Episode 38 Red Rock

-He stole my son out of his bed.

-Luke! David!

Get me out of here.

Tell the truth. Tell the truth, Rach.

I put his passport into his nappy bag.

-Where did you put that?

-David has it.

They will hunt you down.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

You're going into lockdown.

Rach, please. Rachel! Rachel!

Lone male. Baby boy.

He won't get away this time.

He better not.

Come on, come on.

-Hello?

-Yeah, Mum?

Conor. So good to hear from you.

Is everything OK?

Do you need me to come in?

Conor? Conor?

Hi, Lorraine.

Thanks for getting back so quick.

Yeah. Line went dead.

I'm just a bit concerned about him.

I was wondering if you could do me a favour.

SHE INSERTS A COIN

We'll find them.

So we're back to doing the smokes ourselves?

We've been through this.

Screw your tracking devices and your logs.

I don't give a rats any more.

I'll knock one of the drivers out and get the keys myself.

You're not knocking out one my of guys and you're not taking a van.

Yeah, I am. Get out of my way.

-Make me.

-Get out of my way now!

Robbie, you're not thinking straight.

Cop on and calm down.

He's after my ma!

I know, mate.

What are you doing?

Getting us out of this.

Laser?

It's me.

Ah. Are you on the doss?

No, I did a full handover with Cathal.

He's up to speed.

I've somewhere I have to be.

What? Tequila slammers with the lads?

No, I'm not going to the pub.

Why not? If anyone could do with blowing off steam, it's you.

Yeah, I'm visiting Conor.

Right.

I thought you were...

keeping your distance.

Not any more.

-I have to go.

-Come over to The Pier later.

You do have another family you can lean on.

Excuse me.

Is this yours?

Yeah, thanks.

She'd be lost without it.

BABY GIGGLES

Katie...

Please.

I came out for some head space.

-Of course.

-Should have gone out the back.

I want to apologise.

For what?

Pardon?

What are you apologising for?

For David.

Ease your conscience, is it?

Katie, I know you're upset.

Of course I'm upset.

And you have every right to be but...

Why can't you leave me alone?

Just leave us alone!

HE EXAGGERATEDLY CLEARS THROAT

Anything?

Maybe you should go back to the interview room.

I am sick of waiting in that poxy room,

I want to know what's going on.

Katie, please, let me do my job.

Don't dismiss her like that.

She has every right to be kept in the loop.

Look, we are doing everything we possibly can.

You keep saying that! Not seeing any results, though, am I?

Every station in Dublin has this on their radar.

-I am pulling in every favour I can.

-PHONE VIBRATES

Sergeant O'Riordain.

Where?

Try and get a confirmed ID.

We're on our way.

Ferry terminal.

Looks like we have a positive sighting.

Make sure that Katie gets this. It's her favourite.

I'm sure she'll appreciate it.

And the caffeine as well.

I swear to God, if I could get my hands on David...

Hopefully we'll get him first.

They didn't want hot chocolates, Rachel.

What?

That's the third wrong order today. What's wrong with you?

Nothing. I'll fix it.

You're plainclothes now?

Forgot about that. Congratulations.

-Well done. You deserve it.

-Thanks.

-You look dead smart.

Well, this is day one. Try me in a week.

Anyway, are you going to the pub later?

Erm, I might leave himself and Paudge to it.

Westlife and Richie Kavanagh.

Together at last, for one night only.

He really misses you.

I'm just saying.

How'd you manage this?

Pulled a few strings.

I told you to stay away.

Then why did you phone me? What's going on, Conor?

Look, I rang you by mistake, OK?

Didn't sound like it.

You shouldn't have come here.

Someone might have seen you.

It's after hours.

No uniform. No-one will know.

-They know.

-They all know.

Has something happened? Have they...?

Rachel came to visit.

What?

-When?

-I asked her to.

You can't go contacting her, Conor. It doesn't look good.

I thought maybe I could get through to her if she saw me in here.

Look, I don't know how much longer I can take of this.

You have to hang on.

-Just till the trial.

-And then what?

-I know it's hard...

-No.

No, you don't. You've no idea.

Contacting Rachel isn't the answer.

-She's the only one who can get me out of here.

-That's not true.

Isn't it?

Claire's doing all she can.

