01x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

WOMAN: Gardai have have put in
place a -hour protection post

outside the homes of a
prominent Dublin crime family

amidst fears of rising tension
of escalating v*olence

between rival organized-crime gangs.

[ENGINE REVS]

[MID-TEMPO ROCK 'N' ROLL PLAYS]

♪

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

Glen?

GLEN: We spotted Jamie on Wicker.

They just pulled out of Carmel Place.

I want Michael.

I'll keep on him, sir.

Just make sure you get Michael.

♪

[CELLPHONE BEEPS]

♪

♪

[FAUCET SQUEAKING]

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪

[SIGHS]

[DISHES CLINKING IN DISTANCE]

♪

[CAR ALARM BEEPS ON]

♪

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

♪

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

[SEAT BELT FASTENS]

♪

[SLIDING TABLE STOPS]

♪

WOMAN: Michael, can you take a
deep breath and hold, please?

[INHALING DEEPLY]

[MACHINE HONKING]

That's great. Thank you.

[SIGHS]

Can you see what's wrong?

♪

Dr. O'Malley will go
through all that with you

when we have your results.

Just the other doctor
said it could be epilepsy.

As I said, the doctor will
go through it with you.

For the time being,
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

♪

♪

[MOTORCYCLE APPROACHING]

♪

Come on, fool, we got to move.

Keep your eyes peeled.

[ENGINE IDLING]

♪

♪

[ENGINE REVS]

♪

♪

[MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY,
WHISTLE BLOWING]

ANTHONY: Can I at least use my own name?

♪

AMANDA: We discussed this.

Look, Larkin is my family name, so...

it's kinda your name, too.

I want to use Kinsella.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

Please.

Don't make this any harder.

[WHISTLE BLOWS, INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

I'll come visit every chance I get.

And your dad will, too...

when it's safe for him.

I thought you said
nobody wanted to k*ll me.

They don't.

They why are you sending me here?

We're just being extra careful...

to make sure that
nothing happens to you.

♪

[SIGHS]

♪

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING]

[ENGINE TURNS OFF]

MICHAEL: What's goin' on?

Where'd yous two disappear to?

I had stuff to see to.

[SCOFFS] More like, hey, presto,

"The Magician" disappears, yeah?

♪

Don't you ever f*ckin'
call me that again.

♪

I was only messin', bud.

He didn't mean it, Michael.

Yeah.

Got nothing but total respect, man.

Eric, take Kem and Fudge inside.

♪

Go on.

Go on!

♪

Yeah.

Having a meeting later.

A few things we need to discuss.

Think I'll give it a miss, Frank.

If you'd been this f*ckin' reticent

about clipping Caolan Moore,
we wouldn't be in this sh*t.

Is this still about you
trying to see your daughter?

Because that's gone now.

You think her case worker's
been talking to the cops

about your part in Moore's m*rder?

Because the papers as
good as f*ckin' named you.

He wasn't charged with anything, Frank.

Doesn't matter a f*ck.
They know he did it.

Everyone does.

No court is gonna give
you access to Anna.

Not now.

Not a f*cking chance.

You put an end to that

the moment you sh*t Caolan Moore.

The sooner you accept that,

the better for all of us.

♪

Frank can't know what's
gonna happen with Anna.

♪

Michael...

♪

[DOOR UNLATCHES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪

[COINS CLANG]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]

♪

[KEYS JINGLE]

[ZIPPER UNZIPS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

♪

♪

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Oh.

ANNA: That's disgusting.

YOUNG WOMAN: It's like apple juice.

- Not the juice I drink.
- You'll get used to it.

[DUCKS QUACKING]

Can you feel anything yet?

Just the gas.

Remember, in case they ask, we're .

How old are these lads, anyway?

I don't know, , ,
something like that.

Isn't that a bit creepy?

Not if they think we're .

They're all dying to meet you.

- I doubt that.
- No?

When Conor heard you were a Kinsella,

he said to make sure I brought you.

Why'd you tell him that?

'Cause you are.

Yeah, but that's nobody else's business,

and you shouldn't be
tellin' people that.

