♪ ♪ MRS. CHAPMAN: He's done terrible things.

Jack?

♪ ♪ LEONARD: I'm thinking of asking my father to stay.

GEORDIE: Look who's got his hand in the till.

WILL: I don't understand.

Why are you throwing it all away?

GEORDIE: She needs proper medical help, Cathy.

It's for your own good and hers.

Will you marry me?

We don't even know each other!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpers) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ WILL (voiceover): Almighty God, we give thanks for all you have provided us.

For strengthening us for your purpose.

Receive the body of Christ given to thee.

Preserve thy body and soul unto everlasting life.

(man panting) (voiceover): For bringing hope in the darkest of hours.

(panting) For guiding us.

LEONARD (voiceover): Receive the blood of Christ, shed for thee.

Preserve thy body and soul unto everlasting life.

(gulping heavily) Take it.

Take it!

WILL (voiceover): And above all, we give thanks to you for bringing us together here in your presence, no longer strangers, but part of your family.

And through that family, may we find peace.

Amen.

(together, quietly): Amen.

(people chatting) I've never seen them sit so still!

I think I bored them into submission.

Whatever it takes.

(boys talking loudly) Oi.

You lot, pack it in.

Well, it was nice while it lasted.

LUKE: Got any more of that wine, Vicar?

Heathens, the lot of you.

Mrs. Butler.

How are you, June?

You coming to the fight?

Oh...

I don't think my nerves could take it.

(chuckles) I've been wanting to say, um, Matthew isn't the easiest of boys.

Mum!

In truth, he's a little bugger.

Mum!

But... spending time with you, it's changed him.

It really has.

Well, he's a wonderful boy.

You can be very proud of him.

♪ ♪ (boys chatting) Right, time to bang a few heads together.

At the risk of sounding patronizing, I'm proud of you, too.

Vic'd be lost without you.

GEORDIE (voiceover): So this happened last night at about... LARRY: He's not entirely sure.

How much did they take?

He's not entirely sure.

What did these gentlemen look like?

To be perfectly honest, I'm not ent... Not entirely sure?

So, to clarify, at a unspecified time on an unspecified street, some unspecified men robbed you?

Of an unspecified amount of money.

That's about the size of it, yes.

Knock yourself out, Larry.

♪ ♪ (car engine stops, door opens) GEORDIE: Just what I need, this.

A night of masculine pursuits.

WILL: Steady on, Geordie.

Ah, two men, beer, no talk of women.

How is the mother-in-law?

Still driving you round the bend?

Ah, only talk about manly things like boxing and... Beer.

beer, exactly.

Beer, boxing, and-- Bakewell tart, anyone?

Leonard asked if he could join us.

I can see that.

Purely from a charitable aspect, you understand, I'm a pacifist.

Never.

I'm not quite sure I'll have the constitution for the violence.

Or the blood, when it comes to that.

Mm, you sure I can't tempt you?

I'm fine, thanks.

How's the mother-in-law?

VIC: Have your tickets ready please, gents.

Program's a tuppence a go.

Here he is!

Good man.

Yeah, it's busy.

Good turnout!

Some might say a resounding success.

The night is yet young.

You'll be eating humble pie before we're done.

Well, as long as there's plenty of beer to wash it down with.

(coins jangling) Half a crown?

That's very generous of you.

Thanks, Keatsy.

(coin lands in jar) No one ever got poor by giving.

No one ever got pleasantly drunk, either.

Pint?

No.

Leonard?

Hmm... lemonade.

Hey, Ellie!

No, Geordie, no.

What?

The romance has faded, has it?

Ah, no talk of romance... Jack, will you tell them the boxing ring is no place to talk of romance.

You've met my wife, Geordie.

It's precisely the place.

LEONARD: Let Operation Common Ground commence.

I thought it was Operation Golden Sunrise.

Too whimsical.

Jack's having trouble with Mrs. C. Of course he is.

