All language subtitles for Hope.Street.S04E06.1080p.WEB.H264-DiMEPiECE

Come on, Chloe, keep up!

I can't believe
I let you talk me into this.

The fresh air.
You can taste it.

-What was that?

Sounded like a car crash.

It's Nicole.

This is Detective Constable
Luke Jackson.

I'm gonna need an ambulance
to Ballymountain Road.

We've got a heavily pregnant
woman involved in an RTC.

No signs of any trauma
or visible injury.

No other injured persons.

Injured party
is still in the vehicle.

Nicole. It's Chloe Jackson.
Can you hear me?

The baby...

I think my waters have broken!

Don't you worry.
The ambulance is on its way.

This is good of you, Eve.
But I could have managed.

We both know this was aimed
at the pair of us.

"Killers" not "killer".

Hello, son.
Where are you headed?

I'm just going to the shops
for Granny.

She's never heard
of online shopping. What's this?

Mindless vandalism.

I'm lending Marlene
a wee hand to get rid of it.

-Right.
-See you later.

Sorry, your husband's
not picking up.

I've left a message, but...
-I can't do this on my own.

I'm sure Clint won't be long.

He's at a country music festival
in County Fermanagh!

Why don't I come to the hospital
with you?

Um, yes, please, I'd like that.

Let me know
how you get on.

Okay, Dad.

Nicole's waters have broken.

What, because
of the crash?

I wouldn't be surprised.
Her car's taken some impact.

So, the guy did a runner, then?

Guys. Plural.
Both doors are open.

Right, I'll call this one in,
see if I can find out

who the registered driver is.
-Okay.

Papa Delta eight two
to Control. Over.

Go ahead,
Papa Delta eight two.

Yeah, just looking at a wee VRN
check on reg HFZ 3281.

That's Hotel Foxtrot Zulu
three two eight one. Over.

What are you doing here?

Just out for a walk.
What's happened?

Someone ran into Nicole.

Is she okay?
What about the baby?

Well, Nicole's in one piece.

But it looks like
she's gone into labour.

That's mad!

Sure, I was only at
the hospital with her yesterday

for a check-up,
and everything was fine.

Vehicle's registered
to Jed Callaghan

of Seaview Road, Port Devine.

Clint's away. She's gonna
want me to open up the bar.

Can you give me a lift?

You've finished your hike now,
have you?

Yeah, it wasn't a hike!
It's a wee dander.

So, what's this I hear
about you and Marlene Pettigrew

out at the crack of dawn,
painting a wall?

How did you hear about that?

My friend Phyllis from
Bible class was driving past.

Gave me a wee ring. You know
what a terrible gossip she is.

It's no big deal. It's just a
bit of graffiti on Barry's wall.

Probably kids.

-Good morning, Mrs. Dunlop.
-Mr. Callaghan.

Eve, I'm sure you won't remember
me from our schooldays.

You haven't changed a bit.

I remember you very well,
Jed Callaghan.

What can we do for you?

Well, I'm sorry to say
I'm here to report a crime.

My car's been stolen.

Well, we'll see if we can get it
back for you. You head on in.

Constable McCarthy will
take your statement.

He's the one
that hasn't changed.

Same old smooth charmer.

I've no time for that man.

Is that cos he imports wine
for a living?

Aye. There's that.

And other things.

Like what?

You know me.
I'm not one to gossip.

Well, the car was there
when I went to bed.

And I got up this morning
and it had vanished.

Can you give me
the registration, please?

HFZ 3281.

Okay.

Alright, bye, bye-bye.

So, Nicole's been taken
into hospital.

Sounds like she's in labour.
-She's what?

Um...

Nicole's been in an accident,
but she's fine, the baby's fine.

But it might have brought on
her labour.

-What kind of accident?
-It was a head-on collision.

The other car's registration
is...HFZ 3281.

That's Jed Callaghan's
stolen car.

Do we know who was driving it?
-No, not yet.

They fled the scene.
-I'd better let Jed know

that his car's been involved
in an accident.

I can do that. You get yourself
on up to the hospital.

Go.

-Callum!
-Hey.

Still no baby, as you can see.

Is everything okay?

The midwife says
there's nothing to worry about,

that baby's just decided
to pop out a bit early.

Thank goodness for that.

I'll give you guys some space.

