[ Theme music plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Alright, Gina?

-Hiya, Ryan.

-D'you want a wee hand?

-Oh, I can manage.

-Ah, it's no trouble.

Tell me this.

Is Jared over his flu?

I tried calling him but he's not phoned me back.

-It was just a 24-hour thing.

Your brother's been busy with work ever since.

-Someone's left your front door open.

Wait.

Let me go first.

-Why?

-You don't know who might be inside.

-Nonsense.

Jared?

Are you here?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Front door's wide open, house is a mess.

I'm gonna call this one in.

Papa Delta Eight Two to Control, over.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Where have you been?

-You made me jump!

-Sneaking out first thing.

What are you up to, Taylor Quinn?

-Nothing.

-Have you got a man on the go?

-Of course not.

-Cos let me tell you, it's a fool's game.

I should know.

-We all set for the new promotion?

-Just the A-frame to put outside.

When you've got a moment.

-You've got to get out at some point.

-[ Sighs ] I just don't think I can show my face.

-What are you gonna do when we open?

Hide under the bar?

-Well, It's bad enough that everyone knows my husband's been to prison.

Now it's gonna be all over town that I... -Got down and dirty with Callum?

-Broke my wedding vows in a moment of extreme vulnerability.

-I don't understand why you care what other people think anyway.

-Well, I know I shouldn't, but I do.

Does that make me really shallow?

[ Nicole sighs ] [ Gulls cry ] ♪♪ -Well, it's... a funny sort of burglary.

-In what way?

-It's just what they took.

Clothes, cufflinks, electric toothbrush, some of your brother's hockey stuff.

But yet they left the TV and Gina's laptop.

-One of the neighbors said they saw a white van outside the house about half-an-hour ago.

And they described the guy loading stuff onto it.

-What?

-He was wearing a checked shirt and tan-colored boots.

The boots had sheepskin 'round them.

-Clint?

-That's what I thought.

-Yeah.

Like Nicole doesn't have enough going on at the minute.

♪♪ ♪♪ -So, how come you're here today?

Where's your mother?

-At work.

She asked me to drop these off.

But I've got strict instructions not to change the beds.

-Why?

-Mum said you need to be "doing some donkey work" if you want a share of the B&B's takings.

-Did she now?

-[ Sighs ] What did you do to upset her?

-Oh, I may have pointed out a few home truths.

-Well, whatever you said, Mum is raging.

-What about your dad?

-Not your number-one fan either.

Since he found out you gave him up and kept his sister.

-[ Sighs ] -What I don't understand... ...is why come all the way from America if all you're gonna do is wind people up?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Yo!

Bro!

-Hello, Ryan.

-Why aren't you answering your phone?

-Oh, it must be out of juice.

Why?

-You've been burgled.

-Been burgled?

-Gina's up the wall wondering where you are.

Hello, Mrs. O'Hare.

-Hiya.

-Your front door was wide open.

-Oh, that's terrible.

Did they get much stuff?

-Gina doesn't think so.

-Thank goodness for that.

-Right.

-Get in.

-Ach, no, Ryan, you're on duty.

I can make my own way home.

-Hey, your brother's offering you a lift.

Get in.

I'd bite his hand off.

-Right.

Okay.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Oh, you are such a sweetheart for making those beds.

[ Sighs ] I'm just not cut out for housework.

-Yeah, well, if Mum finds out, she'll go mad.

-That woman needs to chill.

-How old were you when you left home?

-When I went to the US?

19.

-Why?

-My boyfriend Ryan... -Ooh, the hunky police officer?

-He's asked me to move in with him.

-And you don't want to?

-No...

I do.

[ Chuckles ] It's just...Mum and Dad -- -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

If I've learned one thing in life, don't waste time worrying about what other people think.

Just grab the moment, and to hell with the consequences.

[ Laughs ] Okay.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Where have you been?

-I just had to call into work.

Ryan says we've been burgled.

-They didn't take much.

Small stuff mostly.

-Right.

-Some of your clothes.

-Marlene told me they left your laptop.

-Hmm.

-Well, it was probably just kids then, huh?

-That's what I said.

-Yeah.

Right, uh, I-I can take this from here, Ryan.

