Episode 32 Red Rock

SMASH, BABY WAILS

I'd just taken him up.

He wasn't in the house.

I'll talk to you soon.

I know you're not capable of killing someone.

Guess who cleared her debt.

Gave him a flash. Complete dope.

Keith, you're useless.

I said I'll get the money, all right?

I was robbed.

Where did you meet him?

Mutualbenefits.ie.

The money, now, come on.

LAUGHING I swear to God, you think I won't get you?!

You think I won't get you?!

VIDEO GAME PLAYING

MAN SHOUTING ON SCREEN

-MAN'S VOICE ON PHONE:

-You know you're my favourite girl

and I want to be with you more than anything. And look, we will.

We will, baby. One day.

We'll be together. Forever.

Just me and you - against the world.

HANGS UP

Keith. Keith, lower that down, will you?

-What? What are you doin'?

-I've a baby sleeping upstairs!

That's not my fault, is it? I didn't get you up the duff, did I?

-You'll wake him.

-Well, that'll make a change, won't it?

HE SIGHS

PHONE CHIMES

-Are you sure I can't get you something?

-Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

-SHE YAWNS

-Oh!

I remember Conor when he was Grace's age. Slept like a log.

But Stephen?

SHE SCOFFS

It gets easier.

Claire?

Is everything OK?

Yeah, everything's fine, Conor.

I just came by to see how you were.

He's settling down at college. Knuckling back in, aren't you?

Yeah.

Well, the fact you're back studying

and in a routine should impress the jury.

But I was thinking,

it might be a good idea for you to join some college societies.

You know, volunteer for something.

-Helping the homeless.

-Yeah.

PHONE BUZZES

Good idea.

All goes towards your character profile.

Oh, yeah. Uh, yeah, cheers.

You OK?

Yeah, fine.

OK, well, I'll get going, then.

Thanks very much for calling, Claire. We really appreciate it.

Don't we, Conor?

Conor?

Oh, yeah. Uh, yeah. Thanks.

-Who are you texting?

-Ah, just...just college stuff.

Where's the party on, you mean?

I'll show myself out.

Thanks.

The woman's trying to help you, Conor.

Yeah, I know.

Well, you could show her a bit of appreciation. And don't forget...

..you're soccer mum today.

Great.

Curry in the fridge.

Yeah, Rach? No, Rach, Rach, Rach!

That's not my problem, love. Rob a bank or something.

Just get it.

Listen up to me.

You get that money or there will be serious con.

That Little short-arse just hung up on me.

Do you want me to call around?

With what? A bunch of flowers and a tube of KY?

-What? What are you talkin' about?

-That Alice one is a foghorn.

Everyone's talking about ya.

Soft is right. Mm, in more ways than one.

-Yeah, but there's nothing' wrong with me, right?

-Yeah, well,

that's not what she says, Mr Pinky.

Must have got that after your mother's side of the family.

-Give over.

-Give us the address, Ma. I'll go over now.

You won't! You'll do nothing! You'll sit there! I'll do it!

I can do it!

You're a laughing stock, do you hear me?!

I can do it. Ma?

Why don't you just sit this one out, love?

-Do you have to rub it in like that?

-Look...

it's spreadin'.

If people think we're soft, we're done for!

-Rach, what the hell?

-They didn't see me.

-What did Claire want?

-Nothing.

Nothing?

It's just...stuff about the case.

-Like, what stuff?

-Just how I should become Mother Teresa.

-Look, really, you shouldn't be here.

-Just relax.

-My dad's due back any minute.

-Your mum's car's outside.

-Yeah, cos I've to collect Stephen later.

-OK, great.

-So we've got wheels for the day.

-No!

Rach, Rach!

LAUGHTER

Yeah, why don't you come over here and do that?!

I'll break your bleedin' fingers off you.

Who in their right mind.

It's not him.

That's a relief.

The tide wouldn't take him out.

Can we get back to the task in hand, please.

Well.

-Any luck?

-Not a whiff.

Well, don't worry, he's probably just taken his profile down.

-He'll resurface soon enough.

-I can hardly wait.

When you were chatting to him,

did he give anything about himself away?

Where he came from, what he did? Anything at all?

Nothing. As I told your sergeant here.

He just wanted to talk about me.

"Tell me about yourself"? That old chestnut.

Look, he's not here.

If you don't mind, I'd really rather forget about it.

Oh, we can't do that.

Nikki, I'm busy. It was just my handbag. Nothing serious.

And what about the next time?

I doubt you're his first, you're probably not going to be his last.

This man, he is a conman. He's a thief.

The more he gets away with, the braver he'll be.