Thanks.

I'm also here
in an official capacity.

So, I need
to take your statement.

Well, I can tell you now
that the whole thing's a blur.

I can't believe...

our baby...

is on his way.

Yes. He is.

Which is more than I can say
for that husband of mine.

Can you tell us
where you keep your car key?

Yeah, it's in the kitchen
drawer. The fob's still there.

I presume they used some
sort of device to unlock it.

Possibly.
Have you got a spare fob?

Yep. It's with my son.

I don't suppose he could
have driven the car away?

No way. Rory's at work.

Night shift as a security guard.

Do you know when he'll be back?

Rory wouldn't take my car
without speaking to me.

We'd still appreciate
a chance to speak to him.

Just to rule him out.

Yep.

Rory Callaghan didn't show up
for work last night.

Yeah, I've tried his mobile
a few times.

It's going straight
to voicemail.

Is Rory the kind of lad to go
out joyriding in his dad's car

and run away
from the scene of an accident?

Maybe.

He's always had
a bit of a mouth on him.

-Ah, like his dad. Smoothie Jed.

It's gonna be
a big responsibility.

-What is?
-Being this baby's grandfather.

I mean,
Nicole's parents are dead.

Clint's mum is in a care home
and he doesn't speak to his dad.

That just leaves me.

What about your wife,
Callum's mum?

She's in a mood with Callum
cos he's taken me in.

I mean, do I even look old
enough to be a grandfather?

Yeah, yeah. You do.

What took you so long?

Well, thank goodness
you're here, at least.

But I thought you wanted Clint
here with you at the birth.

She does.

-Look who I found.
-Oh, Clint!

Hiya, love.

Oh, Clint! Am I glad to see you.

I came as soon
as I got Chloe's message.

-Thank you.
-No problem.

I am so sorry.

I know how much
you were looking forward

to the country music festival.

Ah, this is a million times
more important.

Right, uh, I'll get off.
Uh, keep me up to speed.

-Yeah, will do.
-Is it okay if I go, too?

Callum can give you a lift,
can't you, Callum?

Mm-hmm.

Thank you for being
my guardian angel.

Any time.

I just found this
by the back door.

Passport belonging
to Rory Callaghan.

You know him?

No.
Stick it behind the bar, sure?

Tell you what,
I'll phone our Callum.

I'll ask him
what we should do with it.

There's no need
to bother the police, yeah?

Aye, your stepmother's
lost her marbles.

Up painting a wall
at the crack of dawn.

She was doing what?

Well, someone graffitied
Marlene Pettigrew's wall.

Mum helped her get rid of it.
-And why would Eve do that?

Well, the graffiti
was homophobic.

-What?
-Yeah, well, Marlene's gay.

I think Mum was trying to
clear it off before I'd see it.

Marlene is also
a police officer.

It might have something
to do with that.

Right. If you say so.

Are people in this town
homophobic?

-Not that I'm aware of.
-Well, that's good.

Because Andrew's
coming to visit.

OMG, Lois!
We're gonna meet the boyfriend!

-What can we do for you, lads?
-It's my dad we need to see.

Here he is! The father-to-be.
Any news?

Uh, not yet.

Two of you.
What's the big deal?

Well, the car that hit Nicole
belongs to Rory Callaghan's dad.

Rory's been AWOL
ever since the accident.

Was Rory in here last night?

Not that I saw.

Nor me. Mind you,
I don't think

he could
have dropped it last night.

Why not?

Because I swept the area
at the back door first thing

and there was no sign
of that passport then.

Right, so it must have been
dropped this morning.

Is that him?
Police, stop!

Rory Callaghan! Stop!

Stop!

Get your hands off me!

Give me the bag!

Some bruising you've got there,
Rory.

Wouldn't happen to be
from a car crash, would it?

What the hell would you know?
You a doctor?

Rory Callaghan, I'm arresting
you for aggravated taking

and driving away and leaving
the scene of an accident.

You don't have to say anything,
but I must caution you

if you do not mention
when questioned

something which you later rely
on in court,

it will harm your defence.

If you do say anything,
it may be given in evidence.

Clothes and toiletries.

And your passport?
You going anywhere nice?

Let's go.

Right, Rory.

We've just been talking
to Dr. McKenzie.

