All language subtitles for The Vanishings s01e01.eng

("Dreams" playing)

(indistinct chatter)

Drink, drink, drink,
drink, drink, drink!

(shouting in joy)

(laughing)

Now, your turn. Go.

(bartender) Last orders, please.

Oh, fuck! My bus!

- You can stay at my place!
- I got to get home tonight.

? Oh, my life ?

? Is changing everyday ?

Fuck!

Fuck!

? And, oh, my dreams ?

? It's never quite as it seems

? Never quite as it seems ?

? I know ?
? I felt like this before#

(song fades out)

- Hi, did you miss your bus?
- Hi. Yeah. To Castle Moy?

- I can take you halfway, hop in.
- Thank you.

(man) Cold out tonight,
isn't it?

- (gentle music)
- (people laugh and chatter)

(thunder rumbling)

(wind blowing)

(spooky music)

(man) Sorry I can't take you
any further.

- That's alright.
- Take care of yourself.

(Amy) Bye now.

(mysterious music)

(Amy) I'm gonna be stuck
here all night Suze.

Why'd you leave so late?

I just lost track of time.

Hold on.

(soft music playing
over car radio)

(whispering) Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck.

- He didn't stop?
- No.

If you're late on your first da

they'll sack you
before you even start.

I think he's coming back.

Hey!

Oh my God!

I have to go, I've got a lift.

Castle Moy?

Great. You're a star!

(stammering) Amy?

Amy?

(suspenseful music)

(Susan) Amy?

(theme song)

(dramatic music)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

(dramatic music
continues playing)

(panting softly)

(music intensifies)

(sighs)

(distorted music)

(pager beeps)

Cathy? I got your message,
what's wrong?

Lisa, he's outside.

God, OK.

But... but you'll be
safe in the shelter.

He's gonna be waiting
for me when they close.

I'm afraid he's gonna kill me.
You've got to help us.

Alright, I'll do all I can,
Cathy, I promise you.

(cars honking)

(indistinct chatter)

Editorial in five.

Obviously, the lead
is the divorce referendum,

but the women's refuge?

You did the story
last month, Lisa.

The government made a decision.

Why the hell did you give
her the go ahead?

She said she had a new angle.

I do have a new angle.

I don't see it.

- What else we got?
- Excuse me.

Bill Clinton's statement
on the Balkans,

Jacques Chirac
on nuclear testing and...

Bill, we can't not publish this,

these women have
nowhere else to go.

Look, maybe a small update,
near the back.

No, it's the exact same story
as last month.

I've interviewed some
of the women there so it's--

Lisa, I've made my decision.

- Next.
- Women might die.

- Oh, for fuck's sake.
- (Bill) Enough, Lisa.

That's my final word.

Now, what else have we got?

Riverdance's a big hit
in New York.

Fuck. Any good news?

(all laughing)

(indistinct chatter)

- (whispering) Oh, Christ...
- Now, it's not the time, Lisa.

- Bill, these women...
- Are not our responsibility.

They are our responsibility.

If there's any possibility...

fuck's sake,
it's not personal, Lisa.

It is personal actually.
My mother was murdered when...

when I was 10. So...

I know what will happen

to these women
if this place closes.

And it is a news story.

We only criminalised
marital rape last year.

The power of the Press
can force change.

Bill, you told us that.

Alright, Lisa,
I'll tell you what.

Make it personal.

Tell your mother's story,
how it affected you.

Make it a confessional,
and I'll consider it.

Thank you, Bill.

- You won't regret it.
- I said "consider".

(whispering) Jesus.

(door opens)

I'm so sorry, Lisa. No idea.

It's not the kind of thing
you advertise.

You're about to, though.

Are you sure
you're really OK with that?

You didn't say
if he was ever caught.

It's not too late
to change your mind.

(dramatic piano music)

(people chatter indistinctly)

- Dad, you're late.
- I know, love, I'm sorry.

How'd today go?
How'd you get on?

I don't think I did that well.

