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[traditional Irish music playing]

- [live music playing] - There you are. Enjoy.

This is a single malt.

[music fades and turns sinister]

[traditional Irish music over conversations]

Are you sure?

[car door slams]

- What's going on? - Laura--

Is everybody OK? What happened?

Where's Damien?

- I'm so sorry, Laura. - Oh, God!

- Oh, God no, no, no! - Laura, look away.

[sobbing]

Oh, please, no.

[theme music]

Come on, Harry, I don't think it's too much to ask.

Distilleries strike deals with pubs all the time.

It's a quid pro quid thing.

Quid pro quo.

What? That doesn't make any sense. Quid for a quid, see?

Balfe's give me their free whiskey.

I promote their fine beverage.

I make a profit and they get free advertising.

It's a win-win-win.

Win-win.

I am not going to ask a widow for free whiskey.

[sighs] Great.

Looks like I'm gonna have to do whiskey night

with that methylated spirit stuff

Petra picked up in Tashkent.

- You coming, by the way? - I have a headache that night.

Oh.

I haven't said which night yet.

[Fergus] ...operating now for about five years.

Thank you.

So, you were saying

that the fire brigade think it's deliberate?

They found evidence of arson

and the pathologist said that Damien had been struck.

The State Pathologist? Pierce Kennedy?

- Yes. - Oh.

Damien was murdered and the police said the fire was started

to try to cover it up.

[sighs] Do the police have any suspects?

That's why I'm here, to be honest.

Their main suspect is me.

One of the Guards suggested that we planned the fire

as an insurance job and something went wrong.

And because I was home sick that night, I don't have an alibi.

Everybody else was at the staff party.

Did you kill him?

What?

God, no! I would never hurt him.

I wouldn't hurt anybody.

Why would they think you need the insurance?

Damien and I and my brother Finn

took a gamble a couple of years ago,

a different approach to the business.

So, yes, money's tight.

But Balfe's has been in our family for generations.

We got our distilling licence from James II.

Practically everybody in the village either works for us

or has someone in the family who does.

Did the Damien or the company have any enemies?

Weird things have been happening.

A few weeks ago, one of our trucks got run off the road

and we lost most of that delivery.

Then, one of our batches was tainted.

Then somebody made an anonymous health and safety complaint about us.

Sabotage?

Damien was convinced somebody was out to get us.

[voice breaking] And now this.

[phone vibrating]

Sorry, just give me a sec.

[Fergus] Do you believe her?

I think I do.

Did I ever mention that I'm a fan of good whiskey?

[Glenn] Me too.

I am not asking her.

Bugger.

Oh, my God! It's 11am.

Charlie, the alarm didn't go off.

- I didn't set the alarm. - Why wouldn't you set the alarm?

- I'm not going anywhere. - I have so much work today!

Oh, love. Are you all right?

Do you think I did the right thing?

25 years and I just...

- packed it all in. - It's not the first time

you've been disappointed with the system, love.

But you need to see the positives.

Look, Vivian said it's a sabbatical, right?

And you've never had time off.

We can do some fun things, and Lola's back for her hols soon.

I need some stuff done around the house.

Just keep busy and if,

in a few weeks or months, you change your mind--

- I won't change my mind. - If you do, you can go back.

So, why not see this as an opportunity?

Enjoy it. Have an adventure!

Mm.

You're right.

I have things I want to do.

Good.

Right, I have to get a wriggle on.

I've probably missed about 40 emails already.

I'll be in my office if you need me, OK?

Don't worry about me.

[Fergus] She wasn't joking about the town

being reliant on the business.

[Harry] "Home of Balfe's".

We should try some with our lunch.

[Fergus] Good soup.

- [traditional Irish music playing] - [Harry sighs] Yeah.

[American accent] A single malt.

Food any good?

Mm, lovely, yes.

I should line my stomach. I'm not used to whiskey.

[chuckles] That's very sensible.

Your accent, Tennessee?

