♪♪
[ Gulls cry ]
♪♪
-You're early on the go.
-Um, couldn't sleep.
Family stuff.
-Do you wanna talk about it?
Here, wait till you see what I got a photo of
on my way home last night.
The northern lights. -Whoa.
[ Engine revs ]
♪♪
Watch it.
[ Tyres screech ]
♪♪
Are you okay?
-It's just my ankle.
♪♪
-Is that what I think it is?
♪♪
-Hey. You two sure you're okay?
-Uh, yeah, it's just my ankle.
Could've been a lot worse if it wasn't for Taylor.
-The motorcyclist dropped this.
Cannabis, and a lot of it.
-Which direction did the bike go in?
Uh, up the promenade, just.
-Did anybody get a look at the rider?
-Black leathers and a helmet, same as any rider.
-Yeah, the bike was kind of unusual.
-It was a trail bike.
It had a high exhaust and an exposed engine.
I'd know it anywhere if I saw it again.
-Okay, Callum, I wanna get these two back to the station,
see if Taylor can help us identify the bike.
We need to find out if this cannabis
was intended for sale in Port Devine, okay?
-Right, boss. -Right, come on, son.
-Thanks.
-I'll take the weight. -Nah, I can't.
♪♪
-Any of these look familiar?
-No, I think it was an old Axford Flyer.
I know my bikes. Jake was a real petrolhead.
-Who's Jake? -My ex-boyfriend,
and the reason I have to sign in here each week --
and why I'm up in court next Friday.
-[Whispers] ATM theft.
-How did things end up with Ash?
Did you get an answer to your proposal?
-Does Nicole have you spying on me now?
-She'll only ask when she finds out I've seen you.
-Tell her it's not a no.
-That's good.
-Aye, but it's not a yes, either.
-That's it. That's the one there.
-An Axford Flyer 500, 1974 model.
I'll run a check for registered owners
and let Ryan know what we're looking for.
-If you think of anything else,
you know where to find us, okay, folks?
I don't suppose you've seen a bike like this on your travels?
-I take it that's like the one that nearly clipped Shay?
Mum'll have him in bubble wrap after this.
-Yeah.
-Did you see what Taylor posted on the Commodore's page?
Look.
She thought she saw the northern lights
on her way home last night.
-That's not the northern lights. -I know. [ Laughs ]
But you can take the girl out of the city and all that.
-Speaking of taking a girl out...
do you fancy maybe getting a pizza or something?
-[ Laughs ]
-Sorry, that was smooth.
[ Both laugh ]
-It wasn't too bad, was it?
So what do you reckon?
-Sure. I'd like that.
♪♪
-Just a sprain. It's nothing to worry about.
[ Knocking at door ]
-Come on in.
-Hey, is Shay up for giving a statement?
-I'm okay.
-Yeah, well, as you know, the plants we recovered
were freshly harvested cannabis,
so we're looking at the possibility of a local grower.
-Well, if it is, I need to know. We need that nipped in the bud.
-Yeah, we've already ID'd the bike. It's rare.
I mean, there's a few in the North,
but only one owned locally, by a George McCready.
-Not Ulster Heavyweight Champion George McCready?
-Yeah, he used to be a boxer, apparently.
Callum and Marlene have gone to talk to him.
-He used to be the face of our anti-drugs campaign.
I'd be surprised if he's involved in selling cannabis.
-Well, folks aren't always what they seem.
Are you ready?
-Come on. We'll leave you to it.
-I'm a little rusty. -Okay.
-They treat me like I'm 6.
♪♪
-Can I help you?
-Yeah, we're looking for George McCready.
-That's my dad. Is something wrong?
-Your father owns a 1974 Axford Flyer, is that right?
-Why? What's happened?
-A bike matching that description
was involved in an incident.
It's Charlie, right?
-That's right.
-So is your dad home?
-Uh, no. He's on holiday.
Portugal. -Right.
Could anyone else have been using his bike
around 8:00 this morning?
-Not that I know of.
I'm just back from camping on Ballymountain last night.
Hoping to catch the northern lights, but we'd no joy.
-We?
-Me and a mate from uni.
-And what's his name? -Vince Duffy.
You know, I think Da talked about
selling that bike a while back.
-Sure, we'll take a look, anyway.
Might be in there, right? -[ Laughs ] Have you a warrant?
-Have you something to hide?
