(spirited music) ♪ (birds squawking) (uplifting guitar music) ♪ (Barry) Do you mind if we call in at the festival?

There's something I don't want to miss.

(Leila) Okay.

This won't take long.

You're not in a rush, are you, Lilo?

Uh, not really.

It's Leila.

♪ (Barry) How are you doing?

All right.

♪ (birds squawking) ♪ (Clint) Bout ye, folks!

(Barry) Hey, bout ye, Clint!

(Nicole) You coming to the hooley tomorrow, Barry?

Last night of the festival.

(Barry) I wouldn't miss it, Nicole.

♪ -It's a race?

-Aye.

Nutters.

Making eejits of themselves.

(Concepta) Get into line, now!

Here, you want to watch that one.

(Concepta) On your marks.

Get set... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You in the mauve one-piece, back behind the line.

Listen for the whistle.

(applause, cheering) (energetic music) ♪ (Barry) Go on!

♪ (cheering continues) ♪ Yes!

♪ Yes!

(laughing) ♪ (shouting) ♪ (cheering) ♪ Yes!

♪ Woo!

(Shay) Dad!

-There you go.

-Ah, Shay.

-No worries.

-Thank you.

(Leila) Hey, there.

Leila.

(Finn) Ah.

Detective Constable Leila Hussain?

Inspector Finn O'Hare.

-We spoke earlier.

-We did.

Good to meet you.

How's the water?

(Finn) The water's baltic.

But we're made of strong stuff here.

Because your transfer was rushed, I've organized you some temporary accommodation.

Actually, I found somewhere online.

-Oh.

-Run by a local lady who seems very friendly, so... Well, it's best if it's somewhere off-radar, so to speak, because, you know, we need to keep a low profile.

So I'd--I'd need to know... Of course.

Port Devine B&B.

Ah.

-Will I be all right there?

-Oh, you'll be all right.

You're just moving in with the nosiest woman in Port Devine.

(Concepta) Who you calling nosy?

-Ma!

-Well done in the race.

Still got it in you.

Thanks, Ma.

(Concepta) You'll be Leila?

Concepta Philomena O'Hare.

Welcome to Port Devine.

(Finn) Leila's gonna be working with us for a while, Ma.

Oh, is she now?

(honking) My case is still in his car!

(indistinct chatter) (mellow guitar music) ♪ (Concepta) Don't you worry.

He's a holy terror, but we'll track him down.

(Barry) So, you've met Concepta.

Or The Concept, as she's formally known.

Watch it!

Come on in, love.

(Barry) I'll just get your bag from the car.

Thanks.

(whirring, hissing) (mouthing words) (soft guitar music) ♪ (Concepta) When I read your name, I thought to myself, Sir Ben Kingsley.

He was majestic in that role.

He never looked better than in that loincloth.

Ah, Gandhi.

Great film.

But I'm not Indian, I'm Nottingham born and bred.

My parents were born in Pakistan.

But you know, you're technically right, before partition, when they made the border, it was all India then.

-How do you mean?

-Well, the Muslim families, like my grandparents, had to flee into newly-created Pakistan.

It's pretty complicated.

Sounds rather familiar.

Come on into the kitchen.

I've got cream puffs to go with your tea.

(soft music) ♪ (door opening) ♪ (sighing) Are they going to eat me, Abu?

♪ (knocking) ♪ (Concepta) How are you getting on in here?

-Are you warm enough?

-I am.

Now, I've been on the internet.

You'll want to know where Mecca is.

If you look out that window, towards the sea, -that's on your way... -Actually, I'm not devout, so I won't be bothering.

-Oh.

-I really appreciate the thought, though.

Anyhoo, what I didn't ask you over the phone was, what brings you to Port Devine?

(flare hissing) -What was that?

-That's a flare, gone off in the harbor.

A boat must be in trouble.

I'll take a mosey down there.

(Concepta) You don't know who you'll meet at this hour.

I'm a police officer.

Thanks for everything.

