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Dad wouldn't hurt Mam.

That isn't who he is. It's just not.

He wasn't with her the day that Mam died.

He wasn't at the surgery. He wasn't making house calls.

I can't be the only one here

wondering where the hell he actually was.

You're mad.

We were here that night your dad killed himself.

Dad called me a liar.

Hi, Barry. It's Cat.

I haven't heard from you for a while,

so I was just a bit concerned.

Why don't you just call me Uncle Frank?

There's a good girl, now.

You're a mad fucking bitch.

I thought he had a gun.

JIM: Frank was drunk,

he stepped out on the road, I hit him.

Now go back to the house.

Frank's alive.

Is Michael home yet?

Uh, not yet.

Frank is in a medically induced coma.

There's a little swelling around the brain.

The surgeon seems to think he's gonna pull through.

I believe him. He's a good doctor.

I'm going to be there when Frank wakes up

so he says all the right things.

I want you to drink this for the shock.

Sip it. Don't down it in one.

Did you find a gun?

No.

I saw a gun. It was pointing right at me.

Cat, that is not the story I told the guards, right --

which is that I was driving,

Frank stepped into the road, and I hit him, yeah?

Why would you take the blame for me?

I don't understand. You wanted me gone.

Cat, you're my daughter.

Of course I'm going to protect you

no matter what the circumstances are.

Look, you assaulted Frank in the bar.

You know, people saw that.

If the guards knew about that,

there's only one way this is going to look.

At least this way we can make it look like an accident,

for Christ's sake.

Why were you there?

I was on my way home.

Why wasn't Frank with you?

He had left earlier.

He was pissed off, probably,

because he'd just had his head shoved down the toilet.

I left shortly after him, fortunately for you...

Look, Cat.

I love you.

And I always will.

But I can't keep protecting you,

hoping to avoid the next crisis that you are going to cause.

So I'm sorry, but going forward

there's going to have to be some conditions.

What do you mean?

I want you to get some help.

I'm going to refer you to a friend of mine in Dublin.

He's an excellent psychiatrist, and I think he'd be very --

Dad, I was just protecting myself.

Look, I'm not just talking about tonight, darling.

I mean, you haven't been in a good mental state for some time.

I mean, can you honestly say you have?

And I want you to drop this vendetta against me

and all this stuff about your mother.

I mean, I know we've had our difficulties, Cat.

I know that.

But there's only so much I can forgive.

I cannot protect you if you continue to divide this family.

Do you understand, Cat?

Let's just try and get some sleep.

Cat!

What are you doing here? I thought you'd gone.

-Oh, Jesus. -Ow. Fuck.

Do you want a chip?

No, I don't want a chip, thanks.

What are you like?

Come up.

So have you and Dad made up, then?

Yeah, we...

...had a talk.

Today was horrendous.

Yeah.

You punched Frank in the face, though.

That was amazing.

Ohh.

Wicko hates me.

Who's Wicko?

The window cleaner.

Oh, why? What happened?

I tried to kiss him in front of Dad.

Didn't want to be my statement.

Oh, shit.

He came around here last Friday.

Wicko.

He said he came around here Friday lunchtime

to collect money for the windows.

Dad was here.

He paid him.

What?

He wasn't where he said he was.

Dad was here the day Mam died.

Here's the number of that consultant.

He's expecting your call.

They're waking Frank up in the hospital today.

I'm going to be there when he wakes.

Don't worry, there's gonna be no trouble

so long as you stick to the story.

Michael, can I give you a lift to work?

Sure.

I saw a gun.

Where is it?

I thought he had a gun.

I was driving, Frank stepped into the road,

and I hit him.

Barry?

Barry?

BARRY:

Oh!

What the fuck, Cat?

-You broke my window. -It was already broken!

I've been calling you for -- for days!

I thought you were fucking dead!

Well, I amn't.

Can I come in?

Actually, no, I'm -- I'm a bit busy so...

Look, I think I'm in danger.

-What? -Christ's sake!

Just let me in, please.

BARRY: Have you asked your dad?

Maybe there's an honest explanation.

No, no.

Then take it to the guards, Cat.

I don't trust the guards, not with dad.

Jesus Christ.

Why did you bring it here?

I don't know what you want me to do with it.

I don't want you to do anything with it, Barry.

I just don't want it in the house.

Okay, you think that I want it in mine?