Yes, ma'am. That's impressive.

She knows everything about everything. It's a skill.

Oh, no, stop! Tennessee, that's the home of bourbon.

Surely you must know a thing or two about whiskey?

Well, Tennessee's also the home of the Grand Ole Opry.

- Doesn't mean I can hold a tune. - [Harry chuckles]

So, you here for business or pleasure?

Very much pleasure.

I hear Balfe's is one of the finest

independent distilleries in Ireland.

I'm going on a tour tomorrow.

- You? - Oh, a little business.

You know much about Balfe's?

Not as much as we'd like.

- Uh-huh. Novices like me. - Mm, not quite.

[barman] Sir, your drink.

I should let you folks finish your lunch.

Chuck Miller, by the way.

Harry Wild and Fergus Reid.

[Fergus] Friendly guy.

[Harry] Yeah, he'll be friendly until the fourth glass,

when he'll be maudlin and depressed.

Did you notice that he changed the subject

when I mentioned bourbon?

People like that always make me suspicious.

Oh, everyone makes you suspicious!

Can I get you guys anything else?

Information.

About the fire at Balfe's.

- Do you know anything? - I know it was a bloody tragedy.

Christ knows what this village would do without that business.

The man who died, did you know him?

He's an Aussie, so we wouldn't know him

like we know the rest of the village.

He seemed like a good chap.

You should talk to Moira about him. She's the mammy up there.

Laura and Finn's mammy?

No. [chuckles] She's just the mammy.

We should add her to our list.

Look, we'll talk to her after we speak to Laura's brother, Finn.

[Finn] Our parents wanted both of us to run this place.

Laura's always been the one with her head screwed on.

She took the whole thing on.

I fecked off to Oz, leaving her with all the work.

- She doesn't deserve this. - Well, nobody deserves that.

Damien was Australian. What did he do there?

He'd had a bit of a rough time when we first met.

Found out his fiancée was cheating on him.

He was heartbroken and out of work.

Do the two usually go together?

Well, the fiancée owned a sheep farm up north

and he worked on it.

We hit it off, became best mates.

It was Damien who told me it might be time to grow up.

That's when we came back here.

He and Laura met.

Hm. It was love at first sight.

Laura said that you had money issues,

but you've been turning it around?

The truth is, we were limping along when Laura took over.

My dad was never the greatest businessman

and a lot of the indies end up selling to the bigger brands.

Laura had an idea for something completely different.

She brought in this new approach, terroir.

- Do you know what that is? - Well, as it applies to wine.

The ground, the grape, the environment, they all matter

- for the taste, right? - Exactly.

We were celebrating the first matured batch the other night,

when it happened.

This is the party everybody but Laura was at?

- When did Damien leave? - I honestly don't know.

I was behind the bar making sure everyone had a drink.

I couldn't even get to the toilet.

Who do you think wanted him dead?

I don't know, but I can tell you one thing.

My sister would never harm a hair on his head.

[woman] Finn?

The police are here again. They want to talk to you.

Will this never end?

- I'll leave you with Moira here. - [Harry] That's fine.

We wanted to talk with her anyway.

Fancy trying a sup?

Yes!

[Charlie] Brought you a cup, love.

Oh, I'm actually still drinking the last one.

Ah-ah-ah!

I've...

- been doing some research. - Mm-hm?

Looking at hobbies I could take up.

That's good, yeah.

I never had time for hobbies with work.

There was always some case I had to deal with.

- [phone vibrates] - But you're right, you're dead right!

I should be enjoying this. I should get back into running,

learn a language, read more.

- Sugar! - Don't worry. Don't worry.

It's a lovely day out, do you fancy a walk?

I really need to work, love, and I have to meet a client soon, so...

Oh. Of course. Well, I'll leave you to it.

I'll pop back in a while, bring you a snack.

No, no, really, I can--

- [Fergus splutters] - [women laugh]

Do you have any lemonade to mix with that?

Put hairs on your chest, that will.

