Episode 20 Red Rock

-The bloody signal keeps flickering?

-Well?

-The caravan park.

OVER PHONE: 'Sir, if there's a problem, you need to tell me.'

Uh, no. Actually, no, no. Everything's fine.

It was a false alarm.

Sharon and Paudge just called looking for backup.

They've been following McGonigle.

OK, we have no choice but to treat this

as a possible abduction.

Brian McGonigle, I'm arresting you on suspicion of abduction.

It's a misunderstanding. I've done nothing wrong here.

-Take him away.

-Look, there's been some kind of mistake, boss.

Ambulance is on its way. Well done, Sharon.

How is she?

As good as can be expected,

I suppose, given what she's been through.

The doctor is nearly finished her psych assessment,

and they say she can maybe go home later today.

Well, that's a good sign.

Liam, if Rachel asks questions, remember, answer honestly.

But bear in mind, she might not

be ready yet to accept the truth about everything that's happened.

She'll be fine... when she's home and back to normal.

Does she remember anything from yesterday?

I don't know. If she does, she isn't saying.

You realise we'll need to question her

about exactly what happened between them?

It's not going to be easy for her or you,

but we'll make it as informal as we can.

When do you need to talk to her?

Well, the sooner the better.

-Tomorrow.

-If you think she's able for it.

-What are you doing about McGonigle?

-We've arrested Sergeant McGonigle.

He's being interviewed at Dunedin Station at the moment.

As a former colleague, we can't deal with him at Red Rock.

He's going to be charged, though, right?

I'd expect so. But ultimately, that's the DPP's decision.

No. No, it's not.

You saw what he did to Rachel.

You saw what he did to my daughter.

He's not getting away with that. I want him charged and locked up.

They don't have to chuck his stuff in the bin.

Seriously, you're still standing up for him?

He was our mate, Paudge.

Do I have to go through his rap sheet for you?

He slept with an underage girl,

then was going to leave her to die after she'd OD'd.

Well, we don't know that for sure.

He called 999 and hung up. He could've asked for an ambulance.

OK, well, that was out of line.

And he had Sharon beaten up too.

Listen, all I'm saying is

we shouldn't have to throw his stuff in the bin.

Now might be a good time to say you're sorry.

Me?

I didn't treat her any worse than anyone else.

You think?

Everyone thought Brian was innocent. Everyone.

And now we know he wasn't, so go say you're sorry.

Why should I be the one to apologise?

You're a lost cause.

Why is it so hard for you to do the right thing?

-It's not.

-Well, then go say you're sorry.

-What, now?

-No, next year will be fine.

And before you say anything, it wasn't my idea.

-The skip has asked us to process it.

-Who is it? Someone we know?

-Yes.

-That bad?

-Oh, yes.

-Daniela, spitter.

-Worse.

Worse? How? Violent, mouthy, mental?

No.

-Nice to see you too, Garda Holden.

-Forget it.

I confess to criminal damage.

No way.

I graffitied a wall with dirty guards.

OK, I'm not doing it.

-What choice do you have?

-I don't care.

You can let him go if you want. I'm not processing him.

Garda Holden, my office now.

Sorry, we're not open yet.

The one earring thing makes you look like a pirate.

Thanks.

That was some disappearing act.

Yeah, I meant to say goodbye.

We both know that's not true.

Well, thanks.

Better get to work.

I told you, we're not open yet.

I don't mind waiting.

Suit yourself.

So, what can I get you?

-If I wasn't so secure, I might feel a little used.

-Used?

-Kissed and cast away.

-You complaining?

-Absolutely not.

Aren't you curious how I found you?

Just presumed stalkers don't give away their tricks.

-Oh, so you think I'm a stalker now?

-It's crossed my mind.

What if I told you I visited every girl in Red Rock

asking them to try on the earring till I found the one girl it fit?

I'd say you need to work on your lines.

My flatmate is the bar manager at the club

and buys his latte here.

Congratulated me on getting the hot girl from the Neptune.

So, what would you like?

Depends. What would you recommend?

-Yeah, but Chris Malloy is a messer, sir.

-I don't care.

He's always claiming he's committed some crime just so I search him.