♪ (Callum) Right, fellas.

Just keep back, please, yeah?

Thanks, guys.

Just stay back.

Get on home.

That's fine.

Nothing to see.

Thank you.

Need any help?

Leila Hussain, new detective constable.

Right.

PC Callum McCarthy.

-So, you're local?

-No.

Belfast, born and bred.

Yeah, it's a bit of a backwater here, to be honest.

Come the weekends, if I'm not working, I'm out of here.

If you ever need a spin down to the big city, I'll show you around.

Awesome craic, like.

(Leila) What's happened here then?

(Callum) Oh, yeah.

Man overboard.

Lifeguard's, uh, bringing him in now.

(Finn) You okay there, mate?

-Just about.

-Can you tell us what happened?

(Ryan) A couple of maniacs got onto my boat.

I tried to tackle them, they pushed me in.

So what were they after?

(Ryan) There's not much on it, unless they wanted the boat itself.

(coughing) (Callum) So, uh, checked out the Commodore yet?

You should come down tomorrow.

Last night of the festival.

Be powerful good craic.

Okay.

Good to know.

I'll leave you to it.

Night.

Night.

(soft guitar music) ♪ (birds squawking) ♪ (Callum) Guess who I met last night?

The new detective constable, Leila.

-Oh!

-She's very nice.

We got on extremely well.

-Did you now?

-Showed her the ropes with the whole maritime policing thing.

She was right across the incident, which I appreciated.

Because I like strong women.

(Marlene) Oh, she's a strong woman, is she?

Super.

We can ball-break together then.

(tapping of computer keys) ♪ (birds chirping) ♪ (buzzing, door opening) -Hi there.

-Hi.

(Finn) Leila.

Come in.

I believe you met Callum last night.

This is Marlene.

What Marlene doesn't know about Port Devine you could write on the corner of a postage stamp.

(Marlene) How are ya?

(Leila) I hope I don't drive you mad with questions.

(Marlene) So, um, what brings you over here?

(Finn) Leila...

This is your desk right there.

Any follow-up required on that harbor incident last night?

(Callum) It's all done and dusted.

I had a word with your man Ryan Reilly, once the ambulance folk had checked him over.

He reckons he just got confused and there probably wasn't anyone else involved.

Bit of a U-turn, isn't it?

When I was there, he was saying he was pushed in, which could be GBH, worst case, attempted murder.

(Finn) Shall we?

♪ I don't think it works.

(Marlene) Oh, it does, cub.

So he hired her, then?

Didn't you say there's been no CID for donkeys?

(Marlene) Exactly.

And she lands in, out of the blue, and Finn's all man of mystery.

(Callum) That's what I was thinking.

A woman of her caliber, like.

And you're all interested.

(Callum) No, I am not.

Mm-hm.

Go, go, go!

(clearing throat) (Finn) Callum, could you dig out some cold case files?

Leila can get started on those.

What I'm keen to do is roll my sleeves up, dive in.

(Finn) Ah, sure, there's loads of time for diving in.

Let's crack on with those cold case files first, yeah?

Thanks, Leila.

(soft music) ♪ (birds squawking) ♪ -There's more?

-Oh, yeah.

Years' worth.

♪ -Marlene?

-Oh.

-Hello, again.

-You're here.

The bad penny.

(Marlene) What's up?

(Barry) My rib's been stolen.

-Your rib?

-Yeah, it's a...

It's a boat, like a big dinghy.

(Barry) Went down to the harbor this morning, completely vanished.

Here, Callum, you need to write this down.

(Callum) Right, no, the--the owner's here.

Rib's been spotted abandoned on the coast road.

Man overboard and a boat stolen from the same harbor?

Doesn't sound like a coincidence.

Maybe.

See, that was me, 20 years ago, making the connections no one else saw.

(Marlene) So, Barry was Inspector in the Royal Ulster Constabulary, which is the old police force here.

(Leila) I'll do everything I can to catch the thief and get your boat back to you.