Has she some amazing legal trick up her sleeve?

Sorry.

We can't lose hope.

Sorry, I didn't know there was anyone in here.

You, out!

Promise I'll knock next time.

Now!

You should just go.

I can stay a bit longer.

No, please.

Just go. Please.

Look, Mum...

..I love you.

I love you too, Conor.

You tell Dad I said hi.

The ferry outside, have they checked that?

That's tonight's sailing.

He's long gone.

Morons!

Well, is he on the boat or not?

They think he might have left the queue after they called us

but still could have snuck on somehow.

How can they not know?

The joker at the desk couldn't tie his own shoelaces.

Well, do something about it!

Please. Please, there has to be something you can do.

-Turn the boat around. Something.

-Exactly.

We'll get word to the captain. Get them to do a full search.

If he got on, we'll get them to turn around

or nab him on the other side.

You really expect us to believe that?

Yes, I do.

What if he didn't get on the boat? What then?

We've still got all the alerts up.

They could be anywhere.

Where's my smokes?

Latvia.

Latvia? Is that right?

That's not much use to my customers, is it?

No, it's not.

"Jeez, Laser, I'm gasping for a fag. Can you sort me out?"

"Sorry, pal, wish I could help but all of my fags are in Latvia."

Look...

I messed up.

And now, don't tell me, you're going to ask for an extension.

You're going to flutter those pretty boy eyelashes

and beg for more time, aren't you?

I don't need more time.

Then why'd you call me?

I want to buy myself out of our arrangement.

Permanently.

I'll make you a bit of grub, love.

You know you have to eat something.

-Shut your mouth!

-Get out of my way.

Back off. Back off, the pair of you.

Bridget, please.

I am taking him down the station and I will use this if I have to.

Now, I think little Luke's been through enough already, don't you?

You let me think he was dead!

There's something wrong with you!

You're sick! Do you know that?

You're really sick.

-Out. Come on.

-It's OK, it's OK.

Hennessy, you scumbag!

I don't know where I stand with you, Mikey.

You're in, you're out.

Shake it all about.

I hope you don't treat the ladies this way, ya big tease.

Just tell me how much it'll cost.

How much?

80 grand.

Come on. Be serious.

Do you think I'm not?

You're insane.

And what if I am?

You don't want to do business with a lunatic, do you?

Boo!

80 grand and you're free as a bird...

Oh, give your mammy my best, won't you?

You leave her out of this.

Or maybe I'll go visit her myself.

Shut your bleedin' mouth!

You want to put your monkey back in his cage there.

It's horrible to see her in that state, isn't it?

Do you not wish someone would just put her out of her misery?

-Stop! Stop.

-Little scumbag!

Stop.

You'll get your 80 grand, all right?

I just need a couple of days to get the money together.

Good man, yourself.

Pleasure, lads.

You don't have that sort of cash.

But the business does.

What, this place?

Yeah.

So, we take what we can,

pay off Laser...

and then get the hell out of here.

David!

Where's Luke?

Back where he belongs.

KEYPAD BEEPS, DOOR BUZZES

Cheers.

All right, all right.

Emily...

..or the new blood from accounts?

Who?

I don't go near that place.

Too many awkward questions.

OK, then.

Angela or Shazza?

I hope you're talking about who'd win in a fight.

I need a drink.

Who's buying?

I gotta hit the jacks.

Always a good one for the timing, isn't he?

Look. About earlier...

You don't have to.

No. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.

Just...

You were just doing your job.

You're a good Guard, Sean.

You know, Liam and Rachel...

Don't.

Maybe there's some things you and I just shouldn't talk about.

Sure.

No religion, no politics, no Reids.

I'll drink to that. If I had a drink.

Yeah.

Hey!

Are you Anto?

Who's asking?

Name's Conor.

Yeah, and what?

-I just got in.

-I know, yeah.

I've seen you strolling around here like a stray dog.

Sorry I interrupted your chat with your ma.

Don't worry about it.

So, what do you want?

Come on. I haven't got all day.

Someone told me that you were the guy to go to if you wanted to...

-Yeah, I've been known to play a bit of ball.

-Can you sort me out?

You don't look the type.

Well, how should I look?

Just an observation.

Is it for yourself, then?

I'm hardly going to risk it for someone else, am I?

