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Well?

Right. Of course.

I'm sorry.

Is it...

Is it very graphic?

It's your wife humping your business partner on top of the copy machine.

Hows that for graphic?

The last few months I've roamed every corner of the country,

taking on cases as I went along.

I didn't care where it was.

As long as it wasn't Galway.

God! Please, God!

Anywhere but Galway.

Youre all right.

Whatever happened to that girl was none of my business.

I gave my statement to the Guards

and that should have been the end of it.

But I couldnt get her out of my head.

The look in her eye.

Not just terror or shock, there was something else.

Something I recognised.

Come back with my horse! What are you doing?

Any leads, Superintendent?

Are you still holding Eddie Mangan? Is he your only suspect?

Guards, are you gonna charge him? Get these people outta here.

Come here.

Will you look who just resurfaced. Jack Taylor.

Well detected.

Ned Whelan. Superintendent, no less.

A man of weight. Always the mouth, Jack.

- I thought I'd seen the last of you. - What can I tell you, bro?

Hows the investigation going?

You think that I'm gonna spill the beans on a confidential investigation?

What if I had something to offer in return?

Something you didn't put in your statement?

You deliberately withholding information?

- Maybe it came to me just now. - And what would that be now?

Christ! You havent changed.

I heard you got shot in Galway.

Dangerous place, the Wild West.

It wasn't me that got shot.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

I say it like it is.

So what have you got? A victim?

Her name was Sinead Mangan. 32 years old.

He was hit hard in the side of the head.

Injuries would have killed her if she hadn't gotten two bullets in her back.

So what are you saying?

- She was beaten and then shot? - Somebody wanted to make sure.

That's where we found her.

What about the girl? Did she see anything?

No, she was looking for her mum.

Found her.

The kid went into shock, naturally enough.

He ran off. She doesnt remember very much after that.

That blood on her, that was her mothers?

Now, what have you got for me?

I think someone may have been after Rosie.

- You think? - The footsteps. It sounded like more than one pair.

If someone was after her, why didn't she say?

Like you said, she was in shock.

I'll look into it. We follow every path. You know that.

Yeah. And youll pick the one of least resistance.

Enjoy your trip back to Galway.

By the way, when are you giving back the coat?

Youre very good to come

Fucking bastards.

- What the fuck? - Rosie.

Come on, love. You come with me.

Delete all.

Whats going on here?

You, get the fuck out of here!

So who are you?

I'm Sweeper Man, I'm Rosie's uncle.

Tell me.

That's the wife, Kathleen.

So youre the one that found her?

Most people would have run away with he state that poor child was in.

So thanks. Have yourself a can.

No. No, I'm good. Hows the little lady holding up?

She's a tough child.

Her mother. I hear it wasn't a pretty sight.

Nobody deserves what happened to poor Sinead.

It was only a matter of time.

Don't get all high and mighty with me.

Your brother carved her regular as rain.

Everyone knew it, and you did nothing about it.

I had words with him.

Words! Then you fight for the family honour and everyone bought him a pint?

- Happy families. - What Eddie and Sinead do was nobodys business.

Now hes gone and killer her. Who's business is that?

He didn't kill her I said.

- Shit. - Loving.

Hello? Bryson? Yeah.

Ooh!

Great

Who are you?

You don't remember me?

Whoa! Whoa! Wh...

Cheers.

Nice digs.

Wouldnt have minded a place like this when I was your age.

I did not get along with me marm.

Snuck out the house every chance I got.

When I got home, though, shed always belt me one.

Give that back!

Look, itll be dark soon.

- If your dad comes and finds you... - I said give it back!

How bout we head back to camp and talk there?

I guess thats a no.

Before you decide to sue Mr Mangan for assault, think on this...

Mr Mangans wife has just been murdered.

He came back after intense police questioning

to find a strange man with his daughter.

It's natural that he reacted to protect her.

If anything, he could sue you.

Marvellous reasoning, Matlock. And who the hell are you?

Ronald Bryson.

Er...

Solicitor

- This your office? - Me people are me clients.

Why would I want to live anywhere else?

Why, indeed.

It was Sineads biggest dream. Her only dream.

She was good too.

It didn't happen for her?

If she hadn't given up.

