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In '98, a handful of
us were made aware of

a possible assassin.
We called him Goliath.

Boss? We're still on the island.

We've found something.
How many bodies altogether?

Three, but none of
them are your mum.

Tom. Tori.

They found him. Dad.

The Keenan case has been
orchestrated by someone who

wants us to find Goliath.

Whoever it is, they're
still out there, sir.

We think they hold the key to
unlocking the truth about the past.

The harbourmaster, he says he was
asked about Goliath four months ago.

Someone phoned him. Said
their name was Frank MacFeale.

How did you know it was me
pretending to be MacFeale?

I know you've been meeting

with the person who's
trying to unmask Goliath.

Who is it?

I brought you here. Now tell me.

No.

Jackie blocked this
investigation 22 years ago.

Now he's doing it again.

Why would you, of all
people, cover for him?

Or is it you?

Are you Goliath?

Mr Corry?

Mr Corry?

Your sister called.
She's worried about you.

Mr Corry?

Mr Corry...

He might have
fallen or something.

He might be in trouble.

Mr Corry.

Mr Corry?

Anything?

Someone else has been here.
He can't go anywhere on his own.

Check with the hospitals, make
sure he hasn't been brought in.

If not, this is a missing
person's investigation.

We need to move out of here.

Treat this as a crime scene.

Sir? This is Linda Corry,
sir, Mr Corry's sister.

Who are they? What's
happened to Adam?

This is a missing
person's investigation.

God.

There are people
looking for him.

No, but he's not a well man.

Does Adam get many visitors?

No.

And how often do
you visit? Once a week.

I do his messages for
him - his prescription,

make sure he has
everything he needs.

You haven't seen anyone else
coming or going in all that time?

Has Adam spoken about anyone?
Someone that might have visited him?

No, no. I want to
see inside the house.

Not yet. Not yet.

Get your hands off me.

I'm sorry, you
can't go in there.

It's a crime scene.

I will be making a complaint.

Sir?

Sir.

Adam's notebook.

I handled that.

Remember, when we were
in the other room with him?

I'll make sure to pass that on.

He was saying that Adam made
notes inside about who visited.

Times, dates, what
was talked about,

but that there are
some pages missing.

The most recent ones especially.

Tom!

You're wanted.

Just had an update from
the CSIs at Adam Corry's.

A fingerprint they lifted from one
of the teacups does not belong

to his sister, nor does it belong
to anyone else on the database.

They're working on the DNA.

What's going on?

She was brought in an hour ago.

She'd been dumped out the
back of a van outside the hospital.

Looks like the woman
in Keenan's car.

But listen.

I was coming
out of the hospital.

They just came up behind me.

Put me in a van.

Showed me to
someone on their phone.

When you say someone...?

A man.

I just heard his voice.

He said.

"That's not her."

Keenan's looking for the
woman involved in his kidnap.

Her hair is the same
as the woman in his car,

the woman outside the sandwich
shop. This one's over from London.

She wasn't even here
when Keenan was kidnapped.

Can we bring him in? No.

You heard yourself,
he wasn't there.

The best we can do is
put him under surveillance.

He's going over where he went
on the day he was kidnapped.

He must think someone
at the hospital was involved.

You think he's onto
something? Yes.

We need to redouble our efforts in
the search for the woman in his car.

I believe she's
the Goliath hunter.

I was here on the 16th,

talking to one of your
ophthalmologists about a patient.

I was just wondering

we're looking for a woman,

likely to be in her 30s,
40s, average height.

This is all we have, I'm afraid.

Does she look familiar?

No.

No, I'm sorry.

We see so many people.

Well.

No bother. Thanks anyway.

Sir? Excuse me, sir.

Sorry, you said the 16th?

Sorry, I should have looked.

Does this have something to do
with questions you wanted to ask

about a patient, Mr PJ Keenan?

That's right. Only you're in the
wrong place to speak to Ms Matthews.

Sorry?

Tori Matthews.

She's a surgeon.

There's a note
attached to the diary.

She wanted to be alerted

when the police followed up
on Mr Keenan's appointment.

Thanks.

Hello?

Tom, we've got the DNA back
from the teacup at Corry's house.

It matches the DNA
found in Keenan's car.

So, it's confirmed.

The woman involved in Keenan's
kidnapping was in Corry's house.

Sir. I've got to go.

Hi, this is Tori Matthews.
Please leave a message.

Sorry for the
short notice, but, er

I'm pleased

you agreed to dinner. Are you?

Aye.

So, er, were you married before?

There's the police officer
I was expecting. Sorry.

Old habits.

No, never married. Too young.

