Episode 7 Red Rock

Who else knew about David and Katie Kiely?

-Who else, Michael?!

-Nobody.

Jesus, Katie!

-What's that?

-Messing around, that's all.

-Shut the door.

-I want to see a solicitor.

This won't end well for you.

Brian...

After killing her brother, you met Katie

and brought her back to my house for the night?

Her name is Rachel. She's a friend of my daughter.

She went for it, kissed me. But I stopped it.

Either you finish it now, or I'll let her know

the role you played in her brother's death.

SCREECHING

Oi! Over here!

-Get off! Get off the bike!

-Get off me!

MOBILE RINGS

I thought you said you'd ended it.

I will, I just haven't had the chance.

What chance do you need? Pick up the phone, tell her it's over.

Michael, go inside. I'll be there in a minute.

Go on.

Do you have any idea how much you owe your brother?

Because of Michael, you've been spared a manslaughter charge.

-I know, and I appreciate it.

-Yeah, well, act like you appreciate it.

Starting by telling your little girlfriend

-you won't be seeing her again.

-OK.

Fine, I'll ring The Neptune, see if she's working.

Mum...

-I'm sure it'd be better coming from you.

-I said I'd do it.

Don't make me ask you again.

I can't help meself with the Tourette's. See?

Empty your pockets, now!

All of them.

Come on.

-Trainers.

-This is harassment.

-Trainers.

Next one.

-Trousers.

-No way, man.

-Trousers!

Someone call the cops!

This perv's trying to get the cacks off me!

Listen, we can do this here or down the station with the rubber gloves.

-All right, I'm sorry.

-Now!

-I said I'm sorry.

-Now!

-What's that?

-The pride of the Ridge, just ask your daughter.

-Do think that's funny?

-Yeah, kind of.

-Hello, Daniela.

-MUFFLED SPEECH

-What have you been up to this morning?

-Nothing, just shopping.

We caught her in the supermarket with half a cow stuffed inside her jacket.

If we take down your jumper, you're not going to spit on us, are you?

-No, Sergeant.

-You certain about that?

-Absolutely.

Ah!

Cell two.

-Sharon, can I have a word?

-Of course, boss.

I was supposed to have a group of transition-year students in today.

I'm supposed to show them around but something's come up.

I'd love to do it, sir.

-Well, I mean, if that's what you were going to ask.

-It was.

OK, just give them a tour of the station, a bit of a talk.

Tell them why you signed up, that sort of thing, OK?

-Absolutely, boss.

-Great. Thanks.

So what do you reckon?

-20 wraps?

-Don't know, some lad just asked me to hold them for him.

Oh, yeah?

No idea what it is.

Well, let's say, what...

Let's say 25.

Worse-case scenario we're talking, what,

-six-month suspended?

-Really?

Yeah, really. Go on, pull up your pants. Hit the road.

-Hey, wait! What about the gear?

-Oh, this?

Hardly worth the paperwork.

-No!

-Now you go explain to whoever you're moving that for

what happened to his merchandise.

What's wrong, funny fella? You're not laughing now.

Arrest me. I want to be arrested! Arrest me!

MOBILE RINGS

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Yeah, I'm coming.

Hi, lads.

What are yous having?

So, Paudge...

-why did you decide to become a Guard?

-The army wasn't recruiting.

-Why would you pick the army over this?

-Because of all the guns.

Nah, mostly because they don't have to deal with the public.

-What about you?

-My degree in electrical engineering

is accepted here, so I needed a job.

Never said you'd a degree in electrical engineering.

-You never asked me.

-Anything else you haven't told me about?

I've two wives, six kids and a conviction for identity theft.

-The electrical-engineering bit's still the most surprising.

-Come on!

I'm supposed to be inspiring these kids.

Making them want to be Guards like us.

I'll tell you why I joined.

When I was growing up, there was this family on our street -

the Dillons. You know the type, so many kids you lose count.

Always causing trouble.

Mouthy, obnoxious parents. Your basic nightmare.

You might find this bit hard to believe,

but I was actually quite scrawny when I was young.

Dennis Dillon used to torment me.

Made my life a misery.

So one day my da decided to have it out with his da

to get Dennis to leave me alone.

His da just kicked off big-time.

Shouting and pushing my da.

Now all the neighbours were watching.

He punched my da right back into the bushes.

Everyone was looking.

I was so embarrassed I just decided that then and there

when I grew up I was going to do something

to stop bullies like the Dillons.

That's why I joined the cops.

Is that true?

No.

THEY LAUGH

-I just like beating up bad guys.

-Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha(!)

-Hiya.

-I've been ringing you.

-I know, sorry.

-Why didn't you ring me back?

-I was going to.

-When exactly?

-Is your life so busy you can't take five minutes to call?

-Of course not.

Jesus, David, you leave me in a hotel room,

saying you're coming back, and then I don't hear from you again.

What would you have done if I hadn't shown up here?

-Just never called me again?

-Of course I would have.

How do you think I felt in that hotel room waiting for you?

I'm sorry.

You just wouldn't answer your phone.

Mum was watching me the whole time.

There's nothing I could have done.

I felt terrible.

All I wanted was to be with you.

You know I'd never deliberately hurt you.

I swear.

-OK.

-Listen, Katie, we need to talk.

OK, talk.

No, not here.

If you've something to say, David, just say it.

I get off after lunch.

Can we meet up then?

OK, yeah. Come over to mine.

Are you joking?!

-It's fine, they've gone to France.

-To France?!

On the overnight ferry.

Stock up on ciggies and booze,

so I have a free house.

It was supposed to be a surprise.

I'll see you later, then.

Yeah.

HE EXHALES

Paudge, have a read of this and see if it's OK.

Sure, it's just a group of schoolkids. Don't sweat it.

I want to make a good impression.

-If you put as much effort into your actual work...

-I do.

-Mm-hm.

It's just a bit...

-dry.

-Yeah, like where?

"Less than one in five new recruits are women and in 2008

"the Garda Siochana set out in their strategic goals

"an aim of 5% of new..."

HE SNORES

-It's accurate and informative.

-It's a general anaesthetic is what it is.

Well, thanks for your constructive feedback.

Oh, you want constructive feedback? Don't be boring.

I'm serious, just tell them a load of gory stories about the job.

They love all that kind of stuff.

Sharon!

This better be an emergency.

Yeah, I want to make a complaint about one of your lot.

Did this to me and took all me gear.

The Garda Siochana is an equal-opportunities employer.

Does anyone know what that means?

It means that it doesn't matter your sex,

race or sexual orientation, everyone's treated with the same

respect and afforded the same opportunities to progress.

Our commissioner at the moment is a woman -

the first woman ever to head up the Garda Siochana.

Equal opportunities are an extremely important factor

-when considering a career.

-Is that why you joined?

Because of the equal opportunities?

-Yes.

-SNIGGERING

I mean, no, no...

Well, the main reason I joined was

because growing up there was this family that lived on my street.

Dillons. You know the type, so many kids you can't count.

Always causing trouble. Mouthy, obnoxious parents.

A basic nightmare. And they had a girl my age, Denise Dillon.

A real cow. Used to torment me, made my life a misery.

So one day my ma...

Let me get this clear.

You're admitting to having been in possession of heroin?

24 wraps, yeah.

Then McGonigle stops me, gives me a serious hiding and takes me gear.

-But you weren't arrested?

-Do I look arrested?

-And the heroin, what did Sergeant McGonigle do with that?

-Search me.

Or better, search him. He put it in his pocket and took it with him.

And you're certain that's what happened, Ollie?

Ah, right, I see what you're trying to do.

Closing ranks?

Covering up for him, is it?

Nick me all right, but when it comes to one of your own you're not interested.

Wait here.

OLLIE SCOFFS

DOORBELL RINGS

Hi.

Last time I was here, I got a kicking.

Let's hope we don't have to do that again.

Do you want to sit down?

If you've something to say, just say it.

DOORBELL RINGS

-Here, go into the kitchen.

-Yeah.

If you need to, go out the back door.

How are you? I'm looking for a Miss Bridget Kiely.

-She's not here.

-Can I leave my details with you?

-It's important that she rings me.

-Come in a sec, I'll grab a pen.

I believe she was here at a funeral recently.

Yeah, and then she left.

And are you expecting her back?

-What's she done now?

-She owes money from when she was in Spain.

A lot.

Perhaps you can let me know if you hear from her.

Yeah. Course.

CAMERA CLICKS

There was a 40-foot drop on the other side, broke both his legs.

Shortest chase I ever gave. Have you seen this one?

Got that from a burglar coming out of a house one night,

punched me in the face, burst my lip right open,

but then I whipped out my baton,

gave him a whack on the knee and he went down screaming.

-I don't remember that.

-See this scar here?

Got that one breaking up a fight outside a nightclub.

Hey, have you seen the boss?

No, he's still inside with Sergeant Tyrell.

Thanks.

-I told you all this already.

-If you want to make a formal complaint...

