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Do you want me to call an ambulance?

Get the fuck out of here.

Go! Leg it! They're coming!

Aw, for fuck's sake.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Look, he fucking stabbing me.

Give me the gun and get out to the car.

I'll do it myself, ya fuckin' dope!

Please. Please, don't shoot.

Brother, please. Please, man, don't.

I've got two kids, man! Please!

We won't say anything. We swear.

Let's go.

Shop is open

Everything is ready for the transfer.

Well, let's see.

We will make them pay...

Let's go.

Baby.

What's so urgent?

Your order's in transit.

The first half of your payment is due.

I know. I'll have it by Friday.

I want it today.

That's the account we want it in.

And not all in one go. Multiple transactions.

It's not me first rodeo.

Then I can expect those lodgements in

by close of business?

Did you get it all?

Yeah.

Kinsella?

Yeah.

Just one. The other one waits out here.

Yeah.

The only evidence that places

my client at the scene of the shooting

is a single eyewitness's testimony --

an eyewitness who has since passed away.

You mean murdered

in a targeted assassination at a supermarket.

That is unfortunate,

but if that witness is not available to be cross-examined,

their statement must be deemed inadmissible.

We ask that all charges be struck out.

Does the prosecution object

to the defense's application?

No, Judge.

This court strikes out all charges

against Eric Xavier Kinsella

in relation to the shooting on the 20th of September.

How does this work?

You give them that code,

they take it to a colleague of mine in Madrid,

he'll pay them $2 million.

Just like that?

Yes.

You ready?

Yeah, just give me a minute. I'll see you in the car.

Here he is.

Hello, love.

Oh. Good to see you. You good?

I'm better now that I've seen you.

Hey!

Where's Frank?

He's just helping Amanda with a bit of business.

They're coming later, though.

They're meeting us at the restaurant.

Nice wheels.

Oh, well. Glad you like it.

Because it's yours.

Fuck off. No way!

Check out the boot.

Business must be good.

You have no idea.

Let's fucking go!

- Well? - All done.

Let them know we're here?

Did you bring what we asked?

Of course.

I'll go check this.

So...do we talk to you or him?

My father would rather not have to send a daughter

to look after his business.

But one of your family killed his son.

Eamon Cunningham was trying to wipe this family out.

We had to protect ourselves.

My brother had no involvement in any of that.

Michael thought it was one of Eamon's bodyguards.

What happened was a terrible mistake.

But we're here to make amends...

for the loss of your brother.

My family has lost their only boy.

How do you make amends for that?

We just handed over $2 million.

That was the price of this meeting, nothing more.

We're willing to double that sum to ensure Michael's safety.

Michael Kinsella killed my brother,

and he will pay for that.

Why come here if you're not going to negotiate?

To discuss Eamon Cunningham's debt to my family.

He owed my father almost $70 million.

And, as you killed him, the debt is now yours.

You're fucking joking.

You have been making lots of money

from the drugs that you stole.

- Nothing like $70 million. - That's your problem.

I'm just telling you what you owe.

This is fucking bullshit.

I imagined you would respond like this.

And, honestly, I hope you tell my father

to go fuck himself.

This is the outcome I would like.

'Cause then it won't be just Michael who is a target,

but every single one of your family.

That transfer has been received.

I fly home tomorrow.

If by then I haven't heard how you intend to repay the debt,

my father will assume our families are at war.

Welcome home.

Thanks for arranging that thing for me.

I don't want to have to do anything like that again.

You won't.

I'm here now.

I'll look after everything.

Okay?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

We'll start with three bottles of the Louis Roederer Cristal,

and I want some nibbles as well for the table --

the crispy quail eggs, the pâté,

and the Dublin Bay prawns.

Thank you.

I've ordered the champagne.

- Lovely. - Okay.

Let's get our booze on.

Ahh.

There he is now.

Who's Mister fucking Boy Band?

That's Dan, the new Dotser.

- Hey. - About fuckin' time.

Hey.

It's great to have you back.

Thanks, Da.

Jimmy, I'll follow you over.

Did you lose your watch?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come here.

You've been juicin'? You big con.

Fuck off. Yeah.

- You look great. - You too. You good?

- Yeah, yeah. - How did it go, Frank?

They wouldn't even discuss a figure for Michael.

They want a head.

And that's not all.

Rory, you can go.

Jimmy's gonna drive me in his car.

Are you sure? I don't mind waiting.

Yeah, positive. Thanks.

- Hey. You okay? - Let's just go.

What did you tell them?

That your ma had a fall and we had to go to hospital,

like you said.

They probably think you're trying to avoid Viking.

I don't care what they think.

Just as long as it's not this.

How could Eamon Cunningham

owe $70 million?

He was minted!

On other people's money.

That has to be bollocks.

They're talking through their fuckin' hoop.

What?

We're not paying it.

Just out of one war, you want to go starting another one

with someone else -- someone even bigger?

So what do we do?

See how much cash we can lay our hands on.