Having examined you,
he reckons that,

in addition
to the extensive bruising,

he suspects that you've suffered
two cracked ribs.

So, did that happen during the
vehicle collision this morning?

Not this.

Again, I wasn't in a vehicle
collision as you call it.

I fell over.
Yesterday, at work.

-Yesterday?
-Yes.

I went to A&E.

Check their records
if you don't believe me.

Oh, don't you worry.
We will.

Your father reported his car
stolen this morning.

Whoever took it collided
with a heavily pregnant woman

and then fled the scene.

Whoever stole my dad's car,
it wasn't me.

So, what did Rory have to say?

Who? Mr. Charm and Personality?
Not a lot.

He claims he always carries
his passport with him.

Guess what?
I don't believe him.

Yeah, I'll do some digging here.

See if he's booked
onto a flight.

Did you ask Rory why he was
hiding out in the Commodore?

Why he picked it, of all places?

He claims he fancied a morning
latte. Found the back door open.

Needless to say, we're pretty
sure that's a lie, too.

Hmm.

Grand day, isn't it?
A great wee spot.

Aye. You could do
a lot worse than Port Devine.

Lived here all your life,
have you?

I can't imagine
living anywhere else.

-Custard cream?
-Ah...

Go on.
Let yourself go.

I am a sucker
for a custard cream.

Thank you.

Did you hear
Nicole's in hospital?

I'm gonna be a grandfather.

Oh, congratulations.
If, uh, that's not premature.

The word is that all is fine.

You're a grandmother yourself,
aren't you? Although...

you don't look old enough.

Oh. Just the one grandson.

I'm sure you have him
spoilt rotten.

Oh, aye. He deserves it.
He's a good lad.

They just grow up so fast.

Tell me about it.

One minute, Callum
was in short trousers,

the next minute,
he's having one of his own.

Your wife must be delighted.

You are still married,
aren't you?

In theory, dear lady. In theory.

What about you? I refuse
to believe that you're single.

Oh, divorced this many a year.

And no one's swept you
off your feet?

Seamie.

Hiya, son.

Can I ask you a wee question?

Oh, well, uh,
I'd better get going.

Thanks for the biscuit.

Shoot.

How do you think Rory Callaghan

got into the Commodore
this morning?

Now that is a mystery.

I'd swear on the grave
of Yeats himself

that those doors were locked.
-Right.

So, either he had a key

or someone let him in.
-I suppose.

Seamie! How long is this break?
What, like, a month?

I need a wee word.

Okay.

I'll leave you two lovebirds
to it.

Were you in that car
that hit Nicole?

I know full well
you're not the kind of girl

who goes on early morning walks.

Were you in that car with
Rory Callaghan this morning?

Yes, I was in the car.

But I was on my own.

Okay.

In that case...

Brandi McClure,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

of taking and driving away a car

and leaving
the scene of an accident.

Brandi,
did you tell Constable Power

that you were driving
the vehicle,

registration number HFZ 3281,

that was involved
in a collision this morning?

Yeah, I did.

Who was in the car with you,
Brandi?

Nobody. I was on my own.

Then why did you leave
the scene of the accident?

I just panicked.

Were you aware
that you'd hit Nicole?

Yeah. I felt terrible.

That's why I went back
just to see if she was Okay.

Oh.

Well, that was big of you.

Look...

last night,
when we closed the pub,

I went to Rory Callaghan's
house.

We just watched a movie
and fell asleep.

But when I woke up,
I didn't fancy getting a taxi

so I just borrowed
his da's car.

The last thing I wanted to do

was to get in a crash with
anyone, least of all Nicole.

Can we just get this over with?
Charge me or whatever?

What I do believe is Brandi was
in that car when it hit Nicole.

But she wasn't driving?

Then why is she covering
for Rory Callaghan?

Ryan, did your girlfriend
ever introduce you to him?

Mention him?

I had no idea
they even knew each other.

-Jed Callaghan is here.

He wants to know
what's going on with his son.

Here's a little something to
welcome you back to Port Devine.

That is very generous of you.

My mother's running a charity
raffle. I'll donate it to that.

We have to be careful
about accepting gifts.

Of course. Sorry.

So, how is Rory?

Did he really take my car?

We don't know that yet,
not for sure.

What we do know is
that he made a break for it

when my officers
tried to talk to him.

