Episode 15 Red Rock

Oh, you're both going to do a runner before the trial tomorrow?

-Is that the plan?

-But you're going to help me.

You do that, these stay between us.

I have a senior colleague who is willing to speak up for me.

-You're lying.

-That young garda one.

-Garda Cleere.

-Got her beaten up and that.

It's over, Sharon.

I won.

Get out, get out!

I'm just trying to help you, your daddy's a paedo!

McGonigle's address?

Sign here.

What kind of man do you think I am?

A paedophile.

We made love, Dad. We had sex.

Get out!

-Dad.

-BANGING ON DOOR

You can't do this!

-NEWSREADER:

-A senior garda sergeant from Red Rock Garda Station

is due to appear this morning

amidst allegations that he defiled a minor.

This charge was made by the DPP six months ago,

but the garda sergeant in question vehemently denies any wrongdoing.

All this follows a Taoiseach investigation last year...

Are you all right, love?

Yeah.

Fine.

How is he?

Still sleeping off the hangover.

-Whatever you decide, I'm behind you, all right?

-Yeah.

-KNOCKING

-Rach?

I'm coming in, Rach, OK?

You OK?

Look, I'm sorry about last night, OK?

Shouldn't have happened.

Hey, you want some breakfast?

Huh? I'll make you whatever you want. What do you want?

You have to eat, sweetheart.

Look, if you're worried about what you're going to say in court...

I know exactly what I'm going to say.

Bath's running for you.

We need to get a move on.

-Who says I'm going?

-You have to.

I don't have to do anything.

Look, OK, last night,

Dad was just worried about you running off with Brian.

I had to tell her.

You need to get up on that stand and tell them what he did to you.

He didn't do anything I didn't want him to.

Should I tell him that?

You want to check on the bath, love, please?

Angela'll be picking us up soon.

Take another deep breath and as you exhale,

feel the energy of pure white light enter your body.

Feel the energy moving through you from the top of your head

right down to the tips of your toes.

Embrace this energy making you feel strong,

protecting you from any negativity.

No going back. Today's the big day,

the day that we get to send down Brian McGonigle.

And the reason that that's happening is because of you.

It's your hard work, the way that you guys have handled yourselves,

the trust, loyalty.

Brian McGonigle, he did his level best to break that.

As if. It's just made us stronger.

So, from Skip and me, we just want to say we're so proud of you.

Every single one of you.

Even you, Paudge.

OK. Any questions?

Yeah, what we going to do about those reporters lurking outside?

String them up. Bloody vultures.

Smile sweetly, be polite, be warm, but tell them nothing.

They're going to want a juicy angle on this.

Let's not give it to them, OK?

Those of you who are coming, get your glad rags on.

Let's do it.

I thought Sharon was supposed to be here.

I'll give her a call.

Yeah. You two are going to be manning the station.

We're not going to court, boss?

No. Did you have your popcorn ready?

You two, canoodling in the back.

Don't worry. We're not going to be there long.

You won't miss much.

Except the once in a lifetime chance to see Brian get

-what's coming to him.

-Thank you, Paudge.

Come on, Kosos. We'll look after the place.

The two amigos.

Yeah, right.

I'm off to pick up the Reids.

Great. You ready for this?

Yeah.

What?

If I can get Rachel out of Liam's grip for five seconds

I'll try to talk to her one last time.

OK, yeah. Worth a try.

How do you really fancy our chances?

That little innocent voice of hers,

the jury's going to swallow anything that she says.

Do you know what you're going to say?

Short, sweet, stick to the facts.

Piece of cake. Bet you're word perfect.

I was just phoning you. Boss wants a word.

Yeah. Um...

You OK?

Yeah, fine.

-We'll get him.

-I know.

No better woman. Just say it as it is

and don't let that solicitor of his get to you.

You show me a one who isn't shy to play dirty

and I'll show you a pig with wings.

A bit of sugar coating there, Paudge?

Just saying.

He's right. You know McGonigle. He'll do anything.

He'll sell his own children if he had to.

