25/09/2012 River City

Don't leave me, OK?

I won't, mate.

Deek?

He's gone.

If you'd taught him his Green Cross Code when he was a wean,

-I wouldnae be in this mess.

-It was you.

-Aye.

-Don't let anyone near this place, tell them you've smelled gas.

-Raymond...

-Get out!

Raymond?

Have you got a minute?

What do you want, Stevie?

Any word from the police?

No. Nothing.

Why've they not said who it was yet?

I don't know, son.

But they must know. They must know it was Sean.

I suppose.

Why's it not in the papers?

Maybe they don't think it's important.

I don't get it.

What's to get?

It was an accident as far as they're concerned, it's done.

What if it's not? What if they come after us?

We stick to our story. We never saw anything or anyone.

Simple as that, aye?

Stevie, son. Why are you doing this to me? Today of all days.

'Cos I'm freaking out, that's how!

I'm burying Deek today. I'm sorry.

I can't help you right now.

Where did you go?

A walk.

Everything OK?

Aye, fine.

Sir, have you seen this? Sean Kennedy's PM results.

No. Didn't know it was back in. What does it say?

Wait, he died in a fire.

No. Says he was dead before the fire.

What?

Blow to the back of the head. Someone killed him.

You are kidding me?

Not short of suspects, that's for sure.

Gabriel Brodie's probably a good place to start.

Don't know about that, sir.

That'd be a pretty stupid move on his part.

Yeah. 'Cause killers are renowned for their rational behaviour.

I should probably chase the fire report.

Gas leak might've been deliberate. Someone trying to cover their tracks.

One scumbag takes out another. Can't see why we should bother.

Fine. Chase the fire report.

-And we'd better get forensics to go back over everything. Maybe they missed something.

-Will do.

Raymond Henderson, Stephen Burns. Get them in.

Sir, it's his nephew's funeral today.

And that concerns me because?

Couldn't we just leave it until after?

They were the last people in The Ship prior to the explosion.

Chances are they saw something, or someone.

I know, sir, but...

Hey, right now, they're the only witnesses we've got.

And if I've got to waste any time investigating this lowlife's murder,

then I want it off my desk by dinner time.

Understood?

Henderson. Burns. Now!

What inquiries? Is this about the pub?

Leave it, Nicole.

No, what's happening?

Let's go.

-Stevie.

-It's fine, Nicole. Honest.

Tea?

No thank you, Gina.

Right, the flowers'll be arriving any minute.

Somebody needs to pick up cards that've gone to The Ship.

This is a difficult day for him. Do you have to talk to him now?

I know, I'm sorry to do this to you on a day like today.

But it won't take too long. The sooner we get this done, the sooner you have him back.

-Now remember, you've got to collect Shirley.

-Yeah, OK.

-Fact, you'd probably be best setting off now.

-I haven't got Stuart ready yet.

It's OK, Eileen. We'll manage.

I'll get Stuart dressed and wait for the flowers.

You go get Shirley.

-There you go.

-The food for the wake...

Serge's all over it.

Look, Raymond, the sooner you deal with the police,

-the sooner you get back here, eh?

-Thanks, Gina.

Are you sure you're up to this?

Yeah. I'll be as quick as I can. OK?

What's going on?

They're here, sir. Ready when you are.

Anything on that fire report yet?

Just came through. Inconclusive.

Cap came off the gas pipe in the kitchen.

No way of knowing if it was deliberate or not.

Brilliant.

Saw SOCOs at The Ship.

Yeah, well, the sooner we get our murder weapon, the better.

Right, let's get this thing done, shall we?

We're going to need to take your fingerprints while you're here.

Is that a problem?

No. What for?

Elimination purposes. Someone downstairs'll sort it, before you go.

Elimination from what?

The body we found at the Ship was Sean Kennedy.

The post mortem results came in this morning. And...

Looks like he was dead before the fire started.

How? I mean, how do you know?

There was no smoke in his lungs.

It can only mean one thing, I'm afraid.

So. Stevie. Did you know Kennedy was in the building?

No, I didn't.

I hadn't seen him all afternoon.

But you saw him earlier in the day.

Yes. Before I went back to the hospital.

Anyone else hanging around?

I don't think so.

Someone you hadn't seen before.

No. Sorry.

Any new faces recently?

No-one in particular.

What was Sean like when you saw him?

