♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ -So... Concepta's gone sea-fishing?

-She's taken Finn's place on the boat.

Said she could handle a rod as well as any man.

-Well, I don't doubt that for a second.

-When's Finn due to come home?

-I'm not sure.

Can't be that long now.

He said the treatment program takes about thirty days and he's been away nearly a month.

What's with the doll, Doll?

-I ordered it off the Internet.

It's a baby simulator.

It's as close to the real thing as humanly possible.

If we're gonna be parents, we need to know what we're doing.

-[ Baby crying ] -Shush, my wee love.

Here you go, Daddy.

[ Crying continues ] -Here, where's the off button?

[ Sirens wailing ] -What's going on out there?

-I'm not sure.

Hang onto that a second.

I'll check it out.

[ Crying continues ] [ Sirens wailing ] ♪ ♪ -What's going on, Callum?

-Distress call from the Huntress.

There's been an explosion on board.

Someone's been seriously injured.

-It's being towed in now!

-But Barry's on that boat.

And Concepta.

-And Shay.

-Yeah.

Exactly.

Where's that ambulance?

-Has anyone told Siobhan?

-No!

-I'll tell her.

♪ [ Laughter ] [ Cellphone buzzing ] -Oh!

-Ah, leave it.

We never get the place to ourselves.

-I'm a doctor.

Nicole.

What can I do for you?

Yep, I'll be right there.

-What is it?

-The boat Shay went out on.

There's been an explosion.

One person's seriously hurt.

-Alright, I'll drive you.

♪ ♪ -Poor Brendan.

-What happened, Emma?

-We'd only just got out onto the open water whenever the engine blew up.

Brendan was standing right next to it.

I tried my best to pull him away from the flames.

-Emma, Emma...

He is in good hands.

-I wanna go with him.

-Yeah, no problem.

Hey.

Did you two see what happened?

-No, not really.

We just heard the explosion.

-It would have wakened the dead, Marlene.

I thought my time had come.

-Young Shay, he saved the day.

Grabbed an extinguisher.

Put the fire out.

-You can let go now, Mum.

-No.

-It's fine.

-No, never.

-Here, what's this I hear about you being a hero?

-I just did what anyone else would.

-Do you want me to give Finn a call?

Let him know what's happened?

-Well, he's in recovery.

Last thing he needs is more stress.

-Sorry, Siobhan, is it okay for you to take a look at Barry and Concepta?

-Of course, yeah.

Why don't we do it in The Commodore?

-Right, I'll get them inside.

-Thanks.

You too, son.

-Hey.

Um, look, there's something else I didn't really want to say in front of Mum.

-What?

-You know The Skipper?

Um, Emma, Emma Bradshaw.

Look, before the explosion, I saw her just swigging something out of a bottle.

Pretty sure it was drink, vodka maybe, I think... ♪ ♪ -Someone should let Jim Murdock know.

It's his boat after all.

-I rang Jim.

He didn't pick up, but I left a message.

-Brandies on the house.

For medicinal purposes.

-I never touch Brandy, as a rule.

But I'll make an exception today.

-Oh, you just force yourself, love.

-Oh, yes, please, I'll take one of them!

-Ah!

You can you make us both a strong, sweet cup of tea, please?

-Of course, babe.

-[ Baby crying ] -Clint?

Clint!

Go on!

-No!

-What?

-Not like that!

-What is that thing?

-Uh, a trial run.

Before they become parents for real.

-It's beautiful what you're doing for those two.

Having their baby for them.

When are you taking the pregnancy test?

-After work today.

-I'll light a wee candle for you.

-Thanks.

-How come you're so gung-ho behind all this?

-A child needs love.

You, of all people, should know that parenting is about more than giving birth.

-That's very open-minded of you, Concepta.

-Marlene.

Can I have a word?

♪ Shay thinks he saw Emma Bradshaw drinking vodka before the explosion.

And I spoke to the fire investigator.

He reckons the engine's been faulty for some time and that a competent skipper should have known not to set sail.

-Or a skipper who wasn't drunk.

Emma's gone to hospital.

So, can you head over there with Callum?

-Of course.

-Thank you.

-Yeah.

-How's my surrogate today?

-Well, I'm not pregnant yet, if that's what you're asking.

-As if.

♪ ♪ -[ Sneezes ] -Emma.

This is Detective Constable Al Quinn.

