Episode 38 Red Rock

-He's accepted he's guilty.

-Of manslaughter, not murder.

You should think about writing out a victim impact statement.

You make sure the judge hears you.

You as good as threw that petrol bomb yourself.

-Where's Davey?! What have you done to him?!

-No comment.

I've been using Davey Webb for a while now...

-to gather information on Laser and Beady.

-Through CHIS?

-No.

To justice.

To justice.

RUNNING WATER

Long time no see.

What do you want?

I got a job needs doing.

No, no, no, I'm done with all that, we agreed.

The thing is, something's come up.

I don't care. Get someone else to do your dirty work for you.

You gotta do this.

I can't take a dump without one of your lot taking a picture.

All the more reason to keep your head down.

Lad called Jamie Donnelly, ploughed into one of your mates.

The hit and run?

What about him?

I need his girlfriend's name and address, today, or else.

How am I supposed to that? Hey!

You think a few lines on a page is going to make a difference?

-The solicitor said the judge might take it into account.

-You believed her?

-Look, we have to try something!

She's right, Da. You can write all you like.

No Hennessy is going to jail for life, I promise you that.

Look, will you stop it?!

I'm doing this for Darren.

He'd have wanted us to stand up and say our piece.

He'd have wanted more than that.

Why aren't you dressed?

He's writing his victim impact thing.

No...I'm not.

-Boss, I need to get to court.

-Yeah.

OK, I just want to update you both on what's happening with the

Davey Webb case.

I've spoken to the Chief. I've explained everything in detail.

I told him how I was the only one to approach Davey for intel,

so there's nothing for you to be concerned about.

Concerned about what?

About any of this coming back on you.

On us?

Two pages and not a mention of the Hennessys.

No, it's not about the Hennessys, it's about us.

How has Darren's death affected us as a family?

-Can't put that on paper.

-Well, we have to try.

Right, Da?

I miss him, like... like just watching telly.

-You can't put that.

-Why not? It's true.

That's what we did.

We'd watch the match and slag off the players.

Get chips.

Why don't you just put down what he could have done with his life?

-He was really good at art.

-Art?

-When?

-When he was a kid. He was always colouring and painting.

Yeah, not since he was seven.

Look, just don't make him out to be a tick.

Sharp as a tack, our Darren was.

Yeah.

Here, why don't you go get ready?

I'll finish it.

I'll keep it simple. Go on.

We can't be late.

You'll be sitting alone in the dock, but I'll be there in front of

you at the table, with Noel and the counsel for the prosecution.

Where is Noel?

We're meeting him at the courthouse.

You'll like him, he's a very good barrister.

Then Judge Mangan will confirm the plea of manslaughter and check

that the counsel for prosecution

are happy to proceed with the sentencing hearing.

What does that entail, exactly?

She'll read the Kielys' statement and Michael's character references,

-weigh them up.

-What then?

Then you'll be sentenced.

Will the Kielys...will they be allowed to speak?

I doubt it. Mangan's not really into melodrama.

She'll cut right to the chase.

We're due a bit of luck. Eh, love?

Honestly, Michael, it's going to be fine.

Yeah.

-Right.

-I'll be right with you.

What exactly are we looking at?

At best, the minimum will be a suspended sentence with a fine.

And the maximum?

Life imprisonment.

Noel will not let us down.

You go on ahead with Michael.

I'm just going to make a quick call.

-OK, love.

-Won't be a minute.

-Yeah.

SHE VOMITS

All I wanted was to get dealers like Laser Byrne and Beady Burke off

-the street, to clean up the place.

-With all due respect, sir,

we could all get into a lot of trouble for this.

I've taken full responsibility, this is all down to me.

-We understand.

-I'm not sure that I do.

What's done is done. There'll be a formal investigation into my actions.

-Neither you nor your team will be implicated in any way.

-What did you always drum into us?

-We have to stick to the rules with informants, they're there for a reason.

-So, I made a mistake.

We need to move forward.

-Put this behind us, now, OK?

-Of course.

I have to go to court.

Would you stop fidgeting?

I can't, this bleeding thing is choking me.

Well, it's for Darren, so suck it up.

-How much longer?

