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DI Regan, Garda Siochana. DCI Boyd. Pleased to meet you.

You don't want me here any more than I want to be here.

If we're going to make this work, we need to establish some rules

Who's senior investigating officer? You both are.

Both? In the South, it will be you, Regan.

In the North, Detective Boyd.

Belfast and Dublin want this investigation to showcase

positive cross-border cooperation between our two forces.

You're in the Republic of Ireland now.

Down here, you're not a cop. You're a nobody.

You probably only got this job because of your father.

What did you say? The son of a murdered RUC sergeant

now works with An Garda Siochana.

Next thing you know, they'll be arranging a photo shoot with you

What do you know about Patrick Gorman?

He killed your father when you were a kid, or so they say.

BOYD: So they say! There's no proof. Well, he's back now.

What? He came back two years ago.

Runs a furniture store in Castleblayney.

Does he give orders, take orders?

No offence, boss, but what the fuck's he even doing here?

One good thing about you being here. What's that?

They hate you more than they hate me.

I'll do the talking. You're out of your jurisdiction.

I haven't had a drink in nine years. I was an alcoholic.

Who's C? No one.

Can I have your number?

No.

You need to make this work.

It reflects badly on us if we're the ones seen to be walking away.

(DRONE WHIRRING)

I didn't know they still smuggled fuel across the border.

Assuming that's what it is. What else could it be?

Republican dissidents flexing their muscles.

Nothing they'd like more than packing one of those full of explosives

and sending us all to kingdom come.

OFFICER: Sir, there's something in the grass.

Just there, in the corner.

Can you move closer? Yes, sir.

BOYD: There's our driver.

Is he dead?

BOYD: Hard to tell. He's not moving.

DC SHAKIR: Sir?

Your friend's here.

Local farmer called it in two hours ago. The PSNI have been on the radio.

They've called the bomb squad, who are on their way.

DCI Boyd? Yes, boss. He asked for you.

Did he now?

So, it's on their side of the border, not ours?

By a few hundred metres. Then let them deal with it.

MAGUIRE: Except the tanker has our licence plates

and the fuel company is based down here in the South.

Shite! Get him on the radio. Yes, boss.

What the fuck?

Oh, yeah. And they're showing off their new toy.

Guess I should probably go talk to her. Mm.

You're still here? Yeah, don't remind me.

Been a couple of weeks. What have you been up to?

One stabbing, one sexual assault, two arsons,

one armed robbery and a partridge in a pear tree.

Busy bee! I've been... Yeah, anyway...

So, I'll leave this with you, then. It's not even our side

Cooperate that's what they said.

Do you always do what you're told?

If you like, I can deal with it and you can deal with your boss.

OK, Chief, you win.

Let's get on with it so I can go back to fighting crime in

I suggest, given the nature of the incident, you might want

I wish I could turn you off.

Look, Regan, we have to wait for the bomb squad. It might be a trap.

And you're in the North now, so I'm in charge.

REGAN: Yeah, whatever.

Regan, slow down. It could be a trap. Ssh.

Hey, there's a body on your left. OK.

Smell that? Oil. And burning.

Hey, careful. Watch out for trip wires. Trip wires? Enough!

OK?

REGAN: He's burnt to a crisp.

Paramedics can rest easy.

An exit wound.

He's been shot. Oh, so now you're interested.

(METALLIC BANG)

Hear that? (BANG)

Hey, careful. It could still be a trap. Ssh!

Regan!

For God's sake!

♪ There's a ghost screaming over the river

♪ It's a sound only clear to the sinners

♪ So we know what to do, what to do

♪ So we know what to do, what to do

♪ Pay the Devil his due

♪ Pay the Devil his due ♪

BOYD: Paramedics confirmed two deceased

one shot, one asphyxiated one survivor in a bad way.

First it's fuel, now it's people. It's a sign of the times.

But why use such a lethal method when they could just drive them

We've always done spot checks on the border on the quiet,

but since Brexit we stop more drivers.

Especially if they're black?

Their colour has nothing to do with it.

If they're illegal immigrants, they need to be stopped.

How do you know they're illegal? They could be genuine asylum seekers.

If they were, they wouldn't have to hide in a fuel tank, would they?

And you call yourself a Christian?

My faith has nothing to do with it. SHAKIR: Sir.

We found the driver's wallet in the cab and this knife on our survivor.

