All language subtitles for Waking the Dead 601 - DaRmEtH-eng

No holdin' on there now, Joe.
Come on.

Come on, lads, wrap it up now.
It's been a great fight.
They're fighting to a standstill.

There can only be one winner or
all bets are off.

Joe, will you throw it in?
Banker needs a clear winner here.

There's no shame in it, son.

Aye. Shake so.

Jesus!

I didn't see his hands at all.
I can see nuttin'.

He was blinded by the blood.

I didn't see, I swear.
It's a fair mistake.

Martin Ward it is!

Joe, can you hear me?

His pupils are fixed and dilated,
do you know what that means?

No. Well, I do, and I'm telling
you to get him to a hospital or
you'll have a dead son on your hands.

Get him in the car!
Now!

I found this man on the road.

Come on, lads, let's get out
of here. Come on. Come on!

LAUGHING

We're just about...
Close the door. OK.

This came in the post. ..For Mel.

Who sent it?

No idea. No note? No.

Well, maybe she sent
it away to be repaired.

Do you want me to
contact the family?

Yes, that's a good idea.

Would you do that for me? Mmm.

Thanks.

Is it real? Of course it's real!

Looks good. You can touch
it some more if you like?

Spencer got a tattoo around
his bullet wound! Ah, yes.

I think it's a very positive
response to a near-death experience.

Boyd...your next one's in.

OK, thanks, Eve.
Do you want us to come with you?

No, you finish your coffee.

OK.

I'd better go with him.
No, no, Eve, have your coffee.

Oh, you sure? Yeah, yeah. OK.

How's it going in the lab?
Yeah, lovely. Like a second home.

Good, and the body farm?

It's actually my Forensic
Anthropology Observation Unit.

Ah. But what exactly do you do
with all those rotting bodies?

Yes, yes, of course. Of course, yes.

OK, well, first I set out the
normal attributing factors

then I initiate artificially
imposed environmental factors...

Unidentified male,
name - "Davy", aged 16 years.

Found dead on the 26th of December
1990 in a pit of concrete.
And we know his name is Davy, how?

Well, we assume his name
is Davy because of this.

The remainder of a tattoo that was
cut off. Cut off? Self-inflicted.

The angles of the cuts are
consistent with him using his
left hand to make the incisions.

Cause of death? Asphyxiation.

The original post-mortem exam
revealed concrete in the
oesophagus, stomach and trachea.

Was he conscious when he went in?

There was also
concrete in bronchioles,

a last desperate attempt to
breathe before he was overcome.

So that would be a yes?

The damage to the face?

A contusion to the zygomatic arch...

..and infraorbital foramen.

The PM also turned up a lobule of
auricle in his stomach.

An ear? An ear lobe to be precise.

How long would it take for
the stomach to digest that?
A matter of hours.

This was found intact in
the contents of the stomach?

Mmm. So it couldn't have been in
there for any more than an hour.

So they got good DNA from it, but
never found an owner...until now.

But where? Dumped at the
hospital a couple of nights ago.

Same presentation as this one.
No ID.

But he's alive, right? Mmm.

But unconscious. What's this ring?

He was wearing it the night he died.

I see you, son.

I see you.

What has you at that?

Davy was in me dreams last night.

Aye.

And all morning I've been seeing
him in the cards. Are you sure?

Don't I know my own son's cards?

Aye.

Is there tea?
You'll need a fresh pot.

That one's stewed to tar.

He's trying to find his way home.

Are you in pain?

No, I've never felt so loved.

You are in the sight of our Lord.

You are very special, Brigid.
Never forget that.

Doesn't look like he's going
to be talking for a while.

Swelling on the brain.

He's taken quite a beating.

Looks like he gave as good as he got.

So what do you think?

About what?
His ear being in Davy's stomach.

Obviously Davy bit it off.

Right, here we are,

16 years later, our suspect's got
virtually the same injuries as Davy.