-Another while yet, I'm afraid.

I've just been informed that we're last on Judge Mangan's list.

Try to keep your expression as neutral as possible, OK?

Don't fidget.

-When can we go in?

-Not until we're called.

Remember, whatever happens when you get back,

you're taking over the business.

You can run it how you like, you can get back on your feet.

Yeah.

-You have something to look forward to.

-Thanks.

-Can I get you something?

-Like what?

-I don't know.

A drink or something.

SEAN BARKS LIKE A DOG

-HE LAUGHS

-Well, give me a heart attack while you're at it, why don't you?

-You doing something you're not supposed to be doing?

-What? No, why would you say that?

You jumped about a foot in the air.

Not the naked ladies again, Paudgie, is it?

Actually, I'm trying to get some work done here, if you don't mind.

Now I know you're up to something.

Paudge.

I want you to try another house-to-house in Davey's neighbourhood.

Liaise with Angela. We need to canvass the area.

We already did one and got nothing.

Exactly. That's why I think it might be useful.

Put pressure on them, tell them about Chloe Webb's burns.

-Do I need to tell you that that's an order?

-No, Boss.

Right answer.

Come and find me when you're done.

What is it? What's happened?

Judge Mangan's been delayed with another hearing.

They've decided to move us to another judge's list.

What?! You said Judge Mangan was the best one for Michael.

And I meant it, she was, but this is out of our hands.

-So, who have we got?

-Judge Glennie. He's more old school.

Known for passing down severe sentences.

This isn't happening, tell me this is not happening.

Tell them we have to postpone it.

-I can't.

-I don't care how you do it, Claire, just make it happen!

Make what happen?

I just think it would be in everyone's best interest to

wait for Judge Mangan to hear the case as originally planned.

And why would that be, now?

Cos you paid her off?

Don't be so ridiculous.

Isn't that what you always do?

Try to buy your way out of trouble?

Mum, leave it, please.

-You're embarrassing yourself.

-Oh, I'm not embarrassed.

You're the one with the son going to jail today.

All the money in the world won't change that.

I'll pick something up after work.

No pressure, it's just if, uh...people want to.

I do want to, it's a nice touch.

Poor wee thing.

Should be underway soon, Michael's sentencing?

I can't believe it's almost over, after all this time...

For some of us, anyway.

Being the Kielys' FLO wasn't a walk in the park.

It keeps me on my toes.

Me being related to Michael can't have made it any easier.

It's fine.

Thanks.

Oh, I've been meaning to say...

as your friend, you shouldn't give yourself too hard a time over this.

You know, what you did, your intentions were good.

And everybody makes a mistake like this on the job.

It's all trial and error.

This will all work itself out, one way or another.

And what about Chloe Webb? Will it all work out for her?

And, actually, why haven't we had the results on that petrol bomb yet?

-They should've been processed days ago.

-I'll call them right away.

-If you wouldn't mind.

-Not at all.

Any luck on that house-to-house?

I'm afraid not.

No-one said anything?

Like trying to get blood out of a stone. They're all too scared to be seen screaming to the guards.

-Did you tell them about Chloe Webb's injuries?

-It only scared them off twice as fast.

-Cowards.

You can't really blame them, Boss.

I mean, who would want to bring that trouble down on themselves?

Hey.

How'd he take it?

Oh, like I'd told him there was no such thing as Santa Claus.

-You reckon he'll get off?

-Who?

Michael Hennessy, you plank.

What are the odds he'll be in the slammer by next week?

-Sean, can you go down to Morrison's yard?

-For what?

-Manager called.

A Christmas tree-related incident.

Oh, come on. You serious?

Two women, apparently.

Why me?

Why?

I don't care. Say he's sick, say he's about to faint and we have to take him to A&E.

It's not that simple.

-There must be a way, Claire.

-It doesn't work like that.

The same thing could happen any other day.

This doesn't feel right. I want you to speak for me.

-The barrister addresses the judge.

-He doesn't know anything about me.

Please.

Is that possible?

-It's very unorthodox.

-But possible?

All rise.

Right, let's proceed, shall we?

If I may, Judge, the accused would prefer to have his solicitor,

Claire Hennessy, address the court.