-Any word on your colleague?

-They rushed him down to the operating theater.

He's in a really bad way.

-Don't upset yourself.

Come and have a wee seat.

♪ -I need to ask you, Emma, have you been drinking this morning?

-No!

I had a few last night.

-Given the smoke inhalation you've suffered, will you consent to a blood test?

-I'm sorry.

That was a lie.

I have had a few nips of vodka.

The fact that I've had a drink -- that's not the reason the engine blew up.

I told the boat's owner, Jim Murdock, that it was dangerous!

-When?

-Last night.

-Do you have any record of that?

-Of course.

I left a report on his desk.

♪ -Well, Jim Murdock's here now.

So, I'll ask him.

Okay, cheers.

-Any news on how Brendan's doing?

-Yeah.

He's in surgery.

-Are you really not gonna let me take a look at my own boat?

-Not until the Fire Investigators are finished.

Jim... did Emma Bradshaw inform you that the engine was faulty?

-No.

She didn't.

-Okay.

Because she's saying that she put a report on your desk last night -There was no report on my desk.

The thing is, Marlene, Emma's not been totally... reliable lately.

-What do you mean?

-She's been drinking.

A lot.

I spoke to her about it.

She swore she'd cut down.

-Hey!

Was Emma Bradshaw drunk in charge of a boat that had my son, my mother, and Barry on it?

-Yeah, but Finn, they're all okay.

-Well, it's no thanks to Emma, by the sounds of things.

-I probably should have fired her.

But she started working for my dad when I was still at school.

-Look, we don't know that Emma's drinking had anything to do with the explosion.

So, let's just wait until the fire investigators have done their job.

Yes?

So, um, did you discharge yourself?

-I just heard about the explosion, so I had to get here.

-I heard you weren't feeling too good.

All better now?

-Finn?

-Ma!

-Ah, son... -Oh, Ma.

-Are you alright?

-I'm fine.

Tough as old boots.

-Your Shay was a hero.

He put the fire out.

-Mrs. O'Hare, I can't apologize enough.

-If I find out you're to blame for all of this, Jim Murdock, you'll be hearing from my solicitor.

♪ -It's really good to see you.

-Come here, you.

♪ -Okay, Marlene.

Thanks for letting us know.

-Emma's blood sample's been taken for analysis.

-That report you said you wrote.

Jim Murdock's saying he never got it.

-But I left it on his desk.

-You didn't e-mail it?

-No.

-What did you write it up on?

-My laptop.

Why?

-It will confirm when you wrote the report and printed it off.

-Where is it?

-At home.

On the coffee table.

♪ -What the hell?

-Leave this to me.

Looks like a break-in.

Can you go 'round the back?

Police!

♪ ♪ -Back door was open.

They removed the double-glazed window in the kitchen.

-Looks like they're long gone, but can you check upstairs just to be sure?

-Yeah.

-Police!

Anyone here?

-What's happened?

-Don't touch anything.

Can you tell me what's missing?

-The TV.

Most of my vinyl LPs.

And the laptop.

♪ ♪ -Look who I found.

-Oh!

Dad!

No way!

-Hey, what's this I hear about you putting the fire out?

-Oh, it was nothing.

-It wasn't nothing.

-Aye, you're looking well.

-Thank you.

I presume you didn't tell me what was going on because you thought I couldn't cope.

-Aye, something like that.

-Yeah, well, I'm coping fine.

Listen, I'm taking your grandmother for a late breakfast at The Commodore.

Do you two wanna join us?

-Oh, yeah, love to!

-Uh, I've got work.

-Okay.

Well, another time.

Listen, half an hour you two, okay?

See you, Siobhan.

-Dad seems really well, doesn't he?

-Away you go and get a shower.

-Aye, I can take a hint.

-I wasn't expecting Finn back so soon.

-Believe you me, I'll be keeping a close eye on him.

-Finn's dad, Gus... -What about him?

-He had a breakdown too, didn't he?

And now Finn.

-Finn is nothing like Gus.

So don't you be going putting two and two together and getting five.

Finn needs calm heads, not this... nonsense.

♪ ♪ -Emma Bradshaw admitted to drinking alcohol before she took the boat out.

-So, Shay was right.

-She's also been burgled.

-When?

-This morning.

She left home at 8:00.

-How'd they get in?

-Removed a double-glazed window in the kitchen.