-No, we have to nip this in the bud.

-How?

The boss has a plan.

Yeah.

So, what would you be doing if you weren't here with me?

Probably in a double lecture.

Asleep.

Well, instead, you're here with me.

Look, I'm really glad you turned up.

-I hate these things.

-No, Rach, I mean it. Seriously, just...

You know, getting back together and all that. It's great!

Come on.

You know I can't.

SHE SIGHS

BEEPS HORN Rach, Rach! What are you doing?!

What? You can't have fun now, too?

-Come on, Conor, you need to live a little.

-Yeah, and you need to stop.

-Give me that back.

-No.

Fine.

Why aren't you answering your phone?

Thought you didn't need me any more.

So what are you doing drowning your sorrows?

Getting hammered isn't going to help anything.

Same again there, Dickbrain.

You do know I can refuse you?

You do know I can burn this place to the ground, don't you?

Just get him his pint, will ya?

Look, I know your father can have a bit of a mouth on him.

Yeah, but it's not just him, though, is it, Ma?

I'm getting texts left and right. People slaggin' me off.

That'll pass.

No, Ma. She made a tick out of me, all right?

She has school kids laughing at me, school kids!

From what I hear, she's been generous.

Do you want that pint glass in your face, do ya?

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

You can't help what God gave you!

-I swear to God, David, I'll pull you over the counter right now!

-Keith!

That young one's a wind-up merchant, do you not know that?

Yeah, well, people are listening to her, aren't they, Ma?

What, no comeback?

People are laughing at me.

Right.

So show her and the rest of them who's really boss.

She want to make a tick out of you?

Teach her a lesson she'll never forget.

Get that money off her, Keith. Do you understand me?

Yeah.

Then we see who's laughin'.

-Are you hearing me, Keith?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

Yeah.

Right.

Don't! Don't!

Ra-Ra... Ra-Rachel!

-You stop it, would you?

-What, you don't want to kiss me?

-No, I just don't want people to see.

-We're in the middle of nowhere!

Yeah, and you're after beeping the horn at some poor sod.

Nearly gave him a heart attack.

Conor, you're worrying about nothing.

-And what if we're seen together?

-So what if we are?

You were...

-..you were Brian's...

-Don't, no, don't ruin it, please!

Rach, I'm accused of his murder.

Conor, you are such a buzz kill, do you know that?

It's not making it any easier.

So, what, you don't want to be with me now, is that it?

-No, that's not it!

-Well, it looks like you're trying to say that.

-Oh, Ra...

-Giving up.

-Ra... Hold on, where are you going?

-Jumping, before I get pushed.

-Ra... Would you wait?

-Would you wait, wait, wait!

-Sorry for ruining your life.

-Rach...

Why are you doin' this?

-What?

-Come on, you know it's not true. Why are you doin' it?

Feeling small, are we?

SHE SNIGGERS QUIETLY

Ah, don't tell me I've hurt your feelings.

GIGGLING

I've new gear needs trying on.

And what are you lookin' at?

"Voluptuous" means fat. "Cuddly" means fat.

"Likes eating out" means lazy AND fat.

We should arrest some of these people for fraud.

Ah, come on, no-one tells the truth on those things.

Oh, oh, oh, this is dynamite.

"I have a stable job, live at home with my mammy,

"and have recently been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes!

"But I have been told that I have sexy eyes."

HE SNIGGERS

Who by? Stevie Wonder?!

Oh, Jesus Christ. It's Paudge.

-HE CLICKS TONGUE

-Gotcha!

We got hold of the people who run the website.

They contacted everyone on it,

-asked them if they'd had any run-ins with him.

-And?

Well, nothing so far.

Well? Patricia Hennessy not stick around?

I said we'd be in touch when we find him.

And um...how are we going to do that?

He's after a rich, mature woman, so we're going to give him

what he wants.

I'm sticking up a fake profile.

Are you now?

We're going to send him a few messages,

Make him an offer he can't refuse.

Undercover sting. Like your thinking!

Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am!

Anything you say will be taken down in evidence.

Yeah, you have to find him first, Johno.

Keep looking.

What?

Crystal90?!

I don't get it.

-It's a play on words.

-What?

Crystal...Cleere?

Look, I just did it for a bit of craic.

I forgot it was up there. I should probably delete it, anyway.

You've a fair few hits.

I thought you were supposed to be looking up men, Johno.

Yeah, well, I don't know what happened,

I just hit something...somewhere.

Check out username "OO-Heaven."

You're joking.

Apparently our charmer swiped someone's credit card on a date.

-Did she report it?

-Too embarrassed.