I hear you're the mammy here.

I started here when I was a teenager,

so I'm here the longest.

I suppose I should be grateful they're not calling me granny!

I saw Laura and Finn growing up. Two wee dotes.

They've done a great job here.

Especially Laura. Good head on her.

Laura and Damien must have made quite the team.

Yeah, well... That's what they say.

But Laura and Finn now, they're putting this place back on the map.

[man] Are they now?

Messing around with methods nobody cares about.

Putting jobs at risk, that's what that is.

They should sell up, like the rest of the indies.

Give us some security.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Pay no heed to Rick.

We're family in this place.

There have been a few over the years who only see it as a job

and money - he's one.

He was hassling Damien, looking for a pay rise.

- Was Damien in charge of that? - He ran the payroll.

The business didn't have it this year.

We all knew that. We're in this for the long haul.

[phone conversation inaudible]

[Laura] Harry!

I'm so sorry, I asked you to come

and I've been run off my feet all afternoon.

I have to make sure we can keep the business open,

even with this investigation going on.

Oh, we'll be back. You make sure to watch yourself.

Of course. Finn keeps making a fuss of me.

Typical protective brother.

I'll be grand.

- [laughter] - [Moira] No way!

Friendly bunch! Not one of them

has a bad thing to say about the Balfe's or Damien.

- I'm thinking he was killed-- - By a spirit?

[Fergus] What?

I sensed Moira didn't like him.

Ah. She's fond of Laura and Finn.

Maybe she just didn't rate him for Laura,

thought she could do better.

Talking of love interests,

is it OK for you being outside of Dublin?

- Don't you have dates planned? - [groans] Believe me!

I'm not going on another dating app for the rest of my life.

But I do have a plan, though, OK? I'm gonna get Lola back.

I was an idiot, OK. I had the best woman in the world

and I let her slip through my fingers.

Ryan or no Ryan, I am fixing that mistake.

Well, that's admirable.

Even if, apparently, Lola has no agency in this.

[laughs] What about you?

Is there a special, I dunno,

pathologist you might date?

[sighs] I can't stand men who can't make up their minds.

Anyway, I'm too old to play games.

[door crashes open]

All right? Give us a pint there, Mikey, will ya?

Rick, I think you've had enough.

I'm grand. Give us a drink, will ya?

- I'm not serving you. - Stop bothering me.

- Give us a pint, will ya? - I'm not serving ya.

Finn, tell him to give us a drink there, would ya?

Go and sober up!

- You're a bloody fool! - Don't tell me what to do.

People had better start taking me seriously.

I know things.

I'm gonna talk if things don't change.

[Mikey] Rick, out.

Go to hell.

- [door slams] - He has a temper on him.

Yeah, what did he mean, he was gonna talk?

I don't know. We need to get him on his own once he sobers up.

- I'm going to nip to the loo. - All right, I'll see you back at the car.

Huh?

Look.

Hm.

[inaudible]

Didn't Chuck say he was going on the whiskey tour tomorrow?

Yep.

I guess we are, too.

Yep.

[inaudible]

Anybody home?

Oh! That's gorgeous!

Did I drive you crazy today?

I'm not used to being here when you're working.

Not at all.

I wanted to do something special for you, for giving me that pep talk.

I know it's not much. I am king of the one-pot meal!

It's perfect. Let me grab us a bottle of wine.

I'll sort out the dishwasher when we're done.

Excuse me! The chef doesn't clean up!

- I'll do it. - OK.

One pot?

[distant dog barks]

[clatter outside]

- What's wrong? - You never told me you were coming over.

I thought somebody was breaking in.

I would never let anybody harm you.

I brought you dinner.

Come on, we'll eat and then you're going to bed

and you're going to take one of those pills the doctor gave you.

You need to sleep, Sis.

I'll kip on the couch.

You're safe, I promise.

Right! Welcome, everybody, to our tour of Balfe's.

