- DCI Jo Fontaine: [entering the valet business after an employee whistles loudly at her] Fanfare. Very subtle.
- Francesca: How did you know I was here?
- DCI Jo Fontaine: Uh, your dad told me. Bless him. Really proud. You know, it's funny. Usually the wives are set up with a, uh, beauty salon.
- Francesca: You know, this is a legitimate business.
- DCI Jo Fontaine: And they can play at spray tans or fake nails or whatever they do in those places. But this is a bit different.
- [picks up a pamphlet]
- DCI Jo Fontaine: Tri-wax foam. Gah, I bet that brings up a lovely shine.
- [sets down the pamphlet]
- DCI Jo Fontaine: Anyway, I'm not really here about the business. That's an ancillary offense, just one little thread. Francesca, have you heard of a Chris Pearson? He's an associate. Well, that might be too strong. Works in the same line of business as your husband. Burnt down your house?
- Francesca: Never heard of him.
- DCI Jo Fontaine: Really? Not what I heard. I heard you two had a meeting, and now he's gone missing.
- Francesca: I don't know what you're talking about.
- DCI Jo Fontaine: Okay.
- [sighs]
- DCI Jo Fontaine: Then I'll let you get on with your husband's washing.
- Harriet: He was always so organized, Clive. Structured. Safety-conscious, which is ironic, really, when you consider how he died.
- Ian: How did he? If you don't mind me.
- Harriet: South West Coastal Path.
- Ian: Sorry?
- Harriet: We were on a walking holiday in Dorset. We, we'd just finished the section near Durdle Door when the weather turned. I wanted to go back, but Clive insisted we go on, and all of a sudden a gust got under his cagoule, and poof, he was gone. Just like that.
- [looks at Ian, who has gone very quiet]
- Harriet: Yes, that's the face that most people do.
- Ian: Harriet, I, I, I don't know what to say. That, that is the most...
- Harriet: Ridiculous way to die, I know. For years I never knew which was worse, the overwhelming grief or the awful embarrassment.
- [first lines]
- Margaret: Money that comes in from Paul's activities will be presented as legitimate earnings from this business. False records, false invoices. You claim to have cleaned 100 cars when you've only washed 50. Are you following me, dear?
- Francesca: Yeah.
- Margaret: And try to live modestly. Do not give the authorities any reason to suspect a discrepancy between your declared income and your lifestyle. And keep your real name out of everything. Be discreet. Be careful.
- [Francesca has a flashback to the murder she witnessed]
- Margaret: From now on, everything you do is about avoiding detection.
- Brendan: So, do you like it? I made it for you.
- Aisling: What is it?
- Brendan: [chuckling] What do you think it is?
- Aisling: An egg?
- Brendan: It's an owl. Of course it's an owl. I mean, look at its beady little eyes. You've always liked owls, you know you do. Ever since you were small. You used to have this wee cuddly thing.
- Aisling: It were an otter, Dad.
- Brendan: What? Oh. Jesus, no, really?
- Aisling: Mm-hmm.
- Brendan: Oh, well I suppose I could add a tail.