Unusual, but I have no objection.

Now, Michael Hennessy pleaded guilty to the manslaughter of

Darren Kiely, is that correct?

Yes, Judge.

And is the prosecution happy to proceed with the sentencing

-hearing?

-Yes, we are, Judge.

I read here from the victim impact statement prepared by the

Kiely family...

"We miss Darren the most when we are doing the simple things,

"like sitting down to eat or watching the television,

"things that you take for granted with your family because you

"think you'll get to do them all over again tomorrow.

"But we'll never get another tomorrow with Darren,

"and the pain of that is impossible to describe.

"And knowing that he died in such a violent way is

"so painful for us to accept.

"He was our son, our brother, and we're haunted by the thought

"that he spent his final moments in such pain.

"We can no longer enjoy the simple everyday things because

"each one serves as a reminder of the life that has been taken away,

"not just from Darren, but from us, too."

I'd like to thank the Kielys for your heartfelt statement...

..and offer my condolences on the loss of your son.

RING TONE BEADY: What's taking you so long?

I'm trying, but there's nothing coming up.

I've people on my back after Donnelly, all right?

The boyfriend? So, go after him, why don't you?

You think I haven't tried?!

What are you going to do with her, the girl?

Just a bit of gentle pressure is all.

You understand that, don't you?

No.

Look...I don't want to hurt your Ma,

-but you're not leaving me much choice here, all right?

-What?!

-What does that mean?!

-BEADY HANGS UP

I have letters here from Michael Hennessy's former principal,

soccer coach, local priest, co-workers at Harbour Haulage,

all attesting to his good nature and temperament, his sincerity,

dedication to family and work.

Michael has also been volunteering twice a week at the local

community centre, helping out with the youth club.

Yes, I can see that.

Where did it all go so wrong, Mr Hennessy?

If I may, Judge Glennie,

this incident is completely out of character for my client.

Yes, but nevertheless it did occur, did it not?

Yes, but my client has never received so much as

a speeding ticket.

So, what are you saying here, Ms Hennessy?

I'm saying that this entire incident would most likely never have

even occurred had my client not been provoked.

Let me stop you right there.

Your inference, that the victim is some way at fault in this matter,

I find to be in very poor taste.

I managed to track down that technical report.

And?

Nothing helpful.

-Substance used?

-Petrol and motor oil, widely available.

And impossible to trace.

-That's it?

-Afraid so.

There must be something we're not seeing.

I've gone through it several times.

Then you tell me, what are we missing?

-I'd like to speak to whoever wrote this.

-It's all there in the report.

Just get him on the phone for me, would you?

That completes the information submitted for the hearing.

All that remains now is for me to hand down the sentence.

In the light of the severity of the incident and the lack of

previous convictions of the accused,

I'd like to take a short break while I consider all I've heard here.

What?!

Why don't you just get on with it?!

Please, sit down, Mr Kiely.

We've done nothing but wait all day!

-We're going out of our minds here!

-Mr Kiely!

I appreciate your emotions are running high,

but I will not allow outbursts in my courtroom.

Da, you have to sit down.

RING TONE

-FEMALE VOICE: Hello?

-Uh, hello. Is this Marie Traynor?

It is. Is this the ESB? I've been waiting all day for someone to call.

Are you sending someone out to fix it or not?

All rise for Judge Glennie.

I'm saddened by this case and that it

has derailed not one young man's life but two.

Once again, I'd like to express my condolences to the Kiely

family on the tragic loss of their son, Darren.

No parent should have to bury their child.

So, to you, Michael Hennessy, I don't believe that you are

a bad person, but you have taken a life in what appears to have

been a very uncharacteristic act.

I must therefore sentence you to five years in prison

and I order you to pay the Kiely family 8,000 euro in compensation.

But I also have to take into consideration Michael's lack of

previous convictions, his standing and contribution to his community

and, in light of this,

I am suspending four years of his sentence for a period of six years.

What? What's that mean?

It means he'll only do a year.

Judge Glennie, if I may.

What is it, Ms Hennessy?

Da, you have to do something.

Just give it a second, will you?

