Tenerife is getting a little... harder,

a little rougher with the people involved.

But that's, it's good for us because it means what I'm doing now

can't last forever... and I'll be home.

You won't be putting up no fences around me, John...

...to keep them out or to keep me in...

...'cause the only time I don't feel safe is when you're here.

No, if this is how you come back

and this is what you bring back with you,

then maybe you shouldn't be coming back here at all.

I know Errico.

Where is he?

(Logan) The Rainbow Bar in Roatan.

How do you know?

I'm looking at him.

Barman, same again.

Get the DEA, all the local police you can.

He won't come quietly.

(suspenseful music playing)

(suspenseful music playing)

(suspenseful music playing)

(McLean) Secure all exits. Nobody leaves.

(officer) Police! Police!

Nobody move!

(McLean) Anything?

(engine whirring)

(dogs barking)

(birds screeching)

(lock clicks)

(footsteps departing)

Where is he off to, then?

(drill whirring)

I'm afraid this is a private marina.

So, are this lot for sale?

They are, yes.

We have some day boats over there

that would perhaps be more appropriate.

I want this one.

Then you have three problems...

it's being repaired, it's already sold...

Who to?

To a gentleman from Cirencester.

He's a QC, so not a man to be trifled with.

Well, you better tell me the third problem

'cause I hadn't heard a real one yet.

It's expensive.

Ah, you see? I think that's the only problem.

You think this bloke from Cirencester has the money,

and I don't.

It's 50,000 sterling.

Then I'll pay cash and I'll give you 10 grand on top,

and you can tell them I want it ready in a week.

And I've got a name for it, too.

It's bad luck to rename a boat.

You know, considering where I'm from

and who I'm from, to be standing here in the sun

and buying a boat like that,

I reckon my luck's looking all right.

(Lundy) I think Miller's buying a boat.

- I see. - If he suspects we're on him,

it's a clever way to leave the country, or so he thinks.

But it could play right into our hands, sir.

International waters.

I'll need help, unless you want me to try

and catch him on a peddle, though.

An arrest needs to be watertight, or we'll risk the conviction.

Well, have a look at my conviction rate, sir.

You won't find better.

I'll speak to Gibraltar, line up naval support.

- How many miles out to nick him? - Ten.

And it's hard to count miles out there,

what with all the waves.

Ten miles, Lundy.

Very good, sir.

(siren wailing in distance)

- (knocking on door) - Mr Palmer?

Mr Palmer?

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music playing)

(John) Hello?!

Hello?

What are you doing in here?

I've been waiting.

Late night.

Don't be coming in my house, son.

Sorry, Mr Palmer.

Ah, good.

Er, may we discuss the buffet?

What about it?

The vol-au-vents are conspicuous by their absence.

I can't discuss the vol-au-vents again, Douglas.

I don't have it in me.

You wouldn't have to discuss the vol-au-vents

if there was a coherent policy in place.

We don't have a vol-au-vents policy.

Well, you should because this place

is like the last days of bloody Rome.

(telephone ringing)

- Harper. - Who?

Oh, you must be Jennings. I'm Harper from Customs.

I look forward to meeting you.

Is he there?

(Harper) Who? The govey?

The what?

Gov, the gov, the governor.

- Jennings. - What's Customs doing there?

(Boyce) Answering questions you can't.

- What's happening? - Baxter's flying to London.

Then follow him, which means he shouldn't know

that you're following him.

Yeah, I think I remember that from Hendon, sir.

(Boyce) Good.

Everything is okay?

(John) Yeah.

And you're okay?

Yeah.

(birds chirping)

I had a few drinks last night.

Left off a bit of steam, you know?

Be careful, Mr Palmer.

You have an important job.

You must not miss things.

(suspenseful music playing)

Oh, believe me, I don't miss much.

(birds chirping)

What are you doing in here, Shirl?

What the fuck is this?

Nothing for you to worry about.

I sign off the accounts. I'd do time for this.

Oh, I don't know, Shirl.

You're good at not doing time that's meant for you.

(exhales)

(laughs)

Okay, John... didn't see nothing.

You can trust me...

...just like I trusted you.

(suspenseful music playing)

You didn't answer me.

What are you doing in here?

(Shirley gasping)

(suspenseful music playing)

How you doing? All right?

All right.

(panting)

(panting)

(door rattling)

(lock clicks)

(birds chirping)

(panting)

(door rattling)

(knocking on door)

Who have you spoken to?

- No one. - Answer!

I wouldn't do that to you, John.

Hey!

Aah!

This is my life that you're offering up!

- Who's coming for me? - No one's coming for you.

It's that stuff you're taking. It's making you paranoid!

Who is it? Who is it?

Who is it? Who is it, Shirl?

Oh, bollocks, this ain't my room. Or is it?

They all look the same, don't they?

Where's my key?

