01x03 - Episode 3

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Oi!

I just can't believe

it. And it was kids?

- Come on! Come on!

- Oh, God, help us!

I promise you, I will get you answers.

Now, that's more than

the police will do.

- So, he was working for Morris?

- He was working for Morris.

I'm in the process of buying

a piece of real estate.

- No.

- An island, to be precise.

Isle of Eris.

Seems like Jared might have

been planning to start a new life

- with his mistress.

- What?

Let's say you found out that

he was planning to leave you.

Well, that's a pretty

strong indicator of motive.

Until we know where Lexie Noble

fits in the bigger picture,

I don't want Morris to know

we've made the connection.

So I need you to tread very carefully.

- Can you do that for me?

- Yes, sir.

It seems that your

husband, my friend, Jared,

was helping himself to my money.

£28 million in total.

So, how do we get the money back?

You'd basically have to go

through the company registers

of every legal jurisdiction.

There's hundreds of them.

OK. So, what do you need?

Secure browser, encrypted email?

Maybe this will help you concentrate.

Mrs Noble. I'd like to speak to you

regarding your relationship

with Cal Morris.

We might be more comfortable

speaking in the car.

- I'm not getting in your car.

- All right.

Then can I ask you to take

a look at this, please?

What can you tell me about this picture?

Because it looks to me as though

you're accepting payment from Mr Morris.

- Sorry, what is this?

- I just want to talk.

How do I know you're

even a police officer?

I've shown you my ID. My

colleague can confirm

No, you've accosted me in a car park,

and you expect me to

start answering questions?

- You could be anyone.

- Let's just take a breath, shall we?

We're here because I

believe it's safer for you

if no-one knows we're talking.

So, how about I tell you what I

know and then you fill in the gaps?

We know that Jared has

been receiving payments

through a number of shell companies.

You do know it's perfectly legal

to operate through a shell

corporation, don't you?

We also know that those shell companies

ultimately belong to Cal Morris.

And given Mr Morris'

involvement in criminal activity,

then the work Jared has been doing

would be classed as money laundering.

My husband was not a criminal.

You're saying you were

unaware of their relationship?

I'm saying I don't know

what you're talking about.

Yet here you are with Cal Morris.

You must realise the position you're in.

Facilitating money laundering

carries a 13-year custodial sentence.

You are a partner in a firm

that's received several payments.

I haven't worked there full-time

since my daughter was born.

They'll still assume that

you knew what Jared was doing.

They already think you had him k*lled.

DI Royce has you well

and truly in her sights.

Well, she's wrong.

She's completely wrong.

Maybe so, but she's

got quite a reputation.

She's nothing if not tenacious.

You're an obvious suspect

with motive and opportunity,

and if she sees this

well, it just confirms that

you know the kind of people

that can get that job done.

And why are you telling me this?

'Cos I think you and

I can help each other.

You have access to information

that would be very useful

to my investigation,

and I can intervene on your behalf,

convince the higher powers

that DI Royce is barking

up the wrong tree,

if you help me.

Do you have your phone with you?

Yeah.

I'd like to give you my number.

Fine.

Put it under Marie, OK?

Anyone asks, it's an old school friend.

Here.

There's a garden centre off Ferry Road.

It's a good place to meet. There you go.

So, think about what I've

said, and in the meantime,

say nothing to DI Royce

about your husband or Morris.

I'll be in touch.

Look after yourself.

All right, ladies and gentlemen.

Time is ticking by.

We need progress on Noble's K*llers.

Do we know any more

about the m*rder weapon?

Er, yeah, the pathologist confirmed

that Noble's injuries were most

likely caused by a kitchen knife.

So a dagger-shaped

blade with a pointed tip.

But she couldn't be any more specific,

and that's a pretty common design, so

Who's looking into the mistress?

Er, yeah. Erm, not good, ma'am.

So far, I've located a

76-year-old in Kirkcaldy

and a teenager that moved

to Canada a year ago.

Both called Sarah Blaine,

but neither seem likely.

OK. Erm, PC Naylor,

did you run those background

checks on Lexie Noble?

Yes, ma'am, but I haven't heard

back from all the agencies yet.

OK. All right, everyone. Back to work.

- Ma'am?

- DI Royce.

So, there's no sign of any

insignia or g*ng colours

on Noble's attackers.

