Mum? What time is it?
It's early.
I have to work, go back to sleep, if you can.
Love you.
I could hear you laughing.
Well, it was funny.
Did we get away with it?
It's too soon to say.
Do you think she knew?
I guess we'll find out.
I'm gonna need that cup back because, it's my favorite
Well, you can see why.
Well... do you want to arrange that now?
I mean, that would make it a straight-up, premeditated...
- A date. - Yeah.
We could square up to it- it's a grown-up thing to do.
What do you think?
OK, but first let's have a really, really serious
think about the benefits of sneaking around.
*CREDITS*
So the classic Dionysian festival would happen in spring
when the wine had become fermented,
and it was warm enough to wear a toga, or whatever.
It would last for days.
There'd be animal sacrifices,
and wild dancing, gallons of booze.
An-an orgy behind every Acropolis.
I mean, as a god he's got a lot going for him. Dionysus.
But all that divine ecstasy could quickly switch to brutal rage,
and partygoers might find themselves
strangled, or torn limb from limb.
Or just chucked in the Clyde
like this one.
Hmm.
The victim is Paul Gilbride, 55.
Self-made property developer,
celebrating his wedding anniversary.
His body was spotted floating in the river around 1:20am.
From the lacerations around his wrists and ankles
it doesn't look like he came off the boat accidentally.
Right. So who's that?
His wife. Her best friend's with her.
Everybody else has been bused to the Center to be interviewed.
Not even a death sobered them up.
Yeah.
See, I don't mind that because you get different sorts
of answers when they're drunk.
Hi...
Yeah.
I mean, it's like a Dionysian blessing.
We'll be back shortly, Mrs. Gilbride.
So this is the possible crime scene.
Catering staff were in and out of here all night
except for a period of about an hour
when the door was locked from the inside.
- Huh. - Which coincides with the time
Paul was seen coming below deck around half-past midnight.
Looks like someone wanted to make life difficult for forensics.
Mmm-hmm.
And that window's the likely exit point.
OK. Let's have a look.
What we got?
Er, blood here.
Blood.
Erm...
Oh, hello.
- There you go. - Thank you.
Some water.
Sorry.
Champagne, and the shock.
It's fine.
Is there anybody who might've wanted to harm your husband, Mrs Gilbride?
Everybody here was a friend.
The neighbor wasn't very friendly.
He punched Paul in the face.
Who was that?
Agamemnon Yiannopoulos... Mem.
He's aways behaved like a real gentleman.
Except tonight.
There's no record of Mr Yiannopolous being checked off the boat.
Well he must've snuck off.
I would if I'd whacked the host.
- Auntie Gaynor. - Gio.
My son's going to drive us home.
I take it we're free to go?
Uh huh.
So looks like the neighbor also owns a farm.
Well I've wanted to murder most of my neighbors.
- His car's here. - Hmm.
His quadbike isn't.
- Huh. - And it looks like he's continued the party.
Hey Charlie-boy, yeah? You want to play with me?
OK, yeah, come on then.
Come on there, Mem.
If you've come to stop me, you're wasting your time!
Shots fired.
- No, I've come to talk, Mem! - Send us backup immediately.
Are you friends of that rat? Huh?
No, no.
I'm a police officer.
I'm here about Paul Gilbride.
A street thief has more integrity than that man!
I would have made a lot of money from my turbines.
And he, well he stopped you?
When your neighbor, he comes to you and he says
"don't put up the turbines on your land,"
"there's going to be a lot of trouble,"
it's going to bean eyesore,"
you listen to him.
Well, he put up his own!
Waited for me to be out of the country for a couple of months.
I was burying my mother.
Mem! Mem, don't... Don't make things worse for yourself!
He stole my deal!
If he deserved what you did to him,
you can tell us all about it, back at the station.
How dare he? I didn't even manage to wipe the smirk off his face.
Yeah, he wasn't smirking when they zipped up the body bag.
Huh?
Ah. Okay.
Paul's dead, Mem.
Ahh, okay.
So, Mem didn't do it.
He'll be in court tomorrow on firearm charges,
but he has an alibi for the murder.
He didn't want to wait for the scheduled stop
after they pulled him off Paul, so
Mem disembarked via the water.
- He jumped off the boat? - Mm-hmm.
Impulsive guy.
Luckily for him, he was caught on quayside CCTV
emerging from the Clyde a good half an hour
before Paul went below deck.