How do you mean?

Was he happy? Excited? Jumpy?

How should I care what sort of mood he was in?

My nephew was in intensive care, bigger things on my mind.

Fair to say Sean Kennedy wasn't short of enemies.

That's an understatement.

Do you know if he argued with anyone? In the last couple of days maybe.

No. Tried to stay out of it all, to be honest.

Must have been a lot of comings and goings.

Kennedy had his fingers in a lot of pies.

If you say so.

Did any of his visitors ever get nasty?

Like I say, I tried to stay out it as much as I could.

So. He lets himself into the pub,

-helps himself to a bottle of brandy then goes upstairs.

-Uh-huh.

And you didn't go after him?

And you know he was alone?

Far as I know.

Do you know if there was anyone waiting for him?

No.

No, you don't know? Or there was no-one waiting?

There was nobody waiting for him.

But you hadn't gone upstairs yourself?

No.

Well then, how do you know he was alone, then?

'Cause...

I don't know. But I never saw anybody.

I finished up at the bar and then I left.

I'm sorry, but what do you want from me?

This is a murder investigation, Stevie.

All I want from you is the truth.

Do you know who killed Sean Kennedy?

No. I don't know anything, man. I swear.

Are we done here?

For now.

I'm sure Deek willnae mind if you turn up without a tie.

I'm a pallbearer. I cannae turn up without one.

Bob, stop it.

We've got hours yet. We'll find it.

It's all right to be angry.

I'm not angry.

Aye, you are. Just, don't let it take you over, right?

Where'd you find these?

Top of the wardrobe.

Shirley must have left them when she moved out.

Thought we could maybe use them at the wake.

Look at him.

He's happy, smiling.

Maybe give folk a chance to remember him for how he was.

Aye, I just can't believe he's gone.

I know.

DOOR BUZZER

BUZZER GOES AGAIN

Oh, Robbie!

SHE SOBS

Total waste of time. Any joy with Burns?

Not really. He wasn't giving much away.

Gabriel Brodie checked in yet?

Not yet. You want to wait 'til he shows?

No. Could be here all day. Let's keep this thing moving.

PHONE RINGS

Stevie, hold on.

What?

What did he ask you?

Just if I'd seen anybody hanging about.

That's good. Isn't it?

-How?

-Means we're out the frame, don't you think?

If they're only interested in us as witnesses.

I don't know.

Raymond, I didn't ask for this.

I know, Stevie son, and I'm sorry, but...

But what?

I don't know, son. I've got to go.

Raymond?

-Did you not get Shirley?

-Gina went. Stuart kicked off when I tried to leave.

It was better that way. So, what happened?

-Nothing. It's not important.

-You sure?

Because the police are all over The Ship.

And Scarlett's been on the phone sniffing around.

So, what are they looking for?

-How should I know?

-You've spent an hour down the police station. They must have told you something.

What? What is it?

They found a body at The Ship. After the fire.

What? Who?

Sean Kennedy.

Oh, my god. Did you know he was in there?

'Course not.

So, what happened?

He was killed, Eileen. Somebody killed him.

He was murdered?

Do they know who did it?

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Raymond.

That's us here.

-Raymond.

-Shirley.

Oh. I'm so sorry. So, so sorry.

I know. We all are.

I wish I could have said goodbye.

You weren't to know it was going to happen.

How are you?

I don't know.

I'm glad to see you, though.

It's a pity it takes something like this to get me home.

-I should get changed.

-Raymond?

See if Shirley needs anything. Please. I need to get ready.

I'll put the kettle on, eh?

'Kennedy was murdered?'

Uh-huh.

After what happened to Deek...

It kinda makes you believe in karma, doesn't it?

So where were you at the time of the explosion?

I didn't kill him.

That's not what I asked you.

Look, he's the only guy who knows I didn't kill those lassies.

Why the hell would I kill him?

When was the last time you saw him?

He came to the Arcade. He threatened my family.

So I laid him out.

Laid him out? Or killed him?

I already told you. How does him being dead help me?

Where were you? At say, six o'clock.

With my family. At 13 Montego Street.

After I threw Kennedy out, I headed straight over there.

I locked the place down and I stayed there as long as I could.

-And they'll confirm this?

-'Course they will.

Tell me about his operation?

Look, I've told you all I know about that man's business.

