Episode 24 Red Rock

Conor James Tyrell, you are charged that on the 12th of April 2016,

at the Pipes in Red Rock, you did murder Brian McGonigle.

What's this in aid of?

Being a great mum. Do you like it?

I love it.

Brian was using Conor to blackmail his mum.

It was all about the trial, not you.

-Where is he now?

-In prison.

Conor's in prison, and it's our fault.

-OK, OK, so...

-I'm going to tell the truth.

Hey!

-Hey! Hello?

-RINGING BELL

Hello?

Hey!

Hey!

Back off.

Rachel, there's a queue.

I want to speak to Nikki.

Rachel.

I'm sorry, Sharon, she's...

She's what? She's what? She's drunk? She's mental?

What are you going to say?

Here, just get me her, now.

You need to calm down.

Yeah, you're being a bit hysterical.

RINGS BELL Come on.

And stop doing that.

-Make me.

-Rachel!

-RINGS BELL

-Just get me Nikki, please.

DOOR LOCK BUZZING

You don't have to shout.

I just want to speak to Nikki.

Do you want to come this way?

I think I should come as well.

Just you.

How old are you, David?

I do wonder whether it was really worth paying for your education.

I told you we were having fish for starters.

Where do the fish knives go?

Swap.

Thank you.

Uh-ah, there's a smear.

-So?

-So you do it again.

Mum, it's Michael.

He's been drinking out of a plastic beaker for...

-Just do it, OK!

-Stop.

I think we owe him that much.

-You certainly do.

-You could put tarpaulin on the floor,

pour spaghetti on it and tell him to dive in it, he'd be happy.

I want things to be right.

-What if he's changed? What if he's...

-You've seen him!

You visit him every week.

But you can't tell, can you? Not from a visit.

Mum, he's fine.

There's no issues with Michael.

-I promise.

-I want this family to be perfect.

Clean the glass.

HE SIGHS

Excuse me, where are you going?

To bring something to Katie for Luke.

He is family, too.

-See you later.

-See you.

Lads, sit down.

Now, shouldn't be much longer.

Sit, I said!

I need to see her, Sharon, OK? I have to talk to her.

See the face on Rachel Reid?

Something's brewing there, I'm tellin' ya.

CAN I TALK TO MY DAUGHTER, PLEASE?

-OK, maybe if you told us what it was about?

-No!

Look, it's personal, OK?

Between her and the boss?

Look, you know what she's been going through, yeah?

She hasn't been sleeping, and...

All a bit much?

Do you want a coffee?

Paudge?

A coffee.

All right.

OK, look. Just let her talk to the boss.

Maybe getting whatever it is off her chest will do her good.

BANGING TOY ON WALL

SIREN WAILS

What do you think?

Niamh?

Yeah, no, it's grand.

You don't like it?

-Sorry. It's just....

-What?

Dad and Rachel. They're over there.

Why?

Conor's been charged.

Charged? With what?

Killing Brian McGonigle.

Conor who worked here, Conor?

They have evidence.

And what's that got to do with Rachel?

She's blaming herself. Don't ask.

SQUEALING AND LAUGHING

So...

What's wrong?

You seem a little upset.

Can I get you something?

Water?

Tea?

What's happened, Rachel?

SHE SIGHS

FIRE ALARM WAILS

We have to go.

Is my daughter OK?

I'm sure she's fine. It's probably just a false alarm.

Have to be on the safe side.

Did you check the rota?

-You what?

-Is that why you set off the alarm?

I'm insulted. I haven't done that since I was in school.

Did anyone see anything?

No.

Those kids were messing around.

Yeah, they were.

Dad?

ALARM CONTINUES RINGING, SOMEWHAT MUFFLED

That's some racket, isn't it?

Probably someone smoking in the cell.

-I brought you this.

-Oh, yeah, thanks. I was going to ask.

Nice top. Is it new?

-Do you know what?

-What?

Sometimes I'm unnecessarily horrible to you.

Luke's got a jab at the doctor's later. Fancy joining?

HIS PHONE RINGS

Mum?

I'm in the cafe.

Mum, will you calm down?

Hold on, hold on a sec. When is it?

Half an hour. Ma's on her way with him.

Yeah.

Look, Mum, something's come up with Luke.

Something's come up with Luke - I have to go.

I'll call you back.

