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J; We, the drowned J

J Hold our hollow-hearted ground J

J We know not the fire in which we burn J

J But we sing and we sing and we sing and we sing J

J Oh J

J; We, the drowned J

J The lost J

J And found out J

Fia, what are you doing in?

A day off's the last thing I need.

Morning. Lucey. You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.

Listen, Sean McGuire is missing.

Yeah, we've officers out looking for him.

Yeah, if Carrie's with him,

then she could be in serious trouble.

Yeah, we don't know that for sure yet.

I know, but it's the only lead we have.

Speak of the devil.

Deirdre. Sean.

Have a seat. How can we help you?

My nephew came to me last night

when he realized Roisin's young one was missing.

He has some information that may help you.

I saw people posting about Carrie on socials,

and I thought it might help you to know...

...I sold ket to Charlie Reid.

Reid?

What would he want with ketamine?

Creepy, sick men use it for raping young girls.

Convenient that you remember that just now.

Yeah, well, I covered for him before,

but there's no way in hell I'm letting you

hound me for something else I didn't do.

Take it easy, Sean.

Have you proof?

It's all on here.

I reckon Charlie can answer all your questions.

Why don't you talk to him?

We just want justice

and for that poor young girl to be found.

You think you know someone.

Yeah, but you knew what he was up to all along, didn't you?

Hi.

Can I help you? Hi.

Is Mr. Reid in?

I haven't seen him since yesterday.

We had a fight, and he left.

I haven't seen him since.

Have you tried to call him?

I've called him like 20 times.

You can check if you don't believe me.

No, it's fine.

What's this about?

Sean McGuire has made a serious allegation against him

that implicates him in a number of crimes.

Well, Sean McGuire is a creep.

I'm sure you know what he did to Lynette.

He claims that wasn't him.

Have you seen this girl?

No.

That's Rdisin's daughter, is it?

Yeah.

She's currently missing.

I really need to speak to Charlie.

Can you call me if you hear from him?

Yeah.

I'm at Charlie Reid's house.

I just found the knife Carrie had on her.

Is she there?

I don't think so.

And Charlie's missing, too, apparently.

Jesus.

You think he's gone after her?

I think he already has her.

Let's keep this quiet for now.

If the press get wind of his name,

it's just fuel to the fire.

Yeah. And protect Carrie by going quickly and quietly.

Gannon, have you circulated the file with her photographs

to all the local stations? Yep.

Yeah, I want that email to every station

in Clare, Tipp, Limerick, and Cork.

Yeah, got it. And let them know it's urgent.

We need to find her alive.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Alright, Gannon's right.

Now, we've got the whole team on this now.

Take the morning off. Have a lie-down.

We'll call you if there's any developments, huh?

I just need a shower.

I won't be long.

But I don't understand what she was thinking.

You were only trying to help her.

She could have killed you.

She was just scared.

I mean, her mother was just killed.

She was terrified.

Don't think she's any family left.

I'm going for a walk, okay?

You alright? Yeah, how are you?

Good.

Fancy a walk?

I'd love one.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Just a minor head injury, courtesy of Carrie.

It's actually not that bad.

I'm just...

pissed off things aren't going the way I'd hoped.

You'll find her.

Maybe.

Maybe I'm just too fucking incompetent.

Hey.

Sorry. I probably sound like a lunatic.

I just feel like this case is slipping through my fingers.

It's not your fault.

Well, actually it is.

I wasn't looking in the right place.

I got distracted.

And now she could be in serious trouble.

Do you ever feel like there's certain people in this town

who are protected?

Yeah.

And it's the likes of Carrie that actually need protection.

We all need protecting sometimes.

You are a bad influence.

It has been said.

I need to get back, but I'll see you soon.

Yeah?

What happened to your face?

It's nothing.

Where have you been?

Charlie?

Char--

Charlie, open the door!

Charlie?

Charlie, what's going on?

The guards have been here, asking questions.

Like what?

About that creep Sean.

About Lynette.

Fia Lucey seemed pretty interested in the fact

that you didn't come home last night.

Typical useless small-town guards.

They didn't find out who murdered Raisin,

so they're trying to drag me into it.

Are they?

They're looking for her daughter, Carrie.

She's missing. Carrie?

Where were you last night?

I will defend you to the hilt if you tell me the truth.

Where's my passport?

Why do you need your passport?

It isn't in here.

Charlie, I don't understand what's happening. Did you take it?

Charlie, what the fuck is going on?

You're scaring me.

Did you rape Lynette?

Did you?

I'm sorry.

Ah, no, Charlie, please!

Whatever Sean said to the police about me,

it's not true.