Now, I am sure some of you will have heard

about our tragic fire recently, but we are a family here at Balfe's

and we all pull together.

And what better way to show that than by letting you see the love

and commitment that we put into our product?

So, if you'd like to follow me.

[quiet chatter]

Some people say the process of whiskey making

starts here, in the still.

We press our barley here, into what we call mash.

What do you mean "some people say whiskey making starts here"?

Ah, well, see, we believe

that whiskey starts in the field where the crop is grown.

You see, we don't just buy in any old grain.

We select the finest

and we invest in the farmers who grow it.

[TV] On today's show, we ask...

- Weren't you going for a run? - Nah. Tendon's playing up.

- You're watching telly? - Yep.

It's 10am.

I know. There's nothing on.

OK, guys, next we ferment the wort with yeast,

which eats the sugar and produces carbon dioxide

and alcohol.

Now, at this point, the wash is around 8% alcohol,

and that is when we start our three-step distillation process.

Now, triple distilling is, of course, unique to Irish whiskey.

Don't you lose a lot in vapour by going through three steps?

[Finn] Er, not a lot, but that is true.

We lose around 2% of whiskey every year

through evaporation over the whole process. We call this--

- The angels' share. - That's right.

So, when the wash goes through the three pots,

the alcohol content rises to around 80%.

- 80%? That's rocket fuel! - [Finn laughs] Yeah!

Well, from there, it goes into barrels.

Now, we buy our barrels in from America.

They've mostly been used for bourbon,

so that lends another taste element to our whiskey.

The newly made whiskey has to be let mature for three years

in order to be called Irish.

- Where do you get your casks? - Texas.

You should try Tennessee. Smoother blends.

[Finn] Right, well, the...

the warehouse where we keep our barrels is just out back,

and that is where we are going next.

You store your grain on site? Can we see it?

- It's just vats of barley. - [Chuck] Sounds fascinatin'.

Right, would you like to join me, guys?

[Fergus] Chuck Miller is only his nickname.

Indeed.

Let's go speak to Mr Miller, shall we?

[Finn] Down here, guys. Lots to see if everybody keeps going.

[Harry] Whiskey novice, my eye.

Charles A. Miller III?

You own one of the largest distilleries in Tennessee.

Who are you? Who are you with?

- What do you mean who are we with? - Are you another distillery?

We're private investigators.

We're here to look into Damien's death.

The real question is, what are you doing here

and why are you taking all these notes about their practices?

Are you trying to buy this place?

I was buying the place,

and then Laura Balfe changed her mind.

Wait, Laura was going to sell?

I'd done a deal with them, and now they're welching.

Well, then, why are you coming here now?

Wait...

You're trying to see

what they're doing in this distillery.

You want to steal their system.

[laughs] Don't be ridiculous!

I buy and sell small places like this.

If Balfe's agreed to sell and are now backing out,

do you think it has something to do with Damien's death?

I don't know, but that Rick guy said that they should sell.

What if he knew about the deal

and got angry when it wasn't happening?

We work with three farmers in our local area.

We've examined their soil and water supplies and we found

the pH levels are absolutely perfect for our purposes.

Come on, take some.

Smell it.

Now, the whiskey-making process is brutal,

but we believe you can smell and taste the barley

through the whole time.

The DNA is maintained, so it matters.

[screams]

[Harry gasps]

Oh, my God!

[Chuck] Get Johnny on the phone. Tell him now.

The police have said we have to close.

It'll be OK, pet. It won't be for long.

Did they say what happened?

They think he was drowned in the barley and then shoved inside a barrel.

Laura, could you come with us, please?

I'm sorry, this is ridiculous! Why are you picking on her?

Laura, don't say anything to them.

I will sort out a solicitor, all right, Laura?

- It's not good. - I'll ask Finn what's happening.

And I'll try to find out what's going on with her arrest.

I mean, if they brought her in, it must be for a good reason,

even if they're wrong.

[ringing]

Charlie, darling!

- I need your help. - I am sorta busy!

