Episode 4 Red Rock

I have to tell them what I know. They'll arrest you.

Conor, no, don't go to sleep. My God, you're freezing.

I need an ambulance.

Beady's dead. What? We found him on some wasteland.

I told you to stay away from my son. Go.

You don't have to say anything now, Beady's dead.

Don't throw everything away over him.

He's been using a lot.

How did we get it so wrong?

Will you have a hot drop?

No, I'm grand, thanks.

Say you're glad to see the back of him?

Should make your lives easier, huh?

I wouldn't bank on that.

Bye, then. Yeah...

No, free. All part of the service.

You can shoot off. I'll wait.

Will this go on some record?

Just his medical file.

So what now?

Home.

We could try rehab?

We're still paying for the last session.

There must be something...

Plenty of programmes. But he won't qualify.

And even if he did, the waiting list...

No. We bring him home.

And we make sure he never touches the stuff again.

Cold turkey?

We can't put him through that...

Better see him dead?

We have no choice.

If you've made that list...

IF you have... They could move you away... Be good for him.

Good for all of us.

Would it? Being round here hasn't done him any favours.

A move might do him good.

We're moving?

We were just talking.

Your mum's got the chance of a new job.

You remember the Inspector exams?

I find out today if I made the promotion list...

Being away might help your brother.

Why? He'll still be a junkie.

Keep your voice down.

So he gets to screw up my life, as well?

The victim had significant lacerations to the upper torso.

The bullet entered through the frontal lobe, shattering the back of skull on exit.

Looks like a professional hit.

It couldn't happen to a nicer fella.

Nobody deserves that. I don't care what they've done.

You got that, Garda Holden?

Just saying.

One for the boss.

So when do we go after his killers?

We don't. Dunedin Station are leading on this.

You're joking... We found him!

There's no point arguing, it's done.

If you get any information,

give it to Detective Byrne at Dunedin Station.

That's not on. Don't worry, you won't be twiddling your thumbs.

The Ridge'll be hopping with skangers trying to muscle in on Beady's turf.

Skip's coming in later, so don't go slacking. If there's anything else?

Today's the big day for you and Skip, isn't it?

Promotion list comes up.

Mm-hm. And a little birdie tells me there's a book on which one of us is higher up on the list.

Now, I don't need to remind everyone this is highly unprofessional,

not to mention disrespectful to senior colleagues.

And I'll be putting ten euro on Skip.

Right, back to work!

You seemed a bit upset about Beady.

Holden needs taking down a peg or two sometimes...

So you're sure you're OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Why wouldn't I be?

I can get on with my life now, without that toerag breathing down my neck.

DOOR OPENS

How is he?

In his leaba, sleeping, finally.

Stephen?

Full of chat.

Nothing new there, then.

School say anything? Yeah, I told them he had a dental appointment.

Tough way for him to find out.

What are you saying? We should have told him?

No. You were the one all for it.

Don't. What?

Let's all be open. Free love.

Ange, please. Stop now.

Us, Tommy?

WHISPERS: Us? Why don't you grab a kip?

I can't. The station will survive for half an hour.

I'll have a quick shower. Change of shirt, I'll be fine.

You've been up all night.

Hide his phone.

Ange. You need to watch him like a hawk.

You need to get some sleep. I mean it, Tommy, he'll try anything.

I'll watch him, OK?

Now, please, ring in sick. I can't, OK?

Dad.

Conor?

What are you doing up?

I'm just...parched.

Yeah, well, I'll bring it up to you. Well, er...

Now!

Irena Bajorek. 31. Caught her on Donovan Lane offering her services to passing motorists.

Frequent flyer? I'm guessing...

What about the guy she was soliciting?

Takes two to tango.

You didn't want to upset his wife.

We're not going to get a conviction here.

No, but our phones are ringing off the hook with complaints about street girls in the area.

There's a new pimp in town... and he's flooding the market.

Who? Maybe Ms Bajorek could help fill us in.

I like your thinking, Detective.

See you on the ice.

My money's on you, by the way.

Ange. How's Conor?

Is he out of hospital?

Yeah. Panic over.

Just some gastric thing.

Gave us a fright, though.

That's great.

Some timing I've got, huh?

Sure, he'll get a birthday next year.