She did something, and she did it or life, but it was hard.

With a child. And a husband.

Hubby didn't approve of his wifes career choice?

Youre a nosey fella.

Force of habit.

It'll be grand, that. I've got fuck all on me. It'll be grand.

- What! - Whoa!

- Say it to me face! - Calm the fuck down!

That's enough, Eddie. Come on, mate. Off with ya.

A thousand.

I apologise about... Bet he surprised ya?

He bloody amazed me.

Yeah, well, don't lie to her.

Years of experience.

Listen. Thanks for your help, but it's a family matter.

You know that Rosies doing herself harm.

Jesus, I had no idea!

Where'd you find it?

I'd like to make you an offer.

We know what your game is. We got tons of cash under our pillows, right?

You look like right pickings, all right.

We take care of our own problems.

Look, none of youse is thinking straight.

The Guards, theyll do fuck all. For them it's only tinkers.

Everyone knows theyre always killing each other.

Why do you want to help us? Whats in it for you.

Lets just say I have a soft spot for the underdog.

We appreciate your offer, Taylor but we don't know you from Adam.

Is there anything that you do thats not a mistake?

Go on. Eat up.

Come on over. Come over you two.

- We're grand here. - Do you want to come over, Rosie?

- She's grand. - Maybe Rosie would like to talk to the counsellor again.

Do you want to see that counsellor?

Theres your answer.

Come on.

What the!

Get off me!

Lovely night for a kidnapping.

Come any closer and youre dead.

I said stop!

If youre gonna do it, do it proper.

Come on! I said do it!

No! Don't let them...

Quick! Theyre taking Rosie!

Do you know them?

We know the van.

- Then what are we waiting for? - It's none of your business, Taylor.

Someone points a shotgun at me, it becomes my business.

Jonjo Kelly, get out here!

Whats going on Sweeper?

- Wheres Rosie? - Rosie?

Whats happened to Rosie?

Whats your game, Jonjo?

Don't tell me you don't know whats going on in your own back yard.

Why'd you have to do it?

Come on now, Rosie. Didn't I say I was sorry?

- I wanna see Nana and Granddad. - Theyre sleeping.

- Well see them later. - I wanna see them now!

Are you hungry? Come on, guess whats for brekkie.

Come on now, Rosie. You love your pancakes. Come on.

I wanna go home.

Not a cross word has passed between our families for ten year.

Whats goin on?

You tell me, Jonjo.

Hold it, Christy.

I'll tell you this, Sweeper,

I know how your blaggard of a brother treated Sinead,

but I let it lie. Now hes killed her.

And still I havent taken it out on your family. Why?

Because I'm a man of my word.

When I say our two families will have peace, I mean it.

Now, you dare to come here, o a place of mourning

- with a shotgun. - Wheres Rosie, Jonjo?

You should know where she is! Youre her father.

Someone come on our site and took Rosie in the middle of the night!

Hey! Hey!

- Either you leave here or... - Hi, Granddad!

Rosie, love.

My best girl.

What are you looking at me like that for?

Youll let your daughter rot while her murderer walks free.

He should be dead! Rosie should be here with us.

Don't mind him. He's just upset.

Come on, you.

Alright chicken?

Sweeper, I didn't agree to this.

All right. Well leave it. I'm telling you, Jonjo,

if he comes onto my side again, without my permission,

I'll break his two legs.

Come on.

The innocent boy.

Rosie. Chicken.

Thanks. I think.

You got here fast. So, what were you doing her in the middle of the night.

I found a lovely picnic spot around the corner.

I made a few phone calls. You have reputation down in the West.

Kicked out of the Guards, fond of the lush.

Wonder if her murderer wont mind?

Yeah. Yeah, I'd forgotten about that.

Sounded like contrary bollocks.

- On a good day. - A bit like us.

Meaning?

The Guards will want to pin this on Eddie.

We need to find out what really happened.

- Hang on, here, Sweeper... - You report to me and Bryson.

If we find out youre not being truthful to us, youre outta here.

Caesar has spoken.

Now, payment. Follow me.

She's not the presidential suite but it's clean and dry.

My cup overfloweth

If youre gonna work for me thats the deal.

Better get something straight, pal, I'm helping you out.