OK.

What's she giving you grief about this time?

-HE SIGHS

-Nothing.

So, doctors. Injections. Crying.

Sounds fun.

Listen, when I told you about Conor,

and all the evidence against him,

I didn't do it to upset you.

No, I'm glad you told me.

FIRE ALARM STOPS

Rachel. Rachel.

Listen, please don't do this. OK?

OK? Think about your future, think about Niamh.

You'll destroy everything...

-It's too late.

-What?

What? What are you talking about?

Everything OK?

Yeah.

All right. Come on, Rachel.

Do you like that?

Do you like that, Lukey?

-You're going to make him sick.

-What's up there?

No, I'm not, he loves it.

David.

Mum.

We should be going.

Yeah, look.

Yeah, we still have things to buy for the dinner party.

I know, but I have to bring Luke to the doctors.

-And we'll do it after.

-Is he OK?

Yeah. He's just getting an injection.

Well I'm sure Katie can manage. Come on. We need to go.

Where you going?

We have to go pick up Michael.

Now, David.

Mum, we don't all need to go.

Is that your choice?

Yeah.

Fine.

So Michael's getting out early?

Yeah.

-I WAS going to tell you.

-Right.

OK, we need to go.

GATE ALARM BEEPING

Where is he?

Michael or David?

David knows this is important.

So's his son.

-He's got responsibilities now, Mum.

-I know.

I know.

A lot's changed since Michael went inside.

I know.

Right.

Where were we?

Take your time.

None of this is fair.

What's not fair?

He didn't do it.

Who?

Conor.

He didn't kill Brian.

What do you mean, he didn't kill Brian?

What do you know?

Is there something?

Look, you can tell me.

Cos maybe I can help.

I am worried about you, Rachel.

And I know your dad is, too.

Is this about your dad?

Cos he did not seem happy that you were here.

-I should go.

-Is it something that your dad did?

No, my dad didn't do anything!

I'm...

I'm sorry. I, erm...

I just wanted to come in and say that

I didn't think that Conor was guilty.

Why would your dad object to that?

It's my fault.

If it wasn't for me, Conor wouldn't be involved.

And no-one would be thinking it was him.

He's... He's kind and he's gentle.

Many a murderer loved their mother.

Yeah.

Well, I just...thought someone should say something.

Stand up for him.

OK.

I understand.

Come on.

Let's get you home.

GATE ALARM BEEPING

Hey.

HE SIGHS

Come on. Let's get you home.

Thank you.

DOOR BUZZES

I'm the cleaning lady, now.

Little scumbag.

He'll be here again, no doubt.

-In cuffs the next time.

-DOOR BUZZES

It's fine, Dad, I'm OK.

I just wanted to do something.

-Speak up for him.

-DOOR BUZZES

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

It's fine, it's OK.

Thank you.

Come on.

She just came in to give Conor a glowing reference.

Well, that's nice.

At least someone believes in him.

So, welcome home.

-Thought you might be hungry.

-Thanks.

Oh, let me take your coat.

CORK POPS

Wahey! We were going to cook you porridge.

It's great to have you back, bro. Sorry I couldn't be at the gate.

I was just getting you this.

How are you holding up?

How about you?

I'm as big as a house and my feet are swollen.

Here you are.

-Thanks.

-Thanks.

You look great and that's not what I meant.

Sure I've got you back now, haven't I?

-Here you are.

-Ah!

To Michael.

-To Michael.

-To Michael.

Cheers. Welcome home.

I'm sorry, Dad.

You pull a trick like that again, OK,

you're just going to draw attention to us.

-I know.

-We need to keep it together,

otherwise they WILL think we're trying to hide something.

DOOR OPENS

-You sure you didn't say anything? Are you SURE?

-Yes.

Hi.

I just wanted to see if you were OK.

We're fine.

And, um, I wanted to thank you for speaking up for Conor.

I really appreciate it.

-Yeah, no problem.

-The least he deserves.

It must be a difficult time for you.

Yeah, I won't lie.

But it's the small things, you know.

People saying nice things about him.

What you did, Rachel,

it makes all the difference.

-So thank you.

-Thanks.

-Erm, I have to go.

-OK.

Listen, um...

..could you write Conor a reference, a character reference?

I'm going to ask his lecturers too.

We're trying to build up a picture for the trial.

