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-Well, this is a surprise.

-Yeah.
It's the best surprise.

Where are you staying, Dad?
You can say here.

Mom's room is free.

-[ Stammers ]

It's all right.

It's a bit crowded here.

I mean, I could stay for dinner,
if you like.

-Yeah? Yeah, of course.

-Can he?

-Yeah. Of course.

We can order pizza.

But it's a school night,
so we can't stay up late.

-Maybe get some beers in.
-Yeah. Of course.

-[Indistinct]

Maybe on your birthday.
-[Laughs]

-Oh. Birthday. Yes.

I have prezzies
for you guys.

-Thanks.
-There you go.

-Aww. Thanks.

You didn't have to.

-I just can't believe
how grown up you two are.

Look at you, huh?

I bet all the boys
are buzzing around you.

-Oh, no.
-Yes, they are.

Come on. What's his name?
What's his name?

-Well...Russ.

-Russ?
-Yeah.

-What about you?
Are you seeing anybody?

-Kevin.

And they're on the both
treating you well, yeah?

-Yeah. Yeah. 100%.

-I mean, as long as you're
both happy, that is --

that's all that matters.

-That's what Mom
used to say.

-Is that why you're here, then?
Because of Mum?

-Liam.
-That's -- That's alright.

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard about your mom,

and I thought you needed
your dad.

-You missed the funeral.

-Yeah, I know.

I just -- I --
I couldn't manage it, you know?

I'm sorry --
about everything.

But, you know, I'm here now.
-Yeah.

[Indistinct]

He had to get the time off work
to visit, and all.

-No, I didn't take time
off work.

I quit my job.

And I'm...

I'm back for good.

-Really?

Oh, my God.
That's such good news.

-So where have you been?

-I've been...nowhere.

A lot of...work stuff.

A lot of boring
adult stuff.

Look, none of that matters.

It doesn't matter, right?
Come on. Sit down.

I want to know more
about Kevin.

I want to hear more
about Russ and Kevin.

I want to know
how you've been.

You know, let's get back to
the old days, huh?

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-No.

I thought we agreed
that I would let you know

when it's a good time
to see the kids.

It's not good for
them, you just showing
up here out of the blue.

They haven't seen you
in years.

-We're happy.

Look, I know you've been used to
getting things your own way,

Colette,
but I'm the dad.

Once I get full custody,
I'm going to be live with them,

so you might as well get used
to it sooner rather than later.

-Do you really think
it's going to be that easy?

Okay, when, exactly,
are you going to

tell them where you've been
for the last few years?

You're going to do it
in front of the judge?

-And you think it
would have been better

if that's the first thing
I tell them?

Or is that what
you wanted,

for them to be
upset with me?

Turn them against me,
you get full custody,

and then you carry on living
here rent-free in Dublin.

-Are you
fucking serious?

Do you think
I care about this house?

Or is that what you
care about?

I haven't even thought about
the house.

I'm doing this because of
Stacey,
because it's what she wanted.

She wanted me
to be their guardian,

and be responsible
for them.

-Yeah, well, Stacey's not here
anymore, Colette.

Now, I'm gutted about it,
but she's gone.

Now, I'm the dad, and I have
to do what I think is right.

End of story.

[ Door slams ]

-Hey. Hey.

I need to talk to you
about tonight.

-Did you tell my dad?
-No.

I want to talk
to you first.

-Commence the lecture.

-I don't want
to lecture you.

I want to talk to you.

I'm worried about you.

-You don't need to worry.

I'm fine, okay?

Liam's full of shit.

Just couldn't keep
his mouth shut.

-It's not Liam's fault.

He's your brother.
He cares about you.

-Whatever.
-Cara, this is drugs, all right?

This is serious.
It's not funny.

-"Drugs."
-You could get a record.

You could ruin
your whole life.

-Oh, my God.
I'm not taking them, okay?

I'm not.
I'm not a junkie.

I'm just minding them.
-Well, tell that to a judge.

See what he says.

Do you know how many times
they've had that?

"I'm just minding them."
They don't care.

-Are you going to
arrest me?

Arrest me, then.
Go for it.

-No, I'm not going to
arrest you.