What difference does it make?

You don't know what it's like.

If they're not tryin' to score
dr*gs off me, then they'll be,

"Did your da k*ll your mam?

Did he really sh**t all those people?"

No one's gonna say that.

That's exactly what Jane's brother said.

- I told you this.
- No, you didn't.

[SCOFFS] Now, that's a f*cking lie.

Why are you getting so
worked up about this?

'Cause it's not your place to be
telling people who my family are.

I don't know why you're ashamed of them.

I am not ashamed of them.

I'd love family who are criminals.

It'd be deadly.

You can go on your own. I'mma head home.

Why are you being such a baby?

'Cause you're being a bitch.

The only reason you're
invited anywhere, Anna,

is 'cause you're a f*cking Kinsella.

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪

MAN: The classrooms are
all in the Swift Building.

So is the computer
lab and science rooms.

You'll soon get the hang of it, Anthony.

Simon, will you show
Anthony to his dorm,

- help him get settled in?
- Yes, sir.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS IN DISTANCE]

♪

All right.

♪

[SIGHS]

[AMANDA SOBBING]

♪

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[CONTINUES SOBBING]

♪

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

- [CELLPHONE BEEPS]
- Frank.

FRANK: Amanda, we need you
to do something for us.

[TRAFFIC PASSING]

♪

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

♪

♪

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

♪

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

[DOOR SQUEAKING]

[LOCK CLICKING]

[INHALES DEEPLY]

I have a list from Frank
of everything he needs.

We can give you now
and then the same again...

I can't do business with you.

Pretend I'm Frank.

All I'm doing is carrying
out his instructions.

Not with any of your lot.

I can't sell to yous anymore.

♪

We'll pay an extra on delivery.

You could offer me double.

It's not gonna make any difference.

Eamon Cunningham has made it very clear

that anybody dealing with your
family will be a target, too.

[SIGHS]

I'm only here out of respect for Frank.

But your business...

it's just not worth the grief.

Is there anyone else we can go to?

[SCOFFS] I doubt it,

'cause nobody is f*ckin' reckless enough

to get on the wrong side of Eamon, yeah?

♪

♪

ERIC: f*ck Ged Delaney.

He's a little f*ckin' bitch.

If we've got the coin,
someone will sell to us.

Like who?

We don't know.

What about the Devitts?

Won't even answer the phone to me.

No one will.

[SIGHS] How much gear have we got left?

MAN: Fudge says we're
runnin' low on everything,

especially coke and brown.

He reckons we've got about
a week, maybe days, tops,

before we have to start
shutting houses down.

♪

[SIGHS]

♪

[SIGHS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[VEHICLE APPROACHES]

f*ck.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

♪

Just delivering food.

Deliver this every day.

Do you have any I.D. on
you or anything like that?

I don't have I.D. on me,

but, like, I mean, just delivering food.

- But I can't...
- It's okay lads.

It's for me.

♪

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

Cheers.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

♪

[CAR DEPARTS]

♪

I heard you were in hospital.

So, is everything okay?

MICHAEL: Yeah, it's nothing.

Wasting your time. He won't tell ya.

How was Anthony?

He was upset.

And I felt like sh*t.

Yeah, it's called a guilty conscience.

[SLURPS]

Excuse me?

I said, "It's called
a guilty conscience."

I don't see why we're sending
him off to that place, so...

Oh, well, let me explain to you, Jimmy,

because I don't like
it any more than you.

But I'd rather this than spend
every moment he's out of my sight

wondering whether he's
gonna be k*lled or not.

Is that simple enough for you?

So, this is it, then, is it,

packing our son away,
hiding out here? For what?

Eamon f*cking Cunningham
to take us out one by one?

Hey, [CHUCKLES] I got an idea.

Let's play a game.

Let's play a game called Who's Next?

Now, they already got your Noelly,

uh, Frank's mate Jock,
two of the dealers.

But, you see, they're
all low-hangin' fruit.

- Jimmy.
- What... what Eamon needs...

What Eamon really needs
is to get one of the family.

So, who's it gonna be?