Oh, I'm sorry about this.

That Spanish beer's stronger than you think.

(Shirley groans)

These two (chuckles nervously)...

...these two are trying it on.

Will you walk me to get a taxi?

Yeah, no problem, love.

Go on.

Don't worry, lads. There's plenty more fish in the sea.

I want her found.

We'll find her.

First, I need to speak to you.

And I think you need a drink.

Yeah, you're right there.

- How is she? - Terrified.

I got her out, but she won't testify,

and now Palmer will be more suspicious than ever.

But she reckons what she saw in there

was a lot more than creative accounting, sir.

Whatever he's up to, it's proper.

(Boyce) Glad to hear it.

Now all we need is another way in.

Bring her back. I'll get her conviction quashed.

Thank her for her service.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

(Sarah) Thanks.

Brings it all back, doesn't it?

- I suppose it does. - (Douglas) The old gang.

Were we a gang?

Oh, well, Sarah, you and I were a little more than that.

Well, it was a long time ago, Dougie.

Time does not wither childhood sweethearts.

Well, I think that's slightly overstating what we were.

Well, you never get past the first rush of love.

You know, you never beat it.

Why are you here?

Well, you weren't at the reunion.

Er, I'm in town on business.

You know, I had, had a little bit of time to play with.

I've seen the watch, Dougie, for Christ's sake.

And I heard that you are divorced.

And I heard you got caught taking coke at a bus station.

A bus station?

What the hell happened to you?

I mean, you were always a little,

not unhinged, but you know what I mean.

What happened?! (chuckles)

The love of my life dumped me on the day of our graduation.

- I'm not the love of your life. - I'll be the judge of that.

- We were kids. - We were together for three years.

No, it wasn't three years.

We were going to tour Europe,

come to London, get a little place in Parsons Green.

We had a whole plan, Sarah, a whole life!

And then you left me for some mystery man

and knocked me for bloody six, and I never recovered.

I took shit jobs for shit practises, and I hit the vino,

and the next thing you know,

I'm on my knees in the toilet of a Berni

and in fucking handcuffs!

It was Logan.

I left you for Logan.

And then he left me about a week later.

Why would you tell me that?

Because 20 years ago,

we went to the same university, and, on occasion,

I allowed you to sleep with me,

and those things mean far more to you than they should.

And whatever it is you're looking for, Douglas,

you won't find the answer with me.

And you certainly won't find it in there.

(mobile ringing)

(patrons chattering faintly)

Baxter Investments.

Hey, buddy.

I need some money.

I can't send money to America.

They actually have some proper banking laws.

Now, who said anything about America?

I know what you say about drugs. It's on the island.

They're becoming big business, big money.

I have a contact, Colombian.

They can supply coca very pure, very cheap.

How pure?

What you have been taking, the drugs that we confiscate,

it is full of rubbish.

This will give you what you need...

(John) Not here.

...without any problems.

It's only been the last few months.

I just... (sighs)

I needed a few more hours in the day, you know?

Keep me going.

- I understand. - Yeah.

This is a secret between us.

(birds chirping)

Can I trust you?

You can trust me.

(John chuckles)

(suspenseful music playing)

Back in a bit.

(birds chirping)

Oh... these are Heliconias.

They grow all over the island, but I, I'd never noticed.

We call them the bird-of-paradise flower,

even after people like you came and told us we were wrong.

I should know more... about this island...

(birds chirping)

(gentle music playing)

...about my home.

(birds chirping)

Why now?

Recognition of commitment...

...of love.

It's strange... seeing you nervous.

Well, count yourself lucky.

My father proposed to my mother through his solicitor.

- How did that work out? - Disastrously.

I'm not leaving the island.

- I have work to do here. - Me neither.

Whatever happens to me will happen... to me here.

I believe, traditionally,

you're supposed to give some sort of response.

Oh! (laughing)

- Yes. - Good.

Good? (laughs)

Very good.

Well, at least you're not spending our money on your digs.

It's the old exhibits room, ma'am.

It's not a room anyone enters by accident.

The drums are beating.

ITV are planning a documentary on Palmer in Tenerife.

"The Mirror" have heard you're operating in Spain,

and "The Times" have reason to believe

you're on the Isle of Man.

If any of that becomes public, everyone runs for the hills.

We're giving them nothing,

but they'll get it one way or another.

How long can you hold them off?

A few days, maybe a week.

How close are you to nicking these two?

A few days, maybe a week.

Then it's between you and the press.

And if they get there first, it's over.

The corruption allegations against Lundy...

...I'd like to see them.

Hm, what are you looking for, Boyce?

Clarity.

(suspenseful music playing)

Oh, that's strong stuff, that, son.

We're serving cover then, eh?

I told you to give him up.

Well, that would've been a mistake for both of us.

Instead, you looked cooperative to the DEA, and I got him out.

No drugs.

