[ Mid-tempo tune plays ] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ -This place was falling apart the last time I was here.

Oh.

[ Laughs ] One too many last night, cub, aye?

-I read that humans evolved to forget what pain feels like.

So that women don't remember the agony of childbirth.

And I think it's the same with hangovers.

-You reckon?

Ashley Hayes?

-It's Ash.

About time you showed up.

-I'm Sergeant Pettigrew.

[ Squelching ] -Ahh!

[ Clears throat ] Police Constable Callum McCarthy.

-My control room was broken into in the night and my pasteuriser was jammed open.

300 liters of milk down the drain.

Quite literally.

-D'you have any idea who -- -Ralph Morrow.

-Ralph Morrow?

-Oh, it doesn't take a genius to connect the dots.

We were gunning for the same business deal.

I won!

-Well, I can assure you that -- -I don't mean to be rude, but I've heard the spiel before.

I just need you to do your job.

That's all.

♪ -[ Sighs ] -You get used to the smell.

-I'm fine.

-This was disconnected and... well... -So how much was the produce worth?

-The milk?

-Yeah.

-Hundreds.

But it was gonna be turned into brie.

-Oh, you make cheese here?

-It's totally organic.

This was my first supermarket deal and that was worth thousands, but -- Oh, this spill makes hitting that deadline impossible.

-I'm gonna have a look outside.

-So, this used to be the Gibson farm.

-Bought it about a year ago.

-Right.

Still haven't seen you about town.

-[ Clears throat ] -I'm sorry, is there a problem here?

Have we done something to offend you?

-Personally?

No.

But I'm no stranger to prejudice from the police.

So, trust needs to be earned.

I'll need the crime number for an insurance claim.

-Sarge.

-Does this belong to you?

-No.

-No?

Let's get it bagged up.

-Yeah.

-I'll get you the crime number.

And, yeah, trust does have to be earned, so... give us a chance to earn it?

♪ -She reminds me of you... before you've had a coffee.

-[ Scoffs ] She's nothing like me.

♪ ♪ -Happy birthday, woman.

You don't look a day over 40.

[ Knock on door ] 10 points for being the first.

-Oh!

Who's getting married?

Postie dropped your mail in my letterbox.

Only three things certain in life -- birth, death and bills.

-Do you know what day it is today?

-Of course I do.

It's Thursday.

♪ ♪ -[ Laughing ] It's like watching Jamie Oliver on steroids.

-Got vegan sausages for Niamh, the lot.

Need youse fed and watered today if we're gonna pull this off!

-Are you sure this is a good idea?

-Sure!

My ma's gonna be so distracted thinking we've all forgotten her birthday that a surprise party in The Commodore won't even cross her mind.

-[ Scoffs ] [ Music playing nearby ] -It's been a while since you told me you want a divorce and we've barely spoken about it.

Look, A-Al and I kissed.

It should never have happened.

I feel terrible about it.

Al does, too.

-Sure, I told him I'm fine with it.

-He says you've been avoiding him.

-Well, I haven't.

Right.

Shay!

Niamh!

Your breakfast's ready!

[ Running footsteps on stairs ] ♪ ♪ -So, I guess we're here because you're trying to avoid Finn.

-No.

We're in here for privacy.

I need to know if you've heard anything from Jake.

-Nada.

I mean, he was blackmailing us.

I doubt even Jake has the guts to come crawling back.

-It's been a good two weeks now.

Looks like we're in the clear.

And I promise you I will pay back every penny to Siobhan's cancer charity.

[ Keypad beeps, door buzzes ] -Morning.

-Morning!

-I didn't know you had such a good voice, Callum.

You sounded just like Ed Sheeran... with laryngitis.

Bye.

-See ya.

So, did ya manage to woo anyone with that voice of yours last night?

-Only got to sing the one song.

Some guy was mic hogging all night.

-Let's run a check on Ralph Morrow.

Criminal damage up at the Gibson farm.

It's been taken over by Ash Hayes.

-Her and Marlene got off on the wrong foot.

-She thinks we're a bunch of idiots who can't get to the bottom of some spilled milk.

-[ Sighs ] I'm with Mum on this one, Dad.

This surprise party has "disaster" written all over it.

