Episode 25 Red Rock

So, Michael's getting out early.

-No further action.

-Then why the long face?

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

Oh? Ooh!

What?

There's something you're not telling me.

Can't live here forever.

Have to start climbing that property ladder.

I asked Katie to move in with me.

Why would you do that?

You already get to see Luke.

Yeah, three times a week. Everything on a schedule. Part-time parenting.

It's not enough, Mum. It's not right.

-We should live together, the three of us.

-David...

-Mum, I'm still crazy about her.

-Oh, don't be stupid.

He's an adult. He can do what he likes.

What?

You can't tell us what to do. Doesn't work any more.

-Let him go ahead and hang himself.

-Fine.

Have it your way. See what happens.

Thanks, Mike. What are you up to?

Look, we need to find a way to move on from what happened.

Well, you've changed.

Everyone deserves to be happy, don't they?

-Did God call while you were inside?

-HE LAUGHS

No.

It's her family.

They're a nightmare.

-We did give them a good reason.

-I know.

But even if I get Katie on our side...

it's the rest of them.

-You still love her?

-Yeah.

Dunlin Avenue. Group of minors.

Anti-social behaviour. Believed to be intoxicated.

Seriously?

Problem?

It's not exactly Mission: Impossible, is it?

It may not be booze. It could be...

Sharon.

I take it you're smiling on the inside.

Well, it's a bunch of kids being a bit boisterous.

-Is that all we're worth?

-It's going to be a good day, then.

Maybe she thinks that's all we're fit for.

You're looking down the wrong end of the periscope here.

It's an easy gig, low-risk. Kill a couple of hours.

Maybe even get a good deal.

On what?

Well, if someone is selling booze to the kids...

pick up a couple bottles of peach schnapps.

For Mammy, like.

-You know what? The wrong person is depressed here.

-What do you mean?

I THINK I'm useless. You actually are.

Hi!

PHONE RINGS

-You're going to have to talk to him at some point.

-Who?

Well, who else would send you 12 messages?

That's been buzzing like a fly.

It's an old friend from Kerry.

Who fathered your child?

-What's the matter? What happened?

-Nothing.

-He asked me to move in with him.

-And?

-It's...

-What? It's complicated? What relationship isn't?

We're not having this conversation.

What are you doing?

You're meeting David at four o'clock.

You're not going to solve it by ignoring it.

If he wants to move things on and you don't, tell him.

Here you are. I made it milky. Don't mind, do you?

No. Milky's...fine.

So, what brings you here?

I wanted to see your dad.

Oh, he's not in at the moment, sorry.

Right. Katie?

What's wrong with me?

-Nothing, but...

-It's not me tea, is it?

-No, no, it's fine.

-You're sure?

It's not, like... It's not too hot or anything, is it?

Wouldn't want you to scald the mouth off yourself.

You know, our Darren, he used to like it milky.

"One sugar, loads of milk," he'd shout in at me.

Sitting there, on his arse on that sofa.

And you know what? Like you, he never said thanks, either.

I should go.

What's the matter?

Don't like your tea?

No, no, it's fine.

Lovely. Thanks.

So drink it, then.

We heard you were out.

Yeah, popped a cork and all for you.

So what's it you want, then?

Now that I'm out, I'm...

..hoping...

..somehow we can find a way to move on.

Let me tell you something.

We let your brother see little Lukey.

We don't like it.

But there you are.

Line drawn.

Don't you dare go around, spoutin' out of you

with your little peace pipe.

You're lucky I don't rip your head off.

You finished?

-Yeah.

-It's amazing what you can, er...

strain through a nappy, isn't it?

If you ever come here again,

I'm going to kill you.

-Hiya.

-It was Niamh.

Could have stood me up.

-Now, shut your eyes.

-What?

Shut your eyes.

No peekin'.

Give me your hand.

The garden is the size of a stamp, but look...

it's a starter home for me, you and Luke.

Things are fine as they are.

Really?

-Just come see it with me.

-No.

You know, I don't even want to be with you.

I'm just stuck with you because we have a child.

