All language subtitles for The Vanishing Triangle s01e05.eng

That's me, aged 10.

It was taken by the man
who murdered my mother.

Why do you think he's
contacting you now?

Because I just wrote a piece
about my mother's murder.

My articles are
provoking him, Barbara.

Is she okay?

Laura. I'm Lisa Wallace.
I'm a journalist.

Can we talk? I don't want
to end up dead like Mandy.

God, you're here helping
us to bring our girls home.

I found out
something for you.

A guy in here by
the name of Evans.

Rathkilly. I have the address.

Help!

You need to lock him up.

I've known Gough forever.

Now, he knew we
were coming here,

and now he's
nowhere to be found.

David, I saw you with that guy.

I swear I'd never tell anyone.

You're a liar.

See what happens to liars, Lisa?

Hello?

Choose now.

Susan.

Save Susan.

Okay. That's something.

Yeah, I'll get over when I can.

We got Gough.

Picked him up two
miles from here.

It has to be him, right?

He disappeared straight
after the brothel,

where I found a photo
of him and Mandy.

He knew about the wiretapping
of the phone, and now this.

If it is Gough, I
really don't think

he could have got to the
girls after leaving here.

Sorry to disturb you, sir.
The state pathologist is here.

Be right there.

Do you have somewhere to go?

A friend's house or...

Why don't you come
stay with me and the family?

You can work out of
my office at home.

No, I couldn't.
Thanks, though.

Lisa, you can't stay here.

I'm gonna have to assign
you another guard,

at least until we
know it's Gough.

It's okay. I'll
stay at a hotel.

I'd feel a lot better if
I knew where you were.

And where's safer than the
home of a copper, yeah?

Depends on the
cop, though, right?

Yeah.

Called my wife.
She's expecting us.

Sir.

David.

I, um...

I remembered
something last night.

About my mother's murder.

He, um... He gave me a choice.

Of who to save.

My mother's life
or... or my own.

And I-I chose to save myself.

I wish I could take it back.

I wish I had died that night.

Jesus, Lisa, you
were 10 years old.

You can't possibly
blame yourself.

Lisa, I know, as a parent,

if my daughter was
given the same choice,

I'd want her to
choose herself, too.

Any parent would.

And I know your mother
would have felt the same.

It must have given her
some comfort that night,

knowing that you'd live on.

Thank you.

? Ahhhhhh ?

Hi, honey.

Hi.

Sorry, come in.

Hi. Hi, love.

Mary, this is Lisa.

Hi, Lisa.

Oh, I heard you had a bit
of a shock last night.

How are you feeling?

Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks.

Hi, Lisa. Do you think
you'll catch him?

Rachael, that's
not... It's okay.

Yeah.

I won't stop until we catch him.

Would you like some
breakfast, Lisa?

Are you hungry?

Oh, no, I'm...
I'm okay. Thanks.

I have to speak to
Lisa before I go.

Uh, Rachael, come
on. Your dad's busy.

Thanks, love.

Maybe I should go with you.

No, you should stay. Relax.

Or work. I'll call
you when I can.

That's my office in there.

There's a separate phone
line that you can use,

and I'll call you on that.

You won't be bothered.

All right. Good luck.

Thanks.

Rachael!

Jesus, Lisa, are you okay?

It's all over the news
about this dead guard.

Yeah. I'm... I'm fine, really.

Work is the only thing
keeping me together right now.

Okay. Uh, listen, there was
an old woman in here earlier.

Betty Walsh. Do you know her?

No.

She wants you to
give her a call.

I've got the number
here somewhere.

Hello?

Hi, it's Lisa Wallace here
from The Dublin Evening Mail.

I believe you were
looking for me.

I heard you were looking
for my son, Billy.

Billy Miller?

Yes. Yeah.

He's... He's... He's not
got long left to live.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I wanted to talk to him

because I know he knew
my father, Chris Wallace.

Would he talk to me?

Oh, look, I don't think
he's able to talk.

It won't take long. I promise.

Um, I'll tell you what.

Come tomorrow. He's
very bad today.

Okay. Yeah. Thank you.

About time.

Sorry, Ger.
Couldn't be helped.

What is this?

Are you trying intimidation
techniques on me?

Just tell me why
the fuck I'm here.

My name is Detective
Inspector David Burkely,

alongside Detective
Inspector Frank Carey.

And we believe that you
might be able to help us

with our investigation,
Detective Sergeant Gough.

Did you know Mandy Clarke
before she went missing?

No.

You got a cigarette, Frank.
Left mine in the car.

Cheers, Frank.