Do you have anything that will

help you identify the boys?

- Nothing so far.

- Hm. That is frustrating.

OK, well, you'll let me know as

soon as you get something, yeah?

- I want to be kept across this.

- Of course, ma'am.

Right, do you have the footage

from the two cameras on

Frensham Road, around 8:10?

So, on the morning Jared was m*rder*d,

Lexie Noble was meant to

be going to the gym, yeah?

Yeah. Well, that's what she said.

OK, well, we see her here,

possibly on the way to the gym,

but once she makes

this turn, we lose her.

- Parked up to spy on the au pair.

- Hm.

Right round the corner

from where Jared is stabbed.

Maybe she just wanted to make sure

her husband was in the right

place at the right time.

I wanna talk to her again.

Didn't Guthrie say that we should

Yeah, well, this isn't

Guthrie's investigation,

and I think that woman's lying to us.

Hello? Mrs Noble, this is DI Jean Royce.

Could you come down

to the station, please?

There's some more

questions we need to ask.

Really? What about?

You may want to bring your solicitor.

- You OK?

- MIT are pulling in Lexie Noble.

Thought you said they were backing off.

Yeah, I thought they were.

We're just trying to understand

a few things, Mrs Noble.

OK.

You said you parked in a side

street to watch out for your au pair.

Yeah, that's right.

So, is that something

you do often, then?

Spying on people?

- No, of course not.

- For heaven's sake.

Because it suggests

- you've got quite a suspicious nature.

- Sorry. Sorry to interrupt,

but have you actually made any progress

in investigating my husband's m*rder?

Because there were four boys

in the middle of the

street in broad daylight.

How can you not have

identified any of them?

We're working on it.

We're also working to identify the woman

your husband may have

been sleeping with, but

what I find interesting is,

you didn't ask me about her.

- Why would I?

- Why indeed.

Especially if you

already know who she is.

Jared wasn't having an affair.

Oh, come on, Mrs Noble.

He bought two tickets

to Miami with this woman.

We know he was leaving you.

I don't care what you think you know.

I knew my husband.

He was loving, and caring, and generous.

He would never have

done anything to hurt me,

and he would never,

ever have left his kids.

Except, he has now, hasn't he?

Because someone decided to end his life

and leave those children

without a father.

So who was it?

I asked you before

about Jared's clients.

What is Royce playing at?

This is not what we agreed.

Is there anyone your

husband was working with

who struck you as a bit off?

I told her she could only ask

questions about the m*rder,

- not Morris.

- Let's just see how it plays out.

Someone you only met briefly?

No, like I said, it's

just a normal client list.

No-one you'd class as dangerous?

No, absolutely not.

Stevie. Stevie.

Billy tells me that you've been

mouthing off about Jared Noble,

saying you know who had him k*lled.

Those were your words.

That's what you said.

- And now you claim you know nothing.

- Please, Mr Morris

And it's really pissing me off.

You have to believe me.

It was just big talk.

A few too many bevvies.

I don't know anything.

That's the thing, no-one knows anything.

But it wasn't anyone

local, I'd swear to it.

There's too much respect.

The Morris name, man,

you didnae mess with that.

I tell you, in the old days,

no-one wouldnae touch one of your men.

I blame all these new chancers,

young guys thinking they

can wreck your business.

No sense of history, d'you ken?

You got any names in particular, Stevie?

Don't have one. I don't.

- Who are the boys that stabbed him?

- I don't know.

I don't.

Back to work, Billy.

Oh, don't give me

attitude. Get in there.

Come on, then, son. Let's go.

Ready Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

All right, Stevie, last

chance. Give me a name.

Don't have one. I don't, I swear.

Fine. Go ahead.

Argh

I don't know.

I really don't know.

I'm sorry, I just think it's disgusting.

The idea they're

treating you as a suspect?

I mean, freezing your bank

account, for God's sake.

- Is that really necessary?

- This is how the police operate.

They pursue the line

of least resistance.

It's a lot easier for them

to go after a grieving widow

than to actually track

down the real k*ller.

Don't they need to

come up with a motive?

Oh, they think they have one.

Apparently, they think

Jared was having an affair.

- That's ridiculous.

- I know.

But they've got restaurant receipts.

- What?

- Nothing.

Row.

No, it's rubbish.