We said that right at the beginning.

Clean any money you want, but no drugs.

All you need to know about my money is that it got you

all the way to governor.

This is my island.

No one lives here in peace if I do not want them to,

especially a foreigner.

Oh, yeah, erm... (clears throat)

Kadene and I are getting married, which means I'll be a Tortolian,

with all the extradition protection that affords.

Wear something nice.

You think it's the Americans you have to worry about.

I could sign legislation

to make everything you do illegal again tomorrow.

Then Tortola would be bankrupt within a week.

Whatever it is you're doing, I can stop it.

No, you can't.

- Why not? - Because you let in the wolves.

There's two types of money.

There's, erm, there's good money, which is slow, boring,

and the only ones who get rich from it

are the ones who already have it.

Now, you didn't have any good money,

so you let in dirty money, which is fast,

and it's exciting, and any person,

any country, any island can get rich from dirty money,

but you, you sacrifice yourself to get it.

And there's no way back...

...'cause once dirty money's in, it doesn't leave.

It's too powerful.

You let in the wolves... and the wolves don't leave.

(birds chirping)

So, what's going on here, then?

I'm taking over, Mr Palmer.

Is that right?

I know what you do.

I can do it better, and you can go home to England.

You know, son... (laughs)

...my missus, she warned me about you,

but she needn't have bothered.

I knew we'd get to this when you started talking about cowboys.

I knew not to take that stuff you gave me.

You were right about one thing, though.

It's over.

I've been calling all day.

(Kadene) Have you?

Where is she?

- I don't know. - Tell her she had her chance,

and tell her I have a team of DEA agents on their way.

Good. Our police have work to do and not enough resources to do it.

I hope you get your man.

There's something going on in this island,

and it's more than one man.

(suspenseful music playing)

When you're bitten by a snake, you do not let it go.

(John) He'll leave the island tonight.

We'll get back to work tomorrow.

Viktor will take you.

He will look after you now.

I'm all right.

Clearly, your English blokes from Tenerife were handy enough.

Viktor will take you.

We are partners now with your business. 50/50.

You're with us now.

(birds chirping)

(aeroplane whirring)

(announcer speaking faintly)

(travellers chattering faintly)

Boyce.

Baxter's at Heathrow Airport, meeting an unidentified male.

Looks like they're travelling.

Spook Baxter, and we spook Miller.

Stay back and observe.

Will do, sir.

There are systems to what Logan and I do,

and those systems do not involve going to a bank in London,

withdrawing £500,000 in cash,

and bringing it to Heathrow bloody Airport.

I'm going to Spain to see our friend,

and you're coming with me.

Why the hell would I do that?

Because you're out of your depth.

And when people are out of their depth, they make bad choices.

I want you where I can see you.

You think this is where my bad choices start?

Oh, my friend, that ship was very much fucking sailed.

Look, the feds have two bodies on me.

If I get pulled, I get life.

But if you get me pulled...

...then they'll have three bodies on me.

You got it?

- Got it. - Good. Good.

(announcer speaking faintly)

Now let's go.

(suspenseful music playing)

(Douglas) I need to refresh myself.

- You're a big boy. You can hold on. - I'm afraid I can't.

And if you don't want to attract attention,

then you probably wouldn't want to risk the consequences of that.

Hurry up.

Well, I can't go in, can I?

(announcer speaking faintly)

(announcer speaking faintly)

(lighter clicks)

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

Yeah.

The American's in London, and he's a bloody psychopath!

- Not on his phone. - Look, we're at Heathrow,

and he's making me bring him to you.

No, don't tell him where I am!

He's killed two people.

Well, stop fucking talking!

He's threatening to do me in, for Christ's sake!

Fuck!

(suspenseful music playing)

(water dripping)

(exhales)

(birds chirping)

(water flushing)

(door rattling)

(water splashing)

(suspenseful music playing)

Baxter's running.

(announcer speaking faintly)

So is his mate.

Nick them.

- Boyce. - Miller's running, sir,

and it won't be on the boat.

Flying Squad, nick him!

(officer) Which one?

(glass shattering)

The one who's fucking running!

(travellers shouting indistinctly)

(dramatic music playing)

(Douglas panting)

How can I help?

I've gotta pull him, sir!

It would be an illegal detainment that could prejudice our entire...

If he gets away now,

he's got the money to stay gone forever.

You have no jurisdiction, and there's still a chance

Miller doesn't know we're on him.

Lundy?

(engine whirring)

Lundy?

I'm not sure about that, sir.

Lundy!

(birds chirping)

You're a long way from home, son.

You'll see me again.

(suspenseful music playing)

(tyres screeching)

(mobile ringing)

Hello?

Hello, John.

I need a bit of help.

(siren wailing)

(upbeat music playing)

(closing theme music playing)

# Another head hangs lowly.

# Child is slowly... #