I made a mistake. All right?

One time I went to that house

with the intention
of paying for sex,

but then I chickened
out and I left.

Right after this
picture was taken.

Something like that.

You look pretty
relaxed here to me.

Not like a man having
second thoughts.

Yeah, well, looks
can be deceiving.

Did you sleep with her?

I told you I left before
anything happened.

When was this photograph taken?

I don't remember.
Um, few weeks ago?

Do you sleep with any
other girls there?

No.

Did you see Mandy ever again?

Nope. Just that once.

Why didn't you tell
us this before, Ger?

Oh, why do you think, Frank?

Because of how it looked.

I have a wife, a kid, a
cat and a dog, all right?

As you know, the
brothel burnt down

right after we got the
tip-off from Lisa Wallace.

The only people who knew
about that were you, me,

and Detective
Inspector Carey here.

He was with me the whole time.

So? Huh? I didn't do it, if
that's what you're thinking.

Then what did you do
after you left us?

I went to pick up the sex
offender, Lon McDermott.

I thought I'd do it myself
instead of sending a team.

But I couldn't locate him.

Then I...

I didn't feel well, so I
needed to clear my head,

and I went for a drive.

To Dublin?

Yeah. I should have told you.

I'm sorry. It's a long drive.

Well, like I said, I
had a lot on my mind.

And did you meet anyone
when you were there?

No. I was in the
car the whole time.

I spoke to your wife
earlier before I came here.

That's why I was late.

Nice woman.

She told me the night that
Susan and Mandy disappeared.

You left the house
about 9:00 p.m.,

and you weren't home
till about 4:00 a.m.

Bit of a pattern there,
wouldn't you say?

I often drive around at night.

I suffer from insomnia.

Carey knows.

He's talked about it for years.

Have you ever had any contact

with Susan Reynolds
or her sister, Amy?

No.So you weren't the
one who picked Amy up

the night she disappeared?

Or Susan or Mandy?

Are you seriously suggesting

that I had anything to do
with those missing girls?

Is this what this is about?

Ger, you were picked
up less than two miles

from Lisa Wallace's
apartment last night,

a half hour after
a killer broke in,

killed a young guard, and
threatened Miss Wallace!

Fuck you!

And fuck you, too, Frank,

for letting him ask
me these things!

Why don't you fucking
stand up for me, huh?!

And now you say I'm
a fucking cop killer?

Sit down, Ger.

I lied about last night.

I have an alibi.

Hello? David Burkely's phone.

Hi, it's David.

Listen, things aren't
looking great with Gough.

What? Why?

We only have
speculative evidence,

and he says he has an alibi.

I'm gonna go check it out now.

Someone in Dublin he says he
spent all last night with.

Well, what are you gonna do?

David?

One second, Lisa. Yeah?

Heard you made an arrest.
Anything I can do to help?

Not quite there with
the charges yet,

but you can help
organize searches

between Castle Moy and here.

Lot of red tape to go through.

All right. Thanks.

If Gough's
alibi checks out

and the forensics
don't find anything,

we're gonna find it really
hard to hold on to him.

Oh, Christ.

Well, if you have to
release him, follow him.

It's our only chance
to save Mandy.

I can't let him make
my choice a reality.

What choice, Lisa?

What choice, Lisa?

I chose Susan to live.

Oh, fuck.

His hands were on my throat.

That man was bleeding
to death in front of me.

Well, let's hope
we can keep him.

I've got to go. Bye.

How do you know Ger?

Met at a bar. We
became friends.

What time did he
get here last night?

7:00.

Left at 2:00 a.m.

What did you do?

Watched TV.

Is Ger your boyfriend?

No.

We're just friends.

What do you do, Karen?

I mean, nice place like this.

Rent must be sky-high.

How do you afford it?

See, Karen, I don't care
what you do for a living.

That's not my business.
I'm not after you.

I'm after Gough.

Did he tell you what to say?

Are you covering for him?

Because that's something
that's very serious, Karen,

and something I will
send you away for.

I'm not lying. Ger
really was here.

Now, if there's nothing else,

I'd like to get dressed
and get on with my day.

You really outdid yourself
today, Danny, huh?

What the fuck is in that stuff?

Meat.

Meat?

What was it when
it was alive? Ha.

I don't know. It
came to me dead.

It just said meat on the tin.

Oh, right.

Listen, where do you want me?

Grab a bag of spuds,
start peeling.

Right.

Oh, fuck.

That's for Evans, you fuck.

Thanks, Mrs. Doolin.

I just want to ask
Laura a few questions.

