[ Dramatic theme music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Seagulls squawking ] ♪♪ Callum: Certainly have a look for you, okay, Mrs. McAliskey?

Thanks very much.

Ryan: Was it Mrs. McAliskey who made the noise complaint?

Aye.

She thinks one of the Stag Do's still here.

[ Chuckles ] Passed out on the beach.

Callum: Okay.

Ryan: I've never been to a Stag Do before.

My mate Dazzer's, from school, his was something else.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Where's d'you go?

Prague?

Amsterdam?

-Thailand?

-Portrush.

But I tell you, Cub, the craic was mighty .

Oh, there he is.

Here we go.

♪♪ Fancy a wee night under the stars, did you, mate?

[ Chuckles ] Now, come on, buddy.

Time to make a move.

Ryan: Is he okay?

♪♪ We need an ambulance.

Now!

Papa Delta eight two to Control, over.

Control: Papa Delta eight two send, over.

Urgent ambulance request.

Port Devine Beach, east side.

Male, unresponsive.

♪♪ [ Sighs ] This place looks like it's been hit by a bomb.

Had a stag party in last night.

All got a bit messy.

Huh, messy is an understatement.

Really could have done with Clint behind the bar to keep them all in line.

Is it true what I heard?

Clint's getting out today?

Well, I'm on my way to the appeal hearing.

But there's no guarantee that he'll get bail.

Well, fingers crossed.

Thank you.

So, this Stag Do, good laugh, was it?

Here.

Wait till you see.

Shay: Boys and girls?

[ Laughs ] I bet they were suffering this morning.

[ Laughs ] ♪♪ So, how long has he been dead?

Only three to five hours, according to the medical examiner.

So what are you thinking?

It's suspicious.

I mean, he's got bruising on his face that might not be connected.

Well, the postmortem will tell us soon enough.

What we do know, from the lady who made the noise complaint and the amount of cans and bottles, there was definitely a group of people here in the early hours.

So how come none of them called this in?

Exactly.

♪♪ -So who is this poor lad?

-Callum: We don't know.

No sign of his wallet or his phone.

He does have a tattoo on his left forearm.

Yeah, and then there's the t-shirt he was wearing.

T-shirt?

Yeah, it says "Greg's Stag Do".

♪♪ ♪♪ Hi.

What's up?

I've run out of petrol.

I don't suppose you could drive me into Port Devine.

-Like, I'll pay you.

-No.

There's no need for that.

It's only five minutes down the road.

That's very kind of you.

How was the Stag Do?

Er, eventful.

♪♪ ♪♪ -After you, Sergeant.

-No.

After you.

Thought Mrs. O'Hare had left town.

She has.

Turns out she took a few B&B bookings before she left.

So who's running the business then?

Yes?

What is it now?

Sorry, I'm up to my eyes.

Morning, Siobhan.

Have you got any members of a stag party staying here?

Aye.

Er, the groom and the best man.

And the best man's girlfriend.

But they're all still in bed.

W-What's going on?

♪♪ Is something wrong?

We need to speak to your guests.

I could only find one of them.

Can I help you?

Hello, I'm Detective Constable Jo Lipton.

This is Acting Sergeant Callum McCarthy.

We'd like to ask you a couple of questions, please.

About what?

Would you mind taking a seat?

♪♪ So, this morning, the body of a young man was recovered from Devine Beach.

He was wearing a Stag Do t-shirt, the same as you're wearing.

And has a tattoo on his left forearm.

Was it a swallow?

Yeah.

It's Greg.

He's the stag.

I'm, er... -I'm his best man.

-I'm so sorry.

We thought he was asleep upstairs.

How did he die?

That's what we're trying to establish.

Did you say there were three people staying here?

Er, Lexi, my girlfriend.

She didn't come home last night.

[ Door opens, closes ] Is that an Ulster Fry I can smell?

What happening?

It's Greg.

He's dead.

♪♪ Er, can you give us two seconds please?

[ Sobbing ] ♪♪ Right.

♪♪ [ Door opens ] Well?

Something terrible has happened.

They let me out!

-[ Laughs ] Whoo!

-Whoo!

The judge finally saw sense!

Oh, congratulations.

Shay: Yeah, man.

That's great news.

Mind you, I'm only out on bail.

There's still a trial to get through.

Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Now that Clint's back, erm, I'm... Oh, don't you worry, young Shay.

Your job is safe.

Clint has got some other duties to perform.

-Too right.

-Oh!

[ Laughing ] What about your bad back?