Look at that bruising.
I mean, you hit somebody that hard,
they both should be in here.

What? The tattoo.

It's an entwined serpent.

Exactly the same as Davy's.

I've got the security tapes
from A&E. OK, thanks.

They were building this overpass...

They were
building this overpass in 1990,

all right?
The foundations were 20 feet deep.

and it was this pillar, the one this
side of the road. Can you see it?

That's the one that Davy ended up in.

Help me! Help me! Help me!

What a terrible way to die.

Come on, Grace,
I can't keep repeating everything.

The access road was here, all right?

The site depot was over there in the
field. Here you are, all right?

And that's where the site guard
thought that he heard something.

How would he hear anything
with all that racket!

The road wasn't built then.
I know, it was just a joke.

He came over to investigate, by
the time he'd got there, Davy'd
gone under.

D'you see that? What?

Why's she running away?

Hello?

Hello? Boyd! Excuse me!

Can I help you?

Yeah, yes, you can.

I'm a police officer.
I wanted to speak to the nun who...

I'm afraid that's not possible.
We're a closed order.

Ah, well, can I speak to you, then?

Perhaps you'd be so good
as to make an appointment.

Yes, I'll do that. Thank you.

There's no mention of this place
in the original investigation.

It's right by the crime
scene, they could've heard
something, seen something.

We need to get in there
to talk to them, all right?

Well, I'll make an
appointment, then. Good.

What is all this stuff?

People's hopes...prayers.

"For God so loved the world did
he..."

Don't!

A lot of good that's gonna do them.

Come on!

Why do you jeopardise yourself
by going to the shrine?

You know that if you have contact
with the world outside you will
be contaminated. I'm sorry.

You're in a state of grace, Brigid.
It is a perfect state.

It is very delicate. Please do not
go outside the abbey walls again.

What if Our Lady wishes it so?

How do you know that?

Has she spoken to you?

I feel it.

You can't interpret
these things alone.

You always told me Our Lady
had a plan for me.

Yes, she has. I think I will
soon know what that plan is.

Why?

When I stood before the shrine,

the second affliction began.

Help me!

Eve? Oh, Stella, great.

Take this tape, will you?

What are you doing? Maths. Er, OK.

Eve, what are you doing?
Measure the distance of my
feet from here to the table.

One metre thirty seven. In feet?

Four and a half.

See, exactly, doesn't make sense.

No? No, look at this.

Davy was discovered two feet
from the edge of the gangway

in an upright position with his
right hand extended above his head.
So he was reaching up?

If he jumped, he'd have been
four to five feet from the edge.

But if he fell, he'd have
presented in a lying position.

But he's upright, fighting
for his life. He didn't jump?

But he can't have been pushed
because there's no momentum behind
his fall. So he stepped in?

By accident. He was only two feet
from the edge of the gangway

so it would have taken anywhere
from one minute to three for him to
sink...

Plenty of time to grab the gangway.

You know what this means? It
means there are other contributing
factors that we don't yet know of.

A murderer? Often the
missing contributing factor.

Hi. Hello. Hi. What are you two up
to?

Just being quietly amazing.
What have you got?

Claddagh ring - Irish.

When it's worn on the finger of the
right hand with the heart facing
out, it means you're available.

Heart facing in, unavailable.

And then when you marry you transfer
it to the wedding ring finger.

Where was it on Davy?
Right hand with the heart facing in.

So, he was spoken for.

But he was only 16. Well,
weren't you ever in love at 16?

I was terribly in love.

I wonder what happened
to his girlfriend?

Hail Mary full of grace,
the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women and
blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

CCTV footage from A&E.

Five men and a fancy car,

they never turn to camera,
their caps obscure their faces.

So why isn't he hiding his face?

Because he'd know we've got his
car reg and address from DVLA.

So who is he? Just hold it
there, go frame by frame.

Sean Killigan,
owner of Killigan Construction.