I don't believe that.

I don't care if you don't believe me.

Just think...

Just look what we could have.

It will never work.

Your brother killed my brother.

He hasn't even done a year, and he's out.

Seeing him the other day with Luke... It should've been Darren.

No.

Keep it.

Heads or tails?

Suit yourself.

So, lads, didn't get my invite to the party.

Sharon.

-Little toerag!

-Are you OK?

I'm fine. I'm all right, I'm OK.

I can stand on me own two feet.

Are you mad?

You went around to the Kielys'?

-I thought that if I went and had...

-What?

What were you thinking?

You may as well have gone around to the Kielys'

and threw a petrol bomb through the front window.

I was only trying to help.

-Make the peace.

-Yeah, well, don't.

-It's because of you...

-Cos of me?

-Because of me what?

-Katie.

I've been trying so hard to get her back.

And you know why she won't? Because of you.

Wow.

Selective memory, bro?

I wasn't the only one there, remember?

I've spent the better part of a year with my back to the wall

while you swanned about playing good daddy.

"Thanks, Mike."

You're welcome, bro.

You need to grow a pair.

Mine's a double...

if you're asking.

-OK, once more. Name?

-No comment.

-Age?

-No comment.

-Is this all your alcohol?

-No comment.

Were you selling it to those kids?

Because by the looks of you, you've put a fair bit of it away yourself.

I've a Pioneer pin, I'll have you know.

I'd say you lost that a long time ago.

Right, and how do you plead to assault?

Police harassment. I'm protecting meself.

I know what you're after.

You're all right there.

Same as the last fella.

Here. I paid yous already last week.

-Paid who?

-One of you lot.

Let's get this straight...

Did you pay off a guard to look the other way?

I can throw in a few bottles if you like?

I'm sorry.

I should've at least written.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you.

You didn't think to call or...?

I thought you might not answer.

Or maybe you got stood up...

..had a free night, wondered what mug would buy you a drink.

Michael! Michael!

His head's not in the right space.

Yeah. I got that.

Can I get you anything?

Nah. Nothing. Thanks.

You're all right.

-Come on, Sharon.

-Yeah, been there, done that, I'm not doing it again.

-Well, we can't do nothing.

-Yeah, here comes Cleere, the Garda slayer!

Don't think so.

I know I'm one to talk, but an officer took a bribe.

And we have to tell Skip.

Tell me what?

PHONE VIBRATES

Hello? Hi. It's Michael.

We need to talk.

TV PLAYING

What's this for?

Going through my stuff now?

-It was hanging out of your jacket.

-It's from David.

Is his ma paying for it?

Let him out of her sight?

She's probably still breast-feeding him.

He asked me to move in with him.

And you told him where to go?

-Katie?

-Yeah. Of course I did.

What?

Am I flying half mast?

Here. Half-a-brain wants to play happy family.

-When did all this happen?

-Today.

-And you never said anything?

-You know now.

-It's all right. She said no.

-Too right.

You can't.

-You know that, love. This is your home.

-Yeah, I know, Da.

KNOCKING

Oh, for the love of God.

Yeah, we're closed!

MORE KNOCKING

LOUD KNOCKING

Who is it?

I lost my wallet.

Right. I'll check behind the bar.

Got it.

-Brilliant.

-Sorry.

It's fine.

Go on.

I hate drinking alone.

Don't blame yourself.

You're not the only one he's mad at.

I should have at least written.

I've been calling him all day.

He just... He won't pick up.

His loss.

Slainte.

So...

What's this all about, then?

I really didn't mean to upset your wife.

That wasn't my intention when I called around.

You were in my home?

When?

They didn't tell you?

-No.

-This afternoon.

Why?

Because I want peace.

They won't listen to me.

And I get it, I do.

But we have to stop this.

Where has it got us? Me, prison. Darren...

I know what happened to Darren.

And I know who did it.

You know how sorry I am.

But we have to move on.

-For Katie, Luke.

-HE SCOFFS

So this is what this is all about, is it?

-The Hennessys getting their own way again?