I don't know.

Please.

Please, I'm gumming.

Please, OK? I...need it.

What, did you think you could just ride off into the sunset?

What kind of stunt were you trying to pull, then?

Enlighten me.

Do we have to make a big deal out of this?

He broke into their house.

He stole an infant.

He tried to leave the country.

I think he's already made a big deal out of this.

He did hand himself in, Johno.

I was just trying to see my own son.

She's taking him away from me.

You couldn't make this any worse.

He spent one last day with his boy.

It may be the last time he sees him. Please.

We're not going to send a file to the DPP.

-You what?

-Are you for real?!

Luke's back, safe,

and I'm recommending that you don't take this any further.

What's the point in catching him if you're just going to let him go?

He stole my grandson!

Shh, you'll wake him.

How about I head over there and take little what's her name?

Grace! See how that works out.

David is still Luke's father.

Yeah, and the other one, he only did a year for killing Darren.

And now this? It's a bleedin' joke.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

The Hennessys still get to walk away scot-free again.

Look, I understand.

If I was you, I'd be every bit as angry.

Well, do something!

I was thinking maybe...

..this way, you get to leave with a clean slate.

Hold on a second.

Where do you get off telling her what to do?

I want to see him.

Are you going to take me to him or what?

I don't know what they're trying to prove. Overtime is overrated.

Work is about quality, not quantity.

Sure, look at Google and that crowd.

Mad into their productivity.

They've free sweets everywhere.

What would you know about Google?

Yeah, you barely know how to use it.

My cousin works for them. He brought me in for lunch.

Never ate as much in my life.

Sure, if we did the same, you'd be rolled out of the place.

THEY LAUGH

I never thought we'd lose Sharon to the dark side.

I thought she was a true blue.

Who says it's the dark side?

Dead-eye swannin' around with his holster.

Big ponsy head on him.

Crying off after-work pints?

Doesn't get much darker than that.

You're just jealous because he picked her.

-No.

-Yep.

Come on, skip. I've seen you roll your eyes behind his back.

-Don't pretend he doesn't grind your gears.

-OK.

He likes to brown-nose

but there's nothing wrong with a wee bit of ambition.

That fella'd walk over his mother for a promotion.

He can be a smart ass now and again.

Now we're talking.

And he hoards teabags, too.

What?

I've seen him.

He hides them in his desk.

Always getting ahead, that fella.

But I've been raiding his stash for months.

You serious?

Yeah. And he hasn't a clue.

-Some detective, huh?

-THEY LAUGH

I couldn't do it, Katie.

I thought I could.

I wanted to.

But in the end...

..I knew I had to bring him back.

You're honestly going to sit there and make excuses?

Again?!

I don't even care that the Guards always let you off the hook

cos you're not a real man.

You're pathetic.

A mammy's boy.

The sad thing is,

deep down, I always knew it.

Always hoped you might grow a pair.

But that's never going to happen.

You know, I'm glad you're out of Luke's life.

Cos he does not need someone like you as a father.

-Same again?

-You're getting a round?

Am I dreaming?

Better make it count.

Mine's a brandy.

Ah, now, come on.

We can do better than that.

Hope you have your shooting boots on.

Do you have the money?

DISTORTED LAUGHTER

HE STRUGGLES TO BREATHE

Say hello to your ma for me.

-Yes, come on, keep it up, skip.

-Yup, yup, yup, yup!

-DISTORTED:

-Come on!

LAUGHTER

Conor?

Come on!

-No. Let me see him.

-He'll be fine.

-SOBBING:

-Let me see him.

Let me see him. Let me see him.

You're not still going, love.

Don't you need to be at work?

I'm just leaving now.

HE SCOFFS

This is just a setback, love.

The Guards are onside.

We just let things cool down.

You were at breaking point.

They forced your hand.

Are you for real?

Unbelievable.

Luke needs us, love.

This doesn't change anything.

Katie won't be able to give him what we can.

No.

David...

It's over.

She's right.

I don't deserve him.

They say he was a target cos he's a Guard's son.

You'd think he'd be a hero in there after what he did to Brian.

As if Angela hadn't enough going on.

We should check in on them later, see if they need anything.

Good thinking.

OK. I'll give you a shout after shift.

You all right?