-Right, everybody, stop worrying.

We've got this under control.

[ Door opens, closes ] -Oh, looking good, Granny.

-Am I?

-And what's the occasion?

-There's a bit of potato bread there, if you want it, Ma.

-No, I've lost my appetite.

I was just dropping back your dish.

-Thanks.

-Well... if there's nothing else, I'll be off, then, shall I?

-Alright, Ma.

[ Crunching ] ♪ ♪ Told ya!

Doesn't even suspect a thing.

I've even got Barry to intercept the postman.

[ Laughter ] ♪ -Thanks for coming in, Mr. Morrow.

-Ralph.

And I was going to anyway.

Ash Hayes has been fly-tipping toxic waste on my farm.

-What makes you think it's Ash?

-My neighbor saw her fancy Jeep casing my farm the night the waste was dumped.

-Did you know there was a break-in on Ash's farm last night?

Her milk tank was opened and the produce relating to the business deal you two are in competition for was lost.

-I was with Trevor Lecky all night.

-Trevor Lecky?

-He owns PD Waste Collections.

He come over to assess the waste that Ash had dumped on my farm.

We ended up having a few drinks.

Ash is trying to frame me.

She's realized she can't meet the demand.

She opened her own tank.

-And why would she do that?

-To collect on the insurance!

She's overcommitted and she's trying to use me as a scapegoat!

♪ -Ashley Hayes from Dungannon, criminal damage.

Convicted just before moving to Port Devine.

-So, she moved over here for a clean start with a dirty record?

-Well, there's a familiar tale.

-Fly-tipping is brutal on the environment.

-Yeah, and feuds between farmers can get ugly.

Do you remember a couple of years ago?

53 pigs were let out on Port Devine high street.

[ Laughs ] It was chaos.

-[ Laughs ] Nicole!

I'm not here!

-What?

Wh-- -Where's my baby mummy?

We're doing the test today.

I'm sure she must've been talking about it nonstop.

-She's -- -She, er -- -She's, er -- -She's on a call.

-Oh, well, I hope it's not dangerous.

She's got more than herself to think of now.

Well, special breakfast for the surrogate.

[ Gasps ] Marlene's tummy only.

Hm!

-You know the test only takes a few -- -I know how long it takes.

[ Sighs ] What's this?

Ohh!

Unh.

♪ ♪ -That's 3.49, please, Concepta.

-Even on a day like today?

-Sure we can do you a wee discount.

-Aye, call it 3 quid.

-Don't be silly.

Why should I get any get special treatment?

There's nothing special about me.

Is there?

-Well, sure, why don't you have it for free?

A wee treat.

Just because... ...because... because we like you.

-You sure?

-Absolutely!

-Yeah!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ -Have you noticed like... an atmosphere with Finn and Al?

-I wouldn't get involved, cub.

Whatever it is, they're old friends, they'll sort it out.

Let's take this one gently.

I'll do the talking, alright?

-Locked him up and thrown away the key, then?

-Er, we have spoken to Ralph and confirmed that he was nowhere near your farm last night.

-Oh, let me guess -- a mate's covering for him.

-We can't comment on that.

-Well, you know the way out.

-We also need to inform you that Ralph has made a counterallegation of harassment, claiming that you have been fly-tipping waste on his land.

-Well, Ralph's a liar.

-So, you wouldn't mind showing us where you store your waste, then?

-Do you have a search warrant?

-No.

But show us, and we can put this allegation to bed and get back to investigating your case.

♪ ♪ -[ Sighs ] ♪ -These barrels have the same markings as the waste tipped on Ralph's farm.

-But it's not me tipping it.

-Can I ask where you were two nights ago?

-Here.

-Can anyone verify that?

-Do you see anyone else?

-[ Sighs ] Ashley Hayes, I'm arresting you for harassment.

-[ Scoffs ] -You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense if you do not mention, when questioned, something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

♪ ♪ -[ Scoffs ] These could've come from anywhere.

-A witness saw you near Ralph's farm on the night the waste was dumped, the markings on these barrels match your waste, and you have no one to corroborate your whereabouts.

-You know, before I moved here, I was being harassed and your lot wouldn't do anything about it.

-We know you have a record for criminal damage, but that's not -- -You don't know anything about me.