Then search him and charge him.

He wants a full-cavity search.

-What?

-Yeah. It's his thing.

Gets off on it, being searched fully.

Sort it out.

Yes, sir.

Go!

HE SIGHS

KNOCK AT DOOR What?

You certainly know how to make a girl feel welcome.

Come in. Sit down.

Is this an actual visit

or are you just here fitting me in between clients?

When did you get so cynical?

Yeah, OK. I am fitting you in between clients.

How are you doing?

Besides my sergeant being arrested

and morale in the station being at an all-time low,

I'm pretty good.

We all liked Brian.

I liked him. So did Angela and Nikki.

Everybody did.

You don't have to beat yourself up for being taken in by him.

Tell that to the Reids.

How are they?

How do you think?

Yeah.

Last night when I imagined us having breakfast together,

this isn't exactly how I pictured it.

We're not having breakfast together.

I don't know whether to eat this or wear it.

Slag off my cooking and you will be wearing it.

If I buy you a coffee, will you drink it here with me?

I can't. I'm working.

Surely you get a break.

Yeah, not today.

I'm here on my own all day.

Well, if you need an extra pair of hands...

You always this pushy?

No. Only when I really want something.

Well, thanks for the offer, but I'm OK.

Are you sure? I'm great in the kitchen.

Other rooms too.

Hi.

-Hi, sweetheart.

-Hi.

How do you feel?

Where's my phone?

It's with the guards, OK?

He had it, they took it off him. It's evidence know.

No, I mean my phone. The ordinary one.

It's here.

Don't worry. I'm not going to call anyone. I just want it.

So, are you looking forward to being back home?

Not really.

-I called the school.

-I said you'd be back in a few weeks, OK?

And we have to go into the station tomorrow

and make a statement.

-Just get it over with.

-No.

You have to make a statement, Rachel. It's very important.

I don't care.

-Rachel, the guards need it so they can prosecute...

-I said no.

-Rachel!

-I'm not making a statement to the police.

-Why not?

Because...

I don't want Brian getting in trouble.

Sharon...

wasn't expecting to see you in today.

I was rostered.

You know what I mean.

I suppose I just want everything to get back to normal

as quickly as possible.

Everyone in the station owes you a huge debt of gratitude...

and an apology for not supporting you sooner.

It's OK, sir.

Well done.

See that?

I was out there too yesterday.

Lost a perfectly good mobile phone catching McGonigle,

but not a word of thanks for me.

Holden say anything to you yet?

Honestly, I don't care. I just want to forget it.

Oh, come on.

There must be a bit of you wants to rub it in his face,

just a little bit.

Well, the important thing is, we've got McGonigle.

BELL RINGS

Hi. I need to see McKay.

I almost forgot, I'm carrying some contraband on my person,

so if you want to search me, fire away.

Come on.

There. You're fine.

No, I think you're going to need the rubber gloves

-to find what I've got hidden.

-I said you're fine.

OK, it's a phone, a mobile phone.

-I want you to search me!

-Get in there.

-It's my legal right!

He doesn't have a phone on him, trust me.

McKay told you to search him.

No, McKay told me to do my job, and my job doesn't include

fulfilling some perv's sexual fantasies.

If Rachel doesn't want to make a statement, we can't force her to.

He's got inside her head.

She won't hear a word said against him.

It might just mean she needs a little more time.

And we can always do the interview at your house.

Remember, your daughter's welfare is the priority here.

What happens if she doesn't speak?

What happens to McGonigle?

If Rachel doesn't admit that the relationship was sexual,

it's unlikely we'll get a conviction.

What if McKay checks up? Especially the mood he's in today.

He's not going to check up.

And even if he does,

it doesn't matter because Chris Malloy

is not hiding a phone on his person.

-We can't be sure.

-Oh, I'm sure.

Do you see that? That's the size of your average mobile.

See the corners? Very sharp.

There's no way you're putting that where the sun don't shine.

Holden, you've got a visitor.

-Uh, Sean Holden?

-Yeah. That's me.

Who ordered them?

Uh, the caller just said he was in the cells

and to deliver them to you.

Told you we should've searched Malloy.

Hawaiian. My favourite.