Meanwhile, the boat's CCTV is proving less fruitful.
The camera was deliberately pushed away.
Well, somebody didn't want to be seen.
And forensics have confirmed Paul's blood at the storage room,
but they're not hopeful of recovering any usable DNA,
as well as the water on the floor,
it was a thoroughfare of catering stuff.
What about the pendant?
It's a St. Christopher, patron saint of, well, everything.
Sailors, soldiers, bookbinders...
There's pictures online of Paul wearing it.
Ripped off during the attack?
I'd say so.
That's him and his wife, Gaynor.
Paul's body seems to have been caught up in tidal currents,
suggesting he came off the boat here,
just westward of the tidal weir.
The boat went on to make a scheduled stop
half an hour later, here.
Convenient moment for our murderer to make an exit.
Yeah, but only two people signed of the boat
when it docked there... Paul's godson Gio MacGowan, and
someone called Veer
who's not on the guest list.
They got off at Mavisbank Pier.
Why would a murderer sign out?
Peer pressure.
Oh, I don't know if this is anything, but
Paul's offices were robbed three days ago.
Well let's ask his wife about that.
And someone should pay a visit to Gio,
because he was his mum's lift home,
so it's weird he left early.
And then let's find this other guy, oh, who, who signed out.
Veer....
Veer...
Yep, sure.
I know that meeting a guy called Mem will have given you
some kind of Ancient Greek kicks,
but... you were shot at today, are you all right?
Fine.
I have, er, access to a therapist.
Oh, okay, so that's back on, is it?
Mm hmm.
But it's high security clearance.
So Morgan doesn't know.
I don't think so. Probably not.
I mean, she might have guessed.
Who knows?
He's not like this as well, is he?
Little bit.
I think you find it more straight forward
when someone has a shotgun on you.
So, Aeschylus wrote Agamemnon
in honor of Dionysus, as it happens.
It's about a king who murders his daughter.
Not that he meant to.
He was due to send an army to Troy,
but the goddess Artemis wouldn't let the wind blow,
so his ships were just...
stuck in the ocean.
He gave his daughter as a sacrifice so the wind would blow,
and, you know, he could go off and enjoy himself
and, in my view, that's very bad parenting.
So I've thought about this, um, "sneaking around" thing now
and I think it should probably stop.
Mum was having fun.
I wasn't.
I tried to tell her I was leaving,
but couldn't find her.
And when did you last see Paul?
Don't remember.
Early on?
Would you be happier for us to take your statement at the station?
Now?
Aye, that'd be great.
You'll want to take your jacket.
It's supposed to protect the wearer.
St. Christopher bore the weight of the Christ child across the river
though it nearly crushed him.
So Paul was wearing the pendant that night?
He never took it off.
His father gave it to him.
Do you know anything about the break-in at Paul's office a few days ago?
Paul said he knew who took the money.
I was hoping I'd find you resting.
Don't fuss, Carmela.
Paul didn't tell the police he suspected anybody.
He didn't want anybody getting into trouble.
I think it was somebody
he knew, and liked.
Did he tell you who?
I've got that sedative for you.
But perhaps we could finish our enquiries first.
I thought it could be Doug McRae.
He and Paul were at loggerheads over a bit of business.
Doug McRae's on the list of guests at the party.
If Paul excluded anybody he'd ever had a business dispute with,
we'd have had no guests.
Where was this taken?
The boat we were on for the party.
You should've seen the leaky rust bucket that Paul bought.
We were amazed what the boys had achieved, weren't we?
We had a guest who signed themself on and off the boat
with the name "Veer."
Do you know who that might have been?
I think you should go now.
You might want to think about what's helping your friend
right now, and what isn't.
I lost my husband
less than a year ago to cancer.
This woman was a rock for me then,
so you'll understand why it's my job to protect her now.
I do. We'll continue this later.
Why would I steal money from my own godfather?
Because he's loaded,
whereas you're still living at home with your mum.
I moved home when my dad got ill.
The money you saw is my savings to buy my own place.
Oh, your cash-in-hand earnings?
And you just happen to be counting
through the day after your godfather was murdered?
Decided to get my affairs in order.
Did you argue with Paul? Is that why you stole the money?
We barely speak to each other.
What, not even that night?
There were a lot of guests.
But you weren't just any guest,
your parents are best friends.
Paul wasn't a friend.
He made out to be.
How come?
