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Does Harry know?

Know what?

This is Felix.

My son.

Garrick,

I need you not to tell Eva.

It's about Dillon.

Dillon!

I saw Dillon.

I saw him here in Dublin.

I saw him,

he was with the sea horses,

the sea horses with the horns.

But if I get the footage...

we can let this go.

Well I never felt that he was gone.

Do you know why? -Why?

Because he's my son.

You're his mother. I need to apologise to you.

I love you. -I love you.

What?

What is it?

I made you a cup of tea.

Thanks.

-Have you been up for long? -I'm gonna make some eggs

if you want some?

Harry, is everything okay?

It's your big day.

I'll be downstairs.

Ah, perfect timing.

Smells good.

Thank you.

There we are, scrambled eggs, toast,

avocado, coffee, the lot.

Are you not eating?

No, I had some toast.

Shit.

No, no, I'll get it.

- Did you get it? - Yeah, coming now!

Dillon!

Robin, there's a taxi.

Yeah, I know,

I just realised the time and I'm running really late.

What can I give you a hand with? - Er, this box please?

Can you hand me that?

Thank you.

Take this out for you, will I?

Yeah.

Right, well, break a leg

or whatever it is they say in the architecture world.

Thanks, I'll call you afterwards, okay?

Alright.

Good to go?

Yep.

- Hiya. - How you doing?

Here, erm, I wondered, can you help me with something?

Do you keep records of all your rentals?

-Yeah, of course we do. -Great.

Erm, a friend of mine, red haired lady,

er, she might've come in here last week with a wee boy,

do you have any memory of that?

I think so.

Right, this is a bit of a strange request but...

could you give me her address?

I can't help you.

You can't help me? Why not?

Well data protection, they'd have me

- if I done something like that. - Data protection?

Sure they're not gonna find out though are they?

Well, how do I know you're not a plant

- sent in here to set me up? - What?

-Industrial sabotage. -Oh, jeez,

I'm only asking to have a look at their records like,

it's no... MI5, is it? -Yeah right, yeah.

Look, I just need to know if a woman

and a boy came in here on the 14th

anywhere around four o'clock and got a car from you.

It's not a big ask, is it?

You know what I used to do before I worked here?

No, what? What did you do?

Yeah, I was a porter in John of God's Hospital.

-Were you? Right. -Yeah.

You remind me of the poor bastards

that used to come in there.

Well, I think that's a bit fucking dramatic.

I'll give you 50 euro.

You've got five seconds to fuck off, fella

or I'm getting up

and you're fuckin' off

whether you like it or not.

Do you...would you take 60 or...?

Alright.

Hi, I'm Robin Lonergan

and I'm here to present to you my hotel...

Thanks now.

- Hi. - Hi, how are you?

I'm okay.

Bruising's going down.

I might start seeing the students again next week.

Oh, that's... that's amazing news.

Erm... listen Ol...

will you do a favour for me please?

As long as it's nothing to do with Harry.

- It's Harry. - No,

not interested

Olls, please, he's acting weird again.

When is Harry not acting weird?

Ollie, I'm about to give the biggest presentation

of my career and I just saw him on the Find My Phone app

hanging around the train station again.

Will you just do this one thing for me?

Please.

-What do you want me to do? - He's on Pearse Lane. Just...

check in on him, see what's wrong with him.

Please?

Okay. Thank you.

Okay.

-Harry! -Fuckin' hell.

What the fuck are you doing?

- What are you doing here? - What am I doing here?

What are you doing here?

-You're about to break in? -No, no, I'm not.

You're holding a screwdriver, Harry.

What are you doing here? Are you following me now?

Yes, and it's a really good job that I did.

I did see Dillon.

What?

And so did Robin and she lied about it.

What do you mean that she lied?

That woman and Dillon were on the CCTV footage

and Robin deleted it so that I wouldn't see it,

why would she do that?

I don't know, I don't know

but I'm sure that she had a very good reason.