♪♪
[ Garage door clunks ]
♪♪
-Must have sold it.
Sorry.
♪♪
-Hey, Ash. -Hiyo.
-There was an incident here this morning
involving a bike similar to this one.
Did you happen to be in the area around 7:50 am?
See a bike like this?
-You know, I think I have.
It was flying up Chapel Road earlier.
-What time would this have been at?
-Just after 8:00. Was someone injured?
-Nothing major. Taylor and Shay had a near miss.
Ah.
No engagement ring on the finger yet, I see.
-Ah, they'll make a detective of you yet, Constable.
[ Laughs ]
♪♪
-You know, you're lucky you weren't hurt.
-Well, did you speak to Marlene about Ash?
Ash. [ Laughs ]
How are you?
-Well, I've never had
an emergency cheese call-out before.
-The customers can't get enough of it, can they, Clint?
-No, they make a brie-line for it when they come in.
-[ Groans ] -[ Laughs ]
-How are you doing, Taylor?
I heard about what happened. -Taylor's fine.
Have you got any news?
-Well, there's no rush, right?
-You take your time.
It was so romantic, though.
It reminded me of when Clint proposed to me
in front of the whole bar, too. -Yeah.
She tamed the honey badger. -[ Laughs ]
Have you heard my band, Honey Badger Blues,
is going back on the road again?
-Clint feels he owes it to his older brother, Sly,
to go on tour again.
-Yeah, we cut the last tour short because --
-Because I stole his heart.
-Right. Well, I best be off.
If you need any more cheese, just let me know.
-Thinking about it? Poor Marlene.
-Sweetheart, can I have a word?
Have we adopted a family of mice I don't know about?
-I'm supporting a local business.
And anyway, if Ash decides to marry Marlene,
well, then she'll be my new best friend-in-law.
-Speaking of local business, um...
Sly reckons we'll need some cash
to cover initial costs of the tour.
-Okay. How much?
-Five grand.
You don't mind, do you?
-Of course not, babe. Why would I mind?
-[ Sighs in relief ] Oh, you legend.
♪♪
-There's no news, before you ask.
-I wasn't gonna say a word.
-You'd be the only one, then.
You know, I only wanted her to give me a key
or leave a toothbrush --
just a little something to make things more concrete.
Then this, in front of the whole pub.
Was it me? Did I say something to make her think...?
-What? That you wanted a proposal of marriage?
-Yeah. It's like she felt she had to.
Like I pressured her into something
she doesn't really want.
-Marlene never does anything she doesn't really want, trust me.
-She's rushing into this. -Oh, rushing?
It took her 20 years to come out in the first place.
-So what if she's trying to make up for lost time now?
Marry in haste...
-She loves you, Ash.
Talk to her.
♪♪
-There he is.
How did you get on with George?
-Apparently, he's on holiday in Portugal.
-Well, that's according to his son, Charlie.
-Him?. -Mm-hmm.
-Did he remember you? -We had to caution Charlie
a few times when he was younger for possession.
-His dad offered to front
our Don't Do Drugs campaign as a result.
Charlie's kept his head down since, though?
-Or he just hasn't been caught. -Well, his story checks out.
He posted a photo of himself last night
camping with his mate, Vince Duffy.
-Any luck with the bike?
-According to Charlie, possibly been sold.
-But it's still insured in George's name,
and there's no record of any sale.
-Where does Charlie live? -Chapel Road.
-Ah, that's where Ash saw the bike this morning.
-You saw Ash?
-Uh, Chapel Road. That's maybe where the bike is.
Come on, Ryan, let's get over there.
♪♪
-No answer from Charlie?
-No.
[ Clattering ]
♪♪
-Stop!
-Charlie McCready,
I'm arresting you on suspicion of possession of cannabis
with intent to supply.
-Cannabis? What are you on about?
-You don't have to say anything, but if you do not mention
when questioned something which you later rely on in court,
it may harm your defence.
If you do say anything, it may be given in evidence.
-Callum!
-Black leathers, like Taylor said.
-So if you're wearing yours, whose are these?
-No comment.
-Right. This way.
♪♪
-Uh, Mr Duffy?
Vince Duffy?
-Aye.
Sorry, am I not allowed to camp here?
I thought it was public.
-No, no, you're fine.
We're looking into an incident that happened this morning
in Port Devine, around 7:50 am.
