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♪ Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm ♪

♪ Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm ♪

♪ Your love was taken by the rich ♪

♪ When they don't even understand ♪

♪ What feelings are true ♪

♪ And can be real ♪

♪ The time you're in need ♪

♪ Is the hour to aid the people around you ♪

♪ They didn't think ♪

♪ But their love wasn't all that loving ♪

You have one new voice message.

♪ In the end, no ♪

SAM: Hi. It's Sam.

Look. I've been stupid before, obviously.

Really stupid.

But last night, that was up there with the best of them --

or the worst, depending on how you...

So, uh, tell me I'm not being sent out into exile, please.

♪ Taking the heat just to prove you can stop ♪

♪ Heavy or not ♪

♪ They're moving so fast ♪

♪ They can't see what you fought ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ The richest ♪

♪ Richest eating the rot ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

[ Bell tolling ]

Morning.

What's all this?

Well, you interfered with my system.

- There's a system? - There is.

Look, we're independent. We're not a partnership.

- If this is going to work -- - I know, I know.

Nothing from here goes over there.

Not files, conversations, or clients.

You got clients coming in?

Mm-hmm.

Tony Doyle, making his debut.

Should I know the Doyles?

I've represented them for years.

Aidan, the two Patricks, Dermot, and now Tony.

It's sort of Communion, Confirmation,

meeting George Cusack.

It's the, uh, the Doyle trinity.

I mean, let's be clear. They are criminals.

Right.

They're never violent.

Nice to old people. Respecters of women.

Heartwarming stuff.

Needs must.

They're not like the thieves you used to represent at Dunbar's,

a superior criminal.

Point made. Sorry.

Apology accepted.

{an8}♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

{an8}♪ It is breaking down ♪

{an8}♪ Turns on itself ♪

{an8}♪ Melts the flesh from the bone ♪

♪ Oceans empty drop by drop by drop ♪

♪ No shock and awe ♪

{an8}♪ Slow and steady she goes ♪

{an8}♪ No Jesus, no wrecking ball ♪

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Engine revving ]

[ Tires screech ]

GEORGE: What they're saying is,

after crashing into the back of them on a roundabout,

that Tony drove off without attempting to exchange details.

Bringing the guards to my door.

Not like he hasn't been told about that.

But he's sorry.

Aren't you?

I am.

Sorry.

So hands up, a telling-off,

a few euros to the guards' Christmas fund

and off we go, in and out.

The thing is, you never plead guilty, Dermot.

But this isn't for me, is it?

This is for young Tony, a new start.

Are you happy about that, Tony?

I am. Yeah.

But you have no previous convictions.

This is just driving -- and a lesson.

Always exchange, you know, details,

if you're gonna drive into people, like.

Because I didn't, and I should.

GEORGE: Mm-hmm.

The thing is, the prosecution seem to be

in a bit of a mess about this.

So if we play it right, we might find another way through.

What, turn up, show our faces

and wait to see if we can rub their noses in it?

- Sounds very provocative. - Making them prove their case.

They'll think I'm taking the piss.

Tony will be acting on my advice.

They can think whatever they like.

Give us a minute.

Go on.

Look, what I'm hearing --

George -- George, can we take this outside, please?

You sit down. And don't touch anything.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Taps loudly ]

GEORGE: I'm hearing whispers.

The guards are investigating a series of dubious car crashes

and even more dubious insurance claims.

That's very interesting.

Call it unofficial advice.

So, uh, do you work for George then, or...

No.

Right. So you're, like, a partnership.

No. We're completely separate.

We just share an office space.

So you sit here separate

listening to each other's business?

We don't discuss the details of cases with each other.

It's against the rules.

Ah. Right.

So do you defend people too, then?

No. I sue them.

No recriminations, no fuss.

And just between ourselves, I'm not that useless lump.

No questions that might lead people back to my door, okay?

Tony.

Tony, you sure you're happy with a guilty plea?

Yeah. No fuss. Whatever Da says.

GEORGE: No fuss.

That's exactly what your da said.

Okay. I'll see you in court.

Come on.

"No fuss. That's exactly what Da said."

- You should've said yes or no. - I'm sorry, Da.

How many times do I have to tell you?

You can't follow one simple instruction.

Oh. Where are you off to?

Waterford. I drew the short straw.

Well, what's the sudden attraction there?