-I do.

-Then we need a full statement.

-I was out on me bike when McGonigle stopped me.

-Where, exactly?

On Ridge Avenue near the green.

Is there CCTV there?

No.

Go on.

I tried to leg it and he grabbed me and tore me hoodie.

And then he just went mental at me for no reason and done this.

-Did anyone else see Sergeant McGonigle beating you up?

-No.

He wouldn't have done it if there was witnesses to it. He's not stupid, like.

And what about the drugs, what did he do with them?

-He just took them.

-No-one saw him do that, either?

He tore open one of the wraps.

So there'll be smack on his hand, you can check for that.

PHONE RINGS IN BACKGROUND

-Do you have a minute?

-Yeah. Yeah, sure.

We've had a formal complaint against you.

Ah, this isn't Ollie Coyne, is it?

-He says you took 24 wraps of heroin off him.

-Twenty-f...

HE LAUGHS

No. No. I wish. For once, he wasn't carrying.

Look, do you want to swab me or... do you want to check my locker?

No, won't be necessary.

-Just thought I'd give you the heads-up.

-OK, great. Thanks.

International debt collection.

All this stuff about wanting to be with our family

and getting a second chance.

She's only here cos she's running away from some other mess.

It's always lies with her.

What are you going to do?

Going to make sure my dad knows what a cow she is.

So, what do you want to talk to me about?

Mum knows about us.

Said if I don't break up with you she's going to ruin everything

and tell your parents.

But I love you.

And I want to be with you.

I think we should go as quickly as we can.

As soon as we can raise the money, we just go.

-OK.

-Yeah?

-Yeah, let's do it.

Ollie.

-I don't know what you think you're playing at, but it won't work.

-Already has.

Your boss was very interested in what I had to say.

-You can't prove a thing.

-Don't have to.

We throw enough dirt, some of it's bound to stick.

Listen...you shafted me, now I'm shafting you.

POLICE SIREN IN BACKGROUND

SHE SNIFFS

Try it. See what happens.

A few scoops, Sarge? McKay's buying.

Yeah, no, no, I'll give it a miss. Raincheck.

Well, if you change your mind.

GENTLE MUSIC IN BACKGROUND

MOBILE VIBRATES

LAUGHTER

I don't remember you tackling a burglar.

-What, this?

-Mm.

Got that when I was ten, went over the handlebars of my bike.

That one, got that at a hen party, don't ask.

Want to see a proper scar?

Check out the boss's gunshot wound.

-You were shot?

-Just once.

Point-blank range.

Yeah, I can't believe you've been here six months

-and he hasn't mentioned the time he was shot.

-Very modest like that.

-Show her the scar.

-I'd better maintain some boundaries.

Two pints from now, you won't be able to keep his shirt on.

-LAUGHTER

-Speaking of pints, whose shout?

It's not my round already?

Ah, here...

Right, I'd better go, see you guys tomorrow.

-Good luck.

-Goodnight.

-See you.

-Great.

-Nothing for me.

-You sure?

-Do you want to know why I really joined the Guards?

-Why?

That's why.

ENGINE STARTS UP

NOISE IN BACKGROUND

TELEPHONE RINGS IN BACKGROUND

-Brian.

-Yeah?

-Can I have a word?

Sure.

So, Ollie Coyne's pressing ahead with his complaint.

Which means I have to pass it on to GSOC now.

So, be prepared for an investigation.

So, any toerag can stroll in here with some trumped-up complaint and I get put through the ringer?

Write down your recollection of events.

Do it now, while it's still fresh in your memory.

How about the gear that he claimed I took from him?

If he had it on him, I presume we can charge him with possession.

Without the drugs, it's unlikely the DPP would issue a charge.

And I suspect Ollie knew that when he came in.

Great.

You've a girl who works here?

You mean Katie Kiely?

No, not her.

Younger girl. Still at school.

You mean Rachel?

Yeah, I think that's her.

No, Rachel's my youngest daughter.

Is there a problem?

No. She was just in the station yesterday with her class

and I was just going to say if she wanted any more information

-about the Guards, I could drop it over.

-I'll let her know.

She's pally with Sergeant McGonigle's daughter, isn't she?

Yeah. Mel and her family have been really good to Rachel.

Her mother passed away last year.

I don't know what we'd have done without them.

They've been great.

Thanks.

David.

David.

If you beat that high score, then Keith will know you were here.

-Seriously?

-No, the highest score's mine.

But I thought that might get your attention.

-Now that your mother knows that we're together, she's going to be watching you.

-Yeah.