Him and his solicitor, they go way back,

so he's going to bring up everything that happened between you and Brian.

-I know.

-The break in... he'll pull no punches.

He's going to make you look like you're...

Brian McGonigle doesn't frighten me any more.

Glad to hear it.

You got him before, Sharon, you'll get him again.

I need to talk to you. Now.

Look at them.

Feeding time at the zoo.

-Scavengers, the lot of them.

-Dad.

-If they so much as print her name...

-They can't.

What's keeping them, anyway? Shouldn't we be in there by now?

We're only 20 minutes late. That's not unusual.

Well, we wouldn't know that, would we?

-Dad, will you calm down?

-I am calm.

Just...the waiting around.

Why don't you get a coffee? It could be a long day.

I'm fine.

Maybe Rachel could do with something. A water.

Ray?

Come on, Dad.

Go on, Liam, get some air. She'll be fine.

Won't be long, OK?

Get you a sandwich or something.

Love you.

Are you going to tell the truth today?

Are you?

Is that an accurate representation of what you've just told me?

Adrijan! Come on. Adrijan. Type this now.

Come on. Yes, hi, this is Detective Inspector Nikki Grogan

of Red Rock Garda Station.

Can you put me directly through to the DPP's office?

Yes. I need to stop a trial.

Hey, it's Brian. You know what to do.

Look at him, swanning around in his shiny suit.

Can smell the halitosis from here.

It's the waiting around that kills you.

Now I know how Seamus felt.

Who?

My cousin. The wedding you didn't go to.

Oh, the one with the missing bride.

She showed up eventually, all right. Just got the date wrong.

It's easily happened.

God, this is really happening, isn't it?

Have you seen him yet?

Mammy.

Egg?

She made me bring them. She'd've come herself given half a chance.

She loves all that daytime courtroom drama.

-Your one who's always giving out, whatserface...

-Erm...

Garda Cleere, isn't it?

You may as well clear off, cos you'll be getting nothing...

What's your obsession with Brian McGonigle?

-Is it true you broke into his home?

-That's it. On your bike.

Answer the question, garda. Did you break into his home?

-Enough.

-Get your hands off me.

Answer the question, garda.

DOOR SLAMS

Try his solicitor again.

-Yeah, it's constantly engaged.

-Well, keep trying.

Yes, boss.

Good luck.

How are you doing?

They could do with putting the heating on.

Ask me when it's over. How are you?

What?

I'm not the only one taking the stand.

-Here.

-What's this?

-A new statement.

-From who?

Mrs Juliet McGonigle.

The DPP just signed off on it.

We're stopping the trial.

-You can't do that.

-Where's Brian McGonigle?

I'd like to give your client the good news personally.

-I'm afraid you can't.

-Oh, yes, we can. Where is he?

-No idea.

-Don't play games with me, Mark.

Honestly, I don't know. I've been ringing him all morning.

He's not answering. I don't know where he is.

He's done a runner?

-Suppose it was always on the cards.

-How do you know?

His solicitor has been trying him all morning.

A bench warrant has been issued for his arrest.

There's going to be no hearing today.

So that's it? He just gets away with it?

No, this is the beginning.

We are going to find him, but we need to talk to Rachel.

-Why?

-We know that they were planning to run away together

and maybe he decided to go alone and she might know where.

She's in the bathroom with Niamh.

Look, can you give her a bit of time at least?

Her head's all over the place with this.

We need to move fast. You do want to find him, don't you?

Of course.

Sarge?

Well, at least the press have gone.

-Off to make someone else's life a misery.

-Yeah.

You know, I wanted to do it, stand up there,

-tell them what he'd done.

-Yeah.

Me too.

They'll never know.

What he really is.

Come on.

-Oi. Oi! You lying little...

-Come on!

-I'm sorry.

-So you said, when you swore to me nothing was going on.

I let you into my home.

-She said she was sorry, OK?

-For what?

For sleeping with my husband? Destroying my family?

I'll tell you what, Liam, she's a conniving, evil little...