-No, no!

Look, my brother doesn't even know I contacted you.

We have to move on.

Not forget, cos I can't.

But move on.

-LAUGHTER

-True story.

So...tell me,

what brings you back?

Erm...

My mum was ill.

-Oh, I'm sorry.

-Oh, well...

That's not true actually.

-What

-No. My mum WAS ill.

But, erm...

..if I'm honest, that's not the only reason.

I missed this dump.

Well, welcome home.

Home isn't quite as I remembered it.

No?

I was lonely out there.

But, um... turns out I'm lonely here too.

I don't believe that.

Well, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, it's true.

Men...

-Women!

-THEY LAUGH

Where've you been?

-With Michael Hennessy.

-What?

Why didn't you tell me he called around earlier?

Didn't want to upset you.

-There'll be no more threats against him.

-What threats?

I mean it.

Bezzie buddies now, are we?

My house. My rules.

Listen, sunshine,

-I've worked hard all my life to get the best for this family.

-Yeah?

And what do you have to show for it?

-You little...

-Enough! Get up.

You stop winding your father up. And you...

You do not hit our boy.

He needs to be sorted out properly. All right? He's there, walking free!

-Leave it!

-He murdered Darren!

-Leave it!

Yous are going to wake Luke.

DOOR SLAMS

I don't want no more of this, Bridge.

This stops now.

I should go.

I'll walk you out.

-Whoa...

-Jesus!

You OK? Do you want an escort?

-No, no. I'm fine. Fine, honestly.

-Are you sure?

Yeah. But, listen, um... Thank you.

Oh, no...

PHONE VIBRATES

Hello?

No. Mike, I'll come to you.

No.

All right.

Yeah. All right.

It's Michael.

He's on his way.

Next week, same time.

Or we'll just call around if you're late, OK?

So...

Do want a bit of work?

Bit of collecting to do.

No, I'm all right.

So what are you going to do, sit on your hole all day?

-Keith!

-I have something on, all right?

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Nothing.

You keep away from them Hennessys, do you hear me?

-Yeah, I'm not deaf.

-No, just a bit thick.

-DOOR SLAMS

-You're not helping.

Leave him.

Give him some space, will you?

Tina Brady.

No previous?

She's probably just trying to deflect attention.

She seemed pretty genuine to me.

-She was caught selling gargle to minors.

-Sharon?

-I agree with Paudge.

-Well, bring her in, then. Waterboard her.

Hey.

This is a serious allegation.

We've enough going on here without this.

Someone in the station?

Every avenue.

I tell you what, let's just assume it's not for now, OK?

We can go have a chat.

Grab yourself a few freebie bottles.

It's a detective's detail, Paudge.

Look, she knows us.

A suit might scare her off.

OK.

But you report to Rory. Talk to her. Pull her in if you have to.

Hopefully it is her just trying to cover herself.

-Shift the focus.

-If it isn't?

-Bra?

-You're going to have to do without.

-Thanks.

Come on, he'll be here any minute.

-Look, I'm going as fast as I can, OK?

-I'll try and stall him.

Will you be quick?

You took it off!

DOOR OPENING

Behind the bar. Now!

Do you want us to get caught?

-All right?

-Hey.

Get lucky or just drunk?

Yeah...

Some hangover, then.

Head's bangin'.

Listen, yesterday...

Forget it.

No, you were just trying to help.

Did Siobhan get off all right?

Yeah, as far as I know.

-Look, I've a...

-She kept calling me.

-Yeah?

-Can't go there again.

-Right.

My head's just...

Yeah.

You think I should?

-What?

-Ring her.

Yeah.

Yeah. Whatever, yeah.

Look, do you want a...? Do you want a coffee?

I thought you were busy.

Sure five minutes won't kill me.

Sure, yeah.

Actually...

-No, you know what? I should head.

-Are you sure you won't stay?

No, no, you're all right. I'll see you later, yeah?

I could see it all flaring up again.

You know there's a cream for that?

You can't live your life for your family.

I can't just switch off, either.