- [shooting on video game] - We're on a case

and the local Guards have their eye on the woman who hired us.

I need you find to out why they're focusing on her.

I told you, I'm done with the police.

I need your help!

I don't have that kind of access any more.

And besides, I have a lot on.

I've taken on a few new hobbies

and Orla has me doing stuff around the house.

Oh, God.

He'll get right on it, Harry. Send through the details.

That is it.

Huh.

This is not the sort of sabbatical I had in mind.

You are going to clean up this place and start doing something with your day!

And, for the love of God, help your bloody mother!

- Charlie any help? - He might be.

Well, I couldn't speak to Finn.

He was on the phone, sorting a solicitor, I think.

We'll have to find him later.

Now, I did speak to one of the distillers in there

about that batch of whiskey that was tainted a few months ago.

Now, he says he's convinced it was in-house,

because security is tight.

Do you think Rick might been working with Chuck

and they planned the sabotage between them?

And maybe he had to stop him from spilling the beans.

[Finn] I want the place to be tidy when she gets home.

[Harry] They're keeping her overnight?

They claim they have new evidence.

Laura would never do any of this, I mean, surely that's obvious.

Why won't they let her go?

We've been wondering if, um... if Rick may be working

with someone to sabotage the distillery.

We saw him speaking with Chuck Miller.

- Who? - The American on the tour today.

- He's Charles A. Miller III. - What?

He owns one of the largest distilleries.

- That's the one. - He was there today?

He said that you and Laura were...

were planning to sell the distillery to him.

That's a lie. We'd never sell.

I've never even met the guy, I swear.

I mean, I can see that.

Is it possible that Laura and Damien planned to sell to him?

No. Laura would never do that to me.

Damien was Finn's best mate, right?

Sure.

So, what if Laura wanted to sell

and keep it a secret from her brother but Damien was struggling with it?

So, Laura killed her own husband and hired us to investigate?

It wouldn't be the first time, right?

I mean, you remember that woman who killed her own sister?

Look, the police are obviously onto Laura.

Maybe...

Maybe she was hoping to send us in a different direction.

- Right? Frame somebody. - Like Rick.

But he's dead. Why kill him, too?

Now, that I don't know, but something is...

- [sighs] Something's not right. - Yeah, we have two dead bodies

and a suspect who's hired us to investigate.

Something is very not right here.

[phone vibrates]

Oh, it's Charlie texting.

- It's a link to a video. - What of?

Oh, it's from a dashcam from a truck parked outside Balfe's.

[Fergus] Oh, shit!

- Harry, look at the date stamp. - Yeah, the day he died.

[Fergus] That's why the police are after her.

- What is it? - See that?

No, what am I looking at?

It's the window in the building behind them.

- Someone was watching them. - Oh, pause it, Harry.

Tomorrow, go and see if you can find that window.

The time stamp says 8am.

We need to find out who was watching what happened

and why they never mentioned it.

I'll talk to Laura.

It was nothing. Sometimes I'd say stupid things.

Do stupid things. Damien was very patient with me.

Sometimes he'd lose his temper, but it was my fault.

You can see why the police suspect you.

Damien loved me.

He really did and I loved him. I never would have hurt him.

Why didn't you tell Finn that you were going to sell?

- I wasn't going to sell. - To Charles Miller.

There was an agreement.

No, there wasn't.

Damien wanted to sell

because of all the bad things that were happening.

I told him I'd think about it,

but I wouldn't have gone through with it.

I was just worried because we were having such bad luck

and he was so upset about it.

But we hadn't gone as far as talking to anybody.

[knock on door]

You know, Laura,

there's nothing you could say or do that allowed Damien

to inflict personal harm on you, you realise that?

Damien never hit me!

Everybody gets mad in an argument.

He didn't do anything wrong.

That fight you had was early in the morning.

Did you see anyone else at Balfe's when it happened?

I didn't go in.

I went home, I was ill. I didn't see anybody.