I'll be outside if you need me.

Mandy's still alive?

I think so.

I think they have
someone in custody,

but they need more evidence
to keep them there.

Laura, I need to ask you
what you meant the other day

when you said you'd be killed.

Who are you scared of?

I found a photo of Mandy
with Detective Ger Gough.

In a brothel where Mandy worked.

Did you know she worked there?

Did you work there too?

No, I didn't fucking work there.

And Mandy didn't work
there long either, okay?

He was using her. He...

Who?

Who was? Gough?

Is that who you were afraid
would... would kill you?

Could he have taken Mandy?

Get out. Please.
They'll see you.

I know you're afraid, but...

if it is him,

Mandy and Susan Reynolds
are in serious danger.

They could be killed.
Do you understand that?

You'll be protected.

What about this?

You're full of shit.

You can't protect me, and
the guards certainly won't.

Laura, please. I
just need a name.

Get out. Get out!

You need to leave now.

Please.

Get out.

You fucking tell Gill that I
am not taking the rap for this.

I know. I didn't have
time to call you.

What the fuck, David?

We've nothing on him.

Your apartment and
his car were clean.

He has an alibi. It's bullshit,
but she's willing to testify.

Well, then follow him.

I didn't get clearance.

The pressure came from above.
They wanted him released.

I just spoke to Laura Doolin.

I could tell she's
hiding something.

He's clearly threatened her.
She's scared of him. It's him.

If she won't go on record,
then it's useless to us.

Anyway,
better hit the road.

Things to do.

See you, Ger.

Jesus Christ.

He's gonna kill
them.

He's probably on the
way there right now

to kill Mandy, maybe Susan, too.

No, no. I promise
you.

I'm stepping up the searches
for all three girls in Dublin

and around Castle Moy.

He won't do anything
with so much heat on him.

I'll hand it on
in a few minutes.

Just go back to the house.

I'll call you.

Okay.

I'm sorry, Lisa.

You got be fucking kidding me.

I don't remember
anything about it.

I hardly remember Gough.

Sir, he served on the murder
squad for six years under you,

and J.J. Barnes
for two and a half.

I've had hundreds of detectives
work under me over the years.

Can't be expected to
remember them all.

He was suspended and
then transferred.

You made a statement
at his hearing.

It's right there.

How many detectives under
you has that happened to?

What are you suggesting?

That I'm lying?

No, sir.

He's our lead suspect.

And like I said, this
monster has threatened

to kill one of these
girls today, maybe both.

I need to get him
off the streets now.

So is there anything you can
tell me to help me do that?

Like, why was the
report redacted?

What was the reason?

I'm telling you I don't know.

And if it was redacted,

it must have been redacted
for a good reason.

How can you be so
flippant about this?

I and everyone else here
have had about enough of you

and your self-righteous
shit, Burkely.

You're a fucking hypocrite,
and everyone knows it.

On a tragic day
when a young guard

under your command was murdered,

you should be mourning that
loss like everyone else

instead of conducting a witch
hunt against a colleague.

Now, get the fuck out of here.

Would you have any
idea why Gill would lie

about knowing Gough?

J.J.

I can't do it, David.
Gill will know it was me.

You know what that maniac
did to Janice Wallace, right?

If it is him, we
have to stop him.

Gough was transferred for...

pimping teenage girls in Dublin.

Yeah.

He'd usually arrest the
girls for some minor crime,

like shoplifting,

then blackmail them
into working for him.

Some of the girls claimed he
even threatened them with a gun.

Although what the girls said
was mostly ignored at the time.

Gough's alibi for last night
is a call girl in Dublin.

I think he forced Mandy
Clarke into prostitution

along with other girls at
that brothel in Rathkilly.

Why is Gill protecting him?

Oh, Jesus.

Gill was involved.

J.J., do you think
Gough is the killer?

Is he capable of killing?

I would think it's
a possibility.

Has that rat J.J. been telling
you things he shouldn't?

I just stopped in to say hello.

Me and J.J. have kept
in touch over the years.

Uh-huh. Heh.

You know, this is a scandal
none of us wants getting out.

And there are others I
know who have secrets, too.

Secrets that can be
used against them.

Who is it?

It's me.

Where have you been?

Here's your plane ticket.

Leaves at 8:30 tonight.

And I got you
several hundred quid,

and I'll get you
more when I can.

They know, Tommy.

They know about us.

And they'll be coming for us.

You're just trying
to get rid of me.

What? No.

Yeah, you just want
me out of the way

so there's no chance your
wife will find out about us.

Listen to me.