That's what he's banking on. He's a toerag.

Feast your eyes on him.

Nothing to write home about, is he?

Oh, I don't know. I can see what Patricia saw in him.

-Pfft!

-Touch of the Jolly Green Giants there, Johno?

Yeah, well, we'd better let her know we have him.

Wait, let's make sure that he's our man first.

DOORBELL RINGS

What do you want?

Not going to invite me in?

Why don't you run home to your mammy?

That's not very nice, is it?

What do you want? I told you, I don't have your money.

Yeah, I know.

I need your help.

-Help?

-Yeah.

-I'm not interested.

What if I wiped the debt?

Interested now?

Angelina Jolly?!

Every man's dream. Anyone who says different is a liar.

"I'm a 40-year-old divorcee...

"..who likes Italian food and horse riding."

He's only interested in women with dosh.

"I enjoy spending time in my Mediterranean village.

"I would love to spend evenings under the stars

"with somebody special."

Where'd you read that? The back of a greeting card?!

Well, you've to sound like you're gagging for it!

Gagging's right.

Trust me, this will press all the right buttons.

You've a real knack for this, haven't you?

Getting inside the head of a sleazebag. Who knew, eh?

I am in touch with my creative side, is all.

I have hidden depths.

Can I just remind you that Tony is a criminal who preys on women.

Can we take this a bit more seriously, please?

Put Angelina up on the site.

You sure about this?

Let's see if he takes the bait.

Now...we wait.

Think we can do better than that now, can't we?

So...

People think they can do a you on us.

Not pay us.

And we're in danger of going bust.

So...

..I need you to do something for me.

What exactly?

Well, I need people to stop laughing at me.

So I need you to convince them you were lyin'.

How do I do that?

That's not really my problem, is it?

What's it worth?

I told you already what it's worth. The debt cleared.

No bonus, no?

Don't push it.

500.

500?

That's the price.

I'm trying to be nice to you here!

People are going to take a lot of convincin'.

Right, forget it.

What do you think you're doing?

-I gave you the option.

-Give me that! Give me it!

-Get off me!

I warned ya, didn't I? I said it to you, but you wouldn't listen to me!

You and your tiny mickey on ya.

-Don't push me.

-I'm going to scrawl it all over every wall in the Ridge.

-Shut your mouth!

-Just like your brother, Darren!

Dregs, the lot of you! He got what was comin' to him,

the dirty scum bucket!

SHE CRIES I warned you, didn't I?!

I said it to you but you wouldn't listen to me!

I told you to take it but you just kept going!

SHE GASPS

HE YELLS

SHE GROANS

HE KICKS METAL

Rachel, Look, it's Conor. Look, just...

Look, I want to be with you more than anything. It's just...

You know you're my favourite girl, and I want to be with you

more than anything. The prettiest girl in the whole world.

I tell you what I know. I know I love you.

Forever.

Just me and you.

Against the world.

DOOR SHUTS

HE VOMITS

HE SPLUTTERS

Keith! Me dishes!

Did you stay in that pub all day? The state of you.

No.

What?

Keith?

I went to see Alice.

Finally got through. Said I was her auntie.

All they'd say is that she's comfortable.

-What does that mean?

-She's not dead.

-Ma, look, I'm sorry.

-It's not me you should be sorry to.

I know. Listen, she kept pushing me.

So you beat her to a pulp?

Get to bed. Now.

-Ma...

-Now!

Keith, we say nothing, right?

Yeah.

LINE RINGS

-ANSWERPHONE:

-Hi, it's Rachel. You know what to do, thanks.

What has you up so early?

I had some washing to do.

Oh. It's good to know you know your place.

Do you want this breakfast on a plate or on your head?

Oh, fine humour this mornin'.

Listen, what are we going to do about Keith?

What about him?

This Tinky Winky stuff.

It's not going to be a problem.

Hmm. Wait till he starts collecting again.

What have you done now?

Bridge?

Come on, it can't be that bad.

Look, someone better say somethin'.

Rach...

Rach, hey. Rach, what's going on?

I've nothing to say to you.

I'm sorry about yesterday, OK? I just...

I don't know, I freaked.

Right. Is that it?

-What's going on? Why are you being like this?

-Like what?

-This!

One minute you're all over me, the next you're acting all weird.

You're the one who doesn't want to be seen with me.

-It's not like that.

-Isn't it?

-No!

-Well, maybe I've enough secrets.

Rach, I just... Please, I hate us being like this, OK?

-I've schoolwork to do.

-Rach...

-Don't touch me!

You're going to prison, so what's the point?

Would you man the ship?

-I have to bring Luke to his appointment.