-Hah, that's interesting.

Did they take any vinyl records?

-Yeah.

They did.

Sounds like the handiwork of Davey Dillon to me.

-The artist?

-Well... artist and thief.

Can you see if you can track him down for me?

-Yeah.

-Cheers.

So, what else did they take?

-The usual.

TV.

Wireless speaker.

The annoying thing was that they lifted Emma's laptop, too.

-Why annoying?

-Well, she says that's what she used to print off a report about the state of the engine of the Huntress, that she claims she left on Jim Murdock's desk.

-That's quite a coincidence.

-Hmm, exactly.

-We took some businessmen from Belfast out yesterday.

The engine was really playing up.

You can ask Brendan.

If he makes it through.

-So, you flagged up your concerns to the boat's owner, yeah?

-I wrote up the report on my laptop, went to Jim Murdock's office, and printed it off.

I left it on his desk.

-Why didn't you e-mail it?

-Jim Murdock's dad wouldn't accept e-mails.

Only a hard copy.

I suppose I've not got out of the habit.

-Did anyone see you leave the report on Jim's desk?

-No.

The place was empty.

I've a key.

-What time was this?

-About 9:00, I think.

-What time did the Belfast businessmen get off the boat?

-Just after 6:00.

-So... where were you for the three hours in between?

-In the pub.

Drinking.

-Emma... are you absolutely sure you put that report on Jim Murdock's desk?

-I, uh -- I get these... ...blackouts.

I know that I meant to do it.

I'm to blame for what happened to Brendan.

What if he dies?

♪ ♪ -That laptop going missing could be very handy for Jim Murdock.

-I spoke to the Probation Service.

So, apparently, Davey Dillon is renting an artist's studio on a farm near Ballymountain?

-What was he inside for?

-Burglary.

But since he got out of prison, he's decided he's the next Picasso.

♪ ♪ [ Knock on door ] -Is this important?

I'm a bit busy.

-Yeah.

-This is my colleague, Detective Constable Quinn.

We just need to ask you a couple of questions.

-Tell me, Davey, where were you between 8:00 and 9:30 this morning?

-Here.

Immersed in the act of creation.

What's this all about?

-A break-in.

Suspect removed a double-glazed window.

Took some rare vinyl.

-That's what I used to do.

Must be a copycat.

-You reckon?

-Sure.

I don't even have a van anymore.

How would I move the stuff?

D'ya wanna search me?

Search my whole studio.

You won't find any stolen goods here.

Only my genius.

♪ ♪ -[ Baby crying ] -Well, if it isn't my favorite pub landlady.

-Behave yourself, you.

-Can I ask, was Emma Bradshaw in here yesterday evening?

-She was indeed.

-Until what time?

-About 9:00.

I think she'd left by the time the band came on.

-Who left?

-Emma Bradshaw.

-Is there anything else you can tell us?

-Yeah, she almost forgot her laptop bag.

-Presumably because she'd had a skinful?

-Hmm... -Aren't you a bit old to be playing with dolls?

-Very funny.

[ Door opens ] -Finn!

Good to see you, pal.

-How are ya?

How are ya, Callum?

-Not too bad, boss.

I gotta run.

Duty calls.

-So, you back for good?

-Well, we're taking each day at a time, right, Ma?

-But you'll be in here around lunchtime?

-Barring earthquakes, yes.

-Good lad!

-Hey!

-Mucker!

How're you doing?

-Mate.

-Good to see ya.

The big question, is Marlene pregnant?

-She's doing a test after work.

-Ah... -Nicole's a wee bit highly strung at the moment.

-Clint Devine-Dunwoody!

-Yes, my darling?

-How come I just found the baby in the cupboard?

-Because she's doing my head in.

-You won't be able to do that with a real child.

-No, he won't!

-[ Baby crying ] ♪ -Now that Finn's back in town, will he be moving into the family home again?

-I wouldn't have thought so.

What?

-Oh, it's just there's been a lot of chat.

About you and Siobhan.

People say you took advantage of Finn's illness to make a move on his wife.

-There is nothing going on between me and Siobhan, alright?

I have offered to move out, more than once, but Siobhan and Finn have both asked me to stay put.

♪ ♪ -Finn... -I need a word.

-How's your mum doing?

-My mum is fine.

Listen, I want you to tell me the truth.