Look,
I just wanted off that shitty boat.
So I left, okay?
You all right Mr. MacGowan?
All right, we're suspending the interview at 1300 hours,
He's going to get the medic.
Relax, Gio.
Just calm down.
Ma'am?
Hey!
Your mom's on a call.
Can you get this to Erin?
I'd take it myself, but
I don't know how to get in touch with her without this.
Why do you have my sister's phone in the first place?
She left it at mine this morning.
Mum doesn't know she stayed over, so...
I suppose my parents don't either.
Thanks, for making me an accomplice.
So, don't arrest yourself.
Morgan! Something happen?
I was... missing you.
Aww, that's nice.
I've just had to release a suspect who we've somehow
made breathless with our lack of evidence.
- OK, well you're busy, so... - No no, that's fine, come on.
We'll have a chat.
Erm...
I'm seeing Jake. Sort of, casually.
- Oh. - Yeah, after we... bumped into each other
at that exhibition.
It wasn't entirely my fault,
cos you'd left us alone, in fact.
So in, anyway...
That's not fair. Erm...
It's me. Not you.
Anyway, uh, he,
he came over, last night.
Last night?
I know. Sneaking around behind your back
is, erm...
unforgiveable.
It's not that bad.
Jake says there are all sorts of implications
because he was your therapist.
For one week.
It's no big deal.
So, maybe, erm, we could
invite him round for dinner tomorrow?
OK, big moment.
Is that...too big? Is that too big? It's too big isn't it?
Big moment for your cooking.
Yeah, you're right.
I haven't cooked, really, since the mid-90s.
When you last had a boyfriend.
Oh!
Oh, it's so painful, here.
It's harsh.
It's accurate.
It's very very harsh.
We need to see who Paul met up with over the last few days.
He had a relatively quiet week,
couple of site visits.
And Gio MacGowan? Why were they meeting?
I think it was a social thing because Paul's wife was there too.
Though, Paul was in a stinking mood that afternoon.
Did he and Gio have a disagreement?
Actually I think he was grumpy because Gaynor started talking about
- changing the party venue. - How come?
Don't know. Paul talked her down,
I'd've been raging if he hadn't.
I had to organize the whole thing.
Did Paul tell you who he suspected of committing the break-in?
He didn't suspect anyone.
It was just a random theft.
Sorry about all this,
Paul just didn't see mess.
I clean it every Monday, and by Friday it's like this again.
Do you know Doug McRae?
No.
I mean, a bit... to say "Hi" to.
Was there some sort of dispute between them?
I don't think so.
Hm.
Does this have all of Paul's past contracts stored on it?
Last five years.
All right, we're going to need to take it.
'Course, let me just unlock it for you.
Was this card here last week?
- It's a lawyer's card. - No.
It's not from these.
_
It's all yours.
Thank you.
Thanks for your help, Louise.
I think I may have tracked down Veer.
One of the waiters from the catering company called in sick,
and sent a replacement.
What do we know about him?
Caterers said he was a bit of a weirdo.
We're looking for him.
OK. So people on the boat
who we're interested in...
replacement waiter,
Veer, missing,
Doug McRae, supposedly in dispute with Paul,
although there's nothing about him on his laptop.
Hang on... So, is Doug the mug?
Yeah, yeah.
Wait, has anyone spoken to him?
He hasn't been home since the night of the party,
but the neighbour says that that's not unusual for him.
- The secretary said she knew him. - We're looking into that.
And should we be speaking again to Gio MacGowan?
He implied he barely saw Paul
but he was at his offices three days before he was killed.
Carmela would have us believe that they're all one big family,
but that's clearly not how Gio sees it.
Running out of stuff here.
Well maybe their relationship shifted after Gio's dad died,
so let's take a look at that.
And what about the, erm... the lawyer's card?
It's a personal injury firm.
There's a partial number on the card,
so we're cross-referencing Glasgow firms.
Maybe someone got hurt
on one of Paul's renovation contracts.
Or the lawyer had a premonition that Paul would be involved
in an accident and it wasn't his fault.
What've you got?
A postmortem.
Cause of death...
cardiac arrest.
So he didn't drown?
No.
But they did find some water in the lungs
and it wasn't water from the Clyde.
Black fibers, found in his mouth, throat and lungs
from a cloth held over his mouth,
lacerations on his arms and legs,
consistent with him being restrained.
Bottles of water at the crime scene.
