Orla: All right, how's it going?
Emmett: Not too bad, not too bad. And yourself?
Mary: I'm sorry, who are you?
Emmett: Ah, Emmett's the name. Well, not my real name, like, but it'll have to do. Anyway, I'll not be keeping
you. [starts to close the boot]
Mary: No, hold on. Wait.
Emmett: Yeah?
Mary: Do you mind telling us what you're doing in there?
Emmett: Oh, right. Well, during the last 24 hours, crossing the border has become somewhat of a priority for me, so I did a bit of asking around, you know, just on the off chance someone might be heading down that way, and your name came up. And... there you have it.
Gerry: Fantastic.
Emmett: All right? Lovely to meet you.