Did you have a drink this morning before you took the boat out?

-When I woke up.

Hair of the dog.

I took a wee bottle of vodka on the boat too.

-What?!

-Me having a drink, Finn, that's not why the engine blew up.

-That doesn't make it right.

-I know that!

-Look, we've been mates since school.

If you're not coping, you could come to me.

Fair enough, might be a bit rich coming from me, but look, in the end, I managed to reach out for help.

-What happened this morning, I reckon it's the shock I needed to stop me drinking.

♪ ♪ -Sarge!

-Yeah?

[ Clears throat ] -Take a look at this.

Rare vinyl.

Matching the LPs that were stolen from Emma Bradshaw's house.

-So, you've tracked down the person who's selling them?

-I have.

Calls himself Jack Yeats.

I looked him up and guess what he is?

-An artist.

Brother of the poet.

Have you tracked this Jack Yeats down?

-Better than that.

I've posed as a collector of rare vinyl, and I'm meeting him in twenty minutes.

-Uh, where's Al?

-Dunno.

He said he had something to sort out.

-Good work.

♪ [ Door unlocks ] ♪ -I take it you've seen Finn.

-Yeah.

Listen, Al...

I've been thinking.

Maybe you should move out after all.

-So, Finn can move back in?

-This is his house.

Niamh and Shay are his kids.

The man's recovering from PTSD, for goodness sake!

How did I end up here, Al?

It's a total mess.

-You were leaving Port Devine, remember?

Heading back to Belfast.

Then Finn nearly died in a car crash.

-And ever since, everything's out of control.

-So, take the control back, alright?

You're right.

You and me and Finn... it's a mess.

So, let's get out of here.

Go to Belfast, like you were intending.

-But what about the kids?

-Well, they aren't kids anymore.

We can get an apartment.

They can come.

Move in.

If -- If that's what they want.

-How are we going to afford that?

I have just put all my money into the GP Practice.

It's gonna take a while to get that back.

And you're even more broke than I am.

-If I can find a way, will you come with me?

♪ ♪ ♪ -You alright, Davey?

-Alright.

Just meeting someone, but I can't see him.

-That wouldn't be The Vinyl Junkie by any chance?

-Yeah.

You know him?

-It's me.

I'm Vinyl Junkie.

-There's, uh... been a mistake.

-Stop!

[ Grunts ] -So much for you not having a van these days.

-More LPs.

And a TV.

Where's the laptop, Davey?

-Don't know what you're talking about.

I never saw a laptop.

♪ -We've checked the serial number on that TV and the list of missing vinyl that Emma Bradshaw gave us.

The property we found on you is a match.

-No comment.

-The officers also recovered two hundred quid in cash hidden in your glove compartment.

-It wasn't "hidden."

-Is that what you got for selling Emma's laptop?

-No.

I sold one of my paintings.

-Who to?

-The buyer wishes to remain anonymous.

-I'm not surprised.

♪ -So, Davey definitely broke into Emma's house.

But swore he never took her laptop?

-That 200 quid, he could have sold it.

-Yeah, 200 quid is bit too much for a three-year-old laptop.

What I'd like to see is Davey's phone.

See who he's been talking to.

-What're you thinking?

That the laptop was stolen to order?

-Exactly.

Question is, who's been doing the ordering?

Emma or Murdock?

-Davey had his phone on him when we had a look around the studio.

Maybe it's still there?

♪ -So, what are your plans, son?

-I haven't really decided yet, Ma.

-But you're back for good, right?

-I'll get us some coffees.

-He'll be staying.

Don't you worry.

-Just reminded Mrs. Devine-Dunwoody why she married me.

-Ah, that's too much information.

-I needed to take her mind off all this baby stuff.

-She's a lucky woman, you're a very handsome guy.

-Thank you very, very much.

-Seriously, look at him.

Giving it the big "I Am."

That was a bit of a damp squib.

The baby crying put Clint off his stride.

-Did you really just tell me that?

-Taylor, would you mind baby-sitting for me on Friday night?

Barry's organizing a big charity dinner at the whiskey distillery.

-Baby-sitting?

For a doll?

-Well, yeah, the point is to do it for real.

Like it's -- Like it's our child.

-[ Baby crying ] -Okay.

For 50 quid.

[ Crying continues ] -Deal!

This child's starting to get on my nerves.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ -Look what I found in Davey's "studio."