Oh, yeah.

He was probably intending to use this to steal our women and our jobs.

What? Ignore her.

Fred Murray, aged 55 years old, lives in Innishkirk.

Well, what do you know? He's one of yours.

Good to have you back on board, Detective Regan.

(DISTANT DOG BARKING)

(DING-DONG)

(BOYD CLEARS HIS THROAT)

Bridget Murray? Yeah?

DI Regan. He's from the PSNI. May we come in?

Yeah.

(SIREN WAILING)

This is Shane, my daughter's partner. These people are detectives.

What's going on?

I'm sorry to inform you,

your husband Fred was found dead this morning on a border road.

Oh, my God! Shit!

SHANE: Mandy?

Mandy? WOMAN: What?

We'll need formal identification, but we're certain that it's him.

We're so sorry for your loss.

Well, what happened?

That's what we're trying to establish.

He was crossing the border in a tanker. Did he crash, or...?

We I can't say too much at this stage of the investigation

but indications suggest foul play.

Oh, my God!

How was he when he left for work this morning?

I've no idea. He doesn't live here any more.

We separated about a year ago.

Have either of you spoken to him recently?

BOTH: No.

I... I sent him a text last week asking him to stop sending flowers.

Did he respond? Yeah... Yes, by sending those.

Don't forget I need a lift to work.

What's going on?

SHANE: Come here for a minute. It's your dad, love.

What about him? Is he OK?

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God, no. Oh, no.

(MANDY SOBBING)

What happened? We're still investigating.

When did you last see him? A few days ago.

I... I went to his flat to bring him some food.

He wasn't looking after himself. Can you take us there?

I'll come with you. No, I'll go.

Oh, my God... You never said you went to see him.

He wasn't eating, Mam. What was I supposed to do?

I just have to tell work I won't be in today.

OK. No rush.

Sounds like Fred wanted to get back with his missus, but

Maybe that's why he got into trafficking.

Flowers like that don't come cheap.

Yeah.

BRIDGET: Do you think they know?

SHANE: They don't have a clue.

It's warm in here. Oh, he'll have left the heating on.

He was always doing that at home.

Drove Mum mad.

Is your ma seeing anyone else? No.

She likes being single.

To be honest, she's been happier these last few months

than I've seen her in years.

What's with all the medical stuff in the bathroom?

Da had, um... leg ulcers from sitting in the cab too long.

I used to dress them with supplies I took from the hospital.

Please don't tell them, I could get in trouble.

No, we won't.

Do you want a lift home?

I'd like to stay here for a while, if that's OK. Shane

We're going to have to take this with us.

Needy man with leg ulcers. No wonder his missus didn't want him back.

You're all heart, Regan. Till our survivor can talk,

let's pay that fuel company a visit.

BOYD: So, Fred worked here for the last seven years.

MAN: You can search all you like, but you'll find nothing.

WOMAN: They just barged in, Mr Duggan. This is all on Fred.

If I'd have known what he was up to, I'd have contacted you myself.

We're a legitimate family business

delivering fuel north and south of the border and been doing so for years.

Except now competition is stiffer, margins are tighter

so companies like yours need to find ways to make up any shortfall.

I dislike your tone, detective. I dislike people traffickers.

That is an outrageous comment! In fact, I don't know what you're

Da... And you are?

David Duggan, marketing manager. This is my father.

Like I said, legitimate family business. This is about those

You know anything about it?

Only what I saw on the news. Terrible tragedy.

Those men shouldn't have been inside that tanker.

It's madness

and these people need to be stopped from coming into Ireland

There's no room for them here.

Detective Boyd would agree with you, wouldn't you, detective?

DAVID: Da, chill, OK?

I've got this. We've nothing to hide.

Please tell me, officer, what can we do to help?

We need a full breakdown of where your drivers were going

and the customers they were delivering to.

I'll sort that out, personally.

BOYD: I'd prefer if you didn't disclose my personal views in

I'd prefer you weren't here but you are. Look, Regan,

someone needs to get a grip of this migrant situation or more

It's got out of hand. The rules of entry are there for a reason.

It's our job to enforce them without fear or favour.

You're all heart, Boyd.

(BOYD SIGHS)

Promise me, Da, you didn't know what Fred was up to.

Course I didn't.

Then we've nothing to worry about.

(♪ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(PHONE DIALS)

ROSIE: Hi, love. When are you home? About 40 minutes.