I bet you did better
than you think.

You've always been
good at science.

- It was maths.
- Right.

You were late enough
getting in last night.

Yeah, well, Laura had
this big party for her birthday.

So...

I told your mother
you came home on time.

Don't let it happen again
and not on a school night.

- Thank you, dad.
- Commander Delta One.

Suspected gangland shooting
on Parnell Street.

One male victim,

serious injuries, we need you
over there as soon as possible.

- Forensics are on their way.
- (call ends)

Are we still hanging out?

Sorry, love,
I'm gonna have to go to that.

But I'll drop you home first, yeah?

Mm-hm.

Put on your belt.

(car engine starts)

Hard to top
the dead mother card?

- Fuck you.
- You wish.

(rock music playing
on the headphones)

Something must've happened
to her.

Is she a pretty girl?
Your sister?

Yes.

- What's that got to do...
- She's probably off

having a good time with
the fella that picked her up.

My sister's not like that.

She'd never go off
with some stranger.

And she's got a new job,
due to start this morning.

She wasn't gonna risk
losing that.

If she's not home

within 24 hours, come back.

That's all we can do.

(bell chimes)

(knocking on door)

Sweetheart.

(sobbing)

Opening paragraph's woolly.

Your mother's murder
should lead us in,

not the other way around.

Apart from that...

(indistinct chatter)

he is gonna run it, front page.

(reporter on TV)
In the latest survey,

figures suggest
that 57% of people

support the amending
of the Constitution,

and removing
the divorce ban in Ireland.

(reporter continues talking)

And abolishing
the ban on divorce

would greatly increase
the heartache and trauma

of those involved
in the break-up of a marriage,

especially for the children.

In other news, customs...
(speech trails off)

(suspenseful music intensifying)

(phone ringing)

(indistinct chatter)

(dramatic music)

(creepy music)

(Barbara)
Thanks for coming in, detective.

- So, what am I looking at?
- That's me, age 10.

It was taken by the man
who murdered my mother.

OK, Lisa.

Take your time.

What was her name?

Janice Wallace.

Can you tell me what happened?

What you remember?

I remember it was hot,

I couldn't sleep.

Finally, I did sleep
and when I woke...

there were sounds...

and...

Ma, I'm awake.

(Janice sobbing)

(Lisa screams)

I couldn't see his face.

- (door closes)
- 'Cause he was--

He was masked, and...

my mom

was on the bed, tied up.

Then, I remember

a blinding light like...

I think it must have been
a camera flash.

He was taking this.

(sniffs)

Thank you.

Then he, um...

he locked me in...

in the wardrobe...

and...

he did what he did to my mom
with me, there, in the room.

Jesus.

(Lisa sobs)

and...

when I woke,
the door was open and...

and she...

(whispering)
I thought she was asleep.

I'm so sorry, Lisa.

(phone ringing)

When did this happen?

November 14th, 1980.

And was there anyone else
living in the house?

Your father? Siblings?

No one. My father wasn't there.

Where is he now?

He might remember something
that could be helpful.

He wasn't there.

- Even so.
- No.

(phone ringing)

OK.

Is there any chance
this could be your mother?

No.

Not with that nail polish.

Plus that photo
was taken outside.

And it was taken recently.

That's Polaroid Type 779 film.

They only started
making that this year.

I had my secretary call
Polaroid in the Netherlands

while we were waiting.

It could still be staged.

We don't know he's taken anyone.

But that's obviously
what he means,

fun past and present.

Why do you think
he's contacted you now?

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

and I called him a coward.

A pathetic, depraved animal.

Yesterday was the anniversary.

Well, at least, we know
he reads the Evening Mail .

What's your circulation?

65,000 upwards.

Narrows it down a bit.

(chuckles)

The officer here
will gather the evidence

and take your prints,
we'll send them to the lab.

If he did leave prints
and we have them on record,

we'll track him down.

But you are going
to reopen the case,

and look for this girl?

I have to get authorisation.

The police did
nothing for my mother,

not one suspect in 15 years.