And the guy on the right?

Stayed with the car the whole time.

They were in and out
in under two minutes.

Just hold it there. Can you make
this section bigger? Sure. Right.

And this section?

BLEEPING
There we go.

Same tattoo.

All right, let's go
back to the beginning.

Right. Over to you, Grace?

Well, I would say they're
acquainted.

Watch their body language as they
get out of the car - dropped
shoulders, relaxed easy gate,

open body shapes and not afraid of
the situation, in fact, they're
very confident. Serious crew.

Yeah, but a different socio-economic
group.

This guy's got a designer coat on and
these guys are dressed from, I don't
know, from Tesco or somewhere.

Did you get hold of the
senior investigating officer
from Davy's original case?

Yeah, he thought Davy was a pikey.

Pikey? Gypsy.

Gypsy, that's probably why they
didn't investigate it too thoroughly.

So if Davy could be a gypsy, we can
assume that he's Irish from the ring
that he's wearing

and he's also got the same tattoo as
these two guys on the screen here.

Killigan owns a construction company
and drives a car worth 40 grand...

What's he doing
with a bunch of tattooed pikeys?

Mmm, there's something that
connects these guys that goes
beyond that socio-economic level.

Nationality. Religion?
Yes, but something more than that.

D'you want me to bring Killigan in?
God, no, no, he'll be ready for us.

We've gotta get up to
speed to be ready for him.

Now the original witness on this
was the site guard. Where's he?

Yeah, er, Liam Ryan,
we're tracing him through
his army pension payments.

Good, OK, thank you.

Ah, the shrine.

What shrine? There's a shrine,
with a statue of a nun in it.

A statue of Our Lady.
Yeah, well whatever.

It's within the geographical profile,
so we've gotta get that junk from
the shrine into the lab, OK?

You can't do that! I can't? Why?

It's a holy shrine. It's a
sacrilege to take these things.

You can't do it. OK, I won't do it.

..You do it.

The scan shows evidence of
intracranial haemorrhage.

Severe damage to the optic nerves.

Blows must have been
substantial and repeated...

..over a long period of time.

Wow.

Let's see what you're made of, then.

Are we getting there?

Come and have a look at this.

You know the tattoo
we found on Davy?

Mm-hmm.

Well, see these...are all forms
of Celtic triskales. Triskales?

Mmm, three interlocking spirals, but
this particular one, the entwined
serpent, is the mark of a Druid.

Right, The symbol was printed on the
shields and torsos of warriors, it
was believed to guarantee rebirth.

Didn't work for, Davy, then, did it?

Well, obviously not. but what it
has done is shown us the world he
inhabited at the time of his death.

It was steeped in ritual.

Ah, so we're looking for an Irish
traveller religious sect that
sacrifices people in concrete pits?

Please don't go there.
Don't you think the nuns did it?
I think the nuns did it.

Davy was blind
when he went into the concrete.

How was he blinded?
It's a classic boxer's injury.

Persistent trauma to the optic nerve
builds up over time until one day
comes the punch that...snaps it.

Site guard's waiting in
interview one. I'll be right there.

Mr Ryan.

Er, Liam, please, I'm only
ever called Mr if I'm in trouble.
Am I in trouble?

No. I'm Detective
Superintendent Boyd and this is...

Dr Grace Foley.

A pleasure.

You know why you're here?

The policeman said it was
something to do with the
poor soul I found years ago.

Yes, you were the security
guard on the building site depot?

I was indeed.
Do you remember the incident?

Of course. You were the
first person to find him.

No, it was Brendan who found him.

Brendan? Me old dog.

There he is.

God be good to him.

Oh, how long did you have him?
12 years. He was a rescue.

Happy memories. Many.

So your dog found him?
That's correct, sir.

Can you give me the details, please?

Er, I kept a record.

Army training, you know.

The Irish Guards.

Now, where are we...?

20.00 hours, patrolled perimeter.