Oh, aye.

Right, come up and give me a massage.

And the rest.

Clint Devine-Dunwoody, you are a terrible man.

[ Giggles ] They do a lot of that.

Grim.

Mind you, it's nice to see them back together.

Uh-huh.

[ Both laugh ] ♪♪ We went to a place called the Port View for dinner.

And then we went to The Commodore for a few drinks.

And have you got any idea how Greg ended up on the beach?

We went there after the pub shut.

Sorry, who's "we"?

Me, Greg, and Lexi.

Lexi drove.

She wasn't drinking.

She's the designated driver.

Until her car ran out of petrol, and then we walked the rest of the way to the beach.

What happened next?

Erm... Greg and Lexi started talking about staying up all night.

I didn't fancy it, so I walked home to the B&B.

Walked?

What time was that?

Erm, it was about 2:00 in the morning.

And how was Greg when you left?

He was great.

Top form.

During the evening, did Greg have an accident of any kind or get involved in an altercation?

Not that I know of.

But I wasn't with him every single minute.

What am I gonna tell Shauna, Greg's fiancée?

The -- The police in her area will break the news.

Yeah.

And then she's gonna ring me.

What the hell am I meant to say to her?

♪♪ So, you slept in your car?

Yeah.

I, erm, I-I tried to persuade Greg that the party was over.

But he was being all, "Let's stay up and watch the dawn."

And...

I was knackered, so I-I just left him to it.

When I got back to the car, I, er... well, I remembered it was out of petrol.

What time was that?

About 3:00?

What did you and Greg do after Jason left?

Erm, we talked.

Drank.

Jo: And what sort of state was Greg in when you last saw him?

He was happy.

Drunk.

[ Chuckles ] Lexi, do you have any idea what happened to Greg's wallet and phone?

Yeah, it was cold on the beach last night, so he lent me his jacket.

II think they're in the pocket.

And where is his jacket now?

Oh, it's -- it's in my car.

Could we get the keys?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

♪♪ ♪♪ Did either Jason or Lexi know how Greg got the bruising to his face?

No.

Lexi was particularly adamant he wasn't involved in any sort of altercation.

Alright.

Greg Mason's jacket, wallet, and phone.

Thanks, Callum.

A few of the stags are already back in Belfast.

According to them, Greg was seen leaving The Commodore last night... with a woman.

Lexi?

Definitely wasn't Lexi.

None of them had ever seen her before.

Well, how come Jason and Lexi didn't mention her?

♪♪ Barry: Sure, I gave one of them a lift earlier this morning.

A lovely women, by the name of, er...Lexi.

Oh, she was in a terrible state when she found out Greg had died.

Ah.

Listen, I'd better skedaddle if I'm gonna pick up Finn from the airport.

Well, he knows you'll be waiting for him at Arrivals.

Poor lad.

He's gone all that way to meet his birth mother and been told to take a hike.

-Well, she didn't exactly -- -Mind you, that Assumpta was always a hard-faced article.

Listen, are you gonna tell him that he didn't turn his phone off?

And that we overheard the whole conversation?

I think that's something better coming from his wife, don't you?

[ Engine starts ] ♪♪ I'm guessing the lack of nuclear fallout means you haven't told the Acting Inspector about -- What?

That we've been sleeping together?

No, I haven't, Callum.

Anyway, what are you so scared of?

It's not like we've broken any rules.

You don't know Marlene like I know Marlene.

If she finds out I haven't reported you for your off-the-books activity, she'll get me kicked out of the police service.

Yeah, well, she never needs to find out, does she?

So long as you don't tell her the real reason why I'm in Port Devine.

♪♪ Good morning, officers.

Taylor.

Was there a stag party in here last night?

There certainly was.

Er, the stag, Greg Mason, we've been told that he left with a woman who wasn't part of his group.

We're trying to identify her.

Sorry.

It was really busy.

What about your photos?

She might be on them.

Oh, yeah, erm... What's up?

I'm sorry to say that Greg was found dead this morning.

Seriously?

This must be her.

♪♪ Do you know her?

Yeah, I do.

I certainly do.

Callum: Er, thanks, guys.

♪♪ So, who is she?

Her name is Louise Halbridge.

She runs that kids' residential home.

She's the one you've been investigating on the down low?

Yeah.

And now she's a witness in an official investigation into another suspicious death.

You tell me, Acting Sergeant, do you want me to ignore that?

Of course not.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ You and this Louise?

We were good friends... once.

What the hell are you doing here?

