Episode 9 Red Rock

You said it was one time she kissed you? You're still seeing her.

You start spreading those lies about me, you'll regret it.

-I didn't mean to kill him, Mum.

-We'll sort this out, you'll see.

I'm worried I might be paired off with you-know-who.

That's what I love about this job.

You never know what's round the corner.

-Brian!

-YELLS

Everybody is saying that I'm a hero,

that they would have killed you if I hadn't got to you when I did.

Next time, you mightn't be so lucky.

-APPLAUSE

-Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Let's just save the applause till we catch those scumbags who got Sharon.

-Good job, Sarge.

-Thank you.

Look, I'm going to do a quick whip-round, get her something.

I expect you all to dig deep.

As Brian has said,

finding out who did this to Sharon is our number-one priority.

Now, he's given us a pretty good description of his three

attackers, and we should have forensics back today,

but you guys are our eyes and ears out there,

so I want you asking questions, I want you listening to rumours.

I want to find out who did this.

I'm telling you, thank God Brian was with her.

-Could have been a lot worse.

-Hey, hey, notes only. No shrapnel.

-BELL RINGS

-Here, will you guys go get that?

Thanks. Listen,

you're going to see Sharon today, yeah?

-I was going to head up now and check in on her.

-Good, good.

Well, just make sure that she doesn't feel like she messed up,

you know?

That we're thinking about her, and we're all really proud of her.

Will do, Sarge.

-PHONE RINGS

-Yeah?

Tell him I'll ring him back. I'm in a meeting. And hold my calls.

Look, there must be something you can tell me.

What's happening, what the charges might be, anything.

I promise, Michael, the minute I hear anything,

you'll be the first to know.

What about other cases like mine? What happened there?

-Each case is different.

-I know that.

Will you just stop with this solicitor-speak for a second,

and tell me something new?

Can't you see he's going out of his mind?

It's the not knowing, you know? That's the worst.

When I'll be charged, what I'll be charged with, if I'm going to jail.

-Anything.

-Until the DPP get back to us, this is just an educated guess.

Looking at similar cases to yours, it's my feeling that,

without a clear motive,

you're most likely going to be charged with manslaughter.

-Not murder. That's something.

-We can't rule that out completely.

I'm just going on precedent.

-BELL RINGS

-OK, we're coming.

-Someone help me, please?

-What's the problem?

-My daughter is missing.

-All right, it's OK, Mr...?

-Hakam Gulati.

-OK, Hakam, how old is your daughter?

-18, almost 19.

-When did you last see her?

-Two days ago.

OK, why don't you come on in, Hakam? We'll buzz you through.

BUZZER SOUNDS

How long could I be looking at? For manslaughter?

A lesser sentence is likely, with your non-violent background.

-How long?

-Honestly, Michael, I don't know.

Could be anything from a couple months,

upward of ten years.

-You can't get me off?

-I will try,

but we've got to prepare ourselves for the fact that it mightn't

be possible to acquit you.

-Then maybe I should just pay someone who can.

-Don't be stupid, Michael.

-You're not going to fix this with a more expensive lawyer.

-Why not?

That's how it works, isn't it? No offence, but I'm not doing

ten years in prison out of family loyalty to you.

-I want another solicitor.

-Sit down. Michael!

Yeah?

You all right?

Just called to say hi.

Thought these might cheer you up.

There's an article in there about you.

Page five. There's photos and everything.

Says you're a hero.

Everyone down at the station's really chuffed.

It's not often the papers call us heroes these days.

Sorry.

I shouldn't be trying to remind you.

CRYING

Sharon. Should I call someone?

-I don't know what to do.

-It's OK.

It's... It's OK.

I'm here.

Have you seen the psych?

You should.

You've had a trauma.

-They tried to kill me.

-I know.

And we'll get them. And when we do, we'll make them pay for it.

Brian let them.

He stood there, and he let them do it.

So, when did you last see Sai?

Two days ago, at the ferry port.

We were going to visit my brother and his family in Bradford,

and we had an argument. She ran off.

-What kind of argument?

-Nothing, just the usual.

-Father-and-teenage-daughter stuff.