Then leave me alone.

-Look, I want you
to promise me

that you're not going to
see Russ anymore.

-Of course I'm going to
fucking see him.

He's my boyfriend.
-Not anymore, he's not.

-What?

-I don't want you
anywhere near him.

I know you think
he cares about you.

-He does care about me.

You don't fucking trust me.
You don't fucking get it.

-Oh, God, Cara, come on.
You don't get it.

Listen,
this isn't a request.

This is what's going to happen,
all right?

-Or what?

-If he loved you,
do you really think

he'd have you dealing his drugs
for him?

I mean,
use your fucking brain.

-Get the fuck
out of my room!

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-Cara's pretty pissed, huh?

-Did you hear that?

-I think they heard it
in Galway.

Cara can really hold a grudge,
you know.

-Like your mom.

-Not that she seems to mind

that Dad missed Mom's funeral,
though.

-Are you alright?

It must've been
a bit of a shock.

-I mean, I was only 10
when he left.

And he wasn't around much
before that.

-You don't have to see him
if you don't want to.

If you need more time,
it's fine.

-I know.

I mean...

I do want to see him.

It's weird.

But he is my dad,
you know?

-Yeah. I do know.

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[ Sighs ]

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-[Indistinct], it's mom.

you have to take your sister
to Debbie's, all right?

I've arranged it.

Take a £20 from me.
Go for a takeaway.

I just need to
sort something out.

Listen, your sister,
she might --

she might say something
that'll get her upset.

You'll need to
look after her.

Don't worry.
Cara hasn't done anything wrong.

She's not in trouble.

I love you.

I just need to
sort something out.

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[ Phone ringing ]

-Hi. You've reached
Debbie's phone.

Please leave your name
and number,

and I'll get back to you
as soon as possible.

-Cara, wait.

I need to talk to you
about your mom.

I need help figuring out
this last number she called.

-Have you changed your mind
about Russ?

-No. I haven't.

-Well, then,
there's nothing to talk about.

[ Door slams ]

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[ Phone ringing ]

-Hello.
Dublin Women's Crisis Center.

This is Sinead.
How can I help?

Hello?

Hello? Are you there?

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-Hello.
-Hello.

I'd like to talk to someone
about Stacey Lockley.

She called here
a few times.

-I'm sorry, but all our records
was a confidential.

-Yeah, I understand,
but...

[ Beeping ]

The center was
the second to last number

Stacey called that night.

-How did she die?

-Well, it's been ruled as
a suicide.

-Oh, my God.

She called a few times,
but...

I never would have thought
she was a suicide risk.

-Can you tell me why
she was calling?

-She was worried.

Custody issues, mainly,

the kids,
what might happen to them.

-And was she worried
about...

Niall, was it?

-No.

It was Eoin.

-Did she think he was a danger
to her, or to the kids?

-Not exactly.

There was nothing concrete.

She wanted to be prepared,
I think,

reading between
the lines.

He was a forceful personality,
difficult to stand up to.

-The last call
the night she died,

did she mention Eoin?

-No. Not specifically.

But she made an appointment
to come in the next day.

She didn't think she had anyone
she could trust.

So, we were going to help her
if we could.

But she never showed.

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[ Phone ringing ]

-Yeah?

[ Dial tone ]

-I've been tracing
Stacey's last phone calls.

I just talked to someone
at a women's crisis center.

Apparently,
Stacey called them a few times.

She was afraid of Eoin.

She was trying to get away
from him.

-Jesus.

-Yeah, I know.

-All right, guys,
I've got an attempted robbery

of a truck
down at the Docklands.

Security guard
called it in.

The driver crashed
while trying to get away.

He was injured
at the scene.

The other suspect is still
at large, and may be armed.

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[ Police radio chatter ]

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-Is that the driver?
-It was.

-So, what did you hit him with?
-This.

-Got it.
Wilson and Cunningham.

Yeah. Local.
Yeah, they called it in.

-So, where'd the other guy go?
-He did a runner.

-They picked a good place
for it, didn't they?

No CCTV, narrow lanes coming
away from the warehouses.

Nothing to stop
the lorry.

-Yeah, but I don't think
they were expecting

security on board.
-You all right?

