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[Harrow]
Previously on Harrow...

There was a dead young man
who I thought was my son.

And the DNA results came in.

There was more than one person
at the shipyard

when our victim
fell to his death.

Hi, Dad.

Is James in trouble?

[Harrow] I'm not sure he wasn't
involved in that boy's death.

I'm not sure I can believe
a word he's told me.

‐Mum had this record, too.
‐Did she play it much?

Only when she thought
no one was listening.

You lied to me, Mum.

I guess I learned that
from somewhere.

[Tanya]
Daniel, did you take the towel?

[Grace] Who you invite
between your sheets

is none of my business.

I used to be a neurosurgeon.

This boy had a tumor.

The boy who woke up lost
speech, he'd lost movement.

After that,
I found it really hard

to go with confidence
into a brain.

‐Where is your mother?
‐[Warrington] Louie?

‐Oh, here.
‐What on earth are you doing

letting my son in here?

I didn't even know
you had a son!

Can I see an autopsy?

‐Absolutely not!
‐Of course you can, Louie.

I need those reports
you made on Doctor Harrow,

as his supervisor,
on my desk this afternoon.

You were in Harrow's email.

Tell me what you're doing.

None of your business.

He's my girlfriend's father.

He's my father.
And it's my business.

[Fern] How'd you
get in there, anyway?

[Callan]
Got this from his backpack.

There were rows
and rows of operators,

ripping people off. That's
what your brother was into.

It wasn't me who stole
her money, it was Max.

He was gonna skip
the country, and then he fell.

And the footage on your phone
will prove this?

Which is why
I need to get it back.

If you don't want to
help James, that is fine.

But he's my brother
and I'm gonna help him.

‐Looking for Harrow?
‐No, for you.

I need you to do something.

The evidence box is available

to be collected
tomorrow afternoon.

Can I see some ID, please?

[James]
You are Catherine Schumann.

[Callan] What have
you got Fern involved in?

I'll take that, thanks.

That's not his phone.
It's his sister's phone.

[Fern] I got your phone,
but we can't stay here.

James?

[motor chugging]

[forklift beeping]

[machine beeps]

Go ahead.

[snips]

[clunking]

Antique furniture
should not smell like that.

[flies buzzing]

[theme music playing]

[clattering]

[dial tone humming]

[door opens]

[footsteps approach]

Fish?

She's got him.

‐Hey, calm down.
‐She's got James!

‐Calm down. Who? Who has‐‐
‐The‐the mother.

The dead boy's mother,
Mila Zoric.

[Callan]
That's his phone?

The cops had this?

[tires squeal outside]

‐[gasps]
‐[Callan] Come on!

Shit!

This way.

[panting]

What the shit was that?!

I told you
James was in trouble!

I told you he was trouble,
man!

What now, Fish? Have you
even thought this through?

I don't know.

‐We're gonna go to the cops.
‐No!

What have you two done?

Is this because he was
in the police system?

‐You don't understand.
‐I understand perfectly.

You both have broken the law
and now we can't use it.

‐We're gonna go to your Dad.
‐No.

We used his email
to get the phone.

Jesus, Fish!

‐[phone ringing]
‐[huffs]

[Fern]
That's gotta be her.

No. No, Cal, no.

You got James?

Ah, Callan. The boy
who snuck into my help room.

[Callan]
You're a scam artist.

So's your girlfriend. Clever.

But yes, I have James.

Tell your girlfriend if she
wants her brother back‐‐

‐[ends call]
‐[breathing heavily]

Show me James' phone.

Taxi!

‐Cal‐‐
‐This has gone too far!

Cal‐‐

Where are you going?

Callan! Cal!

[phone ringing]

[Harrow sighs]

[rejects call]

[sighs]

[boat creaking]

Tanya?

[phone ringing]

Harrow.

Harrow.

Lyle.

What, no joke at my expense?

Hmm.

What coystrill ribaldry have
you been up to this afternoon?

Oh, I was with my son's mother.

Your son's mother?

Yes.

Yes, she's back.

[alarm beeping]

Drink you later.

‐[Harrow] Good afternoon.
‐Hi.

Got a call from Customs.

A shipping container
from Conakry via Cape Town

was opened
for routine inspection.

‐They found this bloke.
‐[Harrow] Shipping container?

That's weeks at sea.
Did he suffocate?

The shipping container
was vented.

‐Was he alone?
‐Technically, no.

Had about three dozen
exotic birds with him.

Clearly for sale
on the black market.