-Can you remember what it was about?

She didn't want to go on the trip.

Wanted to stay here on her own.

I said, "No, that would be disrespectful to my brother."

She got out of the car, and just left.

-Have you checked in with her friends?

-Yes, her old school ones.

They haven't seen her, either.

And I went to see this girl Sai met recently and

has become friendly with...

I'm sensing there's a "but".

She's not a nice girl. I went to her house. She was very rude.

It felt like she was lying.

-Do you remember her name?

-Caitlin O'Malley.

-You know her?

-Yeah, we know Caitlin.

We'll go see her, find out what she knows.

I'm not buying this whole, "We had a row and she ran off," story.

-Why not?

-Ah, come on.

If every teenage girl who fought with their parents did

a runner, there'd be no-one left to screech on the buses.

It's not that simple.

Things like family and respect mean more in their culture.

-Ah, here we go.

-What?

You do a weekend course in respecting ethnic diversity,

and suddenly you're Kofi Annan.

Well, understanding the people we police makes us more effective,

-Sean.

-Na, good instinct, that's the thing. The mind says, "Dad did it."

Did what, exactly?

Still working that bit out.

All right, Michael?

Look, I know this is a difficult time for you, Michael, that's not

lost on me, but losing your temper is not going to help the situation.

So, you should call your sister now, tell her that you're sorry.

-VOICEMAIL:

-'You have one new voicemail.

'All right, Michael? Me and the lads were

'talking about having a repeat of last year's madness.

'What do you think of Bali for the summer? Give us a bell, well you?'

-You don't believe me.

-I do.

I do believe you, it's just...

Sharon, you can't breathe a word about this to anyone.

-What?

-Brian sent you a warning - take the hint.

The man had you beaten to a pulp.

What's he going to do next if you still don't drop this?

If I let him bully me into keeping my mouth shut, then he wins.

He'll win anyway, if he kills you.

You don't have to be the one who gets him.

He'll slip up eventually, all by himself.

-So, I just let it go?

-It's all you can do.

I can't believe that. I'm a guard.

And what good is that if you get yourself killed?

I've got to get back to work.

Just drop it. Please.

Paudge. How's Sharon?

-Good, yeah. A bit shook, but on the mend.

-Good. Good, excellent news.

She didn't remember anything about the attack, did she?

The smallest little detail now, could really help us

-get these guys.

-No, nothing.

Nothing new.

I'll drive up and see her myself later on.

Make sure she doesn't think we've forgotten about her.

If it all kicks off in here, I'll take the father,

-you take the mother.

-If it kicks off, we're calling for backup.

Where's the fun in that?

-Caitlin.

-Yeah?

-Your parents home?

-They're on one of their holidays.

-Do you know when they'll be back?

-Whenever they get bored.

We're here for Sai Gulati.

-Like I told her da, I haven't seen her in ages.

-He thinks you're lying.

-Yeah, well, he's an idiot.

-Oh, yeah?

-And a bully.

-Sai said that?

-She thinks her da's a bully?

-Not exactly.

But she did say he was real strict.

She was petrified he'd find out about her fella.

-Sai has a boyfriend?

-Yeah.

She'd say she was coming to see me, and then go meet him.

-That boyfriend, you know his name?

-No.

She was real secretive about him.

She doesn't go out with boys.

Teenagers are skilled at hiding things from their parents,

-Mr Gulati.

-If she had a boyfriend, I would have known.

Maybe you're right, but we still need to look into it.

So, if Sai had a laptop or phone, or even diaries.

Anything like that that might give us an idea about what she's

-been up to?

-Sure, I'll go upstairs and check.

-Thank you.

-Lot of luggage for a quick trip to Bradford.

-What are you doing?

Investigating.

Stop it, Sean.

Hmm. Check this out!

While Shane and the lads are going to Bali this summer,

-I'm going to prison.

-It's not for certain.

-Yeah, for certain.

Claire as good as said so.

-Could be ten years.

-SIGHS

My life's over.

-Finished.

-Mum'll be able to sort something out.

She can't fix everything.

Besides, she doesn't care. Not as long as you're OK.

That's not true.

