Yeah. I'll meet you there.
Cheers, Siobhan.
- Hiya.
- Hiya.
-What do you make of this?
-It's SAL.
-So what would it be used for?
-Well, high security,
It's digitally encoded.
Can't be copied.
-Right. Good to know.
-Did you want something
like that fitted here?
Because I just
swapped like for like,
but if you want me to put some...
- No, no. No, I'm just trying
to reunite it with its
other half, so to speak.
-Well, they're
usually registered.
They should have
all the details.
- Oh, good to know. Thanks.
- Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Detective Cunningham. I'm
Superintendent O'Kelly.
You already know
Detective Byrne?
- Yes, I do. Hello, Luke.
- Hey, Collette.
-Sorry to call on you
at home like this.
We just wanted a quick
word, if that's okay.
-Yeah. Of course.
Come in.
Sorry about the mess.
-Sorry, gents. Be out of
your hair in a minute.
-You, er... you haven't
had a break in, have you?
-No, no, just can't
be too careful.
-Right.
-Do you want to sit down?
-Yes, of course.
Thank you very much.
-So is this about Stacey?
You know, she was
cleared of theft.
-Yes, I heard.
That must be some
comfort, at least.
-We're here on another matter.
We need you to confirm where
you were on Tuesday evening,
specifically between
5:00 and 7:00.
-Look, I know this is
a strange situation,
you being a colleague and all,
but it's just a box
we need to tick.
-I was here.
Why?
-Alone?
-No. Liam was here.
- That's your grandson?
- Yeah.
-So just you and your grandson.
Nobody else was here?
-My daughter's
boyfriend called round.
-And who would that be?
-Eoin. Eoin Moloney.
-What time did he leave?
-About 6:30.
Do you want to tell
me what's going on?
-Moloney's given
you as his alibi.
-His alibi for what?
-We can't go into details
about that, I'm afraid.
-Look, Collette,
you know yourself
there's only so much
we can give you.
We really appreciate
your help, though.
-I'd stay well away
from him if I were you.
-What's he meant to have done?
Come on, guys.
You got to give
me something here.
-Moloney's been on
our radar for a while.
He's part of the Donnelly g*ng.
Drugs, money
laundering... You name it.
He's dangerous.
Leave him to us.
-We'll see ourselves out.
-Thanks, Collette.
- Morning.
- Morning.
-How can I help you?
-I'd like to get some
information on this key.
-Sure. No problem.
I'll just get your
details up here.
Just need to see a suitable
form of identification.
-Sure.
It's to do with a crime
we're investigating.
Any information you have
would be appreciated.
-I'd better get my boss.
-There's a woman inside who's
looking for some information
on a registered key.
-So what's the problem?
-The key's not
registered in her name.
She said it has something
to do with an investigation.
- What's the problem here?
- Nothing.
Erm, I just need to get some
information on this key.
It's a police matter.
-This is a registered key.
We can't make copies for
anyone but the owner.
-I don't need a copy.
I just need to know
who it's registered to.
-I'll need to see a warrant.
-Yeah.
You're right. Of
course. Thank you.
-You're making a
list out, right?
-Sir, I'm just trying to
establish what's happened here.
-I'd say it's pretty
obvious what happened here.
Look, this is my livelihood
getting trashed here, yeah?
You're there with
your little book.
Listen, sorry.
We're closed, yeah?
-This is my colleague,
Detective Garda Cunningham.
-Great. Finally, a
grown up in the room.
Marvelous.
-Right. So clearly you've
had a break-in, yeah?
-You nailed it.
Just by looking at it, you...
You got all that, did you?
So, er, you want to talk
me through what happened?
-The cameras there
are linked my phone,
so when anything
happens, I get an alert.
This time, I floor
it to get here.
I'll probably get
a speeding fine.
That's what'll happen.
I'll get a speeding...
Your man won't get caught,
but I'll get a speeding fine.
-You've got footage,
I assume? Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Right. Can we have a look?
-It's in the back here.
All right, come on.
-So you caught him
in the act, yeah?
-Yeah. Got a little clip
in the head for me trouble.
It isn't half of what he would
have gotten if I caught him.
b*stard.
-Right. We need to
get CSE down here.
-Mm-hmm.
Crime scene examiner
to take prints.
-If you don't mind,
we're gonna have to
take this down to the
station as evidence.
Is that all right?
- Yeah. Work away, yeah.
-We'll also need a list of
everything that was taken...
Photos as well.
- Yeah, I'll have to do
an inventory check,
but I'll send it on.
You can send me the
crime reference number
for the insurance?