She's moved into the spare room.

Oh, dear.

She'll hardly talk to me.

When she does, she has such a look of disappointment.

Be back a sec.

I'm starting to wonder if she'll ever forgive me.

Is Operation Common Ground a little prosaic?

Leonard... Oh, sorry.

(sighs) ♪ ♪ (knocks on door) How we doing?

A little nervous, I'm afraid.

Ah, what's to be nervous about?

You try, I can't seem to get through to them.

Good luck, boys.

Come on, there's a whole crowd out there waiting to cheer you on.

That didn't help, did it?

Not really.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

That's the spirit.

VIC: Ladies and gentlemen... honored guests, oh, and Inspector Keating.

(laughter) I wanted to start off with a boxing joke, but, uh...

I can't remember the punchline, so... (crowd groans) That's the last one, I promise.

(sighs) This place...

I love this place.

I just wanted to prove that, that everyone deserves a chance to learn a skill, to help these boys understand who they are, what they stand for.

I couldn't have done any of that without my lovely wife, Marie.

(crowd applauds) Thank you to the Cambridgeshire police, for their begrudging support.

(crowd groans) Oh, Will, Will, come up here.

(crowd applauds) Ladies and gentlemen, this man has been a literal godsend.

No, it's all you, Vic.

Don't let it go to your head, but you're an inspiration.

Thank you, son.

(crowd applauds) Introducing, in the red corner, Matthew "the Battler" Butler!

(instrumental surf rock music playing) (crowd cheers and applauds) And in the blue corner, Lucas "Left Hook" Rawlings!

(crowd cheers and applauds) Now come in, boys.

One minute rounds.

I want a good, clean fight, you understand?

Yes, boss.

Yes, boss.

Touch gloves.

Corners.

(cheers and applause) Seconds out, round one!

This is the closest I've felt to God in such a long time.

GEORDIE: Doesn't say much for your sermons... is that a tear in your eye?

Oh, shut up.

Is he ignoring me?

Ah!

What?

I'm not here to talk about romance.

ELLIE: He's such a child just 'cause I said no.

Said no to what?

I thought he'd tell you.

Tell me what?

Ellie?

(crowd reacts) WILL: That's it, keep moving Matt, keep moving!

Punch his bloody lights out!

(crowd reacts) (grunting heavily) Whoa, wait, wait-- (bell rings) Corners.

(crowd applauds) Keep it clean, all right?

And don't take your eyes off him.

You're doing so well, just relax.

(grunts) VIC: Seconds out!

Round two!

Guard up, Matt!

Get those hands up, Matt, hands up, hands high!

Hands up!

Hands up, Matt, hands up!

(crowd reacts to each blow) (boys grunting in the ring) (bell rings) That's it!

Ladies and gentlemen we have a winner!

Lucas "Left Hook" Rawlings!

(cheers and applause) You did really well-- really, really well, okay?

GEORDIE: You know what it looked like to me.

No, but I suspect you're gonna tell us anyway.

It looked like he threw the fight.

Probably put a bet on.

Let it all out, Geordie.

"Oh, he's a bad kid, I told you so."

All right, tetchy!

Did tell you so, though.

Now then, Ellie.

Oh, you really know how to cheer a fellow up, don't you?

What did she say no to?

He proposed.

You proposed to Ellie?

All right, all right.

It wasn't my finest hour.

Why?

I don't know, I just-- I was speaking to Vic about marriage, and...

He asked for my advice.

That was your advice, was it, marry her?

No, no, not exactly.

Sex is sex, Will.

Most of the time it's not even that good.

WILL: You've made it very clear you don't understand, Geordie.

So, please, can we stop talking about it?

Right, where the hell are the boys?

Promised them a shandy.

You're not losing hope, are you?

I don't know.

Maybe.

It happens sometimes.

Get in the ring, all that pressure.

It's up and down with these kids, and today was a downer.

