Episode 10 Red Rock

Speak to me like that again and you'll be out on your ear.

This concussion from the hit and run, it's messed with his head.

-Hey!

-Does she know?

-Do I know what?

I'm not letting that scumbag think he can do what he wants.

This is going to blow up in our faces if we don't drop it fast.

You're breaking Dad's heart. Do you know that?

-Rachel, go, your father, he's here.

-You're following me.

-What else am I going to do?

-Trust me.

I just thought we could extend the terms of our...

Extend? You think I'm a soft touch, cos I'm your ex?

You promise?

I promise...

To be careful.

Scout's honour...

Very...

very careful.

Come on.

You know I'm back to full strength.

Let the poor fella go, will you?

Hey.

Um, tell Nikki.

You're lucky it was just a few ribs broken.

If Adrijan isn't fit for work...

I'll sort it. Bye.

Hey.

Tell Nikki.

I'll see you.

She didn't say two words to me this morning.

Really? Cos I thought two words were exactly what she said to you.

You were stalking her, Dad.

-I wasn't.

-And you know what you've got to show for it?

-A gobby daughter who's not going to give up...

-Look,

-just because she wasn't with him today, doesn't mean she hasn't been...

-Dad! You have to trust her.

Are you two in cahoots now?

That's exactly what she said.

Yeah, well, maybe you should listen to her.

Look, you can't show up here any time you fancy.

Why not?

You've got school.

And I've got a busy day.

Rachel... Come on. Come on, sweetheart.

OK, look, I'm sorry, it's just I've things to do today.

-We could do them together?

-School, madam.

We had a close call with your dad last week.

Don't want to push things.

Give him another excuse to put you under covert surveillance.

He wouldn't dare.

Look, my solicitor's going to be here in a few minutes.

You've got to go. What'll happen if he finds you here...

They'll lock you up and throw away the key.

And then what are you going to do? Go.

He's back!

Ah. You shouldn't have.

Like, really, shouldn't have.

I didn't.

Crack your face, Westlife, I come bearing carbs...

Now, that's more like it. Nice one, Shazza.

Here where's Paudge?

He's probably giving a dummy mouth-to-mouth right about now.

-But enough about his love life!

-He's on a first-aid refresher.

That'll be the most action he gets all year. Get in, Paudgey!

So did you miss me?

The place wasn't the same without you.

Yeah, we missed your smell.

PHONE BUZZES

Sorry. Yeah, DI Grogan.

Yeah, yeah...got that.

What's up with you?

Nothing, Sean, everything's great.

And I've had warmer welcomes on the Ridge.

And remember - serve, don't hover.

Come here to me. No-one likes a hoverer.

Good girl, great, lovely.

I take it breathing is allowed.

Occasionally. And never over the canapes, obviously...

I just want things to be right.

They are. If it wasn't for the unmistakable stench of stale beer

and urine, I wouldn't know the place.

I'm joking.

Ah-ah-ah-ah, no touching.

Now, we need to be there in half an hour.

OK.

Hey. She's done a brilliant job with the place, hasn't she?

Yeah, great. So where do you want these?

The rest of the tables, please.

You two.

Truce?

For one day?

For Luke?

Oh! The place scrubs up well, I'll give you that.

All right?

I thought we were meeting at the church?

Is there something wrong?

-Nice suit.

-Terrible dry throat.

You wouldn't want me spitting feathers at the priest, now,

-would you?

-Free bar, yeah?

-There's no time.

-What are you having?

-I'm good, thanks.

-Yeah...

Oh, there he is!

There he is, my darling boy. Don't you look handsome?

Katie, we really need to be making a move.

-All right, Mum.

-Wow.

Don't. It's too tight. And he's already been sick on it.

It's gorgeous.

You look amazing. Like, stunning.

Could have been a model, love.

-No, I couldn't.

-She's not skinny enough.

We're actually doing this?

Looks like it.

No blood on the floor. Yet.

Eh, excuse me, cake? Where's the cake?

Keep your wig on, Trish. Bridget's bringing it down.

She's at home doing her face. Could take a while.

PHONE RINGS

Hey, you still sore about O'Reilly?

Why should I be? I did what you wanted.

-Now Nikki thinks I'm a psycho.