Judge Joseph O'Dwyer, who spent 30 years

deciding minor provincial squabbles, is retiring.

I've got to go down, shake his hand,

give him a watch and a speech.

You don't know him that well.

I'm just providing the ceremony.

They want the office, not the man.

So when will you be back?

Well, if the other speeches are short, tonight.

If they go on and on, tomorrow.

Sorry.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

Oh. No, no, no, no.

[ Siren wailing ]

So you thought you'd summons me here

and then soften me up with a coffee?

In fairness, it's nice coffee.

Eric, I'm here because you said you needed to talk.

You said it was important.

I just thought we should talk, as evidently we hold

such differing views about my father.

[ Exhales sharply ]

Yeah. That's one way of putting it.

Look. You've said your piece. I've listened and I disagree.

And we're both adults and professionals,

so surely we can move on from that.

We?

Well, Eric, when you pick a side and you pick the side you have,

then "we" is a redundant concept.

That's actually what I wanted to ask you about.

So...we're just professional?

You brought me here to check that?

Well, as long as I know we've drawn a line.

So that's it? You're off?

I've got a client-and-partner golf-day thing.

All of them?

Every last one of them.

Take the labels off 2,000 bottles of vodka?

I prefer to think of it as preparing 2,000 bottles of vodka

for rebranding.

Is this all we're good for, scrubbing vodka bottles?

What we're good for, son, is turning one euro into many.

Loaves and fishes, keeping the roof over our heads.

So stuff your philosophy and get to work.

We'll be here all night.

If I hadn't been wasting my time

dragging you around solicitors' offices

'cause you can't do what you were told,

I'd have had it done hours ago, but I was, so I didn't.

Now get scrubbing.

Right, Da.

So, Stephen, have you had legal representation before?

No. Never had a solicitor.

I got your name off the Internet.

Okay. So you work in a pub?

I do.

And I like it.

Okay. And you were off work for?

A fortnight -- whiplash.

For an accident that happened in?

Santry, at a roundabout.

Fellow shunted into the back of me and just drove off.

[ Tires screech ]

[ Tires squealing, engine revving ]

So initially, you assumed your insurance company would pay.

What happened then?

Just got a letter saying they wouldn't.

I gave them all the medical evidence they wanted,

stuff from the doctor,

but they just turned around and said no.

Did they give any reasons why?

Nothing.

"We're not paying, so do one," in so many words.

It's bloody robbery.

That's why I need someone like you to fight my corner.

Well, I can write to them and go on record.

Sometimes them knowing you've got a solicitor

can force a change of response.

But there are gonna be costs, Stephen.

I was wondering if you did any of that, uh,

no-win-no-fee stuff.

Because I'm not rich, but, like, I should win, shouldn't I?

You've got the medical evidence?

Everything. It's an open goal.

I just need someone to score it.

Okay. Get the medical stuff to me.

I'll write to them. They'll respond.

And then we'll figure out what the costs might be

and if there's a contingent arrangement that might work.

No win, no fee.

Right.

Brilliant. Thanks.

I'll be in touch.

Good. Thank you.

Oh, good shot.

Thanks, Dad.

So, progress?

Nothing yet, but there will be, won't there?

Good luck, Nigel!

[ Laughter ]

Feck off, Richard.

Sorry!

Don't mind him, Nigel.

RICHARD: Fiver a hole, remember.

And I'm not taking one of your IOUs.

[ Laughter ]

Do you think Fitzjames might be vulnerable?

Possibly. Probably.

I don't know. My instinct says he is.

Instinct?

Yes, I think you may be right.

But even if he goes down, Pike wants more than just Fitzjames.

RICHARD: The thing to remember is Fitzjames isn't us.

It's him, not we -- his problem, not ours.

ERIC: My client, my problem.

You, Eric, are part of us.

If Fitzjames goes down,

will you make sure it's nothing more than a...collateral damage,

a sacrifice, one down so others may prosper?

So what do we do?

We fight, Eric, but with pragmatism,

always knowing when to leave the fallen behind.

All this just to survive?

Always to survive.

So Dunbar's can keep on moving forwards

and so one day, after me... a son of mine can take the helm.

Bad luck.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Door closes ]

I'm making tea.

Oh. No. I'm okay, thanks.

George, you left your cigarette burning.

GEORGE: Sure you don't want something?

Oh.

Works out better when you actually stub it out.

Big inquiry team meeting tomorrow.