Lisa, I'm sorry that--

(exhales)

I'll look into it. But, please,

I'm gonna need a couple of days.

See you out.

Thank you.

(phone ringing)

My daughter Amy...

she-- She's not the type of girl
who wouldn't call.

She always tells us
where she's going.

- What age is your daughter?
- Twenty.

Then she's a grown woman.

If it was a child,
it would be different.

Come back in 24 hours
if you don't hear from her.

This is my youngest daughter
we're talking about!

My baby!

Please, I beg you.

Go home, and come back tomorrow.

That's all we can do for now.

You don't care.

Step away from the desk,
there's other people waiting.

Shame on you.

Step away.

- Or I'll have you removed.
- Come on, mom.

They're not gonna help.

(dramatic music)

Excuse me!

I'm really sorry for the way
that you were treated in there.

I'm sick of them doing nothing.

Listen, I shouldn't say but

you should contact the media,

local radio, TV,
ask them for their help.

But you didn't hear
it from me, OK?

Of course.

- Thank you so much.
- Good luck.

(seagulls squawking)

(suspenseful music)

(siren wailing)

(dramatic music)

(Janice humming a tune)

Shh.

(alarm ringing)

(cars honking)

(phone ringing)

Hi, it's Lisa Wallace,
I need a renewed prescription.

- You have to be consistent Lisa.
- I know but

they make me dizzy out of it,

- and with my job...
- Nitrazepam works.

But you have
to take it as directed.

And... perhaps...

you might not just be cut out
for such a stressful job.

There's plenty
of other things you could do.

(birds chirping and squawking)

(prison officer) Visiting time,
take your appointed seat,

and remain seated
throughout the entire visit.

Thirty minutes max.

(indistinct chatter)

(door closes)

They told me it was you.

I thought it was a joke.

I can't believe you're here.

I'm not here
to make up with you.

These were sent to me.

This was taken by...

Yes, that night.

(sobbing)

I'm sorry.

It's just...

(sobbing) God.

(dramatic music)

(sighs)

Was-- Was it a revenge killing
for what you did?

No.

(intense music)

No!

Not a chance.

The police...

They used that as an excuse.

The men I knew

wouldn't dare touch
a rival gang family.

They had a code.

This...

this was a fucking psychopath.

What if they just happened
to send a psychopath...

they didn't know
what he was gonna do?

No way.

The other boss, Rab Kelly...

He volunteered
to help the police,

but they refused.

He came to visit me, Lisa.

Personally.

He swore to my face...

that it had nothing
to do with them.

He didn't have to do that.

He owed me nothing.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs)

(dramatic music)

(sobbing)

(music intensifies)

Why didn't you tell me
about your father?

Because the police used it
as an excuse not to investigate.

But it's obvious we're looking
for a sadist, not a gang killer.

You may very well be right,

but I've still got
to convince my superiors.

You know what he did to my mom,
and now the photo--

We can't rule it out
being staged.

Oh, come on.

Her hands are swollen, purple,

- for fuck's sake!
- Lisa!

For this to work I have
to present a watertight case.

The theories
of a convicted murderer

and the denials of Rab Kelly,
it's not gonna wash.

Lisa!

Lisa! Lisa!

Store St. Garda Station,
how I can help you?

Hi, Lisa Wallace here
from the Dublin Evening Mail .

Is there a police
national database

for missing persons
I can access?

- Err... No.
- No, I can't access it,

- or, no, it doesn't exist?
- No, it doesn't exist.

You'll have to contact local
police stations individually.

How many are there?

- 564.
- Fuck.

- Yeah, I'm afraid so.
- Thanks.

(David) Evidence lost,

crime scene contaminated,
typical eighties botch job.

Mm.

If you'd looked
more closely at the case files,

you'd have seen
that the original

Chief Investigating Officer
was me.

You don't get to my position
by botching investigations.

No sir, of course not, sir.

- But--
- This was payback

For what the father did,
open and shut case.