It's just

Suzi Lawrence said she saw

Jared having lunch with a woman

a couple of times in the Grassmarket.

OK.

Well, she'll have just

been a client, won't she?

That's what we said.

- When was this?

- Couple of months ago.

You know what Suzi's like. People

just love spreading rumours.

They see a man laughing

with some young blonde

- and immediately jump to conclusions.

- Oh

They just assume the worst.

I wish I hadn't mentioned it.

Honestly, it's fine.

He's already agreed. The

whole thing's a done deal.

- I know.

- So what's he doing meeting

with the bloody locals, then?

It won't be a problem.

Too right it won't be, 'cos

we have an agreement here.

- Look, look

- Yeah, we know.

No, no, no. Well, I've bought it.

We'll sort it. We'll sort it.

Does he think I don't

know what he's up to? Huh?

This lord, or laird, or whatever

the hell he calls himself,

he accepted my offer. He

cannae just change his mind.

He's saying he's no longer

bound by the agreement

because the funds weren't transferred.

He agreed to extend the bloody deadline.

He did. Trouble is, it's given

the island community group

time to put in their own bid.

Are you telling me that a

bunch of geriatric crofters

have managed to pull £2.5

million out their arses?

No. There's no way they'll

be able to match your offer.

So what's the problem?

He wants to be seen to be

doing right by the community.

Giving the residents a chance to

try and put together the funding.

But don't worry

the lawyers are on it.

- They'll talk him round.

- Oh, they'd better.

Here. Looks like you could use one.

Place next door does a good macchiato.

Oh, thanks.

You found my money?

Er, not yet.

Thanks.

I'm gonna trace it by finding

the duplicate companies.

But, erm, not every jurisdiction

has an online database,

and the ones that do

are sometimes incomplete.

I haven't started yet

because you told me to wait

for additional security measures.

There's a VPN on there already,

but you'll need to plug this

in every time you use it.

It'll keep the search history private.

OK. Erm, I'm also gonna

need an email address with

- Oh, my God.

- Jesus Christ, woman.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

All over the place today.

- It's OK, I can still I can still read it.

- Leave it.

Leave it! He can print

you out a new one.

It's not one of the

statements from the bank.

We've got digital copies

of the fake ones, too.

All conveniently accessed through

the portal your husband set up.

Jared told me it was

a new piece of software

where I could look at all

my accounts in one place.

Looks real, doesn't it?

Take off £28 million and it would be.

Is this fake?

Complete and utter bollocks.

Convincing, though.

We couldn't see the cash was missing.

Jared could never have created this.

He just He was

useless with computers.

That's why you should

let me talk to Kaz,

get him to decrypt it, track

the IP, find the source.

Of course, that's exactly what we need,

one of your druggy hacker

pals poking around my accounts.

You got any other great ideas?

So, if it wasn't Jared, what, then?

He had someone working with him?

I don't know, I just know that

he couldn't have created this.

Was there some kind of

geeky tech guy in the office

that could do this kind of thing?

No, not really. We use

an external company,

and we just call someone

in if there's a problem.

What external company?

I don't know, but there'll

be records in the office.

- I can check.

- Good. You drive her.

He's giving everyone a hard time today.

How come? Has something gone wrong?

He doesn't like it when

he can't get what he wants.

- Here, you'll be needing these.

- Thanks.

Oi.

Get your stuff together.

We're nearly there.

Ah, thank you for joining

us. Please, take a seat.

OK. So, I've been fully

briefed by DCI Guthrie.

He's made me aware that Organised Crime

are in the midst of

an ongoing operation.

Cal Morris and Lexie Noble.

Routine surveillance on

Morris' house picked it up,

and it appears to confirm our suspicions

that she is, in fact, working for him.

Therefore, DCI Guthrie is asking

that we exercise extreme caution.

I know, but both Noble and

Morris are people of interest

in a m*rder investigation. We

need you to keep your distance.

At least for just now.

And this, erm, theory of yours

that Noble was the wronged wife

that you keep on pushing.

Is that going anywhere?

We're still following up on

hotel and restaurant charges.

We've also got a waitress

who recalls seeing Jared

with a fair-haired woman.

Was it a romantic dinner?

No, actually, it was a lunch.

So, she could just be a client.

It's a possibility, but we

won't know until we find her.