I don't work for you. Youre not my boss. I'm not an employee. Are we clear?

A broke man deal. You understand, right?

- Don't die. - Don't say anything.

Youre gonna be OK. Just relax.

I just got shot.

That's lovely Sinead.

I don't know what your scam is, Taylor,

but I don't believe you wanna help us out of the kindness of your heart.

Ronald Bryson. Solicitor.

Bryson, thats not a Traveller name, is it?

I'm not here to fight ya.

It says in the papers that Eddie Mangans alibis a bit shaky.

Three fellas with about 30 pints between them doesnt make for the greatest of alibis.

Whats the story with the Mangans and the Kellys?

Sweepers family, the Mangans...

have had a feud with the Kellys going back about 50 years at least.

But they made peace?

Thanks to Sinead Kelly.

She didn't give a toss about the feud.

Drank in the same pubs as everybody else.

That's where she fell for Eddie.

Did Daddy Kelly approve?

Christ, no. But Sweeper was sick of the feud.

Saw a chance to bring the families together.

Made and offer to Jonjo.

Let the kids marry, draw a line under the past and move on.

And Jonjo accepted just like that?

Sweepers a stubborn bastard.

Jonjo respects him.

In the end, he accepted.

So, what did Sinead see in Eddie?

He got her pregnant.

That's what she saw in him.

What the hell is this?

We got problems enough without you going crazy on me!

Come on. You don't want to piss the Guards off and be late.

Everything OK here?

Yeah. Grand. Me and Bryson done a list of people to have a grudge against us

and who don't like Travellers. Talk to these people.

Mind if I start by having a word with Rosie?

Go ahead.

Them yokes will kill ya.

Theyll have to stand in line.

You were going to let Huey pull the trigger.

Nah. Just bluffing.

Youre Lying.

I could see it in your eyes.

Youre not scared of dying. Why not?

Rosie...

I need you to tell me everything you did last Thursday.

It's somebody I know who got shot.

I couldnt do anything about it.

Was he a friend?

Yeah, hes still alive. He's in a coma.

Maybe hell wake up one day. Maybe not.

Who did it?

Er, this woman I knew.

- She's in jail. - Was is your fault so?

It wouldnt have happened if I...

Yes. Yes, it was.

Did you get hurt?

Not anywhere it shows.

Whats that mean?

Youre smart, youll figure it out.

Last Thursday I went to school.

Then Mamma picked me up.

We went to Nana and Granddads.

I watched TV and Nana made muffins.

Then Huey came in, and he and Mummy argued.

What about?

Dunno.

Her songs, I think. I was with Nana. I heard em shout.

Why her songs?

Well, Mummy and Huey used to make songs together.

Sometimes they argued about them.

Rosie...

thanks.

That's good of you, mate.

Youre not a Guard, youre not family,

why is this your problem?

Sweeper asked me to check it out.

Go on inside.

Now...

last Thursday Sinead and Rosie came for a visit.

I gather that you and your sister had a difference of opinion?

See, we had these songs, right? Good songs.

We were offered a chance to record by some company in London,

- but Sinead, she kept putting it off. - Because Eddie disapproved?

The company were gonna withdraw the offer unless we get them a yes or a no by Thursday.

So Thursday was decision time.

Sinead did say she had a plan.

A plan to get Eddie to agree to let her and Rosie go to London.

So, now shes gone, what are you gonna do with the songs?

- Just what the fuck are you implying? - Hey. Nothing. Nothing.

- That's what youll find in your investigation. - You know something I dont?

I know you were hired by the main suspect.

So youre gonna ignore the most obvious leads.

Enlighten me.

Tell the man.

A year after the wedding, Eddie is arrested with a stash of cocaine.

100 grands worth. If he spends...

Who's he working for?

- Some woman called Bridie Halligan. - Bridie Halligan?

For five years hes should to shoulder with murderers and criminals.

He could get one of his murderin mates to get rid of Sinead.

A hundred grand? How did Bridie get it back?

Sweeper and Bryson did some deal with her.

Bridie didn't come for Eddie? No&

Nope. I'd have heard about it.

Talking to Bridie is pointless. It's ancient history.

Humour me. This piece of ancient history doesnt make sense to me.

Eddie, deals drugs for Bridie Halligan,

gets into huge debt and gets away with it?