I'm Acting Sergeant Callum McCarthy.

This is Detective Constable Jo Lipton.

I know exactly who she is.

The police officer that accused me of something I didn't do.

Caused me so much grief I had to get out of Belfast.

I can't believe you've traveled all the way down here -to carry on persecuting me -- -Sorry, have you quite finished?

I haven't even started, love!

We're not here about anything that did or didn't happen in Belfast.

What are you here for then?

This morning, a young man was found dead on a beach just outside of town.

Witnesses have told us they saw you leave The Commodore with him last night.

Greg?

Do you mind if we come in?

Ask you some questions?

Thank you.

How come you're investigating this?

I'm working out of Port Devine Police Station now.

Well, that's just a coincidence, is it?

That you've ended up round the corner from me?

♪♪ How long had you known Greg Mason?

-I only met him last night.

-But you left the bar together?

No.

Greg followed me.

He was trying to convince me to come to the beach.

-But you weren't interested?

-I'd known him half an hour.

So what did you do?

My taxi turned up.

I got in it.

Is that everything that happened?

I noticed that a couple of Greg's mates came out of the bar -- a man and a woman.

She was in tears.

And then the man...hit Greg.

Hit him?

Louise: Punched him in the face.

Right, can you describe these two?

Yes, erm... he was tall, with a ginger beard and a shaved head.

She was petite, pretty, long brown hair.

That's very helpful.

Thank you.

As a law-abiding citizen, I'm always happy to help the police.

This girl that died when you were working in Belfast, do you really think Louise was responsible?

Well, if she wasn't, why did she tell a pack of lies about what happened?

So, do we trust what she just told us?

For now.

We should direct the pathologist to look for drugs in Greg's system.

-Why?

-In case Louise is involved.

She's got form when it comes to drugs and unexplained deaths.

Marlene, we've just spoken to a witness who saw Jason Baxter punch Greg Mason in the face.

♪♪ You've missed the lunchtime rush.

Oh, well, what can I say.

We had a lot of lost time to... -Make up for.

Whoo!

-[ Laughs ] Ah, well, what have we missed?

You know Greg, the stag from last night?

Ugh, Mr. Big I Am?

I didn't take to him.

Pity the poor girl that has to marry that eejit.

-What about him?

-He's dead.

Dead?

Oh, the poor soul.

And him so excited about getting married and in the prime of his life.

Erm, what are you doing, love?

-I'm getting back in the saddle.

-On your first day out?

Surely you want to put your feet up?

No.

I'm raring to go.

Isn't there horse-racing on the television today?

Are you sure?

You don't mind?

Of course.

Take the day off.

Alright then, love.

Why don't you take the week off, if you like?

We can manage.

[ Door opens ] You can't hide him away forever.

Some people in this town can be very judgmental.

And I'm not having anybody coming in here and giving Clint a hard time just because he made a mistake.

♪♪ ♪♪ Did you hit Greg?

Yeah.

Yes, I punched Greg in the face.

Why?

There was something between him and Lexi.

I think they slept together.

Why didn't you tell us about this punch earlier?

Don't know.

Did you think what happened to Greg was your fault?

Because it wouldn't be the first time that someone died after being punched by you, would it?

We did a bit of digging on you -- That was self-defense!

I was never prosecuted!

But when we told you Greg was dead...

I thought it was gonna happen again, didn't I?

That lad I hit a few years back, he didn't die straight-away.

It took a couple of hours.

And that's what happened to Greg, isn't it?

I killed him?

♪♪ That's what we're trying to find out.

♪♪ ♪♪ We have a witness that said that you were crying when you came out of the bar last night.

What was that about?

Look, I've made a fool of myself.

Over Greg.

I've always had a thing for him.

And a few weeks back, we... we slept together.

And last night?

It felt like me and Greg had unfinished business.

I wanted to know where I stood before he got married.

I tried to talk to him, but he was busy chatting up some woman called Louise.

And then when you were finally alone together at the beach?

Look, you've got to believe me.

Greg was alive and well last time I saw him.

♪♪ ♪♪ Mucker!

What about you, Clint?

Nicole says you've been in America visiting Concepta's sister.

My birth mother, yeah.

How did it go?

It was all good, mate.

It was all good.

-Hiya, love!

-Hiya.

Sounds like, er, Finn here had a successful trip, Siobhan.

Yeah, so he said on the phone.

[ Sighs ] Listen, mate, I'm sorry that I put you in such a difficult position.

Having to put your best mate in jail -- I've had better days.

Well, it's good to see you.