Course.

No, I... I moved about a lot.

How come?

Well, I finished
my schooling here

university in England.

And, after my training, I
just wanted some excitement.

Where did that take you to?

Well, I helped set up a trauma
stabilisation unit in Syria. Wow.

If I think about Izzy
doing that, I'd be standing

right behind her with a
Kalashnikov and a packet of plasters.

Still your little girl.

Always.

I raised her, you know.

Did all the jigsaw
puzzles, the stories,

taxi rides to the nightclubs,
from the nightclubs.

You thought Syria was tough. No.

You know, I come from a
single-parent family myself.

I gave my mother
her fair share of grief.

Then you know what it's like.

Course, if it was my old man,

he'd have thrown me in a cell
overnight to cool down. He didn't!

He did.

So, was he in the police, too?

Yeah, his whole career.

And now you. 30
years and counting.

Yeah.

It's been a long time.

So, what is it mostly? Drugs?

Gangsters?

Homicides? Well,
we like to mix it up.

You know, usually, where I work

you get some pretty
dodgy pensioners.

Today, we had a
missing person's case.

Elderly gentleman.

Not very mobile.

Needs oxygen therapy to breathe.

Lives on his own on the
Comber Road. CUTLERY DROPS.

Shit. You OK?

Aye.

I'll just be a moment.
I'm sorry. No, of course.

This is me.

Right...

How do you know Adam Corry?

Your reaction at dinner.
How do you know him?

I don't know what you're talking
about. You asked to be alerted

when the police came
looking for Pat Keenan's doctor.

No, I... You had access to
Keenan's medical records.

You knew when he'd be at
the hospital. You followed him

from there. Disguised
yourself. A black wig. Tom...

They found a woman's
DNA in Pat Keenan's car.

They found the same DNA on
a cup at Adam Corry's house.

If we asked you for a sample, would
you be confident it wasn't a match?

You're not making any sense...
You manoeuvred yourself

to teach on my daughter's
course. You knew that my district

was small enough that I'd be the
SIO. You wanted the inside track

on the investigation. Let
me go. You abused my trust

and you used my daughter to
do it! I would never harm Izzy.

Tori Matthews, I am arresting you
on suspicion of kidnapping Pat Keenan

and the abduction of Adam
Corry. Stop! You do not have to say

anything but it may
harm your defence... Stop!

If you do not mention
when questioned something

you later rely on in court.
I'm Simon Quinlan's daughter!

I'm Simon Quinlan's daughter.

But he was a priest. Aye.

He kept me and my mum secret.

We lived out in the Mournes.

Do you know where Adam is?

He was helping me
find my dad's killer.

I met him when he came to
ask my mum some questions.

He couldn't get
any sense out of her,

but he had time to
show me what he found.

Jesus.

Tom, I'm just doing
what you're doing.

I'm trying to find the man who
killed a member of my family.

He'd heard the name
Goliath. From where?

Some peeler in the Dunfolan
Arms, full of drink. Did he say who?

No.

I mean, Adam didn't know
what to do with the information.

If he took it to the police,

they'd only brush it under the
carpet again, wouldn't they?

So, I suggested
something he didn't like.

Kidnapping Keenan?

It was a while before I landed
on Keenan as an ideal candidate.

Someone who would
link in to the Goliath story,

who would force you to reopen
the case, go looking for the bodies.

Someone who was an easy
target. Easy how? His promiscuity.

Plus, he's not
exactly a good man.

Adam said I was
playing with fire.

I'd agree with him.

But it worked, didn't it?

So, you and Corry, the families
of former enemies, you what,

you just become friends?

The families of victims,
aye. And that includes you.

We are not the same.

Your wife was taken from you,

from your daughter.

Someone deprived you and
Izzy of a normal family life,

just like they did me. And
the least you could do

I've tried everything.

Have you ever been
closer than you are now?

Adam and I were on to
something and you know it.

And you have to find him.

You need to stop. No.

We need justice. You can
mess around with this all you want

but I can, I will arrest
you. So why don't you?

I understand your desire
for justice, believe me, I do.

But you're going about
it in the wrong way.

I also know what Keenan's
people will do to you in prison

when they find out. I've seen
the type - prison officers paid off,

a stabbing in the shower.

An overdose that
makes it look like suicide.

It happens in the way
you imagine it would.

I will not be scared
into submission.

And I will not lose a good
person to a stupid bloody move.

I'm asking you
to think about it.

Your whole life up in smoke.

Maybe cut short
entirely. And why?

So you can manipulate a police
investigation which may or may not

give you the result you
want? But he was my daddy.

Leave it alone.