-Yeah. I'll be grand.

-Do they always have a guard
on the lorries?

-It's a new procedure
the last couple of weeks.

Some of the smaller lorries
have been held up,

so didn't want to risk
this lorry, you know --

not with
a much bigger load.

-What are you transporting?
-Pharmaceuticals.

-We need to call
Organized Crime.

-Mm-hmm.

We'll have to take you
down to the station,

get a statement.
-No problem.

-Has the suspect
been cleared yet?

-I can't give them to you yet.
He hit his head pretty badly.

Needs to get a scan
at St. Peter's.

-Is it all right
if I ride with you?

-Sure.

[ Police radio chatter ]

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[ Sirens wailing ]

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-Guard?
-Yeah.

-I have the personal belongings
you asked for.

-Thank you.

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-When did Eoin Molony
give you this?

Usually, he has
one of his girlfriends

register the lock-ups,
so he can keep his hands clean.

Was he using you
the same way?

You were meant to take the drugs
from the lorry

to the storage locker,
isn't that right?

James...

...what do you know
about Stacey Lockley?

[ Door opens ]

-My client won't be answering
any questions.

-I take it Eoin sent you.

You represented him when he made
a complaint about me.

-I'm here for my client,
Mr. Orman, right now.

And he won't be speaking
any further.

-Yeah.

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-We have to stop meeting
like this.

-Sorry.

It's part of
a whole bigger thing.

[Indistinct]
for weeks.

[Indistinct] overreach
with this latest robbery.

[Indistinct] not going to
be happy about this.

-Yeah.

-We think he's gone
underground.

-James Orman's
personal belongings.

He's staying overnight
at St Peter's for observation.

-Thank you.

-James is working
for Eoin.

He sent his pet lawyer,
Isobel Quigley, to the hospital.

James had a loose key
on him.

I'd put money on it being
for a storage like this.

There' one just like it
in Stacey's bag in my boot.

When I found out where
the storage locker was,

it was empty,

but Eoin Molony
was waiting outside.

-Well, you didn't -- you didn't
take the key, did you?

-No.

But I took a picture.

-Okay. Send it to me.
I'll do some digging.

-Don't be getting yourself
in trouble.

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-Colette.

Colette.

-Sorry.
I was miles away.

-Pub?

-Yeah. Why not?

You buying?
-No.

You have the cash,
don't you?

-[ Laughs ]

Also, I have a question
for you.

-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah.

How many tattoos
have you got?

-Jesus, you don't miss a beat.
-No, I don't.

-When did you spot that?

-My first day of work.

-Impressive.
-Yeah.

-Right.
I have three tattoos.

I've got a beautiful piece
of artwork

here on my left shoulder,

which is covering up a really
shitty piece of artwork.

-[ Laughs ]

-I've got my son's name,
[Indistinct], on my left arm.

-That's a lovely name.

I didn't know you had
a son.

-Yeah.

I don't see him often, but...

-Yeah.

How's all your gang doing?

-Liam...

he's got the weight of the world
on his shoulders, you know?

And Cara has a boyfriend,
and he is a piece of work.

-Right. Bad news?

-Yeah, he's seriously
bad news.

Of course
I don't understand.

-Like we were never
teenagers.

-Exactly.
-Do you think she'll see sense?

-Yeah, maybe,
but now their dad's shown up.

You know, he just wants to be
their friend, not the parent.

It really pisses me off,
actually.

-Suppose you've been through
this before with Stacey.

You must have some tricks
up your sleeve.

-When I had Stacey,
I was really young.

Pretty much messed up
everything.

But Cara,
she so like her, you know?

She's -- Not just the looks,
but, like, everything.

Jesus, she's moody.

I'm rabbiting on.

And you're drinking
fucking Coke.

-It's good to have
a rabbit sometimes.

-So, where's your other
tattoo?

-Oh, no.

Really?
-Is it hidden?

Well, let's just say

you probably wouldn't see it
if I was wearing me swim trunks.

I was very young,
and very stupid,

and trying to impress
a girl.

-Did it work?

-Not that girl, no.

-[ Laughs ] Yeah.

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[ Car approaching ]

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Cara?