- Yeah, we'll get that to you.
-All right. Thanks a million.
-Make sure you get
that looked at.
I'll be grand.
-He really got up your nose,
didn't he?
- d*ck.
It wouldn't surprise me if he
kept breaking in his own shop
just so he could keep
having a go at us.
- Did you run here?
- All the way.
-You know how to
enjoy a morning off.
-Wind it back up here.
He's not wearing gloves.
Let's tell the CSE.
-Collette, a word
please? In private?
-Jane?
-Er, I just got a phone
call from a Helen Rooney.
She's a manager at SAL.
- Oh, right.
-She says that she had an
officer come into her shop
this morning, behaving
in what she called
"a very curious manner."
-She namechecked you, Collette.
She was worried you were
impersonating an officer.
It feels like it sometimes.
-What's the story?
-Are you serious? I asked
her a few questions.
I showed her my badge.
It's no big deal.
In relation to an
investigation, I hope.
-If you need me
to check with you
every time I ask
someone a question,
we're gonna be here a long time.
-What I need is not to
be getting phone calls
from the public about
members of my team.
-Understood.
Kirby's reported three break-ins
at a shop in the last year.
-Is that Dominic Kirby
you're talking about?
- Yeah, you know him?
- From me uniformed days, yeah.
He still the charmer
he always was?
-The guy's a proper tool.
-Siobhan, do we have any
pics of the stolen goods?
-Mm-hmm, pretty standard stuff.
Nothing especially valuable.
-Thanks.
Patrick, can you
go online and check
if any of this
has been sold off?
-Sure. No problem.
-Hey, Cara. You okay?
I'm so sorry.
I meant to be home
before you got here.
-What gives you the right to
change the locks to our home?
-I was worried. I didn't
know who else had keys.
-No wonder Mum
f*cking hated you.
Cara?
Can we talk?
Cara?
I don't want to keep
fighting with you.
Look, I know it may
not seem like it,
but I am trying my best here.
-Well, then you can go back to
England if you don't like it.
-I don't want to
go back to England.
I want to stay here
with you and Liam.
It's what your mum
wanted as well.
-I don't know.
Everything is changing.
-I know.
And I should have checked with
you before changing those locks.
I am so sorry.
Love, I can't begin to imagine
how hard this is for you.
But can we try and be nice
to each other, please?
We're family.
Family I didn't know that I had.
I'm not gonna leave you.
-Okay.
Yeah.
-Hello?
Hey! Piss off!
-For f*ck's sake.
-You from housing?
She hasn't been
there for months.
-Do you know where she is?
-Her mother lives
round the back block.
-Mrs. Gormley?
-Who are you?
I'm Detective Garda Cunningham.
I'm here to see you daughter.
Is she here?
-She's dead.
-Is this her?
-It'll be eight
months next Tuesday.
She was a good girl.
-She looks so lovely.
-The drugs took that from her.
-Mrs. Gormley...
do you mind?
Do you mind if I ask
you what happened?
-She met that b*stard.
That's what happened.
Ah.
It was him that got
her into the drugs.
She lost her job
at the pharmacy.
I tried to tell her
I didn't want her
seeing him anymore.
She stopped coming to see me.
I was only trying to
make her see sense.
He could charm the birds
off the trees, that fella.
But I'm no fool.
-Yeah.
-I knew he was trouble.
Is this him?
-Yeah.
That's him.
-I traced the
owners of everything
that was taken from
the pawnbroker's.
It all checks out. There's
nothing to connect them.
-And any leads from the CCTV?
-It's early days yet.
-And the prints you
lifted from the shop?
Any news on those?
-I don't think they sent
the results back to us yet.
-I called them. They sent
them through an hour ago.
-Er, yeah, they, erm,
came back negative.
No previous... Erm,
not on file anyway.
-Okay, look, I'm getting it
in the neck from upstairs.
I really need small cases like
this to be wrapped up quickly.
Shouldn't be too much problem
for somebody with
your experience.
Please, can we have
your focus on this?
Thank you.
-I gather our beloved
leader is a bit unhappy.
-Oh, for a change.
-Well, I got some good news.
-Oh, yeah? Go on.
-You were right.
The stuff nicked from Kirby's?
It is being sold online.
-Great.
Let's message the seller.
How many years of combined
police experience in this car?
-Oh, I'd say about... too many.
-Nice to know it's all
been leading to this.
-They should teach
this in Templemore.
Oh, gray tracksuit.
Could be our jewel thief.
-Text the number saying
you're one minute away.
-It's him.