Unfortunately, it looks like

they didn't cope
with the heat, either.

You think dehydration?

All his water bottles
were bone dry.

But you know, sing out if
you find anything noteworthy.

Do you need me involved?

‐Yes.
‐No.

Doctor Harrow, could
I have a moment, please?

Louie, can you go up
to the tea room, please?

Do some homework.

Shut the door, please.

Is this about my use
of departmental sugar?

I am trying to cut back.

[Warrington] This is
your retirement package.

It outlines your severance,
your long service,

accrued holidays,
superannuation

and paperwork to
finalize your access

to the department's
health benefit scheme.

Are you serious?

I know this comes as
a disappointment to you,

but as we discussed‐‐

You're firing me?

Yes.

I'm your best pathologist.

Not anymore.

Sorry, Glen. Nothing personal.

I'm sorry, too, Doc.

Daniel, what's going on?

Ask Lizzie Bourdon.

There's something I want to‐‐

No, not now.

Did you just fire Daniel?

Oh, my God!

You and Doctor Fairley
will perform

the PM on
the shipping container body.

You have made a big mistake.

And you need to
get back to work.

Unless you wish to follow suit.

[sighs]

Warrington just fired Daniel.

Oh.

Well.

Let's just do our job
and at the end of the day,

we'll try to talk to
the Deputy Coroner.

Fluids and externals.

Looks like he was
badly dehydrated.

Yes. Like his left hand,
fingers and thumbnails

are badly split and broken.

He has one, two,
three puncture wounds

on his left index.

Let's open him up, carefully,
from navel upwards.

There's obviously
some gas pressure.

[Grace] So, what did
your final report say?

On Harrow?

Only the truth.

Are you cutting him open now?

Oops! Louie! Did that get you?

It got in my eye.

Here. It's okay, mate.
Come here.

We'll flush it out.

That's the way. Good. Good boy.

‐You keep your eyes
‐Lyle?

‐[Fairley] under the water.
‐Lyle!

[Fairley]
What?

I see.

[alarm blaring]

What is going on?

[guard]
We're in lockdown.

Louie!

‐Let me through!
‐[guard] I can't.

‐The doors are locked.
‐[Warrington] Louie?

The man they found
in the shipping container,

It looks like he died of
a virulent hemorrhagic fever.

His organs
were all but dissolved.

Your son snuck in here and
some fluids got in his face.

Yeah, so we need to
get him to hospital, Grace!

Renee, we have to follow
emergency protocol.

Until we know what this is,
we can't let anyone in, or out.

Louie! Hey, baby.

You okay? I'm right here.

[glass clinks]

[liquid pouring]

[bartender]
Mm. I see what you mean.

It's the phenols in the peat.

You see sphagnum moss,
which‐‐

[Callan]
Harrow.

Callan! Another glass,
please, Ken.

No glass, thank you.

You know you're
a hard person to find.

Look, I'm not in the mood
to argue, Callan.

‐Is that‐‐
‐James' phone. We've got it.

But Mila Zoric has him.

‐Are you sure?
‐Yeah.

Where's Fern?

She didn't want to tell you.

They used your email
to get that from CIB.

Mila Zoric has Fern's phone.

‐I'm coming with you.
‐No.

‐Harrow, please!
‐No!

I should have fixed this.

It's not for you to do.
He's my son.

Just, please, look after
my daughter, will you?

[phone beeps]

[Mila on phone]
Dr. Harrow.

Ms. Zoric.

[Mila] Do you think
any of our friends at HQ

are listening in on this call?

‐No.
‐[Mila] Because if I

get the sense that
they're involved in any way,

the reason for your call will
be permanently off the table.

How do I know you have him?

[phone rings]

[connects call]

Don't do it, Dad! She's just‐‐

[breathing hard]

[Mila]
Convinced now, Doctor Harrow?

If you hurt him,

you won't get what you want,
either.

We should meet.

Okay.

[Mila]
One hour.

Where?

You know where I am.

[engine starts]

[tires squeal]

[Fairley]
There you go, matey.

[phone ringing]

[Harrow]
I'm sorry I missed your calls.

‐We have Ebola.
‐What?

[Grace] Or something like it.
A hemorrhagic fever.

The man from the container.
We're in lockdown.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, but Louie Warrington
snuck into the exam room

He's caught some fluid and‐‐

‐[vomits, coughs]
‐[Grace] Oh, God.

[Warrington]
Louie!

He's going downhill fast.

Okay. Describe
the smuggler's condition.