Had you heard any rumours of a hit?

Threats being made to his life? A deal gone wrong or...

Look, you've got my alibi.

So, if there's nothing else, I think we're done here.

We might be needing you again, so don't go anywhere.

That's not likely, is it?

I'll see you out.

Mr Brodie seemed to know rather more than he should, wouldn't you say?

I was just following a line of enquiry.

I figured he might be more co-operative

if he knew what was at stake.

Fingerprint analysis. Forensics went back over the scene.

Four sets of prints at the scene. Raymond Henderson. Obviously.

Sean Kennedy.

Stephen Burns.

No surprises there.

And Lenny Murdoch.

What?

Lenny Murdoch was at our scene.

You don't think this is his work, do you?

No, no, no. No, he wouldn't be that careless.

Still, best to have a wee chat. I'll pay him a visit.

-Shouldn't you be at a funeral?

-No, I'm fine, sir, I'm fine here.

No, you're all right. Just check Brodie's alibi on your way, yeah?

And keep your eyes peeled at the church.

OK. Thanks, sir.

Eyes peeled. Gob shut.

If I'd known, when I said goodbye, that I would never see him again...

I know. Will keeps telling me it'll get easier.

I don't know. I think you get better at dealing with it.

At not being surprised that they're gone.

Maybe you even miss them a wee bit less often.

But it's always hard. It always hurts.

Really?

I'm sorry. That wasn't very helpful, was it?

DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

Hi, sorry. I couldn't get away.

Hi. Sorry.

-It's OK. Iona's been looking after me.

-Good.

I hate the thought of you being on your own. You OK?

I'll just finish getting ready.

I really did want to be here, you know.

I know you did. It's OK.

Don't, please. I've only just stopped.

I really couldn't get through all of this without you. You know?

Thank you. For coming home.

I'll be here, when you need me.

You want to pin it on me?

No, no, no. Not your style.

Was just hoping you could help us narrow things down a bit.

For you? Why would I want to do that?

If it was a gangland killing, you might have heard about it.

Maybe.

And?

Kennedy's ruffled a few feathers lately. Big players.

Tony Reid...

He can't be too happy with what went down at the Tall Ship

a few weeks back.

You stick a pin in a phone directory, you'll find somebody who wanted Kennedy dead.

You any idea what was happening over there?

No.

I tend to stay out of there as much as I can.

Right.

Want to tell me what your fingerprints were doing,

all over a glass we found upstairs, then?

Not really.

Were you drinking with Sean Kennedy?

Nope.

We can take this down the station if you'd rather do it there.

Henderson wanted a word.

What about?

He just wanted some advice, you know. Kennedy was leaning on him.

Things were getting out of control.

And Raymond wanted you to... what? Help him get rid of him?

Nah. Just, he was scared, you know? He was out his depth.

He just needed a bit of help manning up.

Aye, how were you going to help him do that?

I don't know. I don't know what he wanted.

The guy's a diddy. Getting into bed with Kennedy. His problem.

I just told him to keep his head down.

Come on, Lenny. If you know, tell me, who did it?

I already told you, loads of people wanted him dead...

but, as you say, if it was a hit, I'd have heard about it.

Thanks.

Stella thought they'd maybe be useful.

-As what?

-To cheer people up.

He looks so happy. So young.

It's a crying shame, burying a boy like that.

You all right?

-You don't look all right.

-I'm fine.

-Stevie...

What?

-Why are you being so mean?

-I'm not.

You won't tell me what's going on.

You keep biting my head off. You haven't touched me for days.

Nicole, don't do this.

Do what? I'm your girlfriend. I deserve to know what's going on.

Is it me? Have I done something wrong?

Nothing's going on!

Then why do you keep pushing me away?

-Have you met someone else?

-No!

Then what's your problem?

They pulled a body out of The Ship, all right?

It was Sean Kennedy.

And all this.

This is all his fault.

He's the reason why we're all here.

He ran over poor Deek and left him to die.

I need to get to the church.

Why didn't you tell me, Stevie? This is massive.

You don't think I know that?

I have to be there for him. I'll see you later.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Here, let me help you with that.

I know Deek was the only family you had left.

Apart from Stuart.

And I know how much you've got on your plate today.

I should never have pushed you about the police.

It was selfish of me.

I just want us all to go home.

I'm sorry.

There.

Now, let's go and do something for Deek.