You're right, I am worried

that my whole fucking
life is falling apart.

But I'm just as
worried about you

and what they might
do to you, okay?

I'm scared, Dave.

Yeah. I know. Me, too.

You'll be out of
here by tonight.

I talked to my friend Malcolm,

and he's gonna meet
you at the airport.

And there's a taxi coming
for you here at 3:00, okay?

I have a terrible
feeling we're never gonna

see each other again.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I did it. I cut the rope!

Quick, try
and open the door.

Quickly.

Kick it.

Kick it harder!

Kick it harder! He
might come back!

Hurry!

You're fucking doing it, Susan!

Come on. Open it up.

Hurry! Hurry! Come on.

Quickly.

Okay!

Sir.

Miss Wallace purposely
lost me at Rathkilly.

She said she had planned on
coming back here, but she...

It's all right.
I'll deal with it.

What has you home so early?

I'm just gonna work
here for a few hours.

You don't look well.
You're so pale.

I'm all right. Just tired.

Your friend rushed off earlier.

Oh, yeah, I-I know.

I saw her in Rathkilly.

She's a nice girl.

Very pretty.

Yeah.

David, are you having
an affair with her?

What?

No.

No.

I saw how close you
two were, and...

No, I'm not having
an affair with her.

David, I have had this
feeling for the longest time.

You're so distant.

When you're here,
you're not here.

You hardly ever...

Look at me, please.

Please, David.

Will you just tell me the truth?

I'm not having an
affair. I swear.

If not with her, then
with somebody else?

No.

There's no one else.

It's just this case.

I love you.

Okay.

Okay, I know. I'm sorry.

I just need to go
upstairs for a minute.

I'll be back.

Airport is it?

What the fuck? No.

What the fuck is going on?

You little fucking queer!

Get out of the fucking car!

Now!

Closer.

Come closer.

What the fuck do you want?

Tell me where Mandy
and Susan are.

How the fuck would I
know where they are?

I saw a photo of you
with Mandy Clarke,

and I know it was you in
my apartment last night.

You calling me a killer?

Well, if I'm a killer,

why don't I just shoot
you in the head now, huh?

Who would know?

You're keeping me alive just
so you can play with me.

Just like you said last night.

I have no idea what the
fuck you're talking about.

Why did you choose our
house? Why my mother?

Was it just random, or did
you carefully select us?

I told you, I am not a killer.

I've never killed anyone.

Is Mandy still alive,
or have you killed her?

I am not who you think
I am, sweetheart.

Hey.

What the fuck?

Burkely know you're
following me?

Did he put you up to this?

Wait.

Do you hear that?

We're saved.

What if it's him? We don't
even know what he looks like.

We have to take
the chance, right?

It's not worth it. Let's go.

Aah!

Oh!

Broad Street
Garda Station.

Hi. It's... It's
Lisa Wallace here.

Detective David Burkely, please.

He's not at his desk. You
want to leave a message?

Yes.

Extension 23. Please
leave a message.

David, it's Lisa.

It's not Gough. I'll
explain when I see you.

He's a corrupt cop,
but it's not him.

I'm out of options. I
don't know what else to do.

I'm gonna
go back to Dublin now.

I'll see you there.

Open up, please!
He's gonna kill me!

Aah!

Dr. O'Malley,
please make your way

to accident and
emergency immediately.

Dr. O'Malley...

How can I help you?

Hi. I'm looking
for Chris Wallace.

I'm Lisa, his daughter.

Miss Wallace?

We spoke on the phone.

Your father arrived to us
with multiple stab wounds.

His heart stopped twice
on the operating table,

and twice he managed
to fight his way back.

But he's lapsed into a coma.

His wounds are
severe. I'm sorry.

Dr. Malone to
ward five, please.

Where is he?

This way.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad? Dad, can you hear me?

Wake up, Dad. Dad, please.

Please wake up.
Please, please, please.

Please wake up. Please.

Please wake up. I need
you to wake up, okay?

I need you to wake up
for me, Dad, please.

Please.

Please. You're
the only one I have.

I don't care what
you did. Please, Dad.

Please just wake up.

What the fuck is it?

What the fuck?

Please fucking get this off him.

Get this fucking off him!
What the fuck? Miss Wallace...

Please... Don't touch me.

For your father's...
Don't fucking touch...

Don't touch me! Please
don't! She's hysterical.

Don't fucking touch me.
Get your hands off me.

Get your fucking hands off me!

Get your hands off me!
Okay, Miss Wallace.

Get off!

This will calm you
down, Miss Wallace.

Get off. Get off.

No, please...

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