-Like what? -I don't know,

but this is not rational, okay?

Call her and ask her but don't commit a burglary.

I am rational.

Why are you here?

Like why are you here?

You here to stop me, here to help me?

Like what are you doing?

If you're not gonna do anything good,

then you can just piss off.

Knock yourself out.

Do it, get sectioned, sanctioned, arrested,

-I dunno! Look, would you shush?

Because I've done enough, Harry.

-Fucking shut up. -I've done enough.

Shut up.

Fuck.

The fuck is this?

Gerry, lend us Setanta there.

Harry, can you actually hear the alarm?

-What? -Can you hear the alarm?

Of course I can fuckin' hear the alarm,

why would you alarm a shit heap like this?

Because some idiot might break into some shit heap.

Please help me look, please. Yes,

if it gets you out of here quicker.

Looking for rentals on the 14th

sometime around 4:00pm.

What time?

Around 4:00pm.

Well, there's only one here around 4:00,

Err...Eva Doyle, address in Ireland,

Kelleher's Inn, Saggart.

Fuck it. Come on.

-Hey! -Fuck.

Harry.

Come on, come on, come on.

Oi!

I think we lost him. You okay?

I need to get to this place.

I think you need to go and get that checked out.

They might still be there.

Well, whoever they are can wait. You just took some hit.

Go home, I'm fine.

Harry, you are so far from fine.

Did you find him?

Why did you hide the video?

-What? -Of the woman with the kid.

What are you talking about?

I just don't know

what both of you are playing at.

But enough already.

Ollie, you know it's not Dillon.

But he's convinced

and he now has the address of some woman called Eva Doyle.

Oh no, no no no no.

Ollie you need to stop him.

Yeah, but there is no stopping him, Rob.

-He's caught you in a lie - No-

Or what he thinks is a lie.

He doesn't trust ya.

Oliver, I'm begging you,

he cannot speak to Eva Doyle.

Robin, I love you. You are my sister...

but I'm done.

Ollie please,

I'm still two hours away.

-Hello. -Hiya.

What can I get you?

I saw on the sign outside you've got guest rooms?

That's right, six rooms upstairs,

a great breakfast in the morning too,

would you like to stay?

No, I'm actually looking for a friend,

her name's Eva Doyle.

Is she staying here at the minute?

I'm sorry, it's not for me to say.

My guests have a right of privacy.

Right but she is staying here?

Why are you so interested?

Because if she's staying here, you could

give her room a call for me, couldn't you?

I could.

But like I said,

when I take in a guest, I mind their business.

I don't go talking about them with, er, strangers

who turn up at my bar.

Okay, well, I'll take a pint...

and wait for my friend.

Look...

they left.

Did she have a boy with her?

Look, if you're worried,

I a...I am actually an old friend.

I ran into her the other day.

She mentioned she was staying here.

She gave me her number, and like an eejit, I lost it.

Would you have a contact for her?

No.

I can't help you.

Hi, hi there.

I...I think you might...

you might have overheard me...

and I was talking to...to your...to your boss.

I was just asking about a woman that-

No, no, two seconds please.

Look, I was speaking to your boss.

I was asking about...about a woman that you...

What were you saying to me mam?

I was asking about a woman who stayed here recently.

Her name is Eva Doyle.

Er, she had red hair,

and she had a little boy with her.

She says you offered her money?

Yeah, yeah.

What do you wanna know?

An address?

White house.

Right, what's that?

Casablanca, it's in Monaco.

Maroc...

Oh, it...it's in Morocco.

Okay. Thank you.

Maroc.

He was with the seahorses,

the seahorses with the horns.

Coz...

You knew.

How was the presentation?

What are you doing, Harry?

Finding the truth,

the truth that you've been trying to hide from me.

Harry, you've got it wrong. Listen to me-

I've got it wrong?

-You...you lied to me. -No...

Harry, listen to me-

You lied to me!

It's not Dillon.

