♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Siren wailing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Alright, I'll sort it out.

Listen, I gotta go here.

I'll talk to you later, alright?

Have you seen the state of this?

-Aye, it's some mess, alright.

I'm Police Constable McCarthy.

This is Constable Power.

-Declan Hunter.

The owner of this business.

Have you any idea how this could have happened?

-We're pretty sure it was arson.

-Arson?

How can you know that?

-Somebody made a 999 call at 4:30 this morning.

The fire service attended, and they suspect an accelerant was used to start the blaze.

-Where were you last night, sir?

-I had a couple of pints at that Commodore place.

Then I crashed at the flat that I'm renting.

I didn't know anything about this until I turned my phone on this morning.

They're saying it's arson.

-Who'd do a thing like that?

Aidan Hunter, Declan's father.

-How's it going?

You guys had any bother since you opened?

-The odd comment from the drivers at Port Devine Cars.

-Sour grapes.

There's plenty of taxi work to go around.

-True enough.

It's a nightmare trying to get a cab on a Saturday night.

-How long's the business been going?

-A few weeks now.

-Don't you have that airport run this morning?

-I gotta go.

My dad here can tell you anything you need to know.

-You two new in Port Devine?

-Yes and no.

I was born and bred here, but I moved up to Belfast a long time ago.

-And now you're back?

-That's right, Officer.

I've come home.

♪♪ [ Gulls cry ] [ Knock on door ] -Alright, alright!

This had better be important.

-Oh, don't you worry.

This is important.

-Go on.

-He's back.

-Who is?

-Aidan Hunter is back in Port Devine.

-Who's Aidan Hunter?

♪♪ ♪♪ -What you got, cub?

-This looks new.

It's got McIvor's Garage label on it, too.

-What kind of an arsonist leaves evidence lying around the scene?

♪♪ -So, you've come round to tell her that somebody you both knew 50 years ago is back in Port Devine?

-Yeah, that's right.

-[ Laughs nervously ] -But it's no big deal?

-Absolutely not.

Hardly worth mentioning.

-You two are demented.

♪♪ -When did you find out he was back?

-Yesterday evening.

His son was in the Commodore.

-Aidan's got a son?

-Yes.

They call him Declan.

I've known for a while now that Declan has set up a business here in the town.

And that's one of the reasons why I was so edgy about you coming back here to stay.

But what I didn't know was that his dad, Aidan, is back on the scene.

What are you gonna do?

-Is it possible that Aidan was just visiting his son?

-Oh, it's possible.

-Well, then, what I'm not going to do is panic.

♪♪ [ Gulls cry ] -I want to report a vehicle on fire at Hunter's Taxis on Haw Lane.

-Is that...?

-Okay.

Can I please take your name, sir?

-Yeah, it's Mr. Burns.

-Is that Mr. Pettigrew pretending to be someone else?

-I gotta go.

-It is.

It's Barry.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Did I hear Nicole leave really, really early this morning?

-Yes.

-Uh, where to?

-Ibiza.

-Ibiza in Spain?

-Of course in Spain.

-She's gone on honeymoon.

With Marlene.

-Say that again.

-Oh, Marlene didn't want the holiday booking to go to waste after the wedding fell through.

-Nicole said it was you moving back in that tipped the balance, persuaded her to take up Marlene's invitation.

-Oh, charming.

And who's gonna run this place when she's away?

I'm not working my fingers to the bone for that jezebel.

-Nicole thought you'd say that.

She's hired a relief manager.

-Ah.

And all behind my back.

[ Scoffs ] That woman lies as she breathes.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Barry.

-Good morning, Officers!

You looking for me?

-Yeah, we need your help tracking down a witness.

-All we know is his last whereabouts.

Haw Lane.

4:28 a.m. -This person called in a suspected arson.

Goes by the alias Mr. Burns.

-Sound familiar?

-I'm sorry.

I was just dropping off a fare.

It was a wee nurse on a late shift, and I saw the car ablaze.

-I knew I had to call it in.

-Why give a false name?

-You come across Aidan Hunter?

-Yeah, I met him this morning.

-Well, I know him of old.

And let's just say, the less I have to do with that guy, the better.

♪♪ -I think we've caught our arsonist.

-There's the petrol can.

-We can't see his face on the cameras.

But I managed to get the car registration.

-Did you get a match?

-It's a hire car from Belfast.