But Moira is usually the first in, you could ask her? Why?

[sighs] I just wondered if somebody else saw that fight

and got angry at Damien. It didn't look good.

[Guard] That's it, I'm afraid.

You weren't ill when you went home, Laura.

You were upset.

And you were right to be.

[door closes]

[Fergus clears his throat]

Sorry, I'm not allowed to serve you.

Technically, we're still closed.

That's all right, we came to speak to you.

Yeah, you're really fond of Laura and Finn.

- That's not news. - But not so much Damien.

- I just left Laura. - Is she OK?

No, I don't think so.

She said things that really worried me -

things about her and Damien's relationship.

We really want to know what he was like.

Well, I can't tell you anything.

Were you here that morning, Moira?

I mean, did you see them fighting in the car park?

I'm here every morning,

but I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, if he was hurting Laura,

you're not doing her any favours by protecting him.

Protecting him? As if I would.

I couldn't bloody stand him.

That man charmed his way in here but I saw right through him.

He reminded me of my first husband.

"All hail fellow well met" to the outside world,

but a right controlling bastard behind it all.

You think he was controlling her?

I think Laura is a very strong woman

and she was becoming a shadow of herself.

She didn't even realise it. Nobody did.

But I saw - saw from the start.

That window was just on a corridor

so it could have been anyone looking out.

Hm.

Have you heard of Gaslight by Patrick Hamilton?

I mean, I've heard of the term.

It comes from the 1938 play.

The husband tricked the wife for financial gain.

Oh.

And is that what happened here? And then Laura killed him?

I mean, I don't think Laura had it in her to kill him, but...

Moira was very fond of her and Finn.

Speaking of.

Thanks for visiting Laura.

She needs all the support she can get right now.

Well, we're giving her whatever we can.

Finn, the night of the party,

did Moira leave for any length of time?

Look, like I said before, I was stuck behind the bar.

I couldn't tell you who was in and out. Why?

No reason.

We, er... We have to be somewhere.

I have to ask somebody a very big favour.

Yeah, and I have an idea of my own.

- About? - I think there might be a way

to see if Moira was missing that night.

I'm intrigued.

[Fergus sighs]

[tuts] Whatever, man.

I'm an idiot!

[Harry] He got back straight away, I shouldn't have worried.

He's a decent man, no grudges.

- Even if I did break his heart. - [scoffs] Ego much?

Hush!

Anyway, he had heard of the sheep farm that Damien worked on

and he spoke to a contact he had in the police up there.

Damien had no convictions, but the police knew about him

not least because of what happened on the farm.

Oh, and there's more!

Somebody has been asking about Damien recently.

Oh, well, while your ex-knight in shining armour was doing that

I was going through every photograph taken

the night of the party to see if Moira was missing.

Now, she wasn't, but somebody was.

I think I know who it is.

Is it enough to confront our suspect?

I need to confirm the motive, Fergus.

For heaven's sake, what does this have to do with me?

[Fergus] The police are closing in on you.

They know you were working with somebody to sabotage Balfe's

from the inside so you'd get a quick sale.

That is complete horseshit.

They made a deal with me.

They're the ones in the wrong.

You keep saying "they" but who do you actually mean?

Damien and Laura.

- Laura has no idea who you are. - Who did you actually meet with?

Damien.

He was speaking for her.

Call me old-fashioned, but where I come from,

men do the talking when it comes to business.

Why were you talking to Rick the other night?

The drunk guy?

Ah, he'd figured out who I was.

Said he had some information to sell me.

I told him I didn't buy information.

You say you only do business with men.

Why not talk to Finn Balfe?

I had it on good authority that he was a useless fool.

I don't deal with fools.

I'm sure that "good authority" was Damien.

[she chuckles]

You know, for a man who prides himself on his business acumen,

you really are quite the fool.

You should have spoken to more women.

They'd have told you that.

- [engine starts] - [Harry] Hey, hey, hey!