But it's not gonna be anything like what they want.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

This is some fucking party.

So it's been around 12 weeks?

Uh, 13 on Friday.

Hm. And it was an assisted conception?

Yeah. IVF.

Okay.

We'll do a quick scan just to give us some peace of mind.

Tuck it in there.

Gonna be a small bit cold. Okay?

So, can you -- can you see the heartbeat?

I'm really sorry, Amanda.

I know this is coming as a shock to both of you,

but I think it's important we move quickly.

I'm going to contact the surgeons on call,

see about getting you in to theater this afternoon...

Amanda?

Amanda.

Amanda.

Gonna give you some anesthetic now.

So you might feel a slight pinching.

Amanda, if you could count backwards from 10 to 1.

What happens to the baby after you take it out?

Like this, Amanda.

10, 9...

But what do you do to the baby?

...8, 7, 6...

5...

...4...

...3...2...

This is the man I was telling you about.

He's found Michael Kinsella.

And they can get to him.

Just say the word.

Do it.

♪ Three way, that one sequel ♪

♪ Told God I won't leave you ♪

♪ It's all about love, no hate, no evil ♪

♪ I might, woo ♪

♪ Fall into the trap of the feeble ♪

♪ War my bruddas, they need you ♪

♪ I only see stars when I see you ♪

♪ What's madder than a black and illegal? ♪

♪ And melanin, there's too much hope ♪

♪ Said they wanna put pain in the dope ♪

♪ And they be the killers that feed you the most ♪

I didn't need a whole bankroll

to tip a Deliveroo rider.

Here. Do you believe that story about Amanda's ma falling?

Who cares? Fuck her.

She's in for a rude awakening.

What'ya mean?

You're just out, Eric. Don't go doing anything stupid.

No, no.

Not me.

Someone else is gonna sort her out.

I'm just gonna stand back and watch it all go off.

And what's that supposed to mean?

It means...

the clock is ticking for Amanda.

Will you just stop trying to be all fuckin' mysterious

and just tell me?

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

Eric.

It means her time is coming.

♪ When I tell me I love you different ♪

♪ If you know just what's missing ♪

♪ You might as well stay in the kitchen ♪

Hey.

You're awake.

Yeah.

Doctor said it went well.

What does "well" mean?

You're okay. You're gonna be fine.

And that's the important thing.

You hungry? You want me to get you a bite to eat?

Some tea? Or a drink?

Um, no.

You should just -- You should go home, Jimmy.

I'm just gonna sleep.

And Anthony's at home on his own.

I'll call you if I need anything.

Sure? I don't -- I don't mind staying.

Yeah. No. Go on.

I'll be grand.

Yeah. I'll keep my phone on.

- Okay. - Yeah.

See ya.

His keys are here. He's around here somewhere.

He's outside. Let's go.

Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world.

Have mercy on us.

Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world.

Happy are those who are called to the supper on the lamb.

Lord, I am not worthy

that you should enter under my roof,

but only say the word and my soul shall be healed.

Body of Christ.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

- Body of Christ. - Amen.

Body of Christ.

Let me know if you need anything.

So you are the one in charge.

That means you ordered the shooting that killed Cenk.

Do you want to hear what I have to offer or not?

You say the debt is $70 million.

I'm willing to pay ninety instead.

I presume the extra twenty comes with a price.

Michael.

I've told you.

He will not be a part of any arrangement.

The men sent to kill him last night failed.

And you'll keep failing. 'Cause he is good at this.

We only need to be successful once.

Well, if you do get him,

all you'd have done is cost your family $90 million.

'Cause we won't pay a penny if you kill him.

Is that supposed to be a threat?

You may think that killing Michael

will ease the pain of your brother's death.

But it won't.

Nothing will.

My son was murdered eight months ago,

and I made sure that those responsible are dead.

But the pain I feel is the same.

You're not me.

I know your father is dying.

Now would be a good time to show how well his daughter

can handle his affairs.

You can return home and tell him

that you failed to kill Michael again

and that you failed to get any money out of us...

or you can return with the news

that you secured $90 million for your family.

Which will impress him more?

If it means sparing Michael,

he would rather I came home with nothing.

How can you be sure?

$90 million.

That's a lot to give up.

You have four months to pay the debt.

That's not enough time.

Four months...or nothing.

Can I help you with anything?

I have a question for you.

Well, if I can answer it, I will.

So, I was dead.

My heart stopped for nearly three minutes

before the paramedics resuscitated me.

In all that time...

...nothing.

No bright light nor...

...no warm sensation or any of the things that you hear.

That can't be a good sign.

Were you expecting a good sign?

Do you ever consider that maybe God spared you for a reason?

What reason?

Only He knows that.

The Bible is filled with plenty of people

who repented their sins and found peace.

And from where I'm standing, you don't look like a man

that has a lot of peace in his life.

I hear confessions every Friday.

Come if you like.

I don't think that's a good idea.

God never forgets you.

Hey, you.