And why would he do that
if he's innocent?

Exactly.
Tell me, Mr. Callaghan...

-Please. Jed.

Was Rory planning
on going away anywhere?

Rory, go away? What,
from Port Devine, you mean?

-Hmm.

I mean, apart from
when he slopes off to work.

I mean, that's all I can do
to get him to leave the house.

Rory Callaghan was booked

on the 10:00 flight
to Manchester this morning.

His father clearly
knew nothing about that.

Well, that's interesting
because the flight was paid for

with Jed's credit card.

So, Rory was definitely
planning on doing a runner.

I finally got through
to the hospital.

Rory was telling the truth.

He went to A&E
yesterday afternoon

and they diagnosed him
with two cracked ribs.

He was also badly bruised.

So, the day before
the car crash?

Won't they make you
wipe that off?

Excuse me.
This stuff is non-toxic,

non-flammable

and it's perfectly safe for
bonding with baby skin to skin.

I've done my research.

-Of course you have.
-And besides...

I don't want to give birth
looking like a bag of spanners.

How did Callum seem to you?

Well, he seemed alright.
Why?

Now that it's so close to this
wee one being born, I just...

maybe it's the hormones, but...

I just don't know how
any of this is going to work.

Look, it really doesn't matter
what Callum does or doesn't do.

Why?

Because you'll always have me.

Why don't you like
Jed Callaghan?

Am I allowed
to take my coat off?

Is it something to do
with his late wife?

Maeve.

What do you know about her?

Well, I used to see
the pair of them

when I came to visit you.
-Hmm.

I always thought there was
something odd

about that relationship.

No, Maeve was a decent,
God-fearing woman

until the cancer took her.
May she rest in peace.

Jed, on the other hand,
I never liked.

Oh, he may be all fine wines
and flash cars now,

but, just like your da, he was
never out of the Commodore.

I strongly suspected Jed used
to head home at closing time

and knock seven bells
out of poor Maeve.

And you didn't report this
because...?

She flat-out denied it.

Thank you.
That is really helpful.

I don't suppose you're going to
tell me why it was helpful.

-No, I'm not.
-Fine.

Then you can answer me
another question.

That graffiti you and Marlene
were painting over,

was it homophobic?

-No, it wasn't.
-Well, Ross thinks it was.

He thinks you were helping her
get rid of it in case he saw it.

It wasn't homophobic!
I'll set him straight.

But what did it say?

Somebody had spray painted the
word "killers" on Barry's wall.

"Killers"?

Yep. Goodness knows why.

It was probably kids
or something.

Poor Marlene.

Good for you
for helping her paint it over.

Good for you
for looking out for our Ross.

Hmm, don't go praising me.
I'm not that woke.

Ross told me that Andrew fella's
coming to stay.

-He never mentioned that to me.
-What do you feel about it?

That it's all moving
a bit too quickly.

Hmm!

Hello, Rory.

I'm here to tell you that
we are releasing you on bail,

pending further enquiries.

What? Sorry?

Someone else has confessed
to driving your dad's car,

leaving the scene
of the accident.

Are you not going
to ask us who confessed?

Or is that because
you know that already?

Uh, no. Of course not.

Your father's waiting for you.

Rory...

do you have anything
you'd like to tell us?

About your father?

About how he treats you?

No.

-Need a hand?
-Oh, that would be nice.

I spoke to your mother.

That graffiti
was definitely not homophobic.

-Really?
-Definitely not.

That's good.

You know,
if anybody in this town

ever does give you
a hard time...

Yeah?

...they'll have me to deal with!

Thanks, Gran.

Love you too.

You okay?
-Yeah. Onions.

So, do you really think that Jed
is physically abusing Rory?

I'm almost sure of it.

If I'm right, we've just sent
Rory into the lions' den.

When his dad finds out about the
credit card, he's gonna lose it.

So, what do we do?

I reckon that Brandi girl knows
far more than she's letting on.

Rory's gone home with his dad?

That a problem, is it?

Well, what does
Mr. Callaghan know?

About what?

Does he know I took his car?

Nobody believes that.

Jed's not stupid.

It won't take him long
to get the truth out of Rory.

Jed's gonna kill him.

What happened, Brandi?

Because we can't help Rory
unless you tell us.

