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[ TV chatter ]

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[ Siren wailing ]

-Colette, a case for you.

A theft from a room at the Parnell Hotel on Collins Street.

-Was someone hurt? -No.

-Oh.

-What? Not glamorous enough for you?

-No. I...

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[ Car doors close ]

-Jesus.

What have you done to piss Jane off?

-A crime's a crime, Siobhán. -Right.

So, when's the last time that you investigated

a bit of stolen cash in hotel room, huh?

Ten, 20, 40 years ago?

-How old do you think I am?

-I don't think I should answer that.

So you came back from your walk at approximately 10:15 a.m.,

and then that's when you realized

that the 400 euro was missing.

All in 50-euro notes? -Yeah.

I mean, last time, it was 50 quid and I was like, "Jesus.

Maybe we spent it out that night on pints."

But this time it was 400 quid.

-We didn't spend that on pints.

-No. Of course not.

-So, you said last time, right?

Did you stay here before? -Yeah.

So, we were here a month ago for the match,

and that's when I was missing a 50.

-But yet you came back.

-Well, we weren't sure it had been taken.

And it's hard to find a budget hotel on match day.

-Right.

Do you know if you're going to be able to find who did it

and we can get it back?

-Yeah. I mean, 400 euro's 400 euro.

-Yeah, we'll try our best.

We're gonna follow up on a few things, all right?

Here's my card if you need to get in touch with us first.

-Thanks. -Okay?

-Thank you. -All right. You two take care.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-She was nice. -Mm-hmm.

[ TV chatter ]

-So we'll need the, uh, work rosters,

uh, CCTV footage, and any delivery records.

-It's -- It's really just me and the cleaners most days.

-Rosters, please.

Now.

-Sorry.

[ Drawer opens ]

[ Papers shuffle ]

-Did you, uh, go into the rooms at all?

-Why would I do that now, love?

I spend all my time behind this desk.

You'll see.

There you are -- CCTV.

-So, what can you tell us about the cleaner

that was on the shift -- Hanna?

-Um...

Yeah, she -- well, she'd come in of a morning,

and she'd make up the beds and after check-out.

-Anything else you can tell us? -Not much, really.

Um, she's...

I usually deal with the agency directly.

Quiet girl. Not much English.

Polish, Romanian. One of those.

-One of those.

Right.

We'll get this back to you. Thank you.

-Thanks.

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-There's a group of people around there now.

[ Footsteps approach, door beeps ]

-Hey. -Hi.

So, the maid, Hanna, went into those rooms

right when Carmel and John think the money was taken.

No one else even went near them.

-She was on the roster both days.

Looks like she works seven days a week.

Let's bring her in, wrap this up quick.

-Do you want a coffee? -Yeah, please.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Hey, Shane. -Hey, Colette.

Have you got a few minutes? -Yeah.

-So, I was just off the phone to social welfare there.

They say they can get a case worker

for the initial home visit this afternoon if you can make it.

-Yeah, I think I can make that work.

-Great. They'll be there, too.

So, normally, in your circumstances,

this would be a bit pro forma, you know?

But since their father's back in the picture --

-I thought you said not to worry.

They haven't seen him in years.

-Yeah, I know, but -- well, it's just,

he's making a real push, you know?

-Right.

What do we know about him?

-His name's Niall Kilduff.

Uh, he's back to Dublin from England a couple of months ago.

He's working down at a call center in the IFSC.

That's about all I have.

-All right.

Great.

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-Yeah, okay. Thanks. Bye. [ Receiver clicks ]

Um, she's trying to sort out a translator,

but there's no one available.

They said they'll send someone over this afternoon,

but, um, when is a different question.

-Yeah. [ Door opens ]

-Colette, a word.

[ Door closes ]

Perhaps you can tell me in what circumstances

it is appropriate for an officer

to threaten a member of the public?

-None. -Correct.

So, given you are aware of this,

why did you threaten Eoin Molony?

-I won't make any excuses, Sergeant.

-Huh.

Well, that's the smartest thing you've done all day.

Colette, I tried my best,

but I think you're still going to get an official caution.

Now, if Organized Crime ever do catch him on something,

I guarantee you, he will pull this out in court

as evidence of a vendetta by the Dublin Central Police.

From now on...

leave him alone.

-You okay?

-Yeah. I'll survive.

I need to do something off-site.

Will you call me when the translator comes, yeah?

-Yeah. -Great.

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-No, I can't give you a quote until tech see the notes.