Some light reading.

Exciting afternoon you have planned.

[ Footsteps departing ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

I'm not sure which is worse, you staring at me deliberately

or staring at me without realizing it.

Sorry.

They're both bad if you're me.

I was miles away.

Mm.

It does look untidy from this angle.

It looks untidy from every angle.

Doyles lived up to their billing earlier.

I like Dermot.

Still turning on that innocent charm for me

after all these years.

Why the keenness to plead guilty?

I'm not sure.

It does feel murky, but then, as I'm constantly arguing,

murky is not the same as illegal.

For a family like theirs, Tony doesn't seem very shrewd.

Yeah.

He was their clean skin.

No previous, no problem getting access to credit,

whatever they need.

So if Dermot's happy for him to plead guilty and lose that,

I think they're saying sorry for a small thing

while trying to hide a bigger thing

they haven't been caught for yet.

Is Santry their normal patch?

Are you cross-examining me?

[ Laughs ]

Right.

I have to give good advice to a bad man,

after which cold drink will be required.

And I won't take no for an answer this time.

[ Clears throat ] I can't. Sorry.

I've got to check things with Vincent.

Come on. Not sorry.

Do your work.

Do your homework, even, then come, no excuses.

Text me. I'll join you.

Good woman.

Good night, Ray.

Good night, George.

[ Door closes ]

[ Drawer closes ]

Jesus.

What's up with you?

I saw something, Ray, on George's file.

It wasn't my fault, but I saw it,

and now I'm wondering what Stephen Morris is up to.

Is it a problem?

[ Sighs ] It could be a big one.

Just get rid of him.

Look at the work I've been getting.

If I could afford to start dropping people

just because I had suspicions...

Well, you know who'd find evidence

whether your suspicions were right or wrong.

She helped put you in prison.

She helped get me out.

MAN: Well, there youse go.

- Ah. Marvelous. Thank you. - No problem.

Oh, I wish they'd stick to bloody horoscopes.

But how do they know?

How do they know anything?

They just take a guess and make it all up.

But...

But what?

Maybe this time they've made up something that's quite useful.

If you had witnessed something dodgy about the bid,

you wouldn't know a journalist

was being a bit inventive, would you?

So the effect would be the same?

Exactly.

If you knew the inquiry was closing in,

I mean, would you wait to be found,

get treated as though you're guilty of something,

or would you come forward first and be a witness?

Okay.

Even though it's a false story, the end justifies the means.

Oh. Now, that could be my motto.

In Latin, obviously.

Obviously.

What do you know about whiplash?

Gosh.

Well, there is this lady in a flat off Capel Street.

Lovely shoes.

Stop it.

Come here.

So I have this client, and the insurance company won't pay up.

They prefer not to.

But George also has this client,

and it's a bit tricky because I think there's a link.

You think there's a link?

Yeah.

Well, George left this cigarette in her ashtray,

and I went to put it out,

and I...think I sort of saw some stuff.

"Sort of"?

George thinks that her clients are running an insurance job

with whiplash claims.

But this file...

Which you saved from immolation.

Exactly.

...puts them all in the same place at the same time.

Awkward.

No one gets accidentally bumped into

when they've paid someone to do it deliberately.

That's what I was afraid of.

So what's the client want?

Take on the insurers big-time,

but he did send me his medical report.

And?

Well, they definitely drove into him hard enough.

How is it being funded?

No foul, no fee.

So you can't afford to lose.

How about just dumping it?

I've already put myself on the record.

Oh.

So either he's gonna have to just magically decide to drop it

or I'm gonna need to know a lot more than I do now.

Then you need a good investigator,

join the dots for you.

Mm.

So what did you want to talk to me about, Ray?

Don't know, exactly.

Diploma in legal studies.

You want to be a solicitor?

Why not?

Lots of good reasons for it.

Gonna try.

When are you signing up?

I've just got to find the money.

Fresh start?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hey!

Sorry, Mr. Dunbar.

I seem to have pinched your arse.

I noticed.

- You okay here or the table? - Uh, will the arse be coming?

It tends to.

Well, park it here and we'll sit at the bar.

Shouldn't I be doing jokes about your arse?

I'm a modern woman.

I'll do my own sexism, thank you.

My kind of woman.

Hey.

You made it.

Wine list is fine. Vodka's better.

[ Chuckles ]

It helps when you actually read it.

Hi, Tara.