(Barry) I've every faith in you, wee girl.

Oh, yes.

(Marlene) See ya.

He's a bit of a one, isn't he?

(Marlene) Uncle Barry?

Yeah, I suppose he is.

(guitar music) Callum, shall we head down to the crime scene, then?

♪ (door closing) ♪ (soft music) (birds squawking) ♪ (Callum) Well...

There's your rogue flare.

Better get CSI down.

(Callum) What, to Port Devine?

Whoever stole the rib most probably had a role in the Ryan incident.

(Callum) They could have just seen him in the water and decided to let off the flare.

(Leila) Sure, but more likely, they witnessed him being pushed in, or pushed him in themselves.

-Right there, lad?

-Right, Callum?

My main man.

(Callum) What are you up to there?

(Shay) I'm just getting this baby back to base.

(Leila) This your boat, is it?

(Shay) Sure is.

-I forgot where I left it!

-Shay, this is Leila, our new colleague from England.

(Leila) Hi, Shay.

It's funny, that, because this boat was reported stolen by its owner, -and that wasn't you.

-Okay, like, you know, it's not technically mine.

(Callum) Um, Leila, if Shay's dropping it back, maybe we can just let this one go?

(Leila) Barry didn't say anything about loaning it to anyone.

(Shay) Look, everyone knows I'm allowed in it.

What's that in your hand?

Uh, marker pen.

See, I was going to write "Shay" on the side in big, black letters.

You know, so everyone knows I'm allowed in it.

♪ I'm arresting you on suspicion of theft.

You do not have to say anything... Go on, Callum, tell her to relax her cacks.

(Leila) It may harm your defense if... Look, I know the drill, missus.

My dad's filled me in.

Who's your dad, then?

Inspector Finn O'Hare.

♪ Well, you'll be seeing him in a minute.

♪ (buzzing) ♪ (Callum) Leila, um, apprehended Shay at the rib.

His nan's coming in to be the appropriate adult.

Can I have a wee word, Leila?

Callum, want to take down a few details for Shay -before we start?

-Yeah.

(Marlene) You've arrested him?

I don't know what the protocol is over the water... but this wee lad is the inspector's son.

So maybe a ticking-off, send him on his way, wouldn't... wouldn't that be the best way forward?

On top of theft, we're talking about him being a potential witness to a serious assault, a man pushed off a boat.

A word in Uncle Barry's ear and this all goes away.

(Finn) What all goes away?

Uh, boss... -Shay's in the interview room.

-What?

(Leila) I arrested him for the theft of Barry's rib.

-You did?

-I didn't think you'd want me to treat him in any way different, sir... (Finn) No, I wouldn't, you're 100% right about that.

(Shay) Is my nan here yet?

(moody music) Hi, Dad.

♪ We'll talk about this tonight, Shay.

♪ (door closing) (Shay) Nanny, it's terrible.

I mean, she's arrested me, I was doing nothing wrong.

(Concepta) I find out anything different, I'll warm your bum for you.

Barry did say I could go out in the boat.

(Leila) Shay, I've checked with Barry.

He's very clear you had no such permission.

(Shay) Ah, sure, that doddery old sod can't remember what day it is!

(Concepta) Watch it, cheeky wee article.

He's given me the keys loads of times.

(Marlene) Did he give you the keys last night?

No, I, um...

I got them from Clint's cupboard, at the pub.

Look, I've told yous, I wasn't in the harbor when all this hoo-ha was going on and I don't know nothing about no man overboard business.

(knocking, buzzing) (Callum) Uh, this is for you.

Sorry it took me a while.

Timestamped 2130 hours.

Thanks.

CCTV footage from the harbor last night.

(soft music) ♪ This what you call being on your own, is it?

♪ -Who's she?

-Pfft.

Just some girl.

I don't--don't remember her name.

(Leila) Can you tell us what you saw, from the beginning?

We were just going around the harbor.

We heard shouting and looked over and saw a man go in off his boat.