During court proceedings he never implicated Bridie.

You cross someone like Bridie and she always has to make a point. Kneecap them, broken arm, something.

Myself and Bryson paid back most of what Eddie blew.

I mean, he was small fry, we never heard from her again. This is nothing got to do with anything.

There she is.

The perfect mum.

Sorry, love. Sorry. I know I'm late.

Can I get your bag? All right?

Have a good day at school, did ya?

Good on ya, love.

In you get. Good boy.

- If it's not the chimney Sweeper. - I thought I might find you here.

I may not be the greatest role model a son could have.

But I always drop Billy off and I always pick him up.

Child needs to know his parents are there for him.

Daddy there, agree with that sentiment?

I didn't get your name.

- I didn't give it. - Bridie, this is Jack Taylor.

- He's looking into Sineads death. - Jack Taylor? I know you.

Youre the Galway private dick

that fucked over my old mate, Bill Castle.

That very dick.

And youre the Dublin bitch who weans toddlers on heroin.

I like you, Taylor. You've got manners.

- Thanks. I get that a lot. - So, what do you want with me?

You have a reputation as someone who isnt very patient with under-performing staff.

Youre interested in my management style?

I'm interested in why you let Eddie Mangan off

six years ago, without a slap on the wrist.

Maybe I had a soft spot for him.

Or maybe you kept him on the payroll working off his debt.

You should ask Mikey here.

Care to step into me office, dick?

Why? You got a pressie for me?

If youre a good lad, I'll give you a pressie, all right. Right here.

I'll wait till Christmas, if it's all right with you.

Come here. What the hell is your problem, Taylor?

Eddies not working for her. It's nothing got to do with anything.

Then why are you getting so upset?

I'm upset because youre doing you best to get us on Bridies hitlist.

Which reminds me...

Say cheese.

Mikey!

Not here. Not now.

Nice playing...

It's unusual. How did you get it?

Mama got it for me. For my birthday.

May I?

A friend of ours painted it.

Can you play?

Well, I wouldnt call it playing.

Go on.

Feck it. I need five pints in me to finish that.

Rosie...

Ever seen these two clowns before?

No. You sure?

Wait.

That car.

I think I've seen that.

We were down at the petrol station here Eddie used to work.

You sure it's the same car?

Well, I was with Mum. Yeah.

We saw a car just like this.

I can't remember when.

A few weeks ago, I think.

But... Eddie was talking to somebody inside the car.

And Mum said we were leaving.

But we didn't get any petrol.

Can you tell me something else? Thursday night...

when your marm went out, what made you go after her?

I don't know.

I just got a feeling like something was... really bad...

was about to happen.

I didn't even put my coat on. Just ran out.

Didn't know where she had gone.

What did you see?

I didn't see anything.

It was your marm, wasn't it?

She was alive. What did she say?

Mummy! Mummy! Mummy.

Rosie, you have to go.

- No, Mummy. Not without you. - You have to go.

- No. - Please.

Did you see him? Did you see his face?

Rosie, this is really important.

Did he see you?

I don't know. I don't remember.

All right. I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Rosie and Kathleen saw you talking to someone in Bridies car

down at the petrol station.

It was that arse, Mikey.

I worked down at the station.

He was always coming over there making a point of...

Making me wipe the windscreen, fill the tank,

check the pressure, the works. That's all.

Sinead thought different? She thought you were back with Bridie.

She never said.

She and Huey had been offered a recording contract in London.

Yeah. And?

Did she threaten to tell Sweeper about you working for Bridie unless you let her and Rosie go?

I thought this bollocks was on our side.

You didn't know what to do, you had to think,

so you made a beeline for the boozer.

Sinead met somebody else that night. Maybe somebody wanted to help her,

but didn't want anyone to know.

- This has gone far enough. - That's a fair enough question.

Who would want to help out Sinead?

Somebody who was screwing her. Shut your gob, Eddie.

Know what your problem is, Sweeper?

Youre always trying to hide how you really feel.

Put on a bit of fancy clobber, so people don't think youre a Tinker.

Come over all kind and supportive to your brother,

who you really hate, and you want to kill him,

and fuck his wife!

- Whats going on? - Come on.