Let's celebrate his life.

You ready?

Come on.

It's time.

MURMUR OF QUIET CONVERSATION

You OK?

I suppose.

And Raymond? How's he doing?

Not great.

As if today wasn't hard enough...

D'you know someone died in the fire?

Sean Kennedy.

Well, he was driving the car. He killed Deek.

-Molly told me.

-What?

I'm gonnae speak to Will.

Ma...

So, is it true?

Sorry?

Is it true?

Is what true?

Did Sean Kennedy run over Deek?

This is not the time or the place, Mrs Mullen.

Did that man kill Deek?

But this is not the place to be discussing it, OK?

Raymond, did you know this?

How could this have happened?

That's enough, Scarlett. We can do this later.

Come on. Now! I'm sorry.

We should go in.

-You OK?

-Aye.

DOOR OPENS

Missing someone isn't about how long it's been

since you've seen them or the amount of time since you've talked.

It's about that moment when you find yourself doing something

and wishing they were right there by your side.

Well, I wish Deek was here with me the now, 'cause I'm no good at this.

And he was.

"You can shed tears that he is gone, or you can smile

"because he has lived.

"You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back,

"Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left.

"Your heart can be empty because you can't see him,

"Or you can be full of the love that you shared."

I'm sorry.

"You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,

"Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

"You can remember him and only that he is gone...

"Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.

"You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back,

"Or you can do what he would want -

"smile, open your eyes, love and go on."

At this point I'd like to invite Derek's uncle, Raymond,

to speak a few words.

Raymond?

Before I start, I need to thank

Bob and Stella for their beautiful reading.

Thanks you pair.

Not sure I can top that.

Well, not with this, anyway.

You all knew Deek.

You all cared about him, loved him.

What can I tell you about him that you don't already know?

But I can tell you about Sean Kennedy.

Anybody want to talk about him?

'Cause I know what you've all heard,

what you've been wasting your time gossiping about on Deek's day.

Sean Kennedy cost me my livelihood.

He drove my family away.

And he tried to rip the heart out of this community.

Because of him, I took my eye off the ball.

Because of him, I wasn't there when Deek needed me the most.

When he was scared.

When he was dying.

Kennedy kept me from him.

I should never have let him in.

I should have shut the door in his face.

Should have been stronger. Asked for more help.

I should have done something sooner. Before...

Before.

We're taught, are we not, to always turn the other cheek, is that right?

That doesn't seem right to me.

What use is that to anyone?

How does that help?

Where's the justice?

An eye for an eye.

Makes sense.

A life for a life.

Sounds more like it, doesn't it?

Well, that's what he got.

Kennedy took Deek...

..and someone took Kennedy.

He got what he deserved. That's justice.

So now you know. You know it all.

And now it stops.

I don't want to hear that man's name again.

We don't talk about that man ever!

I was told that this funeral should be a celebration.

A celebration of Deek's life.

So now it starts.

Because that man has taken enough from us.

He's not taking today.

That was some speech from Raymond, wasn't it?

Mind you, maybe it needed said.

What you thinking?

Nothing....just funerals. They don't get any easier, do they?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Just never heard a eulogy quite like that before.

No. I hope he's OK.

Yeah. Me too.

Sorry. Could I borrow Will for a minute, please?

-We're just heading to the wake, sir.

-I won't keep you long.

We'll see you over there.

I won't be long, OK?

You coming in?

Yeah, sure.

Are you OK?

I'm, fine, really.

Brodie's alibi?

Rock solid, sir.

Thought as much. Got nothing from Murdoch either.

Good service?

Under the circumstances.

Look, d'you want to take the lead on this? Doesn't need the both of us.

-Suits me.

-Good man.

I've got plenty of other stuff to be getting on with.

But keep me posted, yeah?

Will do.

Stevie.

-You got a minute?

-Just on my way in.

It won't take long.

How did Raymond know Sean killed Deek?

I don't know. Must have got out.

Can't keep secrets round here.

How about you?

What about me?

You knew. Didn't you? Before the eulogy. Before you got to the church.

Come on, Stevie. I saw the way you reacted. You knew.

So what if I did?

-And you didn't discuss it with Raymond, no?

-No. No, I didn't.

And if it's all right with you, I'm gonnae raise a glass to my dead pal.

-Here, remember that time I proposed to Zara?