Caroline. I didn't know you were coming.

You know me. Full of surprises.

Yeah.

- Drink? - Yes.

So listen. I've been thinking.

Sentences that start with "I've been thinking"

usually end miserably.

It's a well-known fact.

You trying to say I'm miserable?

Well, why are you moping around

like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders?

I just don't want you to think that I'm, you know...

What?

Taking advantage of you.

Taking advantage of me?

I'd eat you alive -- if you asked nicely.

[ Chuckles ] Good.

- I was worried. - Well, don't be.

Anyway. Tara.

Mm. Oh, we're finished.

You know that. Formally. We spoke this morning.

- Formally? - You know what I mean.

So you finished with her this morning,

and you're looking to start up with me this evening?

No.

Let's just keep having fun.

All right.

[ Laughter ]

Right. One more?

No. I'm -- I'm fine. Thanks.

You're not going home yet, Goldilocks.

We haven't had a drink since our night in Wicklow.

One for the road. Yeah.

Here. Just a minute.

Excuse me.

Um, do you have a wine list?

MAN: Yes. No problem. I have one right here.

Here you go.

Meeting Meg tomorrow.

Vincent said if she's the best, then I should use her.

Do you trust her?

She is good at what she does.

Well, then use her, but, you know, keep an eye.

Investigators are...slippery.

You think everyone is slippery.

What's the case?

It...Um, it's just --

It's a small thing, but, you know,

maybe that's a good way to reintroduce her.

It's...

Do you have somewhere else you would rather be?

Why?

Well, because Caroline's really keen to have a chat,

and you are keener still not to.

She is still on thin ice with me, George.

Go on. Make a break for it out the side door while she's busy.

Okay.

I hate those girlie chats anyway.

See ya.

Robert Moroney.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Bookworm, if you're calling this late,

it's either very good news or very bad news,

and I'm feeling optimistic.

Good.

I'll see you shortly.

Well?

Power of the press.

Papers run a story. Someone comes forward.

You, uh...

No. Of course not.

What have we got?

Robert Moroney, 60, worked night security

at the building where the tenders were kept.

Go on.

Two men arrive after midnight

with passes issued directly by York,

which was a first, as they are normally issued by his staff.

York himself worked through the entire weekend in his office.

- He didn't go home? - Not once.

Camped out behind his desk

to make sure everything went smoothly.

That's definitely dodgy.

And that's not all.

You are gonna love this.

[ Telephone ringing ]

RICHARD: We may have an issue.

Meet me at the usual place.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Here's everything on Deirdre York.

Pike has the press excited.

Track any witnesses that come forward.

Anything else?

Mm, no.

- You sure? - Yeah.

[ Zipper closes ]

[ Siren wailing in distance, knock on door ]

- Hey. - TARA: Hey.

Come in. Come in.

You, um...you called me earlier.

Yeah, I did,

and then I figured that I should come over

and we -- we, you know, talk in person.

Yeah.

I feel a bit embarrassed about it all.

No need to feel embarrassed.

Do you know what would be embarrassing?

Yeah. I did it last night.

No.

If two people, two adults, who got on really, really well

let something stupid come between them.

And it was really stupid.

Not just bad timing?

What do you mean?

Eric happened.

He's only just stopped happening,

so right now, maybe it's...bad timing.

Let's just call it that, then.

- Okay. - Okay.

Good -- Good night.

Good night.

Sorry.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Door closing.

Hey. Uh, I just sent you a text.

Siobhan Shaw?

She's an accounts manager at night school.

She's a friend of mine.

So?

Well, a legal studies diploma costs about 100% more

than you're able to afford.

Siobhan operates discretion.

It's a scam.

Selected invoicing for the deserving.

If I was caught, I'd be finished.

But if you don't try, you don't start.

Unless that's what you want.

Is this...

Is this compensation?

'Cause if it is, it's unnecessary.

We're straight.

I'm not the one you have to figure out how to apologize to.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Hiya, Mum.

I can't really talk now. I'm about to go into a meeting.

All right.

I just wondered if you were around for lunch.

I can't, really.

I've got to sort something out before it gets too messy.

Right.

I know how you feel.

What are you up to?

Just sorting out some bits.

Waiting for your dad to get back.

Is he not in court?

Not today.

He was away last night -- some do in Waterford.

Joseph O'Dwyer retired, and he just had to be there.