Yeah.

I know Conor did what he did

but he wouldn't be in there now if I hadn't...

Don't be thinking like that.

Can't help it.

C'mere. It's a crap situation.

No two ways about it.

But you can't go beating yourself up over it.

Yeah.

It's going to knock Rachel for six.

This is not your fault, OK?

You can't blame yourself every time something happens to him.

Can't I?

You didn't pull the knife on him, Rach, did you?

You're not responsible.

I mean, we don't even know what happened, do we? Huh?

Maybe Conor instigated the whole thing.

An addict in prison...

He's not using. He was scared.

What?

Nothing.

Rachel!

I went to see him.

When?

He begged me to.

I don't believe this.

You should have seen him, Dad.

He couldn't handle it in there.

What's wrong with you?!

I have to see him in the hospital.

-No.

-Yeah, I want to see him.

Absolutely not.

Dad's right. You can't go and see him.

I don't need your permission.

Stay the hell away from him, do you hear me?

He's in a coma, for Christ's sake. He won't even know you're there!

Katie, love, don't do this.

After all that you've been through,

you need a bit of time.

He's had enough excitement for one week.

The sooner he's settled in his new home, the better.

Home? A B&B in Glasgow?

Do you honestly think David's going to stop? And his mother?

They will now.

Would you?

If it was your kid?

No,

but I'm not going to stop now either.

I'm not a kid, Da.

Doesn't matter, love.

Don't. I've got too much to do.

So, what you going to tell her?

Nothing.

She'll never hear from me again.

-It's not working.

-What do you mean, "It's not working"? Try again.

ERROR TONE

I can't. We're locked out.

How do you not know your own password?!

She changed it.

Birthdays?

Mas always use birthdays.

I would have made it.

Old time's sake!

Still trying to perfect that shamrock on the top.

Be careful where you try that in Glasgow.

What's the latest on Conor?

He's stable.

It's still touch and go. He lost a lot of blood.

Oh, my God.

Cash and carry.

-And you and Sean?

-Pfft.

Niamh...

Don't. Even dad's been on at me.

Well, whatever he says, he's right.

I can't believe you're still going.

Yeah. Nothing's changed.

Should I ask? David?

-Don't.

-Have you seen my keys?

Are they not in your pocket?

Where's Rachel?

I haven't seen her in a while.

Car's gone.

You always forget where you put that thing.

She took the bloody car!

PHONE RINGS

-Hey, Mum.

-What is it, Michael?

I'm paying some invoices here.

I can't seem to get into the account.

What's the new account password?

What?

David, where are you going?

-Out.

-Where?!

Michael, I'll have to call you back.

-David!

-Mum. LINE DIES

Well?

She hung up.

Well, you're just going to have to go over there.

-Stay away from me.

-I won't try anything.

-I just want to talk. I promise.

-Nothing I want to hear.

It's about Darren.

You deserve to get on that plane

knowing everything is finished.

You were right.

What you said yesterday.

You were right.

I never face up to anything.

I never take responsibility.

I was there...Katie.

I was there the night Darren was killed.

What about Michael?

Forget Michael.

None of this would have happened if it wasn't for me.

So, call the Guards...

set Keith on me.

Do whatever you want.

I'll take it.

I'll admit to everything.

It's up to you.

Dispatch says the car was seen around here somewhere.

Where?

I don't know.

It could have moved on.

Great!

Sorry, Sean. Thanks for helping me, OK?

Sure.

How did she seem?

-Rachel?

-Yeah.

When she heard about Conor.

Yeah, she's pretty cut up about it.

You know, she blames herself.

Skip was a mess.

Yeah, I can imagine.

There she is.

Rachel!

How is he?

Sorry?

The wee fella?

How's he holding up after...?

Grand. Thanks.

And yourself?

Hanging in there.

Right.

BUZZER

Katie.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

She'll be grand once she gets some food into her.

Thank you for helping.

All part of the job.

Nobody needs to know about this, do they?

OK to turn my back now, is it?

You know what she's been through.

I'm just asking you not to tell people at work.

She was driving a car, without a licence, completely out of it.

That's not just about her,

that's putting other people in danger.

No, I won't say anything to anyone.

And for the record, I was going to give that letter to Rory.

-Sean.