Complete cellular breakdown
of the liver,

gall bladder, upper intestine.

Heavily swollen lymph glands,
severe dehydration,

hemorrhaged sinuses,
sunken pupils.

[Harrow]
That doesn't make any sense.

If Louie ' s
already succumbing,

the incubation period
must be extremely short.

Now, that man
from the container

didn't look more than
two days dead, which means,

he couldn't have been infected
before he embarked. So‐‐

Yep, so, there must have been
something inside the container

that gave him the disease.

Yes.

What about Biosecurity?

They're traveling. Another
hour, another two for tests.

No.

I don't think
we have that long.

Okay. Okay, I'm on it.

[tires squeal]

I feel really sick.

[Grace]
It's all right, darling.

[phone ringing]

[Lund]
Doctor Harrow.

I'm gonna need more time.

You have fifty‐eight minutes.

[phone ringing]

[detective]
Sarge?

What's up?

It's better if you see it.

[Nichols]
Mm‐hmm.

The phone found
in Mila Zoric's car.

Cybercrime wanted
to try a workaround on it.

They went to fetch it,
and this is what they found.

What is this, some kind of
barcode screw‐up?

No. I tracked
the deceased associated

with this released evidence.
To QIFM.

Well, who
requested the release?

Show me.

The police said we could
release this container.

I've got the owners coming
any minute.

You can't.
I've called the police.

There are officers on the way.

So is Biosecurity
and Disease Control.

[Bennett]
Well, what did the guy die of?

That's what
I need to find out.

You'd better stay here.

It's okay, Louie, we're
gonna take care of you.

It hurts.

[phone ringing]

‐ Grace?
‐[Grace] Great, you're at work.

[Ben]
Consults, yeah.

I heard something's
going on there.

Yeah, can you get here? Now?

[sighs]
Yeah, okay. Sure.

The moment Biosecurity
let us give you bloods,

they are to go straight
to floor seven ,

okay, to be tested
for RNA viruses.

‐Arboviruses, Arena‐viruses .
‐ [paramedic] Yep.

Mononegavirales, but
specifically Filoviruses.

‐ [paramedic] Yep.
‐[Fairley] Got it?

Lyle. Lyle.

You have to let my son out.

Renee, I can't do that.

I'll fire you.

I don't care.

[voice shaking]
He needs me, Lyle.

I'm sorry.

[phone ringing]

[Grace]
Where are you?

[Harrow]
I'm in the container.

You need to tell me something.

Did the dead man
have any bite marks?

Yes. Left index finger.

Three small puncture wounds.
Why?

I think he was smuggling
more than just birds.

[Customs official]
That's it there.

Okay, play it.

Go back. Play it
again, but half speed.

Yep.

There. There, go back. Go back.

But play it even slower.

Freeze.

Zoom in.

Oh, hell.

If that thing's out, it
could be anywhere by now.

Okay, keep playing it,
but half speed.

Freeze. Zoom in.

Him. Who's this guy?

‐So, it was a monkey.
‐ I think so.

That doesn't make any sense.

Why is it still alive, then?
A primate should be

just as susceptible to fever
as a person.

Well, which means it's not
Zaire Ebola or Marburg.

RNA viruses have
a high mutation rate.

This could be some
aggressive new strain.

Grace, can Ben
access Cyanovirin‐N?

Cyanovirin? No,
we can't give that to him.

It's too allergenic.
He's too weak already.

If it is just an RNA,
then it won't do him any good,

and it could kill him.

I know, but if I'm right,

it could slow it down
and save him.

Okay, we've rigged up a drip,
but he's burning up.

‐How's his head?
‐What do you mean?

A symptom of these fevers

is rapid swelling
of the brain meninges.

[Grace]
Maybe.

You might need to
relieve that pressure.

What do you mean?

I mean, open his skull.

What'd he say?
Did you hear that?

And if Ben can
access the Cyanovirin,

do we give it to him?

Not yet. Fairley's right.

If I'm wrong,
it could make Louie worse.

I need to see if the animal is
showing any symptoms or not.

But call Ben. Get it ready.
And Grace?

Good luck.

[whispers, shaky breath]
Jesus.

Dock worker's name
is Andy Spiro.

Well, what'd he say?
Did he see it?

Couldn't talk with him. Can't
get any employee information

without a warrant.
Tried his co‐worker.

He wasn't saying much, either.
He's just knocked off.

If it's urgent, I suggest
you ring the Deputy Coroner.

I don't have time.