They rented it out to a Steve Parkington.

-Can you get hold of him?

-No, he's not answering his phone.

But he does have a house in the big city.

-Right, give him 30 minutes.

If he's still not picking up, get Belfast to send a squad car round, give him a wee knock.

Hey.

So, what's Barry saying?

-He's got a bee in his bonnet about Declan Hunter's dad.

-Ah, to be fair to Barry, we did find out that Aidan Hunter had been in prison for 10 years for some pretty serious offenses.

-Like what?

-Violence, intimidation, protection.

-Organized crime, then.

And that's why the taxi was burnt out?

-According to Barry.

-Aidan got out of prison 35 years ago.

But Barry's convinced he's still dangerous.

-Well, I mean, it's possible, but... -Given the massive time lag, highly unlikely.

-Hmm.

[ Gulls cry ] -Callum?

Steve Parkington, the guy who rented the car, is Stevie Parkington the footballer!

-You're joking!

-Stevie P?

-Aye!

-How do you know it's him?

-His wife was talking to the Belfast police.

She told them.

She also said that he was getting a holiday rental for a couple of days here.

-Where?

-Uh, 25 Laurence Park.

-Why would a footballer torch somebody's taxi?

-Come on, cub.

Let's ask him.

-Uh, no, no, no.

I think -- I definitely think I need to be involved on this one.

-I thought you didn't like football.

-No, I don't.

But I do like footballers.

And now, this one has got some really great legs.

-Well, if you're lucky, maybe he'll be in his kit.

-Well, if I'm really lucky, maybe he won't.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Oh, what's with the long face?

-Joanne and I were meant to be meeting up.

But she's got other fish to fry.

Some fella she fancies.

-And you were expecting her to spend the whole day telling you what a waster Ryan is and how much better off you are without him.

-Something like that.

[ Laughs ] -Well, I'm free.

-We were planning on heading to the lookout at Kelly's Bay.

-Now, that's quite a distance as I recall.

But okay.

-We were going on our bikes.

-You think I can't ride a bike?

-No.

I'm sure you can ride a bike.

I just thought maybe you're... -[ Gasps ] Too old?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Here you go.

-Do I have to wear this?

-How long has it been since you've ridden a bike?

-Ah, there's a sight for sore eyes.

-Shouldn't you be busy healing the sick?

-So, uh, does this mean...?

-I'm only here to pick up my bike.

I live with Granny Assumpta now.

-Enough of the granny!

How many grannies do you know who can ride a bike?

-Listen, Ryan breaking up with you has got nothing to do with Dad, Niamh.

-Yeah.

Right.

-She'll come round.

Just give her time.

-Meanwhile, she lives with you.

-Exactly.

You and Finn can rely on me to look after Niamh.

-Aye.

Which gives you a good excuse to stay living at Concepta's place.

Despite the fact that your own son told you to sling your hook.

-Oh!

We all know Finn only said that in the heat of the moment.

Besides, we're family now.

Who better to look after Niamh than me?

Now, could you hold this for me, please?

Thank you.

-Are you sure you'll be okay?

We can take it slowly.

-Race you there, honey.

-Assumpta!

-Yay!

Whoo!

-[ Laughs ] -[ Bike bell rings ] -[ Laughs ] [ Vehicle doors close ] ♪♪ -I hear you're leaving Port Devine.

-I've put in for a transfer, back to Belfast.

-If that's what you want to do.

-Yeah, it is.

[ Knocks on door ] Mr. Parkington?

It's the police.

Mr. Parkington?

♪♪ Mr. Parkington?

-Steve Parkington?

-Uh, Callum!

I think I've found him.

Mr. Parkington?

Okay, Mr. Parkington, can you hear me?

Think he had a skinful last night.

-[ Groans ] Amy, let me sleep.

-And now you've got an eyeful.

-Come on then, Mr. Parkington, let's get you up.

Alright.

Wakey-wakey.

Can you sit up for me, please?

Yeah.

-[ Grunts ] ♪♪ ♪♪ Did you buy a can of petrol from McIvor's Garage in the early hours of this morning?

-I can't remember.

-We found an empty petrol can, exactly like the one on this CCTV, outside Hunter's Taxis.

We have reason to believe that the petrol was used to set one of their taxis on fire.

-Did you do that?

-No comment.

-Okay.

Do you know who this man is?

♪♪ -No.

-What about this man?