Look, if you're so afraid of him, why are you still here?

Throw it in the river. Go back to Dublin.

Then it's just another thing that I made up,

and he gets away with it again.

I just need some time to think about what to do with it.

Thank you.

You do know that I'm not keeping this, this is just for now?

I don't want anything to do with this, okay?

Okay.

I didn't think you'd be in today.

What are you doing?

I'm leaving.

What?

Yes, I've asked Dr. Ishmael

to find a locum to take over for me

while they find someone more permanent.

This is gonna be my last day.

It's a bit sudden, isn't it?

Look, Sarah, I chose that ring on a Friday.

I bought it after.

That's probably why the guy in the shop

couldn't remember, you know, when you went in and asked him?

Did you honestly think

Cat would keep a piece of information like that quiet?

You won't make me feel guilty, Jim.

You made me your alibi. You didn't even ask.

You were telling everyone all these stories.

Why didn't you ask me to clarify?

Because you weren't unclear, Jim. You just lied!

I didn't know if could believe you if I'd asked,

and -- and if I'm being totally honest,

I don't know if I believe you now.

Right, well, I'm not gonna make a fool of myself standing here

asking you to believe something you don't believe in.

You know what you think.

Okay.

Garda Breen still wants to talk to you about Rita Corcoran.

What do you want me to tell him?

Tell him he knows where to find me.

You know, you could've just sent a text

to say that you were okay.

Well, I wasn't okay.

Well, then, you could've said that.

You could've just said something.

I thought you'd hurt yourself.

I wanted to go through some things, family stuff.

I needed to be on my own, all right?

CAT: Oh, look at us.

I forgot what a cute kid you were.

You look so much like your dad.

I wish I was more like him.

All my life I've always had questions, you know?

About what happened to him.

And I just thought I'd put them all to bed.

-What questions? -Well...

Well, why wasn't there a note? You know?

Like, my dad was his own greatest advocate.

He liked people to see things the way he saw it,

and men like that leave notes.

They don't leave it to others to wonder

or to -- to speak for them, do they?

I don't know. And then, look, there's this.

Here.

It's my dad's death certificate. I'd never seen it before.

Your dad signed it.

Maybe that's normal.

You know, he was my dad's doctor.

And he would've been seen by the coroner as well,

so, uh, I don't know.

Maybe I'm -- I'm just paranoid now.

I'm not supposed to obsess over things like this,

but now it's in my head, and I can't get it out.

-Do you have it? -What?

The coroner's report.

I-I don't think so, no. Why?

Daddy!

But there would be marks where my dad hit him.

They'd be on the report, and it would prove my dad was here.

He was here.

It won't prove he killed my dad.

No, but it will prove he was lying and I wasn't.

Do you want the truth or not?

BARRY: Hello, um, my name is Barry Flood,

and I, uh, wanted to make a request

for my father's coroner's report, please.

They can send us one, but it's gonna be three weeks.

Oh, no, that's too long.

Is there no way that we can see one sooner, no?

And, uh, what's the name?

Um...

D-Do you mind actually if I call you back?

Yeah. Thanks, bye.

What is it?

They said that there is possibly a copy available to read now.

My mam had it sent to our local doctor.

It was sent to your dad.

BARRY: He's gonna ask me why I want this thing.

Okay, so tell him you're compiling family records.

Or tell him you need it for your mental health or something.

Are you serious?

I don't know! Just say that you need it.

Look, if we're right and it does say something,

and he knows it does, he will try and talk you out of it,

but you can't let him.

You can't let him make you think you're crazy.

Go on.

God's sake.

-Hello, Barry. -Hey.

I was told that the surgery had a copy

of my dad's coroner's report.

Oh. Right.

Yeah, y-yeah.

And I was wondering if, um -- well, if I could have it.

Right, um,

do you know which doctor it was sent to?

Uh, I think it was Dr. Hogan.

Okay, well, I can take a look.

Thanks.

Barry.

-Hi. -How are you?

Barry's looking for his father's coroner's report.

Right.

SARAH: You don't still have a copy?

I -- I don't know. I, um...

But I can have a look.

I mean, don't you trouble yourself.

Listen, Barry, why don't we go have a chat,

see how you're getting on, you know?

No, it's grand. I don't need to take up your time.

Not at all, not at all. Come on. We'll have a chat.

Just go in there and take a seat.

I'll be with you in a second.