Right now, I'm just concerned you get one, too...

I know she saved my life, Dad.

I know what Mum thinks, but that Rachel, she's sound.

I'm sorry for all this.

Hello?

Yeah, speaking.

What kind of trouble?

So, Ms "Ba-jo-rek". "Ba-yorek".

Sorry, Ms "Ba-yorek". My mistake.

You're denying that you were on Donovan Lane at approximately 8.40 this morning?

Is free country, no?

Outside Our Lady Mary's Infants.

They could see you from the school hall.

I'd say that assembly went off with a bang.

I have done nothing.

Why were you talking to the driver of the white Vauxhall Nova?

I was asking for directions.

Where to?

Library.

Who are you working for?

None of your business.

We're trying to help you, Irena.

Anything that you say will be kept confidential.

You want to know who I work for?

It would really help us.

Superprice.

I work on bakery.

What? I am Polish so I must be sex worker?

No, we didn't actually say that.

I am student. I study for university...

You work in a supermarket.

I make panini.

OK, I think we're going to take a break here.

Go on, go check your records.

I have never been in trouble with police.

Just means you've never been caught. Yet.

They've taken him out of class,

put him in the sin bin or whatever they call it.

Scrapping in school? Stephen?

And he started it, they said.

Wait till your mother hears about this.

You have to go.

Dad! It can wait. It can't. That's not our Stevie.

Whatever they gave me in hospital, it hasn't worn off yet.

Dad, you need to go. Please, don't make me feel any worse than I already do.

Not even so much as a parking ticket. Sorry about that.

Irena Bajorek is law-abiding citizen.

She was seen soliciting.

Let's just stop wasting time, shall we?

That would be my assessment.

We've got a chance to get some information on a sex-trafficking ring, Garda.

Or we're interrogating an innocent woman. I'm going to let her go.

You'll have to be quick. She's kicking off in the interview room.

It's me... Where are you?

OK, OK, let's just calm down here.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

You want to tell me what upset you?

I need to get out of here. You have no right to keep me!

Breathe.

I miss my shift at supermarket. I lose money!

For what?

Paninis wait for no man.

You would've been out of here a lot sooner if you'd just helped us out.

Ms Bajorek, you're free to go.

This officer's going to take you to get your things.

Ms Bajorek?

You want to know what happened this morning? I tell you.

You write this down.

This man, he approaches me, grabs me, on public street,

wants to have sex with me.

And when I say no?

He arrests me.

God save me from another case of "he said, she said."

If I had a euro for every time I heard that.

I still need to get him to fill in a report form.

I need his version of events on paper. In detail.

You don't really think...

Just procedure.

Spoken like a...true Inspector.

No sign of the list yet, I take it.

No.

Sean's like a dog on heat.

No change there, then.

What are the odds he's giving on you coming higher than me?

That would be telling.

And the other way around?

I forget!

THEY CHUCKLE

You don't look too bad. Ah, cheers.

Last time I saw you...

What?

You got to help me.

I just need something to keep me going.

Seriously? It'll be sweet. What happened before was a once-off.

I've called my mate. He'll be waiting for you.

You've done what?

If you give him this, he'll give it to you.

Conor...

Rachel, please, I'm begging you. I need it.

But... Look, you don't even have to speak to him.

Please. You're the only one I've got.

The only one I trust.

Yes, Patrick Brennan.

I'd like want to speak to someone in human resources, please.

Irena.

You should not be in here.

No?

What do you think you're playing at?

You lie about me, I lie about you.

We both know what you are.

I work on bakery at a supermarket.

I know what I saw.

What you THINK you saw.

You're going to retract that statement.

Such a big man.

This the only way you can get it...?

You really want to play games with me?

I won't even leave a mark.

Tell them you're lying. No.

You honestly think I'd let a whore like you jeopardise my career?

First, you're going to tell them you're lying.

And then you're going to tell me the name of your pimp. Rozumiec?

Do you understand?

Say it. Yes.

Yes, what? Yes, I understand.

I am decent.

HE SCOFFS As if I'd ever touch you.

I was just about to go in, but I don't want to risk it.

I don't blame you.

My statement. Thought it might help having it in there.

Hmm. You're on the ball.

I've nothing to hide.