No, I mean it, David.

-OK.

-No slip-ups before we leave.

-All right.

You can start by changing my name on your phone to a lad's name,

-like...Brian, or Bob, or something.

-I get it.

Or Keith.

Now you're just wrecking the mood.

Probably just as well.

They're going to be home soon. You should probably go.

Well, if I'm going to go, I'm going to need my shirt back.

Two raw eggs for breakfast, two for lunch, you'll be right as rain.

-Swear by it.

-It's not a hangover.

Soakage, that's what you need. Full Irish - sausage, bacon, runny egg,

onions, two types of pudding, all washed down with loads of tea.

I told you, it's just a stomach bug.

Maybe it's morning sickness.

Excuse me?

You're still with your hunk.

It's a stomach bug.

Not a hangover or a pregnancy. A stomach bug.

That's a compliment.

Hey, who's the main dealer on the Ridge since Jamie Neill was put away?

Probably Beady Burke.

-Thanks.

-No probs, Sarge.

The complaint system's a joke,

Sarge under a cloud on the word of a scanger like bloody Coyne...

Forget the cloud of suspicion, it's all the extra paperwork's the killer.

Are you OK?

I'll tell you outside.

Katie!

You'll never guess how much money we saved on this lot.

Over 200 squids.

The ferry tickets cost more than that.

Yeah, but we got a little holiday, too. Didn't we, boys?

The boat was brilliant. You want to see it,

like a big floating pub, weren't it? Video games, slot machines, deadly.

-THEY LAUGH

-We got you this.

-Thanks.

And you had a visitor while you were gone.

Some bloke from a debt-collecting agency?

Here. Kept his number for you.

Said you owed thousands leaving Spain.

It's the only reason why she's back.

Cos she's nowhere else to go.

That's not true.

All this stuff about wanting to make amends with your family...

it's lies.

Saw him, Paudge. Saw him.

Place was in darkness, all shut up, and he comes sneaking out,

runs across the station - five minutes later, she comes out.

Why else would they be in there together?

Do you know what the worst part was?

Her father going on about how great McGonigle

and his family have been to Rachel since her mother died.

Felt like puking.

Just make sure you know what you're doing.

What's that supposed to mean?

If you're going to make an accusation like this against McGonigle...

It's not an accusation, it's the truth.

But you've got no proof.

He took the CCTV footage, it'll be your word against his.

And remember...

he's your sergeant.

He's popular, they love him down at the station.

And he's no pushover.

McGonigle won't take this lying down, you know that.

That money was given to me, I swear.

Then why is this debt-collection agency chasing you?

It's a misunderstanding, that's all.

Oh, in that case, let's call them.

They can come back and we can sort out this little misunderstanding.

TELEPHONE RINGS

Stop.

I had a neighbour, Syl,

he was an old man and he wasn't well,

so...I used to help him out.

Running messages, spending time with him, cleaning up.

I bet you cleaned up.

And from time to time, he would give me a little present. Money.

As a way of saying thank you for being there for him.

Not that his family were. They never so much as called.

But when he died, they said I stole, and...

that he wasn't of sound mind.

But he was.

Syl, he was sharp as a tack.

Then why didn't you tell them that, instead of legging it over here?

I tried. No-one would listen to me.

As the saying goes, no good deed goes unpunished.

Come on, give it a rest, K, will you?

Oh, please tell me you're not falling for this rubbish.

-Why would she lie?

-Er, where can I start?

Everybody deserves a second chance.

Yeah, if only this was her second chance.

What is wrong with you two?

When are you going to stop falling for this crap?

-She's our ma.

-I'm going to work.

Dad!

Angela, I hear you're feeling a bit...

-under the weather.

-I'm fine.

-If you're sick, you should really go home.

-I'm fine.

-You don't look fine.

-We're short-staffed as it is.

Not as short-staffed as we will be if the station gets hit by a vomiting bug.

For a moment there I thought you were concerned about me.

I am concerned about you. And the greater good.

No, really, if you're not feeling well, please go home.

-I'll get someone to cover you.

-OK.

Thanks.

Hello? Yeah, it's Brian McGonigle.

No, don't hang up, please, don't hang up. Just listen to me.

I've got something you might be interested in.

-Listen, Conor...

-Don't.

It wasn't what you think you saw.

Don't lie, OK? Don't make it worse by lying.

I know how it looked.

Yeah, like you were kissing another woman and it wasn't Mum.

-What did she look like, this woman?

-What does that matter?

-Humour me.

Blonde, big hair, older than you.

-That's Mags.