When I went to the hospital
with Nicole, I ran into Rory.

How do you know each other?

We used to go out when I worked
at the Sheep and Lamb.

So, what happened
at the hospital?

Rory was in bad shape.

Cracked ribs, and he tried
to give me some story

about how he fell at work.
-And you didn't believe him?

Look, I've known for ages
that Rory's dad beats him up.

But Rory's always denied it.

So, what did you do?

When I saw what state he was in
in the hospital,

I just, I...I couldn't let go.

So, after work last night...

I just took a taxi
to his place.

And then when I got there,
I saw his dad beating him up.

I saw it through the window.

When his dad went to bed,
I tried to get Rory to call 999,

but he wouldn't.

So, I just convinced him
to book a flight,

just take his dad's car
to the airport.

So, Rory was driving, not you?

Yeah.

Are you willing
to make a formal statement

telling us what you saw?

That's great, Brandi.

But I still don't think
we have what we need.

What we need
is concrete evidence.

Do you mean, like, proof,

about what
his dad's been doing to him?

Mm-hmm.

I can help you.
I've got that.

Is that what you needed?

Yeah.

Am I still in trouble?

Stealing a car and leaving
the scene of an accident

are serious offences.

As is perverting
the course of justice.

But we'll do everything we can
to explain the circumstances

to the powers that be.

Take your hands off me!

That doesn't sound good.

Ryan, Callum. Cover the
front door. Yous two, with me.

-Rory!

Police! Stop now!

I'm -- I'm sorry
you witnessed that.

I checked my bank statement...

and I saw that Rory
had used my credit card.

And when I confronted him
about it...

he told me he took my car.

I-I'm ashamed to say
I completely lost my temper.

It's never happened before.

Isn't that right, Rory?

Yeah.

You're wasting your time,
Mr. Callaghan.

Sorry?

We have video evidence that
proves this is not a one-off.

Detective Constable,
could you do the honours?

Jed Callaghan,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

of assault
and domestic violence.

You do not have to say anything,
but I must caution you

if you do not mention
when questioned

something which you later
rely on in court,

it may harm your defence.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Why didn't you tell someone?

Since Mum died,
it's just been the two of us.

He's my dad.

He always says sorry.

I'm sorry
I had to arrest you.

No, it's alright.
I'm sorry.

I didn't give you much choice.

What you did today,

you may not have gone about it
the right way,

but we know you meant well.

And, hey, look, at least
Rory's safe. Thanks to you.

Shall we?

See you later?

Yeah.
I'll come down to the pub.

So, um...

you must have been so worried
when she confessed.

Too right.

You know, I actually thought

that I was gonna
have to return this.

No!

So, Jed Callaghan
is behind bars.

Not a moment too soon
in my opinion.

Hmm.

Mum, has Granny mentioned
about Andrew coming to visit?

She did.
Don't you think it's a bit soon?

I thought you said the pair of
you were taking things slowly.

What?

She thinks you want him
to stay the night.

No, he's...he's only coming
to visit for the day, like.

Andrew's welcome here
however long he wants to stay.

Isn't that right?

Of course, of course.
Just let us all know when.

Well...

Uh, Lois Dunlop. I don't want to
see you lifting another finger.

Me and the kids will wash up.
Come on.

Where did you get this man?

Can you get me one like him?

You in the market for a man,
Lois?

Of course not!
Cheeky wee article.

You putting us up
and putting up with us...

it's appreciated.

Well, you can show
your gratitude

by being honest with me.
-About what?

That graffiti. "Killers"?

Doesn't sound like kids to me.

More targeted, nasty.

Marlene's been a police officer
for a long time, Mother.

She can handle it.

Not "killer," mind you.

"Killers." More than one.

And there's you helping Marlene
to scrub it off.

We think it has something
to do with Shelley.

Shelley Moffatt, that
disappeared all those years ago?

-Yeah.
-Why would you think that?

Because someone keeps
sending me and Marlene stuff.

What kind of stuff?

A bracelet I made for Shelley,

uh, flowers from Shelley
on the day of Barry's funeral.

And other things.

Surely that poor girl's
long dead?

That's what Marlene thinks.

So, this graffiti artist

has accused you and Marlene
of having killed her?

That's what it's looking like.

Ah, to be honest with you,

I always thought Shelley
took her own life.