Thank you.

-Listen... See, whoever did this, we will catch them.

-Hey, Ryan?

That uniform suits you.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Ah.

Clint.

-PC McCarthy not working today, no?

-No.

He's, uh, gone back to Belfast for a few days.

-To seduce a few married women?

-No, actually, to see his ma.

-To avoid a pasting from me more like.

He's a coward.

-I thought you came in to help us with our inquiries.

-Aye.

So I did.

-Yeah, well, you told the inspector that Jared Power asked you to drive some stuff to Coleraine.

-That's right, a few boxes.

And he threw me a few quid.

-Mm-hmm.

-And what was in these boxes?

-I don't know.

I don't go snooping around other people's property.

Marlene, I know I broke the law.

But [sighs] I have learned my lesson, you know.

-I wish I could believe you, Clint.

I really do.

♪♪ -Here, I still can't get over the whole Callum-and-Nicole thing.

-I know.

What was he thinking?

-I dunno.

You know he had a thing with my sister Lil as well?

-Did he?

-Uh-huh.

Ended badly as usual.

That lad's just one big heart waiting to be broken.

[ Door opens ] -Hello, Marlene.

-Hiya, Gina.

This is my colleague, Detective Constable Jo Lipton.

-Hi.

-We're here to have a word with Jared.

-Come in.

-Hiya, Marlene.

-Jared.

-Hello, Mr. Power.

I'm Detective Constable Lipton.

-Hiya.

-Could we have a word with you in private?

-There are no secrets in this family.

-Ach, no we can -- we can talk here.

-Um, Clint Dunwoody told us that you asked him to drive some stuff to Coleraine.

Is that true?

-Uh, yes.

Clothes, electric toothbrush, hockey gear?

-Yes, uh... -Yeah.

Why?

-This is difficult.

Um... We actually -- We weren't broken into.

I must have left that door open and knocked over some stuff, um, while I was packing.

-Why was Clint Dunwoody taking your stuff to Coleraine?

-It was just that after you and I had that -- that silly argument this morning, I thought that we both might benefit, um... from a bit of a break, love.

You know, just a wee bit of -- have time apart.

Just a week or two.

You know, I was coming back.

-Um, and now?

-Um, now I've changed my mind and I'm staying.

-Who says I want you to?

-[ Sighs ] -Could we have some privacy?

-Mm-hmm.

-Yeah, of course.

-Um, I'll get Ryan to drop your stuff off later.

-Yeah, that'll be helpful, Marlene, thank you.

♪♪ [ Gulls cry ] ♪♪ -You think we'll get many takers?

-An offer like this?

We'll be beating them off with a stick.

-An offer like what?

Buy a hamburger, get a night of passion with the landlady?

-Can we help you?

-I see lover boy skipped town.

Afraid to face me.

-Oh, he'll be back.

And when he is, I'll be waiting for him.

I tell you what, Taylor, it's so refreshing to spend time with a man who knows how to treat a lady.

-Are you saying Callum is better between the sheets than me?

Did you ever hear the like of it?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Oh.

It's you.

-Oh.

Who were you expecting?

The Dalai Lama?

-Well, I was hoping it might be my wayward son, to forgive and forget.

-Finn is not wayward.

In fact, quite the opposite.

-Don't I know it?

Anyway, what can I do for you?

-Well, I was gonna offer to buy you lunch.

But if you're not interested -- -Who said I wasn't interested?

Where?

When?

-1:00?

Commodore?

-[ Chuckles ] Has their food got any better in the last 45 years?

-Well, I've no complaints.

-I'll take that as a no, then.

-Okay.

I'll chance it.

-Charming.

Well, never let it be said I don't do anything for you.

-Oh!

You have a hell of a lot to make up for, Barry Pettigrew.

-Like what?

-Like ruining my whole life.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Taylor!

Where are you?

We're ready to open!

♪♪ Taylor!

♪♪ Ambulance, please.

Yeah, I need an ambulance!

-So, Jared was walking out on Gina?

-Mm-hmm.

He said they both needed a break.

-They were both meant to come to my mum's birthday party the other night.

Gina texted saying Jared had the flu.

I wondered if something was going on.