-Sure.

That looked a bit heated.

Don't know what you're talking about.

-How long have yous been seeing each other?

-We're not.

Then that's a lot of baggage you don't need.

-She kept pushing him.

-So he punches her in the face?

-I didn't mean...

-What? Huh?

You didn't mean it?

He knows what he did was wrong.

-And you're defending him?

-Someone has to.

-Oh!

So if Joe Fallon was to call and say,

"You know that attempted rape thing?

"I'm really sorry," everything would be all right, then, would it?

-It's hardly the same thing.

-No.

He didn't cave your face in.

This is going into the bin.

Any arguments?

And don't say anything to Katie. Understand?

-Do you understand??

-Yeah.

Raisin' your hand to a woman, you...

I'm ashamed of you.

There's nothing new there then, is there?

It was me.

I probably put him up to it.

Sharon, a woman's been admitted to St Helen's.

-She was found badly beaten in her home.

-Domestic?

No. Lives alone. Someone phoned in anonymous.

-Bag spilled, money may have been taken.

-Aggravated burglary.

No sign of a break-in, so I'm going to need you to check it out.

-OK. Do we have a name?

-Alice Bruton.

-Nikki.

-Yeah?

-I just got this.

"Tony"?

Couldn't resist my charms.

-Ahem?

-Or should I say, Johno's?

-Lucky you.

-What did he say?

Just that he's interested.

Bingo!

OK, call Patricia Hennessy, send her a screen grab.

We need to double check if this is our guy.

I'll take care of that.

You sure you're OK about this?

It's been a while since I've been undercover.

But nothing would give me greater pleasure than nailing this one.

OK. Well, you won't be on your own.

Don't worry I can handle this guy.

Oh, I know, God help him. Well, if it is him.

If it is, then game on.

VINCENT: What were you thinking?

I just meant for him to put the frighteners on her.

-Well, he did that all right!

-I didn't know

he was going to do what he did. You didn't see him when he came back.

-No, cos you wouldn't let me.

-He was as horrified as we are.

Was he?

At least he rang an ambulance.

Aw, big man? Give him a bleedin' medal, will I?

Shouting and roaring isn't going to help either.

It's a wonder the cops aren't banging the door down.

She's not exactly known for keeping her gob shut.

What?

C'mon, Bridge.

She's in intensive care, unconscious.

-At least she was when I rang this morning.

-You said...

Yeah, I didn't want Keith getting any more upset than he is.

What are we going to do when she wakes up?

-LINE RINGS

-Hello, Saint Helen's Hospital.

-You haven't seen Luke's coat, have you?

-Er, no.

-You're sitting on it, you eejit.

-Oh. Sorry.

You all right?

Yeah. Grand.

You didn't say anything, did you?

Oh, Katie, I like to batter women?

No, I didn't.

Yeah. Keep it like that.

Father Cleary, it's Patricia Hennessy.

From Mount Nugent Avenue.

That's right. Really? Has it been that long?

I'm sorry if Grace kept you awake.

-She didn't.

-7lbs 8oz.

Thanks.

I'd prefer if it wasn't a joint christening.

Of course, I'm more than happy to make a donation.

That would be great. The week after next it is.

Thank you, Father.

So much for the vow of poverty.

-What are you doing?

-I'm just getting the ball rolling.

-Without asking me?

-Well, you've enough on your plate.

-Grace won't be raised a Catholic.

-Well, what will she be, then?

-I want HER to decide that.

-Don't you think she's a bit young for that?

-Besides, it's booked now.

-Well, unbook it.

Do you know how hard it is...?

I don't go to Mass. YOU don't go to Mass.

Yes, I do. Sometimes.

When? And funerals and Christmas don't count.

You're such a hypocrite.

I don't know what you're getting worked up about, Claire.

You expect me to say in front of people

-that I'll raise her a Catholic?

-You don't have to mean it.

No, no, just tell her Auntie Mary called.

She's awake.

So that's good, isn't it?

-Right, get your coat.

-What?

We're going visiting.

I can't, Ma.

Do you know what they do to women beaters in prison?

She won't say anything.

Got a crystal ball there, have you?

You made your bed. Now sort it.

PHONE RINGS

That's it, Ward 2.

Here.

Give her these.

Let's hope she doesn't suffer with hay fever.

Da, look, I can't do this.

You can.

And you will.

We're here to see Alice.

-We're old friends of the family.

-Yeah, way back.

Keith and Alice used to go to school together.

Isn't that right?

Er, yeah.

I was just telling the guard how I fell down the stairs.

A few by the looks of it.

I'm just going to be another few minutes.