Goes with the territory. You have to accept it.

Right attitude.

What do you say? Give it, give it to me!

Pretty please. Come on, Rachel!

What, are you going to watch?

Go on, get out!

Go!

I really hope your mother finds out.

She withdrew her accusation.

What made her change her mind?

You're in the clear. That's all you need to know.

Your statement was a waste of time.

Keep it on file. You never know with this one.

Your faith in paperwork, it fills me with awe.

Don't worry, we'll be keeping a close eye on you.

You're lucky we're not charging you with making a false complaint.

I am free to go?

Yeah. I'd go back to making buns if I was you.

That detective. He is not a good man.

He caught you out.

So he says. He is a wolf.

Conor? We got you some chips.

Dad!

Ah, Jesus Christ.

Conor! Wake up! Conor! what the hell?!

Conor! Wake up, son. Jesus Christ, what are you doin'?

APPLAUSE AND WHOOPING

Congratulations, number three. Right back at ya, number six.

Come on, hand it over.

All right, all right.

The bookie never loses, was it?

Both top ten. That's some going.

It is. Well done, Sarge. Thanks.

So, you ready to leave?

Want to get rid of us?

No, just don't want to lose any more of the good guys.

Plenty left.

You know, I had my money on you.

No need to brown-nose, Holden.

Just saying. Anyway, drinks? At the Pier. For a change?

You don't have to ask twice. Coming, Paudge?

You got a minute?

What haven't you told me, Sergeant Tyrell?

Nothing.

So how come the Chief Superintendent wants to see us both tomorrow morning?

No idea.

Don't hate me, all right?

Oh, what have you done now?

I know what I said, and I've tried.

But I can't do it.

I'm leaving.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, come on, come on. Come on, son, come on.

Is he OK?

What does it look like?

You left him on his own?!

I had to go to pick up Stephen.

Chill, chill. You're going to be all right.

This time, Tommy, but God knows you promised me!

It's not his fault.

HE SLURS

I told you it wouldn't work, just stopping it like this.

I wish you'd died. Stephen!

How the hell did he get a hold of this?

How?

I don't know!

Come on. Come on.

It must have been Rachel.

That stupid girl brings nothing but trouble.

I'm on my way to school, where do you think?

I've got maths.

No, everyone hates maths.

Bye, Dad.

SHE SIGHS

If that girl comes near you again, and I swear...

She won't.

You go on to your meeting, love. We'll be fine.

You don't let him near his phone, or his laptop.

No calling. No texting.

All right, I heard you the first 17 times!

It's not her fault anyway. I made her buy it.

And she'd jump off a cliff if you asked her?

She made a choice. If her father knew...

Mum, Mum... You can't, love.

It's bad enough she knows what's going on. It won't happen again.

Yeah, right. I'm sorry, bro. I'll pay you back, you know that.

Keep your stinking money.

Hey, smiler, seeing as your mum passed her Inspector's interview,

how about we go out for tea this evening?

Kind of a joint celebration.

Or we'll get a takeout.

I'm going to Callum's.

OK. As long as you stay out of trouble today.

Keep your fighting to the gamebox yoke, OK?

Yeah, right. Good man.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Do you see what this is doing to him?

Yeah, I see what it's doing. I'm an addict, not blind!

HE SIGHS

I have to go.

Do not let him out of your sight.

It's a bit strange -

we get duffed off the Beady murder case

and now the brass have descended.

It's not looking good, buddy.

I'm surprised you haven't bugged the place.

We're being downgraded. It's obvious. After McKay, the mole,

it's a wonder they trust us to wipe our own arses.

What's that, Paudgey? A love letter?

It's my official complaint against you for crimes against my nostrils.

Your man-spray is playing havoc with my sinuses.

All the rage in Paris.

So is rabies.

You can't.

I told you I was going to do it.

And in case you're wondering, I've checked the Garda Handbook.

I don't need your permission to resign. Nikki's getting this today.

Third place on the list. Congratulations. Thank you, sir.

I'm sure you're anxious to know where you'll be transferred.

Well, naturally. Always looking for a new challenge.

Thing is, Detective Grogan,

it's been decided not to replace Superintendent McKay.

No Super?

Red Rock will come under the jurisdiction

of a Regional Superintendent.