-I was sound asleep then.
-Well, actually, I was more interested in Charlie McCready.
He says he was with you all last night. Is that true?
-Well, we were in different tents,
so I don't know about all night,
but aye, he was camping out with me,
if that's what you mean. -How do you know Mr McCready?
-Oh, he's an ex-student of mine.
-Where do you teach?
-The agricultural college.
Charlie was specialising in horticulture,
but he dropped out a few months back.
-Oh? Did he say why?
-Well, thankfully not the teacher.
Um, personal reasons, I believe.
But I'm hoping he might reapply at some stage.
Sorry I can't be of more help.
-Not at all. Thank you.
♪♪
-So we find freshly cultivated cannabis,
and we learn that the ex-user Charlie knows how to grow it.
♪♪
-Thanks for coming in, Barry.
You said yesterday that Assumpta was bad news.
What d'ya mean?
-[ Sighs ] Finn...
it was a long time ago.
My old memory's not what it was.
-You remembered that she was wild.
Did you know?
Of course you did,
because you know everything that goes on in Port Devine.
-Did you know Assumpta was my real mother?
Did Concepta tell you?
-No.
I guessed.
Concepta didn't tell anyone she was pregnant.
Now, that was out of character.
And then she lands back from the States with you.
-Which is hardly conclusive.
-No, but about 10 years after,
Assumpta arrived out of the blue,
and her and Concepta had a most almighty row.
I could hear them through the walls.
Next day, Assumpta left,
and it was shortly after that your dad walked out.
Now I-I suspect that
that's when Gus found out that you weren't his son
and he -- he left Concepta over it.
-[ Sighs ]
-Concepta won't be too happy
about you getting in contact with her sister.
-Concepta's not here, Barry,
so I'm gonna have to find out the answers for myself.
I have the right to know who I am.
I need to find Assumpta, Barry.
Are you gonna help me or not?
♪♪
-Has Charlie said anything?
-"No comment."
-We searched the flat.
There was no drugs, but we did discover a utility bill
in the name of Anne McCauley.
-Yeah, we looked her up,
and she's a named driver on Charlie's car.
We have put an alert on her for on ANPR.
-There was photos all over the flat
with Charlie and a young woman, presumably this Anne.
[ Phone rings ] -So the black leathers
that Taylor described and the ones we found,
I mean, they could be Anne's.
-They're together and he's covering for his girlfriend.
-CCTV cameras on Shore Road just picked up Charlie's car.
- But Charlie's here.
-It must be Anne.
♪♪
-So these leathers are yours?
-I'm sorry. I panicked.
I'm not insured to ride George's bike.
-So why were you riding it?
-I needed to clear my head.
Charlie was away camping. He had the car with him.
It was early. I thought the roads would be empty.
-Where did you go?
-Just a quick loop round the town.
♪♪
-Do you recognise this?
-Yeah.
It was strapped to the bike when I took it out.
The bag fell when I swerved.
It's not mine.
♪♪
-You've lied to us from the start.
You said your dad was on holiday abroad,
but his passport's expired.
-No comment.
-You also said the bike, which was at your apartment
you share with your girlfriend, had been sold.
-No comment.
-Just so you know, Anne McCauley is commenting.
She's already admitted that she was the one
driving the motorcycle this morning
that was involved in the incident.
-When was the last time you used the bike?
-[ Sighs ] No comment.
♪♪
-Is this your bag, Mr McCready?
-[ Sniffs ]
Yeah, looks like mine.
-So you accept that this is your bag?
Because Anne's confirmed that this bag
was on the Axford Flyer that she took this morning
and that you were the last person to use the bike.
-Okay.
-So can you please explain to me why the bag was
full of herbal cannabis when we found it?
♪♪
-No comment.
♪♪
-So do you think that he's growing and she's supplying?
-If that's true, then he's gonna need somewhere private
for cultivating the plants --
a grow house of some sort.
-I'm looking at this photo that Taylor took last night
of the northern lights.
-Those aren't northern lights. -Let me see.
-Maybe it's aliens.
The truth is out there, Marlene.
-[ Scoffs ] I never took you for an "X-Files" fan.
-I'm more of an Agent Scully fan.
-What is it about you and women in authority, eh?
You might watch yourself, Jo.
-Oh, don't you worry. I can handle him.
-And now I am thinking...
lights.