-And you don't know anything about us, but you seem to have our cards marked.

-Do you just use the one waste-collection company?

-The one guy, more like.

Trevor.

He comes every time and... -And what?

-He keeps coming on to me and he makes these...jokes.

-What kind of jokes?

-You could say homophobic, but the way he does it, I dunno.

-You're gay?

-Do you have a problem with that?

-No.

We can't be homophobic.

Marlene's gay.

-Look, between Trevor's jokes and his impersonation of "The King," he's doing my head in.

-The King?

-He's some kind of singer, I think.

-Is there anything at all you can give us that proves you weren't near Ralph's farm on the night the waste was dumped?

Anything, like a -- a petrol receipt or a bar bill?

-[ Sighs ] I was with someone... but she isn't out yet.

-Ash, you can trust us to keep information confidential.

-I'm sorry.

But...

I've principles when it comes to this stuff.

-Is this the same Trevor Lecky?

-[ Scoffs ] Yeah.

-This is the guy who was hogging the mic last night at karaoke.

♪ ♪ -Hello, hello.

-Trevor Lecky?

-Come on on in.

♪ [ Clears throat ] The King.

Not a woman in the world wouldn't fall at his feet.

I don't want to brag now, but I would consider myself the best impersonator in Port Devine.

-That's... That's quite the claim.

Can we ask where you were last night?

-I went over to assess the waste on Ralph's farm.

-Ralph Morrow?

-Aye.

We got drinking and I woke up on his sofa this morning with my shoes on, but no socks.

[ Laughs ] [ Coughs, pats ] [ Clears throat ] -You two friends, aye?

-Well...I feel sorry for him.

The fly-tipping's driving the poor fella mad.

And he's right, you know.

-He's right about what?

-The waste is coming from that woman, Ash's, farm.

-There must be a lot of farmers round here who use those chemicals.

-True.

But she should be generating more waste than we're collecting from her.

-What do you mean?

-I've been in this game a long while and her numbers don't stack up.

♪ -[ Laughs ] [ Balloon pops ] [ Laughing ] -Would you stop that, please!

-[ Sighs ] -[ Laughing ] -Do you have a boyfriend, Taylor?

-No.

Nothing serious.

Why?

-Just...good to know.

Isn't it, Shay?

[ Cellphone vibrating ] -Everything okay?

-Yeah.

I-I've got to go.

I'll see you tonight?

-Definitely.

-Bye.

Hi, Concepta!

-Concepta.

-Are Shay and Niamh in there?

I wanted a wee word.

-Ah, you've just missed them.

And I'm actually on my way to a meeting about becoming partner at the GP practice.

Er, I'm in a -- I'm in a wee bit of a rush.

-You must've straightened things out with Finn, then.

-Ah, it's a work in progress.

[ Laughs ] Talking to your son's like trying to get blood from a stone.

[ Laughs ] -Well, you can hardly blame him for being distant.

You were kissing his best man two weeks ago.

Give him time.

[ Door opens ] [ Door closes ] -Really, Mum?

Al?

♪ [ Door opens ] ♪ -Yeah, I know Trevor.

Comes in once a month, for karaoke.

-Aha!

There she is, Police Sergeant Pettigrew.

I've been looking for you all morning.

Will we, er, go grab the test?

-They're working, sweetheart.

-Let's stick to the plan, eh?

We'll do it together after work, yeah?

-Why don't you make them a coffee?

-'Cause caffeine's really bad for the baby.

-What time did Trevor leave the karaoke?

-Oh, he was steaming drunk.

I stopped serving him around 11:00.

-So, Trevor's lied.

He wasn't with Ralph.

Oh.

-Hot chocolate?

-[ Laughs ] Meet you back at the station, cub?

-Right you are.

-Yes, gents?

-I'll have this and then we'll do the pregnancy test.

♪ -Look, I've tried calling you several times, but you never pick up.

-Well, I am busy.

-Your mum let it slip.

-My mum?!

-[ Sighs ] Look, she didn't realize the kids were in the house.

-Hang on a second!

How does my mother know about you and Al?

-She saw us kiss.

Look, she didn't tell you because she knows i-it didn't mean anything.

-Right, so everybody is talking about this behind my back -- my mum, the kids, Al.