It's not all true.

Stop. Just stop lying.

It's over. I know all about you.

Drugs? Young girls?

It's a sickness you have.

It's just, I can't believe I didn't know.

I need your help.

I know I said we were practically family,

but, you know, you can't stay in this town.

Now, I'll give you some cash.

I-I need a plan.

D-Do I go to England and lay low for a while,

or, uh...

Could I use the villa?

They'll find you there.

I'm practically family, huh?

I'm trying to help you.

But your options are limited.

I suggest you run and keep on running.

So, what are you-- you--

You're a saint, Bill, are you?

You never did anything wrong?

You've covered up plenty of messes in the past.

How many people in this town have taken

the Blackshore Whisky payout over the years?

Okay.

I gave you a chance, but I have my family to consider,

and you're a liability.

I'm sorry, Charlie, but I need you gone.

So you can do whatever it is you need to do.

Blackwater Garda Station.

Okay. Whereabouts?

Hey. Anything on Carrie?

Charlie Reid's been sighted at Two Mile Gate.

He's armed. Right. I'm five minutes away.

Hey, Charlie.

Put the gun down, Charlie.

Put it down!

That's it.

Where is she, Charlie?

Where is Carrie? I don't have to talk to you.

Yeah. We don't have to talk.

I could just arrest you.

I could just shoot you.

I think you want to make things better for yourself,

not worse, huh?

Too late.

It's all over for me here now.

Fuckin' nothing left.

Go on.

I'm listening.

I am not a bad person!

I have done some bad things, but I am not a bad person!

Look, I'm just here to let you explain things.

The state of you all!

Going on as if Réisin's some kind of dead saint or something.

What did she do to you, Charlie?

"Oh, what did she do to you, Charlie?"

You met her.

What do you think?

Why did you kill her?

Oh.

Oh, that would make things

all nice and neat for you, wouldn't it?

Oh, I'm guilty of a lot of things,

but you can't pin that one on me.

I'm not trying to pin anything on you, Charlie.

I'm just trying to get the truth.

And now you of all people should know...

truth can't exist in this town.

So, if you didn't kill her, who did?

God, there were plenty who wanted to over the years.

We fought like hell, but...

the woman was like a sister to me.

I believe you. I believe you.

I do. But please...

Please just tell me where Carrie is.

Gone.

Is she in the water, Charlie?

Look, if something happened to her,

at least tell me where her body is.

Just give me the gun.

Just give me the gun, Charlie.

Tell her I'm sorry.

Ahh!

Search and Recovery are gonna

set up base here and spread out.

If Carrie's out there, they'll find her.

I thought if I could just find Carrie alive...

...then it wouldn't all have been for nothing.

How stupid is that?

I thought if I found this one girl...

You did all you could, Fia.

Yeah.

But I was too late.

What the fuck was he thinking?

It's revenge.

He was furious with us for stepping away from him,

and he thought, "This'll show them."

I think this is probably about more than just us.

But he brought it all on himself.

What was I supposed to do?

Are you even listening to me?

I would be...

but I just can't stop thinking

about how he got his hands on a gun.

A post-mortem examination

is expected to be carried out on the body of a man

who was believed to have died as a result

of a self-inflicted gunshot earlier today.

...Christ who died for me...

The victim has been named locally as...

I wouldn't pray for him if I were you.

...the town of Blackwater...

I'm praying that in death he might find peace

from his illness.

And for the girls whose lives he destroyed.

A bit late.

Honesty and decency left this town the day

our darling Chloe was taken from us.

And none of us may cast a stone.

I'll keep you updated, but listen.

Shanahan's not gonna be happy about keeping the divers here.

If Carrie's out there in the lake, yeah...

the least we can do is find her body.

Fia.

Okay?

Yeah. Are you?

Yeah.

I just mean,

you're the last person who should have to witness that,

you know?

Yeah, probably.

Look, I'm just gonna get cleaned up, okay?

You shouldn't have gone there on your own.

Would you stop, Donal?

The last thing she needs

is a lecture after what she's just seen.

It's not right. You shouldn't have been there.

A lot of things happen that shouldn't.

He had this look right before he did it.

It was just a blank.

Like he'd checked out already.

You think Dad had that look...

...just before he pulled the trigger?

Do you think he had to check out, too...

just so he could go through with it?

Don't go there. Actually, I think I should.

That's exactly what I should do.

I just haven't been brave enough to face it.

I just loved him so much, I didn't want it to be true.

Fia...

Wake up.

Come in.

Only me.

I'm not intruding?

No.

You're gonna ask if I want to talk, aren't you?

How did you guess?

Just a hunch.