-A grow house needs lights.
♪♪
-So, uh, did you see Finn, then?
Did he tell you all?
Ach, they know about it.
-Yeah, he...
he wants to, uh, see Assumpta.
-Well, he has questions -- about her, about his father.
-Look, Gran lied to him and he wants the truth.
And you know Dad -- he won't stop till he gets it.
-Well, as long as you're alright anyway, young fella.
[ Laughter ]
Hey, did they find the motorbike rider?
-I don't know. It's a rare bike, though.
Apparently, George McCready owns one.
-George? -I know, blast from the past.
I haven't seen him in years.
-Yeah, it's been a while for me too.
♪♪
-It was out past the glen.
Are you sure it wasn't the northern lights?
-No, we don't think so. Sorry.
-Thanks, Taylor.
-[ Sighs ]
-Was that about the court case?
-No, they wanted to know where I saw those lights last night.
I will need some time off though, if that's okay?
-Of course. We can manage.
-Clint will be away.
-Just focus on you.
-Ach, thanks, Nicole.
You're so sorted.
If it was my boyfriend going off with his band,
I'd be a bag of nerves.
Mind you, who's gonna be throwing themselves
at 50-year-old country and western singers?
Present company excluded.
-[ Chuckles ] 50? He's 45.
And he's not my boyfriend, he's my husband.
-Anyway, why would you go looking for burgers
when you've got steak at home?
-Aye, sometimes you really just fancy a good quarter pounder.
-[ Sighs ] -Clint?
-Yes, love?
-I've been thinking about the tour,
and Taylor's reminded me that her court case is coming up.
And if she goes to jail, we'll be short-staffed.
-Thanks for your concern.
-Also, the menu needs redesigning.
-What's wrong with the menu?
-What if someone ordered a burger
but what they really wanted was steak,
but they didn't know they wanted steak
because steak wasn't on the menu?
-But there is steak on the menu.
-I just don't think this is a good time
for you to be going away.
-You what?
What just happened?
-[ Sighs ]
♪♪
-Hi.
Any plans for tonight?
-Is your other boyfriend too busy?
I heard you on the phone to him last night.
-We never said that this was exclusive.
♪♪
[ Birds tweet ]
♪♪
-Look, I thought you were my girlfriend.
-You do not want me to be your girlfriend.
Trust me, I'm a nightmare.
And I don't want you to be my boyfriend.
-Right.
So we're just friends then?
-Yeah, friends...
with benefits.
-Benefits benefits?
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
♪♪
[ Lock rattles ]
Uh...
[ Sheep bleat in distance ]
[ Quiet rumbling ]
-That sounds like a generator.
-Look.
♪♪
Bingo.
♪♪
The lights from Taylor's photo.
-I'll get CSI down here and call Ryan.
He can hold the scene until it's cleared.
♪♪
-Barry?
[ Car door closes ]
What are you doing here? -I'm looking for George.
-Well, it'll have to wait. We need to search the premises.
-I have the keys here, Sarge. -Okay.
Look, George isn't here. Charlie claims he's on holiday.
-Sure, George is so sick he can hardly get out of bed,
never mind travel.
-Ryan, Barry says George is sick.
Can you get a hold of Siobhan?
[ Door opens ]
♪♪
-Hello, George.
How're you doing?
-George McCready has multiple sclerosis and you never told me?
-He wanted it kept quiet.
George is a proud man.
He made me swear not to tell anyone.
-When was that?
When he did that Don't Do Drugs ad for us.
-Oh, yeah, when he turned up drunk?
-He wasn't drunk. That was the symptoms of his illness.
If I'd known how bad it had gotten, I would have said.
-When did you see him last?
-A few months back.
I mean, I've called since, but that girl Anne,
she said he was out with Charlie.
-Anne McCauley? What, she was here?
-Yeah, I think she was helping Charlie with his dad.
-Well, I found this. It looks homemade.
-Hmm.
-Cannabis oil?
-It helps relieve the spasms in MS.
Now, they must have been desperate
to keep George's illness hidden
if they have been medicating him with illegal drugs.
-Why? There's no shame in being sick.
-Well, you can ask him. He's awake.
-Okay.
George?
We need to speak to you about this...
and about Charlie.
-He's a good lad.
The best.
-Did Charlie make this for you?
-I used to be that man hanging on the wall there.
-You're still that man, George.