-Get that phone off him before McKay discovers he has it.

-Yeah, OK.

And if the boss hears Malloy ordered you pizza with it,

we're for the high jump.

He's not going to find out. How would he?

Oh, you know how gossip spreads around here.

Sure, half of them are like old women.

Nobody likes a show-off.

Actually, I find this usually works.

Don't you have somewhere to be, like a job?

I thought this was my job for the day.

No, a job usually implies you're getting paid.

Oh, well, you can repay me by bringing me out for a drink.

Listen, I don't think that's such a good idea.

Ow!

Warned you about showing off.

-I think the sting of rejection hurts more than the cut.

-Here, let me see.

Ah, that's only a scratch. Thought you'd taken your finger off.

Well, I can see you're a great loss to the caring professions.

There's plasters under the sink. Go run it under the tap.

It's what they said.

If Rachel doesn't make a statement,

they're going to find it difficult to make a case against him.

-But they caught him red-handed.

-He's now claiming Rachel called him.

-He only went out there to help Rachel.

-That's rubbish.

It's not me you have to convince, love.

-He can't get away with this. He just can't.

-I know.

That's why she's got to make a statement.

You think you're very funny, don't you?

Ordering those pizzas? I won't forget this.

-What pizzas?

-The Hawaiians.

-Hawaiians?

-LAUGHTER

Are you going to search me or what?

-THEY LAUGH

-That's not funny.

It was a bit funny.

They wouldn't ask you to make a statement if it wasn't important.

-It'll only take an hour or so.

-No.

Why not?

Because I don't want to.

Are you trying to protect Brian? Is that it?

I know that you think that he cared about you,

that he had feelings for you, but he didn't.

-All he did was take advantage of you, Rachel.

-No.

It's true, and you need to stop protecting him.

He loved me. He still loves me.

That is not true.

You don't know anything.

I know that he did not love you.

You are wasting your time.

I'm not going to make a statement against Brian.

No matter what you say, I'm not going to do it.

If he loved you, then why did he leave you to die?

-No, he didn't.

-He did.

When the police arrived, he was leaving.

He was leaving you to die.

I don't believe you.

It's true.

Well, that was fun. We must do it again.

No wonder it was fun. Made more tips than me.

So, let me take you to dinner with them.

Tomorrow night.

-Now is not a great time.

-I'll make it a great time.

I'm just out of a relationship.

So my timing is perfect.

There's only so many times and different ways

I can tell you that I like you.

I mean, we had fun today, fun last night.

I know we'd be really good together.

I'm sorry.

Here's my mobile number in case you change your mind.

Your name's Rory.

Yeah.

Angela...

HE SIGHS

..just had a call from Dunedin.

They've released Brian with a prepared file.

Did they get anything out of him during questioning?

-Not a thing.

-Can't say I'm surprised.

I get the distinct impression

they're counting on Rachel Reid's statement.

-And no word from the Reids yet.

-Great.

Say they can't charge them with defilement, what happens?

As long as he sticks to his story that he's done nothing wrong

and we can't prove otherwise, there's no case.

Do you think we'll ever see him back here?

I'll have to leave the job,

but unless we can get some solid evidence of wrongdoing,

he could walk away a free man.

Let's hope the Reids come through for us.

Yeah.

It was worth the price of three pizzas

just to see the look on your face.

Wait, what would've happened if I hadn't mentioned the pizzas?

I mean, you guys wouldn't actually make me search him, would you?

-No, not a chance.

-You're a friend, Sean.

-Do you want some pizza?

-No, I'm fine.

Listen, about how I behaved...

-Ah, it doesn't matter. Forget it.

-No, it does matter.

And I'm sorry.

-It's OK.

-I'm sorry.

I thought Brian was a friend

cos we played football and went for pints and stuff like that.

Thought he was a good guy.

I guess it was just easier to believe

that you were lying than him.

I get it. Honestly, it's fine.

Sure you don't want some pizza?

I'll have just a slice.

Thanks.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-We're just on our way back from the hospital.

I want to just grab something for dinner.

How's Rachel doing?

Physically, on the mend.

The rest, I'm not so sure.

-How was your day here?

-Yeah, fine.