-She doesn't.

What's the problem with that?

You two on patrol?

The mean streets of Dublin won't know what's hit them.

We want to get back out there.

-Yeah.

-I don't know. We've still got a lot of paperwork to do.

You guys been taking it easy since I've been away.

See that's what happens when I'm not here to crack the whip, boss.

-Paperwork can wait!

-Think you should take a break, Westlife.

Yeah, maybe I will.

Go. See you at the church.

Eh, gentlemen please...thank you.

You made a perfect choice. It's very tasteful.

What were you expecting, a chocolate fountain with sparklers on it?

The service starts in 15 minutes.

Don't get much for your money, do you?

Give us a whisky. Make it a double.

It's me.

I have your money, OK. I just can't get it to you today.

The DPP has assessed the case file,

our evidence and your previous statement.

-And?

-The case against Brian McGonigle

for the defilement of a minor will go to court.

Thank God.

CHEERING AS CORK POPS

-All right there?

-What a waste!

Well, Granda, what?

And godfather.

Huge responsibility, that.

-No messing there.

-I didn't drop him on the font, did I?

Here, look at this. Lovely hoop, that.

That's the Hennessey side.

-So.

-It's high maintenance, that.

Yeah, but it's still worth a lash. Jaysus!

Excuse me.

I reckon the Kielys think it's an all-you-can-eat buffet.

I know, love. I know...

Come on...

let's go join this madness.

Late for your grandson's christening, huh?

Least I wasn't half-cut!

Look at her. Swanning around as if she owns the place.

She does.

-It's like chewing carpet.

-Sneaking in like a dirty stop-out.

Do you want me to shove this where the sun don't shine?

I'm going for a bleedin' fag.

Take your time.

-I should make a speech.

-No.

If you want to.

I'll take that as a no.

He's gorgeous, so well-behaved.

Sure he's yours?

-Keith, shut it, will you?

-Just saying.

Can I get everyone's attention, please?

Sorry, can I get some hush?

Can I get everyone's attention?

WHISTLE

SILENCE

Cheers.

I just want to thank everyone for coming out today.

Family and friends.

For all the lovely presents you got us. It was very kind of you.

Today is a very proud day for myself and...for Katie.

So without any further ado, I want you to raise your drinks...

..clink your glasses...

..to our son, Luke David Kiely.

ALL: Luke David Kiely.

You can't be here. Vincent's just outside.

Baby's a chip off the old block, isn't he?

-Please, Joe...

-Are you trying to avoid me, Bridget?

Why would I do that?

I can think of a few reasons.

A thousand, actually.

A grand?

What happened to mates' rates?

Darlin', they ARE the mates' rates.

Vinnie. Long time no see.

It's a nice do you're having here.

-He was just leaving.

-That's no way to treat an old pal.

Pal?

You?

Yeah. That's not bad. Must've set you back a bit.

Don't. He's not worth it.

Not here, not in front of Katie.

If we were somewhere else, I'd knock your bleedin' head into next week.

I think it's time to put the hostility behind us.

You got the girl, Vinnie.

Supposed to be older and wiser, aren't we?

Bridget.

Don't be sniffing round my wife again.

Me?

That's not quite how it was.

-I don't want your tea.

-Rachel...

You do understand?

I don't care. He didn't do anything.

Nothing you say will change that.

You will be called to court as a hostile witness.

What does that mean?

It means that Rachel will be

cross-examined on her original statement.

The judge can instruct the jury to discount your testimony.

Your new statement isn't going to help Brian.

So you might as well tell the truth.

This is your chance to get it right, love.

Tell them what really happened.

-Rachel?

-What really happened? I've already told you.

Nothing.

You and him?! Is that why you were late?

He's winding you up, and you're letting him, as per bleedin' usual.

What was it? The old knickers-in-the-handbag trick?

Say that again, and you'll wear that table.

Yeah, a leopard never change his spots!

Are yous happy? You're making a show of us.

-You think there's something going on...

-Going on with who?

That flash git.

Maybe it would be better if you had this conversation in private?

-Keep your beak out.

-You're making people very uncomfortable.

Tough. We paid our fair share for this.

You don't get to give us orders.

-Except you didn't.

-Didn't what?