[truck engine starts]

[engine revs]

‐What the‐‐ Argh!
‐[keys jingle]

[Harrow] I don't
have time to say please.

Your mate saw that monkey,

and I'm guessing,
he saw money in it!

‐He grabbed it, didn't he?
‐Piss off!

‐Didn't he?!
‐Yes! Yes!

I need to know
if it's alive or dead.

‐I don't know!
‐Is it?

I don't know!

What's his address?

[Warrington]
What is going on?

[thermometer beeps]

He's unconscious.

Look, I know he can't come out.

Let me come in.

Renee, we cannot do that.

Glen, how far away
is Biosecurity?

[Glen]
Twenty minutes.

His brain membrane is swelling.

Then, we need to
relieve the pressure.

Grace? What's happening?

It's Louie.
His temperature is spiking,

his heart rate's 160 and his
meninges is inflaming fast.

I have to perform a craniotomy.

‐What?!
‐I need to relieve

the pressure
from around his brain.

You can't do that.
Wait for Biosecurity.

‐Well, we don't have time.
‐What is she talking about?

You can't perform
an operation in there.

You don't have the instruments.

‐He will die!
‐What?

Renee, I need to
cut a hole in Louie's skull.

No!

I don't think we have a choice.

[crying]
Come on, Louie.

Shit, shit, shit!

[phone ringing]

Nichols, great!

I've been trying to call you.
Now, listen‐‐

Harrow? It's important you know
I'm recording this call.

What? Why?

'Cause your email was used
to facilitate your daughter

removing private property
from police headquarters.

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

[Nichols]
Dan.

End of tether, mate.

Look, I wanna give you
one last chance

to tell me the truth
about James Reed.

Now, if you do, I will
do everything in my power

to go easy on all four of you.

That's you, James and
his mother, and Fern.

[phone rings]

You're right. James is here.

And yes, I met him.

He wanted his phone
from Max Zoric's car.

He says he can prove that

he had nothing to do
with Max's death.

I couldn't figure out how
to get it, and I told him so.

Tanya and I tried to
get him to sit down with you,

but he was scared, Bryan.

And why should
I believe any of this?

[Harrow] I wouldn't
blame you if you don't.

You're a good man, Bryan,

and I shouldn't have
lied to you.

But I was scared, too.

I was scared of losing my son
right after I found him.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have lied.

Look, and I'm sorry again,
because I've gotta go.

‐No, Harrow‐‐
‐[call disconnects]

[knock on door]

Andy!

Andy?

[thunder rumbles]

[thunking, banging]

Andy!

Andy!

We won't do it if you say no.

[sniffles]

Save him.

[Fairley]
All right.

[Harrow]
Andy!

Please! Stop!

I need that!

‐Huh!
‐Ugh.

Andy, I know
what you've got there.

There's nothing in here, mate.

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

I saw it escape
from the container.

It's diseased, Andy.
It bit you, didn't it?

Well, that's not
your problem, is it?

A boy is dying, right now.

He was contaminated
by the man in the container.

He died of this disease
and now the boy has it,

and you have it, too.

Andy, please.

I don't give a shit about
the stuff that you stole.

I don't even care
that you stole that animal.

But I need to know how it died.

Did it die of the disease
or did you kill it?

A boy's life depends on it!

[Fairley]
Grace.

He's stopped breathing.

No. No. Louie. Louie!

[Fairley]
CPR.

[phone ringing]

[Grace] Daniel,
what have you found out?

‐[Harrow] Give Louie the shot!
‐[Grace] What?

I have the monkey.
It's a macaque. It's dead.

‐[Grace] The fever?
‐No. Broken neck.

It was a carrier,
but no swollen glands

or any other symptoms, so
give Louie the Cyanovirin, now!

Give me the dose.
Just‐‐ here!

[tape ripping]

[whispers]
Come on, baby!

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, mate. For your Mum.

[voice breaking]
Come on, Louie.

[deep sigh]

[takes breath]

[crying]

Good boy.

[car engine starts]

[elevator dings]

Dad! Why have you come here? I
told you she can't be trusted!

Quiet please, James.

Did you bring the phone?

He made you a passport,
didn't he?

'Cause you're leaving, too.

As soon as I get what's mine.

Did you bring my phone?

My phone.

Let him go first.

Hey! Hey! No!

No, no, no, no, no!
No! Hey, Dad! Dad!

‐Stop, stop, stop!
‐No! No!

‐No, no, no, Dad!
‐Stop!

‐[James] Do something, Dad!
‐Do you have it?

‐[James] Stop! Stop!
‐Yes!