Liam?

Are you home?

Is anyone here?

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[ Phone ringing ]

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[ Car approaching ]

-Leave me alone.

-What's going on?

-Excuse me.

Bye, love.
-Love you, Dad.

-I love you, too.
-I'll see you soon, yeah.

-You will, yeah.

-Take care, yeah?
-You, too, yeah.

I need to talk to Liam.
He's being ridiculous.

-Debbie.
-Hey, Colette.

-Can you give us
a minute?

-Sure.
-No, you can stay, love.

-We talked about this.

You can't just take the kids
without telling me.

I was worried.
-What's the problem?

Cara said
she left a note.

It's a school night, Niall.

It's past 12:00.

-One late night
won't kill them.

-I don't know.
She's right.

We should have had them
back earlier, Colette.

We just got a bit
carried away.

We lost track
of time.

-Yeah. Alright.
Fair enough.

I won't keep them
so late again.

I just...

I wanted them
to meet Debbie.

-They know Debbie.

-Meet her as...

my girlfriend, I mean.

And I wanted to meet
their boyfriends, too.

-Ross was there?

-Of course he was, yeah.
Kevin, too.

-Niall, Ross isn't
a good influence on Cara.

-I know. Cara told me that
you don't like him.

Look, you do know that the more
you tell her she can't see him,

the more she's going
to want to.

Besides, I mean,
he seems like a good kid.

-Did she tell you why
I don't think he's a good kid?

-No. Not yet.

But I'm sure she will
when she's ready.

Look, me and the kids,
we made a promise.

No more secrets.

I just -- I just --
You were right.

-What do you mean?

I wanted to lay all the cards
on the table,

so I tell them about...

Debbie, and...

about prison,

and about how I want to be
part of their lives.

-You laid all that on them
in one night?

Are you serious?

No wonder Liam's upset.

-He's sensitive.

He just needs it to sink in.
he'll be fine.

-No. He's just a kid.
-He's old enough.

They both are.
That's what I was telling them.

They're old enough to decide
who they want to live with.

What, do you just not think
they deserve a say in that?

How happy are you
making them?

Come on, Debs.
It's late.

-I'll be there
in a minute.

I know this must be
a bit of a surprise.

Look, Niall was always
my friend, as well as Stacey.

-Listen, Debbie, you don't have
to justify anything to me.

You're right.
-I'm not trying to.

He's always loved
his kids.

That's all I wanted
to say.

Goodnight, Colette.

-Thanks for breakfast.

-You're welcome.

Get some toast.

So, you sleep all right?

-Yeah.
-That's good.

-How about yourself?

-Yeah. All right.
How about you, Liam?

-Yeah.

-I know your dad dropped a big
bombshell on us last night.

-Yeah.

Did you know?

-About prison, yeah.

I just found out
recently.

I was waiting for a quiet minute
to tell you guys.

But there hasn't been one,
has there?

-No.

About Debbie, no.
Not a clue.

-I still can't believe
he's seeing her.

-This again.
What's your problem, Liam?

-It's weird.
She's Mum's best friend.

It's weird
you don't think it's weird.

-It's not weird.
You've always liked Debbie.

Is it such a big surprise
that Dad likes her, too?

-It's a big surprise that he's
been messing around with Debbie

instead of seeing us
these last weeks.

-Come on, guys.

-No, you know what
let's talk about how

he's a liar,
and a criminal.

-Criminal? Grow up, Liam.
He explained.

You' were just a little kid
back then.

He didn't want to upset you.

-He hit someone so hard
they had to go into surgery.

-It was an accident.

It's not like he just
punched them out of nowhere.

They got in a fight.

You've gotten in fights
yourself, remember?

-So, what, he just gets to
come back here, after years,

like nothing happened?
-No.

He comes back
because Mum killed herself.

He's our Dad.

He's the only parent
we have.

You only like it with Dad

because he lets you see Ross,
and Colette won't.

-I can't believe you.
Thanks for breakfast.

-Cara. Cara, come back, please.

Come back.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

-I hoped that will go
a little bit better than it did.

-Have you lost your phone,
or something?

We were trying to call
using the direct line.

I've got a lot going on.

What's up?