You think I expect too much?

I think you expect miracles.

Oh, what's wrong with that?

Nothing, wouldn't have you any other way.

♪ ♪ (pounds on door) (knocks on door) Matt!

(slamming on door) Luke!

Matt!

Luke!

Luke!

Matt!

Luke!

Luke!

Call an ambulance!

DOCTOR: Through here, through here!

♪ ♪ Just over here.

Benzedrine.

They've had the lot.

Turn them over...

Here... Vic.

I didn't do enough for them.

You saved them, Vic.

No.

It wasn't enough.

(retching) (dog barking) Let Operation Entente Cordiale commence!

Operation what, what, what, what?

Action stations!

Good morning!

If you say so.

Full of sunshine and flowers again, Mrs. C. You're a veritable cornucopia of joy.

Where's my Brasso?

(sniffs) Who's been cooking in my kitchen?

That would be... your devoted husband.

Dusting's done, vacuuming... Quiche.

I have made a... quiche.

A quiche?

What unholy nonsense is this?

LEONARD: Your duties for the day are done.

So there's no excuse not to sit down and resolve whatever may be troubling you.

JACK: Leonard has offered to mediate.

Leonard?

LEONARD: All this is from God, who gave us the ministry of reconciliation.

And my first point of order-- What?

And my first point of order...

I don't-- Mrs. C!

...is to listen, without fear or favor.

These were locked?

Yeah.

Larry.

Found a key, yet?

Swept the whole place-- no key in sight, sorry, boss.

That suggests there was a third party involved, doesn't it?

If they were locked from the outside, then someone else was here.

Maybe it was just hijinks.

You know, a few, a few uppers, a few whiskeys.

Come on, Will.

There'd be a note if it was intentional.

Not always.

But, both of them, I mean-- Two desperate people looking for a way out.

No.

No, they had this place, they had a family.

What is it?

A Mr. Lucas Rawlings took out a personal advertisement once a week for the last two months.

WILL: "Young male companien looking for friendly jent for meeting of likeminds."

"Companion" spelt wrong, "gent" spelt wrong.

No grammar to speak of.

Meeting of like minds my ass, Luke's been importuning.

Any responses?

Just one, asking to meet.

Still giving me the cold shoulder?

Jesus would be proud.

I'm standing here, thinking.

(scoffs): Such a child.

Can you two cut to the part where you kiss and make up?

Oh, no kissing, unless we get married, apparently.

Who's being a child now?

GEORDIE: Frank mark.

We find out where the franking machine's registered, we are one step closer to finding our "friendly jent."

William Davenport.

Will you marry me?

No.

See?

Now we're even.

JACK: I understand you're very upset about decisions I've made in the past.

But I feel it's unfair of you to judge me for something I can no longer change.

Very good, very succinct.

Mrs. C. Mistakes, Jack.

Not decisions.

You've made horrible mistakes.

Non-judgmental, Mrs. C. And you've never made a mistake, have you, Sylvia?

Non-accusatory, Jack.

Not one that ruined people's lives.

Let's try and bring it back to the here and now.

I helped desperate families cross a border.

For monetary gain, and then you lied about it!

I didn't bloody lie!

Yes, you bloody did!

Listen, without fear or favor.

You never asked about it-- be honest, Sylvia.

Yes, let us do try and be honest.

You didn't care where my money was from when you were going through it like water.

Perhaps a little too honest there, Jack.

Sit down, Sylvia.

Sit down.

I'm not a saint.

Never claimed to be.

I make my fortune through good means and bad-- I've made my peace with that.

But if you can't... then I'll go.

You can have the house, the car, all of it.

Was that succinct enough for you?

(door opens, shuts) Franking machine's only accessible to bank staff.

You know, according to Luke's police report he'd never importuned before.

Hadn't so much as touched a fella's knee.

Do you think I pushed the boys too hard?

(sighs) Do not be thinking that, Will.

