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The fuck do you want?

I need to talk to you.

I've got nothing the fuck to say to you.

I'm not going anywhere, Kem,

until you listen to what I have to say.

I'm not fucking interested!

Me, standing here

on your doorstep like this...

imagine what people are going to say.

I wonder what they'd think
if I started thanking you

for warning me Michael
was going to be shot.

- Shit!
- If I let Eamon know

what you told me, what do
you think he's going to do?

You help me now, and
I'll look after you.

Shit!

Your son give you my message?

'Cause when I call you,

you fuckin' pick up, do you hear me?

You ever ignore my calls again,

and you'll be burying that boy, too.

I want to speak to Eamon.

You deal with me, not Eamon.

I want to meet him, face-to-face.

Are you fuckin' deaf?

Watch this.

I take it you recognize these?

I'm going to keep doing that

every 12 hours,

until you agree to meet me.

Hello.

You wanted to talk.

I'm listenin'. Say whatever
it is you have to say.

I said

I wanted to talk in person.

Come to my hotel. We can speak here.

Not there.

Somewhere I can be sure I'm safe.

You'll be safe here.

Like Birdy was?

I'll pick a place.

Where we'll both be safe.

In the meantime, I take
it you won't be burning

any more of my property?

Not for at least 12 hours, anyway.

Do you have any medical
illnesses or conditions?

- No.
- Are you taking any prescribed medications?

No.

- Do you suffer from any mental health issues?
- No.

Have you ever considered or acted

upon thoughts of self-harm,
or suicide ideation?

Fuck's sake. No.

Do you have any reason
to believe that your life

or welfare is currently at
risk from other prisoners?

I dunno.

Who gives a fuck?

Well, we believe that you are at risk.

Fuck those bitches, man.

And, for this reason, we're
placing you on our protection unit.

No, you're not.

I'm going in with me uncle, Bren.

Protection unit is for
your own safety and welfare.

No.

I'm going in with Brendan Kinsella.

Yeah, we...

we know who he is.

They're sorting it,
so, I'll be in with him.

He doesn't want you in with him, Eric.

That's not happenin'.

Place all your valuables in here...

money, jewelry, watches,

piercings, mobile phones.

No. Protection's for
rats and pedos, man.

I'm not fuckin' goin' in there.

You go where we fuckin' tell you to go,

or we'll beat manners into you.

Now, put all your stuff there...

money,

watches,

jewelry,

piercings.

What's this?

When'd you get back, buddy?

- A few hours ago.
- Oh, yeah.

Anthony, love, will
you go up to your room?

Hey, hey, hey.

Mwah!

Con Doyle showed up at Anthony's school,

making threats.

I'm going to kill that freak.

I'm going to fucking kill him.

Some of their lads tried to grab Anna

and put her in the boot of a car.

We're arranging a meeting with Eamon.

If he won't agree to a deal,

then Michael is going to kill him.

Sorry?

You're gonna do fuckin' what?

Who the fuck died and put you in charge?

This is what we're doin', Frank.

If you want to go abroad and
hide, that's your decision.

Don't you fucking dare
talk to me like that!

- Frank...
- No, fuck her! Fuck her!

Frank!

Did you see what Eamon did to Birdy?

You want to be angry with someone,

be angry with him.

You may have these two cunts on strings,

but you're deluded,

if you think Eamon's going to
agree to a meetin' with you.

We'll see.

You think you're going
to be able to clip

Eamon Cunningham, just like that?

How's that going to work, Michael?

Arrange to meet him
somewhere nice and quiet?

He'll show up on his own, shuffle along

with his cacks around his ankles,

sucking his thumb like
a guileless fucking cunt?

Let me know when he's dead.

I'll send some fucking flowers.

Fuck!

She's trying to take over this family.

She's playing everyone.

They're just doing this
because of what happened

with Anna and Anthony.

Ah, no.

It's more than that.

She's been at it the whole fucking time!

She's a viper.