Well, I suggest you

should be focusing on

- the boys who attacked him.

- I don't think DI Royce needs

either of us to tell

her how to do her job.

No, of course. As long as she stays away

from Lexie Noble's

connection to Cal Morris,

we won't have a problem.

Think we can manage that, don't you?

Yes, ma'am.

I just have a couple of questions.

About IT support?

Well, yeah, basically.

'Cos it's not really my area.

I usually just call someone.

OK, I just was wondering if

we still use the same company.

We've used several.

They're all hopeless.

OK, but did Jared ever

deal with them personally?

- Like, the IT guys?

- Erm, no, I don't think so.

Usually just gave me his laptop

and then asked me to ring someone.

Right, sure.

I could give you the

number, if you like.

I'll warn you, though, they'll

take forever to ring you back.

No.

Actually, though, erm

I've been going through Jared's diary

and there's a couple of lunch meetings

where he hasn't put the client name.

It's a place in the Grassmarket.

Would Katie have the record of those?

No, I don't think so.

He never really told

us who he lunched with.

- OK.

- Is there a problem?

No, no, it's just, erm

- just a mystery, that's all.

- OK.

Sir, erm, I've just seen an

article about the island sale.

Yeah, I'm way ahead of you.

But if the laird accepts the

community group's offer

We're screwed.

I am aware, which is why I'm

accelerating our timeframe.

Are you going to meet her?

That's my intention, yeah.

Er, well, erm, should I be there?

No, I don't think so.

I can explain the documentation we need.

I will record the meeting and you

can listen in to what she says.

But I'm meeting a covert source.

My covert source. It's

not a bloody ride-along.

- Are you new?

- No. No, of course, OK.

So take a look at this other bid

and see if we can pull it apart.

I feel for you, Mrs Noble, I really do.

You have found yourself

in a bad situation,

and I'm sure you're just

trying to hold it all together

for the sake of your kids.

So I wanna help you.

But in order to do that,

I need to offer my bosses

something in return.

I know. Well, what?

Well, we just need you to

act as our eyes and ears.

Pass on any information

that may come your way.

What kind of information?

Well, there is this, for starters.

We know Cal Morris is

trying to buy that island,

and we think Jared was helping him.

Is that why Morris approached you?

You help me, Lexie, I'll help you.

Yeah.

He He asked me to

help with a transaction,

but I didn't I didn't

even know who he was then.

- I

- OK. Good.

Well, I'm very interested

in linking Morris

to the purchase of this island.

According to this, he's

not buying it any more,

the residents are.

Well, if he doesn't,

we'll need to think again.

But Mr Morris usually finds

a way to get what he wants.

And in this instance,

well, it would help our

investigation if he did.

So, ideally, I need you to get

me copies of paperwork, emails

I can't No, no, no. I can't do that.

They watch me all the time.

I can't take anything in or

out. I can't even have my phone.

You don't understand,

this man has threatened

the life of my little girl.

- If he finds out

- It won't be for long.

You cooperate with us,

I can guarantee you will

be in a stronger position.

This isn't just about

the m*rder investigation.

There's also the money laundering.

You help us, and you'll be able

to negotiate a shorter sentence.

There's even a possibility

of immunity from prosecution.

But you can't guarantee

he won't k*ll me.

If I do this, I'm taking a massive risk.

You need to promise me that you

will protect me and my family.

I'm not talking about

immunity from prosecution.

We are going to need witness protection.

Otherwise, no, forget it.

OK.

That's fair enough.

You get us what we need,

help us ensure Morris buys that island,

and we will look after you.

I promise.

So, do we have a deal?

Yeah, OK.

Good.

Urgh. How the hell could

you have missed this?

I don't know, sir.

I carried out searches on

both "Lexie" and "Alexandra",

but somehow, it got lost.

All right?

This better be good. I haven't

even had time to shower.

You look fresh as a daisy, ma'am.

Lexie Noble has a record.

- What?

- Somehow, Naylor missed it on the CHS check.

I mean, Lexie was 15 at the time,

so she would have had it

expunged, but even so

What did she do?

She only had her

boyfriend beat up her dad.

- What?

- Yeah.

Gave him a right going over, apparently.

Dad ended up with broken

ribs, multiple stitches.

Lexie was convicted for conspiracy

to commit serious as*ault.