You saw the video,

with our son alive in it and you hid it from me.

I don't know why.

I don't know what you've done,

but I know where our son is

and I'm going back to get him.

No, you can't go back to Morocco,

Harry, listen to me, okay?

Let me...

Fuck.

Oh my God.

You know where.

Fuck.

Sorry, how much longer?

Ten minutes.

Te...can you make that go any faster?

Do you wanna get arrested?

Fuck's sake.

- Hello? - Hi, it's Robin.

Erm, I'm sorry, Alia, I didn't know who else to call.

Tell me.

It's Harry.

He's on his way back to Morocco.

He's looking for a woman called Eva Doyle.

He thinks that Eva has...Dillon.

I don't know what I can do, but...

leave it with me,

I have someone I can ask.

Thank you, Alia.

I told you not to come back.

What would you do if it was your son?

Hmm?

I saw him.

-You saw your son? -I saw my son 11 days ago

in Dublin.

How could you be sure it was him?

Because he's my son and a father knows his son,

doesn't he?

But he was with a woman, I didn't know who she was,

I tracked her down, I got her name.

She's Irish, but she's living here in Morocco

Where?

I can't tell you that, can I?

What are we doing here? You gon...

You gonna arrest me again or what?

You haven't done anything wrong...

yet.

If it was my son,

and they hadn't found his body,

I'd keep looking.

Billie Jean King.

Herbert Hoover.

My favourite.

Uh, I...Duck Soup. Yes.

-Coz, Coz. -Oh, hi, yes,

what are you doing here?

I've...I've found the seahorses with the horns.

Ah.

Do you remember them?

Yes.

It's these.

Mh-hm.

Yes, of course.

You...you meant the beep, beep horns, not the horns.

Yeah, that's right. Beep beep, beep beep.

The...these aren't here, Coz, they're in Casablanca.

Yes, that's right because...

I had a hospital appointment,

I remember now.

So, you...you saw these there

and then you saw Dillon

with the redheaded woman?

Yeah I did, I...I followed them.

-Where? -Oh, to a big house with a...

with a white façade and, er, tall trees.

Right, where was the house?

-Um. -Can you remember

where the house was?

Can you try and remember?

No, oh, no I...I can't think.

No I can't remember that.

Er, I can't...I can't remember it but if...if I go there,

to the seahorses,

I will remember from there.

No you can't go there, Coz, that's in Casablanca,

-it's too far away. -Yeah no, no no we must go.

-No, Coz. -I...I must...

I must....I must remember.

-I...I will. -It's too far.

We have to go because I will remember,

I will remember.

Coz...

Look, if we're gonna go all the way there

you have to be very, very quiet.

Yeah.

-Yes. -Okay, go ahead.

Oh, there, my...my hospital is over there.

Good, good, good.

And the redhead and Dillon.

Do you remember?

I remember.

Come.

Alia?

Robin? Harry's here.

He arrived this morning, Fadoul spoke with him.

Fadoul?

I'm putting him on.

Hi Robin.

He mentioned the Irish woman, Eva Doyle.

But I checked, she doesn't live in Essaouira,

she lives in Casablanca.

If she's in Casablanca, then...

then why is Harry in Essaouira?

I don't know.

But I can give you her address.

This way.

Oh, Jesus, Coz.

Coz, we've just...

we're just going around in a circle.

Look...

it's alright.

Can you just, erm...

can you just think back?

You saw the redhead and Dillon in the park,

and then you followed them, didn't you?

Can you remember? Did...did they go that way?

Did it go that way?

Can you remember?

I don't remember.

Don't worry. It's alright.

No, I know, I know, don't...

-I'm sorry, I...I... -You didn't hurt me.

-I didn't mean to. -No, no, wait it's alright,

it's alright.

Why...am I...?

My appointment.

Dr Youseff,

I...I mustn't be late.

Coz, Coz... the hospital's this way.

Oh.

I will bring you to Dr Youseff.

Tell me where Eva lives.