You go first, Amanda. Who
the f*ck do you reckon?

Jesus Christ, Jimmy,
can we just have a break

from all this for one night?

[LAUGHS] That's the thing.

There is no f*ckin' break from this.

This is it until it's over!

The cop car parked out there

isn't gonna be protectin' us forever.

When they f*ck off,
then what? Then what?!

Seriously, Jimmy, give it a rest.

[TRAFFIC PASSING]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[SILVERWARE CLANGS]

I need a f*ckin' piss. [CLEARS THROAT]

[SILVERWARE CLATTERS]

How come you don't seem
bothered by any of this?

Used to being locked up.

Do you think it was a mistake...

doin' what we did?

Would you rather be sat here now,

having accepted that money
from Eamon Cunningham?

No.

That's your answer.

[SIGHS]

Jimmy's right, though.

We can't just sit here,
waiting to be k*lled.

Then what do we do?

Eamon has got more people,

more money, more... everything than us.

Then we have to be smarter than him.

Is that it?

I'm serious.

He's attacking this family.

So f*ck him.

f*ck Eamon Cunningham.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪

[ENGINE REVVING]

♪

FUDGE: Watch your back in there, pal.

Always, man.

♪

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

[CELLPHONE BEEPS]

[SIGHS]

MAN: Boss, we have him in our sight.

Do you want us to go ahead?

♪

Yeah, do him.

♪

[CELLPHONE BEEPS]

[SIGHS]

♪

[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]

♪

[SNIFFLES]

♪

[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]

♪

Roddy?

How are you, Kem?

Got the paper?

Yeah.

See you later.

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

[CELLPHONE BEEPS]

- [SNIFFLING] All right, V?
- Are we comin' over later?

Of course, yeah.

Will you pick us up a
bottle of CM and some blow?

I'm going up the
f*ckin' walls over here.

No bother, yeah?

[POUNDING ON WINDOW]

Give us a wrap and two zimmers.

I'm not f*ckin' sellin'.

Why don't you just sgive us
a wrap, then? Come on, man.

I told ya, I'm not f*ckin' sellin'.

- Come on, just give us it.
- Look, V, I have to go.

There's some junkie here
annoying the arse off of me.

ERIC: [CHUCKLES] Go on. Catch ya later.

Yes, yeah.

[SNIFFLES]

Is there something f*ckin'
wrong with you? Is there?

I told ya, I'm not sellin'.

Do you have any spare
change, then, for a wrap?

[PAPER RUSTLING]

Go on, take that and f*ck off.

[g*nshots]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[HORN BLARING]

♪

Are you f*ckin' me?!

[ENGINE REVS]

[HORN CONTINUES]

WOMAN: Frank should be talkin'
to you about things, not Dotser.

You're the one that he
should be trustin' most.

Yeah, I f*ckin' know that.

But he's Frank. What can we do?

You're not just gonna sit back

and let Dotser take
what should be yours.

No.

[CHUCKLES]

Just give me a f*ckin' blowy, will ya?

Hmm?

[SIGHS]

- [LIGHT BUZZES]
- Oh, sh*t.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SNIFFLES]

Hey, Da.

Hey, come inside a second, yeah?

What?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

Who'd they get?

Fudge.

[SIGHS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Whoever did this is dead.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Ya hear me?

They're f*ckin' dead!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

And I don't wanna hear no
bullshit about not hitting back!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

♪

Where the f*ck were
you when it happened?!

I was up with Roddy, collectin', yeah?

Fudge was out waitin' in the car.

Fudge does the collections.

You drive. Why was he in the car?

♪

Fudge felt safer in the car,

so he had me doing them instead.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

What? Ask anyone, Frank.

I've dealing with the
collections for weeks now.

Wasn't just tonight.

It's what Fudge wanted.

I was only doing what he asked me.

[SIGHS]

And we changed our routes
every day like you said.

Always going at different times.

Give me your phone.

♪

Is that the only one you have?

Yeah.

Unlock it.

♪

♪

Who's that number?

That one there, that you called
just before you called me?

That's Roddy's burner.