Nothing to report.
21.00, all is well.

23.00 hours, nothing to report.

But we come to 00.00 hours...

Help me! Help me!

There was nothing
to be done for him.

Once you go in the concrete
like that, you're a goner.

By the time I got there,
he was gone under.

Are you sure you saw
no-one else that night?

Positive. No-one.

OK, well, thank you, Liam.

Anything I can do.

What was he rescued from? Who?

Brendan. Ah, dog fighting.

Terrible business. He doesn't look
much like a fighting dog. He wasn't,

but they throw poor dogs in
to warm them up -
"blooding" it's called.

Poor Brendan limped into the site
one night and I looked after him.

Where was this dog fighting?
A mile or so from the
site...up in them woods.

They used to be up there. Who?

Oh, I don't know who they were,
but they used to do things,
fighting the poor dogs and that...

Gypsies, I think.

You saw them? Oh, no,

I'd never venture in there.

Did anyone else follow up
with you on all this?

Well, the only follow up I had was
the boss telling me I was fired.

Who's the boss? Mr Killigan.

Sean Killigan?

That's right,

Killigan Construction.

"In loving memory of our daughter,
Christina, taken into heaven
aged three, always in our hearts."

This is so wrong. Sorry. Sorry.

I'm sending them now.

Grand.
You know you have a very sexy voice.

Oh, thank you very much.

How long will it take to check
them out? Well, that depends.

On? I'll be in London for the rugby
match. A pint would go a long way.

I'll tell you what, you get them
checked out and back to me in 48
hours and I'll buy you that pint.

I'll get them done in 24.

Thank you very much, Garda Doyle.
Fergus.

If you say so.

Bye, Fergus. Bye.

What do you make of him?

He's definitely lying.

That hand of his is psychosomatic.

The more stressed out he got,
the more he scratched at it. I
think he's frightened of something.

Aren't we all? And judging by his
choice of holy medals, I'd imagine
he thinks it's something evil.

You won't believe this... I will.

Davy and the guy in the
hospital, they have the
same mitochondrial DNA.

Related through the maternal line.

Yes, but also thanks to so other
comparative analysis I've been
doing, I can be 97% certain...

that they're brothers.

They could have cross-referenced
the DNA 16 years ago, right?

I know, it was a
shoddy investigation.

They knew Davy was a traveller, all
they had to do was go round the camps

and check with them and
find out who was missing a boy.
Yeah, well, we're doing it now.

Let me talk to them. Come on.

No. Social Services, pull your
finger out! How's that going to help?

Why's it taking them so long?
They've got a list of all the halting
sites, they know where they are.

We just want to find the
one that's closest to the
shrine, how hard can that be?

Give me the phone.
Come on, give me the phone.

No.

Hello? Hello. Thank you for holding,
I've got an address for you.
Thank you.

BARKING

Wait.

You lost, are you?

Detective Superintendent Boyd.

Oh, aye. And you are?

Joseph McDonagh.

What is it, Papa?

It's the police.

Well, bring them in, will you? And
not be talking your business there.

Would you like to come inside?

Thanks, the, er... Oh, don't worry
about them, they'll not harm you
when you're with me. You all right?

I'm Mary McDonagh,
people call me Nana.

Grace.

Come in. Thank you.

I don't know them.

You think they're travellers, then?
Yes, yes, I do.

Do you know them?

Sure, how would you know them
when you can't see them? Well,
I'm guessing that they're boxers.

Ah, sure, all young traveller
lads box. They're not so young.

They should have more sense, then,
to be gettin' in trouble.

Who won the trophies?

My boys.

I've got eight of them.
Where are they now?

Well, they're not in this picture,
Mr Boyd. I can tell you that.

Will you have a cup of tea?
Er, no, thanks. I've just had one.

Yes, thank you, that
would be very nice.

GROWLING

SHE SCREAMS

Watch out, the dog is crazy!
Watch out!