It's my final offer.

"I took our wee girl for a
cycle out along Head Road."

"We stopped by the
long dry-stone wall."

"I told her the wall
stretches over 15 mountains."

"She laughed and told me I'd
been at the Communion wine."

"I enjoy this stolen
company more and more,"

"now that she is
older. A young woman."

"She is her mother's daughter
and for that I am eternally grateful."

You remember that?

I worried about him on a bike.

His limbs were like spaghetti.

Read another one,
please. I'm sorry, Mummy.

What for?

I can't.

I'm not able to.

We will never have justice.

But I thought you said

I know what I said,

but things have changed,

and I can't continue.

What things?

Somebody murdered your father.

They had no right.

You remember that. I do.

So, you will never
give up looking for him.

Mummy, I have to.

I have to stop.

Uniform from Tango Sierra
351 on task with two boats.

We are commencing our initial
sweep of sectors one and three...

Object in the water,
about 50 metres to port.

Uniform from Charlie 590.

One male, approximately
70 years old.

White beard. No signs of life.

Visible wound to the
head, potentially gunshot.

Looks like he's
been washed ashore.

We'll set up a cordon
here and hold the scene.

590 understood. Detectives, CSIs

and body recovery
on the way now...

Tom.

There has to be a witness.

He couldn't have
got out here alone.

The last words he spoke to us
were about finding his brother's killer.

Looks like he found him.

You think this is Goliath?
Gunshot to the head.

What more do we need?

The nature of this
manhunt changes.

Notify the Intelligence Hubs,
we're now looking for a murderer.

Sir. We thought we had it
bad with Keenan's bunch.

We're in the middle of this
now, about to get it from all sides.

And I've no doubt that
this is directly related

to the two of you using
Corry for your investigations.

So much for keeping the peace.

Hope you're happy.

We look for witnesses.

Keep up the hunt for the
woman that matches that DNA.

Let's check out any CCTV
that we find in the area.

Niamh, you take
charge at Adam's house.

Birdy, make sure the
CSIs know that the nature

of the investigation
has changed. Sir.

Let's box up the work he was
doing on finding his brother's killer.

Bring it to the station.

Let's see what he knew.

You think he has something
that identifies Goliath?

Looks like Linda Corry's
brought all the Protestants, sir.

You can smell the doilies
and the abstinence from here.

I would say that you, Detective
Chief Superintendent Twomey,

seem to have little
interest in finding the person

who killed my brother.
Well, with respect, I think...

And the fact that you displaced
a perfectly good Protestant officer

to become head of this
district smacks of appeasement

to your own community.

I think he might have
preferred the petrol bomb.

Shit.

I didn't know you
were going to be here.

I'm having to be everywhere.

Let's get on with it.

Gunshot wound to the head was
made from a distance of about ten yards,

with a 9mm.

The round entered above his
left eye, went through his brain

and came out the back of
his head on the right-hand side.

That sort of angle.

Don't do that. Please.

The shooter was of an
approximately similar height.

The lungs are dry,

which confirms that he was
dead before he went into the lough.

Was he dumped in deep
water or did he wash out?

We found ligature
marks around the ankles,

which indicates a weighted rope.

So, whoever it was tried
to sink him in deep water,

but then the weight dislocated
the ankle and the rope slipped loose.

Now it's just a matter
of forensic evidence.

In a perfect world,
we'd find the boat,

and there'd be blood
on that, for sure.

Anything turned up at the
crime scene? Nothing further.

We're going to do everything
we can to get Adam Corry's killer.

We're going to catch them.

We're going to parade them through
the streets like a fucking pariah.

No-one gets away with this.

Aye, just drop them over there.

It was Adam Corry who used
Frank MacFeale as an alias.

We flagged the name shortly
before Adam Corry went missing.

It has to be an active officer
who connected it with Corry.

The timing is too
coincidental otherwise.

Combined with the nature of
the execution, it is further proof,

if proof were needed, that we
are looking for Goliath himself.

The name went to districts,
Int Hubs and the Garda.

By now maybe 500 officers will
have the Frank MacFeale name.

One of whom made the connection.

You as good as
killed Adam Corry.

You didn't think. You
just put it out there.

But, sir, we ran checks on the
name. No. You're a fucking idiot.

I mean, for goodness' sake.

Officers all over the country
will have been notified

about the name Frank MacFeale,

but they won't know
we're looking for Goliath.

We've kept that quiet.

Shite.

That means Goliath could
be someone from this district.

Jesus, do I have to do all
the police work around here?

Birdy!

Make a list of all the officers
from this district who could fit

the Goliath profile,
those who are still serving

who were in
uniform in '98. Sir...