OK, let's all take a breath, shall we?

She's the victim here, in case you hadn't noticed!

Oh, you think? You didn't hear her. The nerve of her.

Get in the car, Rachel.

Go home, Jules. You don't want to do this.

Is he in there already, in his fancy new suit?

Why don't we have a chat?

Why? Why didn't you just say no?

-Rachel!

-You came to me.

A simpering wee mess, pleading your innocence.

Well, well done. You had me fooled.

Congratulations.

I hope you'll be very happy together. You deserve him!

I'll tell you what, your mother, she'll be turning in her grave.

Nobody knows. He's gone, Tommy.

If he was going to screw us over this was his day.

It means any credibility he may've had is down the drain.

It's over.

I have to go. OK? Bye.

-Any news?

-No.

He has such a taste for the dramatic, Brian, doesn't he?

It's all about him. Always.

Jules's new statement?

She says Conor and Rachel were together.

-What do you mean, together?

-Together-together.

No.

I mean, not like that. They're friends.

-They work in the cafe.

-Last paragraph.

Why didn't you tell me that Conor was at Brian's last night?

Nothing from the airport?

Ferry terminals are checking all their CCTV now.

-I'll get Brian's phone records.

-Track his car for toll bridges,

credit card records, CCTV within a mile radius of his flat,

including bus cameras, and don't forget hospitals.

-On it.

-Sean, we need to get Jules back in.

-And Conor Tyrell.

-Why?

-Just get him.

-Does Skip know?

-Now, Sean.

-Yeah, I'm doing it.

How do you fancy a bit of breaking and entering?

Let's go, Paudge!

Not exactly tidy towns, is it?

Take nothing at face value.

Left in a hurry, anyways.

Could have been an altercation.

What makes you say that?

The state of the place.

Maybe his wife did the cleaning.

Just saying.

Like your mammy, you mean?

-Could have knocked that over himself.

-Maybe.

He was always dropping things at the station. Cups and that.

How the mighty fell, huh?

Acting like he was king of the world.

The king of illusion.

All fur coat and no knickers.

I mean, who does that woman think she is, mouthing off about Rachel?

About Mum?

For all we know, she helped him do a runner.

I bet she knows exactly where he is.

I doubt it.

Nobody knows what's in that sick mind.

You don't think he'll come back?

What?

She was packing a bag last night.

Who's to say she's not planning on going off with him?

Sean said they've got everyone out looking for him.

They'll find him soon.

Ray.

-Do you know where he is?

-Who?

What about France?

I mean, that's where you were going to go, wasn't it?

He's not coming back for you. He dumped his family, his kids,

so you might as well just tell the guards where he is.

Stop acting like you know the first thing about him.

-He's a liar, whatever he told you.

-Shut up.

-Rach...

-Shut up, the both of you!

She needs to speak to the guards.

You need to keep a hold of this.

Who knows what they're planning?

I don't get it, you said it was over.

-Well, it's not. Where's Conor?

-Ange, what's happened?

He was at the McGonigle house last night.

You knew? Why didn't you say?

He only just told me.

As if we're not in deep enough already.

It's no big deal.

What was he doing there?

I had to do something, all right? He was blackmailing you.

-And I was dealing with it!

-Someone had to tell the truth.

-Yeah, but not you!

-He was trying to do the right thing.

I wanted Rachel to...

Oh, Rachel, Rachel, Rachel!

I never want to hear that girl's name in this house again!

OK, love.

Get dressed.

-They want to question you today.

-What? Why?

When?

Now.

I'm here to escort you to the station.

-What about his fix?

-What do they want to talk to me for?

They want to talk about what happened last night.

What you said, what you did.

Well, I was smashed, I can't remember.

Well, remember this - you and Rachel are friends.

You hear me?

Nothing more. You didn't sleep with her.

That's what I just told my boss

and that's what you're going to confirm, right?

She's underage!

You want to end up in the stand as well, do you?

He's worse than Westlife.

Nothing incriminating?

I found a pair of jocks under the sink,

but apart from that...