Nothing to report?

No, nothing.

Don't forget the milk for the morning.

-I'll see you.

-Yeah.

My understanding is that Rachel Reid is still reluctant

to give any kind of statement but has been brought in

in the hope that she might open up once here.

I presume I don't have tell any of you

how sensitive this situation is or how traumatic an experience

this young girl has just been through.

All of us know just how important this interview is,

how vital it is we get Rachel's admission of a sexual relationship

if we're to secure a successful prosecution.

But at no point should Rachel feel pushed or pressurised.

We want her to be able to speak openly

about her experience because...

Yeah, but we don't want to screw it up at the final hurdle.

Have you heard a word I said, Garda Brennan?

Yes, Sergeant.

Then I don't want to hear sniggering

or phrases like "screwing up".

Our reputation has taken a hammering with all that's happened,

so today we're on our best behaviour.

We make the station as welcoming

and as comfortable as we can for Rachel, OK?

-Yes, Sergeant.

-Yes, Sergeant.

Sharon...

Yes, Sarge?

I know you and Rachel Reid have had

a few run-ins during this thing with Brian.

No, not really, Sarge.

Still, I think it's probably best if you keep a low profile.

-We don't want to do anything that might spook her.

-Yes, Sarge.

-Ready?

-Yeah.

I'm going to go and open up, but if you need anything...

-Good luck.

-I'm not saying anything about Brian.

Well, good luck anyway.

-Better go in. They're waiting for us.

-OK.

-Well, who's dying?

-Nobody, Mum.

Well, why the urgency and the long face?

It's David. James has heard back from the DPP.

-They're going to charge him?

-No.

They decided not to pursue his case.

This is how you deliver good news?

You know, for future reference, Claire,

you should try and deliver it with a smile, maybe some bubbles.

We should call David, let him know the news.

No, actually. That should come from David's own solicitor, Declan.

That little man on the bicycle?

Yes, Mum, Declan - who happens to be a first-rate solicitor.

No, Claire, first-rate solicitors own BMWs, not BMXs.

Yeah, anyway, that's not why we called you in. It's Michael.

We need to think about how he's going to take the news.

I know he's going to be happy for David, but still,

this won't be an easy day for him.

OK. I'll have a word.

Thanks.

I'm Angela, Rachel. We met when I called to your house.

Are you recording this?

Yes, just so we have a clear record of everything that is said.

Nobody told me this was going to be recorded.

It's just routine procedure. Absolutely normal.

We do this in all interviews.

And you can ask us to turn it off at any time

if you feel uncomfortable, OK?

OK.

Right, could you tell us a little

about your relationship with Mr McGonigle?

Brian. Will he hear this?

You don't have to say anything you're uncomfortable with,

and we can always stop the recording at any time.

Perhaps you could start by explaining how you first met him.

-You know.

-Just for your statement.

His daughter is my best friend. Or at least she used to be.

-BELL RINGS

-Yeah, all right. I'm coming.

You shouldn't be here.

-I need to see McKay.

-No.

You can't. You're not supposed to be here.

I'm not leaving.

I'm not leaving till I see McKay.

Now, arrest me if you want, but I'm not going.

Get the boss.

Don't worry. No hard feelings.

What?

I know you just did what you thought was right.

That's OK. I forgive you.

Hey, if you want to stay here, you'll keep your mouth shut.

Listen to Judas. Watch him, Sean.

He stabbed Sharon in the back, stabbed me in the back.

He'll stab you in the back too.

You can't be here. You have to leave now. Go.

Look, I just want five minutes. That's all.

-Out.

-Come on. Five minutes.

You owe me that.

Look, in the time we're standing here arguing, it'll all be done.

You don't want me here kicking off, causing a hoo-ha in the station.

Take him straight to my office. Nowhere else.

Make sure Rachel Reid comes nowhere near my office.

Not while he's here.

And call Dunedin. Tell them I want someone over here to pick him up.

-Yes, sir.

-Yes, sir.

-And get me Nikki.

So, you must've been round at the McGonigles' house quite a lot.

KNOCK AT DOOR

WHISPERS INAUDIBLY

-Everything OK?

-Yeah.