-Maybe he's found someone else to take her place.

-Other people's relationships, cub, you just never know what's going on behind closed doors.

-Either way, there was no burglary.

So, we've got nothing to investigate.

[ Cellphone rings ] -Oh!

Yes, Nicole.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Nicole, Nicole, Nicole, love, slow down.

[ Police radio chatter ] -The bar was empty.

I wondered where Taylor had gone.

-Could we get the footage from your CCTV cameras?

-The CCTV hasn't worked since Clint moved out.

-Alright.

Well, in that case, can you think of anyone who would want to hurt Taylor?

-No.

She's very popular.

Although... -What?

-Well, when I put her into the recovery position, this fell out of her pocket.

It's £300.

With a receipt.

She took it out of the cash machine this morning.

-Do you know what she'd want so much cash for?

-Taylor doesn't use cash.

She pays for everything with her phone.

Says that anyone who doesn't is a dinosaur.

-So, then why would she take out 300 quid?

-How is she?

-Um, stable.

But she has bruising to the ribs, consistent with her being struck with a blunt object.

Paramedic thinks she banged her head as she fell.

-What sort of blunt object?

-Paramedic has suggested maybe something like a baseball bat.

I have Ryan looking around just in case it's been dumped somewhere.

♪♪ -What are you doing?

-Searching.

[ Chuckles ] What's all this?

-We're off to a demo.

Save the butterflies.

-Where are these butterflies?

-This spot 'round the other side of Ballymountain.

Don't worry.

We're not going to chain ourselves to anything.

It's a peaceful twilight vigil.

-Hey, I was hoping we could get a curry tonight.

Got a lot of stuff to sort out.

-I haven't had a chance to tell my parents yet that... we're moving in together.

I need to pick the right moment.

-Go on your protest.

Don't worry about me.

I'll get a takeaway.

-There's...loads going to this vigil, isn't there?

-Ach, tell me you're not going to bale on me!

Honestly, Niamh, give that lad an inch, he'll take a mile.

It's a slippery slope.

-Hey.

Is it true?

Taylor's in the hospital?

-Yeah, it is.

She was assaulted at the back door of the Commodore.

-Just half-an-hour ago, I was almost run over by a car.

It just came out of the back of the Commodore.

-Can you give me a description?

-Uh, yeah, it was a blue hatchback.

I got a partial registration, too.

It started OEZ6.

-Cheers, Shay.

I'll look into that one.

-Sure.

Thanks, man.

♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Sighs ] Ryan, I didn't assault Taylor.

Why would I?

-Are you allowed to do this?

-Do what?

-Come here in uniform.

Question your brother like this.

Isn't it some sort of conflict of interest?

-I'm giving you the opportunity to tell me the truth.

Before this becomes official.

-You're gonna arrest him?

Your own brother?

-No.

I'm not.

But I am going to ask you to accompany me to the police station.

-Right.

-He's not going.

Come on, love.

Let's go inside.

-Don't do this.

I'm going to have to call this in!

You're leaving me no choice!

♪♪ -What did you mean when you said I ruined your whole life?

-Oh, you know very well what I meant.

-So, all those years in America, they were a total disaster?

-Of course not.

-I was so sure I was doing you a good turn, paying for your plane ticket, all those years ago, out of my own pocket.

-Yeah.

And the intelligence I gave you, I suppose that really held back your career?

-Oh, no.

On the contrary.

-There you are then.

-You got your new life in Florida, I got my promotion.

It's what you call a win-win.

-You have got to be kidding me!

"Pensioners' special.

Two meals for the price of one."

-What's the problem?

I get to buy you lunch and it doesn't cost me anything.

That's another win-win.

-The problem, Barry, is that I am not a pensioner!

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Glass shatters ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Jared!

Where are you going?

Jared!

-Ryan, what's going on?

-It's Jared.

He's done a runner.

-What?

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Alright, Phyllis.

-You're not telling me that was Phyllis Kitson?

-It most certainly was.

Were youse two not in the same year at school?

-She was yacking away, I hadn't a clue who she was.

She looks around 300 years old.

-I suppose you haven't aged a day!

-[ Laughs ] Are you saying I look like her?

-No, I wouldn't say that.