Mum, don't.

Vincent and I came to an arrangement about the payment.

Look, forget about that. This is about you and Fallon.

-Spit it out.

-We paid for everything.

In return, Vincent agreed that David would see more of Luke.

You sold your grandson?

Don't gloat. Don't look pleased, overjoyed, relieved.

Any of the above.

You might want to make her some lunch.

OK, look, will you calm down...

Look, whether I go to court or not

makes absolutely no difference, I promise.

OK, listen, I'll explain everything when you get here.

Hope you're hungry. Dad's making your favourite.

-How are you feeling?

-I'm not changing my statement.

Ray, that's not what I meant. I'm just trying to make conversation.

No, you're not. You're just as bad as he is.

-Where are you going?

-Mind your own business.

What about lunch?

Tell Dad I'm going to see Brian,

seeing as that's what he'll think anyway.

Ray, don't even joke about that.

Who says I'm joking?

Why did you have to go and open your mouth?

It wasn't David's idea, Katie.

I didn't know until a couple of days ago.

And when you did, you never said anything?

He needs changing.

You took her cash?

Never mind that - what was Joe Fallon doing here?

-Do you know him, Ma?

-Oh, she knows him, all right.

Get over yourself, Vinnie. Here, get me a highball and ginger.

Extra ice.

Bridget, for once in your life, can you not be straight with me?

Read my lips. There's nothing going on.

I don't know why Joe Fallon was here. And I don't care.

That good enough for you?

There you go.

You're welcome.

Why don't you want to go out with me?

You see, Adey, it's not you, it's me.

You're not really my type.

So you enjoy this? Being stuck here.

Beats a hospital ward any day, yeah.

What? You don't feel safe? You don't trust me?

You don't think Nikki's going to start wondering why her precious

Westlife has this sudden interest in paperwork?

You really think I'm going to say anything? Why would I?

I'd be digging my own grave. I covered for you.

Hey, you two, we're on the gargle tonight.

-Busy.

-We've got to welcome Westlife back properly.

-And toast the DPP.

-And I said I'm busy. Are you deaf?

Brian's getting charged. It's good news.

-That's all I'm saying.

-Well, don't.

I'm sick of hearing you droning on and on about that man every day.

Drop it!

Someone got out of the wrong side of the bed.

Someone got out of the wrong bed!

Don't mind him. He's just going stir-crazy in here, that's all.

You can't. You can't walk out on his christening.

-Watch me!

-Katie, we've got presents and stuff to open.

Presents? He's tired, and I'm sick of this.

Please, Katie.

What? You going to bung me a few yoyos to stay put?

Mum, will you just stay out of it? Katie, will you let me explain?

You didn't really think tonight was going to go off without a hitch,

did you?

Well done.

You made a right dog's mickey out of that, didn't you?

She's not at home and the school haven't seen hide nor hair of her.

You didn't think to ask her where she was going, no?

Niamh?

I asked her, OK? All she did was give me a smart answer.

-She was trying to wind me up.

-Why, what did she say?

Niamh? Where is she?

He's a bit unsettled. He's not used to it here.

He'll get used to it. Do you want a drink?

I can't stay long, no.

It wasn't my idea.

There's no way in hell would I pay to see my own kid.

It's that mother of mine, you know.

You should have told me.

I know. But I just didn't want to ruin things.

We've been getting on so well.

Did you really think I was letting you see Luke cos I'd been paid?

No. No way.

-Cos I would never do that, never.

-No, I know, I know.

You look beautiful, you know that?

-Get lost.

-What?

-You got a thing for porkers, do you?

-It's the bingo wings, Chubbs,

gets me every time.

If that lot would just leave us alone...

..we'd be grand.

Yeah.

BABY STARTS TO CRY

Here, I'll do it.

He might need changing.

I can handle it.

Trouble on Brokeback Mountain?

Never put you down as a desk-jockey.

Thought you'd want to be out roaming the streets.

Yeah...

What's going on with Kosos?

Come on, you know what he's like.

Tell me. Is there something going on? Is it O'Reilly?

I know you two want us to find him,

-but if Adrijan is unsure then I can't...

-It's not about O'Reilly.

Well, then, tell me, what?