Why couldn't you just stay away from Katie Kiely? Like I asked you.

-It's finished now. Family first.

-Now it's too late.

One more, and that's it.

What exactly did he say?

Just that he was thinking of coming to visit you later.

-You can't let him come back here. You have to stop him.

-How?

I don't know, but you have to do something.

Please, Paudge, I don't want him coming back here again.

OK. OK, I'll think of something.

Talk to you later.

-Sarge!

-Yeah?

-Where are you off to?

-Excuse me?

If you're going out for lunch, and you wanted some company...

Yeah, I'm going to the pub, but no, I don't need company.

Fair enough.

-Sarge!

-What?

I was just talking to Sharon, because I'm probably going to

go back up and see her later, but she says she's not up to it.

Not up to it at all, really, so I'll probably give it a miss.

I only say, cos I know you were planning to go up and see her, too.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, right, yeah.

Better give her some space before we all pile on top of her. Sure.

-Just what I was thinking.

-Yeah, grand.

Give me the keys!

-If you crash Mum's car...

-Oh, what? I'll be in trouble?

-More so than I already am?

-Oi! You're over the limit.

Yeah, I think manslaughter trumps drunk driving, don't you?

Yeah, but getting arrested isn't going to help your case.

No, but do you know what might?

Being able to tell a jury what actually happened.

That I didn't mean to kill Darren.

I was just trying to help my brother.

I'm calling Mum. You're not driving in this state.

Michael, will you wait?

Mum? Yeah, it's David.

Look, I'm down at the bar. Look, just get down here, will you?

What are you doing?

-Mike, what are you doing?

-Get out of the way!

-Get out of the CAR!

-I will run you down, I swear to God!

Yeah, fine. Well, I'm not moving.

SIREN WAILS

What's going on?

OK, get out of the car.

Out of the car. Now.

Have you been drinking? Right, come on. Down the station.

So, you could start by telling the truth, or

-we'll take you to the station for an interview.

-I've done nothing wrong.

You've been lying to us, while your daughter is missing.

Is that Sai's dress?

The fight you had with her, was that about the marriage?

Yes, but she's known about it for ages. She's agreed to get married.

Well, maybe she changed her mind.

You just can't change your mind about things like this.

You make a commitment, you stick with it.

-It's your responsibility.

-Hey, no need to get defensive.

I'm not being defensive.

I think you should be out there, looking for this boyfriend,

-instead of harassing me.

-We will find him.

-God's sake!

-Claire, look, I'm sorry, I've got to take him in.

Please, Brian, you know how much this could mess up his case.

-Look, he was drunk at the wheel of a car.

-No, my car, my property.

-This lane is owned by the pub.

-It doesn't matter.

He was in charge of the vehicle, with the intention of driving.

-That's outrageous.

-Mum, please.

Let me have a word in private with Brian.

I know this is a huge favour to ask, but Michael's a good boy, really.

All this stuff with Darren Kiely is hitting him really hard.

You've no idea how hard.

I'd really appreciate a bit of compassion here.

And I can right it with James, if that's the problem.

-HE SIGHS

-OK.

Take him home.

I will, I promise.

If you're after the strongest sentence possible,

that is a sure-fire way to go about it.

I don't need another wrist-slap.

I may not be the most expensive lawyer, but I am good,

and I can help you here, if you let me.

I'm sorry.

Forget about it.

Hey.

Ah, you don't look so bad.

Morphine, I guess, huh?

Don't forget to put these in water.

And this is from the team. They're all asking for you.

Thank you.

So, Paudge was by this morning, huh?

Says he's worried about you.

Says you're not making much sense.

You know,

nasty concussion like that,

could have all sorts of side effects.

-Memory loss, hallucinations...

-I'm fine.

Yeah, well, best be careful all the same.

You know, nobody would think any less of you if you

put in for a transfer.

Go someplace quiet.

Why would I want to do that?

Well, you know what it's like around here.

-INHALES SHARPLY

-Can get very dangerous.

You don't want anything else happening to you.

Right, my advice - get the transfer.

-Excuse me. Ladies, you recognise this girl?

-No.

-Never seen her before.

-No?