Oh.

But every ship needs a rudder.

A captain.

And we need someone to take charge of this place.

An Inspector.

And we think that one of you would be the ideal candidate.

Me?

Take over here?

You don't think you're up to it?

I didn't say that.

Oh, you've plans.

Yeah, I'd like to change things.

Not a fan of the Gospel According To McKay?

Well, we're all well aware of the circumstances surrounding his death.

I learned a lot from him.

How to manage a team, make them pull together,

lead from the top.

And what not to do.

Yeah...that, too.

There'd be a considerable hike in the workload, obviously.

Sergeant Tyrell.

I'm not afraid of hard work.

As Superintendent McKay made clear. He was a big fan.

Worked both ways.

And you think you'd have the respect of the station?

That they'd accept you as leader?

I wouldn't see a problem. Hm.

You do have a family.

How would they feel about you spending more time here?

No problem.

They'd hardly notice.

Either these things are getting smaller

or my eyesight's gone to hell.

You've to wait another hour before I can give you any more.

Dad, please, just give me one.

I can't have you end up back in hospital!

One hour. That's all.

You do this, come out the other side,

get your life back together.

Who knows, go back to studying law.

Can I at least have my phone?

What for? To call Rachel.

Conor!

You don't have to tell Mum. Please.

I just... I need to talk to her. I was mean to her. Really mean.

She knows the score, she'll understand.

She's my best mate and I'm going out of my mind.

Please, just one conversation with someone else.

I'm not going to go anywhere.

I'll be right here! Please.

Just give her a wide berth if you know what's good for you.

The Ridge Estate, is it?

I'll be glad to see the back of that place, I can tell you.

Sharon? Where're we going?

Bunking off?

What are you, the mitch patrol?

This seat taken?

It's getting worse, Ange, the shaking and the shivering.

What about the painkillers the hospital gave us?

He'll OD on them if I give him any more of them.

Sitting here watching him like this...I hate it.

You want to be here,

trying to paint on a smile like everything's hunky-dory?

Sorry, I forgot to ask. How did it go this morning?

I'll get home as soon as I can.

Ange?

How's Conor doing?

Sorry? He rang in sick the other day.

I haven't seen sight nor sound of him since.

He's, erm...

He's still recuperating.

Oh. When can I expect him back?

I don't know.

Ah. That's a great help, thanks.

You should be more concerned about your daughter

rather than worrying over my son and his shifts.

What?

Last Monday, I had to stop a seagull fighting a tramp for a cheese sambo.

I found Beady Burke's body and I reunited a granny with her poodle.

That's what I love about this job.

Everyone else, they wake up in the morning

and they know what their day is going to be like. Not us.

We never know what's going to happen.

And the prize for stating the bleedin' obvious

goes to Garda Cleere.

So go on, tell me what you're going to do when you leave.

None of your business. You have absolutely no idea.

I've plenty of options.

Taking Mammy to bingo? A big shop once a month?

Go ahead, get it out of your system.

You wanted to be a guard your whole life.

Don't deny it. I've had to listen to the story a million times.

My property portfolio could do with expanding.

I might go Mediterranean.

Your portfolio is dead in the water.

Just like him.

He's in there. Beady.

Thought you might want to make sure he's really gone.

You can't chuck your career away over him.

We should go somewhere.

Guards always come down here at lunchtime.

I don't care.

You really don't, do you?

No.

Well, we could go to a pub down the road.

They never ask for ID.

Or you could just come down to my place.

Don't be like that.

Come on. No.

Come on! I said no!

Leave her alone!

Let's go.

Touch her again, I'll rip your lungs out.

You should be more careful.

You can't trust lads like that.

But it's OK to talk to strangers?

Rachel... You shouldn't be here.

I know.

I've missed you.

She said you'd say that.

Who?

My therapist.

Oh, God.

It was good. She told me how sick you are.

How you lied to me all that time.

No. What a disgusting pervert you are. Apparently you groomed me.

You told them that's not true? I told her that I hated you.

That wherever you were, I hoped you'd killed yourself.

Slit your wrists.

Hey. Hey, give that to me.

You had no business bringing me here!

My problem isn't with Beady, it's with me. What I did.

Forget what you did, right? Think about what you're going to do!