It's good to see you, too.

Isn't this when you two hug?

Come on, then!

That is just so typical!

Yeah!

Typical!

Everything alright, Barry?

Far from it.

♪♪ ♪♪ I've just had your mother on the phone.

Why did she call you and not me?

Because she's not coming to the wedding.

And neither is Lil.

-I'm sorry.

What?

-They've both got jobs -- working on a cruise ship sailing from Belfast to Cork.

Yeah, the opportunity of a lifetime, apparently.

-To Cork?

-[ Sighs ] Who's gonna organize this wedding?

Because, Barry, I-I-I-I don't have the time.

And Ash has a dairy farm to run.

Listen, the writing's on the wall, love.

You'll never get it organized in time.

You're gonna have to postpone the wedding.

-[ Sighs ] -[ Knock on door ] Yeah.

Come in!

Sorry, boss.

You wanted to know when Greg Mason's pathology report came in.

Mm-hmm.

♪♪ ♪♪ Tell me, Jason, did you take any drugs yesterday evening?

No.

Are you absolutely sure about that?

I hate drugs.

That fella who died when I was 16, he hit me first because he was off his face.

So I don't do drugs and I never will.

You can test me if you like.

Did Greg take any drugs last night?

Why?

Just answer the question, please, Jason.

No.

I didn't see him take any drugs.

Just booze.

-Mind you... -What?

Greg knew how I felt about drugs.

If he was gonna take some, he wasn't gonna do them around me.

♪♪ Wait.

So does this mean that I didn't kill Greg?

That's right.

Well, he didn't die as a result of you punching him.

S-So what happens now?

You're free to go.

♪♪ You and Greg, you'd been mates for a long time?

Yeah, er, since primary school.

We're sorry for your loss, Jason.

Cheers.

♪♪ ♪♪ I feel so guilty.

Yeah, but the rest of Marlene's family bailing on the wedding, it's not your fault.

No, no, no.

I mean, I feel guilty because I'm pleased.

[ Chuckles ] You mean, if she postpones, you get, er, more time to get out of this massive lie you've told her, huh?

Thing is, whenever this wedding happens, Marlene's gonna want her Church blessing.

Now, either I go along with that and I risk the Church authorities giving me the push, or I tell Marlene the truth.

[ Door opens ] Here's your chance.

Hey.

Erm, is Nicole around?

Listen, Marlene...

I've been thinking.

Maybe I got a wee bit carried away with the -- Oh, one wee second.

One wee second.

There she is.

-Nicole, hi.

-Oh, hello, Marlene.

I owe you an apology.

For not standing up to my lunatic sister.

She's let you down, hasn't she?

Yeah.

Yeah, she has.

Well, the answer's no.

No to what?

What's Nicole saying no to?

Marlene wants me to organize her wedding even though she binned me off for her nightmare sister.

I never binned you off.

Come on now.

You know you want to.

Please, Nicole.

There are two things that I need to make this wedding perfect.

The first one I have, which is Barry blessing us in his Church.

And the second is my amazing best mate by my side, making this a day to remember, so... -Please.

-Oh, go on, then.

Thank you, babe, thank you!

[ Sighs ] Well, I can get started right away.

I've got just the folder.

Clint, you have to come with me, I need your help.

So, what do I know about organizing a wedding?

Says the happily married man!

Come on!

Oh, sorry, Barry, you were saying something about, erm, -er, getting carried away, or... -Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, nothing, nothing at all.

Okay.

I gotta go.

Yeah.

♪♪ I can't imagine what those two must be going through.

You were talking to that Greg last night, weren't you?

If you'd have told me that he only had hours to live, I wouldn't have believed you.

Lexi!

I don't want to talk about it!

[ Sighs ] Leave it to me.

♪♪ You need to look at this.

Greg Mason's phone data.

Lots of messages between him and Lexi.

Intimate messages.

Did those two...you know?

Yeah, they certainly did.

At 2:46 yesterday afternoon.

Greg to Lexi.

"See you later.

You still able to bring the gear?"

So, Lexi supplied the drugs that killed Greg?

It's looking like that.

[ Cellphone rings ] Yes?

What?

Okay, slow down, what?

Right.

I'll -- I'll be right there.

-What?

-That was Louise Halbridge.

She said Lexi Wallis is on the pier.

She's really worried about her.

Right, erm, let the Acting Inspector know.

Yeah.

Will do.

♪♪ -What happened?

-Lexi was in a terrible state.

I tried to reason with her, but she pushed me out of the way.