[engine stops]

Look, I don't have time for this, OK?

Finn, we know everything.

We know you killed Damien and Rick.

Damien was my brother-in-law, he was my best mate.

Which made what he did so hard for you to understand.

He hurt your sister,

but your silence is doing the same.

The sheep farm Damien worked on? His ex-fiancée?

- He tried it over there, too. - I have a contact in Australia.

The police never convicted him, but they suspected Damien

to be a serial fraudster of wealthy women.

Her family intervened in that instance,

but he almost had her close to marrying him and selling up.

You know, I was really happy for him and Laura at first.

But I started to see a change in her.

I think she was afraid to tell me because he was my best friend, ha.

There was sabotage on that sheep farm, too.

That was his M.O. I didn't know anything about that then,

but I was getting suspicious of his breakup story

and I knew there was something going on with Laura.

You contacted the police over there?

The day of the party.

I'd seen him fighting with Laura that morning,

caught them when I was looking out the window.

Let go! Let go!

The police in Australia came back to me.

[phone vibrating]

They told me what Damien was. I had to confront him.

- Hey! - Hang on. I gotta go. See ya.

Hey, mate. I was just gonna come back and help. What's up?

- Who was that on the phone? - Nobody. Just checking on Laura.

Oh, yeah? I've been making a few calls of my own.

And I know what you've been doing.

What are you on about, mate?

I know what happened with your ex.

[scoffs] Are you drunk?

You're trying to sell this place out from under us.

You've been sabotaging us.

All right, you sound like a crazy man.

[yells] I brought you in!

I introduced you to Laura.

- You just want to destroy us. - [laughs]

Shove off, mate.

Damien?

- Rick saw you? - Yeah.

He was outside in the corridor.

Lurking in the darkness, as usual.

He saw me come out, then the smoke.

He tried to blackmail you.

I never meant to kill Damien!

But Rick?

I met him in the barrel storage building that night.

Things got out of hand.

You drowned him in barley

and then led a tour right through the place.

I didn't know how to get him out.

I-I was waiting to move him.

What were you doing in Laura's house?

Packing. They don't have enough to hold her,

but they won't stop until they do.

I bought us two tickets to Thailand.

You really think your sister's the type to run away?

I mean, I hoped I might convince her,

but I guess it's all over now.

I'll hand myself in.

I swear, I would never put the blame on Laura.

But I just thought the police would see they were wrong.

And still you left her in there for two nights.

[Laura] He didn't mean it.

Any of it.

Maybe I should have said something about Damien,

but I thought it would get better.

That the man I'd first met was still in there.

- Will you be OK? - I have to be.

So many people rely on Balfe's. Maybe I should just sell.

You'll do what's best.

You have good people around you.

Come on, pet. Let's get you inside.

I really hope she doesn't sell

to that misogynistic arse, Chuck.

I'd say, once she's had a chance to process it all,

she'll realise that she's had her fill

of men manipulating her.

It sounds like she's making a go of keeping the business going,

- last we heard. - Ah, fair play to her.

Hey, thanks for getting us that video.

Oh, it turned the case around for us.

See? Doesn't that feel good to have helped?

It does and, actually, I want to make an announcement.

- Orla's pregnant? - Good God, Harry!

You've got a new job, right?

No. Well, yes, sort of.

Look, I was right to hand in my notice,

take a sabbatical, whatever.

But I miss feeling like I've done some good in the world -

solved a case, got justice for somebody.

You're going back?

Oh, love! I think that's the right thing to do--

I'm not going back!

I need to work, but on my terms.

I... [drums the table] ...have a new plan.

I'm going to join Wild Reid!

[laughs] I'm going to work with you guys.

- Charlie dear, no-- - It's going to be brilliant!

Just like on this case. You guys will really benefit...

- No, because that's-- - ...having an actual detective around.

I'll get the drinks to celebrate. Woo!

Charlie, hold on a second, please. Please!

What can I say?

He's your problem now. [laughs]

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