Could we request that my client begin his sentence after the Christmas holidays?

I believe it would be of great emotional comfort to them to

have him with them at this time.

Are you joking?!

Christmas?!

He's only got one year for murdering my boy!

Mr Kiely, we've been through all this before. Silence, if you please.

Petition granted.

Michael Hennessy to present himself for commencement of sentence

on the 30th of December, 2015.

-It's over.

-It's all right.

-Well done, you.

What did he mean, suspended four years for a period of six?

It means I get out early,

but I can't mess up.

Is this really the best we can do?

If Claire says it's a good result then I believe her.

-Can't we appeal, no?

-We could end up with the entire sentence reinstated.

Leave it.

It's fair.

-Ah, come on. There must be something we can do.

-No!

I think what we all need now is a drink.

I'm shattered.

We'll go to the Pier for one...as a family.

PHONE RINGS

Hello? Just a second.

-You guys go ahead.

-Claire!

I'll be there in a minute.

Boys.

-Hey, love.

-I just heard. Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Come on, it's me you're talking to.

Any word on Davey?

Nothing yet.

You don't have to beat yourself up about this.

I'm not.

It's a good result.

I know it could've been worse, but...

he's still going to prison.

No-one could've done more than you.

They're waiting for me. I'll...be back in an hour or so.

-I'll see you then?

-OK.

I love you.

You, too.

Bye.

-Suspended?

-Mm-hmm.

-They said the Kielys were raging.

Can you blame them?

After us telling them that justice would be served in the courtroom?

-At least they got a conviction, that's something.

-One year.

The Kielys won't take this lying down.

-What should we do?

-What should we do about what?

Figuring out whether we should have Kris Kringle or not this year.

Right. So, I take it you've all heard the news.

Well, we'd be foolish not to expect some sort of response from the

Kielys, so stay alert, be prepared.

A poxy year! I mean, my mate Jimmy got that for robbing a car.

That garda had the cheek to stand there and tell us we'd

see justice served in court.

And they're letting him stay home for Christmas.

I told you, son,

there's one rule for people like them and another for us.

Look, the main thing is he's going to jail.

Yeah, for like half a minute.

He'll only be in the door and he'll be out again.

And we've to watch him,

walking about the place as if nothing ever happened.

What's with the face?

It's the only one I've got, deal with it.

You ever wonder what happened to that fella who knocked you down?

I try not to.

-What was his name again?

-Donnelly.

Waiting to hear back from the DPP. You heard, Addie?

It's been ages, hasn't it? What's taking them so long?

What do you care?

Just showing a bit of concern for my fellow officer.

It's been months. What message does that send?

Knock down a guard and walk away scot-free?

-We should call them for an update.

-Nah.

I would.

I mean, he nearly killed you.

Yeah, he's right, Addie. I mean, come on, what's the hold-up?

-Claire, you're not going already.

-Sorry, Mum. I'm knackered.

I feel completely wiped out.

Well, let me get you a nice bottle of wine to take home to James.

-No, there's no need.

-Wait.

I'll just go check on the bar.

You don't mind that I'm going, do you?

Of course not.

Thanks. You were great today.

Told you everything would work out.

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh!

It's OK.

-What did they say?

-Nada.

Boss, I've just been on to the DPP about Adrijan's hit and run case.

The guy I was speaking with won't say anything.

What are you calling them for?

To see what's taking so long.

Haven't you got work to do?

-Yeah...

-When there's something to report, they'll be in touch.

I'm sure they're on the case.

Boss, do you mind asking them what's taking so long?

Sure. I'll see what I can do.

-There has to be something we can do.

-We can appeal.

-What would be the point in that?

-I'm not going back to that courtroom to be laughed out again.

I bet you I can find out where the judge lives.

What for?

I don't know, I could do something to him.

What, and end up in Mountjoy? What good would that do?

Would you think straight, Keith?

Leave him alone, you.

At least he cares.

Why do you always have to start things up,

work Da and Keith into such a state?

Sorry for feeling something.

We can't all be heartless like you.

-Heartless?

-Yeah. How do you explain your reaction to all this?

You are poisonous, do you know that?

I can't sit here and listen to this.