Are you hurt?

No.

Thank you.

Your wrists.

You should go before it gets dark.

Don't mind him,
he's only good for breeding now.

I was expecting you.

Really?

Yeah, this is in connection with
the guy I dropped off at the
hospital the other night. Whiskey?

No, thank you. Yes, it is. Partly.

I knew that would come
back to bite me in the arse.

See, I was driving along
and I could see people out
waving me down, so I stopped.

They seemed pretty desperate.

And the lad, he was in a bad way,
so I brought him as
far as the hospital.

And you didn't wait around?
No, I needed to get home.
And the other guys?

I dropped them at the bus stop,
like I said.

Well, you'd done your good deed.

Have a seat. Thank you.

A body was found on one
of your sites in 1990.

What's that got to do with this?
Oh, you remember it?

Of course.

Someone jumps in the deep end
on one of your sites you're not
likely to forget too easily.

No-one said he jumped.
Ah, that's what I thought.

Do you employ gypsies?

I use Irish lads.
Some of them are travellers, yeah.

Did he work for you?

I could say no, but it
might be a lie.

The honest answer is, I don't know.

So that could be a yes?

It could be...

My boy looks after
that end of things.

You see, most of the labour
we use are migrant workers,
cash in hand, lads come and go.

A day here, a day there.

Not many can stick it for very long.

It's donkey work, but you have
to be a horse of a man to do it.

It looks like you did OK out of it.

Is that right?

Well, let me tell you. I wasn't
born with a silver spoon in me hole.

What do you want?

We're re-investigating the death.

You'll have little to do, then.

On the contrary, I might
have a murderer to catch.

Well, you won't catch him here.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I thought you were alone.

It's OK. This is Mr Boyd,
he's a police officer.

This is my wife, Ester.

Hello.

Is there something wrong?

No, no.

If you'll excuse me...
Of course, yeah. Of course.

She's a vision of beauty, uh?

She is. Second wife.

Lost my first wife to an
accident, God be good to her.

But as the man said,
I'll be dead long enough.

What do you really want from me?

I've already got it.

Well, I'm glad I could be of help.
Thank you very much.

I might need to take a statement
at some point.

No worries. No worries at all.

Good.

I thought you said he was harmless?

He is...most of the time.

It's OK, Mr Boyd is just leaving.

Until the next time.

I didn't get it all,
there was this dog...

Coat.

There was this mad dog...
this dog just attacked me.

There was this nun who saved me.

What happened to you?
I told you, there was this mad dog!

Well, did it bite you?

No. Look at my coat.
I just bought it.

It's a nice coat, I'm sorry
about that. Are you all right? Yeah.

Are you sure?
Did you get the samples?

Some. These...prayer
cards, mass cards, shawl.

You know, I think the nun who saved
me, she had the stigmata. Stigmata?!

You OK?

Yeah. What was that about a nun?
The stigmata. It's the...

I know what the stigmata is,
but what are you talking about?

I think the nun had it,
the dog, it wanted to eat me, but it
wouldn't touch her. It was amazing.

Well, a miracle, yeah, but probably
not enough to get her canonised,
but can we stay in the real world?

The body paint.
Yeah, I originally thought it was
henna, but it's actually woad.

The difference is? Big difference.

Made from the Isatis tinctoria
which is a mustard plant

so the body actually absorbs it
through the skin as a food.

Also found traces of Muscarine,
befotenine and atropine.

And these are? Hallucinogens, but
these three are only found naturally
together in the fly agaric mushroom.

You mix that in with the woad...
And it goes straight into the system.

So he was off his head?

Well off it.

We think that Davy was Irish and
a traveller and we know for sure

that he was blind and hallucinating
when he went into the concrete pit.

And in love...

Yeah, and we can assume from the
ring that he was wearing that he was
in love. Yeah, what don't we know?

We don't know if the drugs were part
of a ritual or part of a murder.