-Who?

Her folks owned the shop way back.

We went to school together. This was what...

about nine year ago?

-He talked Deek into nicking a cherry picker.

-What?

Have you no' heard this? Her maw wouldn't let her see me.

So I did the only thing I could think of.

Aye, and nicked a cherry picker.

So Deek was operating the thing.

Trying to get me up to her window.

Anyway, he couldn't work it.

And I was in the middle of this big romantic speech, and the thing

started going up and down, side to side.

Every time he tried to pop the question the cage thing

juddered down, and went left to right, right to left.

I kept shouting to Deek, to steady me and he gets more and more stressed out.

I thought he was going to explode.

Stevie, son, don't go. Talk to me.

What d'you want me to say, eh?

You want me to say everything's all right?

That we're doing the right thing?

I just want to see how you are.

Peachy, Raymond. Just peachy.

You know Will was asking how you know about the accident.

Was he? When?

Just there. He thinks I'm hiding something.

What did you say?

Don't panic. I never gave you away.

But when he works out what happened, however we dress it up,

however many times we tell ourselves that scumbag Sean Kennedy

didn't matter, jail time's still going to be real.

It's not gonnae come to that.

Raymond, I don't want to fight with you.

You've been so good to me.

But you're kidding yourself on if you think this isn't going get back to me and you.

I don't want to go back to the jail.

You see her?

I love her.

I love her so much.

I want a future with her. Here.

A family maybe.

A life.

I'm going to lose all that, now. Because of what you did.

I'm sorry, son. If I could make it go away...

But you can't.

I'll lie for you.

Because of what you did for me.

But don't expect me to be happy about it.

Or find it easy. All right?

You OK?

Aye, I think so.

-PHONE RINGS

-Sorry.

DC Cooper.

You know, I'm really glad that you said all that stuff.

At the church.

It's best things are out in the open.

I guess so.

OK. Yep. Right. I'll head over now.

Cheers.

-That you away?

-Sorry.

Is it really that important?

Do you have to go now?

Well, they've just found the murder weapon, so I should check it out.

Actually, you know what, I guess they won't need me right away.

-I'll duck out later. See what they got.

-You sure?

Of course I'm sure. I want to be here, with you.

Thank you.

What's up with Stevie?

I don't know.

You were the last person to talk to him. The poor boy's in bits.

Look, Eileen, I don't know what's wrong with him. OK?

I haven't got time for this.

There you are.

I've got a taxi waiting outside.

I just wanted to say bye.

It's a shame you couldn't stay longer.

Well, the longer I stay, the harder it'll be to leave.

Come here.

Mind and come and visit me, eh?

Aye, course.

You all right?

Oh, darling, come here.

It's all right.

Are these getting washed or are we throwing them out?

Stop doing that. You dinnae need to hide how you're feeling.

Stella?

I'm sorry. I didn't want you to see me like this.

-How no'?

-Because he was your pal.

He was your pal too.

-I know, but...

-Listen,

you take good care of her, aye?

Aye. I'll see you later.

You all right?

He saved my life.

Everything I've got is down to him. Even you.

I just miss him so much...

I know.

SHE SOBS

What's going on?

You've been jumpy all day.

And Stevie. He could hardly bear to look at you.

-What did you do?

-Nothing.

You knew Sean Kennedy killed Deek. Didn't you?

Before anyone else mentioned it.

So, how did you know? Who told you?

Does it really matter, Eileen?

I know you, Raymond.

You lied to me.

You're gonnae just drop it, please.

I want the truth.

What happened to Sean Kennedy?

What happened to Sean Kennedy? What happened? What have you done?

I've done what I should have done a long time ago!

I killed him, all right? You happy? That what you wanted to hear?

What?

I'm not proud of what I've done. You think I wanted you to know? I just...

I saw red, I grabbed the nearest thing I could,

I smacked him over the head with it. I was angry. I was so angry!

Oh, my God!

He was upstairs,

wearing Deek's watch. He was pushing me, goading me.

So you set fire to our home?!

Why didn't you go to the police?

I panicked! I was trying to cover it up.

He ruined my life.

He took my pub, our home.

He killed my nephew.

I'm glad he's dead

and I'm not sorry I killed him.

I'd do it all again. All of it.

No. You can't mean that.

I'm not sure how I'm gonnae live with this

but I did what I had to.