Harry, go home. Please.

Just tell me, I'm gonna find her anyway.

This has gone too far, Harry.

I need you to go home, please.

You're here, aren't you?

- I won't be long. - Okay, Madam.

I'm sorry to turn up like this. Can we talk?

Er, yeah.

I can't believe you live in Morocco.

Yeah.

Thought you only came here for work.

I...I, er, I...I came back for work, actually, er...

I was always, always happy here.

Er...what are you doing here, Robin?

I've been trying to get in contact with you because...

Felix and Eva were in Dublin recently.

Yeah, erm... Eva's mother died.

Yeah, I know.

I sent you an email 'cause Harry saw them.

-What? -And he's gotten obsessed.

He thought that Felix was...

was Dillon because they look so alike.

And why is that, Robin?

Hmm?

Why does Dillon look so much like his son?

Tell me.

'Cause my mind's starting to put the pieces together

and I don't like the picture it's making.

Okay, I, er...

I need you both to leave...

now.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Just tell me.

I'm so sorry.

Tell me.

I swear I was going to tell you

but you were so happy,

when...you found out I was pregnant,

and I didn't know how.

I am so sorry.

You two...

-Robin? -Oh, I know.

Harry I'm so sorry.

Dillon isn't...mine?

Dillon died.

I'm so sorry, Harry.

I'm so sorry.

-He's dead. -No, Harry.

He's dead?

-And it was Felix I saw? -Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Robin?

We made a promise, remember?

Yes...yes I know, I know.

I know, erm...

We're gonna go.

Yeah? Okay.

- I'm sorry, Harry. - Robin please.

Please can we go?

Hello?

Dillon?

What?

Erm...wha...?

What did you do?

What did you do? You...you...you took my son?

Why?

My son...Robin.

Ah.

-You okay? -Yeah, this, er...

Emerson and Courtney deal's about to go to shit but...

- Er, language. - Sorry.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Oh, err...I dunno. I mean, look, I mapped out a plan.

Big fuckin' deal...sorry.

Felix died.

He fell.

And I knew... that I had another son.

I came back to Morocco.

I didn't know why, and, and...

but I just wanted to be close...

to you.

I was there that day.

Saw Harry,

and then the ground started to shake

and the sky...changed... colour

and...and he...he left.

He left.

I went into the house and I saw Felix.

I saw...I saw...

I saw Dillon...

and I took him.

And I took him...

and I kept him.

Felix was dead.

But Dillon...was there and I...

You...you You lost a child.

You know how it feels.

How could you do that to me?

Oh, Dillon.

Oh...Dillon, it's me, Dillon,

it's...it's Mum,

it's okay.

- Dillon. - You don't deserve him.

You're a cheating liar.

Oh, it's okay Dillon, I'm here.

- It's me. - You left him to die.

You left him to die!

I missed you, baby, I'm so sorry.

You're not taking my boy.

He's not yours.

He's not yours.

Baby it's okay, Dillon, please, it's Mum,

it's Robin, please.

Dave?

Dave?

Dave.

Dillon, baby, it's alright, I'm here.

I'm...I'm not losing another child.

No...

-Dave! -Robin.

No!

Baby.

He's mine!

He...he's mine!

Wobin?

Yes, yes I'm Robin.

No!

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry

I missed you, I missed you.

I missed you.

We're back!

You're back?

Go and show Mummy the picture.

Is this for me?

Oh, Dill,

this is so wonderful.

Do you think so?

Do I think so?

Yes, yes I think so.

You're a little artist.

Just like Daddy?

Yeah...

just like your daddy.

Hey, come here. Bring it over here.

I need to have a look at this picture

because I do not believe...

Show me that picture now.

There is no way that you painted that.

-I did. -No way.

Yes, I did.

♪ There's a shadow on my wing ♪

♪ It is not shared ♪

♪ It is not moving ♪

♪ It's wrapped inside ♪

♪ My arms... ♪

♪ Arms... ♪