-Well, I'd offer to do some skin-care treatments if it wasn't already far too late.

-Cheers.

-Mm.

-So, tell me this.

Who's looking after the beauty salon in Fort Lauderdale, if you're gallivanting about over here?

-My manager.

Umberto.

He's a lovely fella.

Everything under control.

-Well, he can't be kept that busy, seeing as the, uh, salon burnt to the ground a couple of weeks back.

I've been on the Internet.

-So, what exactly are you accusing me of?

-I'm not accusing you of anything.

Why?

Have you got something to hide?

-Of course not.

-Are you sure things didn't get too hot for you out there in Fort Lauderdale?

Cos the report I read said that the blaze at the salon was arson.

-[ Scoffs ] So what if it was?

That had nothing to do with why I came here.

-Oh, no!

You're just here to connect with Finn.

-I don't have to listen to this.

-Why don't you just tell me what's really going on, and let me help you?

-Oh!

Like you helped me the last time when you left me on the far side of the Atlantic Ocean, on my own and pregnant with Finn?

That sort of help I can do without.

♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Sighs ] It looks really bad, doesn't it?

Jared running off like that.

-First rule of policing, never assume.

-I know.

It makes an ass of you and me.

Still, I mean, why would you run off if you've got nothing to hide?

-I don't understand.

Why did he smash the window?

-To escape.

-From his own house?

-Gina, what's going on?

-I think Jared's having some sort of breakdown.

♪♪ ♪♪ -There you are.

-Ah!

How come you're not at your vigil?

-I changed my mind.

-Not on my account?

I said you should go.

-I just want to spend the evening with my boyfriend.

Is that Okay?

I thought you'd be happy.

-It's not you.

It's my brother Jared.

I think he put Taylor in the hospital.

-Ryan, I'm so sorry.

Why would he do that?

-I dunno.

He's been acting totally weird.

I keep trying his mobile, but he's just not picking it up.

-Well, why don't you try him again?

♪♪ -Gina, I'm sorry, I have to ask you, can you think of a reason why Jared would attack Taylor Quinn?

[ Cellphone ringing ] Oh, do you wanna get that?

-No.

It's not important.

-It might be Jared.

Maybe you should answer it.

-Uh... -Where is it, is it in here?

-I don't know, is it?

[ Ringing continues ] -This is locked.

Can you open it?

-[ Gina sighs ] -23 missed calls.

Last one there's from Ryan.

Does this belong to you?

No.

I think it's Jared's.

-Right.

♪♪ -Right.

I can't just do nothing.

-Where are you going?

-To talk to Jared.

-Thought you said you didn't know where he is.

-When did I say that?

-If you know where Jared is, don't you need to tell my dad?

Tell him where Jared is and let him deal with it.

-He's my brother.

-You shouldn't be doing this.

If you don't tell my dad, I will.

-You need to decide what's more important.

Being Daddy's girl or the future of your relationship with me.

The man you claim you love?

It's a question of loyalty.

[ Engine starts ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Who locks their phone away in this day and age?

-Gina says that Jared never uses it.

The interesting thing is that she had the key to the drawer.

-So, what are you thinking?

-Put it this way.

Why would you smash a window to get out of your own house?

-Hmm.

I mean, I did it once, like, but I was locked in.

[ Cellphone rings ] -Two seconds.

Hello?

-Do you think Jared smashed the window because Gina locked him in?

-Jared was trying to do a flit this morning.

What if he was trying to get away from Gina?

-Are we talking coercive control here?

-Yeah, I think we seriously need to consider it.

-Okay.

But what that doesn't explain is Jared assaulting Taylor Quinn.

-Yeah, if it was him that did it.

-Okay, so that was the hospital.

They've finished doing tests on Taylor and she's fit to be interviewed.

-Great.

Jo, can you deal with that?

-Yeah, sure.

-Right?

-Mm-hmm.

-Gina?

Would you mind coming to the station just so we can take a proper statement?

-Oh, what about the door?

-We can take care of that.

Don't worry.

♪♪ -Could I show you a photo?

-That's Jared Power.

-You're not suggesting it was Jared who hit me?

-No way it was him.

-But I thought you said you didn't see your attacker.