Well, dinner's in the oven. OK.

Thanks, love.

(MUSIC FADES)

(SKIPPING THROUGH STATIONS)

ON RADIO: 'Patrick Gorman here from Carrick Suite Dreams.

'Come to my store, where I have a sofa with your name on it.

'And a dining table.

'And a bed. In fact I have everything you need to furnish

Daddy!

(RADIO OFF)

(RETCHING)

MARY FARRELL: (ON TV) 'Detectives continue to investigate the case

'of two migrant stowaways, one of whom died

'whilst being smuggled across the border in a fuel tanker.

'Councillor Nicola Patterson, who is seeking re-election

'in next month's local elections, is demanding action

Until the police clamp down on illegal immigrants pouring into

it's only going to get worse.

'These people are economic migrants.

'Why should they get help when our people are suffering financial

(DOORBELL) '...and a lack of affordable housing?'

This came for you! Weighs a tonne!

Think I put me back out lifting it.

Sciatica is my middle name. Cheers.

Don't mind me!

I'll just crawl back home on me hands and knees!

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

Ballistics say the gun that fired the fatal shot

was the same one used in an armed robbery near Dundalk two years ago.

Dissident republicans were suspected, but there were no convictions.

Why would dissident republicans want to kill Fred?

Maybe he was working for a rival gang, muscling in on their turf

and they killed him to send a message?

Setting him on fire was like adding a PS.

(PHONE RINGS)

Shakir.

SHAKIR: OK, thanks.

Our survivor is conscious.

OK. Call Regan. Tell her to meet me there.

(HOSPITAL PA ANNOUNCEMENTS)

Physically, he's getting stronger. Mentally, I'm not so sure.

Why is he handcuffed? WOMAN: Flight risk.

Julie Cooper, Border Force. DCI Boyd, PSNI.

DI Regan, An Garda Siochana.

I wouldn't normally handcuff, but I've no choice.

We're understaffed and these guys just keep on coming.

Has he said anything? Not a word.

He doesn't seem to understand English and he's got papers.

We're waiting on an interpreter from Belfast, but they're

What about Google Translate?

Interpreters must be officially validated or the legals don't like it.

My guess is he and his dead friend were trying to make

Because of the chaos in the English Channel,

we're seeing more migrants trying to access the UK this way,

through the back door.

My name is Philip.

We're here to find out what happened to you and your friend.

Parlez-vous Français?

Wow. It's like I'm in Paris(!)

Je m'appelle Philipe.

BOYD: We have two lines of enquiry.

First, who's behind the people trafficking which led to the death

Second, who killed Fred Murray and how might these two crimes be linked?

Fred was due to make nine deliveries that day,

eight of which were south of the border, mainly in and around

and one here up in the North at PPL, which is a horticultural

Constable, I want you to find out about them and also to check

in case there were any stops not listed on the schedule.

Yes, sir. OK.

Our two men must have climbed aboard the tanker somewhere

Someone might have seen or heard something. I want us to check any CCTV.

It's an isolated area

but there could be cameras on farm buildings, that kind of thing.

DI Regan, I suggest your team do the same down south of the border.

Yes, sir.

♪ South of the border, down Mexico way ♪ (LAUGHTER)

That's good. Do you want to join my church choir, sergeant?

No, boss. Then be quiet, OK? On to forensics.

Three words scratched on the inside of the tanker using the penknife

It looks like Arabic to me. I'm not an expert.

Assuming none of you are either, we're going to ask our interpreter

who's on his way from Belfast soon, so we hope.

OK, any questions?

BOYD: Nicola Patterson's husband runs this business. You heard of her?

I've heard of her Ulster Freedom Party right-wing fanatics

who'd like to build a 50-foot fence along the border to keep us out.

Try not to pick a fight with her. We're north of the border!

You're the boss!

You were scheduled to be Fred Murray's last call on his delivery round.

Is that correct?

I haven't a clue whether we were first or last.

All I know is we never got our fuel

and now we're running low during one of our busiest times.

Do you always buy fuel from Duggan's? Have done for years.

Doubt we will in the future.

Ah, this is my wife.

Nicola.

DCI Boyd. This is DI Regan, An Garda Siochana.

Why is there a Guard north of the border?

We have an informal relationship

where it's deemed a joint operation might improve the outcome.

That sounds more like an illegal operation to me.