Think about how you're going to make this up to McKay. You owe him.

Do you think he'd want me in his station?

He was all for arresting me.

I called you a gutless coward once.

But you're not.

You did the right thing. You told McKay.

You might never shift the guilt,

but the only thing you can do is be the best guard you can.

It's the only way, Paudge.

I'm no guard.

Not any more.

What the...?

You don't need that.

And how would you know?

I know you.

I don't want you messing things up for yourself.

Good one.

Look, believe it or not, I care about you.

Save your fatherly advice for your own daughter.

Your five minutes are up.

Look, I was wrong. I know that.

Yeah, I was one big mistake.

No, what I told the guards.

The bit about me being some loopy kid? Tapped?

I wish I could take it back. It's not true.

It was real, me and you.

I understand you don't want to know me...

..but just please know this.

I've done a hell of a lot of thinking while I've been away.

I've left Jules.

You mean she kicked you out. No, no, I left.

I couldn't stand being near her.

Not after us. Not after you.

I don't care what anyone says, I'm not some kind of paedophile.

I don't go for kids. That's not what you are, not to me. Not ever.

Stop... Just please stop.

Look... Just, whatever happens,

I just want to make sure that you know the truth.

That's all.

You left me.

I was dying and you walked away.

I've been after him for months. Skanger.

Robbing old folks and telling them he's putting in a water meter.

See? This is what I was talking about.

You. You're a guard through and through.

No. No, that was a one-off.

Bin that letter.

I couldn't get a pulse. I had to do something.

I knew the ambulance wouldn't get to you in time.

Rescue breaths. Chest compressions.

Nothing.

I thought I'd lost you.

And then...

And then you were back with me.

Erm...

Cleere showed up...

..and everything... Everything just went wrong.

I could have you arrested for just sitting here.

You could.

If I shout over to them.

OK, look...

..you can throw this away if you want.

If you ever want to talk.

Any time, OK?

It gives me great pleasure to announce that the

new Inspector in charge of this station

is to be Detective Nikki Grogan.

Woo! Woo!

Thanks, thanks. OK, hush.

APPLAUSE STOPS Oh, it worked!

I could get used to this.

Erm, we've had a pretty rough ride lately

and we've got through, maybe a bit battered, but this station

feels like home and I couldn't leave here, even if I wanted to.

I'm not going to be another James McKay.

I can't. There was only one, and we loved him.

But it's time to look to the future now.

He would have wanted that.

And I think he'd be really proud of all of us.

Couldn't have wished for a better successor. Thanks. Truly.

All right, I want you lot down the pub. Spend your winnings.

My drinks are on you, your drinks are on you, so go on.

She's the right woman for the job, Sir.

You gave us no choice, Sergeant.

Withdrawing from promotion. You know what that means?

You might never get another chance.

Thanks, Paudge. You'll be brilliant. Big boots to fill.

Thanks so much.

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER

Mrs Tyrell.

I need to... Do you know what you've done? Buying drugs for my son?

Look at you. Like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.

I saw him... I'm not interested in anything you have to say.

No-one is.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Suits you.

It'll always be his.

What can I do for you?

So we're not moving, then?

No. We're staying put.

Good.

Ange?

How could I take it? The chance of promotion

isn't going to come knocking again any time soon.

It might. Never say never.

Who needs the extra paperwork?

Nikki will be grand.

I know how much it meant to you.

Yeah...

..but our son means more.

The boss is in the building!

CHEERING

Thank you so much for the card, Paudge.

On the ball, our Paudgey.

There for dancing.

And he left the price on. Nice touch.

Now, the big question is, who's going to buy their new boss a pint?

Your round, Detective.

Come on. Shove up in the bed there.

I'm not going anywhere.

Come again, OK? Will do.

Where have you been?

And don't lie to me. I already contacted your form teacher.

Apparently you're visiting a sick relative.

Dad, I... You're grounded.

You can't do that. We made a plan, Rach.

We said if you acted like a kid, I'd have to treat you like one.

I'm not a kid.

Yeah, you are.

PHONE CHIMES

We know we're the last thing

between something disastrous...

..and something hopeful.

Just sometimes we make a difference.

That's why we come to work.

That's what this place is all about.

SIRENS WAIL