I was warning him to clear out the flat,

'cause the cops would be coming.

Then, I rang you.

♪

[RINGING]

Yeah, Roddy?

RODDY: Kem?

No, no, it's Frank.

- Frank, yeah.
- Yeah.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Tryin' to find out
what happened tonight.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY] Yeah?

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

And where was Kem when that happened?

- [SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
- Yeah.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

♪

Okay, cheers, Roddy.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[CELLPHONE BEEPS]

Here.

Take it.

[SIGHS]

Go.

V, man. V.

♪

[SIGHS]

[SNIFFLES]

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

Hello?

- [BREATHING HEAVILY]
- Hello?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Who is this?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Why'd you k*ll her?

[LIQUID SLOSHES]

♪

[SIGHS]

Answer me, Michael.

♪

It was...

It was an accident, Anna.

[SNIFFLES]

How do you accidentally sh**t someone?

♪

I was off me head on gear.

I... I didn't know what I was doin'.

♪

If you were off your head,

how do you know it was an accident?

Maybe that's what you
really wanted to do,

and you just can't remember.

No.

[BREATHES SHAKILY] How do you know?

You know I'd never do
anything to hurt your mother.

But you did hurt her.

You k*lled her.

♪

Not on purpose.

[CRYING]

You can't be certain of that...

not if you were off your head.

♪

I am certain.

- Anna, I'm certain.
- So...

how are you certain, Michael?

♪

Do you remember when you were little,

and I'd take you to the pool

and the only way we
could get you to jump in

was if I promised to catch you?

I always did. You'd jump, I'd catch you.

And [CHUCKLES]...

And then we'd laugh together so much.

Every single time. D...
do you remember that?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Do you really think that I'd ever

deliberately do anything
that would hurt you?

♪

Anna?

I love ya.

[CELLPHONE CLICKS]

Huh?

♪

[SOBBING]

♪

[SIGHS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[CELLPHONE KEYBOARD CLACKING]

[SIGHS]

[JIMMY SIGHS]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[REFRIGERATOR DOOR OPENS]

[BOTTLES CLANKING]

[SNIFFLES, SIGHS]

AMANDA: Birdy just called.

Fudge was sh*t.

Is he dead?

[SIGHS]

This is why I don't want
Anthony being anywhere here.

Yeah.

You can't go to the funeral.

I have to.

No, they'll be countin' on you or Frank

or one of the family turnin' up.

They'll be waitin'.

You just can't go.

[KEYS JINGLE]

[SIGHS]

Don't leave the house
without wearing your vest.

[LOCK CLICKS]

[DOOR CREAKS]

Mikey?

MICHAEL: Yeah?

I'm going to supermarket.
Do you need anything?

No, I'm grand for now.

[KEYS JINGLING]

You heard about Fudge?

Yeah. [SIGHS]

[LIQUID POURING]

Look, I know Frank was
angry about Caolan Moore,

but I understand why you did it.

How could you refuse Jimmy
when he asked you for help?

You couldn't.

He's your brother.

You did what was right.

But we need you now, too.

We need you, Mikey.

This family needs you.

Okay.

Okay.

[KEYS JINGLING]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[SIGHS]

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪

♪

FRANK: Here comes Beady.

♪

♪

[FOOTSTEPS ASCENDING STAIRS]

Jesus.

FRANK: Yeah, safest place in Dublin

for us at the moment, Beady.

I cannot stay long, Frank.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

[SNIFFLES] Appreciate you comin'.

♪

Need to ask you a favor.

Hope that's a joke.

I want you to set up a meeting for me

with that Tunisian lad in
Antwerp you used to buy from.

You want to get me plugged, Frank?

You owe me, and a lot more
than a f*ckin' introduction.

♪

If I set this up for you,
then that's it, Frank.

Don't call me again.

♪

Okay.

♪

♪

[CHILDREN SHOUTING IN DISTANCE]

♪

♪

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

What you want?

- Can we talk inside?
- No.

I was going through the accounts,

and I noticed I still owed
Noel for work he'd done.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

Wanted to make sure you got it.