-Why?
-The shame.

Having a baby that young
and out of wedlock.

What?

Shelley had a baby, a few weeks
before she went missing.

Of course her mother let on that
she'd spent the summer

with her cousins in Strabane,
but I wasn't fooled.

-I knew it. I asked her.
-What did she say?

Well, she denied it, of course.

I asked her, too.

Oh, you know me, I'm not one
to beat about the bush.

She swore blind she wasn't,
but I could tell she was lying.

No, that poor girl was pregnant.

-Who was pregnant?
-Uh, nobody you'd know.

Ah. Girls' talk.

-Mm-hmm.
-I'll make myself scarce.

You haven't told your husband
about this?

No.

Do you not think
you should tell him?

Why?

He's a detective,
for goodness sake.

And I'm an inspector.
I can handle this.

I'll see you later.
-Where are you going?

-The Commodore.
-Oh, I'm not invited?

You said it was
a den of iniquity.

Well, then,
I shall be raising the tone.

Come on.

Don't you two look a picture?
Father and son.

There you are.
You just misseded

Your son was born
half an hour ago.

My son...

Come and meet him.

Hun, let Callum have a hold.

I'm not sure I know what to do
here. I was an only child.

Oh, you'll soon learn.

Oh, he's so tiny.

-Hello, you.

That's, uh, Marlene
asking what's happening.

Oh, give her a call
and tell her the good news.

Yeah.

Okay. I'll, uh, I'll go outside.

I'm a granddad!

Drinks on the house!

Uh, I'm not sure what Nicole
will think about that.

It's Nicole's baby
we're celebrating.

So, congratulations
are in order?

They are indeed, Mrs. Dunlop.

-Lois. Please.
-Congratulations.

Well, I'll, um,
have an orange squash, please.

-Inspector?
-Glass of white wine, please.

I need a word with Marlene.

Brandi, I'm sorry.

Don't be. It was my idea
to steal your da's car.

Did they let you talk to him?

He refused to see me.
Nah, I'll try again tomorrow.

Oh, he doesn't deserve you.

What about
your policeman boyfriend?

I presume he wouldn't be too
impressed with you

ending up
with a criminal record.

Ryan's cool. Like,
that's why we get on so well.

Do you want a drink,
seeing as we're on the house?

Yeah.

-Shelley was pregnant?
-Yeah, according to my mother.

Do you remember she disappeared
for the whole of that summer?

Aye, to Strabane
to stay with her cousins.

She was having a baby?

You're a terrible man,
Mr. McCarthy.

Seamie, please.

Hmm. Very well.

Seamie.

So...tell me this.
-And tell you no more?

Exactly.

How long ago did you
and Mrs. McCarthy separate?

-We haven't.
-Sorry, what?

We haven't been separated.

Alright, she's a wee bit
annoyed with me,

I'll give you that.

That's why I'm holed up
down here.

But you've been in Port Devine
for about six months.

When I say a wee bit annoyed,
she's actually raging.

But I still love
the bones of her.

Excuse me.

Oh, I get it.

You've got a notion
for Seamie there.

That's why you wanted
to come here tonight.

That tedious twit?
Are you insane?

Oh, Rory. Meet Ryan.
He's my boyfriend.

-Hi.
-You've got a diamond here, pal.

Don't I know it, mate?

I'll, uh, catch you later.

So, how did you get to know him,
then?

Who, Rory?
We used to see each other.

Oh.

How come I didn't know
about that?

Because it's not that important.

So, Shelley had a baby.
What does that change?

It opens up the possibility that
if Shelley did have a kid...

No, hold on.

Do you think Shelley's kid
has been targeting us?

Who else could harbour
that kind of a grudge?

Do you remember
I was telling you about Niamh?

My ex?

About how I was always
on her case.

I...

I have tried so hard
not to be like that with you.

Yeah, and you being chilled out

is a huge part
of why this works.

I don't want to be controlling
here, Brandi, I...

I really don't.

But I just, I can't --
I can't go on like this.

I need to know
what you're thinking.

I need to know
what I mean to you.

D-Don't pressure me.

I don't know who you are.

You never talk to me
about your family,

about where you're from.

Your past.

Uh...do you want
to know who I am?

Yeah.

I'm your ex-girlfriend.

This is over.