[panting]

[gasps]

No, Dad. No!
No, Dad, don't give it to her!

‐No!
‐Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I don't know
what happens if I drop it.

Dad, if you drop the handset,
we lose the lot!

‐No! Dad!
‐Then your boy goes over,

‐just like mine did.
‐Help me!

[Harrow] If what
you wanted was revenge,

James would be
over the edge already.

You want his phone because
that's where your money is.

‐Doctor Harrow‐‐
‐Twenty‐two million.

[James]
No! No, please! Dad!

Dad! Do something!

Put him down.

[gasping]

[exhales]

[panting]

[Mila]
So, now what?

You'll get your money
in a minute.

But first I want to
show you something.

James? What's your PIN?

I'm not giving you my PIN!
Or my Bitcoin password.

I just want to show Ms. Zoric
what really happened

at the shipyard with Max.
You wanted to show the police.

‐Just the PIN?
‐Just the PIN.

The app is called
DataDivert. My‐‐

My PIN is 3539.

[phone ringing]

[Mila sobs]

You've got to be kidding me.

No, it looks like
Harrow and his daughter

were working together.

Lying about
their knowledge that

‐Harrow's son is here?
‐Yes.

Lying about a young man
who is wanted for murder.

Well, in connection with
a possible homicide.

And lying as a representative
of the State Coroner,

while allowing
his daughter to steal

from right under our noses.

Yeah, look, I admit
it looks a bit ropey.

‐Bring them in.
‐Ma'am.

Bring them all in,
and for starters,

charge them with obstructing
justice and go from there.

[Brookes]
Inspector.

[Nichols]
Jeez, Louise.

There was a message with it‐‐
MIKKS.

Mikks

Mila's.

It was Max's idea
to steal your money.

He said he'd split it with me
if I helped him.

If I got him
out of the country.

You knew he was
gonna try something.

I thought he might get greedy,

so I set up some insurance.

The shipyard's security
cameras were easy to tap into.

I just diverted their feed
to my phone.

[Max]
James, you coming?

[James] I knew Max well enough
to think he might turn on me.

Sure enough, he did.

[Max]
It's good.

[James]
Well,

I guess we're done.

I'm not here for the passport.

I'm here for the money.

‐[punches]
‐[James grunts]

[spits]

Give it back, or you're dead.

[struggling grunts]

[Max] Uh!

[James]
Max!

[thuds]

But then, you lost your phone.

[police radio chatter]

[James]
Shit!

So, you put my name
in Max's fake passport

and dropped the note that you
had intended to leave for me,

because you were leaving
that same night, too.

Is that why you really stayed?

Why you wanted this?

For the money?

It's a lot of money, Dad.

[Mila]
And it's my money.

Everyone knows it's
not your money, Mila.

‐[James] No!
‐Wait!

Just give me the phone
and I'll let him go.

She's going to take the money
and kill us both!

Who will you believe?
This lying boy

who was planning on
leaving you, or me?

Let him go and
I'll transfer the money

‐to you when he's safe.
‐No!

‐I won't give you my password!
‐I'll guess it myself.

No, no, you only get one shot

and then it
locks you out forever!

Dad. Dad!

Hi, Dad.

Mum had this record, too.

One shot.

No, Dad, don't!

Doctor Harrow!

‐Dad, don't!
‐[straining]

[Mila]
Bring it here!

[straining] Ugh!

Give it to me!
Unlock it. Unlock it!

[buzzes]

[James]
No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, I'm sorry.
I thought I could guess it.

Throw him over.
Throw them both over!

‐Now! No, my‐‐
‐No, stop! Stop!

Mila! Listen!

[sirens approaching]

The police are coming!

Go! Go! Move, move, move! Go!

No!

Why did you do that?!

I had to.

You were right.

She was gonna kill you anyway.

I had to take away
the one thing that she wanted.

The one thing I wanted.

[police radio chatter]

[police officer]
Get out of the car!

Let's see your hands!

Put your hands
where I can see 'em.

You'd better go.

[scoffs]
Dad, I can‐‐

It worked.

The Cyanovirin?

The surgery.

Doctor Molyneux?
This just came for you.

‐[indistinct radio chatter]
‐[sirens blaring]

Your daughter gave me a card.

It allowed Fraud Squad to enter
a very interesting warehouse,

owned by a shell company,
owned by Mila Zoric.

It's nice she was helpful.

As were you.
Thank you for the footage.

I'd like the phone
that it came from.

I don't have it.

Look, where's James?