I know we've been happy about the progress and so forth,

but, um, I'm going to arrange for you

to see another doctor in the practice

because I'm -- I'm leaving the surgery.

But, look, you'll be well looked after.

Yeah?

-Thanks. -Yeah, good.

I actually came today

for just my father's coroner's report.

Yeah.

May I ask why, Barry?

Just, uh, compiling family records.

And I've been thinking a lot about him,

and, uh, I'd -- I'd like to see it, you know?

Mam never wanted me to, so...

Yes, well, it was your mother who requested

that it be sent to me

so that I could make sure everything was in order

and sign off on your father's death certificate.

I mean, you know,

these documents can be very upsetting, Barry.

I mean, they really weren't written for families to read,

you understand?

Still I'd like to, please.

Well, as your doctor,

I would strenuously recommend that you do not read this.

Okay.

Well, if you're not comfortable,

I can just order a copy from the coroner's office.

I can wait.

Very well, Barry.

I'll take a look.

Thanks.

Oh, shit.

You promised you wouldn't tell Jim.

Please, come in.

I had to find out from him, no warning.

Do you have any idea how that made me feel?

-What are we talking about? -The bloody ring!

Oh, Christ.

You swore you wouldn't tell him.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. What else could I do?

God, you sound just like him.

If you were worried about what he'd do,

you shouldn't have told me, or you shouldn't be with him.

He's not a good man, Sarah.

He's not safe.

You should get out while you still can.

Well, that decision's out of my hands. He's leaving.

What do you mean?

Christ!

He really does like to keep things to himself, doesn't he?

God's sake.

If you're waiting on Barry, I'd be a little more subtle.

I think Jim is onto you.

Here's the summary I wrote for your mother at the time.

There's a lot of medical...

If there's any, um...

...anything you need clarified, just, you know...

It says here there was bruising?

Marks on his torso?

Yeah.

How would they get there?

Well, hanging...

...it's a very violent death, Barry,

and some people, you know, they...

...they claw at themselves.

Right.

It's just, um...

...you didn't put that in your summary.

No, no. I-I thought that was gratuitous.

You'd think you'd see something in the hands, you know,

if he was clawing at himself like that.

S-Sometimes. Not always, you know?

You don't mind if I take this with me?

I do, actually, Barry, 'cause that has to stay here.

It's a permanent record.

Okay.

Thank you.

Thank you.

God's sake.

-Why'd you move? -I --

I've been running around like a thief. I thought you'd gone.

Did you see it?

Yeah.

Okay. And?

I want you to be honest.

I really want you to think about this because it's important.

If there were marks on my dad, where would they be?

I don't know. A-Anywhere.

-What did he say to you? -I need you to think.

What did you see?

Maybe, uh...

They were like, uh -- they were struggling, and, um...

Daddy!

I don't know, like...

My dad's, uh, holding him down and...

Here, and kind of...

Okay.

That's what it said on the report.

That there were marks on his torso.

Scrapes, bruises.

If that's what you say you saw, then I believe you.

I did.

I did. I'm...

Oh, my God, I'm not crazy.

That's what I saw.

I wanted to take pictures of the report,

but your dad was scaring the shit out of me.

Will you come 'round for dinner tonight?

I need you to talk to Michael and Fiona.

Dad won't be there.

He's, um, visiting Frank at the hospital.

It's not my place, Cat.

I need my family to know that I was right,

that he is capable of what I know he's done.

They're only gonna believe it coming from you.

What time?

What's going on?

Nothing.

It's not fair to involve him if you have.

What do you mean?

Get...

So, uh, I thought we could start with, um, nuts and stuff.

We've got some of those sugared cashew things.

Oh, jeez, you didn't need to go to all of this.

Oh, it's all left over from the wake.

Well, it's great to see you, Barry.

Slainte.

-Slainte. -Slainte.

How's work?

Uh, well, I don't, uh, really, um...

You know, I'm thinking about running for the council

like my dad.

Haven't really done anything about it yet.

That sounds nice.

-That'd be nice. -How about you?

Actually there's something we wanted to talk about

w-while Dad's gone.

Uh, something we discovered. Barry?

It's probably -- probably better if you just say it.

Uh, right, um...

Uh, well, we were talking about stuff from before,

and, uh, well, um, I started thinking,

and I took a look, and, um...

I'll just say it.

I seen my dad's coroner's report, and, uh,

well, it -- it sort of backs up Cat's story.