Come on. On me mothers grave,

- I'll fucking bury ya! - Easy on the brotherly love.

Let me go!

Sweeper!

- Easy now. - Will you let go of me?

Take it easy, Eddie.

You don't show your face here again.

Wanna know what Rosie saw?

When she found her marm, Sinead was still alive.

There was someone at the old house. Someone who was sobbing.

Sobbing?

She didn't seem to have seen his face, but he might have seen hers.

- Then her life is in danger. - Did Sinead talk to her?

She did. But she didn't tell me everything.

I need more time.

Come here.

Rosie is talking. Might be worth giving him another few days or so.

You can talk to Rosie in the morning.

Tonight well do shifts and keep an eye on her.

Taylor, one more chance.

One.

Get ready for bed.

Eddies little rant. Any truth in it?

- People talk. That's all. - You sure?

You were right about one thing, Bryson isn't a Traveller name.

My father was from Manchester. Apparently I never knew him.

Mam was, er...

She dragged me from pub to pub.

A bottle of whiskey in one hand, a bottle of formula in the other.

One night, we were out,

I was only about, er, four, at the time, but I remember this.

We were crossing the road and she steps out in front of this car.

Died on the spot.

Me. There wasn't a scratch on me.

Most people would have driven off but this lad steps out.

A scared-looking, 17-year-old.

Sweeper.

When we were waiting or the ambulance and the Guards, he held me and talked to me.

Later on, his family took me in. Made me one of their own.

That's Sweeper.

Responsibility.

He had a crush on Sinead, all right, but...

hed never act on it.

Jesus Christ!

You couldnt save me, Jack. You reckon saving her will make everything all right?

Cody, no.

Rosie!

Rosie!

Rosie!

I'm coming.

Hey! Jesus Christ!

Rosie!

Rosie! Rosie!

Where is she?

There she is!

Come on!

Thank God.

Here, take her. Take her now.

He's still in there.

Is he still in there?

God, Jesus, Christ!

Hugh Kelly. It had to be.

For all anyone knew, Rosie was in there.

I doubt that Hugh Kelly would put her at risk, however much he hated Eddie.

Maybe he checked and saw she wasn't in there?

The curtains were pulled. Eddie had put fresh padlocks on the door.

Are you defending Hugh Kelly?

What if whoever did this wasn't trying to get Eddie?

They wanted to get Rosie.

John Christopher Managan, I'm detaining you...

on suspicion of arson and possible homicide.

- Hold on a minute. - Bring your solicitor.

- Whats going on here? - Easy. I'll sort it.

- Where are you taking him? - Stop it. Youre making it worse.

He's done nothing wrong.

Youre looking in the wrong place. Rosie saw who killed her mother.

The state is assuming custody of Rosie until legal issues are cleared.

She needs 24-hour protection. Her life is at risk.

Don't waste your time Jack.

These people are just casualties in an indifferent war.

Ron, call me when you know whats happening.

What are you doing with Rosie?

You can't take her nowhere without me!

Don't worry, petal.

They have some explaining to do.

Can we get you something, sweetie?

Hot chocolate, maybe?

I know this is an extremely difficult time for you,

so were going to be as brief as we can.

And anytime you want to stop, we stop. OK?

Youre a very brave girl.

I made a den in the woods. I sleep there sometimes.

Dadda was drunk, so I went there.

- But I didn't see nothing. - Right. Grand.

Now, I want to go back to something that weve spoken about already.

That night, five days ago.

I know that you spoke to Jack Taylor and he told me

that the account you gave him of that night

is different to the account you gave to us.

Is that correct?

Yeah.

When you found your mother...

did you see anyone?

- Yeah. - Can you describe them?

He had a green coat.

A red beard, a tall green hat,

a pipe, and said, Top of the morning to you, Rosie Mangan.

- Thanks, boss. - Rosie, love.

Come on. Were going home.

Hold on. Hold on.

As her grandfather, I'm now Rosies legal guardian.

If you can't decide, it'll be up to the courts.

Jonjo, don't do this.

Not here, not now.

She is my granddaughter. She is coming with me. Right, Rosie?

Jonjo...

- you can't take her away from us. - Kathleen...

I'm missing my morning sugar rush.

Now, what have we here?