-The phone?

-Yeah.

-Great work.

Presume it's locked?

-Yeah.

I'll speak to the Cyber Support Unit.

You off out?

-Yeah, I need to speak to a witness in that stalking case.

-What witness?

-Mary McPherrin.

I'm on the mobile if you need me.

♪ ♪ [ Engine revving ] ♪ ♪ -Since when have you been mixed up with Donnie Kesson?

He's a dangerous man.

-I can handle Donnie.

Have you got that police intel he's after?

-Before I give you this, I need to know what you're planning, if someone were to get hurt -- -It's victimless.

A robbery.

Donnie just wants to know if he's being investigated or not.

Make sure the coast is clear.

Of course, if you don't... want the thousand pound?

-I definitely want the thousand pound.

I'm moving to Belfast.

This proves that Donnie is not the subject of an active operation.

♪ [ Cellphone buzzing ] ♪ What's up?

-Just wondering when you'll be back.

Marlene wants to talk about the Emma Bradshaw investigation.

-I'm just finishing up with this witness.

-Mary McPherrin?

-Yeah.

I shouldn't be long.

♪ ♪ -These two calls here, Davey.

Who were you talking to?

-Don't remember.

-Really?

Let me give you a clue.

That number is registered to Jim Murdock's office.

-Is it?

-Right.

Let me tell you what I think happened.

Jim Murdock paid you 200 pounds to break into Emma Bradshaw's house.

He was after the laptop and he told you to make it look like a burglary.

Am I getting close?

-[ Snorts] You're off your nut.

-Did you ever stop to think why he wanted that laptop?

Hmm?

Emma swears she wrote Murdock a report telling him that the engine on the Huntress was dangerous.

This morning, that engine exploded, leaving Brendan McKenna very badly burned.

-He's in intensive care.

They're saying his chances are 50/50.

So, tell me, Davey, where did you meet Murdock to hand over the laptop and get your 200 quid?

-The car park of the Dew Drop Inn, on the Ballymountain Road.

-When?

-Quarter past 10:00.

♪ ♪ [ Engine revving ] [ Horn beeps ] -What are you doing here?

-Charming.

-Are you surprised that I'm not over the moon to see you after what you put me and my dad through?

-I am sorry about that.

Which is why I've brought you this.

-The paintball gun.

-You can put the ATM robbery behind you.

-Thanks.

How's your mum?

-Still in prison.

This is goodbye.

Like I said to your dad, you won't be hearing from me again.

-You've spoken to my dad?

-Aye, we did a last bit of business.

Later.

♪ [ Engine starts ] ♪ ♪ ♪ [ Radio beeps ] - Papa, Delta, two, two.

Jim Murdock has just pulled up.

♪ -What's going on?

-Jim Murdock, I am arresting you for conspiracy to commit burglary.

You do -- Stop!

-Whoa!

-Jim Murdock, I am arresting you for endangering a ship and its passengers, conspiracy to commit burglary, and perverting the course of justice.

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.

-We're looking for the laptop.

Can you tell us where it is?

-Don't know what you're talking about.

-Uh-huh.

Keeping your hand in, aye?

-Just the right place at the right time.

I owe you an apology.

-No, you do not.

You nearly died in a car crash, Finn, and that clearly triggered all sorts of trauma.

You just need some time and space to get over it.

And when you're ready to come back, we will all welcome you with open arms.

-Even Callum?

I think he feels I let him down.

-Ach!

Callum loves the bones of you.

Come on.

♪ -This is a print-out of the report Emma left on your desk yesterday evening.

-Where did you get that?

-Off Emma's laptop.

Which we found in the bin outside your office.

-It's now with forensics.

Will we find your fingerprints on it?

Why didn't you just carry out the repairs on the boat?

Rather than sending it out to sea with passengers onboard?

-I've got a kid and another on the way.

I couldn't afford the repairs.

I haven't even paid the insurance premiums.

In the two years since my dad died, I've run the company into the ground.

-A man was very badly injured.

He nearly died.

-I'm sorry.

♪ -I spoke to the hospital.

Brendan has life-changing injuries, but he's gonna pull through.

-It's one thing trying to cover your negligence, it's another doing your best to make sure that Emma took the blame.

-I panicked -You told a pack of lies.

And that's unforgivable.

♪ -Charge sheet for Jim Murdock.