Eamon Cunningham stopped
me on the way home

from visiting Anthony

and threatened me.

Why didn't you say
anything to me before now?

I had to think about what to do.

What's to think about, Amanda?

What's to think about? You come to me

and you tell me what happened,

like a normal wife would!

The stuff Eamon was saying made me think

that someone around the family

was giving him information.

I wanted to find out who that was.

Okay.

And?

Kem.

Did you know about this?

Did you?

Yeah.

Con Doyle told Anthony
he'd burn him alive.

I'm not going to lose another child.

Okay.

What happened, with Bren?

Ah, you know.

Bren was Bren.

Fucking cunt,

same as always.

Don't worry. We'll...

We'll sort something.

It's 23-hour lockup.

You get one hour of solitary exercise.

We'll let you know when your time is.

And, as long as you remain on the ,

you cannot take part in group education,

use the gym or any public areas.

This is your home now.

Get used to it.

We're up.

When did Amanda tell
you about Eamon and Kem?

I don't remember, exactly.

I mean, was it yesterday?

Was it the day before yesterday?

Was it the day before that?

It can't be that hard
to remember, can it?

It was after they tried
to clip me at the café.

Huh.

You know what I often wonder?

Why you didn't just let me know

about you two back then.

You could've just told me...

... that you loved her.

That she loved you.

That you wanted to be with her.

You could've just said it.

Why didn't you say it?

Suppose I...

didn't want to hurt you.

Thing is, if you'd
just told me back then,

I would've been gutted,

I would've been fuckin' raging,

but I know I'd have gotten over it,

eventually.

I would've moved on.

Could've met someone else.

I'd be happy.

I'm sorry.

I just wish you'd told
me back then, is all.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, grand.

I got a text from Eamon.

He wants to meet at the airport.

Yeah?

Look, I need a favor.

Michael Kinsella?

Have you ever taken an
anticonvulsant before?

No. Okay, well,

this is an extended-release tablet,

so you must swallow it.

Don't chew or crush the tablet,

or else, you release
all the drug at once

and increase the risk of side effects.

- Okay.
- Did your doctor discuss

any possible side effects with you?

- No.
- Okay, well, with these,

they include nausea, vomiting,

weight gain, low moods, drowsiness.

Look, they have to put
all possible eventualities

on he box, just to cover their arses,

but that doesn't mean
that you'll experience any.

If I take these,

if they work, will it
be like I'm normal again?

You shouldn't think of it that way.

You have a medical condition

and, hopefully, these
tablets will eliminate,

or at least reduce, your symptoms.

Thanks.

And, if these don't work,

there will be ones that do.

If you have any worries,
just come back and see me.

Okay. I will.

You got everything?

Yeah.

It's all set up there for you.

Okay.

Mind yourself.

I will.

Ready?

Yeah.

Alright?

Alright.

You hungry?

Yeah, I suppose.

Tell me what you want.

Whatever you want, and I'll make it.

That Thai chicken curry that you make.

This is fucking bullshit.

He thought he was going in with Bren.

That's what they told him.

Well, he's not now.

- Why not?
- 'Cause that's the way it is.

They've put him in the protection unit.

I mean, he'll probably
be safer in there.

That means he'll be on his own?

Yeah.

How long will that be for?

'Til this thing with Eamon is over.

There's nothing that you
can do for him, Frank?

If there was, do you not think

I'd be fuckin' doin' it?

Situation in Cell 6. Yeah.

Fuck's sake. Look at the state of you.

Did Michael get away okay?

Yeah.

That's Jamie's favorite meal.

I know.

What?

Nothing.

What is it?

What Michael's doin',

I'd have done that for you,
if you'd just asked me to.

There is something I
need you to do tomorrow.

Whatever you want.

You know, it's Jamie's
month's mind mass tomorrow.

Yeah.

It would mean having to miss that.

If that's what you want.

Yeah, that's true enough.

It's getting late.

Look, you need to go to bed.