I won't have it.

GEORDIE: Well, what do you know?

That's our fella.

Him?

Really?

Trust me.

Mr. Burrows... we meet again.

GEORDIE: It's franked in your offices.

There are 30 men in my employ, anyone could have written it, Ah... how many of them have been loitering in dark alleys?

Are you married, Mr. Burrows?

'Course he is.

Do you like the company of men?

I'm not sure I like what you're insinuating.

Did you meet Lucas Rawlings?

I don't know any Luc...

Yes or no?

If you lie to me you're perverting the course of justice.

I replied to his advertisement... asking for a... Meeting of minds?

There was a tussle.

Men... you said.

Two men robbed you.

His friend followed us.

Dark-skinned chap.

He beat me, and whilst I was on the ground, he robbed me.

♪ ♪ (sighs) ♪ ♪ Hey, it's all right.

Nurse!

Nurse!

Don't worry, I'm here.

(breathing rapidly) GEORDIE: Did you intend to die, Matthew?

Christ.

GEORDIE: And Luke?

Why didn't you come to me?

You know you can come to me.

Would you give us a moment?

GEORDIE (voiceover): Did you notice any tension between them?

Luke and Matt?

Hmm... only at the match.

Nothing before that?

(sighs) These boys... well, they come from homes where no one gives a damn.

You show them attention, they start craving it.

And they get jealous if you spend more time with one than the other.

Did you know they were up to no good again?

I suspected.

Luke kept showing up with cash he couldn't answer for.

And Matt was covering for him.

I told them that was it.

After the match they were both out on their ear.

I don't even know if I meant it, really, I mean... What were they up to?

Robbing?

Hm?

Importuning.

Oh, Christ.

Oh, what a mess.

You know you can tell me anything.

Did you get the note?

You left a note?

What did it say?

Matt... We know Luke was meeting with a gentleman.

Was that what was in the note?

Were you involved too?

Matt, what was in the note... Don't touch me!

Matt-- Hey, get off me, get off me!

VIC: Hey, Matty, come on-- Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

(jagged breathing) WILL (voiceover): Vic was gonna throw them out?

But he was making so much progress.

None of it makes any sense.

(pint glass thuds) You know the law's changed.

What law?

When two people agree to commit suicide, and one survives... they only get done for manslaughter, not murder, like it used to be.

Which is relevant how?

Front page.

Maybe Matt read this, same newspaper Luke's ad was in.

Husband wants wife gone, you know, 50 years of marriage will do that to a chap.

He kills her and makes it look like he wanted to meet his maker as well.

(scoffs) What, so you think Matt staged the whole thing to look like a suicide, you think he tried to kill Luke?

I'm just keeping an open mind.

Oh, you made up your mind a long time ago.

You have given him chance after chance.

He is a boy, Geordie, not a master criminal.

A criminal nonetheless.

Matt said he left a suicide note.

Someone else was there, someone took it.

Whatever was in that note was so damning this person didn't want anyone else to read it.

If someone was there, Will, who was it?

Mr. Burrows.

What else happened with those boys?

You promised... After they beat you.

You promised this would go no further.

Did you want to pay them back?

No.

Did you find them at the gym?

People will see.... Let them!

Let them see.

There was a suicide note.

Did you take it?

I don't know anything about a note.

Can we just...

I was with the boy once, that's all.

I thought you wanted this.

MATTHEW: Yeah, well, he doesn't anymore.

I want what I paid for.

(grunts) What did they say?

I don't know.

They must've said something.

I don't know.

What did they say?

Something about, "He makes us think this is normal; it's not normal."

All I know is, the lad was willing, until his friend arrived.

It was consensual.

Luke's barely more than a child.

In your eyes, maybe.

♪ ♪ WALTER (voiceover): "He makes us think this is normal; it's not normal."

♪ ♪ VIC: Yeah... you've pulled something.

(winces) Hey, just relax.