Then you're no better than him.

So what happens now?

I don't know.

I don't want to go to jail, Eileen.

I don't want Stuart growing up without a father.

You have to fix this, Raymond.

KEYS CLINK

DOOR CREAKS OPEN

Raymond?

Raymond, you shouldn't be here, mate.

It's not safe and it's still a crime scene.

It was me.

What was you?

I did it.

I killed Sean Kennedy.

He killed my nephew.

He ran him down in the street like a dog.

Left him to die.

And he didn't care.

He didn't even care.

Right, darling, I'm gonnae pick up Madonna.

No, listen, leave them...

Dad, these are vegetarian...

I came to you.

I came to you for help,

and you couldn't do anything. You wouldn't do anything!

If that man hadn't been here, none of this would have happened.

Deek would still be alive

and my life wouldn't be the unholy mess it is right now.

I killed Sean Kennedy because someone had to do something.

And there was nobody else there?

No. Just me.

I killed him.

Go back to your friends, Raymond.

What?

You buried your nephew today.

You shouldn't be here. Alone like this.

But don't you need to take me in or something?

The investigation into Sean Kennedy's death is ongoing.

But I told you what happened. I told you what I did.

Today's about Deek.

Now, you should really go. It's not safe here.

Hi. Cooper here.

The poker. How you getting on with it?

No. No, that's fine. No rush. Just get to it when you can.

I'm serious, it's not a problem.

We've got plenty of stuff to be getting on with here.

Yeah, cheers.

Stevie, you got a second?

It's important. Please.

I spoke to Will. Told him what I did.

You serious?

I should never have asked you to get involved.

How did it go?

I don't know.

He just said to come back here.

But the main thing is, I said I was on my own.

You're in the clear.

You didn't have to do that.

Yeah, I did. Cos you were gonnae cover for me, weren't you?

In spite of how hard it was for you.

You're the closest thing I've got to a family.

I'm not gonnae risk that, am I?

Yeah.

Well, if today's taught me anything,

it's that you've got to look after your family.

So, don't worry anymore.

Come here.

So what are we gonnae do with the photos?

Maybe we should keep them up for another week or so.

-Other people might want to see them. What do you think?

-Aye.

Think that's us, then, eh?

Was a good turn out, wasn't it?

Aye, it was.

-The rest we can do at home, eh?

-Yeah, I think we're done here.

Thanks for all your help.

Well, it was the least we could do.

Actually, before you all head off...

There's something I'd really like to show you.

I had it made before I came over.

I thought it'd be nice to reunite the boy with his granda.

It's a small comfort, I know, but...

Young people just shouldn't die.

It shouldn't be allowed.

It's going to leave a big hole for all of us.

Raymond?

On you go. I'll stay with him.

You sure?

Yeah, I won't be long.

Thank you, Shirley, it was a lovely thought. Thank you.

-Let us know if there's anything you need.

-I will. Thanks.

You go home, Stevie.

You've already done more than you had to.

I'm sorry.

Yeah?

I've not been behaving very well, have I?

Not really, no.

What's going on?

I just had to sort stuff out

with Raymond and the pub and that.

Darlin', I'm sorry, I shouldn't have took it out on you.

No, you shouldn't.

Is everything sorted now?

Aye. Aye, it is.

Forgive me?

Forgive me?

So what happens now, Raymond?

We need to put it behind us.

At least for now.

Put it behind us?

I know it's not easy but we can't let it rule our lives

while we wait to find out what Will's going to do.

And how are we supposed to put this behind us?

I don't know.

I kind of thought you could help me with that.

I still don't know what I think about all this.

I still don't what I feel about...

..you.

Maybe when we go home...

That's not my home anymore.

Eileen, what are you saying? I need you.

I can't deal with this right now.

I can't be near you. I'm sorry.

Eileen. It'll be OK.

Raymond, you killed somebody.

Nothing's OK anymore.

I'm afraid the blast wasn't the cause of your son's death.

You mean my boy was murdered?

Seemed like a nice old guy. So much for "like father, like son".

The old man's much worse.

-Billy the Butcher.

-Sean's da.

-Awright?

-No.

-His dad's here?

-Yeah, and he's dangerous

so if he comes anywhere near, keep your mouth shut.

I hope they catch his killer soon, so as he can rest in peace.

Sean, I mean, not his killer.

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