Sorry, sir, do you know this girl?

No.

Bye.

-What time you home at?

-No idea.

-What about Stephen's scout?

-Remind me?

-He's coming at six.

-Mum.

-Sorry, love. Depends on whether this missing girl turns up.

You wanted us to meet him together. That's what you've been saying.

-Reschedule him.

-You can't just reschedule.

This is a dream come true for him. A chance in a thousand.

-We look like we don't give a damn.

-Give me a break, Tommy.

-I have to go.

-So, that's it?

-Guards first, everything else be damned?

-I said I'm sorry.

Stephen.

I'll do my best to be there, OK?

Promise.

So, do you recognise this girl? Sai Gulati, 18.

Travelling with her father, white Toyota Avensis.

-I saw her, and her father.

-Oh, yeah?

-He belted her across the head.

-What?

You should have said.

I would have snuck you in a sandwich or something.

How are you feeling?

Better.

You had a chance to see the psych yet?

-Just for a few minutes.

-Was it helpful?

Yeah. She said I need to rest.

Well, I'd tell you to take all the time you need,

but we need you back, so hurry up.

Sir, there's something I...

About what happened.

-Erm...

-What?

When I was attacked...

..I...

I messed up. I panicked.

-Why do you think that?

-I shouldn't have been there. I'm not...

-Maybe I'm not cut out for this type of thing.

-Take it easy.

Sometimes bad things happen.

That's the job.

I want a transfer out of Red Rock.

-Mr Gulati belted her?

-Right across the face, and the body.

Really went for it, by the sound of things.

-That's why the port guy didn't have trouble remembering them.

-CCTV?

-They're going through it now.

-And Mr Gulati admitted to an argument?

Eventually. Said she didn't want to get married.

Looks like Mr Gulati attempted to abduct her,

-but she got away.

-Bring him in.

-Go over what happened at the port, under caution.

-OK, Sarge.

-If he doesn't want to come in, arrest him.

-My pleasure.

Keep your personal feelings to yourself, Sean,

-or I'll have to get someone else to do it.

-He will.

-MCKAY:

-And what's a transfer going to solve?

It'll get me out of the thick of it. Somewhere quiet, I don't know.

Sharon, these aren't the kind of decisions you should be making

right now. You need to take some time, see the Welfare Officer,

get your head straight.

I don't want to go back.

Is there something else going on?

-What?

-Something at the station?

-No.

This isn't like you.

-I'm just not cut out for this.

-Yes, you are.

Look...

..we all take a beating sometimes.

You get back up.

Everything heals eventually.

And, until then, I've got your back.

So, we'll keep you at the station for as long as you need, and if,

say, in a month, you still want a transfer, I'll make it happen.

-But, sir...

-That's the way it's going to be.

Yes, Boss.

-I knew you will not understand.

-No, I don't.

I think your daughter should have the right to choose whoever

-she wants to spend the rest of her life with.

-She is young and stupid.

She cannot be trusted to know what she wants.

What are you talking about?

The first time I met my wife was the day I married her.

We had 20 years together.

If Sai is half as happy as we were, then I will have chosen well.

-I know who will suit her.

-Then why did she run?

-I don't know.

-Where is she now, Mr Gulati?

I don't know, that's why I asked for your help.

-She's all I have.

-Then tell us, Mr Gulati,

help us understand why you needed to belt your daughter across the face.

No, it wasn't like that. I lost my temper.

Well, why should we believe you now?

I knew you will not understand.

I think what my colleague is trying to say, Mr Gulati,

is that you haven't been fully open with us.

-You think that I have done something to her?

-We can't say.

Mr Gulati, we need to search your house.

Now, you can give your permission, or we can get a search warrant.

Do what you have to do.

Find her. Please.

-These are for you.

-Thanks.

-And let me know when they're finished with the dad.

-Will do.

And Supe... One other thing - I need to get off a little early today.

-Family business.

-Yeah, should be fine.

-How are you, Boss?

-Er, Paudge...

-You saw Sharon yesterday, yeah?

-Yeah.

-How did she seem to you?

-On the mend.

-She didn't mention anything about what she was thinking?

-No.

-Huh. What's going on?