You're doing so well, just relax.

(bell rings faintly) ♪ ♪ (landed punches thud and echo) VIC: Just relax...

Relax... Hey, hey... (distorted): Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

VIC: Yeah, a bit of ice on that, should sort it out.

Hey!

Hey, you don't fancy a pint, do you?

It's been a hell of a day.

It's the boys.

MATTHEW: Luke?

What's happening?

Let me see him, I want to see him!

VIC: Oh, Jesus... Oh, my God... ♪ ♪ (distant phone ringing) Did he suffer, do you think?

I don't think so.

What was so terrible that you felt that was your only way out?

My father used to beat me.

I didn't tell anyone.

I thought it was my shame, not his.

But I can see now... it was all his.

It was his shame.

Is it Vic?

What does he do to you?

LEONARD: Hang the diplomacy, it's high time I gave...

Shoes!

...I gave you a piece of my mind.

Operation Entente Cordial is is fubar I'm afraid, Leonard.

Hostilities have resumed.

Hostilities never ceased.

Because you're stubborn!

Both of you!

Stubborn sods-- apologies-- who want everyone else to bend to their will.

Whoa-- have you ever thought, it's not others who need to change?

We are the ones who must change?

You don't half talk a lot of rot, sometimes.

You're impossible, Mrs. C!

You expect too much of people!

I doubt even Jesus would live up to your standards!

Hear, hear!

Jack is tall and kind and... has a very good jawline for a man of his age.

He puts up with you day in, day out-- that makes him a saint in my book!

I hope you're writing this down!

Jack... Mrs. C is the most loyal, hardworking, robust woman I have ever had the pleasure to meet.

I'm not a blooming pack horse!

You're not going to leave her, she's not going to leave you.

You are simply going to have to sit down, and find a solution.

You owe that much to each other.

I do not want to see either of you again until you can promise to be pleasant to each other.

Dickens!

(Dickens barks) So you say Luke took those tablets of his own accord.

And you had half the amount that he had in his system.

How do you account for that?

I can't.

Who put the sign on the door saying to call the police?

Me, I didn't want other kids to find us.

And you claim there was a suicide note?

Yes.

So where is it?

Vic was gonna throw you out the club for a mistake Luke made, that must've stung.

No, that's not true.

So tell me why, Matthew.

VIC: He's exhausted.

He's had enough.

Did you kill Luke and set it up to look like suicide?

Geordie, if Matt set this up, don't you think it would've been a bit more obvious?

Did you want him to die, Matt?

It doesn't make any sense.

Did you want him to die?

You can't claim Matt set it up if the evidence doesn't support it!

Outside!

Bloody hell, could you undermine me anymore?

Matt's not gonna talk.

Not with you shouting your mouth off!

He's not gonna talk with Vic there.

Why not?

Just give me five minutes with him.

You're not gonna tell me, then?

Just make an excuse, get Vic out of there.

Five minutes, Geordie.

(approaching footsteps) Operation Infant Cordial.

It's like it's all a big joke to you.

I was desperate.

I love you.

And I don't know how to mend things between us.

I was married to a bastard once.

I promised myself never again.

Then I met you.

And I thought, here's someone decent.

And good.

Someone I can trust.

I'm still all those things.

Are you?

I have a past I'm not proud of.

But then I met a woman who made me want to be so much better.

A woman who vims the sink like no other.

I can't change who I was.

But I can promise that I'll be better.

I've written to Tariq.

Offered him and his family financial support.

Good.

And as for us, no more lavish spending, no more frivolities.

What do you say?

I miss my lovely jewelry.

(laughing) I knew it.

I knew it!

I know how impossible it must seem to say the words.

But now is the time.

Matt, if they charge you with murder your life will be over.

Is your silence really worth more than your future?

This is not your shame to carry.

He said I was special.

He said I was his favorite.

♪ ♪ He, um... he takes them in when no one else will.