Which way did she go?

Down the pier.

That's Lexi's.

♪♪ The drugs.

Greg asked me to take drugs with him last night.

I didn't.

But I thought the moment you knew drugs were involved, you'd blame me for Greg dying.

Even though I had nothing to do with it.

♪♪ You're joking me.

How the hell did she get up there?

♪♪ Papa Delta eight one to Control, over.

Control: Papa Delta eight two send, over.

Please task ambulance and fire brigade to our location, possible jumper on the lighthouse, over.

Control: Copy that, en route, over!

[ Siren wails ] -Hey.

-How did she get up there?

Where's Callum?

Up there.

Oh, no, Callum.

Be careful.

Okay.

He knows what he's doing.

Ryan, I need a cordon established immediately.

Boss.

Marlene, get everybody off this pier.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Whose idea was him going up there?

Callum's.

Okay, Jo, do me a favor.

Get her out of here.

And get hold of the ambulance, tell them to get a move on.

Okay, let's go.

Okay, Callum, okay.

♪♪ Lexi: I took some MDMA to the beach last night.

Callum: Because Greg asked you to.

Yeah, we've seen his texts.

Tell me.

Are you a drug dealer, Lexi?

No.

I'm a legal secretary.

Did you force Greg to take the MDMA?

No.

Of course not.

Tell me what happened, exactly.

I handed Greg the stuff.

He laid it out.

And then he started talking about the wedding, how much he loved Shauna.

I really thought he liked me.

Turned out he was just using me for sex.

Look, I couldn't listen to another word of it, so I... just walked back to my car.

Callum: And when you left Greg, had either of you taken any of the drugs?

No.

Definitely not.

So he must have taken them after you left.

What difference does that make?

♪♪ ♪♪ Lexi!

Listen.

Greg knew that taking drugs was dangerous.

Yes, of course he did.

I mean, he'd done it loads of times before.

But why did he overdose?

No, he didn't.

He had a reaction to something the MDMA was cut with.

The risk every drug user takes.

What Greg did, it was his responsibility.

-D'you really think that?

-Yeah.

Look, Lexi.

It's possible you'll be charged with possession, but I can't see you being charged in connection with Greg's death.

Okay?

♪♪ Come on.

♪♪ -Can we get down from here now?

-Yeah.

Did I tell you I hate heights?

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Sighs ] What's up?

Oh, I've just had an absolute hooha with that stuck-up cow, Claudia Preston.

She and her yoga pals have "taken their custom" to the Port View because "there's a criminal working behind the bar in here."

Does she mean Clint?

Yes, she means Clint.

Well, I hope you stood up for him.

Of course I did.

But it's difficult when the whole town knows that he's guilty.

Why are you by yourself?

Where's Taylor?

Er, just in the kitchen.

Sorting out all that meat.

What meat?

Dunno.

Clint took the delivery.

Well, did you see someone deliver this meat?

Some fella.

I didn't know him.

But, erm, he and Clint seemed thick as thieves.

Oh, were they now?

There you are, my love.

Er, can you and I have a quick word please?

-Yeah, sure.

-Nicole, can I... -Yes.

Yes.

Go.

-See ya, mate.

♪♪ Erm, Shay says that the kitchen is full of meat.

Where did you source it from, please?

I, er -- I stole it.

I knew it.

You promised me you wouldn't do this when you came to see me on remand.

Do what?

Think the worst of me.

But the meat.

You ordered the meat, Nicole.

From Paddy Carstairs.

Although, I'm not surprised you don't remember.

Paddy said you had a few glasses of wine when you discussed it the other night.

Clint, I am so sorry.

And don't think I haven't noticed you trying to hide me away all day, I'm not stupid.

I would never.

Don't treat me like an eejit, Nicole.

You're ashamed of me.

It's as plain as the nose on your face!

-I'm not.

-Would you stop lying to me for just one minute?

Look, I know this is all my fault, but I've been to prison.

Do you have any idea how hard that is?

-I can't imagine.

-No, of course you don't.

Because it's all about you, Nicole!

Do you have any idea the claptrap I have to put up with from you over the years?

Yeah, I'm well aware that I can be hard work.

Oh, hard work?

Hard work?!

Do you know something, Nicole, I'm glad we never had a baby!

I'm sorry.

Well, if that's how you feel... That is not how I feel.

I want you out of here.

Out of my pub!

Pack your bags, Clint!

♪♪ ♪♪ Marlene told me that you got the pathologist to check for drugs in Greg's system.