-How much effort does it
take to text the word "yes"?
- Jesus.
God, he's just a kid.
Can't be more than
Liam's age, if that.
-Hi. Hiya.
Erm, I'm Carrie.
I'm here about the bracelet.
-Right, yeah. Have
you got the cash?
-Yeah.
Aw!
-sh**t.
-Oh! Sorry.
I just... I just froze.
- Don't worry about it.
- Oh!
- Aah!
-Straight ahead and then left
and then hard left again.
-Oh. That's it.
That's it.
You got him?
-Did you not want a lift?
-Funny.
I think I'm gonna be sick.
-So these are your fingerprints
all over the crime scene, Finn?
-It's me brother's shop. He's
been there loads of times.
Of course you'd find
his fingerprints there.
You'll find mine,
too, for that matter.
-I'm just gonna show
you some footage
from the CCTV
camera in the shop.
Is that you, Finn?
-No comment.
-Hey, enough with the
"no comment" shite now.
-I'll ask again.
Is that you, Finn?
-Oh, give over.
It's clearly him.
As if we didn't have enough
to worry about, and now this?
-I was trying to help.
-This is your idea of helping?
-Help with what, Finn?
-Stealing from your own uncle?
You're lucky he didn't
box your head off.
On top of all he's going
through at the minute.
-I took a message from a
Niamh at Wrinn Insurers,
returning your call.
Said she emailed you the
information you were after.
-Arrest Dominic Kirby.
-So, Dominic, we've
been onto your insurers.
-Proper cowboys.
They'll do anything
not to pay out.
-But they rejected
your previous claims
'cause they weren't convinced
that they were genuine.
-So they had you install
CCTV as a condition of cover.
-Listen, I don't know what
you're trying to suggest, yeah?
I'm the victim here, right?
-These are the items you claim
were stolen from your shop
in the alleged robbery.
- "Alleged."
-Yeah, well, you reported the
break-in on Wednesday the 12th.
The date is here
on your own CCTV.
- Yeah?
- Finn has the exact same photos
on his phone.
-Yeah. And? What?
He's admitted it.
You can see it's
him as plain as day.
-Dominic, you sent them to him
the day before the break-in.
-The day... look, you've
done some computer...
-Well, you don't need
to be an IT expert
to see what's going
on here, do you?
You staged the break-ins,
then you got Finn involved
so the CCTV footage to
check out with the insurers.
And you even sent him
a very helpful list
of things that
were to be stolen.
-We've spoken to Finn.
He claims that he
just wanted to help.
-Yeah?
Great help he was,
too, wasn't he?
Wasn't the fizziest
drink in the fridge
when he tried to sell the
sh*t online though, yeah?
Small mistake, Finn.
-Dominic, he is in a lot
of trouble right now.
-I didn't set out to
drag Finn into my sh*t.
I just...
was trying to keep
the business going.
That's all it was.
-Dominic Kirby, we
are charging you
with attempted insurance fraud
and for inciting a minor to
engage with criminal activity.
-Yeah, whatever. Go on.
Thanks a million, by
the way. That was great.
-Oh. Usain Bolt called.
He wants his record back.
-Oh, yeah? Well, at least I
didn't run back to the car.
-I'm gonna call the
kids. You two go ahead.
-What are you having?
- Surprise me.
- Okay.
- Hey.
- Hey, Cara. How's it going?
- Good.
- Listen, I'm gonna just stop off
for a quick drink
before heading home.
Is that all right?
-Sure. That's fine.
-I don't have to. I mean,
I can come home now.
-No, honestly,
we're all good here.
-What's going on there?
- Ross brought pizza.
- Oh, lovely.
Liam must be thrilled.
- Yeah.
-Well, it will be nice to
finally meet Ross soon.
Anyway, erm, I won't be
late. It's just a quick one.
-Okay.
Have a nice time.
-Right. Ta-ra, love.
Sorry about that.
-Well, surprise, surprise.
-Thanks.
- Well...
- Oh, yeah.
- you drink like
a native anyway.
-Says the man drinking Coke.
-How are the kids?
-I think we're getting
there, actually.
How's your situation?
-You're still in the doghouse?
-Yeah, well, we're
meant to be having
a reconciliation talk tonight.
-Time to eat some
humble pie, is it?
-I'd rather a pizza,
to be honest with you.
Actually, maybe I should pick
one up as a peace offering.
-Oh, she'd love that.
-Hmm.
-Oh, that's me summoned.
See yous later.
-Young love, hey?
-I remember it well.
So is it everything you
dreamed it would be over here?