Yeah. All right.

Okay, bye. -Kilduff?

You have a personal visitor.

And this counts as your break. -Yeah.

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-Niall.

I'm Colette Cunningham.

I'm Stacey's mum.

-Yeah.

-I don't know how much Stacey told you about me.

-Almost nothing.

But I do know you really

stepped up for my kids while I got myself settled.

Took a while to move everything over,

get everything in order.

Thanks, eh? I owe you one.

-Yeah, I imagine Her Majesty's Prison Manchester

to Dublin must have been a hard transition.

-[ Chuckles softly ]

Right.

Stacey did say once you were with the police.

Have you told the kids? -No.

-Good. Look...

We just thought they were a bit too young to understand.

You know, it was a fight in a pub that got out of hand.

First time in trouble with the law and all.

-But you were in prison for two years.

The kids haven't heard from you in so much longer than that.

-Well, I'm here for them now.

-They missed you at the funeral.

-They didn't need another shock so soon.

I wanted to get myself set up properly,

be ready to be a proper father to them.

-Does a proper father leave his kids alone

at their mother's funeral?

-Listen, Niall.

I just want what's best for these kids, all right?

And I'm sure you do, too.

I don't think there's any point in putting Liam and Cara

through a difficult court case.

-I was thinking the exact same thing.

-Okay, so I was thinking that maybe you could start

by seeing them every other weekend.

-You're saying you think you should get custody?

-No.

I'm sorry, but no. They're my kids.

-They're not kids anymore.

They have lives. They have boyfriends.

-Boyfriends?

Well, I'm looking forward to getting to know.

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-Stacey made me their guardian, not you.

I think there's a reason for that.

-We'll see what the judge thinks.

-Yeah.

-I might have been away for a bit,

but you've been gone most of their lives.

-Save it. -You barely know them!

[ Door closes ]

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-[ Sighs ]

-Hey, Liam. -Hi, Colette.

Is everything okay? -No, everything's all right.

Just knew you'd be on lunch.

-Oh, okay.

-Listen, I was thinking of making a curry tonight

and wanted to know if you and Cara

wanted to invite Kevin and Ross over.

-Yeah. Yeah, definitely. Yeah.

-Well, that's great. Yeah.

-Cool. I'll let Cara know.

-All right. I'll see you later.

-Yeah. Thanks, Colette. -All right. Bye.

Jesus Christ.

I'm so sorry. Traffic was a bloody nightmare.

-You're Colette Cunningham? -Yeah.

-Nancy Dwyer, Child Welfare and Protection.

-After you, Nancy.

There you go.

[ Door closes ]

[ Dog barking in distance ]

I meant to clean up a little bit.

Busy morning.

Would you like a cuppa? -No, thanks.

Are Liam and Cara here? -No, they're at school.

-Good. Let's you and me have a little chat.

-Right.

-Tell me about your relationship with Liam and Cara.

How are you getting on?

-It's going really well.

I mean, they miss their mum, but --

-You were estranged from their mother, weren't you?

You only met the kids for the first time a few weeks ago?

-Yeah, that wasn't my choice.

But...

I'm very grateful that Stacey named me the kids' guardian.

-It must be a big adjustment.

-Yeah.

Liam's doing a little bit better than Cara.

-I meant for you.

You haven't lived with teenagers for a long time, right?

You've been independent, responsible only for yourself.

It's a big change.

-I'm fine.

I'll do whatever it takes.

-It isn't about willingness.

It's about capacity.

You've got a stressful career.

How are you balancing work and home?

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-Thanks so much.

Um, Nancy?

So, what's next? -A good few more steps.

I have to check into references from your work.

I'll want to meet with the kids at some point,

have a little chat with them.

-And then?

-We'll see how it goes.

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-Hanna, the interpreter should be here any minute.

All right?

Just, you're from Romania?

Yeah?

Your city -- is it Bucharest?

-Home is Timisoara, not Bucharest.

-Thank you, Hanna.

[ Knock on door ]

-This is Elise, our interpreter.

And, uh...

this lady here is your solicitor from the Legal Aid Board.

Her name's Flora Adams.

-[ Speaking in Romanian ]

Just introducing myself. We're ready.

-Thank you.

Hanna, how long have you worked at the Parnell Hotel?

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-Doi ani. -"Two years."

-You must be making good money, all those hours you're working.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-Is that why you took the money, Hanna?

They're not paying you enough, are they?

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-[ Speaks in Romanian ] -"I didn't take anything."

