Episode 34 Red Rock

-Your name, please.

-Brendan Burke.

Beady to my pals.

There's only so many times

and different ways I can tell you that I like you.

I'm just out of a relationship.

I can trust my boys.

Who is it? Who's talking to you? HE SNIGGERS

-What if I came with you?

-You can't.

My life, my choice.

I'm coming with you.

I need to speak to the Assistant Commissioner.

I hate the sea.

You weren't about to jump, were you?

Come on, it can't be that bad.

I told you to cool it, didn't I?

Should've let them do your precious niece for possession.

You never heard of family loyalty?

She'd have gotten off and we'd be in the clear.

Now they know there's leak

and they won't stop until they find out who it is.

Best pin it on some other dope, then.

What, and stab my mates in the back?

Better than getting stabbed in The Joy.

You know what happens to guards inside, don't you?

Drugs went missing from my office. They are still missing.

A full NBCI investigation on a few tabs that went AWOL?

It was my call to make and I made it.

If you hadn't left them lying around in the first place,

none of this would be happening.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Yes.

DI Kelly's just arrived.

She says she wants to interview the whole station.

-Wait, Dawn Kelly's the lead on this? She's a...

-She's thorough, yes.

Are you planning to point her in a certain direction?

I've told her where the concerns are.

But this is the Bureau, let them do it by the book.

So, everyone's a suspect?

Until there is evidence to prove otherwise, yes.

I should get more teabags in, then. You know what these guys are like.

Oh, you haven't forgotten who's starting this morning?

He's going to have a hell of a first day, isn't he?

You didn't write, you didn't call.

-You.

-Me.

Surprise!

You've been busy since I saw you last.

Go on, run while you still can. I won't take offence.

So, you weren't just spinning me a line

-when you told me my timing was off?

-Nope.

I thought there was a boyfriend lurking in the shadows.

-Congratulations.

-Thanks, but there's no boyfriend.

There was, obviously, but we're not together any more.

Well, he must be mad.

Well, you can tell me all about it sometime.

On our first date maybe.

No, I did not say...

How is that sexist? I'm just saying we need another bloke on the team.

Cos there's not nearly enough testosterone in this place?

-I'd quite like a woman.

-New guard, Paudgey -

-male or female? What do you fancy?

-We're being invaded by NBCI drones

and all you can think about is getting your end away.

Hey, so, this new guard, do you know anything about them?

They'll keep you on your toes, that's for sure.

Definitely a woman.

-You know, I half expected you to change your mind.

-No way.

-No doubts at all?

-None.

This is what I want.

-And you're not going to say anything to anyone?

-No.

-DOOR OPENS

-Best if I just go.

-Are you sure?

Because it's not as if it's going to be that easy for you to come back.

Like, they're your family.

Should my ears be burning?

We were just saying that we should all meet for a drink this afternoon.

-If you're free, of course.

-Yeah.

-So, The Pier, I presume?

-Lovely.

-Right, I'll see you there.

-Yeah.

-Bye.

-Bye.

-Well, she's quite a girl.

-Yeah.

Oh, I'm...going to the gym.

I thought you gave up your membership.

-Time to get back in shape.

-That's the spirit.

Lads.

Are you all right?

Somebody told them they could help themselves to our tea.

And they've been at the biscuits, too.

-Yeah, well, that would've been me.

-I suppose you've been interviewed.

No. No-one has yet. They're reviewing what they've got.

What's the word?

Well, the tall one likes his very milky with four sugars,

-but Dawn Kelly drinks herbal.

-Sarge, your man's been acting a bit funny.

I think he probably swallowed some of the evidence before we got him.

I'll get the doctor in.

-Have you been for an interview?

-No. Have you?

Look, you know, I've told you, they've spoken to no-one yet.

-OK?

-OK.

I hear they always ask to see the guilty ones first.

-Do you really think it's getting smaller?

-Are you blind?

Look. That's the heart, right?

-You can hardly see the hole now.

-I can.

It'll right itself.

He's blessed with Kiely genes. He's a fighter.

Hey.

-Hi.

-Mrs Kiely.

-So, good news?

-The baby might not need surgery.

Not if the hole keeps shrinking.

That's amazing.

-Keep it. I've got two.

-Yeah, cheers.

And if there's anything I can do for you or...

She'll be fine with us.

Anything else?

No.