-I'm done, Barry.
I can't win it.
I see that...
but Charlie can't.
At his age, I was living my life.
He's given up his.
I'm a burden to him now.
-Why didn't you ask for help before?
-Because I had my boy...
and my pride.
That was enough.
But I was selfish.
[ Tearfully ] I shouldn't have asked him to...
-Grow cannabis for you?
-It was so unfair on him.
[ Sniffles ]
♪♪
-When we lift prints from the grow house, Charlie,
I'm betting we find yours all over it.
-My colleagues have also seen your father.
-Is he okay? Is someone with him?
-Yeah, Dr O'Hare's treating him.
Did you make this for your dad?
-It's purely medicinal.
He was given some over in London by a friend
when he was first diagnosed.
When he came home, he needed more.
-Could he not have got it on prescription
from a local doctor?
-Can you imagine if the press found out that George McCready
was using cannabis?
And I owed it to him.
-Why?
-After my mum died, I got into trouble.
My da was always there for me,
no matter how many times I let him down.
-Getting him help wouldn't have been letting him down.
-He's my da.
I told him I'd take care of him,
just like he did for me.
I promised him, "I'm fighting this with you."
-Look, if all of this was for your dad,
why did you grow so much?
-As his illness got worse,
I needed to keep refining the dose,
grafting different strains in order to keep it effective.
I only held on to all the old plants
in case I ever needed them again.
-So you weren't planning on selling?
-No, of course not. It was all for him.
-Then why did Anne have such a large quantity
in that bag this morning?
-Honestly, I don't know.
♪♪
-It's what made me love Charlie,
how caring he was for his daddy.
-But?
-He gave up his course to look after George.
I tried my best to support him but...
Charlie didn't want anyone knowing about his dad,
so we couldn't even ask for help.
We started running out of money.
-And what about the apartment? The bike?
-It's all George's.
Besides, Charlie wouldn't let them go, anyway.
-Why not?
-'Cause it'd be him admitting
his dad will never use them again.
-Did he want to sell the cannabis?
-He wouldn't hear of it.
-So what happened?
-[ Tearfully ] I did it without him knowing.
-Where were you taking the drugs this morning?
-Or who were you taking them to?
-A friend from uni.
-Vince Duffy?
♪♪
-George McCready's son has been arrested.
-Who's George McCready? -Only a boxing legend.
-Until he ruined it.
Some people should know when to retire.
-Maybe he wanted to keep going,
grab every chance, chase all his dreams.
-Are we still talking about a boxer?
-Well, maybe he had money of his own to chase those dreams.
-Or a wife who supported him, helped him become a legend.
-We're not, then. -A local legend.
At least he knew to stay in Port Devine -- his home.
-Don't mind them.
-So you made it home in one piece, then?
We met last night at the campsite.
-Oh, of course. Sorry. -I'm Vince.
At least you saw the lights last night.
I spotted your photo on the bar's social page.
Where did you see them? -It was up past the Glen.
But don't waste your time. It wasn't them, apparently.
♪♪
[ Pen scratches ]
-Hi, Taylor.
Steak for a special?
-Don't ask.
-I heard you got a date for court.
-Yeah.
When I think of everything, with Dad and that...
-Taylor, it took a lot of guts for you to stay in Port Devine
after your dad left, and I'm really glad you did.
And your lights photo was invaluable.
-[ Sighs ] I'm such a townie.
Vince, a guy from the campsite last night
was asking where I filmed it.
-Vince?
Not Vince Duffy?
-I spoke to a colleague in Organised Crime.
Vince Duffy is known to them.
-Let me guess. Drugs offences?
-No convictions,
but his name has come up during a few operations.
-I'd say he knew exactly what Taylor's lights are,
and now he knows where to find them.
-Ryan's still holding the scene out there on his own.
We need to tell him to stay out of sight.
-Yeah, I'm on it.
-Okay, let's get going.
♪♪
[ Car turns off ]
[ Siren wails ]
[ Phone rings ] -It's Ryan.
Hello.
Yeah, okay.
Vince has arrived, but he's not alone.
There's three men with him.
-Tell Ryan to keep eyes on and not to engage.
-Okay.
♪♪
-Right, c'mon. Let's go.
[ Clattering ]
Clear out!
-Police! Stay where you are!
Wait there! Wait there, do not move!