Look, I let off the flare and all, but I didn't want to get caught, you know, in the rib.

So we scarpered.

And that's it, all right?

Honest.

(guitar music) ♪ (buzzing) ♪ Hi, Dad.

♪ Go straight home, Shay.

I'll be back at six.

♪ Thanks, Ma.

(Concepta) He's a not a bad lad, really.

Must have been hard on him, his mom careering off like that.

(Marlene) See you later.

(doors closing) (Leila) I don't think that was the full picture.

I think Shay's covering for that girl.

Did you recognize her?

(Marlene) Nope.

But someone in the Commodore will.

(moody music) ♪ (Nicole) What do you reckon?

(lively fiddle music) Yeah, that's gorgeous.

(door opening) ♪ (Nicole) Ooh, a man in uniform!

You're making my day, Callum.

(Callum) Right, Nicole.

-Hi, Clint.

-All right, Callum?

Is this the new lady detective, then?

(Leila) Detective Constable Leila Hussain.

(Nicole) That an English accent I hear?

Delighted to meet you, Leila.

I'm Nicole Devine.

Yes, as in Port Devine.

Ah, is that a coincidence, or...?

(Nicole) Well, actually, when my great-great-great-grandfather Guthrie Devine settled here, he was such a character, they renamed the town after him.

Devines have lived here ever since.

-Where are you from?

-Nottingham, though I'm not called Leila Nottingham, unfortunately.

(Nicole) Oh, so, you must be forever popping down to London.

(Leila) Oh, no, only the once.

There's enough buzz in Nottingham to keep me going.

(Nicole) Oh, I know what you mean.

When I lived in London, it was all go.

I was up and down the Shard like a yo-yo.

(Clint) Would you let them get on with their jobs?

-How can we help you, Leila?

-Shay O'Hare took out Barry Pettigrew's rib last night.

He said he took the key from your cupboard yesterday.

(Clint) Right, I'll have it out with him.

He usually helps me with deliveries.

I'm good mates with his da'.

Did you see who he was with last night?

(Clint) What, you mean the wee girl he was snogging the face off in the corridor?

Sam Hunter.

Know where we'd find her?

(Clint) Her ma' and da' have a holiday home up the coast road.

Rossmore I think the house is called.

(Nicole) Leading a wee innocent lad astray.

(Clint) Shay.

Innocent?

Come on.

(Nicole) Things haven't been easy for him.

Since his mom got caught with the PE Teacher and bolted, Finn at work all the time.

It's no wonder Shay's running amok.

♪ It's all very recent, you know?

♪ (soft music) ♪ (Finn) Yeah.

♪ -Boss?

-Marlene?

(Marlene) About the new detective's position, it's come a bit out of the blue, hasn't it?

I mean, Leila's pitched up kind of out of nowhere.

(Finn) The post has come about in a slightly roundabout way.

An opportunity came up.

A few things fell into place.

Hmm, it's also interesting, because she's moved over here quite quickly, hasn't she?

You would've thought with...

I really wouldn't overthink it.

-No, but... -'Cause a fresh perspective, sure, keeps us all on our toes, eh?

Yeah, sure.

(moody music) ♪ (birds squawking) ♪ (Callum) Bit of a blowout here, then, last night?

(Leila) Takovka vodka, I don't know that one.

(Sam) A friend brought it over.

Sort of celebrating... (groaning) -That doesn't sound good.

-I'll go take a look.

(Leila) You were with Shay O'Hare last night?

Saw him in the pub.

Why do you ask?

Were you out on a boat with him?

Uh, well, the Commodore was packed and we just wanted a bit of privacy?

(Callum) Leila!

(somber music) ♪ She's seriously unwell.

Callum, call an ambulance.

(moaning) Uniform, uniform, ambulance required urgently.

Rossmore House.

(beeping) Molly.

(groaning) ♪ (Leila) Your friend is seriously ill. Any information you have about this might help.

I really don't know anything.