-I have tried speaking to you!

But you're shutting me out.

I've apologized, Finn, but I can't turn back the clock.

I can't go on like this.

So, what now?

-I'm gonna hire a divorce lawyer and, when you get the paperwork through, you'll be free of me.

♪ ♪ [ Door opens ] ♪ -[ Mouths "Sorry" ] -[ Mouths words ] ♪ -Don't make a fuss, Clint.

I'm fine.

♪ -[ Sighs ] ♪ -It can't have been easy, going through that thing.

I...

I'm really proud of you for wanting to help your friend.

But...maybe it's a sign.

-Of what?

-Well... you're not pregnant and now you have an escape route.

-Look, maybe you don't agree with this surrogacy... but Nicole is my best mate and I made her a promise.

And I've principles about this kind of stuff.

-[ Sighs ] ♪ -Is it true?!

You're divorcing Mum?

-She told you that?

Look, love... ...me and your mum have been separated for over a year.

It's a long time coming.

-So, it's got nothing to do with the fact that Mum and Al kissed?

-Mum and Al are adults.

Whatever they do is their business.

-You two are melters.

It was just a kiss!

If you love her, you could at least put up a bit of a fight.

[ Scoffs ] [ Door opens, closes ] -I did go over to Ralph's to assess the waste.

But I didn't stay quite as long as I made out.

-Did Ralph ask you to cover for him because he caused criminal damage on Ash's farm?

-He just said, "If anyone asks, say you were with me last night."

I'd no idea there'd been a break-in.

I was hungover and I wasn't thinking straight.

-Where'd you go after The Commodore?

-Home.

I went straight home.

-Can anyone verify that?

-Yes.

Roger.

-Roger.

-My spaniel.

[ Laughing ] -So...Ash said you kept coming on to her, even after she told you she was gay.

Did you lie about Ralph as revenge?

-Ash is just playing hard to get.

Deep down, I know she likes me.

-No, Trevor.

Ash is gay.

So, what about gay people, you've got a problem with us?

-I'm not homophobic, if that's what you think.

I was just trying my luck.

That's not a crime, is it?

♪ -Ralph is still insisting that it was Ash.

-And we could prove that's not true, if Ash would let us know who she was with.

-Right.

Well, I'll spread the word round the local farmers... [ Door opens ] ...make sure they contact us directly, if they spot anyone fly-tipping.

[ Knock on door ] -Tell me that one of youse has seen Concepta.

-No.

-Why?

-No.

[ Door closes ] -Nicole says that she saw Concepta getting on a bus to Belfast at lunchtime.

-Well, I'll ring her.

-No, no, no, her phone's off.

And then Dot Harper rang to tell me that Concepta has been bending her ear all afternoon.

So, how is she at Dot's and in Belfast at the same time?

-Barry, when you've driven Ash into town, did you see her with anyone?

-Ash?

Ash Hayes?

-Uh-huh.

-Er, only once.

Er, with Mrs. Emerson's daughter, Aoife.

-Right.

Oh, erm, was Nicole okay after I left?

-Well, she was certainly putting on a brave face.

-Right.

♪ ♪ I spoke to the sergeant in Dungannon.

I know about your ex.

And here, look, I understand why you don't trust the police.

-[ Scoffs ] I've always believed in being proud of who you are.

I pushed the girl I was seeing to come out.

But her family turned on her.

Her dad kicked her out.

And her brother... well, he blamed me.

-None of that is your fault.

-He started harassing me, following me.

It went on for months.

I tried the police.

-Yeah, but without evidence, you know, there's only so much we can do.

-[ Laughs ] Here.

-Thanks.

-One day, I saw his car parked in town and I guess I just snapped 'cause next thing I knew, I'd keyed it... -[ Laughs ] -...right down the side.

It turns out there was, like, eight cameras pointed right at me.

-This cheese is really good.

-Mm.

-Ash... ...were you with Aoife Emerson the night the waste was dumped?

It's just I'd like to check with her and I promise I will be as discreet as possible.

-I'll let Aoife know you're coming.

-Thank you.

♪ ♪ ♪ -I'm coming, Jake.

Two minutes!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [ Keypad beeps ] -Ash was with Aoife when the waste was dumped.