I'll see you around, right?

As you can see, we're all at sixes and sevens here,

but I'm sure you're used to that.

-No problem. Happy to get stuck in.

-I'm delighted to have you.

We usually get lumbered with the cast-offs.

Guys, come over here and meet your new colleague.

He comes highly recommended by his old super.

Oh, he must have got the cheque.

This is Adrijan Kosos and Sean Holden.

-Nice to meet you.

-Same. Rory Walsh.

You not got into your blues yet?

-Oh, I left the uniform behind a long time ago.

-Didn't we say?

Rory's a detective garda.

It's nice to have a man in a suit, eh, lads?

Someone for you two clanks to look up to.

Tango and Cash here fancy themselves as detectives.

And Sean fancies himself full stop.

-You're not the one they call Westlife, are you?

-Oh, yes.

It's a compliment.

I'm sure everyone will take the time to make you feel welcome.

-Anything you need to know, just ask.

-So, what's the latest?

I heard there's a rat in the kitchen.

-Nikki filled me in.

-I'll bring you upstairs.

-Later. I'll look forward to working with you all.

-Likewise.

-"Likewise."

-You know what this is, don't you?

The NBCI, him arriving - it's obvious.

He's a spy. They've planted him here.

MAN RETCHES Oh.

Ooh. Looks like you were right

about him swallowing the rest of those mushrooms.

MAN GIGGLES

Is he doing what I think he's doing?

Looks like you've got yourselves a dirty protester, boys.

MAN LAUGHS

Oh, that's rotten.

MAN GIGGLES

SHE KNOCKS ON DOOR That's criminal damage, Picasso.

HE LAUGHS I can't approve an interview

-until he's sobered up.

-Yeah, maybe the NBCI can handle him.

-Hey, have you...?

-No! I have not been interviewed.

How many times? No-one has, not yet.

Great.

All I'm saying is first one's guilty.

Well, this is weird. Goodbye drinks, except they don't know it's goodbye.

Your idea.

-Are you packed?

-I travel light.

Just me and my emotional baggage. HE LAUGHS

Maybe you could tell your brother?

You know, maybe he could tell your mum after we're gone.

Can he keep a secret?

Oh, yeah.

-He's a Hennessy all right - strong and determined.

-Mm.

Look. Love's young dream.

The least he could do is sit with us.

-I wish I was in his shoes right now.

-Facing prison time?

No. I mean right now, this second.

I think that girl might be the best thing

that's happened to him in a while.

-THEY LAUGH

-I'm not a complete wagon, you guys.

No comment, Mum.

-Michael.

-Hey.

-Hey, Dave, do you have a minute?

Yeah, sure.

-New wheels, Paudgey?

-Well, hardly new, but she does the job.

-Why do you have baby wipes in your locker?

-Wet wipes.

They're called wet wipes.

-What's that smell?

-Ah, you wouldn't have heard of it.

80 euro a bottle.

Hey.

What's this?

Aw, that's so cute.

You're making space for your new boyfriend.

You're going to need more than that with the size of his ego.

I've never seen you like this.

Hear this, Paudge, Shazza has got the hots for geeky boy.

Just cos he doesn't ogle women and talk about sports all day.

-I don't fancy him.

-Yeah.

-Have you been in for your interview yet?

-Don't you start.

What are you so worried about?

I'm up to my ear holes in debt. It's no secret.

I'm surprised it hasn't been on the front of the Garda Review.

They'll try pinning this on me, mark my words.

-Paudge, you need to chill.

-Oh.

I might as well have "big, fat security risk"

stamped across my forehead.

Paudge, you're first.

DI Kelly will see you in the interview room now.

Would you like to have anyone with you?

A colleague or a legal representative?

No, thanks. I'm fine as I am.

Right, let's crack on.

Tell us about your dealings with criminal gangs on the Ridge Estate.

How long have you got?

They're the bane of our lives, those scangers.

Look, I know why I'm here.

The rat, mole, whatever you want to call it.

You think there is one?

Isn't there?

Right.

The Ridge, there's the wrong side of the tracks,

and then there's that kip.

We're cleaning it up, rooting out the dealers...

-That includes Beady Burke?

-He's top of our list.

He's evaded you pretty successfully so far.

It's no secret that we're onto him.

Do you ever share information with him?

Or his associates?

Tit for tat.