I can talk if you prefer.

I know what it's like to feel

like you're drowning in the work,

losing yourself under the weight of it.

I couldn't save her, Donal.

I mean, I thought if I'd got there on time...

it might make up for some of the shit that fucker did.

You did your best, though.

Yeah, but it wasn't good enough.

There's something I've never told you.

After your father died, I took myself off the case immediately.

In fact, I took a break from the job altogether.

It-- It was too much. I...

I've never really forgiven myself.

But after I saw the crime scene...

well, I was traumatized.

I had a total breakdown.

I told my superior officer that I couldn't do it.

I knew that if I didn't walk away when I did, then...

I-I had to put myself and you girls first.

Emma was sick, going through chemo.

You were...

Well, you weren't great, either, understandably.

It made sense to take some pressure off.

Why didn't I know all this?

Myself and Sandra decided that it was best

to pretend that everything was normal.

You'd enough to deal with.

You didn't need to know that your uncle

was falling apart, too.

What you saw today, nobody should ever see.

We all have our limits.

It's important to know where they are.

Yeah.

Thanks, Donal.

And, you know...

talk to someone about it maybe?

Yeah. Yeah, I will.

Just not today.

Fair enough.

Jesus, Fia, I heard what happened.

What the hell? Yeah.

Are you okay?

You need a drink. Feck off, Dad.

Let her get dressed.

Charming.

Round one, it's the pop panel they'll need to win over.

Round two, it's their fellow contestants.

And in round three, it's up to our studio audience!

There's wine in the fridge.

Cheers.

Let's see who it is, our first contestant.

It's Carl, everybody!

Carl, step up!

What are you looking for?

I thought we had emergency smokes in here.

Next drawer down.

Kids go down alright? Yeah, good as gold.

What a mess.

Isn't it funny how there was always a mess

to be cleaned up after Roisin Hurley was involved?

Special place in hell for women like her.

Look...

I know this is...

bizarre to even talk about, but...

I knew Roisin had a dark side, with the booze and that, but...

the other stuff,

I mean, covering up abuse at a hotel and...

I don't even know what to think anymore.

I've been lazy and...

complacent and...

basically shit.

No excuses, I'll do better.

Okay.

Slainte. Slainte.

So, how was your day?

Mm. I wrote up an advertorial

on the artisan sourdough pizza stand

coming to the festival. Mm.

Exactly as tedious as it sounds.

Sounds like a very nice day at work to me.

Fancy a swap tomorrow?

Not a chance.

Sure, you need to be a nutter to join the Gardai.

Come on.

Talk to me.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm grand.

What are you looking at me like that for?

I mean, what do you want me to say?

I mean, today was a completely fucked-up day at work,

and I just want to forget about it for a while.

Is that okay with you? Okay. Alright.

I mean, Jesus, I thought that's why we came here.

Okay. I just asked.

Hi.

What was all that about?

Nothing.

What's wrong with you?

What was the story back there with that woman?

Oh, nothing.

We had a fling. It's no big deal.

I just wasn't in the mood to talk to her.

Oh, so you pulled a classic Fi.

You stonewalled her before she could get too close.

God, it's actually boring. Give me a break.

I just saw a man shoot himself in the fucking face!

I know. It's awful.

I'm here if you want to talk about it,

but there's always an excuse with you.

Are you serious? No, I get it.

You've had a bad day. That's not what I'm talking--

A bad day?

A bad fucking day?!

Give me a break.

Fia?

Jesus, you just can't let it go, can you?

Actually, I didn't want to have to do this now.

Do what?

Go on, spit it out!

Well, I didn't want to have to point out to you

that you have a pattern of behavior with women

which borders on abusive.

My love life is none of your business.

Your whole life has been my business for way too long.

Believe me, I wish it wasn't.

After everything that happened, I felt like I lost my dad, too,

but I could never tell you that.

And after your dad did what he did,

your grief was so massive,

there was never any room for anyone else.

And now you're back and it's 20 years later

and nothing has changed.

You still manage to suck up all the energy around you.

I'm sorry.

Oh, that's it, walk away.

Why change the habit of a lifetime?

Hi, uh, Superintendent Byrne.

It's, um...

It's Fia Lucey here.

Look, I've been thinking about things, and, um...

I'm ready to come back to Dublin.

Look, I know I didn't leave things the best, but...

I'd love to talk to you about rejoining the team.

Could you give me a call?

Thanks.

Maybe my instinct isn't instinct at all,

it's just denial.

I mean, Emma's right.

I just don't want to face the truth that...

I mean, Dad killed himself.

And he killed Mum and Aidan.

And for some fucking reason,

he left me here alone to deal with it.