He makes them feel safe.

And then he molests them.

WILL (voiceover): Matt, Luke... all the boys.

♪ ♪ Hey... just relax.

MATTHEW (voiceover): He buys beers, ciggies, dirty magazines.

He'd look at the pictures with us.

Make a laugh of it.

Some nights I... didn't say no.

I should've said no, shouldn't I?

He makes a game of it.

Makes them believe that they want it.

It's what men do, isn't it?

They treat us like dirt.

Might as well make a bit of money from it.

It's not how it should be.

And don't let him make you think that.

Do you believe him?

There's no doubt in my mind.

He'll have to come in and make a statement.

Matt tried to leave... and I sent him back to Vic, Geordie.

I sent him back.

What's going on?

Search the place.

What's going on?

MARIE: Vic?

Will!

Get up!

Mr. Morgan, I'd like to ask you a few questions about the molestation of Matthew Butler.

What?

GEORDIE: I suggest you come with us voluntarily.

But... if you want to make things more official.

Don't believe him!

Marie, don't believe him!

It's not true.

♪ ♪ Well, did you buy them, Mr. Morgan?

Well, it wasn't my missus, was it?

Well, who'd you buy them for?

The boys.

I bought them all sorts of car magazines, comics.

What else did you buy them?

You're gonna try and make my generosity look sinister, aren't you?

What did you expect in return?

Nothing.

Oh, you don't expect them to pay you back?

No.

Not with a kiss?

(sighs) How could you even think that?

Not by climbing into bed with them?

Is that what Matt said?

That is disgusting!

That is disgusting lies!

A boy made that up?

A convicted criminal.

Yeah, I never agreed with your scheme.

I thought it was a load of old bollocks.

But I admired you for standing by those boys.

How quick you are to throw them to the wolves.

He's trying to ruin my reputation!

Why would he do that?

(nervous exhalation) He was out the gym, I guess... this is his revenge.

Trying to kill himself is his revenge?

I've only done good for these boys.

You know that, Will, you saw it!

And all you've got is a couple of girly magazines and the words of a liar.

(door opens and shuts) Where's Matt?

Don't know.

Has he given a statement?

Don't think so.

Matt!

He's said all he's gonna say.

You need to tell Geordie.

He has to stop telling these vicious lies!

They're not lies!

I know my son-- rotten, through and through, like his father.

Just tell Geordie what you told me.

Don't you dare!

I will do everything in my power to keep you safe.

What will people think?

Dirty little pervert.

Don't bother coming home!

Mum.

Mum!

(door slams) What, you'll keep me safe, will you?

Matt... How's that worked out so far?

How's that worked out?!

(groans) Huh?

That's enough!

Huh?

No, Geordie, Geordie, leave him!

(Matt struggling) Geordie!

Get off me!

(muttering): Get off me... (cell door slams shut) You know, it's times like this you find out who your true friends are.

(birds chirping) It's from my father.

I wrote to him.

You didn't tell me that.

I don't think I was really expecting a reply.

Well, you should open it.

I'm afraid.

What of?

You've been the light in my life.

I know that might sound trite.

That sounds rather wonderful, actually.

You've made all the darkness disappear.

And part of that darkness... is him, it's... my father.

I'm scared to revisit that.

I won't let you.

Will you read it, please?

Do you want to know?

Yes.

No.

Do I?

He wants to see you, too.

He says, uh... it's been too long.

He's blaming me.

Leonard... No, he's blaming me for his failings.

He misses you.

You don't know him.

No.

But I know his son.

And I've seen him grow from a frightened boy into the formidable man standing in front of me.

Am I really formidable?

Terrifying.

You don't need me to keep you away from the darkness.

You can do that perfectly well on your own.

Thanks.

What does it say about me that I liked Vic?

It's what they do, these men.

They pull the wool over everyone's eyes.

Everyone fell for him, Will.

Not just you.