Yeah, fine. Shall we continue?

Can I have a break now?

Let's keep going for a little while longer

and then we'll break.

Let's get back to you visiting the McGonigles' house.

When you were there, were you often on your own with Mr McGonigle?

I already told you he didn't do anything wrong.

I've asked Nikki to join us...

as a witness.

What is it you want, Brian?

Look, I just wanted you to hear my side.

-Then you'll understand what happened.

-I'm not interested.

-Well, maybe you could put a word in for me.

-Absolutely not.

I'm the victim here.

You don't know what Rachel is like.

I know she looks all innocent. She's not. She is...

She is extremely manipulative. She's dangerous.

He was kind. He listened to me. That's all.

-He was really nice.

-He listened for a reason.

I got a really bad feeling about her from the beginning.

Something about her just wasn't right.

And whatever you're thinking, he's not a bad person.

You know, I could tell you what I'm thinking,

if that would help.

I thought, "The poor kid." I mean, she's lost her mother.

I'm sure Liam is doing his best,

but it was obvious that she wasn't right.

I think perhaps you were feeling lonely

when you first met Mr McGonigle.

You'd just lost your mum. You needed someone to help you out.

Is that fair? Tell me if it isn't. I don't mind.

She latched on to me.

It made me really uncomfortable.

-Did he buy you presents?

-Not really, no.

More like he'd take me places and listen to me and talk to me,

and mostly he just made time for me.

That was the nicest part - he understood me.

I didn't want her hanging out with Mel,

but Jules said, "They'll fall out eventually.

"You know what teenage girls are like."

Did he ever offer you alcohol?

-You're nodding. You mean yes?

-Yes.

I mean, you had no idea what she was going to do next.

She just seemed completely lost.

Did Mr McGonigle ever touch you?

He hugged me when I was feeling sad.

Yeah, I should've turned her away.

Were there any times it went further than that?

But I felt sorry for her.

That'll teach me to be nice.

I'm sorry to have to ask you this, Rachel.

Did you have sex with him?

You do know that anything you say here will be in confidence.

Yeah, I know. I...

Can I have a break now?

Rachel...

..did Mr McGonigle have sex with you?

No. He never did anything like that.

They need the truth, Rachel.

-No, no, no. Listen. Listen.

-I thought I was allowed a break.

Just wondering if you wanted some refreshment, Liam.

Oh, thank you.

-No, thanks.

-OK.

Can you talk, though, for a minute...on our own?

-Do you smoke?

-God, no.

I was never cool enough to pull that off.

You know the way you said you found me?

I was there, yeah.

I wanted to ask...

..did I puke on you?

Well, it wouldn't have mattered if you did.

That means I did. Jesus.

Well, if you're feeling embarrassed, you don't need to be.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Everything.

Ah, don't be.

Is it true?

Was he leaving me?

Was he leaving me to die?

I don't mind. You can tell me.

SHE SOBS It's all right. It's all right.

You're OK. It's all right.

He said he loved me.

He said I was his special girl.

Shh. Now that doesn't matter.

You don't need him, OK?

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER

Oh, man! You won't get in with that jacket.

What are you two hatching in here?

Ah, just trying to get Michael out on the tear.

Absolutely. Well-deserved. You should go, Michael. Do you good.

Yeah. Maybe I will, yeah.

-Would you give me a minute with your brother, please?

-Yeah, sure.

-What have I done now?

-Nothing.

The DPP has made a decision

about David's withholding information charge.

They're not proceeding with it.

Oh, Michael. I know you must think you're carrying the burden alone...

No, it's... It's OK, Mum.

But you're not alone. I'm here, we're all here.

It's OK. I'm...happy for him, really.

There's no point in the two of us being punished.

I won't forget this, darling.

Ever.

-Does he know yet?

-Not yet.

Oh, yes!

Yes! Get in!

You're not going to believe what's just happened.

Look, I never laid a finger on her. Not once.

Not even that time in the car when she lunged at me. I could...

Yeah, I could've kissed her. I didn't. I pushed her away.

Despite all the trouble she's caused,

I never - I never - tried to hurt her.

But you left her to die.

Are you OK? Come on in, Rachel. Thanks, Sharon.