Okay, Mum.

Look. Can I call you back later?

Of course, darling.

Have a good day.

STEPHEN: What, 15 minutes now before we open.

So there's a problem?

A part of my job -- part of my duty --

is to advise you fully,

which includes warning you of the risks

of certain courses of action.

What courses?

There's a gang mocking up insurance claims

in whiplash cases.

Does that make mine more difficult?

Well, yeah.

They're making arrangements with drivers in Santry

to collide with them for a fee,

and then the drivers are claiming on their insurance.

Okay.

The authorities are already onto it,

and they're going to arrest whoever is doing it,

which is gonna lead the guards to whoever else is involved.

Do you mean me?

There are certain things to do with your case

which might make it a bit more complicated.

But I've done nothing.

If I just drop your case after already writing

to the insurance company, it might look odd.

Drop it?

It's gonna alert them to my concerns, but if you drop it

and I let them know you're discontinuing your claim,

they might just forget about it, put it in a drawer somewhere.

I get it.

I work in a pub, so you think I must be up to no good.

I'm not a professional, am I?

Not a lawyer, sticking together, looking after my lawyer friends.

So maybe I need a different one.

You know where the door is.

[ Tea pouring ]

So the link with you and George is accidental?

It has to be.

But your clients' accidents are not accidents.

That's the point.

I know. That's why I warned Stephen.

But George doesn't know there's a link?

I can't tell her until I'm sure. It'd be really awkward.

Okay.

After you called, I did some digging.

What I know is the Doyles are under investigation

for insurance fraud, whiplash claims.

I knew it.

If it is a fraud, my costs bill is gonna be huge.

But it was too easy to find out, so George probably knows.

But she doesn't know there's a link.

Maybe she's in the dark about you, but not for long.

The day in question...

Is there nothing you can't get ahold of?

Not while secure companies are using insecure Wi-Fi.

Watch.

TARA: Okay. There's Stephen's car.

MEG: And that's Tony Doyle.

[ Keys clicking ]

Hit-and-run, literally. That's not all, though.

TARA: An hour later?

Similar car. Tony's second crash of the day.

One hour later, same place.

I don't get it.

Did Tony Doyle strike you as an intelligent man?

[ Exhales deeply ] I don't know. Um...

He messed the times up.

He went out an hour early and hit the wrong car,

went out an hour later and hit the right one.

- And Stephen? - Wrong place, wrong time.

Because no one pulling the scam would be stupid enough

to go out and have two crashes on one day in the same place.

[ Sighs ]

[ Footsteps in distance ]

We need to talk.

The files, your side, my side,

independent lawyers sharing an office space

isn't always gonna work.

What do you mean?

Tony Doyle drove into a client of mine -- Stephen Morris.

You're kidding.

- By accident. - Oh, not by accident.

Tony doesn't drive into people by accident.

- That's not how it works. - It was this time.

He got to the roundabout early, hit the wrong car.

- How do you know? - Meg.

Two accidents, same spot, an hour apart.

Tony both times.

It totally explains Dermot's pleading-guilty obsession.

The thing is, I was sure that Stephen was up to no good,

but when you spoke to me after you'd met with Tony and --

Hey. Hey.

Chinese wall. Your side. My side.

George, you spoke to me about a client of yours.

I can't not hear that.

I advised Stephen to drop the case, which would benefit

-the Doyles -- - Hey.

Tell me that you stopped right there,

or you're in so much shit.

He thought that I was accusing him.

He wants to find a new solicitor.

Well, of course he did.

What if they start digging around?

Exactly. A fight would not be good for the Doyles or for you.

So because of your mistake,

it's hitting the fan in all directions.

George, we can sit here and have a row

while the Doyles get arrested, or we can try and fix this.

Fix it how, exactly?

Five grand?

4,500 for the whiplash and 500 for the bumper.

And be thankful that the insurance company

haven't been running up costs.

Nobody gets bloody whiplash.

Then it's 4,500 for making medical history, Dermot,

because Stephen Morris did.

Do you know how many cars we've driven into?

No.

I do not, and unlike the guards, I don't want to.

So keep that to yourself, please.

All because that bloody young fella

can't follow a simple instruction --

All because if you don't, you'll have the uniforms

nosing around and asking questions.

It's not Stephen Morris' fault that Tony hit the wrong car.

If this drags on, he'll get a new solicitor,

and they will dig deep.