- Then who killed her?
- Oh, a rival gang member.

Wallace murdered someone
to clear his debts

and his family paid the price.

But what about
the method of the killing?

The sexual element?

Uh...

Sexual psychopath,
possible serial killer, right?

Yeah, well,
now we thought of that,

but, you see,
he never did it again.

What if he changed his MO?
What if one of his victims

was misclassified
as a missing person?

Now, that's possible.

But it's unlikely.

Well, sir, 375 people have gone
missing in the last 15 years.

Aye, abortion seekers,
runaways, prostitutes...

Some.

Majority maybe but if even one
of those is one of his victims--

Not enough evidence...

to investigate.

Sir, Janice Wallace's killer
contacted the daughter,

so, whether it was a serial
killer or a gang member,

this is still a live murder
investigation, isn't it?

Did you find
any prints on these?

No, we found traces of talc,

he probably wore
surgical gloves.

Mm.

Then we can't trace him, can we?

No, sir.

Then, let's sit back,
see what happens next.

The daughter won't be happy.

She's a journalist,
she hates the police,

she could cause trouble.

Media meddling's not my concern.

This is policework.

Three females reported missing
in the past two months.

- Two still unaccounted for.
- Can you give me their names?

Emma O' Donoghue,
aged 50, from Willow Heights,

and Lizzy Emmett,
aged 37, Curragh Road.

Can you give me
next kin contact numbers?

No, sorry, that's confidential

but I'm sure
you can track them down.

Thank you,
you've been very helpful.

OK, best of luck.

(reporter talking on TV)

Does anyone know
where the remote is?

(Susan) We need her back.

Please, Amy, if you can hear us
we love you so much.

(Frances) Please love,
if you can, call us.

Just let us know you're OK.

(intense music)

(church bells ring)

Frances? Susan?

- Yes.
- Hi.

Lisa Wallace,
Dublin Evening Mail .

I know Amy, she wouldn't have
gone off without telling us.

The police said my sister
was some kind of whore,

or sleeping with some stranger.

Can I ask, did Amy
wear nail polish at all?

Yeah, she liked
painting her nails.

Black, always,
she's into her grunge.

Still loves Kurt Cobain
like you wouldn't believe.

I've a copy
of a photo to show you.

I have to warn you,
though, it's quite disturbing.

Do you think that could be Amy?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Amy's got small hands like that.

- Bites her nails too.
- Where did you get this?

- Have the police seen it?
- It was sent to me anonymously.

The police have the original.

But is that person in the photo
alive or dead?

Alive, I hope.

I'm so sorry.

I'd never have shown it
unless I thought it would help.

I'll do all I can to find Amy,
I promise you.

(dramatic music)

(David) You showed
the photo to the family?

They said Amy always wore
black nail polish, black.

And she bit her nails.

Without a clear positive ID,
it's no good to us.

Amy disappeared the night
before my article came out,

the very next day
I got the cards.

We can't be certain
they're connected.

I presented the case
to my senior officer.

It was rejected.

But he's going to kill again,
you know it.

I tried.

You've got to do something!

There's nothing else I can do.

And I've been ordered
to drop it.

I'm sorry.

Well, if you're not gonna
do anything then

I'll have to write about it.

(indistinct chatter)

(gentle piano music)

("Everything that rises"
playing on headphones)

(song continues playing)

? I am crazed it's running ?

? through my brain ?

? Everything that rises ?

How you doing?

(talking indistinctly)

(engine starts)

(car door closes)

You jump
to too many conclusions.

Yeah, I agree.

We need to force
the police into action.

Women's lives are at risk.

Then, get more proof.

(Bill) Did you see the lead
on the Irish Times this morning?

(dramatic music)

(distorted music)

(birds chirping)

(Lisa humming a tune)

(prison guard talking)

Putting you through now.

(Chris) Lisa?

Is there anything else
you can tell me

that I might not know
about my mother's murder?

Well, I told the police,
so, uh, you probably know.

Just tell me.