He gives you a little something,

you give him the odd nod when things are hot.

That toerag?

You must be getting information from somewhere.

Anyone mad enough to inform on Beady wants his head looked at.

-What about Ollie Coyne?

-Case in point. That one's tapped.

That was some top-quality tip-off he gave you.

Just fell into my lap.

So...your personal circumstances.

I actually felt him kick the other day, you know. Mad.

It's nice cos she actually let me touch her.

It felt like we were getting close.

Could move in together and, you know...

And then she just threw it in my face.

It's so weird, Mike.

I absolutely love this kid. Like, crazy love him, like.

And I haven't even met him and he's... Oh!

-I just don't want to turn out to be like Dad.

-You won't.

Mike, I'm the daft one, you're the one with the head screwed on.

-Listen, David.

-Only a couple of weeks now, as well.

-I'm sorry I won't be around to see him.

-Er, why?

Oh. Jesus, yeah. Sorry. I completely forgot.

Yeah.

I don't think they have a creche in Mount Joy, do you?

Look, you're going to be a great dad.

And whatever happens to me...

..no hard feelings, yeah?

You're going to have me welling up here, Mike.

Come on. Come on, we'll head back inside.

You show me a guard in the country

who wasn't tempted into buying flats in Bulgaria, time-shares in Florida.

All I wanted was a little nest egg. I bought local.

There was a time the banks couldn't get enough of the guards.

Now we're about as welcome as a fart in a phone box.

"Think of it as your pension," they said.

But it was our pensions they were after, wasn't it?

This house you bought...

Do you know what the banks said to me one time?

That I wasn't boring enough.

That I was dangerously under-borrowed.

And now you're finding it hard to meet repayments?

No more than the next fella.

Is there anything else

that you think is pertinent to this investigation?

Any suspicious activity here in the station?

Now you want me to start pointing fingers?

That's lousy.

But since you bring it up,

is there anyone in your unit that you're concerned about?

-You were shot?

-Stabbed. Just under the vest.

-Between the ribs? Savages.

-And there were two of them?

I got lucky. Turned out they missed all the vitals.

Just a scratch, really. A load of fuss about nothing.

Here, Addy, show him your scar.

It was touch and go for a while,

but that's the risk you take out on the street.

You were attacked?

-No.

-Kind of.

-Yeah.

-He was run over.

Seriously, though, he ruptured his spleen.

-Sounds nasty.

-Mmm.

How are you getting on with your man?

He's cleaned up.

Do you want me to talk to him? He won't mess me about.

-Thanks, but we're working on it.

-Yeah, I can smell that.

-Drinks on me later. Pier Pub, right?

-Mm-hm.

A few drinks would go down nicely.

-You two?

-Yeah, sure.

-Yeah.

-Great.

I'd hate their work.

You think we've loads of work? And the guff they have to ask.

-How was it?

-Ah, it'll wear you out.

They want to see you next.

Fancy a game?

Nah.

You've had an interesting year.

Your sergeant, now this. It's tough.

You start to question your fellow guards.

No. Sergeant McGonigle was a once-off.

It must have affected things around the place.

Well, he was a bad apple. Now he's gone.

You learn who you can trust.

It's important, isn't it, you have each other's backs?

Do you have any informants registered with CHIS?

-Any off the books?

-No.

You're familiar with Beady Burke?

Who isn't? He's one of the first people

we're introduced to when you start the job.

I just mean everybody knows who he is.

And since you arrived, you've been teamed with...

Paudge. Garda Brennan.

Your first partner since you started.

You must feel a special loyalty to him.

-I suppose you...

-You get on?

I spend more time with him than anyone else if that's what you mean.

He helped you get settled,

showed you the ropes when you got here.

-Was he a good choice, do you think?

-Yeah.

There's not much that goes on around here that Paudge doesn't know about.

When you say trust, what exactly do you mean?

If Red Rock had a mascot, it'd be him.

How do you mean?

He's very good to his mother.

When I was in hospital,

he was the one person I could count on to come and visit.

Him and the boss.

We should have the report by tomorrow.

-Did Dawn give you any clue?

-Like reading a brick wall.

-Oh, well.

We'll know soon enough.

Hmm. Either way, it doesn't end here.

If there is a leak, than that's another guard gone bad

in this station.

And if there isn't one,

then I've pointed the finger at one of my own team.