Chocolate, crisps, chocolate, crisps.

Chocolate. That narrows it down.

Why'd you tell em?

Tell em what?

You told that Guard what I told you.

I'm sorry, Rosie. Your life could be in danger, I had to...

l thought I could trust you,

but youre just an arse like all the rest.

- Rosie? - Don't you lecture me, neither.

Look. Get out of here and we can just ask the child.

Rosie.

Rosie.

Come on, now.

Rosie! Come on, talk to me.

Rosie!

Rosie!

For Gods sake the poor child. Rosie.

Jonjo! Rosie!

Fuck!

I believe in justice. I believe that as a police force

we can really make a difference in peoples lives.

Most of all, I believe that it's the relationship...

- What? - Jesus.

Noonan, did I interrupt You during foreplay.

- Is this a bad time? - Why? Will that stop you?

- Just trying to be civil. - That's a first.

Fine. Screw the chitchat, heres the deal. I need your help.

Christ, what have you done now?

This isn't about me.

Another first.

It's about an 11-year-old kid. She's done a runner. Some bad people wanna kill her.

I need your help. But if you do help, youll be breaking the law.

You really know how to sell it to a girl.

I don't know who else to turn to.

And don't say thats a first.

I've had enough of you...

- Did you check with the Malones? - Nobodys seen her there.

The cinemas in town. She loves the films, she could be there.

She could be anywhere.

Kate. What kept you?

- Took a wrong turn. - Didn't we all?

This is Kate Noonan. An old friend. Kate, this is Kathleen Mangan.

Why? Why'd she run?

She's blaming herself. For everything. It all became too much.

- She let her get away. - You can read her mind?

It takes one to know one. Jack wrote the book on guilt.

She's gone somewhere she feels safe.

Somewhere she connects with her mother.

But where?

How did you get involved in all this?

I'm still trying to figure that one out.

Wrong place, wrong time?

Or the right one.

A birthday present from her mother.

She takes good care of it.

Jimmy Byrne.

Let me see.

Quiet here. Theres a key in the door.

Hello? Anybody home?

Rosie.

Rosie?

Come on. Talk to me.

- That fella giving you bother? - Who the hell are you?

Pushy little so-and-so, isn't he?

I'm Kate, by the way.

I'm a friend of Jack's.

What has he done this time to make you run away?

Yeah, hes a bit scary.

Fuck me.

Lets see if we can get that fire going.

- Hello? - Kathleen. It's Jack. We found her.

Jesus, is she alright?

She's grand. Here.

Sweeper!

- Hello? - Hi, chicken. Thank God youre all right.

So, what you say to her to get her to come out?

I know... To begin with, I just asked her what she thought of you.

- Just annoyed. - And?

And, she said at first she didn't like you.

- Yeah. - Then, later on, she did like you.

She thought you could become her friend.

I said to her, You think hes your friend,

and then he messes it all up by doing something stupid and hurtful.

And it makes you so mad that you never want to talk to him again!

- Right. - She thought that was funny. Bye.

Hilarious.

- Hey. - Tell me where you are, were coming right over.

I think it's better if she stays here for a while.

Rosie agrees.

Jack Taylor, you tell me where you are right this minute!

Give us the phone. Taylor, where are you now?

As long as nobody knows where she is, shes safe.

- I'll check in tomorrow. - If anything happens to her, I'll kill ya.

If anything happens to her I'll save you the bother.

- He hung up. - He done what?

I don't think this is a good idea.

It's the only place we know she wont be found.

I have an interview with the Bureau of Criminal Investigations tomorrow.

Up the greasy ladder she goes.

I can't stay the night.

Well be grand. Right, Rosie?

I'll get some dinner.

OK, honey?

I wanted him to die,

so many times,

for what he did to Mummy, but...

He always looks vexed.

He was born that way.

Is it cos his friend got shot?

He told you about that?

He hasnt even talked to me about it.

So, what happened?

- How are you, Christy? - Is he in?

Hold on. I'll get him.

Maybe hes right. Maybe it's better for now.

It's what Rosie wants. You should be more worried about the Shades.

Bryson said they don't have enough to charge me with.

- What do you want? - Somebody wants to have a word.

- Who is it? - I'll be back in a minute.