(Leila) Sam, there's an opportunity here to do the right thing.

It might make things better down the line.

The vodka came off a boat out in the harbor.

I was only going to get one bottle, you know, to drink ourselves, but Shay had other ideas.

♪ (Barry) If there's a lovelier spot on God's green earth, I never heard tell of it.

(Concepta) Me neither.

-You heading somewhere?

-No, no.

Just this.

Straight out of the oven and... (Barry) That's not the infamous O'Hare barmbrack, is it?

The one that no non-O'Hare's ever to get the recipe of or even taste?

(Concepta) Well, normally, but I thought just, you were firing around here, there and everywhere, you'd have built up an appetite.

Shay.

He's only a wee lad really.

Are you going to have him prosecuted?

(Barry) What, Shay?

I wouldn't give our Marlene the hassle of the admin.

The boat's back, no harm done.

Right.

Well?

Oh, yes.

That is something else.

And to think that you lot have been sitting on that for generations.

Which side of the family do you think that criminal streak originates from?

Shay's mom's side, probably.

Anyhow, the police will decide what happens to Shay.

Hey, I was only joking.

-Leave that here.

-Go on with you.

Oh, for goodness' sake!

(guitar music) ♪ There was a case a couple of weeks ago.

Two teenagers up the coast blinded by imported illegal vodka.

(Leila) I think it's the same stuff that guy in the Commodore was fiddling about with when we came in.

-You mean Clint?

-It's a bit of a coincidence there's counterfeit vodka around and he's got a two-for-one offer on.

(Marlene) Yeah, but Clint will be cashing in -'cause of the festival.

-I haven't heard any complaints about the vodka being served in the Commodore?

-Hm.

-But there wouldn't be, if he was watering it down.

(soft music) ♪ (birds squawking) ♪ Y'all right, mate?

(Finn) That sign... Two-for-one vodka.

How do you make that work, like, business-wise?

Ah, you know how it is, the suppliers have a surplus, make it worth your while, so... (Finn) A local girl was drinking some illegal vodka last night, ended up in hospital, seriously ill, and there may well be more cases.

-Vodka she bought from here?

-No.

But if I find out someone's making it worth your while... (Clint) No, no, no!

Ah, listen, Finn, I didn't mean... (Finn) Clint, if you've been receiving counterfeit vodka, I'll close you down like that, mate.

♪ The supplier's name is Ryan O'Rooney.

(waves whooshing) Thank you.

♪ (sighing) ♪ (Leila) Sir, it's obvious.

The vodka came from Ryan Reilly's boat.

Sam and Shay were on the rib.

One of them talked the other one into stealing the vodka.

It's Ryan we're after.

He's not Ryan Reilly.

He's Ryan O'Rooney.

He gave us a false name.

I've just run a background check.

He has a fairly serious criminal history, including assault and drug supply.

Do we know what Ryan's boat was called?

(Leila) Sam doesn't remember.

We need to ask Shay.

(sighing) Does he normally pick up?

He's a teenager, he's glued to the darn thing.

(phone ringing) (woman) I'm sorry, but the person you've called... (somber music) ♪ (Finn) Shay?

♪ Shay!

♪ Son!

♪ Leila!

Up here, Leila!

Shay.

Shay, come on, son.

Shay, come on, come on, lad.

Shay?

Shay?

Shay, come on!

(Leila) He's breathing.

♪ It's the same vodka.

(Finn) What were you thinking, son?

Oh, I--I'm gonna be sick.

(Finn) Here you go, here you go.

Come on, up there.

(retching) You're all right, kid, you're all right.

Oh, come here, come here, come here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

(grunting) ♪ Ah, good lad.

Good lad.

♪ (Shay) Sorry.

(Finn) That's all right, mate, that's okay.

♪ (Shay) I heard, um, down the Commodore... shipments of this cheap booze brought in by this Ryan guy.

I kind of told Sam I could get vodka.

You know, like a bottle.

I don't even know why.

I was just trying to show off.