Well, we don't even know if it
was a ritualised killing, I mean,
it could have been an accident.

And if it was a killing,
we don't know who did it.

Yeah, but that's the big
"don't know". I'm looking
at the little "don't knows"

that bring us to
that eventually, all right?

Let's process. God...

Right, let's look at where
it happened, where the body was
found and the surrounding area.

Well, the shrine, the surrounding
woods and the dump site are all on
land owned by the abbey, or were...

Not any more. I checked the land
registry office -

the abbey and its land were bought
in 1990 by Killigan
Development, a subsidiary of...

Killigan Construction.
Planning permission was granted
for housing development...

Why didn't he build on it?
It's on a dissolution order.

Meaning as long as there's a
living nun in the abbey, he can't
build or redevelop. Or what?

Redevelop. Redevelop, right, OK.

That's frustrating for him,
but it's hardly a reason to kill
a traveller. Ah, Grace, yeah?

Yes, OK, could you bring
that screen down for me

because I have done a
geographical profile of the site.

I got the archive maps of the area.

Could you bring this
one up first, Spencer? Yep.

Right, this is now.

This is the abbey here, the
shrine and where the body was found.

So if I could just go back?

1604... 1604?

Yes, it's relevant, bear with me.

This is the first time
an abbey was built on this site.

The reason being...

this Roman map marks the
area as a pilgrimage site.

This is a symbol for a holy well...

And that's where the shrine is
now, isn't it?

Yes. The early Christians built
their churches on top of the Roman
and Druid places of worship.

The Irish travellers still come
back to visit these Druid sites.

Information handed down from
generation to generation...

Right, so we know they're coming
to the site, but what did they do
when they get there? Druid rituals?

Oh, come on, these are Irish
travellers, gypsies.
I mean, let's be precise here.

What exactly are these rituals?

And where do they take place?

Well, I was coming to that.

There is another symbol, the spider.

It's roman military shorthand for
danger. A possible place of ambush.

Now I couldn't find any
other references to it so...

I got this satellite image,
and where the spider is...

a bald spot in the woods.

Let's go. Where?

To the woods. The woods? But the dog?

Yes, you want to be careful.

Are you not coming?

No, I don't do woods at night.

OK?

Let's get this stuff. Stella?

Ah, no, no, no. I'm not going
back to the truck on my own.

Come on, I'll hold your hand.

OK?

Stella! Headlights off.

Blood.

Hi!

Hi. Breakfast.

Ah, thank you very
much, that's very kind.

You're very welcome.

I got you this.

Oh, my God,

Where did you get this from?

Down at the site.
There's loads of them there.

Wren boys. What boys?

Wren boys. Wren boys.

The mask, it's a Celtic tradition.

Young men get dressed up in this
on St Stephens' day, which is our
Boxing Day, and then they fight.

Boxing Day. Yeah.

It's to waken the Goddess of Spring.

So are they Druids or Catholics?

Both?

Do you believe in any of this?

Well, I think it's important that
people have hope.

Yeah, but it's a
false hope, though, isn't it?

Sometimes it's better to have
a little hope than no hope
at all...don't you think?

Anyway...

Yeah.

Blood samples from the site.

Not great from the soil, sorry,
but I did get good samples from the
rocks revealing heavy staining.

I used cross-over electrophoresis
and it showed that about 70% of it
is canine, and the rest is human.

It's going to take a few days
to sort out and ID the samples.

So there are blood
rituals going on up there?

Well, at first I thought there was
some kind of sacrificial element,
but them I found this... Which is?

Coagulant. Stops bleeding, right?

Right. You don't use that on dogs.

It's definitely for humans. So we're
looking at some kind of fight pit.

PHONE RINGS
Yes, sorry, I'm just
waiting on these results.

Fergus? Hello, sexy!

Fergus? What have you got for me?

Sending it now, all good.

So you can't buy this stuff
over the counter, can you?

No, this is,
er...issued under licence.