-I didn't.

-I wasn't aware you even knew Jared.

-Taylor, when you were attacked, you had quite a bit of cash on you.

£300 in total.

Can you tell me why you took so much money out of the bank?

-It was for Jared.

-You were going to give him £300?

-As a loan.

-What did he need the cash for?

-To get away... from his wife.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Mum?

Dad?

Anybody home?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Hey, Jared.

-You know, the last time I slept in here was, uh, the night before my wedding.

You weren't even born.

-Mum still calls this Jared's room, even though it was mine for 18 years.

-Maybe that's cos when you have a problem, you always end up back here.

-Can't believe you never got 'round to changing the wallpaper in here.

-[ Chuckles ] It was my big brother's.

Made me feel...grown up.

-Have you come to arrest me?

-[ Sighs ] That depends.

-On what?

-On whether you hit Taylor with a hockey stick or not!

-Of course I didn't, Ryan!

♪♪ -[ Sighs ] What is going on, Jared?

-I'm a failure, mate.

♪♪ As a husband and as a man.

-So, if you didn't attack Taylor -- -It was Gina.

She wanted to know where I was getting the money from to do a runner.

I gave in... like I always do, and I told her that Taylor was gonna lend it to me.

So, I was upstairs and she'd locked me in, and the next thing I know, Gina's driving off.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Me and Jared got chatting.

-In the bar?

-No.

Jared's wife doesn't let him go to the pub.

-Where, then?

-Me and Shay went to watch some of his mates playing hockey.

I noticed the way Gina treated Jared.

It reminded me of how my mum used to behave years ago, before she and Dad split up.

I went over to Jared after the match, got him to open up.

He was desperate to get away, but Gina controls all of their money.

Was it Gina who hit me?

-No, we -- we don't know that.

Not for certain.

-But you suspect?

-Yeah.

I'm afraid we do.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Gina's always been much stronger than me.

You know, better organized, more determined.

And it suited me, it did, to sit back and let her take charge.

And at first it was -- it was comfortable, you know, like a -- like a big warm hug.

-So... ...what changed?

-Somewhere along the line, I don't know exactly when, but... ...something changed.

And what had felt like love and being protected... ...just became like suffocating and -- and -- and -- and controlling.

You know?

-I-I... Is that why the family has been seeing less and less of you?

-Gina's convinced herself that you all resent her.

She made me choose... my wife... my family... ♪♪ ♪♪ -What's this I hear about one of the bar staff being attacked?

-It was Taylor.

The hospital said she'd be okay.

-So, it wasn't Nicole?

-No.

No, no.

She was the one who found Taylor.

-[ Sighs ] -I thought you said you didn't care about Nicole anymore.

-I don't.

Where was Taylor attacked?

-Just outside the back door.

-And did the police get the CCTV?

-No.

Sure, Nicole doesn't know how to use it.

-Ah, that woman!

♪♪ -Siobhan?

Could I have a word?

♪♪ It seems we got off on the wrong foot.

-Well, that's one way of putting it.

-And I'm sorry if you were upset by what I said about your romantic history.

-Yeah, um, who told you about that anyway?

-Are they not common knowledge, your affairs?

-Assumpta, what is it exactly you want?

-A truce.

♪♪ ♪♪ -What's Jared supposed to have done?

-He's under suspicion of the assault on Taylor.

-But he didn't do it.

-Between me and you, Clint, that's what we all think.

What we need is evidence.

-You want evidence?

I'll show you evidence.

♪♪ Howdy.

-Clint.

Here to confess to yet another crime?

-Prepare to eat humble pie, Marlene Pettigrew.

-What's this?

-That's footage of the attack on Taylor.

Nicole might not be able to use the CCTV.

I, on the other hand, am a technical genius.

♪♪ ♪♪ -I saw red.

When Jared said that she was giving him money so he could leave me... -Well, we've spoken to the prosecution service who have authorized us to charge you with grievous bodily harm with intent.

-I'm sorry.

I really am.

We also need to address the issue of how you've been treating your husband.

-What do you mean?

-Well, you locked his phone in a drawer, took away his bank cards, his car keys.

-Yeah, which is why he needed Clint's van to move his stuff.