(Finn) Listen, it happens, kid.

I was going to take just the one, but Sam said... "We might as well take a crate."

(Finn) How did Ryan end up in the water?

(Shay) He came up on deck.

I mean, he went ballistic, started to attack Sam, so I pushed him off her.

I had to, he was really going to hurt her.

Do you remember the name of the boat?

Osprey One.

That's really helpful, Shay.

(soft music) ♪ I have a warrant to search the boat.

We just have to find it now.

(Marlene) So, Shay?

We need to decide what action to take.

(Leila) I guess we have no choice but to prosecute him, but it's a shame to tarnish him with a criminal record.

Yeah, Shay is just a wee lad, regardless of who his dad is... Yeah, a big stupid eejit of a wee lad.

But we can't bend the rules for the inspector's son.

Well, over here, we, uh, we don't have to have a one-size-fits-all approach.

And he did save Ryan's life by putting up the flare.

So would you be comfortable about him getting off with an informed warning?

I'd be more than comfortable.

Okay.

Coastguard has sighted the Osprey One.

It's in the harbor.

(tense music) ♪ Marlene, Callum, you take the north side, we'll cover the south.

Okay.

♪ (engines roaring) ♪ You okay?

Fine.

♪ (Finn) Leila, hold on a minute!

-What the hell's she doing?

-Leila, stop!

-You're under arrest... -What are you talking about?

(Leila) ...on suspicion of supply of counterfeit alcohol and evasion of duty.

♪ -Get off my boat now!

-Ryan...

Put the gun down now!

♪ Ryan!

♪ (grunting) (slamming) ♪ Gun's clear.

Right, let's get you out of here, Ryan.

(somber music) ♪ (Marlene) That could've been fatal.

♪ What?

Yous both could've been shot.

Then where would we be?

You need to get your act together.

♪ (engine starting) ♪ I've really upset her.

(Finn) Marlene will get over it.

Just risk assess first and then go in, not the other way around.

(Leila) Sir, I saw the chance.

I had to act.

(Finn) We've got slightly different rules over here.

We carry guns because guns are more readily available.

Marlene was right.

A situation like that could turn fatal.

I've got to protect you, so just let me do my job.

The lone wolf routine stops now.

Okay?

Which room did she put you in?

-The big one at the front.

-That's my old room.

-Is it?

-Yeah.

Leila, it's great that we got Ryan and that's down to you.

(Leila) We'd be nowhere without Shay's statement.

(Finn) It's just me and him at the minute and... With all the work stuff, sometimes I get a bit distracted.

Understandable.

(Finn) He needed strong boundaries, discipline and I wasn't watching closely enough.

You're his parent, not his manager.

(birds chirping) (soft music) ♪ (Finn) I know there's been a lot of change.

♪ And I'm sure you're missing your mom.

(Shay) I've no one to blame but myself.

(Finn) What do you mean?

(Shay) She wouldn't have gone if it wasn't for me.

(Finn) How did you get to that conclusion?

(Shay) 'Cause I told Nanny what Mom did.

She had a go at Mom and-- and Mum thought, you know, she had to choose.

(Finn) Son, that breakup was a long time coming.

Your mother leaving has got nothing to do with you.

None of that is your fault.

Okay?

♪ Oh, man.

It's really hard to get it all right.

(Shay) You're fine, Dad.

You do get it right.

I mean, there's a strong system.

(Finn) Really?

After today, I'm not sure the system's working, mate.

(sighing) ♪ (Shay) It was a dopey thing to do, drinking that vodka.

♪ I really didn't mean to scare you.

-I know that.

-No... ♪ I was so frightened when you found out about the boat, like...

I just thought I'd let you down so much you wouldn't... (Finn) Hey.

I do.

I do.

I always will.

♪ (lively music) (male vocalist) ♪ So come on, little baby, (inaudible lyrics) ♪ ♪ (Clint) Ah, here she is.

Leila, welcome to the first annual Port Devine Festival Hooley.