Was he waterboarded?
My money's on the stapler.
Don't feel you have to look after me.
I'll stay as long as you want.
Waterboarding is calculated and precise,
but this one looks kind of amateur.
I'm guessing they used a couple of cable ties to keep him under control.
Plus, he died of a heart attack during it,
so they might not even have meant to kill him.
Do you think they were after information, and it went wrong?
The Inquisition was the first to used waterboarding.
They weren't interested in information,
just an admission of guilt.
So you think Paul had something to confess?
Mmm, haven't we all?
My wee sister stayed over at yours the other night.
I mean, they were pretty cozy at the time, but...
Which time? What?
When they came over to mine.
But I did know that they'd started seeing each other.
Right.
Er, so...
I wonder if they saw, erm...
Right.
But I mean, I was also...
OK. Right.
O-kay. Yes.
Yep.
Right.
Erm, that's...
'Kay.
Yeah.
Well that was lovely. Very subtle.
Thank you.
Really delicate flavors.
- Again, thank you. - Very light.
- Understated. - OK, I get it.
Consistent.
You're competing for the best way of saying "bland?"
- Very good. - He did really well, he've had
- years of practice. - Well that was really good, honestly.
Thank you.
- Did you say there was ice cream? - There is.
- Did you make it? - I did not.
What a shame.
May I use the bathroom?
First on the left.
Is this OK for you, Morgan?
He's funnier than he was in the therapy room.
So I invited him 'round
in the spirit of openness.
You okay?
I'm making a pitch for the "spirit of openness" here,
and I'm inviting you to be similarly...
open.
I think he really likes you.
Don't change the subject,
I've opened myself up here.
Erm...
- it's a cupboard. - What?
First on the left, it's a cupboard.
Sorry.
Hang on.
- You can go in the Loch if you want. - Don't go in the Loch! Hello?
We've got the waiter's address.
Ok. Send me a text, I'll meet you there.
Slight change of plan. Erm, I'm really sorry.
That's fine.
Second on the left, spirit of openness.
I didn't work on the boat that night.
I had a stomach bug I couldn't shake,
is why I offered the shift to Veer.
Do you have an address for him?
Oh, he's my flatmate!
He's no left the flat since.
This is the police.
You need to open this door.
Want me to force it?
Er, uh...
Oh, there's no lock on it.
He knew we were coming.
He put up his own camera to watch the CCTV on the street.
I think it would make sense if you do as many mushrooms as he does.
Check out the position of the street camera.
Shunted like the boat CCTV.
So what state was he in, when he came back that night?
I stayed out of his way,
he can be pretty scary when he's high,
which recently is all the time.
You might want to take a look at this.
Veer's internet search history.
Do you want me to explain the rules again for you slowly?
Just be clear when we're starting.
Can't say "yes" or "no," and we're starting now?
Are you a therapist with a specialism in Childhood Trauma?
Ye-you bet.
Well you don't have to sound so cheerful about it!
Are all the questions going to be this personal?
You'll have to see.
- Have you been married before? - Once, is that a problem?
Not necessarily.
- Were you mean to her? - We're still friends.
- Have you been married before? - I'm 15!
Because I think you're hiding something from your mum.
Hey, no follow-ups. Is my mum your girlfriend?
I'd like her to be.
Even though you've tasted her cooking?
Harsh! Well you've had more than me... and you've stuck around!
Do you worry about dating a detective?
I thought you said "no follow-ups."
- She went to work during dinner. - She's got an important job.
Are you OK with us being together?
I'm fine.
Is it important what I think?
Very important. To both of us.
I miss talking to you, actually.
Well, it's not the same, though.
Us talking here, and us talking in my office.
Feels the same. I like it.
But it can't be the same, Morgan.
Not if I'm with your mother,
you understand that?
Yeah.
I said "yes"!
You win.
You cooked a what?
It's a kind of Greek stew.
Did you say what it was out loud?
No, I only read the recipe, and I was rushed.
And, yeah...
I hadn't really thought what it sounded like.
"Kokkinisto."
Hm...
I mean they covered it really well,
but it was literally all anyone could think about while they ate it.
Meal seemed to go on for hours.
I'm just wondering if it was worse than doing beef stifado.
God, no.
So, Veer's left us high and dry.
Except he's the one that's high. It seems he's...
He's hooked on hallucinogenic drugs.
Flatmate's going to call us at the first sign of him.