[ Grunts ]
♪♪
-Police, stay where you are! Stay where you are!
[ Grunts ]
[ Scuffling ]
-[ Screams ]
-Papa Delta Eight Two Control. Backup required, over.
[ Brakes screech ]
-Hey! Stop now!
-Police! -Hey, give it up!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa!
♪♪
-Police! Stop!
[ Siren approaches ]
♪♪
-I'm arresting you for conspiracy to sell cannabis.
You don't have to say anything but I must caution you,
if you do not mention when questioned
something which you later rely on in court,
it may harm your defence.
If you do say anything, it may be given in evidence.
[ Breathing hard ]
[ Car doors close ]
-Head down.
-I'm sorry, Callum.
I was meant to be keeping an eye out, but he spotted me.
-Look, we've all done it.
Just wait for backup in future, okay?
-Hey.
Well done.
♪♪
-So when did you know that Anne wouldn't be coming
with the drugs you offered to sell for her?
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Then why did Anne McCauley text you
at 8:00 am this morning?
"I've lost the whole bag. Sorry.
I don't think this is a good idea."
-I, uh...
I don't remember that.
-Well, that's funny, because at 8:05 am, you replied with,
"I need those.
I've promised them to someone who doesn't take excuses."
We've printed all the messages we downloaded from her phone
to refresh your memory.
-Yeah, then, at 9:00 am,
"Tell me where the stash is and I'll collect it myself."
-At 11:25 am, "Tell me where the stash is
or I'm going to the papers about Charlie's old man."
At 1:30 pm...
-Yeah, okay. You've made your point.
-You weren't helping Anne or Charlie.
You were helping yourself.
-And you're keeping some very bad company, Vince.
-Yeah, company that would give you up in a heartbeat.
You're an amateur to them.
-Look, when I heard what Charlie was doing,
I figured we could all make a few quid.
He was growing the stuff anyway.
I owed that lot in the van. This would help clear the debt.
-You exploited two people who thought you were their friend.
-Well, you saw those guys.
You know what they would do if I didn't deliver?
-Well, what did you expect?
-Look, why don't you start by telling us who they work for?
-[ Sighs deeply ]
♪♪
-Anyone for the Commodore? [ Phone chimes ]
-Oh, oh.
Ash wants to see me. -Here we go.
Good luck, Marlene.
-Maybe see youse all up there later, yeah?
[ Door closes ]
-You go on, Ryan. We'll, um, wrap up here.
[ Door opens, closes ]
-And then there were two.
-Yeah, just not exclusively.
-[ Sighs ] Look, if you're not up for this, it's fine.
-No, hang on. So...
I could have other friends with benefits too?
-Yeah, of course.
If you wanted.
-Will we give the Commodore a miss?
♪♪
-Hey, Finn.
Hey, I'm glad I caught you.
Here.
This is the last number anyone had for Assumpta in the States.
♪♪
She may not even be there.
-Thank you.
♪♪
-Can we talk about this?
-There's nothing more to say.
-[ Sighs ] This is my chance
to make things right with my brother, Nicole.
-How? By getting away from here?
-What do you mean? This is my home.
But, you know, the buzz of being on the road...
you know, the audience love you.
-I love you. Is that not enough?
-Of course it's enough. -Then why do you have to go?
-I can't let Sly down again.
-What, like you did when you married me?
-Oh, that's not what I meant.
-That's exactly what you meant. You know what?
You're not going. -I am.
-Not with my money, you're not.
-[ Huffs ]
♪♪
-[ Clears throat ]
Hi. -Hi.
-Oh.
You forget how nice this is when you see it every day.
-Sometimes you have to take a step back
to see the way forward.
-Mm.
-I have something for you...
as a sign of my commitment.
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-What...?
-Of course I'll marry you.
-[ Laughs ]
[ Both laugh ]
-Oh.
[ Both laugh ]
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[ Both laugh ]
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-Barry. -Oh, Barry?
[ Laughter ]
-Time for champagne?
-Yes! [ Laughter ]
Congratulations, the pair of youse.
-I'm shaking. Um...
Okay, I, uh, I-I want to do this properly,
so I would like you to marry us in your church.
-Me?
-Yes, you. Why, is-is that a problem?
-But, but I-I-I can't do it.
-Why not? -Why, I...
I...
I never thought you meant...
like a...a real wedding in a church.
-Right.
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-Marlene!
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