If I'd to put money on it...

..Paudge didn't do it. You?

CAR ALARM BLARES

Whoever parked there should have left a bloody tin-opener.

ALARM STOPS

Nothing?

Besides a minor scratch to my car.

We've a couple more people still to interview,

but Paudge got more eyeball time than anyone else.

As far as we're concerned, he's clean.

-What about the rest of them?

-You've got a good team here.

How do you explain the drugs going missing?

I didn't say that someone hasn't been careless.

But a guard with links to criminals on The Ridge? We don't see it.

-Just sloppy police work, then.

-That's not for me to judge.

What's your gut telling you?

I skipped breakfast.

Look, it wouldn't be the first time

drugs have gone walkabout in a station. It happens.

You're not just here about that.

Someone's giving information to Beady Burke.

Might be.

I know it's been tricky here.

Death in custody, my sergeant being charged with defilement of a minor.

Tricky doesn't come close.

Still, maybe you're being a bit...

Paranoid.

..over-cautious.

For what it's worth, I think it's better than being careless.

Why don't you go and tell them the good news?

Can't wait.

So, what exactly did she say, your one from the Bureau?

-Lips are sealed, man.

-You know it's confidential, right?

-Lads, you'll never guess what Rory did.

-Let me guess.

Took on seven guys in a car park, kicked them,

cuffed them, charged them without injuring his vitals.

No, Sean, he brought us doughnuts.

You got away with it, then. They didn't find a mole.

-How do you know?

-It's all over the detectives' office.

Course, they don't launch this kind of investigation just for laughs.

And just cos they didn't find anything...

What are you trying to insinuate?

Come on, guys, can you not take a joke?

-I thought this place was all about the crack.

-Yeah, it is.

-Erm...

-JAMES CLEARS THROAT

DI Kelly has briefed me on your interviews

and given us a clean bill of health.

You all know I had to do this.

Evidence went missing and is still missing.

And information about our operation did leak out.

We can't afford to be seen as a weak link.

I've spoken to Sergeant Tyrell about how we bag and store evidence.

I don't want it left lying around.

I want it logged, labelled and locked away as fast as possible.

-And I can give a quick refresher if anyone needs it.

-Any questions?

Yeah, you didn't really think it was us, boss, did you?

You all have my complete trust.

-See?

-What else could he say?

PHONE BUZZES

-Ooh, holiday?

-Er, visiting a friend.

-Actually, I'm late.

-Can I get you a refill?

-Er, yeah, if you like.

-This won't take long.

I wanted to thank you.

-For what?

-I see how you are with Michael.

The two of you are getting on great.

He's brighter than usual and he's back to his old self.

Look, Siobhan, I know I was a tad reserved when we first met.

But he's just so fragile at the moment.

It's fine. I understand.

A broken heart on top of everything else.

-I don't want to see him get hurt.

-I wouldn't do that.

I know.

And I'm sorry.

-You're close?

-Yes, I suppose we are.

When my husband died,

it became us against the rest of the world.

That must have been hard - left alone with your kids.

Truth is, they saved me.

Anyway, what I really wanted to say to you

is that there's no need for the two of you to sneak around.

You're welcome in our house any time you want.

-Thank you.

-Well, let's get you that coffee.

Great.

Nikki said there was a free locker.

Oh, that's his overflow. There's one here.

-Gave it a wipe for you.

-Thanks.

You got your man cleaned up for his interview in the end?

-Didn't even have to waterboard him.

-They held their noses,

took his name and address and released him out into the wild.

We're going back to the flats. He'll be in the same spot.

Well, my offer still stands.

It's all under control. Thanks, Detective.

You hope.

Nice suit.

-That'll be you, too, one day, Sean.

-I wouldn't mind being a detective.

Well, eventually, when I can't hack it on the streets any more.

Besides, blue's my colour.

Brings out the green in your eyes.

Hey, the ladies love a man in uniform.

-We get no complaints, do we, fella?

-Nope.

-You settling in all right?

-Getting the lay of the land.

If you need anything, just let us know.

Yeah, I heard you're a good man to know.

Who told you that?

One of the investigators is an old boss of mine.

Dawn Kelly.

-You and her are mates?

-I wouldn't go that far.

You never said that before.

Didn't want you thinking I was a spy or something.

Help yourself.

I don't know, there's something about him.

Leave him alone.