We're investigating the death of the delivery driver Fred Murray

and the refugee found inside his vehicle.

You say "refugee", I say "illegal migrant".

His legal status is yet to be determined.

He was found trying to enter the United Kingdom hidden in a fuel tanker.

I think it's fair to say we all know what his status is.

Presumably, this operation requires a lot of workers here

Yes, we employ gang masters who, I might add, are all registered.

They provide our seasonal workers.

And these workers are all foreign? Many are, but not all.

That's ironic.

Something to say, detective? BOYD: No, she doesn't.

We welcome anyone who's been invited to come here.

You say "welcome", I say "exploit".

How dare you? You've something to say, too?

It's fine. Detective Regan is Garda Siochana.

They have different standards to our police force.

BOYD: That was you not picking a fight, was it?

Someone needed to challenge her.

That's not our job, Regan. The PSNI is an impartial, non-political

We don't choose sides. At least, not any more.

Believe that and you'll believe anything.

Anyway, I'm not PSNI so I can say what the hell I like.

(PHONE RINGS) Flat white for me.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) Regan?

ON RADIO: 'Patrick Gorman here from Carrick Suite Dreams.

'Come to my store where I have a sofa with your name on it.

'And a dining table. And a bed.

'In fact, I have everything you need to furnish...'

(SCREAMS)

REGAN: Interpreter's there. I said we'd meet him at the hospital.

ON RADIO: ♪ Golden, golden, golden Carrick Suite Dreams ♪

For a second there I thought you'd had a heart attack.

FYI, if you ever need CPR, count me out.

There's no way I'm giving you mouth-to-mouth.

Sorry. How long's this been going on?

On and off for a few years.

More since you told me Gorman was back.

You need to sort this shit out before you do something stupid

like blow his brains out, or your own.

I'd never do something like that. No?

No.

I bet you haven't thought about killing him, either?

I knew it.

I used to visit my father's grave

and promise I'd get justice for him one day.

So, what are you waiting for?

Evidence. There isn't any.

He could be completely innocent.

You're a witness.

He was wearing a balaclava. I only saw his eyes.

Your da got a shot in, right?

Aye. He always kept a gun by his bed.

My mother said he hit the gunman in the right shoulder.

So, if Gorman did do it, he'd have a scar.

Take a civil action against him and force him to reveal it in court.

That could take 30 years.

Anyway, he could just say he got it from falling off a

Anyways, I can't afford lawyers.

No, if I want justice, I'll have to find it a different way.

We can't wait indefinitely. I have other cases.

This is Tariq Malik, our interpreter. Are you the SIO?

Yes.

Why didn't you tell me before I trekked all the way from Belfast

that your witness is being uncooperative?

I can't interpret someone who refuses to speak.

He's traumatised and vulnerable. And I'm short of time.

Our case load has exploded in recent months, unlike our budget.

FYI, I tried Arabic, Urdu, Punjabi, Kurdish and Farsi.

Zero.

Excuse me.

Wait, I have some words I need to show you that we found.

Email me.

Now what, Chief?

Can I uncuff him?

Sure.

What are you going to do?

There's one language that we haven't tried.

(DOOR OPENS)

(BOYD CLEARS HIS THROAT)

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...

As we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation...

BOTH: ...but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Philip.

Samir.

Pleased to meet you, Samir.

There's no physical reason to keep him here, and we do need the bed.

I'm sorry.

Where will he go?

There's a detention centre in Belfast that might have a space.

We need him here for our investigation.

Everywhere is full.

If I can't get him in there, I'll have to house him in a police cell.

You can't put him a cell. Do you have a better idea?

You've changed your tune.

Yesterday, you wanted to send them all home.

Shut up! What did I just say?

Daniel!

Give me that back. I'm trying to work!

Mummy. Enough!

I can hear you two from outside. You're late.

Yes. There's a reason for that.

The alternative was to put him in a cell, OK?

He's traumatised enough without doing that to him.

It's only a few days.

He's wearing a surveillance tag so he can't skip off anywhere.

If you don't like it, I'll bring him right back to the station.

I will.

"Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers,

"for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."

I'm not sure he's an angel, but still... Thanks, love.

REGAN: (ON VIDEO) 'Oh, my God, Caitlin! You're cooking!'

(CHATTER, LAUGHTER ON VIDEO)

(BIRDSONG)

Why didn't you do this last night? I'm nearly done.