Which story?

When Eddie died.

You know, when we were kids,

and Dad said we hadn't been there, but we had.

T-There were marks on my dad that matched what Cat described

and what she says she saw.

You know, where he was struck.

It was in the coroner's report,

but your dad left it off the summary that he gave to my mam,

so, um, that's why I only just found out.

I believe what Cat says.

I believe your dad was there.

Now, I can't speak to what happened after,

but Cat wasn't lying.

CAT: This is who he is.

This is what he can do. I've always said it.

Oh, God.

You brought Barry here to do this?

No, um, no, I wanted to do this.

I never lied.

Never.

Do you see that now?

Do you believe me?

Do you believe me?

FIONA: Cat, I know you didn't lie.

I've always known.

But you're wrong about Dad.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

Maybe this is something Barry shouldn't --

Barry is fine! What do you mean?

Come on!

Dad was there that day at Eddie's,

but it isn't what like you think.

It isn't, Cat.

Eddie had a-a -- a thing for Mam.

Look, I-I used to work some shifts at Flood's

for pocket money when I was 13, 14, and...

I'd see him flirting with Mam.

And I'd never thought anything of it.

I-I thought it was funny.

But then one day I saw them.

Mam was pushing him off, but he wouldn't stop.

So I made a noise...

...to make him panic, to make him stop.

Apparently Mam wasn't the only one to have...

...experienced something like this with Eddie.

So she -- she didn't want to get anyone else in trouble,

and she didn't want to lose her job,

so she made me swear not to tell.

But I told Dad, and he spoke to Mam,

and he decided to confront Eddie.

He went to his house.

And he -- he told him to resign from the hotel and the council.

YOUNG Daddy!

He said if he didn't that Dad would ruin him.

And then Eddie killed himself.

And then you started saying you were there the day it happened.

You started saying Dad did it.

And he -- he'd just picked you up from school,

he hadn't thought about it, and suddenly everything was a mess.

I thought it was all my fault.

Dad and Mam agreed to call it a lie.

To say you were wrong. To stop it from spreading.

And you, God, you were so young

we thought you'd forget.

They were just trying to protect us.

Us?

What's going on?

We had to tell them, Dad.

About Eddie and Mam. I'm sorry.

And did you just take his word for it,

that he went to Eddie to -- to threaten him?

Well, that's not what happened.

Please, Cat.

You've used this against me my whole life.

You made me believe I was mad.

I was just doing what I was told.

-Fuck you. -That's enough, Cat.

No! It's not.

They all know now that I am not a liar.

Barry.

Can you come with me, please?

Oh, what? No. No, no, no. No way.

Barry, this is between us.

I'm sorry.

Come in, Barry.

There's something I need to show you.

No doubt you'll have a lot of questions, and, uh,

I'll have to answer them, but first...

...I need you to read that.

What did he say to you?

I want to go home, Cat.

Please.

BARRY: It's the note.

My dad sent it before he killed himself.

He wanted your dad to read it to

to make him feel guilty, I suppose.

Jim kept it so me and Mam wouldn't have to know.

Oh, God, Barry.

I-I'll be okay.

I'll be okay.

I'm so sorry.

I think I believe him, Cat.

I think I believe your dad.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Cat?

Do you think you could stay?

You know, I'd really love it if, uh...

Look, there's never been anybody else

that I can talk to like I talk to you, you know?

And, um, I just...

L-Like, I don't know if you're good for me,

like even when we were kids, but...

I don't know.

You just tear through life like a bloody hurricane,

but I'm mad for it -- for you --

and I always have been, to be honest about it, so, um...

Look, uh, would you like to stay, please?

We could build a crate fort or something,

never have to come out, just hide together.

I, uh...

I should probably get back, but, uh, I --

I'll call you tomorrow.

Cat.

Come and join us for a drink.

So Frank is conscious...

...if not fully cogent,

but he understands the situation.

I hurt you, Cat.

And I'm sorry for that.

Oh, and I got this cleaned.

I think you should have it.

I think your mother would want you to have it.

Look, Cat, I'm leaving.

I mean, you -- you can stay here if you like.

We're lucky, you know?

We have each other.

BARRY:

JIM: Things could be far worse.

There is much that time can heal...

...but there are some things it can't.

We make decisions

throughout our life, Cat...

...and some of them have consequences

that we really do not see coming.