Yeah.

No problem.

He's a great kid.

You're not giving up, then.

I know Conor, the way you know Rachel.

Parents just know, don't they?

I know he didn't do it.

Sure.

You know.

You'd do anything to protect your kids, wouldn't you?

Just give me a minute.

Yeah.

I wanted to explain about Rachel earlier.

We miss you, Conor.

We all do.

-PHONE LOUDSPEAKER:

-I miss you too.

-How is she?

-Fine. Now.

Not earlier, obviously, but...

Rachel spoke up for you.

She even went in to see Nikki.

-PHONE LOUDSPEAKER:

-Oh, right, that was nice.

Liam?

Conor and Rachel were more than friends. They were a couple.

-For how long?

-A bit. I don't know.

Not long,

but long enough for him to form an attachment to her.

And Liam spoke up for you. He's going to give you a reference.

-PHONE LOUDSPEAKER:

-OK, that's good.

Did Angela know?

-Tommy?

-I don't know.

OK, and then they just split up?

-Yeah.

-When Brian came back?

I asked Angela and she denied it.

I asked Conor. He denied it too.

We know you didn't kill Brian.

We'll be a family again.

I promise you.

Soon.

Look, I just thought you needed to know, you know,

given what happened earlier.

I didn't want to say anything, but, Rachel, that's why she was so upset.

Look, I'm sorry. I hope it's OK. I hope I've done the right thing.

You do know what you're saying, don't you?

Brian was blackmailing the Tyrells.

So this just adds to Conor's motive.

Dad?

Dad?

You're up early.

Got things to do.

What things?

-Hiya.

-Hey.

I got eggs. I got bacon.

I got croissants.

-Waffles!

-Waffles?

-Are you going?

-Yeah.

-Ah.

-Breakfast.

-Waffles!

-I'm not hungry.

-We never have waffles.

-What's your hurry?

I just want to head to the office.

What are you up to, David?

The Pier and then go and seeing Lukey.

Right, with Katie?

Yeah.

How is he?

Yeah, he's great.

I'd love to see him.

I know it's complicated, but...

..you know, fresh start.

Yeah...

fresh start.

-Right, Mum, I should get going.

-Are you sure?

-I got plans.

-Great.

It will be.

So how did you sleep?

Me? Fine.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Yeah?

Good luck.

-Boss. Rory.

-Hey, skip.

Take a seat.

You know why I wanted to see you, don't you?

Well, I know it can't be good if you have to ask.

Conor and Rachel. They were together, weren't they?

-It's me, Angela.

-Yeah.

Yeah, they were, briefly.

OK, so when I asked you, why did you say that they weren't?

-You know what that looks like, don't you?

-That I lied.

No, I'm not saying that.

She dumps Conor for Brian.

-That doesn't make him a murderer.

-Of course.

-But it's a how a lawyer makes it sound.

-I know.

-OK.

So you and I both know that every conviction is

built on the strength of the story

-and right now this is looking like...

-A very good story.

Liam came to see me.

He's trying to help his daughter.

I have to go to the DPP with this, you know that?

I'm sorry. I have to follow where the evidence leads me.

And I have to follow my heart.

Yeah.

So what would you do?

He's my son.

What choice do I have?

What choice do you?

That's what's so awful about it.

If I was you, I'd arrest him too.

How are you getting on?

Good, yeah. Strange, but good.

You don't have to dive straight in, you know.

There's a lot to get your head around.

Maybe you should take some time off.

-Re-adjust. Have some fun.

-Have some fun?

Maybe travel. Visit Simon in Australia?

If you'd fancy that, I'd happily pay.

All the time I was inside,

I just kept thinking I have got to do something with my life.

I get that, Michael, but...

If I went to Australia, I'd just spend a year feeling guilty.

I messed up.

I want to put it right, not have a holiday.

Right.

That's why I'm so grateful to you, you know?

What for?

What you did, promising me this place,

I can't tell you how grateful I am.

It's what got me through.

DOORBELL RINGS

Hi, Liam.

Hey. Come in, come in.

I have it for you, the reference.

Hi, Rachel.

Listen, Nikki told me you spoke to her about Conor and Rachel.

-Yeah. I, er...

-What about?

-I just explained to them what was going on.

-What did you say?

-He said you were a couple.

-Why?