-I've never seen him before in my life.

♪♪ -Do you know where Steve Parkington was before he bought the petrol?

-No.

-He was in the Commodore.

It's all over Shay's socials.

You'll never guess who else was there.

-Declan Hunter.

-There's your connection.

-Alright.

Let's go.

-Uh, to the Commodore?

-Unless you're worried that Clint is gonna swing for you.

-Well, look, he has made threats.

Surely, as police officers, it's our duty to prevent conflict where possible.

-Yeah.

Ryan, go with Jo.

-Come on, let's go.

You know what I fancy for my lunch today, cub?

-No, what?

-Chicken.

♪♪ -So, you and Nicole, huh?

She's a married woman.

What were you thinking?

-I was on the rebound.

-Oh, you'd been courting?

Anybody we'd know?

-Oh, you've never met her.

How's Marlene doing in Spain?

-Yeah, she's grand.

I've had a few texts.

Nicole's doing her head in.

Constantly telling her how much she hates Clint.

-What a mess.

-Yeah.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Sorry for the wait.

I'm flat out.

Nicole's relief manager's cried off.

-Why don't you get laughing boy there to help you out?

[ Both laugh ] -Nicole's banned him.

-Yeah?

Well, Nicole's not here.

-Clint.

-You two here on official business?

-Just had a couple of questions for you.

-And where's your colleague, the home wrecker?

Too yellow to show his face?

-He's busy.

-Can you take a wee look at this for me, mate?

-Having a good time against the law now, is it?

-Looks like you and Stevie Parkington were having a ball.

-Ah, he's a good lad.

Really down to earth.

-Yeah, we're trying to establish if Stevie spent any time with this guy here.

-That's Deccy Hunter.

-Do you know him?

-Aye.

Bumped into him once or twice at the bookie's.

Him and Stevie were having a big argument in here last night.

-Really?

-They were going at it hammer and tongs.

Me and Shay had to break them up.

-What were they fighting about?

-Money, I think.

Stevie was saying he'd paid for half the cars at Hunter's Taxis.

-How did they leave it?

-Deccy left.

Stevie was very quiet after that.

Sat on his own, drinking, and then he stormed off.

-Right.

Oh, uh, one more thing.

You didn't happen to find a mobile phone?

Stevie Parkington said that he lost his last night.

-Not that I'm aware.

Taylor?

-No, sorry, I haven't.

-Right, thanks, Taylor.

-Clint.

-Officer.

So, where's this relief manager, then?

-You know what people say to me when you're not behind the bar?

"Where's Clint?"

Siobhan was saying it just now.

And Barry.

The words "life and soul" were mentioned.

-He's let you down, hasn't he?

-I'm not gonna lie to you, Clint.

He has.

I tell you what would really wind Nicole up, though.

If you stepped in and saved the day.

♪♪ -Stevie claimed he paid for half of Declan's taxis?

-So Clint Dunwoody says.

-You know, the more I think about this, I really don't like it.

-What?

-The Hunters moving in to Port Devine.

The last thing we want's organized crime in the area.

-I don't think that's what this is.

-Well, you might be right, but I'm not taking any chances.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Declan not back yet?

-He's driving some American tourists around this morning.

I'm holding the fort.

-Well, this is my boss, Inspector Finn O'Hare.

-Aidan Hunter.

So, Inspector, are you here to tell me who burnt out this taxi?

-We've arrested a suspect.

We're still trying to work out what his motive might have been.

-Sounds intriguing.

-Do you mind telling me, Mr. Hunter, why you and your son chose Port Devine, specifically?

-Aside from the fact that I was born and bred here?

Some friends of mine stayed in the area last year, couldn't get a taxi for love nor money.

Sounded like a great business opportunity to me.

-And whose business is this?

-It's my son's.

I lent him some money to get it up and running, but it's his show.

Why don't you get to the point?

-Which is?

-You want to know if someone torched my son's taxi because of my past associations.

-And did they?

-I was released from prison in 1988, and since then, I've kept my nose clean.

If anybody decided to torch my son's taxi because of my criminal past, they must have one hell of a long memory.

Any other questions?

-Yeah, uh, just one.

Did anybody else invest in your son's business, besides yourself?

-No.

Why?

-Well, there was an argument in the Commodore last night.

Word is another fella paid for half the cars.

-That's nonsense.

-Okay.

-Thank you for your time, Mr. Hunter.