And only you know what they might find.

5,000 euro?

Five.

We live and learn.

[ Indistinct conversations, mid-tempo music playing ]

Stephen?

Stephen?

[ Metal clanging ]

Stephen?

Hey.

Come to accuse me of something else, have you?

[ Sighs ] I'm really sorry.

I expressed myself badly.

I understood what you meant well enough.

Look, I was trying to warn you away from a situation,

and I-I made it sound like I thought you were involved,

not just caught up in it.

You did -- criminally caught up.

I-I was trying to help.

I have sorted something for you.

I'll be up to you.

Okay.

What is it? I'm very busy.

I know. Sorry.

Look, I, um... I have something for you.

What?

It's an out-of-court settlement

if you'll consider the matter closed.

You can close it just like that?

Well, legally, it never really started,

so closing it down was quite easy.

And your fee?

I've just taken my expenses --

as a gesture for handling things badly.

And how'd you fix it?

Well, I had to talk to some people,

people I didn't realize were involved

when you first came to see me.

And you're not gonna tell me who?

It's not important. It's sorted.

Five grand, if you'd be happy with that.

Five thousand euro?

I'd buy you a drink, only...

...I don't want to.

[ Vehicles passing ]

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Keys clicking ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Both laughing ]

GEORGE: Well, as long as he took it and it's all done and dusted.

Yes?

Stephen. The money.

Yeah.

You know, I can't believe I got Stephen so wrong.

I was sure that he was up to something.

Anyway, I'm glad we got it sorted now.

Yeah.

Dermot's happy about that, too.

Remember when we were talking, Dermot and Tony and I?

Yeah.

It just came to me afterwards --

They didn't give me the address of the crash.

I had to get that from the file.

So for all the things that you accidentally heard,

the location was not one of them.

My files. Your files.

Tell me why I shouldn't chuck you out.

The first I heard of Santry was when Stephen told me.

Look, George. I don't have any secrets, okay?

Yeah, I did have Santry confirmed to me

after Stephen told me, and do you know how?

Because you had that page on top of your file

when I went to your desk to put a cigarette out

that you left burning.

And I didn't act on it until it was clear

that your client was throwing himself off a cliff

along with mine.

And because you talked to me about your clients, I knew this.

And because I didn't talk to you about mine, you didn't.

And then Meg confirmed it.

Are you quite finished?

No. Look. I'm sorry if it's awkward that I stopped them.

And I'm sorry you can't even close a file.

Apology accepted.

[ Door opens ]

- MEG: Hello? - Hey.

- GEORGE: Hi, Meg. - Hi.

Um, do you have a minute?

Yeah.

MEG: I have something interesting to show you.

[ Indistinct conversations, bottles clanking ]

MAN: Steve-O. Usual, please.

Oh. It's you.

Right.

Where was this camera?

On a building, set back.

The one on the lamppost -- Anyone could have found that.

It was easy. But this was discreet.

And from this angle, you can clearly see both of them.

Cheers.

He was in on it.

Mm.

Oh, that little shit.

Tony's dad will kill him.

Nice find, Meg.

Yeah. Thanks, Meg.

As agreed, 500 euro.

I need more than that.

I thought you were only doing one crash a day.

Got a bit complicated.

You were a freelance job, you know?

Busy time of year.

You never told your old fella,

and now he's paying out for your little solo efforts.

He paid five grand, but he wants it back.

- I need to give him that. - Well, I can't give it to you.

- And, uh... - What?

You need a new local.

You keep coming in here, and he'll make the link.

Yeah. I know.

You're right. You're right.

But, uh...you know that vodka you were fixing the labels on?

What about them?

We might be able to do you a deal.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

If you can arrange that better than you arranged this.

Ah, it was almost perfect.

What part of it was nearly bloody perfect?

The solicitor.

She almost saw straight through it.

Yeah, but she didn't, did she?

She said that she sued people,

but she couldn't talk to that woman, George.

They couldn't talk about the case at all.

She was perfect. Handpicked.

All this from a 30-second chat?

What can I say? I'm good.

She thought I was making a move on her.

Suddenly, I feel sorry for her again.

MEG: I'm sorry.

I was in a difficult place.

Money gives you choices, and I had none.

Ray says I should leave the past where it is.

Ray is a very generous person.

Which is why you helped get him out.

And I'm giving you this for free,

which goes against everything I believe in, but...