Look at you, eager beaver.

Listen, I've got to get

this. You head up, yeah?

Hm. OK.

Hey, babe. You missing me already?

Morning.

What are you doing in here?

- Er, I

- Where's Aaron?

- I'm not sure.

- Sorry, did I did I miss something?

- Did I ask you to come in here?

- No.

- You go where I tell you to go.

- Got it.

I just I've got some information

that might help you buy the island.

So, erm, I've been looking

at the terms and conditions

of the grant that the

community group applied for,

and I think there's been an error.

Erm, basically, their bid relies

on half a million in funding

from the Settlement Initiative.

But that required them to confirm

that every member of the committee

had been resident on the island

for a minimum of 183 days per annum

for the last three years.

And then I found this article,

and it says that two

of the committee members

only returned to the

island 18 months ago,

when they came off the rigs.

So?

So I don't think they

qualify for the grant,

which leaves the path

clear for you to buy it.

- You been up all night doing this?

- Yeah.

- See, it's just there.

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

So, is it true?

Is what true?

About what you did to

your father. Is that true?

'Cos, I mean, if it is true, that

oof, that is hard-core. That's

That's cold.

How did you find out about that?

Do you think I got to where I got to

without having some

coppers on the inside?

Please, credit me

with some intelligence.

So, tell me, tell me.

Is it true?

- So, the mother came down in person?

- Aye.

Clearly keen to talk.

Alexandra was

Well, she was always

such a sweet little girl,

you know, so helpful.

- When she got older

- The teenage years.

Her father and I, we tried everything.

But in the end, we just

well, we just couldn't

make her listen to reason.

And that's when she

fell in with that boy.

He was a lot older than she was?

He was 19.

And that's when she started

the drinking and the smoking

and God knows what else.

Her father had put his foot down.

He told her she wasn't

to see him any more,

and that she wasn't going anywhere

till we knew we could trust her.

The very next day,

that boy followed my

husband home from work

and nearly beat him to death.

So

you believe Lexie was behind it?

I know she was.

She had him wrapped

round her little finger.

He only did what he did

because she told him to.

Lexie, are you in there?

What is it?

Kaz says he can meet us in half an hour.

Who?

My tech guy. The big man OK'd it.

He's gonna hack this

banking portal for us.

- Er, right, OK.

- Come on, let's go.

- Kaz, this is Lexie.

- All right? How you doing?

Hi.

Here, the new design

for the dating website.

You were right, man. We're k*lling it.

He's a business genius, this guy.

- Er, mate, look, this is the portal we need you to trace.

- Right.

OK.

Not bad.

It's a bit clunky

but it gets the job done.

I like to be a bit

more creative, you know?

It's the small touches, fonts,

colours, that kind of thing.

You know, you should

really come to me next time.

This is just dull.

Oh, mate, hold on.

I need you to track the IP address, OK?

Find out where it's hosted.

That's what I was just doing, bro,

but it bounced it around

all over the place.

Proxy servers and all that sh*t.

Someone knew what they were doing.

Sorry, man.

Fine. Let's go.

Ma'am. Ma'am, have you got a minute?

Er, hm, not really.

I've got a court booked at 7:00.

Lexie Noble's got a conviction

for conspiracy to

commit serious as*ault.

What? Why am I only

hearing about this now?

There's also concerns

regarding her whereabouts

- at the time of her husband's m*rder.

- Oh, for God's sake.

So, in light of this new evidence,

I'm really gonna need to

bring her in for questioning.

The thing is, will you tell

DCI Guthrie, or shall I?

Bed for you, mister.

I'll get it.

- I'll get it.

- I'll get it.

Hello, Alex.

And this must be Donny.

I just want to meet them.

How did you get my address?

Well, the policewoman asked

if I needed a lift home

- What policewoman?

- DI Royce, I think her name was.

She asked me to come down to the

station to answer a few questions.

Right. I was

I was too embarrassed to tell

her I didn't know where you lived.

What would she have thought?

She'd have thought I

didn't want to see you.

Oh, Alex. Do we have to do this?

- Does Dad know you're here?

- Of course.

Your father is a good man,

and he has never stopped loving you

despite everything.

You mean, despite him telling the police

I was an evil little b*tch

that needed to be locked away?

Your father could have died.