Keep looking.

Where do you reckon he's run to?

No point speculating.

I know that, but if you did.

Huh.

No way.

I want every guard available. I want every car available.

-I want the place crawling with plainclothes guards.

-On it.

Unbelievable. Guys, listen up. I want everyone in on this,

and if someone's not out there hunting him,

you let me know because I want to know the reason why.

McGonigle's luck? It's just run out.

Here it comes. Watch.

Well, that's his car, all right.

Heading south. N11.

When was this?

22.44 last night.

Looks like he got cold feet.

Beautiful.

Could be heading to Rosslare.

Do you think he has contacts at the port?

Brian has contacts everywhere.

So we don't know when he left his bedsit?

There's no CCTV where Jules lives or at McGonigle's flat.

Buses don't go down his street, but we're checking

all the bus cameras on the ones that are close by.

Phone records?

Adrijan said an hour.

-Credit cards?

-Nothing so far.

There's still nothing from the ports.

Airports are now out of the question.

If he's in hiding, that could change today.

OK.

Let's put this out to every station from here to Rosslare, and

I want his photo and license plate in every petrol station and shop.

Herbal.

Did Dad send you out here?

We're not the enemy.

Don't let her get to you.

Jules, the stuff about Mum.

Maybe she's right.

She was lashing out.

Mum would hate me for what I've done.

She wouldn't hate you. She loved you to bits.

She didn't know me. Not really.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

It's turned out exactly how everyone wanted it to.

He's gone and I'm never going to see him again.

I'm not going to pretend like I want him back here.

I hope he stays away for good. He's done you a favour.

Yeah, you're right.

At least I don't have to stand up in court.

You're better off without him.

If he tries to contact you...

..you need to tell us.

-No, Niamh, stop, please, OK?

-He's going to come back eventually,

and when he does, he's shown his true colours.

So you need to tell the guards what he did to you.

Everything.

I'll come with you.

In case you need to say anything that you don't want Dad to hear.

Hey, what's going on?

What?

Nothing, we're just... We're just talking.

You were.

I was thinking that I should go to the guards with Rachel.

Oh, I thought Katie was on her own in the Neptune today.

You were going to give her a hand.

Yeah, but I've got more important things to do.

Sure, well, yeah, it's up to Rachel.

Do you want Niamh to go with you?

No. I want you to come with me, Dad.

-Thanks, Niamh, OK?

-Yeah.

See you later.

You OK?

You go on the lash and end up at Brian's house.

I bet he loved seeing you.

What's wrong with a nightclub?

-Yeah, well...

-His wife told us what happened.

How did he seem to you?

Like he wanted to kill me.

What did he do?

Kicked me out.

And after? Did you see where he went?

Yeah. He just went back inside.

No broken bones. Brian can handle himself -

you've had a lucky escape.

You barge into his house, blow his whole story.

-Are you mad?

-Yeah, well, I did it for Rachel.

Did you now?

And I thought Mrs McGonigle should know too.

Know what exactly?

Brian pushed him about. Bit of argy-bargy.

Pretty much went down like Jules said.

How'd he seem?

Jumpy.

So, Brian had Rachel say that she'd lied,

and he had Jules onside.

Until Conor Tyrell screwed it all up for him.

Yeah, but he was aching to get back into uniform.

And he gave up the chance to get one over on us.

Could have got a stretch inside. No guard's going to risk that,

not one with their head screwed on.

What would you do?

Run, and never stop running.

-Get Jules back in.

-She's next on the list.

How did it go with Conor?

Fine, yeah.

Limerick General. White male.

Brought in unconscious last night.

Thanks. Go ahead.

Yeah, white male. Mid to late forties.

Approximately six foot.

All right. Thanks for your time.

Guy got a bit of a battering. In a bad way.

Could be Brian.

You said that he was texted several times.

Do you remember when the first text came in?

I don't. Um, there were a few.

He seemed distracted.

I thought he was worried about the trial.

And how many texts in all would you say?

Four, five. I can't be sure.