-I found out who registered
the key.

Her name is Orla Quinn,
lives in Rialto.

Turns out, she works for
the drug supply company

the was targeted
yesterday.

-I recognize her.

That's Eoin Molony's
new girlfriend.

I saw them together
a few weeks ago.

Right. Well, let's go.

Hi.
Does Orla Quinn live here?

-Who's asking?

-Detectives Wilson
and Cunningham.

-You called the guards?
-No. I didn't, Orla.

-She didn't call
the guards.

But I think it might be a good
idea if you let us come in.

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Orla, who did this to you?

-Her bloody boyfriend --

ex-boyfriend, now,
if she has any sense,

-Leave it alone.

-Did Eoin do this
to you?

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Eoin Molony?

♪♪

We want to help you,
all right.

What did you do?

-I came home early,

and he was here getting
some stuff -- clothes, money.

He was out of his mind.

Just furious.

He started screaming at me,
hitting me.

[ Crying ]

I want to forget
about it.

I don't ever want to talk
about him again.

That's all.

-We're going to protect you,
all right?

But you need to tell us
a few things.

Can you do that, Orla?

Listen, Did Eoin
talk to you

about your work
at Landrigan Pharma?

-Oh, God.

You already know?

-How did he get
the delivery schedules?

-I didn't give them
to him.

I don't know.

He must have --
He must stolen them somehow.

If he knows that I'm talking
to you, he'll kill me.

-We won't let that happen.
You need to believe me.

We're not going to
let that happen.

All right?

You just need to try
and remember everything

that he said to you
tonight.

Is there anything
you can remember?

-For God's sake, Orla,
they're trying to help you.

-He just...

He just was screaming at me
about his head-up,

yelling about the Donnellys,
that they'd kill him,

that he had to get away.

He just kept at it, hitting me,
and choking me.

I think...

I think if my sister
hadn't called --

-Did Eoin say anything about
what he was going to do next,

or where he was
going to go?

-I don't know.

He just said that he had
to get away.

I hope he never
comes back.

-This is what
Eoin Molony does.

He manipulates women.

You weren't to know.
-No, but she told me.

She warned me.

-Who?

-His ex --
Stacey something.

I just -- I thought that
she was a crazy ex.

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-And what did she say?

-She called me
a few weeks back,

and told me that
he was bad news,

but I didn't believe her.

I'm such an idiot.

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-Colette.

Colette?

-Sorry.

-You've been staring
at that screen

for the past
half an hour.

-Yeah, I know.

I can't stop thinking about
seeing Orla today.

Did Stacey feel
like that?

Did he hit her, too?

-Maybe it's time to take this
to Organized Crime.

-No, not yet.

We don't have enough
to make a case.

-Yeah, but Colette --
-Siobhán.

I want to see him in court
more than anyone,

but we need
the full picture.

-Because you need to know.

-Yeah, because I need
to know.

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-How did I know
I'd find you sulking out here?

So predictable.

-I'm not sulking.

-Yeah? Could have fooled me.

I don't want to fight
with you, Liam.

Not about this.

You have to know that
I'm going to choose Dad.

And I hope you will, too.

'Cause I'd miss you,

if you were off living somewhere
with Colette.

I mean that, Liam.

[ Phone buzzes ]

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-Hiya.

I am looking for
Ross Corby.

-Funny, so am I.
-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.
He called off half an hour ago.

Some urgent family matter.

Bunch of bullshit,
if you ask me.

-You couldn't give me
his address, by any chance,

could you?

-No. I couldn't.

What do you want it for?

-I can't talk about
an active investigation.

I'm sure you understand.

-Sorry, guard.

I didn't realize.

Give us a minute,
and I'll rustle it up.

-Great.

[ Video game sounds ]

-Here you are.

-That machine.

The sound.
-Blast from the past, right?

-Right.

I haven't seen one of them
in 30 years.

They making a comeback?
-Oh, no, no.

I picked it up
at auction.

AS far as I know,
I've got the only one in Dublin.

-Thanks.

Appreciate it.

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[ Car door opens, closes ]

[ Engine starts ]

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[ Phone ringing ]

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-Hello?

Who is this?

Hello?

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