No, you didn't.

I know exactly how much Noel was due,

and if you'd have owed him a penny,

I'd have come lookin' for it.

It's a bonus.

Take it.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

How much is in here?

,.

You know, I didn't
want Noel to help you.

I warned him against it.

He liked you.

He said after your son was k*lled,

they offered you grand to make good,

and you turned it down.

He was impressed by that.

And now here you are,
doing the very same thing.

Except it's only
grand for my husband.

That's not what this is.

That's exactly what this is.

Except I don't have the
luxury of turnin' it down,

not like you do.

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

What was so special
about your son, anyway?

♪

What do you mean?

I mean, he must have been
really f*ckin' special,

'cause look at all the
people who have had to die

'cause of what happened to him.

♪

Before he was k*lled,

Noel took home the VRT
and reg books for a car

he was changing ownership on.

I need them back.

Of course you do.

Evidence of fraud and money laundering.

♪

[PAPER RUSTLING]

[DOOR SLAMS]

[TRAFFIC PASSING]

[CHILDREN SHOUTING]

♪

If you ever come back here again,

I'll put you on your f*ckin' arse!

Now go f*ck yourself!

[DOOR SLAMS]

♪

CLAYTON FINN: Yeah, two in
the head, and now he's dead.

All is well, Fudge rots in hell.

[LAUGHTER] Yeah!

[BARKING]

Two in the head, and now he's dead.

All is well, Fudge rots in hell.

[LAUGHS] And you're next, Eric...

you and f*gg*t Frank...
benders, the pair of yous.

A family of f*ckin' queers.

f*ckin', you're all gonna f*ckin' die.

All is well, Fudge rots in hell.

Two in the head, and now he's dead.

All is well, Fudge rots in hell.

[LAUGHTER]

[CELLPHONE THUDS]

♪

[SIGHS]

[BUZZER]

[LOCK UNLATCHES]

Hi.

All right?

Yeah.

I was lookin' for Jimmy.

He was gone when I got home,
and his phone's turned off.

I checked Twitter.

No one's been sh*t.

Come in.

[BUZZER]

[ICE CLINKING]

I've had a sh*t day, so startin' early.

[ICE RATTLING]

Do you want one?

No.

Aye, that's right, you
don't drink anymore.

Why is that?

Feel better without it.

[LIQUID POURS]

[BOTTLE CLINKS]

Maybe I should go.

Oh, no, stay.

It's boring, drinking on your own.

Amanda, is something wrong?

You all right?

I told you.

I've had a shitty day.

And I'm gonna have a drink.

And make somebody pay.

Sit.

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

You know what's f*ckin' weird?

You haven't said a word about Jamie.

Nothin'.

Not even when we were buryin' him.

What was I supposed to say?

Anything... anything at all.

You could have asked to say
a Prayer of the Faithful.

It wouldn't have been fair on Jimmy.

What did you think

when you heard I was pregnant with him?

I mean, you'd been f*ckin' me,

so you must've known
he could've been yours.

Didn't you ever wonder
when you see Jamie,

"Is he mine?

Is that my son?"

Or was it just like,
"Not my f*ckin' problem."

[CHUCKLES]

Answer me.

You saw him all the time
before you went to jail.

He was growing up in front of you.

- What did you think?
- I thought he was Jimmy's boy.

No, you didn't.

I don't believe you.

You knew.

Jimmy raised him, but Jamie was yours.

And deep down, you knew.

He was just as much yours as Anna is.

[BUZZER, DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

What the f*ck is this?

A party?

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, might be, if only we could
get your brother to have a drink.

Where were you?

Out with Frank.

He set us up with a new supplier.

At last, something to celebrate.

[SIGHS]

Who is the supplier?

Some Tunisian that Beady Donovan knows.

Frank's going to have to
fly to Belgium to meet him.

[ICE RATTLING]

[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

If I was Eamon Cunningham,

I'd be doing everything I could

to get you lot away from
here, where you're safe.

And that's what he's done.

[CHUCKLES]

He stopped everyone selling to us,

so now Frank has to go to Belgium,

where he won't have a vest,

and he'll be putting his trust
in someone he's never even met.