And you have no idea where he might be?

Disneyland.

He promised he was going to take the girls.

You should have seen their faces.

I haven't seen them that happy since...

SHE WHIMPERS

How are the girls doing?

I'm sorry. I know this is difficult.

We just want to make sure we haven't overlooked anything.

Jules, if we know who sent those texts

-we might know where Brian's gone.

-You know who sent the texts.

Rachel Reid?

How do you know it was her?

He couldn't show them to me.

We will check Brian's phone.

Which one?

He had two.

-Two?

-Why didn't you mention this before?

I don't know, um...

-Well, you know now, don't you?

-Yeah.

You have no new voice messages.

-KNOCKING

-Rach?

-Ready?

-Mm.

Coffee and a sandwich, paid for on his card today.

Where?

Before you ask, they have security cameras.

-So what are you still doing here?

-I'm not supposed...

Call me soon as you get there.

Right.

Where's Conor?

Gone for a coffee. He's still hanging.

Serves him right.

The interview didn't help. Did they say anything?

No, they're hardly going to tell me anything.

Nothing?

So much for mates.

-It's just procedure, Tommy.

-You work with them.

Please...

Bet he won't be going gargling again any time soon.

Wouldn't mind falling into a bottle myself.

What happens when they find him?

We deny everything.

He has pictures, Tommy. He'll have kept copies.

We'll cross that bridge, OK?

We're going to get through this.

We're nearly through it already. Trust me.

Trust Conor.

Thanks.

I have to go back inside. The Reids are here.

I answered like you said I should.

Told him me and Rachel were just mates.

But will she say the same?

Hey.

We're going to be OK, you hear me?

Come on.

McGonigle's phone records. Well, one of them.

Oh, and that guy from Limerick...

What, false alarm?

As if it'd be that simple. Right, anything on his debit cards?

Adrijan's on the way to the coffee shop.

Rory sent him.

-Right. OK, are these the last three numbers he called?

-Mm-hmm.

-Shall I?

-Go for it.

It's like Russian Roulette.

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Hello?

Nikki won't be long.

I won't be in trouble for lying, will I?

No.

Of course not.

You're the victim here, Rach.

Never forget that.

Can I get you something?

A glass of water, maybe?

That'd be great, thanks, Sean.

Don't worry, it's going to be fine.

She's not going to believe me.

Listen, you just tell her the truth about you and Brian, OK?

Everything he did, everything he said, everything he promised.

You remember what Sean just said, OK?

You're the victim here, Rachel. You.

-No, he called me, I didn't call him.

-Why?

-I don't know.

-What did he say?

Nothing much. I didn't give him a chance.

Why didn't you mention this?

You know what he's like.

He was trying to worm his way in. I wasn't going to let that happen.

You should have said.

I haven't done anything wrong.

Withholding information on a missing person.

He wasn't missing at the time.

You were a witness in his trial.

I wasn't thinking.

Obviously.

Do you know what kind of position you've put me in?

You and Brian, you worked together a long time.

-You were friends once.

-You think I helped him?

What should I think? You don't tell me!

I told you, it wasn't...

Come on. First Conor and now this?

No, I knew nothing about Conor.

Brian calls you the night he absconds.

On the night that he was running, he calls you.

Is there anything else you're not telling me?

Nikki...

-Things are just a bit...

-DOOR OPENS

Sorry for interrupting, but Liam and Rachel are waiting for you.

Go on.

Is there nothing else that you want to say to me?

No.

-Adrijan is over at the cafe now.

-You know he's on desk duty.

-We were short staffed.

-Next time, you run it by me.

Anything happens, you interrupt us.

-Ready?

-Are you sure you want me in there?

You're her liaison officer. She's friends with your son.

You've built up trust. Those texts that Jules talked about,

they're not on McGonigle's phone records.

Neither is Rachel's phone number,

so she was obviously texting a second phone.

-That's what we're looking for. OK?

-Nikki...

Just save it.

And that was the last time I saw him.

-Can I get you a tissue?

-No, I'm not crying.