You went over there crying your eyes out, sweetheart.

I just tried to let them know how you were feeling.

What does that make them think about Conor?

It doesn't look great.

I'm sorry.

I've made things worse, haven't I?

-I did write him a really nice reference.

-Dad.

It's your dad's job to look after you, Rachel.

Thanks for the reference.

What the hell were you thinking? You know what that will do to Conor?

-I have to save you.

-I don't need saving.

-Really?

You charge up to the guards like that, it's not going to take

a genius to figure you might be guilty about something.

So you want an innocent man to be locked up?

If it's a choice between that and my own daughter, yeah.

-You're a monster.

-Am I?

If I'm a monster, who made me one?

You have no idea, do you, what I had to do?

-What are you talking about?

-With him!

With Brian's body. What I did.

How'd it go?

The means is the wheel brace.

The motive is jealousy over Rachel and Brian's attempted blackmail.

The opportunity? The fight they said they had at the Pipes.

That's not enough.

Believe me, it is.

All any jury wants is a story.

So what are we going to do?

I wish I knew.

You see, every time I close my eyes, Rachel, all I can see is him...

..lying there. All that blood.

Dad...

You know how hard it is to get a man's body into the boot of a car?

Do you?

It's like it doesn't want to go in there.

You have to twist it.

Shove it, ram it, jam it in there like a lump of raw meat!

Driving him to the water,

that's when I was sure someone was going to see me.

And I smelled the sea air

and I flopped him back out of the boot again

and this time when I was dragging him, he felt different.

This thing, seeping into me.

I flopped him over the wall and I heard the splash and it was relief.

But you know what, sweetheart?

If you said to me right now, "Dad, would you do it again?

"Would you go through that whole night again?"

I would.

Because you're mine.

You're my flesh and blood.

If that makes me a monster, then...

But, sweetheart, I need you to let me know what I did was worth it.

Where are you going?

-I'm sorry...

-Yeah.

-..for yesterday. He's my brother.

Yeah. Well, I lost one of mine.

I'll get you a coffee.

-How's Luke, after his jab?

-He's still in bad form.

-What are you doing?

-I'm making a coffee.

-For who?

-For David.

-Paid?

-No, not yet.

2.50, yeah?

-Jeez, he's moodier than you are.

-I have a reason.

I'm sorry. Really. It was my brother's first day out.

And I just don't want him to come between us.

Do you want to know something? I've been dreading him coming out.

-I thought you wanted to see him.

-I do. But...

I want you and Luke more.

And I just don't want him to push you away. And he is.

Drink your coffee.

-Did you say something to my dad?

-No.

He's in a right mood.

Families, eh?

Will you be at yours later? With Michael?

-I guess so.

-Right.

I'll bring Luke over.

-RAPPING AT WINDOW

-Niamh!

Have you seen the state of the place?

-It's a pigsty. Sort it, will you?

-Dad...

Just do it, OK?

SHE BANGS CUP ON TABLE

Look, I'm sorry to do this to you, Flynn. You're just too expensive.

Yeah. All right. Thanks.

PHONE SLAMS DOWN

Highland Tyres? We go back 15 years.

Which makes it even harder to let them go.

Right, I'm off. Won't be long.

-Hey.

-How are you getting on?

-He's doing well, aren't you, love?

-Four hours in, and we're already up on the day, so...

-Great.

Mum, we need to sort a new contract.

-What for?

-For me.

The new CEO!

-SHE SCOFFS

-Right.

When are you going to tell him?

When he's less manic.

-He misunderstood, that's all.

-That's one hell of a misunderstanding.

-I told him the business would be his...

-Exactly.

-..when I retire.

That will have been the small print, then, because

-I don't remember you saying that.

-I never specified a timescale.

Are you going to screw over your own son?

-I am not screwing him over, Claire!

-Try telling him that.

-Oh, that's wrong.

-What?

-Those eggs are poached. It's wrong.

-That's what you asked me for, OK?

Fried.

Dad?

-It was fried, wasn't it, your eggs?

-Dad?

Liam, it's grand, I can do it.

What? I can't? Look, this is my cafe, OK?

-I wasn't saying that.

-I didn't... No! You know what? You know what?

-Get out.

-Dad!

Actually, everybody out! Come on. Chop, chop. Get out.

Ladies, up, out. Come on, let's go. You, out.