Ah! Welcome to the madhouse, Samir. Sit yourself down.

Did you phone your mother? My phone does not work.

We'll sort something out.

Here you go. This is called an Ulster fry. It's traditional.

Made from the flesh of murdered animals

who, during their pitiful short lives,

were stuffed with growth hormones and antibiotics

and belched greenhouse gases that cause irreversible climate change.

OK, then.

You ready?

Yes.

(APP DIALLING)

Mama? WOMAN: 'Samir?

'Samir!' (SPEAKING IN ARABIC)

(SAMIR CRYING)

Sink with that. Have you got your bits?

(PHONE CHIMES)

Have you washed your hands? (BOYD CLEARS HIS THROAT)

Regan, this is my wife, Rosie.

That one's Daniel.

And this is Ellie. Pleased to meet you.

We've heard so much about you. I bet you have.

He's very complimentary. Mostly. He's mostly a pain

Aye, he can be that, too. Totally.

I am here, you know. Right, come on you. We are late.

We must get you around some time. Oh, no, don't feel obliged.

Right. Be safe, love.

BOYD: OK.

Right...

So, Samir's inside talking to his mother.

Can I get you a coffee or...? Yeah, go on.

Yeah.

How long have you lived here? 15 years.

It used to belong to Rosie's mother, but she got too old.

You know you can rent your old house where you grew up? It's

I do. You ever been?

No. Why would I do that?

Might help your PTSD. Who says I have PTSD?

What would you call it?

One day, Jamal and me are walking to school.

It was beautiful day,

and my little brother Amir, he runs ahead to class.

He loved school.

Then the missile came.

The army say it was a mistake, but they always lie.

I found Amir's body in the rubble.

Also my teacher, two of my friends.

My cousin lives in the UK.

Tells us how to get there and he sends us money.

We fly to Ireland, but the border police, they put us in a

with the other migrants.

We stay there for six months.

And one day, a man come. He say he can help us.

REGAN: Tell us about this man.

He is Irish. White.

30 years old.

Did he give a name?

Murphy.

Murphy. That's original.

He say for 10,000 euro he can bring us to the UK.

But we have no money, so he say if we work for him for one year

So we agree. Murphy picks us up in his van.

We hide in the back.

We drive for two hours to some wood where we must wait.

And then he leaves.

What make of van? Colour?

White. Make, I don't know. What can you remember about it?

Um...

Football boots on the mirror.

And he had a knife.

What sort of knife?

Big.

We stay in the woods that night.

In the morning, the tanker arrive with the driver and he tell

Is this the driver? Yes. That was him.

We say it's too dangerous, there is fuel inside.

The fumes, they make us sick.

Then what happened?

We drive, but Jamal he is very sick.

(BANGING) Help!

(BANGING)

Help!

(BANGING CONTINUING)

Help!

(BRAKES APPLIED)

Help!

Shut up! Please, my friend is dying.

We must get out.

If I don't take you where I'm meant to, I don't get paid.

I'm sorry. Please? I beg you.

Then what?

He, er... talks on the phone.

I can't hear what he say.

We stop for maybe one hour.

A car comes.

I hear gunshot.

(MUFFLED GUNSHOT) And then I...

I don't remember, I wake up in hospital.

We found this scratched on the inside of the tanker.

I wrote that.

What does it mean?

It means... "God forgive me."

Rosie will be back in a few hours.

Stay inside or your tag will alert the border force

who will take you straight to a police cell, no questions asked.

Understand? Yes.

OK.

Samir, I'm sorry about what happened to you and your brother. OK?

Yup.

I'm off.

I thought you were on earlies. I'm covering.

How are you getting in? I thought your car was in the garage.

Shane's giving me a lift. He's just pulling up.

See ya. (DOOR CLOSES)

(VAN DOOR SLAMS)

OK, so Fred is driving along this road when he hears Samir

He parks up and opens the hatch.

DI Regan. Please, take a seat.

Thanks for coming all this way. I'm charging mileage.

Philip is running through various possible scenarios.

OK, so I got to the part where Fred opened the hatch.

Samir tells him that Jamal is dying. He pleads with him

Fred panics, closes the hatch and makes a call. To who?

Murphy the white van man? Seems the most likely candidate.

OK. So, Fred calls Murphy who tells him to hang tight, he's on his way.