Who's asking you to?

DOOR SLAMS

Don't worry, Ma. We'll fix this. Won't we, Da?

Right, son.

You heading home?

Uh, yeah. I thought I'd drop these into the hospital on my way.

Can I offer you a word of advice?

About what exactly?

I wouldn't be going anywhere near Grainne Webb.

It's a bag of toys, Nikki.

No, it's a bag of toys from you, and you're a guard,

and she hates the guards, and she has every reason to.

Sorry, am I crossing a line here?

It's just you've always encouraged me to tell you what I think.

What Grainne Webb wants is for us to find the person who did this

to her daughter and put them behind bars.

I'd like an up to date report

on this investigation on my desk first thing in the morning.

-Yeah, of course.

-You have a good evening.

-He doesn't want us asking questions.

-Why not? What's it to him?

I don't know, but there's definitely something going on.

So, this guy is involved in a hit and run with

a guard and nobody wants to talk about it?

Yeah, it doesn't make any sense.

Unless the DPP need him for something.

Another case. You think he's a protected witness?

Why else would they be protecting them?

OK, say you're right. What happens to my case?

It'll probably get buried in paperwork and end up an afterthought of whatever case he's mixed up in.

-Must be major.

-And what happened to me wasn't?

-I mean major to the DPP.

-Yeah, so do I!

There must be some way we can find out.

I don't know.

McKay was pretty adamant.

And what about the station where Donnelly was originally charged?

-Isn't it in Offaly somewhere?

-Tullamore.

And don't you know someone you can talk to down there?

Did you see them up there, in the pub?

Probably drinking champagne.

Ma, you just tell me what to do, whatever it is, and I'll do it.

And then, on Christmas morning, when I'm here with one dead boy,

she'll be up there wrapping presents for both her sons.

And all because she could get a judge to do her bidding.

Where are you going?

I'm going to find Michael Hennessy.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to do what I should've done a long time ago -

make this right!

CLAIRE TURNS DOWN VOLUME ON TV

Hey, James.

I'm not really feeling up to dinner.

Would you mind picking something up for yourself?

OK, bye.

SHE VOMITS

You've some neck showing your face in here.

Mrs Webb, we've had a bit of a collection down at the station -

just some toys and things.

Do you think I want your charity?

It's not charity, it's a gesture of goodwill.

Screw your goodwill.

You think toys are going to make up for her life being destroyed?

-You know, we're doing everything we can.

-Lies.

That's all you lot are good for.

-He's a protected witness, straight up.

-Says who?

-My mate Tony.

-No way.

Donnelly's in protection because he's only the star witness in

a case against McDaid.

Who the hell is McDaid?

He's a very, very major drug smuggler.

And that's the reason they're not saying anything about your hit and

run - because every one of McDaid's henchmen must be on the hunt

-and, if they find him...

-He's a dead man.

-Exactly.

And that's it, then? End of story?

If it's any consolation,

I've heard stories about what McDaid has done to some of his mates.

I can't imagine what he'd do to someone who was willing to testify against him.

Donnelly could be in for a slow and painful death -

him and anyone belonging to him.

I don't want that. I want him to pay for what he did to me -

that's it. No more, no less.

-Wait till McKay finds out.

-Oh, he'll be raging all right.

PHONE RINGS Ryan. I guess the condolences are going to start flooding in.

I'll take this outside, all right?

He'll be all right, Mum.

Phone the guards and tell Michael to stay outside.

No-one can believe Hennessy got off so lightly.

They had evidence.

A case like that, he should've been looking at five years minimum.

You sound like my mother.

Sorry.

It's not what you need right now, huh?

It's fine.

Is it?

PHONE RINGS

Don't answer it.

-It's only going to be trouble.

-It'll just be my mum.

What do you want?

If this is about compensation...

I don't want your money. I want my son back.

I don't think this is the time or the place.

What's it time for then, huh?

Celebrations? Is that what you were doing before we got here?

-Yeah, don't mind if I do.

-Don't you dare!

Did you hear a little squeak there, Ma?

Look, we went through the courts!

Yeah.

Well, you're in the Kiely court now.

Listen to me, Vincent. This was decided fairly.