-I like him.

-Yeah, I would never have guessed.

So, come on, who do you think nicked the drugs?

You must have some good theory, Westlife.

You heard McKay - it's over, forget about it.

Well, there's still evidence missing.

They'll want to interrogate the cleaners.

Who knows what they hoover up.

Well, the boss doesn't trust us. He's made that clear.

-He stood in front of you all and told you he did.

-Yeah, right.

Addy, you're starting to sound like geeky boy now.

Yeah, leave McKay alone, will you?

I know what it's like to have fingers pointed at you.

-You have a persecution complex.

-No, I don't.

I was persecuted, but I cooperated.

Even gave them my bank statements.

-You serious?

-Yeah. You know what they found?

-Tumbleweed?

-Those payments you made to that dodgy sex line? Yow!

I was being overcharged in my fees.

So, if my boots squeak on the way out,

it's because I'm cleaner than clean.

A guard?

-Thought you were a master criminal.

-With this face?

Nah, definitely more of a pimp.

You should give that to the seagulls.

Yeah, like they don't have enough crap to eat around here.

-You're not fond of the place, then?

-I love it.

Grows on you.

-Why didn't you tell me you were a guard?

-You never asked.

That night we met at the club, you never told me you were...

You didn't ask.

-It suits you.

-What? My beer belly?

Oi, careful you, the baby.

I don't think babies get dizzy, pal.

I meant if she slipped.

-What's it to you, anyway?

-David, this is Rory.

A friend.

So, I should get back to the station.

-He's a guard.

-A detective, actually, Miss Kiely.

-Kept that quiet.

-I don't want to play all my cards up front.

-Do you have a minute?

-Not really.

-Can't you take a break?

Not any time soon. Why?

Just checking up on you, making sure you're OK.

-I am.

-Great.

Well, see you, then.

No, the thing is is the next baby scan.

-I'd love to go.

-Can we talk about this another time?

-I'm the father of the baby.

-Got that.

Detective training comes in handy.

OK.

-Not now, OK?

-Well, it was nice to meet you.

DOOR OPENS

What kind of pervert makes a move on a pregnant girl?

-Listen, Dave...

-No, this smarmy creep was all over Katie.

Like you don't flirt with girls at the pub.

-She's having a baby, Mike, come on.

-Calm down.

-You weren't there, you never saw him.

-Hello, boys.

-I bumped into Siobhan earlier on.

-So...?

-We had a nice little chat.

-What about?

I thought she should spend more time at home,

stay over if she wants.

We have a spare room or she can share with you.

Thanks.

And I also thought I'd rustle up something for us to eat tonight.

-What, are you cooking, Mum?

-Stranger things have happened.

-Stranger than your cooking?

-Hey!

Show your mother a bit of respect, please.

-You know you love us really.

-Don't push it. What are those?

Er, the Finnegan's invoice.

Oh. They're not due for another two weeks.

No point having them lying around.

Actually, Mum, I was going to shoot off if that's OK?

-Yeah. Eight o'clock OK for dinner?

-PHONE RINGS

Perfect. Thanks.

I mean it.

Thanks for everything.

I just want you to be happy, Michael.

I will be. I love you.

-Watch it, he's after your money, that one.

-Stop.

-All right. Bye.

-Yeah, see you later.

I tell you, that girl has made him soft in the head.

Right, I'll see you later anyway, Mum, yeah?

-Mum?

-Did you know Michael had started back at the gym?

The gym? What? He can't stand the place.

He says people are whispering behind his back and all.

-That's what I thought.

-Why?

Oh, it's nothing.

-See you for dinner later?

-Yeah, cool. See you later.

No, no, no.

David.

David!

-Just the man. Hang on.

-I'm about to head out.

This won't take long.

Go on ahead.

I've been thinking about your financial situation.

My brother-in-law is a financial adviser,

deals with a lot of members.

Right. Thanks.

I'm not going to apologise for the investigation.

Did I ask you to?

You don't think I should have called in the Bureau, I know.

Boss, I'm really glad they found no leak,

but our reputation - it's been dragged through the mud again.

-And for what?

-HE SIGHS

You don't think I've asked myself that question

a couple of hundred times?

Yeah.

Sorry I couldn't pick up.

Wait.

Wow. Looks like your new boyfriend is one of those shining lights.

You know you're obsessed?

I just like to get to know my colleagues.