And they will keep falling for him if you don't arrest him.

On what evidence?

Matt's word.

It's not enough.

Well, the other boys then.

No one's talking, Will.

(sighs) (laughter in background) You can go if you like.

I'm not much company.

I'd rather stay here than go home.

Mother-in-law?

I had her committed to an asylum.

Please tell me this isn't one of your awful jokes.

I wish to hell it was.

How's Cathy?

She's quiet, sad.

She hid it from me.

Not that I blame her.

It's what she grew used to, I suppose.

Living with something like that.

WILL (voiceover): Did you tell anyone?

Who?

Doesn't matter.

They didn't want to listen.

She grew used to keeping someone else's secret.

Vic's not here.

Can I come in?

It won't take long.

(door shuts) How long have you known?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, you had your suspicions, didn't you?

You must've done.

And then they were confirmed.

(knocks on door) WILL: How we doing?

MARIE: A little nervous, I'm afraid.

Good luck, boys.

WILL (voiceover): It was you Matt and Luke came to, wasn't it?

My husband is a kind man.

You're his smokescreen, Marie.

He loves me.

Did you go back to the gym to speak to the boys?

I'd like you to leave now.

Was it you who found them?

(footsteps) WILL (voiceover): Was it you who took the suicide note?

♪ ♪ You didn't call the police.

This is your chance to put things right, Marie.

He helps the boys.

He loves them!

If you do nothing, you're as much to blame as he is.

After this, I have nothing more to say on the matter.

WILL: I want to hear you say it.

I want to hear you say what you did.

Those kids li-- "He told us it was because we were special.

I'm not listening to this.

"It was because he loved us, "we'd been chosen.

I don't want to hear it.

"He touches us.

He hurts us.

We just want it to stop."

I swear on my life... on Marie's life, that is not me.

I want to hear you say it, Vic.

(scoffs) Well, hit me, if you're gonna.

Say you hurt them.

That's what you wanna do, isn't it?

Well, go on.

They were in your care.

Go on, hit me.

And you defiled them.

Hit me!

You drove a boy to kill himself!

Go on, do it!

(breathing heavily) I'm a good man.

You really believe it, don't you?

If that boy wants to stand up in court and say those vile things about me, then that's what he's gonna have to do.

But it'll be my word against his.

And I don't like his chances.

♪ ♪ (door slams) I want you to read it.

I want you to read what he has done!

Go on!

I already have.

He has to be stopped.

You do it.

You're the only one, Marie.

You are the only one who can stop this.

We've been married for 19 years.

When you live someone like him, they erode you.

You lose all sense of who you are.

And it's only about them.

They make you feel weak and lost.

Marie... you don't have to feel lost anymore.

Marie would like to make a statement.

♪ ♪ You think we're all naive, don't you?

You know, Will only fell for it because he is the best of men.

This has broken him.

Although I doubt you give a damn about that any more than you do about those boys.

Are you done, Keatsy?

Only I'd like getting me head down, now.

(grunts) (Vic coughing and sputtering) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (Will grunts, mirror shatters) God gave us Eden.

He gave us perfection.

And what did we do with it?

We destroyed it.

We sinned.

And we grew prideful, and vengeful, and angry.

We surrounded ourselves with snakes who only want the worst for us.

And who do we blame for that?

We blame God.

(seething): How dare we?

It is us.

It is our doing.

And it is all we deserve.

God will always forgive.

He will always offer salvation.

But I don't believe all of us deserve it.

If we sin, we break God's law.

If you sin, you do not deserve His love.

You do not deserve His salvation.

You deserve all of the snakes, and the misery, and the suffering.

That is all we deserve.

(quietly): It is all we deserve.

(click) ♪ ♪ Detective Inspector Keating.

We're investigating a murder.

What could be more important?

God, Inspector.

Dad.

You and I, we became distant.

WILL: Incoming!

(champagne bottle pops) This is not who you are, William.

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