Do you think it's fair to get a year for killing someone?

How is that fair?!

I think you should all leave right now.

Not before we see your poxy son.

Even if I have to tear this place apart, I will!

He's not here.

-Hey!

-Whoa!

-Don't you touch him!

Stay away from him!

-All right, Mr Kiely, put the glass down.

-Da!

-Is this him, your guard?

-I said, "Put the glass down."

Did you call the guards?

Ah, they're their little lapdogs. They'll do anything for them.

-David called me, thought I might be able to talk some sense into you.

-Get them out of here now!

-Get your hands off her!

-Keith, don't!

Look, I know today's been difficult, Mr Kiely,

but this is not the way to resolve anything, believe me.

Believe you? Why should I do that?!

Rory!

-Mr Kiely, I'm arresting you...

-For what?

-Don't!

-..for damaging private property and disturbing the peace.

-You don't have to do that!

-Get your hands off me!

-This way, Mr Kiely.

-Don't, please, Rory!

-It's for his own good.

Thank you, guard.

I'm not the one who's done anything wrong. He's the one for locking up!

-Don't!

-This is not the end!

-So, no-one was hurt?

-No, just tempers flying.

All things considered, it could've been much worse.

Yeah.

Um...

I was a bit short with you earlier.

It's a hard thing,

knowing you're responsible for a child getting hurt.

Your intentions were never anything but good.

No-one doubts that.

Come on, Mr Kiely.

I'm going to put Mr Kiely in the holding cell to cool off.

Get your hands off me.

-Please try to calm down, Mr Kiely.

-Oh, yeah, you standing there,

-pretending you're all neutral in all this, huh?

-This isn't the way to handle this.

You always protected the Hennessys. Who's looking out for us, huh?

-No-one! You make me sick!

-HE SPITS

Take him in.

Take me in cos looking at that two-faced liar's turning my stomach!

Get your hands off me!

-I can walk myself!

-VINCENT CONTINUES SHOUTING

Goodnight.

DOOR BUZZES OPEN

Will he be charged?

Uh, that depends what Patricia Hennessy wants to do,

but I doubt it.

It's not fair. He's beside himself with grief.

Best case scenario,

he'll be released after a couple of hours, when he's calmed down.

You should go home and get some rest.

I'll make sure you're contacted if anything happens.

No, I'm staying right here.

It's not the most comfortable spot for a kip.

I don't care, I'm not leaving him. DOOR BUZZES OPEN

Can I get you a coffee from the staffroom?

You don't have to drink it - you can chuck it over me, if you like.

I had no choice.

I had to do something.

He was going to get himself in trouble.

You probably did him a favour.

Not sure he sees it that way.

This is mental.

Look...

It was never going to work, you and me,

not really.

I'll be right back.

DOOR BUZZES OPEN

STEREO PLAYS SILENT NIGHT

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Hey.

I've had patrols out all day.

Still no sign of Davey.

No news is good news.

How's Michael doing?

I've had Vincent Kiely screaming police brutality since their run-in.

In the pub, Claire. You heard?

There was an incident.

Claire.

I'm pregnant.

What?

I'm pregnant.

I did five tests to make sure.

SHE LAUGHS

Oh, my God! HE LAUGHS

Ah, not too tight.

I thought we couldn't. I mean...

Miracles happen.

Oh, God.

I can't believe this is really happening.

I'm going to be a dad.

THEY LAUGH

Oh, God.

You're late.

There's no mention of a girlfriend in our records.

Don't lie to me.

You think I'm being a nice guy, is that it?

There's a good chance she's in protective custody, too.

If she is, there's no way I can access those files.

Is this girl's life really more important to you

than your own mother's? Are you really that stupid?!

Stop messing around and get me what I need!

-I was worried sick. Did they hurt you?

-No.

I'm going down there first thing in the morning to make a formal complaint.

He's grand, just leave it.

-I'm going to bed. Night.

-Goodnight, love.

That's it, then.

How do you mean?

That's it done.

We lost.

No justice for our boy.

You listen to me now.

I swear on our Darren's grave that justice will be served.

What exactly have you got in mind?

An eye for an eye.

A son for a son.