That's bollocks.

Okay.

♪

Michael, tell her.

♪

If I was Frank, I wouldn't go.

♪

[CHUCKLES]

[ICE RATTLING]

♪

JIMMY: You'll be in Belgium, Frank,

on your own with some
lad we don't even know.

If Eamon's gonna get you,
that's where it'll be.

You think I haven't
thought about that already?

Do you trust Beady?

No...

not now.

Not with all that sh*t with Eamon.

Don't trust anyone outside this room.

What's going on?

Amanda thinks the meeting
in Antwerp could be a setup.

[SIGHS] So, what choice do we have?

If we don't find a new
supplier, we're finished.

No business, no money
comin' in, can't hire anyone.

[SIGHS] What does that
future look like for us?

I know it's a risk going over there,

but I have to take it.

Can I ask something?

Yeah.

When you bought from Eamon Cunningham,

was it him you dealt with
directly or was it someone else?

Con Doyle.

He wholesales for Eamon here.

Con Doyle looks after all of
Eamon Cunningham's dr*gs in Dublin?

Not just for Dublin, the whole country.

So, we find out where he stores
Eamon's gear and rob them.

[CHUCKLES]

ERIC: Yeah.

- [CHUCKLES]
- f*ck, yeah!

Now, if we did that,

there's no way back, ever.

He's trying to wipe us f*ckin' out.

What are we supposed to do,

wait here and hope he changes his mind?

I'm sick of everyone calling
us b*tches for hidin' away here.

Let's show them.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

I mean, you'd probably be
safer robbin' Eamon here

than headin' off on your own to Antwerp,

where you'll be exposed and vulnerable.

♪

Are you part of this now?

- Yeah.
- So, what do you think?

♪

I think Amanda's right.

It's the smart thing.

And they won't be expectin' it.

♪

♪

FRANK: So, Eric, you go with Jimmy.

I'll have Dotser drive Michael.

Mm.

No, I don't think we
should have Dotser on this.

[SCOFFS]

What the f*ck is that supposed to mean?

Just sayin'.

He's not family.

Things are different now.

So, you're sayin' we
can't count on Dotser,

like he's a rat or something?

- No.
- No, because he's not.

And I'll tell you what else he's not.

He's not a fuckup and
he's not a liability.

Okay? I would trust him with my life.

Hmm.

Well, maybe that's the problem, Frank.

Everyone knows how much you trust him.

And the way to get to you
would be through Dotser.

[SIGHS] That's all I was sayin'.

♪

And Eric's right.

Everything's different now.

♪

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

♪

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

♪

Thanks for gettin' these.

No problem. You okay?

Yeah. Don't look so worried.

Frank's got everything
worked out for us.

♪

♪

♪

You're not wearing a vest?

- Nah.
- You think that's wise?

I don't want them to think
I care enough to wear one.

Good to have you back, Michael.

Where's Dotser?

This is just us.

Just family.

♪

[ENGINE STARTS]

[ENGINES IDLING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

♪

- See ya later.
- AMANDA: Uh-huh.

♪

♪ It's followed by a song that I knew ♪

[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

♪

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

♪

[TRAFFIC PASSING]

AMANDA: Is this about Jamie's k*lling?

Indirectly, yes.

We believe Jamie's k*lling was
in retaliation for a sh**ting

that happened a couple
of nights earlier.

What has that got to do with Jamie?

We believe one of your cars here
was used in that first sh**ting.

Which car?

Black BMW.

The reg is D.

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

♪

It says here it's out on a
"sale or return" test drive.

WOMAN: To who?

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

Hmm.

There's no name there,

so it was probably a walk-in.

There's probably some
paper record somewhere.

I'll have to chase that up for you.

You do that, and we'll be back.

Okay.

Just to warn you, we do
get a lot of people in here

givin' fake names and addresses.

Well, let's hope that's not the case.

It'll save us from getting a court order

to seize all your computers and records.

I do hope you find something.

We really do want to get to the bottom

of why your son was k*lled.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

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