-Cheers, cub.

-Sarge.

Do you know how long Al is planning to stay here?

-No.

I hope it's forever, though.

With the Inspector off sick, Al's played a massive part in keeping this place going.

Why d'you ask?

-It just seems like everything's gone wrong since he arrived.

-You can't blame Al for Finn's breakdown.

-I don't.

-That call we made to Occupational Health may well have saved Finn's life, and we have Al to thank for that.

♪ ♪ -Hey!

You heard about Brendan?

He's gonna pull through.

Marlene called.

Jim Murdock's been charged.

-Whatever Jim did, I was the skipper.

I should never have taken that boat out.

-And you're gonna have to pay the price for that.

What have they charged you with?

-I've been charged with endangering a ship.

They're still waiting on the blood alcohol test but... you should know, I've made an appointment to talk to my doctor.

About my drinking.

-Now that sounds like the first step on the road to the rest of your life.

-So, you're all sorted now?

-Well... ...people think I've just discharged myself, but... the truth of it is, the residential program ended days ago.

-Why didn't you come back before?

-'Cause I let people down, badly.

Colleagues.

Family.

What's the point of being here if people can't trust you?

-Give them a chance.

-How come I can talk to you easier than me own family?

-Because I'm a fellow screw-up.

[ Both laugh ] -D'ya wanna come to The Commodore for a soft drink?

-Too much temptation.

Thanks, Finn.

-Any time.

♪ ♪ -[ Baby crying ] -Shh.

I've fed you.

I've burped you.

I've changed your nappy.

Why will you not stop crying?

-Here, give that child to me.

-[ Crying stops ] -There we are.

All settled.

-What if I'm just not cut out to look after a baby?

I had a goldfish once.

It didn't even last a day!

-It'll be different when you have your own.

-Will it?

Even if I don't actually give birth myself?

-That makes no difference.

Believe you, me.

-Thank you.

You were great with Kiera.

-Kiera wasn't a baby.

That was all dressing up and -- and tea parties.

-Not dirty nappies and sick.

♪ -Och.

-They want this baby so much.

-[ Sighs ] -I think I'm pregnant.

-What?

I thought you were taking a test this evening after work?

-It's just a hunch.

I've been queasy all morning.

-You don't look very pleased.

-It's just, earlier on, Jim Murdock was running straight at me.

I dodged out of his way to "protect the baby."

-Oh, sure, that's perfectly natural.

-Aye, but I can't spend the next nine months only doing half the job, can I?

Carrying someone else's child.

What the hell was I thinking?

-I wanted a princess.

A mini-me.

Not a... screaming... boking baby.

I'm really sorry, Clint.

I think we've made a terrible mistake.

-[ Sighs ] ♪ ♪ -How would you feel about me moving back to Belfast?

-Um... Well, you know, I...

I love you being here, Mum, but that might be a good idea.

-Really.

Why?

-I just think you and Dad need some space.

But here, you know, Belfast is not so far.

You can get there and back in a day, easy.

-Get where and back?

-Belfast.

Mum's moving town.

-Tell me you're not moving to Belfast with my dad.

-And what makes you assume -- -I know you're an item.

Dad told me.

You can't move to Belfast with him.

You don't know him.

-Of course I know him.

-You think you do.

I love my dad, but you haven't got a clue what he's really like.

Or what he's done.

♪ ♪ -Alright, Clint?

-Alright, mate?

-Can I ask you a question?

-Aye, sure.

-What's your opinion of Al?

-Mate, he never misses a chance to flirt with Nicole right in front of me.

If you ask me, he's a sleazy git.

-He's having it away with Siobhan.

-He's not.

-I asked him straight out and he denied it.

But I saw him.

He was all over her, the night Finn had to go to hospital.

-And all that bull he chats about being their best mate.

-[ Baby crying ] -I think the baby needs changing.

-Callum, never have children, because you'll never get a minute's peace.

♪ ♪ -Boss?

Can I have a word?

-I thought you weren't speaking to me.

-Why?

-Well, because I was responsible for getting you injured, Callum.

-That's all forgotten.

-Really?

Why were you being so strange earlier?

-Because you were with Al.

Look, I know you go back years, boss, but he's not the man you think he is.

-What do you mean?

-He's passing confidential police intelligence to criminals.

He's a corrupt cop.

-[ Laughs ] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