Murphy arrives, Fred tells him he's out, he never signed up for this,

that he's calling an ambulance before he's facing a double murder charge.

Thank you. They argue.

Fred pulls a gun, but he's a tanker driver not a killer,

so Murphy quickly takes it off him and shoots him.

After he murders Fred, he could've opened the hatch so Samir and

He didn't, which means he's responsible for two deaths.

So, for now, Murphy is our prime suspect.

So, we've an Irishman called Murphy who drives a white

Yeah. Can't be more than a million of those.

REGAN: I have another theory. Here we go.

Forget about Murphy for a minute.

What if there was someone else? Like who?

Someone who knew what was going on and decided to use it

There's a local election's coming up. You've someone in mind?

A friend of hers?

Love you. Love you, too.

I'm on my way.

Ten minutes.

Well, it's like we discussed, isn't it?

Uh-huh.

I'll put you on hold.

What is it? Remember the PSNI detective?

DCI Boyd? What about him?

He's playing host to that boy in the tanker.

(DOORBELL)

ROSIE: (ON PHONE) 'It's called Tabakh Roho.

'It's a lamb stew.' Bye, sir.

'He's also making her ladyship a vegetarian dish.'

Aye, it sounds good. You should keep me some.

Are you going to be late?

It's mad busy here.

Right, well, we'll see you when we see you.

Good night, sir.

SAMIR: 'We say it's too dangerous, but he say no, it's OK.

'It's empty. No fuel.

'So we all climb inside, but he's a liar.

'There is fuel inside. The fumes, they make us sick.'

(RECORDING REWINDS)

'So we all climb inside...'

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Number three.

That'll be 40 quid. Anything else?

Bottle of Scotch.

Tap there when you're ready.

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

REGAN: All right?

All right.

Pint? Yeah. Can I order some food?

Kitchen's closed. Packet of crisps then?

Bitch flavour? Arsehole?

Bitch.

(PHONE RINGS)

Regan. 'Tariq Malik. The interpreter?

'You sent me three Arabic words to translate.'

You're too late. We already know it means "God forgive me".

'Who told you that?' The witness.

'He's lying.'

What the fuck?

(GUNSHOTS)

Daddy!

(PHONE RINGING)

Regan. 'Where are you?'

I'm at home. Why?

Those Arabic words scratched on the inside of the tanker.

It doesn't mean "God forgive me". No?

The three words are three names.

Jamal, Samir and someone called Hasan. There's a third man.

'There was something was nagging me about Samir's interview.

Slow down. Slow down.

We need to talk to him urgently. I'm on my way to your house now.

No, wait. I'm not there.

Er... I'm at a friend's.

I told you you're a shit liar. Chat tomorrow.

Boyd? (PUTS PHONE DOWN)

(THUNDERCLAP)

MANDY: Hey, Ma, listen. I'm going to stay at Da's tonight.

Why? 'I need some time alone there you know.'

Are you OK? 'Yeah.'

I called Shane, but he's not picking up.

'If you see him, can you ask him to collect me in the morning?'

Sure.

She knows.

Olive.

Best part, the salt.

Daddy!

This looks so good! You know, I could get used to this, Samir.

Mum?

(SCREAMS)

Utility room now!

Daddy!

Boyd, if you're gonna fall off the wagon, at least do it with

Look, I appreciate your concern, but you stay out of this.

I'm not concerned about you.

I'm concerned about me if you go on a fucking shooting spree.

My life is complicated enough without you making it worse.

If you want to play Dirty Harry, do it on your side of the

I just want to know if it was him. He's not gonna tell you.

He doesn't need to. I just need to see if he has that scar.

He's not Harry fucking Potter. You'd have to strip search him to see it.

If that's what it takes. And when he refuses to cooperate?

You'll threaten to kill him, right?

(CAR KEYS RATTLE)

Get out! Make me.

Regan! Give me the bottle!

(PHONE RINGS)

Maybe your wife can talk some sense into you at least.

Philip? Help! Help!

'We're being attacked!'

BOYD: 'I'm on my way.'

BOYD: We know you lied to us.

If you're found guilty of assisting a fugitive, you can

Come out! Hands behind your back!

Bingo!

Did you supply Fred with that same gun?

No comment.

He's turning in. Go, turn!

Police!

Come out with your hands where I can see them.

If someone out there has a gun, we need to know about it.

Tell us about it, Sam.

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