-DOOR BELL RINGS

-We're closed. Bye-bye. Go.

Yeah, you, too. Come on. Here, I'll help you.

-Here's your bag. Go on. Go.

-DOOR SLAMS

Leave it with me. I'll sort it.

Flynn! You know me.

SHE LAUGHS

Absolutely. Yeah. Speak soon. Bye. Bye.

How did it go?

Good, yeah.

If we can get another artic, there's a Cork run in the offing.

How do we do that?

We invest. Like you have in me.

SHE LAUGHS

-How's it going?

-He's doing great.

Well, Katie's coming round, with Luke.

Today?

Yeah.

That's big of her.

Yeah. It's huge.

Great. I should be home around...seven.

Isn't it a bit soon for this? They can't be happy you're out early.

-HE SIGHS

-Well, it was...

actually her idea.

Right.

See? New start.

-Dad! What is wrong?

-What's going on?

Dad went mental in the cafe. I'm surprised he's not up for assault.

-He's just under pressure, Niamh.

-From what?

Oh, just butt out, Niamh, will you?

-You're a mess.

-Yeah. And?

-Niamh, he's OK.

-Are you serious?

Come on, there is something going on between you two.

What aren't you telling me?

-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm just really, really tired.

-Tired?

This isn't tired, it's psychotic.

We have a mortgage to pay, remember? This cafe has to work.

And it's not going to work if you're throwing out customers.

It's not his fault, it's mine.

Right?

I did something.

-Ra...

-Dad, would you just shut up and let her speak?

Brian used me. And I thought he loved me, but he didn't.

So, who did I blame?

The one man who really did love me.

And now, I've messed up this family, and...

I'm just so sorry.

-Here you go, guys.

-Thanks.

Good day?

-Yeah. Good. Got a lot done.

-Good.

You know, some of those systems she's using are really prehistoric,

-cross-referencing tachies with...

-DOOR BELL

That'll be her.

DOOR CLOSES IN BACKGROUND

Hiya.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Can I get you something?

-Um, yeah. Half a glass would be great, thanks.

-Sure.

Hiya, Luke. How's it going?

BABY GURGLES

Can I hold him?

OK.

BABY SQUEALS

Ah, he's gorgeous!

-You're doing a great job, Katie. Fantastic.

-Thanks.

He's the head off you, Dave. Do you think he could run a business?

I've got plans, down at Harbour Haulage.

Even today, amazing deal, we're going to take over Dublin.

Michael.

-Uncle Michael, huh?

-BABY WHINES

Is that OK?

-Can I have him back, please?

-Katie.

-BABY CRIES

-Yes, sorry.

Sorry, I...

I know you mean well, Michael.

I know you've done your time.

It's just, you know, Darren...

Darren never gets to be called Uncle Darren.

You understand that, do you?

DOOR CLOSES IN BACKGROUND

Ah! I see the party has started.

-Yeah, I'm just going.

-Oh?

It's just going to take a bit of time.

DARREN SIGHS

-Where are you going?

-To see if she's OK.

Michael. It might feel good for Katie to forgive you,

-but you don't need it.

-But I do.

I rushed you. I just wanted everything to be OK for Michael.

-And what about me?

-You said you could handle it.

Yeah, I thought I could, but I can't. I'm sorry.

You don't have to apologise. Katie, with a bit of time...

I don't think so, David.

He's always going to be at yours, isn't he?

I'm always at your house. with your folks and Keith.

They're not exactly the biggest fans of mine.

This is completely different, and you know it.

I know.

So, what are you saying?

We can never be a family together?

Because I couldn't do that.

Me, you and Luke, that was starting to work again, wasn't it?

Yeah, it was.

Let's get a place of our own. Just the three of us.

I made it strong.

What you said... Thank you.

I've done everything wrong.

This is bad, isn't it?

I think there might be only one way to sort this out, sweetheart.

I think we have to go to the guards.

What?

Confess.

-No, we can't.

-You were right.

You were right, I am a monster. I shouldn't have said any of that.

-You didn't need to hear any of that.

-But I did.

I shouldn't have went to the guards. It was crazy.

I just wanted to make myself feel better about Conor and,

you know, just take away some of the guilt.

So, what do we do?

From now on, no more slip-ups, OK?

I'll support you 100%. We'll get through this.