-Who's Mags?

An old friend of ours.

How old? How come I've never met her?

You have met her before, years ago, before she moved away.

She's back home for a while and wanted to meet up.

I was working and your father went.

And you're sure it can't be someone else?

Your dad's not a cheat.

So, I got the wrong end of the stick?

Yeah.

And I think if he was going to have an affair,

he'd do a lot better than Mags.

CONOR HUFFS

I was this close to decking you.

Sarge. We're just sneaking off for lunch.

Yeah? What are you telling me for? Do I look like your mammy?

No. But you can be snappy, too.

Are you trying to be funny?

No, Sarge.

Katie, you have a visitor.

-What?

-Hear me out for a minute.

I know I've made mistakes. Big ones.

And I regret it every single day.

But can we not just put that behind us?

-Start again, like a proper mother and daughter?

-Stop.

I thought I could stand here for a minute

and listen to you without feeling sick, but I can't.

Sorry.

Your father and brother want me to stay.

They'll see through you eventually.

Can we not just get on for their sake? Be civil?

How much clearer do I have to be before you get it?

No.

We can't get along or put it behind us or whatever.

Dad and Keith may fall for your act, but I don't.

I will never accept you. Never.

I promise you one thing.

I'll be in that house long after you're gone.

I'm sorry.

I said, I'm sorry.

Angela, say something, please.

What would you like me to say, Tommy?

I don't know, but we're going to have to talk about this.

Oh, we are, are we?

Well, if you're going to be like that, I'll just go, then, will I?

That's right, you go.

Go to her, whoever she is.

She does have a name, does she?

-Or is that something else you want to keep secret?

-Her name's Ciara.

I was going to tell you.

Well, you left it a bit late, didn't you?

I'm sorry. I should have been more careful.

Conor saw you, our son saw you with her.

You saw how hard it was to convince him he'd got the wrong

end of the stick, so, bloody right, you should have been more careful.

-So, what now?

-What do you mean, what now?

This pretence.

Staying together for the lads.

There's no point any more, is there?

Well, there is for me.

We're going through a bad patch.

That's an understatement, I know.

But we have two sons to think of.

So, whatever it is that's wrong,

whatever we need to do to get things back to the way they were...

..we should at least try.

For the family.

Really try.

Can you do that?

Thanks for seeing me.

Look, I know Ollie Coyne's been telling you that we took his gear.

He's lying.

If it's gone missing, well,

I could hazard a guess what he's done with it.

But it wasn't us.

This is the drug-seizures log from yesterday.

If we had taken it, it would be in there.

Why are you telling me this?

Just thought you should know Ollie's been thieving from you.

And the little toerag's gone and made a complaint against me.

It's all lies, but it's causing me grief.

We'll see to Ollie.

And the complaint?

I bring him in to fix the gutters and he tells me the roof's rotten.

Now I'll have to hire another lad to fix that and he'll tell me

the foundations are sinking. That's how the building game works.

You hire them to fix one problem and all they do is find a bigger one.

Dad said you wanted to see me.

Oh, yeah, we were just saying if you needed any more information

about the Guards, all you have to do is ask.

Thanks.

Or if you need to talk about...anything.

OK...

Well, I'd better get back.

She's doing her homework.

Mmm.

What did she say?

Nothing much.

She's upset and angry, but that's all.

It's for the best, you'll see.

You can do a lot better than Katie Kiely.

-I know, Mum.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Good boy.

She's gone.

"You can do a lot better than Katie Kiely."

"I know, Mummy."

-It's true.

-Mothers are such nightmares.

Then you turn into them.

Don't even joke about that.

Come here.

Do you know what? I can't wait to get away from here.

Yeah.

You haven't forgotten about my match on Saturday?

And miss the chance to hurl abuse at a referee who's given up a Saturday for free? You must be joking.

How about you, Mum?

Yeah, of course I'll be there.

-How come you never came to see me play anything?

-Because you were crap at everything!

LAUGHTER

Thank you.

Have you had a chance to write up your version of events for GSOC yet?

Yeah, I've been working on it. Should be done by tomorrow.

-If there's anything I can do...

-Yeah, appreciate that, boss. Ah, should be all right.

-Sarge?

-Yeah?

Can I have a word in private?

Sure.

What's up?

I saw you. Coming out of the cafe last night.

I know what you were doing in there, with her.

You said it was...one time she kissed you?

You're still seeing her.

All this stuff about keeping your distance.

I'm warning you.

You start spreading those lies about me, and I swear...

you'll regret it.

Don't make me tell you again.