So what are you going to do?

I don't know.

-Do I need to text David again?

-No!

Katie, you can't just keep him hanging.

You know, sooner or later, he's going to find someone else.

How are you going to feel then?

If you really can't go back there,

you have to tell him, once and for all.

You promise?

David, who am I going to tell?

Yeah. Oh, God, what was I thinking?

What was I?

Look, we'd had a crap day.

We just wanted to hurt someone we thought hurt us.

Yeah. And that's it?

Yeah.

What? Do you want me to tell you how great it was?

What? No...

You do, don't you?

You want me to tell you fantastic it was

and yet never mention it again...

No!

Do you have trouble with women?

Just you, Siobhan.

Fair enough.

Oh, David.

You've got really good hands.

So? Are we going or what?

Yeah, give us a sec.

Fine.

You could use some enthusiasm.

Can't believe I said that.

-That's three years old.

-So?

So you're going to show

an out-of-date photograph to a drunken witness?

Half the station is missing.

If anything, Tina will probably point at McKay.

Say "cheese."

-So, tonight?

-Yeah.

-Sorry it's such short notice.

-No, it's fine.

David...why are you being like this?

-Like what?

-You know...

Efficient.

-Efficient?

-Cold.

I asked you to move in with me,

be a family, and you said no.

-What do you want?

-It's just...

You're wrecking my head.

You know that?

I love you.

I absolutely adore you.

I've done everything I can to keep you,

to get us back together and you said no.

-David, you have to understand...

-What?

That family comes first?

I get it.

I do.

But we can't change what's happened in the past.

And you can't keep... You can't keep blaming me for it.

-I don't blame you.

-Then move in with me!

Cos I know you want it as much as I do.

Deny it.

Just deny it.

Maybe it's too late anyway.

-Don't say that.

-HE SIGHS

-There she goes again.

-David...

Always keepin' me dangling...

Cos you're such a thick, David.

-It's all about you.

-I'm the thick?

I slept with someone.

Last night, I slept with someone.

And you know what?

Me - like a total sap I was - felt guilty about it.

Katie...

I can't do this any more.

Yeah, we're over.

Right, she's not coming.

We only just got here.

Since when did you become all conscientious?

After the ear bashing from me partner.

Oh. I've created a monster.

-Five more minutes.

-Fine.

It's like you don't even want to catch him.

A bent cop? Right up your street.

-Right?

-What?

You're not even interested. Come on, let's go. My feet are cold.

No, no, hang on. I said I'd wait, didn't I?

You know I thought you were mad chasing after Brian.

But you're the one always banging on to me about being a good cop.

-Paudge...

-No! You're always burning the ears off me. Now it's my turn.

OK, well, it'll have to wait. Tina!

Tina!

Tina!

Are you actually going to drink that?

You were right.

Sooner rather than later.

Did he even know her name?

I didn't get round to asking.

So you do have feelings for him?

Does this make you want to get back with him?

No, it makes me want to smash his face in.

Go home.

-No, I'm grand.

-Do as you're told.

I can't have you snottin' and splutterin' all over the muffins.

OK.

How about you and me get all dolled up and go do some shots?

Come on, it'll do you good.

We could even go down the Pier Pub and show him what he's missing.

Probably glass him.

I've no baby-sitter anyway now, have I?

-TINA:

-No. No.

No.

No. No.

Well, that went well.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm positive.

And I'm parched, can I have a drink now?

Well, it has to be one of them.

Must be from another station.

Yeah, maybe.

-You're not lyin' to us, are you, Tina?

-No!

You promised.

-If you answered the question.

-I did answer your question...

It was the fourth one, then, right?

Now can I have me drink? Please.

Well, you'll have to give us something.

He had a beard, right?

That's all I know.

Right? Are you satisfied?

TV PLAYING

-Is that you, love?

-Yeah. Yeah.

Er, just going to head up for a shower.

Didn't think you knew what soap was! What in the name of the...?

-Hey, Keith! Get in here!

-It's nothing.

-Now.

Keith, if you don't get down here, I'll beat you down.