It's a really good call, Jo.

Standard operating procedure in Belfast.

Anyway, Callum's the real star.

It was amazing work, mate.

Thanks, Boss.

I just thought, what would Marlene do?

I need a word.

Okay.

Not here.

Lexi!

Is Lexi alright?

Why don't you see for yourself?

Lexi's being assessed by the Mental Health Team.

They're gonna keep her in overnight.

Okay.

Well, at least she's got some support.

Yeah.

And here... She slept with Greg, the fella who died.

I don't know if I'd be so forgiving.

Well, I suppose at least Jason knows where he stands.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, Finn, I'm so sorry.

I forgot to ask, how did you get on in Fort Lauderdale?

I hear you met your birth mother.

How'd it go?

Well, let's just say that Jason there is not the only person... who's just found out how the land really lies.

♪♪ What?

♪♪ ♪♪ What was that for?

I need to know if I mean anything to you.

Anything at all.

Didn't that just answer your question?

I'm not entirely sure.

Well, what about this?

♪♪ ♪♪ -What's wrong?

-Nothing.

I just need to sort something out.

Okay.

♪♪ Wait!

Look, Jo, your private life is none of my business.

So you're not gonna say anything?

What is my business is you being in Port Devine in the first place.

What happened to Kerry, I can't just forget that.

This is police harassment!

Why did you leave Belfast?

Was it a guilty conscience?

Let me make something crystal clear to you.

Carry on with this vendetta and it won't just be your career you're destroying.

Is that a threat?

He seems like a nice lad.

What was his name?

Callum?

And from what I just saw, you've got feelings for him.

So either back off, or I'll let his superior officers know what you two have been up to.

As if they're gonna care about an office fling.

Except that's not all you've been lying to them about.

There's also the real reason you came here.

To get me.

Which, I'm assuming, is very much against the rules.

I'm guessing your boy toy knows all about it.

So back off.

Or I'll finish the pair of you.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Hey.

-Hey.

So, I was thinking we can get a takeaway, make a night of it.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Cal.

You and me, it was a mistake.

I think we should just knock it on the head.

But the way you kissed me... Yeah, see, the thing is, I need my relationships to be casual.

You just can't do casual.

No, I can.

Right.

So how many other people have you been out with since we met?

Yeah, I thought so.

Look, I'll catch you later, Cal.

♪♪ [ Door opens, closes ] What's with the getup?

It's my night off, remember?

Me and Shay are off to a gig.

But you can't leave me here all by myself!

I only said Shay could go because Clint was here and now he's not.

Well, that's not my fault, is it?

♪♪ Right, folks!

We're closing!

[ Bell clangs ] Everybody, drink up and ship out!

What's going on?

It's early yet.

Well, Clint's gone.

They've all gone.

I can't run this place on my own.

Here.

I'll give you a hand closing up.

Thanks, Callum.

Right, folks!

Thank you.

Let's be having you!

♪♪ ♪♪ There's something I need to tell you.

When I met Assumpta... ...it didn't exactly go down the way I've been letting on.

She told me that she has no intention of having any sort of relationship with me, whatsoever.

Oh, love.

I'm so sorry.

It's my own fault.

Concepta and Barry warned me what she'd be like.

But still.

It must hurt.

She gave birth to you.

Hey, listen, it's her loss.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

And Concepta's a great mum.

And she's not round the corner anymore, but she'll always be there for me.

She'll be there for all of us, won't she?

She will.

Let's just pretend that, erm, Assumpta never existed, yeah?

I never want to see her again, love.

♪♪ ♪♪ I've been seeing someone.

I finally thought she cared for me.

And then she dumped me... from a very great height.

She must be mad.

You're a catch, Callum.

You're tall, handsome, no criminal record.

Shame no one else thinks that.

Well, it's true.

Do you mind me asking, where's Clint?

I threw him out.

Why?

Our marriage is over, Callum.

[ Sighs ] I'd rather not talk about it.

Well, I hope you don't mind me saying, Nicole, but I -- I've always thought Clint was punching well above his weight.

[ Chuckles ] Away with you.

No, I'm being serious.

He should be thanking his lucky stars a woman like you looked at him twice.

You're gorgeous.

And you've got your own pub.

[ Loud thud ] What was that?

-[ Loud thud ] -Callum, I'm scared.

There's no one else here in the building.

[ Thudding continues ] Your window's open.

Oh.

[ Sighs ] Do you think that's all Clint ever saw in me?

That I have my own pub?

[ Scoffs ] Of course not.

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