-It was all for his own good.

-Tell me, Gina, why do you think Jared was trying to leave you?

-Jared doesn't know what's good for him.

-See, that's just the thing, Gina, he does.

Because he's an adult.

And you made him a prisoner in his own home, which is against the law.

-I was looking after him.

-Gina, you need help.

And we will do everything we can to make sure you get it.

But the way you've treated Jared, it is a crime.

And we will also be charging you with coercive control.

-I never meant to hurt him.

I love him.

Please tell him I'll change.

I'll do whatever it takes to get him to forgive me.

-We'll, uh, we'll pass on the message.

-Yeah.

-But, Gina, you need to accept the possibility that Jared may never want to see you again.

♪♪ ♪♪ -I'll let you lads have a moment.

-Ah, thank you, Finn.

[ Door closes ] -Look, um... Gina was asking to see you.

-Of course I'll see her.

-Really?

I mean, no one would blame you if you didn't -- -Ryan, you know, we made vows.

For better or for worse.

♪♪ ♪♪ -I can't believe you've talked me into this.

-She's making an effort.

So, be nice.

-Finn, Siobhan, come on in.

Niamh is all ready.

♪♪ ♪♪ -You'll never guess what, Barry.

I've just bumped into Claudia Preston who seems to have a newfound respect for me.

According to her, I am a modern, liberated woman.

She reckons I've paid my criminal husband back by asserting my sexuality.

-There's Clint now.

Why don't you let him know?

-What's with the holdall?

Have you come to tell me that you're leaving town for good?

-Sorry to disappoint.

The only place I'm going is upstairs to unpack.

I'm moving back in.

-Are you on glue?

-You clearly can't run this place on your own.

Staff getting assaulted and you can't even operate the CCTV!

Besides, I've got every right to be here, this is my home.

I wasn't the one sleeping around, was I?

♪♪ ♪♪ -Here we go.

Help yourselves.

It's all store-bought, I'm afraid.

I'm hardly Martha Stewart.

-Who?

-It's lovely, Assumpta.

Thank you.

Right, Finn?

-Oh, yeah, it looks delicious, yeah.

-Look, I know we didn't get off to a good start.

And that's my fault.

Well, it might've helped if you told me I had a sister from the get-go.

-[ Chuckles ] You're the lucky one.

Just ask my Erin, she'll tell you, I'm a dead loss as a mother.

The moment she turned 16, pfft, out of the house.

-I'm 18.

Ryan has asked me to move in with him.

And I've said yes.

-You've said what?

-Sorry?

-Well, I've talked about it with Assumpta, and she thinks I should go for it.

-Does she now?

-Well, uh, don't let's shoot the messenger.

-Uh, can we talk about this?

-You can't just walk in here and interfere in a family!

-I've got a mind of my own, you know!

I'm moving in with Ryan!

End of!

[ Sighs ] -The girl asked my opinion.

I gave it.

Where's the harm in that?

-You see this whole situation with you being here, it's a non-starter.

I want you out of my mother's house!

And I want you out of Port Devine!

♪♪ ♪♪ -Hey.

Oh, you should have seen their faces.

Dad was raging.

-You've told them?

-Don't tell me you've changed your mind.

-I was talking to our Jared earlier.

He said something.

-What?

-He said that Gina made him choose between her and his family.

-What's that got to do with us moving in together?

-Earlier...

...I asked you to choose between me and your dad.

-Because you were stressed out.

Under pressure.

-Look... [ Sighs ] Everything that Jared said to me about Gina, the more that I think about it... Look, I...

I stopped you going to your demo.

-I'm a big girl, Ryan.

I can stand up to you.

-This version of myself... ...trying to control you... ...it's not who I want to be.

-Is this my dad?

Has he got to you?

-No.

This is me.

-You told me you loved me.

-I do.

-Which is...

Which is why this has to end.

[ Sighs ] I'm sorry, Niamh.

This is over.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Stay, please!

Look, I'm sure we can sort this out.

-Here, what's going on?

-Finn wants me out.

-Of the house?

-And the country.

-And the, uh -- the problem with that is?

-You were right about Fort Lauderdale.

I can never show my face there again.

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