Well, your ma,
she came to visit me,

said she was getting
prank calls.

Heaving breathing.

She felt like

things had been moved
around the room,

like somebody had been there.

Fuck.

And what--
What did the police say?

They said they'd look into it.

I wrote them a letter
from prison, but...

I never heard back.

OK.

I've to go.

- Lisa, I...
- Stop.

I know you want to make
things right, but you can't.

I know.

I get it.

I can't forgive myself either.

(birds chirping)

So, no prank calls?

Did she mention anything moved
in her room, anything strange?

No, why?

- Amy signed on in Dublin, right?
- Yeah, on a Tuesday.

She'd usually stay and meet
her friends in the Tin Roof,

then catch the last bus home.

- So, it was a regular thing?
- Yeah.

Did she keep a diary?

All this looks
like routine stuff.

She meant to do
the Artist's Way, but

she never got round to it.

Did the police search this room
after she disappeared?

They never even came here.

Mind if I have a look?

Mm-hm.

You know, a few weeks ago,

Amy said her new lipstick
was missing.

We had an argument 'cause
sometimes I borrow her things,

but I didn't take it.

She never found it.

Does that help?

Yeah, maybe.

(birds chirping)

Wha-- Do you know what this is?

Do you have tweezers,

a plastic bag, something
I can use to pick this up?

Oh my god,
do you think he got in here?

Can I use your phone?

(phone ringing)

- Detective Burkely.
- David, it's Lisa.

You looked through
my mother's case files, right?

Yes, of course.

Did they know how
he got into the house?

Um...

Yes, they found
a homemade wooden wedge

in one of the windows
downstairs.

Made the window
seemed locked when it wasn't.

- Jesus Christ.
- Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa?

Go to your mother's house
and stay there, OK?

(indistinct chatter)

Get this developed
straight away please.

Do you have a story, Lisa?

Yes, I found
the evidence I need.

What is it?

Here's the notes.

You'll see the photos
when they get developed.

Oh, this is great.

OK. Do you have half an hour?

Bill.

(phone ringing)

Bill, she fucking did it.

(phone ringing)

- Detective Burkely.
- It's Lisa.

Lisa, hi, listen,
what was that about earlier?

The wedge they found
in my mother's window,

I think I found the same one
in Amy and Susan's house.

Jesus Christ.

Is that enough to open the case

Yes, more than enough.
Well done.

You haven't published this,
have you?

- No.
- Good, don't.

Don't say it to anyone, OK?

You'll send guards
round to dust the room?

- First thing tomorrow.
- Just don't fuck this up.

I won't.

And...

thank you, Lisa.

Change of plan,
we can't publish tonight.

Please, just stand by.

What are you doing?

I can't talk about this, sorry.
Soon, I promise.

Hey.

Hey, Dougie.
Tell them to hold the press,

and I'll need those photos too.

(reporter talking on TV)

What are you still doing up?

I couldn't sleep.

This awful thing with that girl
that's gone missing...

And then she heard me get up.

Mom won't let me
go out on Saturday night,

but Niamh's mom said
she'd collect us and everything,

will you talk to her please?

Your ma knows best.

- Goodnight, love.
- Goodnight.

Are you coming up?

Soon, I've got
some work to finish.

OK.

(indistinct talking on TV)

(distorted music)

(screaming)

(screaming)

(Lisa screams)

(Susan) She would never normally
be hitchhiking so late,

but she missed her last bus,
everyone we know hitchhikes,

there's no other way
to get around,

there's only two buses a day.

If anyone has Amy,
please let her go.

We need her back.

Please, Amy, if you can hear us
we love you so much.

Made you some soup, pea and ham.

Wait for it to cool.

Uh.

(heavy breathing)

(reporter on radio)
We're asking this morning,

is the average
catholic church in crisis?

What with the recent scandals,

dropping church attendance,
particularly amongst the young

who are turning away
from the church in droves,

the recent legalisation of...
(fades into background)

(breathing heavily)

(suspenseful music)

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