We'll...let you get on with your day.

-Inspector.

[ Gulls cry ] ♪♪ [ Niamh laughs ] -Oh!

[ Laughs ] -You've done well... for an old doll.

-Hey, watch it, lady.

Do you know, I've surprised myself.

[ Sighs ] -This... person... -What person?

-The one Barry said is back in Port Devine.

Aidan, is it?

I don't buy that you and Barry aren't bothered.

He nearly broke the door down this morning.

-Barry Pettigrew is an old drama queen.

I went out with Aidan a million years ago.

He was a bad lad.

Probably what you'd call a very bad lad.

And Barry seems to think that leopards don't change their spots.

-What does Barry think Aidan's gonna do?

-Exactly!

It's ridiculous.

And Barry's wrong.

People do change.

-[ Chuckles ] You can say that again.

Who would have put you down as a cycling granny?

[ Laughs ] ♪♪ -Whatever is going on, Stevie Parkington was angry enough to buy a can of petrol and use it to set one of Declan Hunter's taxis on fire.

-How do them two even know each other?

-I'm still trying to work that out.

-What about gambling?

Loads of folks gamble on football.

And Clint did say he met Declan at the bookie's.

♪♪ -So, you and Ryan?

Is it really all over?

-Too right.

I wouldn't go back to him if he begged.

-Oh, say that often enough, you might actually start to believe it.

♪♪ ♪♪ -What?

Are you okay?

-Now, that's -- that's him.

The man we were talking about.

The bad lad.

-Who's that he's with?

-Something tells me that's his son.

Barry was right after all.

-What do you mean?

-Leopards don't change their spots.

-Wake up!

-He's still a nasty piece of work.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Ah, back so soon?

What's the charge this time?

-Crimes against fashion.

I always wondered where you got those boots.

-Nicole bought me these boots.

-Listen, we just had a wee question -about your pal Declan Hunter.

-Yeah?

-You know when you saw him at the bookie's, was he betting on the outcome of a professional football match?

-Aye.

The other day, he had a big win.

1,000 quid.

-Did he?

What was he betting on?

-The cup final.

-Was that the match where Stevie Parkington missed the open net?

-That's the one.

-£1,000.

Lucky beggar.

♪♪ -So, Declan Hunter bet against Stevie's team?

-He must have done.

They lost, and he got a payout.

£1,000 that we know of.

Mind you, he probably made more than one bet.

-Yeah, but none of this is illegal.

-Yeah, but bribing a football player to throw the match is.

-Very hard to prove, Jo.

-What I'm still wondering, why was Stevie so furious with Declan?

Why commit such a serious crime like arson?

-What do you reckon Declan would have given Stevie for throwing the match?

-Well, cash, presumably.

-Well, I don't know, but... maybe he didn't pay up.

-Yeah, maybe he didn't.

You're good at this, cub.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Can we have a word please, Mr. Hunter?

-Sorry, pal.

I've got a job booked.

-Call your customer and cancel.

We need a word down the station.

-No can do.

I'll call down later.

-The inspector's asked you politely, Mr. Hunter.

-Get out of my way, kid.

-Take a step back please, Mr. Hunter.

-Or what?

-Take a step back please, Mr. Hunter.

I'm arresting you for assaulting a police officer!

You do not have to say anything, but I must caution you, anything you do not mention when questioned you later rely on in court may harm your defense.

Anything you do say can be used as evidence.

♪♪ -So, tell me all.

-About what?

-That dodgy man.

Was he your first love?

-Yes.

-And why did it end?

-Why did you break up with Ryan?

-He got it into his head that he was being controlling.

-And was he?

-Not really.

He didn't like some of the stuff I wear.

He wanted me to leave my job at the kids' home.

He bounced me into moving in with him.

-[ Scoffs ] That all sounds pretty controlling to me.

-Nice to see you back where you belong, Clint.

-Thanks.

Nicole left this place in chaos.

Someone had to step in and sort it out.

-I'm sure she'll be very grateful.

-That woman?

Grateful?

She's an egomaniac.

She told Taylor I wasn't allowed to serve behind this bar.

-But surely the place is half yours, anyway.

-No.

It was Nicole's before we married.

-And did you sign a prenup?

-No.

-Then you're entitled to half.

She cheated on you.

Do the crime, pay the dime.

You deserve half.