-Hanna, we have you on camera.

You were the only one that went into the room.

-[ Speaking in Romanian ]

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-No comment.

-Hanna, this is a very serious charge.

But if you cooperate with us,

the judge may look upon you favorably.

-[ Speaking in Romanian ]

-[ Speaks emphatically in Romanian ]

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-[ Sniffles ]

-What did you say to her?

-Oh, she just asked me to repeat it.

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-She says, "I'm not saying anything else.

I don't want to answer any more questions."

-[ Sniffles ]

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[ Knock on door ] -Yeah?

-I think we need a new translator.

Hannah was loosening up, and then the translator

said something to her, she turned white as a sheet.

She's absolutely terrified.

-We'll be waiting hours for a new translator

without something more specific.

I'm not saying you're wrong.

It's just, we need something solid.

-What about Ryan from IT?

I mean, his mam's Romanian.

-Wouldn't hold up in court,

but it would give us something more to go on.

-That was good thinking.

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-She's saying things you never said.

When you talk about the CCTV,

she says, "You need to think about your family."

Her family will be in danger if she talks.

Hanna says, "I've done everything they told me to."

-"They"?

-And then, right at the very end...

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-...Hanna says to tell them she didn't say anything.

-Who's "them"?

-She's working around the clock.

She's worried sick for her family.

-You think she's been trafficked?

-Yeah, no doubt.

-Okay. I'll get organized crime.

You two, go in there, remove her and arrest her for obstruction.

And then get a new translator.

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-Hanna, It's not illegal to do something under duress.

If you tell us who they are, we can try and help you.

-[ Translating in Romanian ]

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-"They'll kill me."

-No. We can protect you. -[ Translates in Romanian ]

-We can find you somewhere safe.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-[ Speaks in Romanian ]

-"What about my family in Romania?"

-We can try.

We'll do our best.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-Hanna, we know someone made you steal the money.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-We're gonna release you,

but we don't think you'll be safe where you're staying.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-We have somewhere for you to stay tonight.

Somewhere you'll be safe.

Okay?

-[ Translating in Romanian ]

-I think you should go there, Hanna.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-Okay.

-Okay.

Thank you, Hanna.

-Organized Crime have Elise,

the first interpreter, in an interview room.

-I hope they nail her to a wall.

-It's a bit more complicated than that.

They think she might be another victim

working under duress for the traffickers.

-What the hell is she even doing on the roster?

-It's a small community.

I've ordered an investigation

into the database of translators.

This cannot happen again.

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-Is she always this late?

-Pretty much, yes. -[ Chuckles ]

Best get tucked in, then. Come on.

-Sure, yeah. -Give us your bowl.

-Thank you. -Here you go.

Help yourself to curry.

-Thank you.

-There you go.

Don't be shy. Come on, Kevin.

[ Door opens ]

[ Indistinct voices ]

-Oh, here they come.

-Hey. It smells good!

-Yeah. Hiya.

-Hiya. -Ross, this is Colette.

Colette, Ross.

-Help yourselves.

-Thank you. -Mm, thanks.

-How's it going?

-Good, yeah. -Yeah?

I hear you're working in a pub.

-Uh, yeah.

-How's that? -Fun.

-You know, I used to work in a pub when I was his age.

-No, you didn't. -Yeah, I did.

400 years ago.

-[ Chuckles ]

-Yeah, I just did it for a bit of spare cash

before I joined the police.

-[ Sighs ]

-I didn't mean there's anything wrong with working in a pub.

I loved it. I didn't mean, uh, it's not a good job.

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-I-I had no trousers on.

[ All laughing ]

And then she had to put me in a taxi.

He took me, as well, which I didn't think he would,

but he did, so it was all right.

-Good. -That's mad.

-That was definitely the last time I drank it anyway.

-It was so funny. -I was in a ball, though.

-I was in a bad way. -Yeah.

-Do you remember? -Yeah.

-This is a cautionary tale. You behave yourself.

-Colette, did you make dessert?

-No, I forgot. -Oh.

-Of course I did!

Stick them on there. There you go.

Thank you. All right.

-Thanks, Colette. -Thank you.

She makes a nice curry.

-Ready?

Ta-da!

Come on.

Eat it before it gets cold.

It's Baked Alaska.

-Our mam used to make it.

And she made the same stupid joke, as well.

-It's -- It's fine.

-Oh, shit.

-No, I'm fine.

-[ Exhales ]

Yeah.