I didn't imagine ever
being here, actually.
-They did throw you in at
the deep end, didn't they?
-Yeah, a little bit.
Slowly getting my head around
having two teenage grandchildren
in a new home, in a new
job with a new boss.
-Jane's all right, really...
once you learn to tune her out.
Just different schools.
- I suppose.
How come you've never been
tempted by Jane's job?
You've got the experience.
-Nah, not for me.
I burnt my bridge on
that front anyway.
But, hey, we can't
all be captains.
-No.
-Excuse me, sir?
I was wondering if I
could have a few words?
-This is what you call
staying away from him?
-Look, he is using her
like he used my daughter...
like he used Marie Gormley.
-What are you talking about?
-We are on the same
side here, right?
-I hope so. We've
got eyes on him.
We can't arrest him for
having a girlfriend.
-Look.
I found this at Marie
Gormley's house.
There's a pattern here.
Moloney grooms vulnerable
women, makes them work for him,
and when he's
finished with them,
they conveniently
die from overdose,
and no one asks any questions.
-You're too close to this.
You're not thinking straight.
-I'm thinking
perfectly straight.
You said so yourself.
He's dangerous.
-I understand you're upset,
but you know as well as I
do what the coroner said
about the death
of your daughter.
There was no foul play.
There's nothing to investigate
unless you have evidence.
Do you have any evidence?
-No.
-I'm sorry.
Before it was advice,
but now it's an order.
Leave Moloney to us.
-Sir...
-Okay, let me show
you something.
A few months ago, we
picked up a cousin of his,
driving a stolen van full
of prescription drugs.
We knew it had to
be from Moloney.
We tried to turn
him, but no chance.
He was terrified.
If Moloney thought he talked.
He was almost begging
us not to release him.
A few days later,
he had an accident.
But they managed to save
the arm above the elbow.
Don't confront him.
He's unpredictable
and dangerous.
Our intel says
he's under pressure
from his boss, Aiden Donnelly.
There's no knowing
what he's capable of.
Leave him alone.
-What are you doing here?
-Just, er, briefing a client.
I did want to catch you, though.
-Is everything okay?
-Niall Kilduff, Liam
and Cara's father.
- What's happened?
- Yeah, no, it's nothing.
Erm, It's just,
er, I've had notice
that he's applied to
the district court
to be made guardian.
-Can he do that?
-Well, as their father, he can.
And the court will be
obliged to consider it.
-But that's not
what Stacey wanted.
-And the panel will, of course,
take that into consideration.
-Should I be worried?
-Ah, no, look, it's
just a formality.
You've got a very good case.
A long way to go yet.
-Okay.
Is the kettle on?
-Yeah.
So Kirby confessed
in the end, did he?
-He didn't have much choice.
-Not the dumbest plan I've
ever heard, but it's close.
-I feel a little bit
sorry for him, actually.
He's gonna lose his business.
-What happened to the boy?
-I enrolled him in the
juvenile-detention program.
-Oh.
I see you spoke to
Superintendent O'Kelly.
-Yeah.
-Anything you want to share?
-He was just ticking a box.
-Look, Collette, I know
you've been through a lot,
but I don't want any
conflict here, you know?
-Yeah. I agree.
-Good.
Oh, the key.
What was the story with
that? You never told me.
-It was a dead end.
I'd have thought you'd have had
enough exercise for one week.
-It helps take the edge off.
I recommend it.
-You okay?
-Yeah. Fine.
-You any plans for the evening?
-Early night.
-Good idea.
See you tomorrow.
Eoin?
-Collette.
-So what did you have in here?
-In here?
I'm just out for a walk.
-And you just
happened to be here.
I spoke to Shannon
Gormley, Marie's mum...
Old girlfriend of yours.
-Never met her.
-Turns out we had
a lot in common.
Marie died of an
overdose as well.
Alone, just like Stacey.
-Did she now?
Well, sure, look...
there's a lot of girls
in Dublin on drugs...
Plenty who don't
know their limits.
Shame.
-Yeah. It's a shame.
Plenty of them
happen to know you.
You're f*cking deluded.
Stacey was damaged
goods when I met her.
A lot of that was down
to you, I imagine.
-And Marie?
Was she damaged goods as well?
There's plenty of
f*cked-up girls out there
who were broken by
parents like you.
How's Cara?
-If you so much as look in the
direction of my grandchildren,
I will make your
life a living hell.
-Now that sounds like
a threat, Collette.
-It was meant to.
-I've been threatened before.
Funny thing is,
I'm never the one who
ends up with regrets.
Never.
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