-Sharon asked me to recommend her for a transfer.

-Well, she has had quite an ordeal.

-Yeah, but it seems impulsive.

Agreed.

Imagine that. You've met someone, once or twice, read their CV.

Now you're supposed to sleep with them for the rest of your life.

I never knew you were such a romantic.

I'm definitely a try-before-you-buy kind of guy.

Lads.

-How's it going with Mr Gulati?

-We need to search the house.

-What do you expect to find?

-Nothing, I hope.

-He's lying.

-Any reports of any other trouble? HSE know the family?

-No.

It could have slipped under the radar.

Cultural sensitivities, and all that.

Well, could be that there was no need to intervene.

Go back, talk to her friends, get a better picture,

-and then come back to me.

-Do we let him go?

No, not yet.

-Er, Brian. Do you have a minute?

-Sure.

Hey, I meant to ask... Michael got home safe yesterday, yeah?

Er, yeah. He's fine. Thanks for your, erm...

-For your help.

-Sure. Whatever we can do.

The poor lad's got a lot on his plate, as you well know.

Don't want to make anything worse for him. How are you?

Yeah, it's, er... It's fine. Thanks.

I really want to talk to you about Sharon.

-Oh, yeah, that's a bad business.

-Would you talk to her?

-Sure.

-You know, debrief her.

Tell her she did nothing wrong, she was just very unlucky...

Yeah, that she was.

..cos I really think she could go places.

Well, she's certainly...ambitious.

Be a mistake for her to move now.

Leave it with me.

-Did you ask the boyfriend?

-Haven't managed to find him.

Talked to everyone we can think of. She never mentioned a boyfriend.

Nothing on her laptop. Could she have been lying to you?

That must be it.

Caitlin, come on.

-How should I know?

-We're very concerned for Sai.

Just yesterday, you were telling us her father was a bully.

Now, do you know if he ever hit her?

-I don't know!

-Did you notice any bruises?

She could have said they were from something else.

I have to get ready for work, right? I'm going to be late.

Caitlin, I'm sorry, but this is more important.

We've Sai's dad at the station under caution.

We think her life might be in danger.

I'm Sai.

I knew if I got on that boat, there'd be no going back.

I was sick to my stomach. Told Dad I just couldn't do it.

-Did he threaten you before?

-No, never.

-The port, that was the first time ever.

-Are you sure, Sai?

-We have a witness. We can charge him with assault.

-No, no. No, don't.

-Sai, we need to know that you're safe.

-It's my fault.

-I made him mad.

-You knew you were going to England to get married.

Did you know this man?

-Vikram Rae.

-Yes. Dad had been planning it for months.

-I didn't know how to say no.

-You were afraid.

-Yes and no.

Vikram's OK.

-It wasn't about him.

-You mean, you would have married him?

-No, never.

-Was it because of the boyfriend?

-What boyfriend?

Just tell us what happened at the port.

I couldn't tell him the truth.

Just tell me what made you change your mind.

-So, what do you reckon?

-About what?

-About Sai. Reckon she's up the duff?

Just saying.

-How's she doing?

-Well, it definitely has nothing to do with the marriage.

-So what, then?

-Caitlin is more than just a friend.

You mean she kicks with the left?

-Daddy's going to love that(!)

-She's building the courage to tell him.

He's going to go ballistic. It's not like he doesn't have previous.

Let him know we're preparing a file for the DPP.

-PHONE RINGING

-He's on our radar now.

We hear anything suspicious, we're pulling him in.

-And you...

-Yeah, I know. Don't make it personal.

-What a waste.

-KOSOS SNORTS

Ah, come on. Like you weren't thinking it, as well.

-Why on earth would you want a transfer?

-Brian came in last night.

I thought I put him off. He said he wouldn't come in.

Since when did he do what he was told?

So, the transfer was his idea?

-He threatened me.

-It's not right.

No?.

I can't live like this, jumping at every single little boo.

-I see them in my dreams, I can't sleep.

-You can't let him win.

You have to stay at Red Rock. I'll watch your back.

-If he tries anything...

-What?

What will you do?

I don't... I mean...

Whatever it takes.