That was so fucking stupid.

I used to make it for her when she was little

on special occasions.

-I better go make sure she's -- you know.

[ Door opens ]

-Shit.

[ Footsteps ]

-Here you go. -Thanks.

She'll be all right.

-I'm so sorry. -That's okay. Thank you.

-[ Sighs ]

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-Mam!

-Come in here. [ Laughs ]

-Get her in here. Come on, get her in there.

[ Laughter, chatter ]

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-He's so photogenic, isn't he? [ Laughs ]

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-Oh, my God.

-It was a good day.

[ Sniffles ]

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-[ Exhales ]

When your grandfather died, it was such a shock, too.

I thought that I'd...

never feel happy again.

And for a long time, I didn't let myself.

I didn't want it to seem like I...

-Like you'd forgotten him.

-Yeah. Like I'd forgotten him.

He wouldn't have wanted me to live half a life,

and neither would your mum.

She would want you to just search for every scrap

of happiness you could find.

-Why did you send her away?

-Cara... -No.

I just want to know.

-It's all right. Yeah.

When Andrew died, I was a mess.

And I wasn't there for your mum the way I needed to be.

So she fell in with a bad crowd.

She was so young, and she was hurting.

-[ Sniffles ]

-And she'd lost her dad.

And there I was, wrapped up in my own pain.

So we got in a big fight, and I laid down the law

and I told her that it was my house, my rules,

and if she didn't like it, she could leave.

So she did.

-Did -- Did you look for her? -Yeah.

Yeah, I looked for her for years.

She didn't want to be found.

-So you just gave up on her?

-[ Exhales ]

I tried everything...

I could.

I'll never forgive myself, you know.

For that last day.

And that last fight. Ever.

[ Sighs ]

-[ Sniffles ]

She didn't hate you.

'Cause she told me.

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I was being a brat one time.

[ Sniffles ]

And I told Mam that I hated her.

She knew I didn't mean it...

because she said it to her mam all the time

and it was never true.

So she didn't hate you.

She loved you.

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-Cara, quit leaving your shi...

[ Footsteps approaching ]

What the hell? -Give it to me.

-Are you fucking dealing for him again?

-No.

-Then why do you have them? -I'm just minding them.

-Guys, have you seen my hairbrush?

-You can't tell her. You fucking can't.

-Cara -- -Stop.

It's just this one time, okay? I promise.

-Liam? Do you want a lift to school?

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-Morning. -Morning.

-Uh, Jane wants us to head back to the hotel

and close that theft, so, um, can we take your car?

'Cause all the others are out.

-Yeah, of course. Um, I'll just be a sec.

-Yeah, no worries. -See you in a bit.

Patrick, morning.

-How are you? -Good.

[ Engine starts ]

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[ Bag zips ]

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-So, he's gonna keep tabs on the translator situation.

I know it's one for organized crime,

but I just want to keep my eye on it.

-Sure.

Why have you got a bag of drugs in the boot of your car?

-Oh.

Oh, fuck.

[ Sighs ]

I found them. -Where?

-In Stacey's room.

-Shit.

And you didn't hand them in?

-I didn't know what to do at first.

And if Stacey was dealing...

I didn't want the kids to know. -If she was?

I mean, what do you think she was doing?

Running a fucking medical clinic?

-Stacey was suspended for a few jars of Tramadol.

This is Oxycodone, and it's more than a few fucking jars.

Siobhán, I don't think Stacey killed herself.

I think Eoin Molony had something to do with it.

-Shit.

That...

That's why you threatened him? -Yeah.

-Okay.

Okay, so just hand it over to Organized Crime.

I mean, we're all working in the same job.

-I have.

I need proof for them to take me seriously.

And I think I'm getting close.

-Shit.

Shit! -[ Sighs ]

Is that all you can say is "shit"?

-Fucking hell. I mean...

Colette, this is career-ending stuff.

-Yes, I know.

I know it is.

If you need to tell Jane, I understand.

-Okay, so what are we gonna do?

-"We" aren't gonna do anything.

I am not getting you involved in this.

-I'm already involved, Colette.

-Look. Like you said, this is career-ending stuff.

I am not putting yours at risk as well as mine.

-Yes, boss.

[ Seatbelt clicks ]

-[ Exhales ]

-Nice one, bro.

Oh! What the fuck?

-Stay away from my sister!

-What the fuck are you talking about?!

-You've got her dealing, you shit!

I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!