-I can't do right for doing wrong, Niamh.

Yeah, I want to be here for you

but I have to do my job as well.

-I know!

-Do ya?

-Yeah.

Cos Rachel's making that real tough right now.

Oh, and...I'm going to need that new accounts password to process these.

I'll process it later.

Mum, I told you...

I need to order these today

if we're going to have them by the end of the week.

I'll log in remotely.

Sure, I'll do it now.

I said I'd do it, Michael.

Mum, I'm going to need those new passwords anyway.

No, you won't because I changed them for a reason...

Is this about Robbie, is it?

Robbie's not a criminal, he's turned his whole life around.

-Please!

-How would you like it if someone wouldn't hire me

-because I was in prison?

-You already have a job, Michael.

-Yeah...

and a boss who doesn't trust me.

-Now you're being melodramatic.

-Am I?

Will youse two just shut up?!

Please! I can't even think straight in this place!

What is going on, David?

The Guards.

They're on their way.

What do they want now?

Me.

I told Katie about Darren.

That it was all my fault.

This has to stop.

Not now, Niamh, OK?

Yes, now. Ever since Brian died,

you've been wrapping her up in cotton wool.

She can't just shake that off, can she, Niamh?

What if she tries to hurt herself again? Huh?

Try to be patient with her.

She needs help.

-You're making things worse by enabling her.

-Oh, come on!

-You're not listening.

-No, Niamh, I'm not listening.

She's out of control!

First, the Guards bring her home drunk, and then stoned,

and she's still obsessed with Conor, despite the fact he's a murderer.

For Christ's sake, will you give it a rest?!

I'm doing the best I can!

Mum wouldn't have let this happen.

Well, Mum's not here, is she, Niamh?

You need to stop this. You hear me?

You need to knock this off and forget about Conor.

-"Forget"?

-Yeah, Rachel. Forget about him!

Sweetheart, I'm just looking out for you.

No. You're only looking out for yourself. I didn't want this.

-Any of it.

-It's too late for what you want.

Conor could die and you don't even care.

DOORBELL RINGS

Stay here.

Mum...

I'm not going to change my mind.

It's the only way this can end.

Michael. Tell him.

Up to him.

You don't have to say anything.

Just listen.

Don't walk yourself into anything yet.

Mum...

it's OK.

Let them in.

Oh, my...

You sure about this?

Yeah.

I should have done this a long time ago.

Mum...

I'm taking Luke away from you.

-We both know you deserve it.

-Yeah.

But I'm not going to the Guards.

This ends here today.

All of it.

Just say goodbye.

I love you.

So much.

I'm so sorry.

The taxi's waiting.

Yeah.

You know, this could've been so different...

..but you destroyed it all.

This way, Mrs Tyrell.

HEART MONITOR BEEPS

I am so sorry, Conor.

I swear I never...

CONOR RASPS

HEART MONITOR INCREASES

HE COUGHS

HORN BLARES Yeah, yeah!

Just keep the meter running. You're getting paid, aren't you?

-Miserable git.

-Where were youse?

Just some last-minute errands.

You got everything?

Passports.

Maybe Lukey put them somewhere.

Don't start messing, Keith.

I'll miss me flight.

No harm.

Don't, you two.

What are they doing in there, huh?

I wish you'd let us give you a lift.

Are you joking me?

Bawl me eyes out in the middle of the airport?

HORN BLARES I'll ram that up his...

Dad!

So, um...

Is this it, like?

Suppose, yeah.

You really going to go this time?

Why? Have you my room rented out already?

There'll always be a bed for you here, love.

All right, little buddy.

You take care of your mammy for me, won't ya? Yes, you will.

And don't you forget your uncle Keith.

I'm only going to Glasgow.

Yeah, it's still across the water, isn't it?

Erm...

Give us this, I'll take it out for ya.

Thanks.

I know we've both...

You take care of my grandson.

And yourself.

I'll walk ya out.

You better work twice as hard to keep those two in line.

Am I mad, Da?

My heart...

My heart wants to say, "Yeah."

You're my most precious thing.

When your ma...

You were the one that picked me up.

Kept this family together.

Look the size of ya, huh?

Dynamo.

A little dynamo.

I'm going to miss you so much.

Watch out, world, huh?

Go on, you'll miss your flight.