-Is that what I think it is?

-The state of ya.

-A dye pack?

What the bleedin' hell were you doing, robbing a bank?

-Security guard.

-Bleedin' thick, ya.

Yeah, well, I didn't know this stuff would be in it, did I?

Ireland's dumbest criminal, huh? DOORBELL

Guards?

Get up the stairs. Quick.

Er, don't mean to worry you guys, but...

Jesus.

David.

-You all right?

-What are you doing here?

Well, you asked me to be here at seven.

That was the arrangement.

Well, I just figured that...

Whatever's between me and you, I'm not going to abandon my son.

Now can you go get him?

-No, you're grand. My ma will watch him.

-No, no.

You asked me to mind him and now I'm here.

Fine. Wait here.

A beard?

All Sharon's work, Skip. She got it out of her.

So it's not one of us. For once.

Unless we're harbouring a guard that wears a strap-on...

Beard, like.

-So we're looking for an impostor.

-Seem so. Good work, Sharon.

Team effort, Sarge.

Thank you.

-Hey.

-Hey. You got a baby sitter, then?

-David.

-Don't even go there. This mine?

-Yup.

Same again.

Come on.

Yeah, again, please.

-Take it easy.

-Once you're out, you're out.

What are you like?

Just looking. If he can do it, why can't I?

She's better off without that tool box.

He's the father of her child.

You know, your godson?

Would you be a better father figure for him, would you?

At least I'm doing something with me life.

Oh, robbing a money box? Yeah, that's a great example, Keith.

You were blessed you didn't end up looking like a Smurf.

At least I'm not me wife's little run-around gofer.

It's a partnership.

Leave it out, the pair of yous.

And you, clean that carpet.

HE LAUGHS MOCKINGLY

Don't know what you were thinking about, Keith, seriously?

The last thing I need is you locked up for something stupid.

-I'm not stupid, Ma.

-Hmm...

I don't know about that.

Now, get cracking, scrubber boy.

Vinnie...

Right.

-SLURRING:

-The face on him, you should've seen.

They're from him.

Hmm!

-What are you doing?

-What?

You're staring at him.

So? Free agent, amn't I?

He's not even that attractive, Katie.

Maybe I'll do it for practice.

God knows I could do with practice.

-I'm going in.

-Katie!

Hey.

I'm Katie.

I have a kid, but I'm single, so don't worry.

You know, I could do with a hand here.

I'm on me break.

Leave it son.

We're going to need a new carpet.

It was a poxy carpet anyway.

Suppose we could do with a face-lift round here,

now that there's spare cash.

You can pay for the carpet.

-Yeah? With what?

-Your Smurf money.

-Your wages.

-Me what?

Tomorrow, you're comin' to work for us.

Kiely's...and son.

TV PLAYING

TAPPING SOUND

-What are you...?

-Hi.

-How did you even...?

I've snuck in here plenty of times, remember?

You're drunk, then.

I'm fine.

I'll get you a coffee.

No, thanks.

How's Luke?

He's asleep.

Good.

You're a good dad.

-What are you doing here?

-I met someone.

-Really?

-Yeah. GREAT kisser.

Are you sure you don't want that coffee?

Jealous? Are you?

Go on. Say it.

Do you know what?

I was going to do a David Hennessy on you.

You know, show you.

One nighter.

But I couldn't.

Because I just kept thinking of you.

And it makes me sick to the stomach.

Will you keep your voice down?

What? Scared Mammy might hear me?

I don't want you to wake up Luke.

-You know what? I think you should go.

-Don't dismiss me.

Don't you dare.

So who was she?

-Go on, tell me. Was she pretty, was she?

-Katie, don't.

Is that why...?

Let's get one thing straight here.

-You turned me down.

-So you go off and shag someone else?

-Yeah, I was drunk.

-So was I! But I didn't.

I couldn't.

I regret it so much, believe me.

It was such a big mistake.

You ever...

..do that again, David...

..even look at another woman, I mean it, that's it.

Do you understand me?

What are you sayin', Katie?