-Well, that rules Ash out of the fly-tipping.

-Hm.

-That was Dessie Brankin.

He says there's a truck on his farm dumping waste right now.

I just checked the license plate, and it's registered to PD Waste Collections.

-Okay, let's go!

-Let's go.

-Right.

[ Sirens wailing ] [ Truck beeping ] ♪ ♪ -Hey, hey, come on.

-Hey!

Stop!

♪ ♪ -Stop!

-Trevor Lecky, I'm arresting you for criminal damage on Ashley Hayes' farm and for fraud by false representation.

You don't have to say anything, but it may harm your defense if you don't mention, when questioned, something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be used as evidence.

♪ -So, you've been collecting waste from one farm and dumping it on another?

-I only did enough to pay off the interest to Donnie Kesson.

He's a loan shark from Belfast.

Nasty... nasty piece of work.

I borrowed money to buy the yard down here.

-But why fly-tip on Ralph's land?

He thought you were friends.

-Ash was new to town, too, and... their horns were locked over the business deal.

I knew Ralph would blame her.

-Why should we believe that you're not behind the criminal damage on Ash's farm?

-Because, honestly, I've nothing against Ash.

[ Sighs ] Ralph called me at 6:00 a.m... asked me to cover for him.

I only agreed because I felt guilt-- [ Sighs ] ♪ [ Crying ] I felt guilty for using him.

-He called you at 6:00 a.m.?

-Yeah.

Woke me up before my alarm.

♪ ♪ -Trevor told us you called him this morning at 6:00 a.m. and asked him to cover for you.

Is that right?

-I told you -- I knew she was trying to frame me.

-Yeah, but Ash didn't discover the break-in until after, pbbbt, 7:00 a.m.?

-Maybe it was later than 6:00.

I can't remember the exact time!

-It was 6:03 a.m., according to Trevor's phone records.

-We found this at the crime scene.

-Now, we're gonna search your house and if we find any clothing matching this material, forensics will link them.

-What about my harassment case?!

What about the toxic waste that she dumped on my farm?!

That could've made my animals sick!

-Yeah, that wasn't Ash.

It was Trevor.

Sometimes people just aren't who you think they are.

♪ -It was me.

I opened the tank.

♪ ♪ -Well, I'd be lying if I said Aoife was happy to see me.

But, look, no one will know until she's ready to tell them.

You have my word.

Ralph's been charged with criminal damage to your property; and Trevor, for fly-tipping, so... -You went to a lot of trouble to gain my trust.

Well, now you have it.

-No need to key any more cars, then?

-So long as everyone keeps behaving.

-Of course.

I'll see you.

-Yeah.

♪ -Do you like... ...like her?

-Just because we're both gay doesn't mean we fancy each other, Callum.

♪ ♪ [ Keys jingling ] ♪ -Concepta!

[ Suspenseful music plays ] ♪ ♪ Concepta?!

[ Click ] -Surprised to see me?

[ Laughs ] -You scared the life out of me.

-You took your time finding me.

-The bus to Belfast?

Dot Harper?

You had me ringing round all of Port Devine.

-Serves you right.

-[ Exhales forcefully ] -You were all trying to trick me, so I thought I'd play a wee trick of my own... ...get the party started.

-You do know that your wee Niamh is on her way to Belfast, on her own, looking for you?

And, all this while, you knew that everybody was trying to organize a surprise party in your honor.

-By lying to me.

-Because they love ya.

You...silly old goat.

See, the older I get in life, the more I understand what's important, and it's certainly not always being in control.

It's learning how to let go.

♪ ♪ ♪ -[ Sniffles ] ♪ [ Sighs ] I was just -- er -- just watching the boats.

-Watching the boats?

I'm not an idiot, you know.

And I might not show it, but...

...I'm upset, too.

-[ Sniffles ] I was just...so excited.

-I know.

-I know.

[ Sighs ] But, look... we have a month to reset, get our heads together... and then we can try again, yeah?

-There you are, love.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

-[ Sighs ] -Och, love.

-I'm okay!

-[ Sighs ] -We're just talking.

♪ ♪ ♪ -She's gone to Belfast.

-What?!

[ Upbeat Irish tune plays ] -Surprise!