[ Door opens ] -Thanks so much.

-Thanks, Colette.

[ Door closes ]

-[ Sighs ]

Are you all right?

-Yeah.

-I thought you two got on.

What happened?

-He was making a joke about Mam.

Saying she was a...

mentaller and a basket case.

I just snapped. I hit him.

-Yeah, well, I don't blame you.

But listen.

You can't solve problems like this with your fists.

All right? -What else am I supposed to do?

I just want to help her.

Mam asked me to help her.

It was the last thing that she...

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-Liam?

What do you mean? -It's nothing.

-No, it's not nothing.

You can talk to me. You know you can.

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-Mam left me a voice message.

The night before she, uh...

She asked me to look after Cara.

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-Would it be all right if I listened to that?

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-Sure.

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-Liam, chick, it's Mum.

You have to take your sister to Debbie's, all right?

I've arranged it.

Take a 20 from my drawer for a take-away.

I just need to sort something out.

Listen, your sister -- she might...

She might hear something that'll get her upset.

You'll need to look after her.

And don't worry, Cara's not done anything wrong.

She's not in trouble.

I love you, chick.

-Sweetheart, come here.

Come here. Come here.

Come here.

-[ Sobs ]

-Oh.

-I'll be all right if you drop me off at home.

-Sorry, love. I don't have time to make the detour.

You're gonna have to come hang out with me at the station.

All right? -Sure.

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-This is Liam. -Hey, Liam.

-Patrick. Siobhán. -Hiya.

Uh, Colette, Hanna's here.

-Shit.

-Liam, you fancy being in a line-up?

The lads are all 6-foot-plus.

It'd be good to have some variety.

-Can I? -Yeah, of course you can.

-Good man. This way.

-Thank you.

Head, right?

-We know that she didn't do it. Or at least, she was forced to.

-But my client says she did do it.

On her own. And she confesses,

-Yes, I confess.

-They threatened you again.

-[ Translates in Romanian ]

-I stole.

Alone.

-We can help you if you let us.

There are things we can do to support you.

But in the end, it's your choice.

-[ Translating in Romanian ]

-No.

I stole. Alone.

-Okay.

-The DPP shouldn't have her prosecuted. She's a victim.

-Yeah, but if she won't testify to coercion,

she has no defense against the theft.

She's more afraid of the traffickers

than she is of prison.

It happens all the time.

-Oh, well, if it happens all the time...

This is bullshit.

I mean, the victim goes to prison

and the real scumbags get off scot-free.

-Organized Crime will put pressure on Elise

and the hotel manager,

so hopefully we will find out who the traffickers are.

Then maybe Hanna will cooperate with us in the future.

-It's still bullshit.

Sorry, Sarge.

-You did good work on this.

Both of you.

-Thanks, Sarge.

You're right.

Good night. -Night.

[ Door closes ]

[ Handheld game blipping ]

-Thanks. I owe you one.

-Oh, don't worry about it.

Let him loose in the lost and found.

-Ready to go?

-Yeah, sure.

-How was the line-up?

-Turns out I didn't do it. -[ Chuckles ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

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-You, uh, catch the bad guys?

-We did catch someone.

But she wasn't a bad guy.

I can tell you one thing.

A lot of people would be a lot better off

if they stopped fucking lying.

-I didn't fight Ross be-- because of Mam.

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It was because of Cara.

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Ross has been dealing in school.

He's been making Cara help him.

She promised Mum that she'd stop.

But I found drugs in her bag this morning.

And like, pills and stuff.

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-Thank you for telling me, Liam.

[ Sighs ]

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Do you know where they are right now?

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-What the fuck?!

-Get in the fucking car. -What's wrong with you?

-Do not make me repeat myself, Cara. Get in the fucking car!

-Fucking bitch.

-You listen to me, you little shit.

If you go near her again, you'll be fucking sorry.

-Are you off your meds or something?

What's your fucking problem? She's my girlfriend.

-My problem is you deal in drugs.

My problem is you getting my Cara involved in your shit.

-So what?

You'll turn me in?

A few months in lock-up?

Oh, I'm scared.

Besides, like you said, Cara's involved.

-Let me be very clear with you.

Prison is not what you need to worry about.

Do you understand?

You drive safe.

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[ Car doors open ]

Cara?

-Dad?

Dad! -[ Laughs ]

Oh, I missed you.

I really did. I'm back, love.

Oh, come here, son. Oh, Liam.

It's so good to see you. It really is.

Ah!

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