At least then we can see if they're
connected to the investigation.

Put a request in to HR for serving
officers' records with permissions.

Get what you can.

Sir.

Well, get on it!

Thanks, love.

So.

How was dinner with
my favourite consultant?

I'm not the right
kind of person for her.

What?

If we'd continued,
she'd have seen that.

You're talking
shite, Daddy. I'm not.

They don't come
much better than you.

I'm not a good man.

I'm not what you think.

What's gotten into you?

"Dear Tori, we started this
journey on different sides."

"You've taught me that
grief knows no division."

"Sadly, time is against
our friendship, which is why"

"I've sent you this."

"Jackie Twomey's back, the
man who stopped me last time."

"This has to be more
than coincidence."

"There's going to
be another cover-up."

"I can feel the
noose tightening."

"If they come for me, I want you
to have my collection of leads."

"The necklace was given
to my brother by his lover."

"I've never been able
to find out who she was."

"If you can get someone to
look at it, perhaps there's DNA."

"Why would Jackie Twomey
need to cover this up?"

"I can see only one reason."

"He knows who Goliath is."

HR have said they'll send the
files of the relevant people over

as soon as possible.

Er, but just so you
know, there are only, um,

three individuals
currently serving

in this district that are
still active since 1998.

Dinger.

Um, you, sir,

and y-you, sir.

Others that would have been
eligible have either moved out

of the district or have
seconded elsewhere,

and they wouldn't have any
knowledge of our current investigations.

Well, it's not me.

Sir? If the idea is our
potential Goliath fits this profile

and he's one of three.

I'm saying it's not me.

So, now, it's one of two.

Um, does that mean I don't
need his files any more?

Keep going, Birdy.

What was that about?

I'm just making things easier.

Leaving me and
Dinger in the lurch?

Have you anything to
be left in the lurch for?

Besides, I don't believe either
me or Dinger ever met Adam Corry.

Only you.

That'll be all.

What do you want?
Are you OK to speak?

Aye.

Adam managed to get a
parcel to me before he died.

He says it's a collection of
all the leads he has to Goliath.

I can't get away now but I'll
come and see you tonight.

This man was meticulous.

He could have done
with going electronic.

HR files have arrived, sir. Have
you looked at them already?

Aye.

Has the DCS seen them?

No.

Both you and Dinger
are pretty routine-looking,

you'll be pleased to know.
Nearly your birthday, I see, sir.

Focus, Birdy.

Um, the DCS's file, well...

What? When I compare your
records from 1998, this is you.

This is Dinger,

and this is DCS Twomey.

It's been redacted.

Why would it have been redacted?

I don't know.

Who would have done that?

Special Branch? Intelligence?

Some monkey further up the tree.

Can we talk to the
Intelligence Services?

We can try.

Leave it with me.

Sir!

Details of an allegation that
a police officer unofficially

ran Joe Harkin as an IRA source.

He has a number here but
doesn't seem to know what it is.

2421.

Later on, he says that the
same officer is suspected

of passing highly sensitive
information using insecure means.

2421?

2421

2421...

You all right, sir?

We each had a post
office box in town.

It was useful if we had to
store things while in the field.

Like what?

Evidence, information, things
you might want to keep safe

if you're on the move.
2421 was Jackie's box.

Go with DS McGovern.

Dig up what you can
which places DCS Twomey

everywhere he's been
for the last 24 hours.

Are you sure, sir?

Well, you heard him. He was quick
to exonerate himself from all of this.

Now, look. We're talking
about the DCS, sir. Aye.

Shite.

What's the problem?

Well, I think that
should be obvious.

We have suspected from
the outset of this investigation

that there might be an insider
among us, someone prepared to use

their position to commit
murder. Now, at some point,

we're going to have to face
up to who that person might be.

Do it!

Come in.

Have you touched any of it?

The documents.

Aye. And the jewellery? No.

Don't. I'll take it away
as evidence, all of it.

I was still a teenager
when my dad went missing.

19, just.

But young. Naive, like.

Every day since then has
just chipped away at that.

All I know is I won't
just be another victim.

I need to find the man
who killed my father.

The man who was meant
to be upholding the law

and protecting people.

The man who killed your wife.

Have you read Adam's
journal? I have, aye.

So, you have an
idea who Goliath is?

I've suspected him for a while.

He is one of us.

Someone I've known for

years.

A friend.

Jackie Twomey. Yes.

Adam mentions Jackie
in the documents.

Thinks he concealed
Goliath's identity. That's right.

Jackie headed the investigation
into the disappearances in 1998.