I need to put myself first.

Please, Sharon, just think about it.

-Hello, Tommy?

-Hey, Ange.

-We found the girl.

I should be home in time after all. See you later.

Don't cancel anything.

Sean and Adrijan are back. They're in interview two.

-The girl's a bit scared, I think she might need you.

-Right there.

-You're late back.

-I went in to see Sharon. You saw her last night.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you said she wasn't up for it.

I was just going to drop off the card and run,

but she was awake, you know? Still a bit shook up. She's fine,

-I suppose, considering.

-She does need to rest.

Yeah. Did she mention anything to you about the transfer?

A bit.

Just...I know McKay's fond of her.

I just think she should get out.

You're close to her, aren't you?

Yeah, maybe have a word with her. Let her know there's no shame in it.

-I will.

-Good man.

Now, come on. Back to the grind.

-Father, this is Caitlin.

-Is this is your friend?

-What have you done to her?

-Nothing.

-Nothing she didn't want me to do.

-INDISTINCT YELLING

-Mr Gulati!

-Come on.

Give him time, sweetheart.

Do you have somewhere to go? Friends, family?

You've got a place with me.

Come on, I'll get you a lift home.

PHONE VIBRATES

'Can you hold on? Are we recording?

-'Yeah, I think so.

-Sharon! OK, you still faking it?

-'Paudgey here hasn't stopped crying.

-Do you want to buy his doughnuts?

'And we'd like you to meet...

-'..Olga!

-Hi, who's this, then?

'Just showing Sharon her new replacement.

'Well, she'd better not give me any lip. Eh, Paudge?

'Missing you already.'

SHE GRUNTS IN PAIN

SHE GRUNTS AND GASPS

-Hi.

-Hiya.

Have I got time for a shower? Don't want to scare them off.

Where's Stephen?

-Gone to see a movie with his mates.

-What about the scout?

He's been and gone.

-What?

-Asked if they could come early.

-They had a plane to catch or something.

-Why didn't you ring me?

-I did.

-I wanted to be here.

-Well, next time, answer your phone.

-I was working.

A crimewave so big you couldn't take a minute out, no?

-How'd it go?

-Yeah, good. I signed him up.

They have a great set-up, and they really wanted him.

You can't just make a decision like that without me.

Well, these guys don't hang around, Ange,

-and I didn't want to risk him losing this opportunity.

-I'm his mother.

-I should be involved.

-It's done.

Get over it.

-Look, I busted a gut to get here on time.

-For once.

-That's not fair.

-Isn't it?

You spend every waking second at the damn station.

Yeah, well, maybe if I had a loving husband to come home to.

This has nothing to do with us. It's about Stephen, and what he wants.

This is his dream, and he's good.

Yeah, and what happens if they kick him off?

Great vote of confidence, that(!)

Will you still be here to pick up the pieces,

or will you be shacked up with your girlfriend?

-Why can't you just be happy for the lad?

-Where are you going?

-We're not finished.

-DOOR SLAMS

-Hey, give us that.

-Pint?

-Yeah, or three.

See if we can find you a wife.

A colour-blind one.

-This is fashion.

-Yeah, back in the '80s, maybe.

-Sharon!

-Hey.

-Are you OK?

-Ooh, nice shirt.

-Don't encourage him.

-How are you keeping?

-Up and about. Came to see McKay, is he still here?

Who's this, then?

Thought you were leaving us.

I want to withdraw my request for the transfer.

I'm going to go see the psych, get myself sorted,

and come back to work next week.

Good on you, gal.

-Go home and get some rest. We'll see you then.

-Yes, Boss.

It's good to have you back.

-Nip out for a pint?

-A soft one, maybe.

Great. See you in there.

-You OK?

-Yeah. Think the drugs are wearing off a bit.

Thanks.

For what?

I'm not going to let him get away with this.

Wondering what all this noise was about.

-Sarge.

-So, you're back.

You can't get rid of me that easily.

-We're going for a scoop, if you're interested.

-No, no, you're OK.

-I've got things to finish up.

-A sergeant's work, huh?

-Yeah.

Will you come on, Sharon? I've an awful drought.