Whatever you say, it stays here. Between us.

Sean?

He's my partner...

Liam Reid is on his way to Brian.

-What?

-He got it into his head that Rachel is with him.

-Niamh says he's really angry.

-When?

-Just a few minutes ago.

-Do you want me to come?

-No, stay here. We'll continue it later.

Cosy chat, was it?

What did you say?

Back off!

What exactly did you say to your dad?

That Rachel said she was going to see Brian,

I thought she was messing.

-But Liam didn't.

-I shouldn't've said anything, but if she IS with him...

OK, keep calling him and tell him not to touch

a hair on Brian McGonigle's head.

He wouldn't do anything stupid, would he? Like the last time.

Like finish him off? God help us if he has.

God help Brian.

SIREN WAILS

Liam, don't!

One more step and I'll arrest you with intent to cause bodily harm.

My daughter is in there with a paedophile.

-Then let us deal with him!

-Just wait here, OK.

Look, I'm sick of waiting!

You burst in there, the case against him goes to hell.

-You don't want that to happen, do you?

-Just get him, for God's sake!

-Liam?

-Don't, OK!

Brian? This is Detective Nikki Grogan. Open the door.

Gardai, open up!

-Can I come in?

-Do you have a warrant?

-I need to talk to you.

-Fine.

-Inside.

-No, you want to talk? You talk here.

I'm not interrupting anything, am I?

-Is Rachel Reid in here?

-What?

Rachel? This is Detective Nikki Grogan...

Hey, she's not here!

Look, you've got no right barging into my place like this.

I believe that Rachel Reid is in this bedsit.

You've met my wife before, haven't you?

Nikki, don't look so disappointed.

So who sent you?

You know I can't tell you that.

Let me guess. Psycho Cleere?

You come into my home on her say-so? How dare you!

-Brian, calm down.

-We have to...

-No, this is what it's like.

We have to take every report seriously.

Don't give me that. I'm not some skanger off the street.

-I know exactly what's going on here.

-Um, will you please leave us alone?

Are you sure?

-Cos last time I checked, you weren't exactly speaking.

-We're fine.

Apologies for the inconvenience.

They just won't let up.

Not sure how much more of this I can take, to be honest with you.

Well, she's gone now.

-What exactly did you tell Nikki?

-That I had a few twinges.

I told you this ten times already. Or have you forgotten?

Look, if you have said anything...

You know you've got one serious case of paranoia.

Have you taken your medication?

I know when to take them.

I don't need you to tell me. I know, OK!

Keep it down.

Hey, was Rachel with him?

Tell Liam if he pulls a stunt like that again, I'll have him arrested!

She was just asking me about my ribs.

And wanted to know if I was fit enough to go out on patrol.

OK?

I'm the one who should be upset here.

You accusing me of all sorts.

Come on, let's go back to the pub, will we?

Hoping your mate calls back, are you?

Please...Vinnie.

Whatever you're thinking, you're wrong.

I was as disgusted to see him there as you were. Gall of him.

Me and Joe Fallon? Are you joking?

Only one man for me.

Come on.

How did he know?

How did he know about Luke's christening?

Who's to say he did?

Sure, any gouger could have walked in off the streets.

It's a pub, isn't it?

I told you to give me and your da a bit a time.

Ah, it's no craic in the pub. It's dead, it is.

What have you got there?

Patricia's head?

A free bar, wasn't it? Entitled to it.

Ma?

She's not staying.

In a few months, McGonigle could be getting room service in Arbour Hill.

-Amen to that.

-We're a long way off that.

-Don't go counting your chickens.

-I trust in the system.

How's Paudge getting on?

Great. Reckons he could sign up for a manual-handling course next.

He needs a course? Sure, isn't he an expert in manual handling?

Paudge could have a cracking social life.

-Yeah, cracking!

-Can we have a chat, please, Nikki?

-Yeah, pull up a pew.

-In private.

Who needs canapes?

Your man's very quiet.

Sure you didn't slip him some of that champagne?

Ah, it's been a big day for the big man.

-I'd say he's wrecked.

-Mm - not the only one.

Here, why don't you stay a bit longer?

I don't really want to be here when your ma gets back.

Why not? It's been perfect today.

Well, the bit that was just you and me.