-So... Aidan is the reason you left and moved to America 45 years ago?

-Well, he had something to do with it.

-So, is... is there any chance that he might be my granddad?

-[ Scoffs ] No!

No, no.

Absolutely not.

I got pregnant after a one-night stand in Orlando.

♪♪ ♪♪ -You find out who torched my car yet?

-We're pretty sure it was Stevie Parkington.

But we're still trying to work out why.

-So, this is just a fishing trip, is it?

-We're still investigating.

See, we have a warrant that enables us to search your mobile phone.

You have a lot of betting apps.

-All perfectly legal.

-Bribing a footballer to throw the cup final on the other hand... -I thought I was arrested for assaulting a police officer.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Phone rings ] -Nicole!

How's it going there?

-It's amazing here.

We're having the best time, aren't we, Marlene?

-Yeah, yeah, that's the word for it.

Amazing.

-How's the bar?

Is everything under control?

-All good.

No problems.

-So glad I hired that relief manager.

I hope Clint isn't giving him a hard time.

-Clint!

-I'm not giving him a hard time because he didn't show up!

-Taylor!

Taylor!

What is that man doing behind my bar?!

-Your bar?

Don't you mean our bar?

Half this place is mine.

-What?

-Yeah, that's right.

You cheated on me, you homewrecker!

I'm entitled to half.

-What are you talking about?

-You do the crime, you pay the dime.

I'm taking you to the cleaners.

-Good on you, Clint.

-I'll show her.

Nobody messes with Clint Dunwoody and gets away with it.

♪♪ -When did you really meet Declan Hunter?

-At a sportsman's dinner.

A few weeks ago.

-Is that when he suggested you throw the cup final?

-Yes.

-Why would you agree to do that?

-Well, me and my wife, Amy, we bought this house.

I mean, it's lovely, it's a lovely house, but... the mortgage payments have went up and...

I can't afford them.

And there's a baby, another on the way.

People think footballers are rolling in cash, but I just play in the local league.

And Declan offered me 20 grand if my team lost the cup final.

And so, I mean, I don't know.

It seemed like the answer.

-So, last night, why did you torch his taxi?

-Because he didn't pay up.

Told me to go whistle for it.

And he was laughing at me, boasting that he made thousands, said that my missed open goal paid for half his taxis.

-And so, this arrangement that you had with Declan Hunter, how did you set it up?

Phone, text, DM?

-We only met once, after the sportsman's dinner.

And we arranged the whole deal then.

-And so, what about after the match?

-I phoned him.

Asked him for my money.

He said he didn't know what I was talking about.

And then that's why I drove down here yesterday, to confront him in person.

♪♪ What?

-All we've got is your word against his.

♪♪ [ Gulls cry ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -So, to be absolutely clear here, Declan, you met Stevie Parkington for the first time last night?

-That's right.

-That's funny, Declan, because... his whole team can testify that you met him at a sportsman's dinner a couple of weeks ago.

-Did I?

I don't remember.

I must have had drink taken.

-Did you have drink taken at 1:47 a.m. this morning when you left Stevie Parkington a voicemail?

-When I did what?

You're winding me up.

-He left you a message.

And then, for the very first time... you called him back.

-[ Laughs on phone ] Whine all you like, Stevie-boy, but you're not getting a penny of that 20 grand.

What are you gonna do about it?

Tell your club you threw a m-- -I mean, it goes on for -- for a bit longer, but you get the gist.

-You don't remember making the call, do you?

-I was really drunk.

What's gonna happen to me?

-For an offense like that?

-You might go to prison.

-[ Declan sighs] ♪♪ I want to talk to my dad.

-Your father's not gonna get you out of this one.

So, you should do yourself a favor, Declan.

-How?

-Tell us what the taxi business is really all about.

-What do you mean?

-Come on!

A man like your father is hardly bothered about running a few mini-cabs now, is he?

-It's my business.

It's not his.

-Why is that so hard to believe?

-If you help us out, tell us what your father is really doing in Port Devine, then I can have a wee word with the judge and maybe tell him how helpful you've been.

-I'll tell you one thing.

-Yeah?

-You take my da on... he'll wipe the floor with you.

♪♪ -Boss.

-Inspector.

-Mr. Hunter.

-Can I see him?

-Sure.

-Tell me, Inspector, is there something I can do to help my son?

What if I paid this footballer the £20,000?

-Declan told you about that, did he?