- What is it? - It's a silver bullet.

A letter from Tim York to Richard Dunbar

thanking him for his time and requesting another appointment.

But Richard was already representing --

McGraw. And Eric was representing Fitzjames.

But I don't know if you knew about this.

This is huge.

Richard advised the man

whose evidence was gonna bring down his own client.

Where did you find this?

It doesn't matter, but it's yours

if you can work out what to do with it.

Why? Why now?

I have money now.

And I have choices.

And...remember -- I am good.

[ Door rattling, water dripping ]

[ Bottles clanking ]

[ Thud ]

Geez! What are you doing in here?

Thought I'd better keep a closer eye on things.

I'll have this finished in an hour.

Sorry. I didn't think it would take so long.

Stephen Morris?

Who?

You're gonna pay back every cent of that five grand,

and if you don't...

...there'll be murder.

Do you hear me?

I do, Da. Yeah.

Get scrubbing.

Right, Da.

VINCENT: So, uh, Mr. Moroney,

you made the link between these men and Mr. Fitzjames because?

Because of the fella that stood by me desk,

making calls and talking on the phone to Mr. Fitzjames.

And what caused you to be reminded of this?

Well, there was a story in the paper.

- Right. - And the name rang a bell.

But then on TV, they played some film

of your man Fitzjames getting out of his car.

And I said to meself, "I know him."

Mr. Fitzjames is often on television.

What if he were to suggest that it was from there

that you recognized him?

Oh, it wasn't just him I recognized, no.

It was the fellow who opened the door for him, his driver.

He stood next to me that night making calls.

And you're certain Mr. Fitzjames' driver

called him from the building where the bids were kept?

One hundred percent.

I've always had a good memory for a face.

Thank you.

RICHARD: Have you heard?

ERIC: I was just coming to see you.

Pike will never let it go now. He knows he's got Fitzjames.

He thinks he's the first step of a big trail.

Well, he is, isn't he?

If Fitzjames was given access to that bid,

it was by someone with influence, someone important.

Like I said, Eric, we make sure we always know

when to leave our fallen colleagues behind

for the sake of the greater good.

What we need is to create some breathing space.

Have you got five minutes?

[ Indistinct conversations, down-tempo music playing ]

Thank you.

Oh. Eric.

- Hey. - Hey.

Are you here with Sam?

Uh, no.

You on a date?

I am.

Well, have a good evening.

I will.

JOE: Ah. Here's the Moroney file.

VINCENT: Bookworm, we're in a public place.

- The walls have ears here. - Right.

- Hey, Tara. - Tara.

So what now?

We recall Fitzjames, use the security guard's testimony,

and watch him turn a pleasingly deep shade of red.

We're trying to link him to the others.

JOE: If we can connect Fitzjames to McGrath, maybe we can --

Tara, what's up?

What? Sorry. I'm...

[ Cellphone buzzing ]

Oh, I-I'd better get this.

Hello. [ Clears throat ]

They've done what?

Why?

[ Sighs ]

For how long?

Great.

- Bastards. - What's up?

You are.

You worked for Dunbar's. Now you work for me.

Dunbar's represent witnesses in the inquiry, so...

But that's never been denied.

They've made an official complaint.

They say there's a conflict.

We're adjourned while the investigate.

But they've always known that, since day one,

so why are they moving in now?

Fuck this.

VINCENT: Tara.

Tara.

You got given a job, did you?

Stop the nasty people asking questions about Daddy's friends?

It's a valid complaint. You worked for both sides.

You must all be so nervous.

Innocent people wouldn't need to do this.

I had a lucky escape.

You're not the only one.

Dunbar's still your whole life, is it?

- Hey. - No.

It's not the inquiry that's upsetting you, Tara.

It's coming over here and finding me happy

when you want me to be sad.

But I'm not, because I found someone new, and you didn't.

Didn't I?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Evening.

VINCENT: Relax and have a drink.

Don't give him the satisfaction.

I'm fine.

I have to go. I'll speak to you tomorrow.

Tara.

[ Music continues ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Knocks on door ]

Fancy meeting you here.

[ Chuckles ]

- Hey. - Hey.

Hey.

So you said that you were bad timing.

- I was. - Yeah.

Back then.

Well, things change.

Things that had just happened then

quickly become less immediate.

I'm glad.

Me too.

Which is why I really...

really don't have to go home tonight.

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