Hey ya.

You should've called me. I'd have collected you.

What did the doctors say?

I need you to call a meeting.

You should be taking it easy.

What for? The baby's already dead.

Can't kill it again.

You know that wasn't your fault.

Just call a meeting.

Welcome home, Eric.

How's your ma? Nothing broken, I hope.

No.

Glad to hear.

- Hiya. - So...

...what's so urgent, couldn't wait?

Michael had visitors last night.

Is he okay?

He's fine. He dealt with it.

But he can't stay there any longer.

So I went to see Nuray Batuk.

What, without telling anyone here?

I needed to see her before she left.

So, you just do whatever the fuck you want now?

- Is that it? - It's done.

Well, it shouldn't have been fuckin' done.

Not without talking to the rest of us first.

Have youse forgotten what she did?

She went behind your back, Da.

Had Eamon clipped.

- Bit of respect, Eric. - No.

She tried to have me killed.

That's not true.

What Eamon told Birdy was a lie.

He chose you, not me.

Of course you were gonna say that.

You think Eamon Cunningham

would let me decide something like that?

He was winding Birdy up and causing shit.

Tell me you're not buying that fucking bullshit.

I'm not gonna warn you again, Eric.

Nuray Batuk has agreed to take the bounty off Michael's head.

Great.

And what about Eamon's debt?

They've given us four months to find the money.

But we still have to pay them the $70 million?

- $90 million. - Wow.

The extra $20 million is a fee for the four-month grace period

and getting Michael home.

But it will be safe for Mikey to come home, then?

- Yeah. - This is bollocks.

We're still paying them a fuckin' fortune.

That debt is a blessing.

Are you touched?

It's probably all that's keeping Michael

and the rest of us here alive.

Why do you think the Batuks even agreed to meet us?

Because we already paid them $2 million.

Rifak Batuk doesn't need $2 million.

It's certainly not enough to swallow the death of his son.

The only reason they agreed to meet us is they saw a chance

to get back the money that Eamon Cunningham owed them.

As long as we're repaying that debt, they'll leave us be.

And how are we meant to repay all that in four months?

With the next shipment coming in,

we'll have enough money for the first payment.

But we're gonna have to increase revenue,

and that will mean expanding out of Dublin.

That's not gonna go down well.

If Eamon Cunningham could supply the whole country,

so can we.

No.

You don't speak for me.

You don't make deals on my behalf.

Not without even asking me first.

Fine. Alright, you tell us how you'd sort out all this

with the Batuks.

And get Michael home.

Not like this.

How?

You think you're fuckin' smart now?

You think you're real fuckin' smart, don't you?

- You just wait. - That's enough, Eric.

What's gonna happen when all this money gets paid?

You think they're just gonna leave us alone?

I don't know.

But this gives us four months to work that out

and decide what we're gonna do.

Mm.

Where's your cousin?

Uh, she's expecting a call,

so she asked me to speak to you.

What happened with Michael Kinsella?

I'm still waiting on word back from the lads I sent.

But don't worry.

If there's been a problem, we'll get him next time.

Okay.

$90 million in four months?

I don't see that we have a choice.

It's either that or another war.

Yeah.

But if I'm to do this,

I can't have Viking fucking up things with his usual shit.

He won't.

You know what he's like.

He'll calm down once he sees everyone else is behind you.

I hope so.

We'll be fine.

Trust me.

Kem.

- Hey. - Yeah.

Good to see you.

- You good? - Yeah.

So, this is the sprog?

Yeah. Her name's Chloe.

Ah.

When does she stop looking like a fuckin' troll?

I'm only messing with you.

Here.

That's for sorting that other thing out for me.

- Nikki already paid me for that. - Yeah, it's a bonus...from me.

Show how grateful I am, eh?

Take it.

Take it.

- My man. - Thanks.

And now that I'm out, plenty more work for ya.

Listen, no disrespect, V,

but with having Chloe now and everything,

I'm keeping things clean.

Exactly.

You're a da now, you need to provide.

And you don't want to be bringing your daughter up

in some fuckin' shithole.

So, stick with me

and you'll be able to treat her like a princess.

But look, I need three or four lads

you can vouch for, straight away.

There'll be lots of work.

Amanda know about this?

Fuck Amanda. Trust me.

There's big changes coming to this family.

She's the first to get the fucking heave, eh?

Oh, Kem, whoever you get, they need to be handy, okay?

Yeah.

Good luck.

Are you alright?

Yeah.

You found me a new place?

There's no need.

I've come to bring you home.

What about the Batuks?

Amanda's done a deal with them.

That means it's safe for you to come home.

Really?

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Can we have the next one, please?

Prisoner number 45791.

This board has assessed your application

and has taken into consideration

the length of time you've served...

...your conduct while in prison,

and, of course, the likelihood that you pose a risk

to the safety and security of the public if you are released.

And the Minister for Justice has accepted our recommendations

that you be granted parole.

Brendan Kinsella, you are free to go.