I'll trace the batch number
on the bottom and see what
we come up with, yeah.

Thank you. You owe me one!
I owe you two, I believe.

Thanks, bye.

Joe McDonagh. Who?

The guy in the
hospital is Joe McDonagh.

McDonagh?
Yeah, you'd established this Irish
thing so I sent his DNA to...

Garda Siochona and
the PSNI...that's good.

Joe McDonagh was released from
Mountjoy Jail in Dublin

six months ago having served
four years for robbery.

So this is Davy McDonagh.

I think we'd better
pay them another visit.

The Lord is with me,
blessed art though among women...

BABY CRIES

Mother of God, help me!

That's it. Give it a good shake.

Mr McDonagh?

Ah, Mr Boyd... You can drop
all that top o' the morning shit.

You lied to me. No.

Yes, you did,
you lied about your son Joe

and you lied about not knowing those
two in the picture that I showed you.

Well, what do you expect me to do?
Mr McDonagh, when you lie
to a police officer

it's called perverting the course of
justice and you can be sent to
prison.

Well, I'm awfully sorry about that,
it won't happen again, but, you see,
my son Joe got into a fight...

Ah, one more lie.

And Joe?
He makes a living with his fists.

I wish he wouldn't, but...

And Davy?

Davy?

Is he alive?

I'm sorry.

So you lied about your son, Joe,
because the fight he was in was
illegal?

That's right. But you've gotta tell
me this, why in God's name didn't
you report your other son missing?

Other son?

Oh, Davy.

Davy. He was beaten to a pulp
and was drowned in a concrete pit!

He's been lying in a morgue for 16
years waiting for someone to come
and claim him! Don't you care?

Of course I care!

He went missing 16 year ago.

Why didn't you tell the police?

Why would we do that?

If he ran away, then he had reasons,

last thing he would need is
the peelers after him too.

But what if something
had happened to him?

Well, if anyone did him wrong,

then it would be our
business to settle.

Where is he?

He's with us at our headquarters.

Could you...would you identify him?

Hail Mary full of Grace, the Lord
is with thee, blessed art thou...

Come on, pull yourself together!

Police? No, wait, I need
to speak to Mr Boyd, Mr Boyd.

Tell him it's Liam.

This was sold to you?

I use it all the time for the boys,
when they get cut in the fights.

It's all legal. Not this one.

This was found on a crime scene.

What? What sort of crime scene?

Illegal fighting.

Look, if I lose my licence to
attend ringside, I'm on the street.

I don't want to put
you out on the streets,

I just want one name.

What? What name?

Who put Joe McDonagh in a coma?

I can't stand up in court with this.

You don't have to.

OK...

..Martin Ward.

Martin Ward.

Why am I here? Joe McDonagh.

What about him? You know what.

What did McDonagh say about me?

What d'you think he said?

It was a fair fight.

Was it? It doesn't look it.

He's in hospital and you're...here.

He wasn't fit.
He shouldn't have took on the fight.

PHONE RINGS
DC Goodman.

This is the call answering division,
I've a broken distress call here.

I think it was meant
for your department.

Can I hear it?

So why didn't you stop? It's not up
to me to call a stop to it. Who's it
up to then? The banker. Who's he?

Dunno.

Can I go now? No.
Playing it for you now...

Let's find you a nice warm cell.

No, wait,
I need to speak to Mr Boyd.

Mr Boyd...

Tell him it's Liam.

No!

Our Father who art in Heaven,
hallowed be thy name.

Thy Kingdom come,
they will be done...

BARKING

WAILING

Help me! Help!

Help me!

Help me!

It's OK.

It's OK. I need protection.

From who? The Devil.

Can't you see him?

Ready? Aye.

My boy... Davy.

My darlin' boy.

Can we have a moment alone, please?

My beautiful boy.

What have they done to you?

I curse your killer with my blood.

By my blood,
I swear you'll be avenged.