When are you coming home, Daddy?

I'll be home tomorrow
for your birthday party.

It's going to be a great party.

Yeah. That's why I'm going to be there.

"Buenos naches."

"Buenos naches."

Did Con pay you for Fudge?

Yeah. Thanks.

I want you to set up
one of the Kinsellas.

We will.

I want Michael.

I'm working on it.

He's real careful, you know?

Doesn't trust anyone.

I want one of the family.

We know, and I'll get one for you.

Might have a lead on
one of them tomorrow

and I'll let Con know.

You just make sure you do.

We will.

Alright, Kem.

Huh.

Heya.

If you don't want to do it,

it's okay.

No.

I do.

Good.

See ya later.

Yeah.

Good luck with your
little fucking powwow.

I'm just trying to
protect this family, Frank.

Enjoy your moment.

'Cause, as soon as this is over,

I'm going to put you right
back in your fuckin' box.

Raise your hands and look forward.

Thank you for seeing me.

You didn't give me much choice.

But, like I told Birdy,

no deals to be had.

You haven't heard what I'm offerin' yet.

The only offer is this...

you can save your son's life

by returning my drugs.

If you don't accept,

I will ensure that the
bounty on Anthony's head

is double that of the others.

Right now, it's half a million

for anyone who kills

Jimmy, Michael, Frank, or Viking.

But that's not the real
cost of killing a Kinsella.

That figure would be closer to...

50 million?

Because, if any of them are killed,

I will burn your drugs,

all of it at once.

Are you fuckin' threatenin' me?

I'm negotiatin'.

You're a businessman.

You know how it works.

Who's to say I can't get my drugs back

and clip them all?

Me.

Right now, your drugs are safe,

but, as soon as any
one of us are killed,

one of the others will burn them all.

Even you would feel the
bite of 50 million lost.

Has to be someone, somewhere,
waiting on their cut of those drugs.

Why disappoint them?

So, what are you offering me?

50 million,

in return for peace.

That's your offer,

give back what you stole?
That's fuckin' nothin'.

You've had Dotser killed,

and Noel Lawlor, Jock McCluskey,

two of our dealers from
the Grace Park estate,

and I have buried my
son five weeks ago today.

That's not nothin'.

We've paid a price.

What happened to your son

was wrong.

That was an accident.

Doesn't make the cost any less.

Everything I am,

everything I've built... all of it...

is dependent on one thing...

that people know I'm fuckin' ruthless.

Without that, it all
comes tumblin' down,

and agreeing to your offer,

even if it's fair,

makes me look weak.

So I can't accept it.

Just can't.

What can you accept?

I want

what was stolen returned...

... and one

of Jimmy, Michael, Frank, or Eric.

Which means I'm sparin' three of them.

So, you've done well here.

Which one do you want killed?

That's for you to decide.

It's my son's month's mind mass today.

I'd like to bring Anthony to it,

without worrying about his safety.

I'll let it be known it's over.

Thank you.

And you let me know which
of the four you choose.

Kitchen.

What happened?

Eamon's agreed to end the feud.

What does he want?

His drugs back.

And Eric.

No.

No fucking way!

How Eamon sees it is
somebody has to die,

and Viking was the one
who started all of this.

I don't care how he fuckin' sees it.

She fucking set this up!

This is what she wanted.

She's been after Eric all along.

Did... you... agree to this?

No. I'm just telling you
what Eamon's offer is.

It's Frank's decision,
whether we take it or not.

I can see what you're fuckin' doin'.

It's hard,

even considerin' the
idea of losin' a child.

You can try to imagine
how painful it's gonna be,

how empty you'll feel,

how much you'll blame yourself
every day for what happened.

But you won't even get fuckin' close.

But you're the boss, Frank.

I'm sure you'll do
what's best for everyone.

Fuck you.

I am the fucking boss,

and I can see right through your game.

I know what you're fucking at!

You need to go.

This was her plan all along!

That's why she wanted to meet Eamon...

to fuck Eric!