He's gone.

Bryan, please, let him go.

You know my son's no murderer.

What?

Grace hasn't rung you?

There's a lot going on
over there. Why?

Callan.

He brought us
some of James' hair.

James is not your son.

[voicemail voice]
You have one new message.

[Tanya]
Daniel, it's me.

[sighs] I hope you aren't
too angry to listen to this,

but you deserve the truth.

I'm sorry I left
without saying goodbye.

I don't know if
you've worked it out yet,

but you're not James' father.

I'm sorry,

but I never saw you, Daniel.
You were always working,

always gone. I was so lonely.

I should have answered your
letters, at least one of them,

and I should have told you
when I came back.

But I knew James was
in trouble and I was scared

that if you knew he wasn't
yours you wouldn't help him.

[whispers to self]
Of course I would have.

[airport sounds on message]

Anyway, my flight's boarding.
I have to go.

Goodbye, Daniel.

[voicemail voice]
No new messages.

[Medico]
Ma'am? His condition is stable.

We're taking him to ICU now.
We'll meet you there.

Okay.

See you soon, love.

[Fairley]
Renee.

I'm sorry. I wanted
to let you in, I did‐‐

It's okay. You saved him.

Well, Grace did.

And Harrow.

Harrow.

Before I started here, that's
almost all I heard about.

The unusual Daniel Harrow.

Well, he does have a boat.

He's not the only
unusual thing here.

[officer]
Doctor Fairley.

Well, yeah, I'll see you
at the hospital, then?

At least.

[elevator dings]

Thank you.

Am I still fired?

Yes.

But I'll fix it.

I have to go.

Oh, it's okay.
He'll keep his distance.

Where's Ben?

He's gone back to the hospital

to oversee Louie's recovery.
He's best there.

It worked. Your advice.

I'm glad.

What took you
so long to get here?

I was dealing with a boy who,

it turns out, was not my son.

Oh.

You could have told me.
At any point.

I know.

You're such a good person.

You deserve so much more than
someone as messed up as me.

What people deserve
and what they want

are not always the same thing.

I don't think I can change.

I'm not sure I'd want you to.

‐[notification dings]
‐Doctor Molyneaux?

You should get checked too,
monkey man.

I'm not contagious,

but look, I'll
check in on you there?

Get yourself right, first.
Then come and see me.

You going to see your Dad?

Wow, you detectives
are amazing.

You and I need to have
a serious chat

about Catherine Schumann.

I know. I'm not going anywhere.

Okay.

Dad.

Where's your boat?

Dear Dad, well,
Mum told me the truth

so, I guess, Doctor Harrow.

It's a shame. I think you'd
have been, if not a good Dad,

a very interesting one.

Except for
the whole phone thing.

So, with that in mind,
I hope you understand

why I've done what I've done.

Maybe it will be
good for you, too.

Change can be good, right?

Take care of Fern.

James.

He isn't my brother?

No.

[Nichols]
James Reed is a liar.

And a snake. And a charmer.

So, he certainly fits the bill
as Harrow's son.

But no, he's not your brother.

Oh, well, guess I'd
better ring the coast guard.

Let's give him a head start.

Well, how long?

Another twenty‐two years?

His mother kept the truth
from him, too.

Well, it's your boat.

But I need you to come in
for a full statement.

And I hear you'd better get
some blood tests taken.

Yes, sir.

Fern.

Righto.

Thanks for the money.

[Harrow]
The twenty‐two million?

I wasn't sure I'd remembered
your account number.

No, you got it right.

I suppose we should
give it back.

[sighs] I suppose we should.

Or...

Bora Bora.

[chuckles]
But we don't have a boat.

Well, we could go shopping.

[chuckles]
Can Callan come?

Of course. Every good vessel
needs a cook.

What will I do?

Well, I heard you could clean.

[laughs] If it's my money,
I'll be the master.

Fine. Then,
I'll be ship's doctor.

Fine. But you don't
get to pick all the music.

I will pick all the music,
and the provisions.

[laughs]
No, I hate whiskey.

[scoffs] Let me
tell you about whiskey.

You see, the name comes from
the old Gaelic uisce beatha ,

‐which means water‐‐
‐Stop.

[laughs] You just don't know
when to stop, do you?

[Harrow]
No, no, no, no, it's important

that the shipmates
understand each other

and respect their preferences.

[Fern]
All you'd have to respect

is that I'll have the bed
and control of the menu.

[Harrow]
What?! Never.

[conversation fades
behind soundtrack]