stay here for good. To stop running away from everything. My mother...my deranged family background."
He looked over at Violet and shook his head.
"What happened to you Violet? What happened to my best friend?"
"I grew up, Joe. I suggest you do the same and stop living in this rose tinted past that you seemed to have dreamed up for yourself. This town was never normal. I'm surprised you have such fond memories of your childhood. Your childhood-my childhood- was fucked up," she signalled to the bar for another round.
"I want to see my son," snapped Joe.
"Oh do you now. Who are you to make demands of me?"
"Well, let's see now. I'm his father. That surely entitles me. Where is he?"
The Inspector grabbed her coat and made to stand up, "Joe, I'm afraid you won't be seeing your son just yet. You see...."