Yeah.

Like it used to be.

We're going to be the best parents in the world.

-Nothing like ours.

-Nothing like ours.

DOOR OPENS

David, we're home.

Refill?

So, why are they still going ahead with the case,

if she's told them she was lying?

Because they can't be seen to be going easy on a guard.

Sorry. Sorry, I just thought after the other night...

-You thought what?

-I don't know. I just...

..thought we were getting someplace.

I let you stay for dinner for the girls' sake.

It had nothing to do with you and me.

Then why are you here?

They say we should get the asking price.

They've already had some interest.

I can't stay there.

You love that house.

That was...before all this.

Everyone knows what's gone on.

And it's not fair on Mel and Lou.

They're getting grief at school.

We need to move away.

Yeah.

OK.

Maybe you're right. Yeah, yeah,

I've had my bloody fill of this place.

We'll start afresh...we'll get somewhere new...

after the trial.

Not you.

Just me and the girls.

If you were with that dirt-bird, you can pack your bags.

Come on, Da.

Don't worry, son, he's not going to throw me out.

Just showing me who's boss - isn't that right, Vin?

Look, if she said she didn't touch him, then she didn't touch him.

And I'm supposed to believe that?

You're supposed to trust me.

The last chance, Bridge.

Fine.

Have it your way.

I was seeing him.

Ma!

Not in the way you think.

WE needed the money.

You didn't...

That's why he was at the christening.

I owe him big time.

-The house is in both our names.

-I paid for it!

You can't take my girls.

-I'm going. I've got to pick up Lou.

-You're rushing into this.

I've thought about nothing else for months.

Rachel admitted she lied. It'll go to court, it'll get thrown out.

-You're so sure.

-I'm innocent. Look, let me go back.

-The way it was before.

-No. We can't go back! You know that.

-Why not?

-When that girl accused you of...

-She lied.

-It's not the point.

-Yes, it is!

-Listen to me!

I believed her, Brian.

I believed you were capable of doing that.

The father of my kids, the man I loved!

And do you know why?

Because things aren't right.

Because...I don't know you any more.

We've been strangers for years.

No. No, no, no, no, no...

Look, Jules, we are good, we're good, you and me.

Because we were sleeping together?

You think sex makes everything all right?

-It's just papering over the cracks.

-No...

-Rachel did us a favour.

What?

She made me stop and think.

About us.

About what I want.

Look, we'll get through this, I promise you. I love you, Jules.

I want a divorce.

What about the girls?

What about them?

They need me.

They've managed without you for the best part of a year.

So that's it, then?

Look, if we split, they're going to think I did it.

So, that's what this is about?

Keeping you out of jail?

How can you say that?

You and the girls were the only thing that kept me going

when I was in Kerry.

Don't do this, Jules. Look, I know it's not easy.

You have no idea what it's like being Mrs Brian McGonigle.

Tell me.

Sleepless nights. Thinking the worst every time the phone rang.

-You never said.

-Oh, come on. You love that job. You are that job.

Take it or leave it. I know that.

You know, Rachel Reid did you a favour, all right.

Gave you the excuse you needed to bail out.

Look, you fancy a new life, that's fine, fair enough.

-At least be honest about it.

-I knew you'd be like this.

You think I haven't thought about walking away? I've had my chances.

Oh, please. I don't want to know.

No, no, no, no, no, no...

Yeah, yeah, I've been tempted.

Out on the beat. Office parties. Adrenaline pumping.

I have never so much as touched another woman.

This is our family. These are our kids. This is our life.

I'm not going to give up on that.

I'm not. I don't care what you say. I just won't do that.

Look, we will be good, just the four of us.

Back together again. OK?

I'll try harder.

Look, I'll do better.

What were you thinking?

Come on, Da, she's after saying she's sorry.

You don't have to stick up for me.

Now I know where you got your brains from, son!

How much?

How much?

Come on, you might as well just tell us, Ma.

One.

100?

Sure, I'll get that for yous.

A grand?!

Ah, Ma!

Shut up, Keith!

Just....just wanted nice things for the christening.

Well, we have something nice.

We owe a lousy lender.

You know what his lot did to that chap down the bookie's?

You can't be sure that was him.