Yeah, we'll...mosey outside.

We'll come back when you're finished.

Keith.

Look...we both know it wasn't a fall.

And there was no sign of a break-in

which implies maybe it's somebody you know.

Alice, I can't help you unless you help me.

And I understand that you might be frightened and that's OK.

But somebody who's capable of doing this

needs to be off the streets.

Yeah? Tell me who it was.

Thanks for coming over.

I wouldn't blame you if you never wanted to see me again.

You hate me? Be easier if you did.

How can I? Rach...

-Look, what's going on?

-I don't know. It's... It's my head.

I so want to be with you.

Yeah, and me.

You're so sweet.

You'll be calling me harmless next.

Look...

..whatever happens, even if I do, you know, go to prison,

it'll be a better life. cos you're in it.

I love you. All right? I love you so much.

I love you.

What do you think she's saying in there?

Nothing if she knows what's good for her.

HE TUTS

Do you want your son to go to prison?

Beaten up in the showers or worse.

Might knock a bit of sense into him.

Sit down.

-I can't.

-What do you think it's going to look like

-if you do a runner?

-Did you see her face?

Her face, Ma? I did that.

How's the poor pet?

She still won't say what happened.

You don't know of any ex-boyfriends or...?

Er, no.

Could be casting a bit of a wide net there.

Nice girl and all, from a nice family, but...

bit like margarine. Spreads easy, if you know what I mean.

OK, well, if you think of anything...

Did you have to say that?

Yeah, I did. One of us had to say something.

Move it.

I said nothing.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, I swear.

I'll take it all back.

Tell everyone it was a joke.

You were lucky this time.

Next time, it'll be that pinkie of yours that goes.

Do you understand me?

Debt paid, OK?

And Patricia Hennessy is absolutely sure?

Oh, yeah. Double-Oh-Heaven is our guy.

Oh, good, cos he sent another message.

What did you say?

Making him wait.

I don't know, you can never be too eager.

Or desperate, trust me.

You're really selling your gender there, aren't you?

Bloke brain. Fact.

He's saying he wants to meet this afternoon.

-Great, the sooner the better!

-Set a date for tomorrow,

-you choose the place.

-I've a place in mind, boss.

Local, not too shabby, but big enough for me to keep an eye

from a distance. I just need to check it out with the owner.

Look, tell him you'll meet. Tell him where later.

Nothing like a bit of intrigue to get the blood boiling.

Hello.

Claire...

All I want is a nice family gathering.

Is that too much to ask?

But that's just it.

-You didn't.

-I wanted to help.

-Grace is my daughter.

-I know that.

And she's been a breath of fresh air to us.

Maybe I overreacted, but please don't spring things like that on me.

I just thought... we could all do with something.

You.

Michael and David.

Maybe make them joint godparents.

That way they'd have to talk to each other.

Not necessarily.

I want us to be a family again.

And I think this little one here...

..might just make that happen.

If we do have this christening,

there's no way she's wearing that robe.

What are you thinking?

We should run away.

Yeah, you and me against the world.

-Where would we go?

-France.

No. Somewhere exotic.

Like South America?

Yeah, hide out in the Amazon.

-Go native.

-Yeah!

This just feels right, doesn't it? You and me.

I just wish this would all go away.

I love you.

What's that?

Someone's coming.

-It's my dad!

-You said he was at work!

-Hide!

-Where?

Anywhere! Quick!

-SHE LAUGHS

-Gotcha!

Why do you have two phones?

It's just an old one.

Come on, we'd better get dressed

before my dad actually does come back.

Where's he gone?

-His room.

-Here.

DOORBELL

Are you expecting anyone?

I'll get it.

So why is it charged?

Just loads of old photos and I couldn't transfer them.

-I can do it for you if you want.

-No, it's fine.

-It's no hassle.

I said no.

Is there something on it you don't want me to see?

No.

There's loads of pictures of me and my mum.

Oh. I'm...

-I'm sorry, I just...

-Yeah.

Can we go now?

Yeah.

Jack Fitzpatrick, paid in full.

With interest.

Couldn't get away quick enough.

Pay for the window at least.

-Word's got out.

-Hmm.

That we have a psycho for a son?

It wasn't supposed to be like this, Bridge.

What's done is done. It was a once-off. He's a good kid really,

just lost it for a bit, that's all.

-From now on, we do it my way.

-And who made you boss?

No violence. No weapons.

I mean it, Bridge.

Don't worry about your father.

Back in business.

Kiely's and Son.

You raise your hand to a woman like that again and you're out.

And I don't just mean the business. Do you understand me?

Yeah.