Can she stay?

Of course, if you'd like that.

No, no. That's...that's wrong.

I didn't. W-W-Where did you hear that?

We have the recording of the 999 call you made.

Come on. You're a... You were a policeman.

Before we took a break,

we were talking about whether your relationship with Mr McGonigle

ever became sexual.

Are you comfortable that we continue to talk about that?

Yes, I did. I made the phone call but then Sharon showed up.

-She started attacking me.

-OK. Stop, stop, stop.

No, no, no, no. I never tried to hurt her.

On my kids' lives, I never tried.

Nikki, would you excuse us, please?

I'd like to have a private moment with Brian.

So, you're saying your relationship with Brian

had never been sexual in nature, is that right?

Just tell the truth, darling.

Oh, come on.

Can you say it out loud for me?

What I said before wasn't true.

Look, how many years have we worked together?

The relationship between me and Mr McGonigle was...it was sexual.

Doesn't that count for anything?

No.

Put him in the cells.

Leave him there until the car from Dunedin comes to pick him up.

David, I was thinking now that you're not being charged,

might be a good time to go and visit Simon.

In Australia?

Unless he's moved, yes. Australia.

I thought you didn't want me going.

Not with Katie Kiely, I didn't,

but now might be a good time to get away from here

and the Kielys and everything.

Mum, I'm not seeing Katie any more.

Still, it would be nice to put

a couple of continents between you both.

And it might be a good time to give your brother a little space.

-He seemed cool with me getting off.

-All the same.

Yeah. OK.

Let's do it.

Good boy.

We just had a call from Dunedin.

Brian McGonigle has been charged with the defilement of the minor.

I know this has been tough on everyone.

Something like this can really tear a station apart.

And it's a shock for all of us.

Someone we trusted has betrayed us.

But I promise you

that coming through this will make us stronger as a group.

A big thank you from me for all your hard work.

CHEERING

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Remember that this is a police station,

which means take your empties home

and remember there's cameras everywhere, so behave yourselves.

What's up, Westlife?

Nothing. Something in my eye.

I thought you were all hard.

Only where it counts.

-Sure you don't mind locking up?

-Course not.

-I'll see you tomorrow.

-Yeah.

You must be pleased with the way it all ended.

I'm just pleased it's over.

Is it true you punched McGonigle?

-No.

-Well, that's what they're all saying.

Well, that's how rumours start.

Oh, my God. You're lying. You did punch him.

No, I didn't.

You just did your tell, the thing you do when you're lying.

What tell? I don't have a tell.

Hardly going to say what it is and give away my superpower.

-I don't have a tell.

-OK.

-Go on, put it on.

-CHEERING

-Oh, God.

-Just stick it up that one.

That's what he says to all the girls.

Nearly. Nearly. Go on. You can do it. You can do it.

-Careful!

-Yay!

-Cheers!

-Cheers!

-Well done, everyone.

-Well done.

Do you want another one?

Uh, no, actually. I'm going to have to head home.

I hate to be a party pooper,

but I just remembered I've got my brother's kids to babysit.

-That's a shame.

-Yeah. Tell me about it.

So, I will be making tracks, and I'll see you all tomorrow. Yeah.

-See you tomorrow.

-See you.

-See you, Nikki.

-Night.

-Night.

Actually, I better start making tracks myself.

You what?

Since when did you leave before last orders on a work night?

First time for everything, Paudgie.

Seriously, you're leaving this early? That's a bit weird.

I'm knackered.

And even a tower of strength like myself

needs an early night every now and then.

-All right, I believe you. Thousands wouldn't.

-Bye!

Boys, to Oz.

-OTHERS:

-To Oz.

-To Oz.

Right, when I get settled down, youse are all crashing with me.

Except you, you pervert.

David...

All right, I'll be back in a sec.

Garda Holden, fancy seeing you here.

Just heading home. Fancied an early night.

Did you now?

-Can't wait to get to bed.

-I bet you can't.

Are you celebrating something?

No.

-Listen, I need to talk to you.

-Talk then.

Can we not go somewhere a bit more private?

Look, if you have something to say...just say it.

I'm listening.

OK, then.

I'm pregnant.