He was ultimately responsible
for shutting the case down.

The mistake I made
was showing him

your Goliath postcard
this time round.

Before I knew it, he'd
come down from Belfast,

installed himself as
the SIO at Dunfolan,

all so he could suppress a
full police investigation, again.

That's what Adam said. I
don't think they'll let it come out.

It would destroy the Service.

It could

it could go far
beyond that, too.

You're a police officer.

This is your job.

He's my boss.

I won't be able to gather
evidence against him effectively,

not without him being
across all of it. You have to.

I can't, not on my own.
Well, then, I'll help you.

Look, I'm an outsider. I
can move freer than you.

I don't want to endanger you.

You have to let me try.

Christ, if it's him, we can't
let him get away with it.

Tom, justice at all costs.

Leave peace to the politicians,

and let's give them
evidence they can't ignore.

Adam Corry went missing from
his home some time on the 21st.

Where were you that day? I
was here. We had an inspection.

And in the evening?

I made a lovely wee lasagne, and
then I watched a wildlife programme,

which was very distressing,
and was in bed by ten o'clock.

Can anyone verify that?

Probably my next-door neighbour.
She's always complaining

about the thinness of the
walls. Probably heard me crying

about the wee gazelle. Would
you say you're in a good position

to manipulate evidence?

No, not at all.

- My findings are double.
- In fact - triple-checked.

Could the DNA at Adam
Corry's house be Siobhan Harkin?

No. We have her on the system.

So, we still have no
idea who the woman was.

Apart from the fact she's at
the centre of your investigations.

We're going after Jackie.

Jackie's a good fit.

You know, there's
police officers

and there's
politicians in the police.

I never really
trusted the latter.

Birdy. Sir. Have you
seen DCI Brannick?

I'm after searching
high and low. No, sir.

Any idea where he's
at? No, sir. Walk with me.

What's the current focus
of the investigation? Sir?

Are you deaf? No, sir.

Then answer the question.

Er... Er?

I... Are we communicating
in vowels, Birdy?

I asked you a simple question.

Now, answer me or I'll
have you out on your hole.

A police officer in
this district, unofficially,

and allegedly

ran

Joe Harkin as an IRA source.

Do we know who it is?

Well...

They used a post office
box to communicate, sir.

The box

had a number.

Go on.

2421.

What?

2421, sir. .

And you know whose it is? Aye.

I mean, y-y-yes, sir.

It's you, sir.

It's yours.

Niamh.

Sir. I don't suppose you've
seen DCI Brannick either.

No, sir.

Man should join the
fucking magic circle.

Hello?

I'm at the caravan.

There's no sign of Jackie.

OK. You know what to do.

Siobhan, you need
to get out of here.

Find somewhere safe.
What are you talking about?

You're in danger. I can
handle Pat Keenan. No.

My officers are looking into
me. Somehow they found out

that I was running Joe. God.
And they'll find out you helped me.

When that gets out, all hell
will break loose with your people.

You'll be hunted! God.

It's done.

Are you sure it'll
lead to other things?

I believe it will.

And we have the
right man? We do.

Look, I understand this
must be difficult for you.

You know, I'm in no doubt
as to who my father was.

I know he deprived many
others of a loving family.

You're not him.

Yeah.

Dinger's alibi is solid. He
was at work and his neighbour

vouches for him being
at home in the evening.

Birdy, tell DCI Brannick
to get in here now.

What the f...?

Sir?

Sir.

What's going on?

This has just arrived.

It's the caravan.

It's my caravan.

The other side.

What's on the other side, sir?

Show us the other side.

Niamh, get hold of some CSIs.

We need to mark
this as evidence.

So.

The DNA on the caravan photo

matches the DNA
found in Pat Keenan's car

and at Adam Corry's house.

It authenticates it as belonging
to the individual who we suspect

of being the Goliath hunter.

But I'm not Goliath.

No, no.

No, no, no.

This is ridiculous.

I've nothing to
do with this! Sir...

No, this is schoolboy stuff.

Jackie... No, I'll not
have this. I'll not allow this.

I will not allow this kind of
shite to happen on my watch!

We're going to put an
end to this right now!

Whatever it takes!

Search my caravan,
search my office, my vehicle.

Whatever you have to do!

But I will not stand idly by while
somebody points a finger at me!

How do you account for this?

I can't.

Of course I can't!

They found a fingerprint
on the postcard.

The print belonged
to Adam Corry.

Right.

Jackie Twomey, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of the murder

of Adam Corry.

You do not have to say anything
but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention
when questioned something

that you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

What a waste of
everyone's fucking time.

Don't make a scene.