Not because of me, Mum,

and you both knew that.

And yet you let them

put me in a secure unit.

You were out of control.

I mean, we had to do something.

I was just a 15-year-old girl.

It was for your own good.

Having you take the blame

may have seemed harsh,

but you had to learn a lesson.

What do you want, Mum?

Your father and I

We read about what happened

to your husband in the papers.

Jared.

His name was Jared. He

was the man that I loved.

But we'd never been

allowed to meet him, had we?

The thought of those poor children

being dragged through all of this,

- well, we have a right

- Ah-ah-ah,

you don't have any rights here.

- Don't be silly.

- My children have got nothing to do with you.

- Well, your dad and I, we thought we could help.

- Just go.

- Will you calm down?

- No.

I would like you to leave my house now.

You have to pull the plug.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Did you not just hear what I said?

There are direct parallels

between her husband's death

and her previous conviction,

and that's not to mention the

mountain of circumstantial evidence

that's piling up against her.

Lexie Noble is now the prime

suspect in this m*rder investigation.

I understand that.

Which means that any

intelligence she provides

will be considered tainted.

You use that, you'll be

risking a cracked trial.

You promised me.

And I meant it.

But that was before we learned

about your police record.

I was a kid.

And it wasn't even true.

I didn't have anything

to do with what happened.

Even so, you were convicted of a crime

which has some very

worrying similarities

to the way in which your husband died.

Up until now, Royce

has been a lone voice.

She's had you down as her prime suspect,

but the powers that

be weren't convinced.

An existing conviction changes that.

She can now push forward

and charge you with m*rder.

This is insane.

Fact is, we are where we are.

I can't use your evidence against Morris

because it could cause the

collapse of any future trial.

I'm sorry, but I can't

help you any more.

You're on your own.

What am I supposed to do now?

What happens when Cal finds

out I've been working for you?

There's no reason that he will.

I have led him straight into your trap.

Because of me, you can

tie him to that island,

so if you act on that, he

is going to know it was me.

Like I said, I'm sorry,

but given the situation,

my hands are tied.

You b*stard.

So, why bother?

Why not just buy it myself as planned?

Well, it's a smokescreen.

It's an extra layer of protection

in case there's an investigation.

And it'll really

strengthen your position

when it comes to planning permission,

issues with the local authority,

anything you wanna do moving forward.

Look, it's gonna save

you a load of money.

What do you reckon?

It certainly has its merit.

A clever way of disguising ownership.

Can we do it on time?

Deadline's 9:30, Monday.

I mean, it's possible

if we move now.

Better get yourself

on a ferry, Malky boy.

It's "their" with an E-I, not T-H-E-R-E.

Doesn't matter, does it?

They're meant to be Dutch.

If they're Dutch, they'll

speak better English than we do.

You talk like they actually exist.

- How long?

- Meeting's any minute.

He's gonna need to have

something to show them.

And he will do. Be calm, man.

Thank you for coming.

A partnership like this is

a very exciting opportunity.

So I really appreciate you meeting me

to discuss our potential

investment in your island.

And given the situation

I know that time is of the essence.

Done.

Yeah, OK, this is good, this is good.

And it's up.

Excuse me.

Apologies.

So, let me begin by telling

you a little about my clients.

CVB Investments.

An exciting startup

from the Netherlands.

So, what, that's it? We just dump her?

- We don't have a choice.

- But you read the transcript.

Her mum practically

admitted that she lied.

It doesn't matter. Noble

was still convicted.

It's only a matter of time before

Royce finds enough to charge her.

You know what Morris will do to her.

Well, once this deal goes through,

we'll still have a way in to him.

God, I'm getting bloody déjà vu.

Thanks.

DC Khan.

Hi. We tracked the solicitor.

Has it gone through?

The purchase has, but not with Morris.

What?

The community group found

a last-minute backer.

Some investment group

from the Netherlands.

But what about Morris' bid?

He withdrew, the laird

accepted the lower offer.

- He withdrew it?

- I know. It doesn't make any sense.

Yeah.

Yeah, it does.

She's screwed us over.

What?

Don't you think it's a coincidence

that the community group suddenly

found this mysterious backer?

- Do you think it's Morris?

- I know it's Morris.

Here's to us.

And I know just who put

the idea in his head.

And I swear to God,

she's gonna pay for it.