I warned you... this is what she wants!

You need to calm down.

Are you listening to me?

Stop being so fuckin' pathetic!

You're the boss, then show it.

Stop... stompin' your feet

and shoutin', and do something.

She set him up. She set Eric up.

Eamon was always going to want a head.

Eric's the obvious one!

Well, I'm not going
to let them kill him.

Well, then, find a way to save him.

Next.

Next.

Sit down there and relax!

Do some colorin' or somethin'.

We want to play, Ma!

Yeah? Well...

All 11:30s.

Are you... are you alright?

You were right.

I wasn't thinkin' about you.

And...

I don't want you to be
on your own for years.

There's an eyewitness to the shootin'.

He's the one that's put me in here.

I need you to get Kem
and find out who he is.

Once you know,

take 20 grand from the
stash in the ceilin'

and get Kem to hire someone
to have them clipped.

Don't have any direct contact yourself.

Let Kem do all that.

He'll know who to get.

Do you hear me?

Tell him there's another 10 grand in it

when the job's done properly.

If you do that,

I can get outta here.

Can you do that for me?

Yeah.

We are gathered here today

to offer this mass in
memory of Jamie Kinsella.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ

and the love of God

and the communion of the Holy Spirit

be with you all.

And with your spirit.

I'll... call him.

I'll see wh-what he will accept.

Whatever it is, we'll get it.

So, what you got for me?

Let us acknowledge our sins.

I confess to almighty God,

and to you, my brothers and sisters,

that I have sinned, in my
thoughts and in my words,

in what I have done and
what I have failed to do,

through my fault, through my fault,

through my grievous fault;

therefore I ask blessed
Mary ever-Virgin,

all the Angels and Saints, and
you, my brothers and sister,

to pray for me to the Lord our God.

Fucking shoot, man!

Jimmy, pull the fucking trigger!

Agh!

He's fucking dead, Jimmy!

Go, man!

Blessed Mary, ever-Virgin,

all the Angels and Saints.

May almighty God have mercy on us,

forgive us our sins,

and bring us to everlasting life.

Amen.

Señores pasajeros...

Fuck's sake.

What?

I know you want Eric.

We will pay compensation
for what he's done.

Just... tell me how much you want,

and I'll pay ya.

So, she chose Eric?

Eric started all this,

so it's only right it should be him.

It's Amanda who's decidin'
which one of you it'll be.

You should be talkin' to her, not me.

I have to go.

Alright.

Frank!

Oh, Jesus!

Frank!

Fuck!

Frank!

I need an ambulance.

I don't know! He's...

I don't... I can't feel anything.

This is the gospel according to Matthew.

2115 con destino sur.

Señores pasajeros...

Welcome home, Eamon.

Where's Edward?

We are driving you today.

My father wants to see you.

He'd like to talk to you in person.

It's all okay, Cenk.

Problem's been fixed.

The product will be goin' out,

money coming in.

Good.

You can tell him that.

He's losing confidence in you, Eamon.

I think you need to reassure him.

Continua aviso a los señores pasajeros

del vuelo Vueling Airlines 2116.

"And Jesus said to his disciples,

'You have heard that it was said,

an eye for an eye and
a tooth for a tooth.'

But I say to you, do not
resist the one who is evil.

But if anyone slaps
you on the right cheek,

turn to him the other also.

You have heard that it was said,

'You shall love your
neighbor and hate your enemy.'

But I say to you, Love your enemies

and pray for those who persecute you."

What the fuck have you done?

You've no idea the
mistake you just made.

It's over, Michael!

I met Jimmy's wife, alright?

The thing is sorted.

She's agreed to a peace.

She lied.

This is the gospel of the Lord.

Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

I've spoken to your father

and we both agree

you've been as loyal
to Jimmy and that family

as anyone can expect, but you've got

to look after yourself, now,

and Anthony.

Come home.

You just don't get it, do you, Mam?

I'm a Kinsella now.

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