You loved him. You put your faith in him.

The hotel photos on your laptop, your bag -

you were going to France, weren't you?

But he let you down.

So the recant was a lie?

I already said.

You were in an active relationship.

Yeah. She's told you all this.

He loves you. He told you that, didn't he?

Yeah, he told her a lot of things.

What did you put in your texts?

What texts?

He was with his wife, Rachel, when you were texting him last night.

I don't know what you are talking about.

He had a second phone, Rachel. Someone was texting him.

-Rach?

-It wasn't me.

A burner, a pay as you go.

Is that how he contacted you?

No.

I'm going to need to see your phone, Rachel.

Now just your call logs, your text messages, that's all.

Give me good news, Adrijan.

-It's not Brian, I checked the CCTV.

-I asked for good news.

He's a homeless guy - found McGonigle's wallet, took the cash,

took the card, dumped the rest.

So how did he use the card?

It's a touch and go machine.

Anything under 30 euro doesn't need a pin.

So Brian's helping the homeless now? First time for everything.

Keep looking. We're missing something here.

PHONE CHIMES

Told you. I wasn't texting him.

How did you communicate with Brian?

-I met up with him.

-And how did you arrange that?

I just went to his.

Well, that's a bit risky. Jules might have been there.

Sorry, is this an interrogation or something?

-She never was.

-Rach, hold on.

Look, we came here in good faith, OK?

She's already told you everything she knows.

Have you, Rachel, told us everything?

-Maybe he went to France.

-Rach!

More lies, Rachel?

He was setting up a place for us.

We were going to live there.

Were?

Still are.

You think he's coming back for you?

Yeah, he is.

When? Has he been in touch?

You just going to wait around till he clicks his fingers for you?

Hey, OK. Hold on.

How long are you willing to wait?

As long as it takes. I'll be 17 soon.

-It's legal.

-Rach, stop, now.

And how is he going to tell you that he's coming?

How will he communicate that date with you?

He left you, Rachel. He left you. He's a wanted man.

If you have anything to do with him,

you're going to spend your whole life on the run.

Do you want to spend your whole life looking over your shoulder?

He left his daughters.

If he's coming back for anyone, he's coming back for them,

not you.

Do you have a second phone, Rachel?

You'll never find him.

Why would you say that?

Because he has a fake passport.

-Gavin who?

-McDonald.

It's Irish, very likely travelling to France. Gavin McDonald.

Adrijan, put that name on Pulse now.

I want that name out there now. Airports, ferry terminals, Interpol.

Tea, please.

On the hard stuff, then?

I've to go back to work.

So what's the emergency?

I had more missed calls off you than I get off my missus.

McGonigle.

Paedo-man?

You seen him?

What's it to you?

Just answer the question.

You are not in your interrogation room now, pig boy.

-You watch your mouth.

-I'm shaking.

After you left the station, did you do anything?

Yeah. I laughed my hole off for about ten minutes,

does that count?

Did you go after McGonigle?

What's it to you if I did? Oh, yeah.

You gave me his address, didn't you?

Just answer the bloody question.

Relax the kax there, will you?

He's gone missing. No show at court.

And you think that I...?

Listen, if I did him, the whole world would know about it.

Believe me, cos I'd be wearing his scalp around my neck like a trophy.

So nothing happened.

Mind your tea doesn't get cold there.

How'd it go with the Reids?

I don't know whether to hate that girl or feel sorry for her.

Liam has his hands full.

We should form a club.

What is it? She say something about Conor?

Come on, Ange.

They found Brian's phone records.

Guess who was one of the last people he called.

No.

His one last attempt at blackmail.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

I should've told Nikki everything.

What?

I was half a second from spilling my guts -

Brian, Conor, drugs... the whole thing.

She's my friend.

One of my best friends.

No, no, no, no, no. You listen to me.

You say nothing. Do you understand me?

Nothing.

Dad, stop, please! I don't have another phone.

You promise me, Rachel. You promise me!

Yeah, I swear. I swear on Mum's life.