I thought I could handle coming back here.

But I can't.

I just can't.

Ah, Fia, are you sure you don't wanna see this thing through?

I need to go.

Did you drop flowers up to the grave?

Sandra. What?

I'm allowed to ask.

Don't know when she'll be back.

Look, I can't face it right now.

Maybe next time, okay?

Hey, Cian, can I call you-- Listen to me.

Search and Recovery have pulled something in.

I'm heading down there.

Fia.

Must be at least 20 years old.

Came across it by chance during the search.

We're looking for the body of a young girl.

Well, it looks like there are some human remains in there,

but whoever it is

has been in there a lot longer than two days.

So, if it's not Carrie in there,

who the hell is it?

Let's take a closer look at this reg.

Car registered to...

Charles Reid.

And we're waiting for an ID of the remains found in the car.

So, he's abusing young girls since then?

When I think of the amount of times

I shook hands with that scumbag, it makes me sick.

Well, none of us knew.

Not even his poor missus.

Sorry to interrupt.

We've got preliminary ID on the remains.

Looks like the body belonged to Chloe Whelan.

Sure you wanna do this? Yep.

'Cause you know, if you don't, I-- No.

Wanna talk about it? Nope.

You're gonna have to reopen the case.

I can't even...

Look, let's just do this first, okay?

Human remains were retrieved

from a car which we pulled from the lake this morning.

They've been identified as Chloe's.

I'm so sorry. You're certain it's her?

Dental records have confirmed it is, yeah.

Whose car is it?

The car belonged to Charlie Reid.

Oh, my God.

I know this must be very hard to hear after all these years.

How long has she been down there?

Seems she died around the time of her disappearance.

20 years?

My baby has been in that water for 20 years?

Oh, she--

Oh, she must have been so cold.

Did you wrap her up well?

Where is she? Please. Marjorie. Marjorie.

It must be a lot to take in. Where is she?

Please sit down, Mrs. Whelan.

Sit down, and we'll talk it through what happens next.

Come on. We can bury her now.

Marjorie, we can bury her now.

She's with God.

Yes.

We can say our goodbyes to her earthly body

and send her to her Father in heaven.

We can, yes.

All this time...

we had no way of dealing with our grief.

No grave to visit.

We've been living in hell.

But now we are released.

Your father was innocent all along.

So why would he kill his own family?

We need to search Charlie's house.

They've got the warrant? Yeah.

We'll keep looking for evidence to back up the abuse claims

and see if there are any links to Raisin

on the night of her death.

If Carrie's still out there, she needs us to find her.

They didn't find her in the lake.

So let's keep a watch on all ferry and airports.

And I want teams searching all properties

within a three-mile radius of Charlie's.

Hiya, Serena.

So, we have a warrant to search the premises.

Do you mind if we come in?

Sure.

Right.

Jesus Christ.

Hi, Sarah.

No, no, I-- I do not wish to comment.

At this time, we're still reviewing

whether the Whisky Festival will go ahead or not,

SO you can keep an eye on our website

and social media pages for further information.

Okay. Thanks. Bye.

Lucey, what have you got for me?

Well, we still haven't found Carrie, and until we do,

we're gonna struggle to definitively tie Charlie

to Roisin Hurley's murder.

I think we can all agree it was him,

but, um, thank you for the due diligence.

Cian? Fia, there's been a tip-off.

A girl matching Carrie's description

was spotted in a warehouse just north of Limerick.

Alright, I'll come pick you up.

I'm already on my way there.

Okay, I'll be right behind you.

No, no, I got this. You stay put.

Keep your phone on.

Okay.

We got a lead on Carrie.

Carrie?

Carrie, this is Garda Furlong. I'm here to help.

I need you to know you're safe, okay?

Fia isn't gonna press charges, and Charlie Reid is dead.

He can't hurt you anymore.

Carrie, we really need you to help us find out

what happened to your mam, okay?

You don't need to worry. I'm here to protect you.

Carrie?

Let's get you home.

Come on.

Cian, talk to me.

Have you got her?

Yeah. I have her in the car.

She's safe.

Oh, God.

Thanks, Cian.

Thanks. Just bring her in, okay?

Yeah.

Good job. Thank you.

I saw you come in.

Thought you might like some company.

The dead can't defend themselves.

Once Dad was gone, they tried to peg everything on him.

You know, Charlie looked me in the eye

right before he pulled that trigger

and said he didn't kill Raisin.

I mean, I know he did a lot of fucked-up shit, but...

...in that moment, I swear I believed him.

I think the killer is still out there, Cian.

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J The lost J

J And found out J

J Weare all &

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