And The Concept's in the house.

You going to give us a song tonight?

(Concepta) Who knows what the night will hold?

Barry, your fancy woman's here.

(male vocalist) ♪ Here comes the boys ♪ ♪ Pick your favorite jeans and your dancing boots ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, all my shirts, one change or two ♪ ♪ ♪ I worked all week for this chance ♪ ♪ Yeah, the weekend is here and it's time to dance ♪ (laughing) -(indistinct shouting) -Woo!

(shouting) (male vocalist) ♪ The county band has got the beat ♪ ♪ (Nicole) Woo!

Woo!

♪ (male vocalist) ♪ Everybody, it's dancing time ♪ Here comes the girls!

♪ Put your lipstick on and comb your hair ♪ ♪ Yeah, the boys and girls they love to jive ♪ ♪ ♪ Everybody, it's dancing time ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, the girl is in love when the fiddle plays hard ♪ (cheering) ♪ The guitar man, he's a little bit shy ♪ ♪ ♪ Gotta love the drums 'cause they got that beat ♪ ♪ Come on, Leila!

(male vocalist) ♪ The singer said, "Come follow me" ♪♪ (upbeat music) ♪ Want to dance?

Totally out of puff.

I'm gonna sit this one out if you don't mind.

(Callum) No bother.

♪ (laughing) ♪ (Clint) Don't waste your time looking.

The vodka went down the plug hole.

Good.

Though I wouldn't fancy being in your shoes when her ladyship finds out what you've been up to.

Come on, she's bound to.

Look who she's dancing with.

(Clint) Nicole's going to blow a gasket.

♪ -I need to do something, Finn.

-Like what?

You going to bust in there and carry her off Tarzan style?

♪ (guitar music) ♪ (Nicole) He was preyed upon.

Some dodgy guy with knockoff vodka pretending it was legit.

♪ He's a chancer, isn't he?

♪ You think I'm mad?

I mean... -Should I dump him?

-Look, let's face it, Clint comes from a long line of wrong ones, and his own track record isn't exactly squeaky clean, is it?

♪ Nicole, you've--you've one life and you have to make a decision.

(Clint) Right, it's time to present the trophy to the winner of the Harbor Dash.

Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Inspector Finn O'Hare!

(cheering) ♪ (cheering continues) ♪ (Callum) Well done, mate.

(Clint) I have a question to ask a very special lady here tonight.

Nicole...

I'm the luckiest guy in Port Devine.

Will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Clint Dunwoody?

Will you marry me?

(soft music) Okay, I will!

(cheering) ♪ (Marlene) I need a drink.

(indistinct chatter) (bluesy music) ♪ -Hey.

-Well, we're not the only ones who've forgiven him.

(Finn) Indeed.

♪ Thanks for, you know, having me.

(Finn) The people looking for you are highly dangerous, so it's vital that we keep this under wraps.

Agreed.

But I must admit, it's tough having to lie to people, especially your colleagues.

♪ Do I need to do anything about Marlene?

(Finn) She has been asking questions.

♪ (Marlene) I just can't believe it.

It's such a disaster.

Nicole's being taken for a ride by that big eejit.

♪ You think she's selling herself short?

(Marlene) Sounds like you're speaking from experience, Leila.

There was someone, but I broke it off.

Turned out he wasn't as great as I thought.

-Is that why you're over here?

-Mm-hm.

Fresh start and everything.

(Marlene) Sorry, if you don't mind me asking, what sort of not great?

(Leila) Well, you know, jealous type... ♪ Pfft, I don't want to bore you.

(chuckling) (Callum) If her relationship ended and she's starting afresh here, that's completely logical.

(Marlene) She just told us a pack of lies.

What?

(dark music) -She bought it.

-Good.

The last person you want sticking their nose in is Marlene.

♪ I know a lie when I hear one, and I'm going to get to the bottom of it, cub.

♪ You mark my words.

♪ (spirited music) ♪ (bright music)