Think he's our killer?
I think he's taken so many mushrooms
he doesn't seem in control of his actions.
- Are you on your boat? - Uh huh.
I left Jake having ice cream with my daughter.
Free therapy, clever.
Listen,
Doug McRae was in dispute with Paul,
he was refusing to pay for shoddy work.
His files were deleted from his laptop
the day we requisitioned it,
I think we should pay the secretary a visit.
Sure.
What did you cook for dinner?
Egg and chips.
Nice.
- Did you eat all the ice cream? - We saved you some.
- Has Morgan gone up to her room? - Mm-hmm, an hour ago.
Do you think it would be OK if we...?
Oh right, OK. Erm
yeah, sorry for running out, I should have said that first...
No, it isn't that.
- Morgan and I had fun. - Uh-huh.
She's delighted to have her old therapist back.
Ah.
Well, the first time talking out of your office was going to be weird.
Yeah, true.
And it probably doesn't help that
she's not yet connected with her new therapist,
- it's just a question of... - Timing.
I know.
So Agamemnon sacrificed his daughter
because he need a sailing wind,
but if he'd just waited
it would have come, and he could have had it all.
Yeah.
So we wait til the wind blows.
Like Agamemnon should have done.
Our usual trick here is you send me home with some stew.
So you have to come back to return my, erm, Tupperware.
Yeah.
I already miss those times.
Tupperware Times, best times.
Huh...
How long did you agree to wait?
Didn't put a time scale on it.
I'm sure you'll manage, there's lots of distractions.
- You didn't kiss him. - How do you know?
- Then why aren't you with him? - Well maybe I will, be now he's free.
He's not here.
Oh.
Erm...
Is that...?
Doug McRae.
Yeah.
OK, I'm going to badge it.
Do you want to do the Greek stew gag or shall I?
What, Stifado or Kokkinisto? Mn...
- I'd go Stifado. - Yeah?
So you stole money from Paul's safe,
gave it to Doug, staged a break-in,
and then deleted all Doug's files to cover it up.
It's not stealing when it's money Doug was owed.
Except you kept an extra grand for yourself.
I work hard for Paul.
Oh. A bonus.
Did Paul see it that way when he confronted you?
He liked having one over me,
it made him feel powerful.
Did he try to sleep with you, Louise?
Paul loved his wife,
it was his only redeeming feature.
And even if he had tried it, I'm not that tacky.
All right.
This is a photograph of you on the night he was killed.
Can you describe your outfit for the tape?
- It's a black maxi dress. - Mmm.
Black fibers were found in Paul's mouth and lungs.
And your dress was described as "torn" by the end of the evening.
Did you hold it over his mouth
as you poured water down his throat?
I could never do that.
And it would've been easier to cable-tie his ankles,
the wrists, as part of this abduction.
Then you'd be free to teach him a lesson.
Until his heart gave out.
We know that you were below deck at the time Paul died.
I wasn't anywhere near him.
I can prove it,
and the reason my dress was ripped.
Just let me have my phone.
We know the time-stamp clears Louise and Doug.
You don't need to watch to the end.
Is there a name for people who go at it as much as this much in public?
Er, yeah, I believe they call them, erm... "young."
Veer's shown up at his flat, and he's kickin' off about the change of locks.
I'll come with you.
Syd, you open this door!
You open this door, Syd! You open this door!
Hey!
This is my home!
You made me do that shit!
Why can't you just leave me alone, eh?
Open this door!
I don't think you're going to get in that way.
Mind your own business.
This is my business, mate.
I'm a police officer.
You, you should arrest Syd, for locking me out of my home!
Well, let's clear this up at the station, and maybe I will.
Ugh...
I just want a quiet life.
- To be unwatched. - I hear you, mate, I do.
So, come on, we'll talk it through,
and I'll get somebody to look at that hand, hmm?
Come on, your almost there.
It's all right.
That's it.
- No, you don't just want to talk. - Veer! Stop!
Stop watching me. Looking...
Stop looking at me.
Stop watching me...
OK, OK, it's all right.
Just take a breath.
So, the medics won't be finished with Veer anytime soon.
It's not just his hand that's messed up, he's taken a lot of drugs.
So he admitted moving the CCTV camera on the boat?
Yeah, he's done it all over Glasgow,
he thinks he's being watched.
He denies killing Paul, but to be honest he has no motive.