-You're stalking him online?

-I wish. He's not on Facebook or Twitter.

Have you tried the Bebo?

Well, it's pathetic. You lot need to grow up.

-Sharon, I'm sorry.

-Thanks.

HE CHUCKLES

Tenner says they're at it by next week.

THEY CHUCKLE

-You've got to call the police.

-No.

No-one knows he's missing until he doesn't sign in to the station.

We have to reach him before then.

Michael, when you get this, please call us.

We need to talk to you.

I knew it. I knew there was something wrong.

We need to get to the airport now, David.

Why can't we just let him go?

If you don't want me to come with you, just tell me.

-I'm not saying that.

-What are you saying, then?

I don't know.

-I want you to be sure.

-I am.

Have you really thought about what this means?

Cos if you go, you won't be able to come back.

You'll go straight to jail.

Look, if you stay here,

you'll get a few years inside and that's it, it's done.

What is this?

I thought you were all for freedom and doing what you want.

Can you just leave your family behind?

Just...for good?

-Yeah.

-Well, I couldn't.

It doesn't matter where I am in the world,

I know I can hop on a plane and come home if I need to.

-You can't do that.

-I don't care about them!

I want to be with you.

I don't want to be the reason that you wreck your life.

You won't be.

Look, I want you to come with me more than anything,

but you need to face up to what that really means.

If he goes, he'll be done for absconding.

Any chance of a lenient sentence will go out the window.

He'll be in prison the moment he steps foot back in the country.

-Sounds like he's not coming back.

-Of course he is.

-He can't spend his life on the run, David.

-He can if he wants to.

Oh, that's your answer to everything, isn't it?

-Just run and hide.

-Mum, have you even read this?

-Yes.

He's flying off to God knows where for God knows how long.

-And have you read why?

-David, he can't do this.

-The trial is coming...

-Forget about the trial.

I'd rather Michael be working in a bar on a beach,

having a good time than stuck here in Mount Joy.

How can you say that?

We need to get to the airport now.

You got my letters, then?

We followed up on Picasso.

He's back on the same spot selling these.

-Not hungry this time?

-Too quick for him.

Yeah, and given the circumstances,

I want you to see me locking these away, OK?

-The boss knows you don't need baby-sitting.

-That's what I said.

Anyone for a scoop?

-Shouldn't we be celebrating?

-Did you not hear McKay's lecture?

He had to give us a kick in the arse. It's his job.

Maybe I wasn't clear.

It wasn't a kicking.

And I meant it when I said you all have my trust.

-And you have ours.

-Maybe. Maybe not.

-Nothing a few drinks won't cure, huh?

-On you, right?

Naturally. PHONE RINGS

Is that your sex line again, Paudge?

Right, well, we'd better give you some time alone.

-It's Mammy, I'll have you know.

-I believe you. Thousands wouldn't.

You know, it never would have worked.

You would have got caught eventually.

Claire's right. It's for the best, love.

-So, where's Siobhan?

-On a plane to Thailand.

And you're not to blame her for this, OK?

It was my fault, my idea. All of it.

I don't get you, Mike.

I don't know. Couldn't do it.

Couldn't leave you lot, could I? DAVID LAUGHS

You'd fall apart without me.

-THEY LAUGH

-Come here.

Oh!

-You did tell Rory to meet us here?

-Yeah. Of course.

-Are you wearing lipstick?

-No.

-Yes, you are.

Don't worry, Shazza, any minute, the man of your dreams

is going to come walking through that door.

THEY LAUGH

Still no sign of Paudge?

-I want to buy him a drink, that's all.

-Sorry, boss.

Can we all stop apologising? It's our night out.

-Paudge is one of us.

-Mm-hm.

-Still think he's hiding something?

Paudge is always hiding something. Doesn't mean he's corrupt.

Lazy, yeah, but dirty, no.

Are you out of your mind?

When I call, I expect you to answer.

-In a station full of guards?

-What happened with the suits?

They don't know anything, but they came this close

and I can't even go to the jacks without someone watching me.

It's too risky. It's over.

I've told you before, I decide when we're done.

You want to get caught, do you?

Cos I don't, and that's what's going to happen.

They're not as daft as you think and you're not as smart.

You can threaten me all you want, I don't care. It's over.

It was nice while it lasted, eh?

See you around, Garda Brennan.