You should've stuck with Joe Fallon!

Maybe I should. Least he has money to lend. What have you got?

A pocket full of nothing?!

Vin, I didn't mean it.

I know Sean is worried about going out after the attack

so I can go out on patrol with someone else.

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

Why not?

-You tell me.

-I don't understand. I can go out with Mark...

..or Sharon until Paudge gets back from his course.

I know there's a problem, Adrijan.

I know. I was talking to Sean...

-He told you?

-He was just saying...

-What did he say?

-Anything that's said here is confidential.

Whatever he said, it's not that bad. I mean, I'm fine. Look at me!

-Adrijan, calm down.

-I do get angry. But so would anyone.

-He's always on my back about it!

-Sit down.

It's a concussion. It's not serious. I have medication.

-OK.

-You can look it up.

-OK, stop.

-PCS. Post-concussive syndrome. It's nothing...

-Stop!

Before you say another word, you just have to see your union rep.

Dad, it's not a big deal. I was just joking.

You say you're going to meet Brian. What else am I supposed to think?

I'm sorry, OK? Just give me a break.

You knew I was joking.

Yeah, well, I can't afford to take that risk.

As if I'd go there anyway! Dad, that's sick.

He did have somebody with him.

Yeah....he was with Jules.

-His wife.

-Yeah, I know who she is. So?

Can't believe she's giving him the time of day.

Who cares? Why are you telling me this?

She knew, Sean.

-Nikki knew everything!

-How?

Ah, come on, you can do better than that!

-Well, she didn't get it from me.

-She must be a psychic, then.

-Why are you doing this?

-I'm doing nothing! I wish I had.

If you don't trust me on the street,

get yourself a new partner. But don't stab me in the back.

You can think what you like, but I didn't tell Nikki anything.

I've been watching your back for the last month.

Look how that turned out.

What did you say to me? What was it? Oh, yeah.

"It doesn't matter, bro. It's not your fault."

No, no, no, no. You blame me for the beating.

No, you do. You do, don't you?

If...

If you just listened to me and got yourself sorted,

none of this would have happened.

If you hadn't lost it with O'Reilly.

Ugh... French?

Do you mind?

An apology, with extra sprinkles.

I get it, Ray.

It's OK if you still have feelings for him.

But at least you know now, if he's back with his wife,

that must prove something to you.

He's an old man! I used to fancy him, yeah?

Not any more. I'm not interested in him or his wife.

I'm going home, before you send out a search party.

You not going to drink this? Fine.

-How many times did I ask you?

-You made out that I'd ratted on him!

He'll never trust me again.

Better that than one of you ends up on a mortuary slab!

Did you think you were protecting him?

God knows what could've happened to him. Or you!

-He didn't want anyone to know.

-I don't care!

In this job we have each other's backs,

and, Sean, sometimes it means that you do things that you don't want to

but you do them because you know that it's right!

You could have been killed the other week.

-And if that was down to Adrijan...

-It wasn't.

Well, what happens next time?

When he doesn't have your back and you're not quite so lucky?

Every time we go out there, we put our lives on the line.

Every time. Are you happy on patrol with Adrijan?

What are you going to do?

Just close the door on your way out.

Look, Ma, maybe I should go and get Katie?

He'll listen to her. Do you know what I mean?

She'll be all for kicking me out on the street!

Maybe I should go and get him, then.

I mean, he's probably just out blowing off steam.

And I could've been getting you the money, if you'd said it to me.

I mean, that Joe Fallon fella is obviously a nasty piece.

DOOR OPENS

She didn't mean it, did you?

You're more trouble than you're worth.

Joe Fallon?

Joe Fallon...

All right, all right, all right, stop saying his name, will you?

I know what I've done.

What are we going to do?

Only thing we can.

We get rid of him.

Get rid?

How?

I've a few ideas.

We want him out of our lives, right?

We pay him back.

Did you hear what happened? Yeah, she was here.

Yeah, yeah, whingeing on...

Begging me, begging me to come back.

Yeah, but I told her, you know.

Just can't wait to be rid of that woman.

So, um, call me, will you?

I miss you when you're not here, you know.

Maybe just come over when you get a chance.

BOTTLE SMASHES

SHE SCREAMS