Well, we're digging into Paul's past to see who might.
Lots of small scale stuff, and the odd unpleasant eviction,
but nothing to warrant a waterboarding.
Paul's pendant is engraved.
- The one found at the scene wasn't. - Really?
So who's pendant do we have?
Gaynor said Paul's pendant
was given to him by his father.
Maybe Paul did the same for his godson, Gio?
And the registrar emailed this morning,
with Gio's father's death certificate.
It's a form of cancer called mesothelioma.
That's a nasty one, that's caused by
inhaling asbestos, I think.
How long does it take to develop?
Could be decades.
Mesothelioma leads to an excess of liquid in the pleura,
which can make a sufferer feel like they are drowning.
So pretty much how it might feel to be waterboarded.
I need to talk to Gaynor, and I need you to be elsewhere.
Carmela, can we have a wee chat, is that all right?
Thanks, Michael.
Why did you tell us this was Paul's?
There's no engraving.
- I didn't notice. - But you did, you checked the back.
Who does it belong to?
It's Gio's.
Paul always meant to have it engraved for him,
but never got around to it.
Where's Paul's St. Christopher?
Bottom of the Clyde.
Did Gio's dad help renovate Paul's boat for the Millennium?
Was that where he was exposed to the asbestos
that caused his cancer?
Carmela and I wondered, but the men always denied it.
What about Gio?
Did he think helping Paul with the boat was the reason his dad died?
I know it was.
But, dad didn't help Paul strip the boat,
dad did all of it.
Paul stayed well clear.
Everyone insisted the cancer wasn't caused by that boat.
Dad couldn't accept his best friend would put him in danger.
I'm sorry, auntie Gaynor, but it's true.
I... can't
There's a box in the other room.
I'll go.
I need a minute.
You were angry with Paul.
He took your dad from you.
He took more than my dad from me.
You stripped the boat too?
No, Gio was at school.
I was suspended... for fighting.
Dad said he would keep it secret if I worked hard enough helping him.
But you're not...
No.
It was just the asthma flaring up is all.
I was diagnosed last week,
with mesothelioma.
My wee boy.
Why didn't you tell me?
I didn't want you to fuss over me...
the way you did with dad.
And you confronted Paul in his office?
I thought he'd be devastated,
but he was only worried whether I'd sue.
I didn't want his money.
I just wanted a lawyer to find out if Paul knowingly
put me and my dad in danger.
You wanted a confession.
I didn't kill him.
Your St. Christopher was found in the room where Paul was murdered.
Gaynor's identified it as the one Paul gave you.
I had thrown it at him,
at his office,
when I told him I was dying.
Really?
Auntie Gaynor knows that,
she was there.
Mrs Gilbride? Mrs Gilbride?
You were pictured wearing a black scarf that night,
but you weren't wearing it when I met you.
I lent it to Gaynor.
She's gone.
I know where you'll find her.
After sacrificing his daughter, and winning the war,
Agamemnon stepped off that boat to a hero's return,
all organized by his wife.
She greeted him in front of the crowds with smiles and sweetness,
took him inside, laid on a spread,
waited until he was in the bath...
then strangled him and stabbed him.
Never underestimate a wife's capacity for revenge.
Can't see any sight of her?
Would she come here?
She tried to change the venue, when she found out about Gio.
How can you have a party on a boat
that killed Gio's dad and now him?
She wants this boat under the water.
I'll check downstairs.
Stay back!
Oh...
I know you hate this boat,
and all it means.
But don't do this to yourself,
- or me. - Then get off the boat.
Did you get your confession?
Did he know the boat was dangerous?
Yes, he knew, of course he did!
You didn't mean to kill him.
OK? When his heart gave out. You had to improvise,
you're improvising now!
I loved Paul so much.
When he bought Gio the St. Christopher...
I put it 'round his neck,
so the weight of what he'd done to that child would crush him.
Tell Carmela I'm sorry.
It's okay.
It's okay, I've got you.
You're back early.
You been smoking?
No. Michael has.
I'm about to go out, actually.
Tell me, don't tell me, it's fine.
There's a school thing.
Or it's an Erin thing.
I get it.
Some things are simpler when they're secret.
So what happened with Jake?
We've decided to take it slow.
Cos of me?
Cos of us.
Go and enjoy your time with Erin.
You'll need those if you're coming with her.
I mean, the wind's blowing a bit, isn't it?
*CREDITS*