[ Cheers and applause ] -She heard you two eejits talking in the kitchen this morning.

-Do you think I was born yesterday?

-What are you like?!

Well, listen, Ma, surprise or no surprise... ...this is for your birthday and also for all the support you showed Siobhan during her treatment.

-Yeah, that's something neither of us will forget.

Thank you, Concepta, and happy birthday!

[ Cheers and applause ] -Happy birthday!

-[ Laughs ] -Whee-hoo!

-Ralph and Ash are outside.

I think they're arguing.

-What?!

-Happy birthday!

[ Cheers and applause ] -Are you okay?

-Yeah.

Ralph was just telling me that he was led to believe, by a friend, that it was me dumping the waste on his farm.

-That's true.

He was.

-But part of me wanted to believe it.

Jealousy about the deal, maybe even a little...prejudice.

I'm sorry.

I'll take my punishment!

But I want to make sure you get on the shelves of that supermarket on time.

I can pull a few favors.

If you'd like the help, that is.

No strings attached!

-Sounds like a fair deal to me.

[ Laughs ] If he follows through, I'll put in a good word for him at court.

-What're you doing in town?

♪ I'll just -- I'll get the drinks in.

♪ -So, erm, what are you doing in town?

-Thought I'd see what I've been missing.

♪ -Cheers.

-You're welcome.

[ Clears throat ] -Marlene gave me the bad news.

I'm really sorry the pregnancy didn't work out.

-Ah, thanks, mate.

I tell you your ma's a piece of work.

She got a free frappuccino off me earlier on because I felt so guilty about pretending to forget her birthday.

[ Upbeat Irish tune plays ] Ahh.

You alright?

-Yeah.

-[ Exhales forcefully ] I don't know how you stand it, him getting on with Siobhan like that.

-Siobhan is free to do what she likes, and so is Al.

-Call me old-fashioned, but what about the -- the mates' code?

-Clint, any chance of you working the bar and not drinking it?

-See ya.

[ Sighs ] ♪ ♪ -Well, congrats.

You're back with Jake.

-What?

-[ Scoffs ] You know, I saw you on the back of his big motorbike earlier.

-Were you following me?

-Thought you didn't have a boyfriend.

-Don't stalk me, you creepy perv!

♪ Shay.

-Hey.

Jake?

-He's caught up with some loan shark from Belfast, Donnie something or other.

-Donnie Kesson?

Wh-Wh-What's that got to do with you?

-Jake's in over his head with Donnie and he's trying to use us as leverage.

[ Suspenseful music plays ] -[ Sighs ] -He says Donnie wants information from the police database, or he's gonna hand over the evidence from the ATM theft to the police.

-Have you any idea how much trouble I'd get in if I did that?

-He's desperate.

I saw it in his eyes.

What are we gonna do?

♪ ♪ ♪ -Finn?

Siobhan's in there, worried about you.

-Really?

Didn't look too worried to me.

-You know what, mate?

I'm gonna be honest with you.

I think you're overreacting to this whole thing.

-Is that right, now?

-You're getting divorced over a stupid kiss?

I've apologized, alright?

Siobhan's apologized.

Why don't -- Why don't you just talk to her?

-What, just go in there, tell her everything's gonna be okay, play happy family?

Does that sound good to you?

-Talk to her, alright?

Talk to me.

Scream, shout, hit me if you want to, but do something.

'Cause I am sick of you pretending that everything's fine.

-Shay!

Shay!

Shay, stop!

-Come on, the cake's about to be cut here.

-You know, you are pathetic, you really are, just -- just letting him steal Mum from right under your nose.

-Okay, that is enough, son!

I can smell the booze off your breath.

You go home and you sober up!

-It is the PE teacher all over again.

-Shay?

-Oh, no, except, this time, it's your best mate.

-Everybody, just take a breath.

-Maybe you like it.

Maybe you're just happy letting Mum sleep with whoever she wants!

-Shay!

-Go on, do it!

Do it!

-[ Sighs ] ♪ [ Panting ] -Finn.

-Al, I think you've done enough, mate.

Hey.

Talk to me, Finn.

-What is wrong with me?

What's wrong with me?

[ Mid-tempo tune plays ] ♪ ♪ ♪