-Yes, he did.

I gave him a smack for it.

Really wish I hadn't.

-Paying the footballer the money might be seen as a bribe.

-You have kids, Inspector?

-Yes, I do.

-Then you'll understand.

You'd do anything to help them.

Declan -- he's always been a disappointment.

-Well, perhaps this'll be good for him.

-I'd love to think you were right, but I suspect that boy will never change.

All this means you're stuck with me.

-Sorry?

-Somebody has to run the taxi business, so I'll be spending a lot of time in Port Devine.

Me and my criminal record.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Your wife's here.

-I can't face her.

-Amy knows you're in trouble.

She just wants to talk to you.

Find a way forward, together.

♪♪ ♪♪ -So, Amy has forgiven him?

-Yeah.

She was really angry with him.

I had to sit her down and have a word with her.

-Oh, yeah?

What did you say?

-I just said that if she really loved him, she'd have to find a way to forgive him.

-Sounds like good advice to me.

♪♪ -Hey, boss, we're just gonna head to the pub here, if you wanted to join us or... -Yeah.

In a bit.

-Maybe we'll see you up there?

♪♪ ♪♪ -You not gonna join them?

-No, best I don't.

Clint and that... -Not even for Jo?

♪♪ -I'm sorry, boss.

I know personal and work lives should stay separate.

-What, like me and Leila?

Go on, get after her.

-What about Clint?

-Are you serious about Jo?

-I've never felt like this before.

-And you'd let Clint Dunwoody stand in the way of that?

Go on!

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -I was just coming to see you.

-Catch me up.

-Um... if you were -- if you were coming here to ask me to change my mind... -I'm not.

I'm really not.

Um...

I was coming to say thank you.

-[ Sighs ] What for?

-Well... now I know the signs that someone is trying to control me, I'll be looking out for it.

-Look, I, uh...

I really didn't mean any of it.

-I know.

You're a nice guy.

You just need to realize that relationships are about equality and sharing, not control.

-Look, um... see, what went wrong between us, your dad, he had nothing to do with it.

-Yeah, I know that now.

I need to talk to him.

About this and something else.

♪♪ -It's nice in here, isn't it, without that woman and all her nonsense?

-So, you've decided then?

-Decided what?

-That you want a divorce.

-When did I say that?

-To Nicole.

"Do the crime, pay the dime"?

Splitting things 50-50?

-Yeah, but you don't think Nicole... -Hey, you're barred!

-Nicole never said that.

-Yeah, well, Nicole's not here, is she?

-And while she's not, I'm in charge.

Callum is welcome.

-Sure, what do you care?

I thought you and Nicole were ancient history.

-Well, that's true enough.

But I am not serving that.

-Thanks, Taylor.

Hey, you haven't seen Jo around the place?

-She's right over there.

♪♪ -Jo.

♪♪ -Don't tell me.

You want a word.

-Not here.

♪♪ [ Door opens ] ♪♪ -Look...I'm sorry.

Dad, I know you weren't the reason me and Ryan broke up.

-[ Sighing ] Okay.

What made you change your mind?

-Something Assumpta said.

She's not all bad, you know?

Does this mean you're gonna move back in?

-If you'll have me.

-Come here.

[ Sighs ] [ Smooches ] -There's another thing, Dad.

Something Assumpta said that I think you should know.

♪♪ -You putting in for a transfer, how cowardly is that?

You're supposed to be the strong one, but you're just running away.

-Well, I guess I'm just scared... ...about what I feel for you.

-And what is that, Jo?

What exactly do you feel for me?

♪♪ -Love.

I think I'm in love with you.

It's scaring the life out of me.

-You don't have to be scared.

Here.

Take my hand.

♪♪ -Does this mean that you might love me, too?

[ Chuckles ] -Of course it does.

You crazy, impossible, beautiful woman.

I am head over heels.

♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Clears throat ] Sorry.

[ Chuckles ] Your secret's safe with me.

-Tell who you like, cub.

Me and Detective Constable Jo Lipton are in love.

And we don't care who knows it.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Door opens ] -They're here.

-Finn.

Niamh.

♪♪ -Right.

It's time for the truth.

Is Aidan Hunter my father?

-[ Sighs ] I don't know where you're getting this nonsense from.

-For once in your life, why don't you tell the truth?

-Come on, please, Assumpta.

♪♪ -Yes.

He is.

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