Mr Byrne only stays here in winter. I knew where the key was.

And he painted the guitar?

Yeah. He let us park on the road.

He said Mummys songs were great. Eddie didn't like him.

Here it is!

Jack Taylor, master chef. Who would have thought?

My mother taught me how to make two things...

Irish stew and humble pie.

I'm only good at one of them.

- Where? - Get Big john and Knuckles for me.

So, Cody. Sounds like a nice guy.

Pain in the hole, most of the time.

Yeah. He's all right.

You know, I think hell wake up.

From the coma.

I think hell be all right.

It'll be cold tonight.

Will I leave the door open?

Only if youre afraid of the dark.

Not a word to Kathleen. Of course not.

Have you...?

Did you visit Cody recently?

He's the same. Unresponsive. Getting thinner.

- I think his marms losing hope. - He wants to pull the plug on him?

- Maybe I should talk to her again. - That's not a good idea.

If he dies...

Yeah, I know.

- I'll be back before lunchtime. - Kate.

I just wanted to say...

drive safely.

- Come here, you bastard! - What? What the fuck?

I just have a feeling. If we keep pushing...

something really bad is gonna happen.

Rosie.

Come on.

- Rosie. You have to stop this. - Why?

- You can't blame yourself. - Yes, I can!

What happened to your marm is not your fault. It's the fault of the person who pulled the trigger.

Did you pull the trigger when Cody got shot?

No.

So, it wasn't your fault.

Youre right. It wasn't my fault.

You have to tell me what happened. It's the only way.

I found Mum.

I heard the man come.

Then I ran. That's all I remember.

You don't want to remember so you blocked it out.

When something bad happens, the mind skips over it.

Well, well take it one step at a time.

I'll be right here with you. All the way.

Rosie, you have to go.

- Please. - No!

Quick!

It's all right.

The man heard me shout.

That's why he came. That's why Mummy died.

You had no way of knowing that.

Mum knew.

I shoulda listened.

The man who followed you...

did you see his face?

I've told you that already.

I need you to go back again.

Look at everything you see.

Slowly.

You crawled out from under your marm.

You looked at her.

You turned your head...

and saw the man.

You saw the man.

Don't be afraid now.

Just take a good look at him.

- What? - It's over.

- Your jobs done. - What are you talking about?

It was Huey Kelly who burned the caravan.

It was Huey who killed his sister.

No, no. It's not...

One of Huey's cousins, Christy Flynn, was part of it.

He came clean. Says he doesnt want anything to do with Hugh anymore.

- Says hes outta control. - No.

Rosie opened up. She saw who killed Sinead. It was Mikey.

Mikey? Bridie Halligans Mikey? Why would he kill Sinead?

I don't have the details, just tell Sweeper hes got the wrong man.

- It's too late. - What do you mean?

Sweepers gone to nab Huey.

- The idioit. Ring him now... - And tell him what?

Listen to me. Youre wrong. Rosies traumatised. She's imagining things.

Look, I know this sounds quite strange coming from a man of the law

but Sweeper is doing the right thing.

- If youre not gonna stop him then I will. - It's over!

Huey Kelly is innocent. You want his blood on your hands?

- Christy Flynn swore... - Shut up and get over here!

I'll give you directions as you drive.

Rosie, I'm sorry...

Come out!

A bullet in the head in the middle of a field?

I thought you had more class than that.

Me and you, fair fight.

But only one of us will leave alive.

Right. Till it's getting too much like a real fight and have one of them hold me back.

If you beat me, you go clean. I give you my word on that.

Now, put them on ya.

- I didn't kill your brother, Sweeper. - Yeah? Like he didn't kill Sinead.

Go easy on her, shes had a tough night.

- Youre not taking her with you? - And witness Uncle Sweeper kill Uncle Huey?

What am I supposed to do if somebody shows up.

Nobody knows youre here. Youre safe.

You think youre betraying Sweeper, but youre not. Youre saving him.

Kill him, Sweeper!

That's it!

Come on. Get up! Come on! Come onto me!

Get back in! Come on, I said.

Wont do that to my family and get away with it. Come on!

Come on, Huey. Come...

You fucker, you. That was a good one, all right.

Come on! I'm not finished with ya.

- Get up! - Sweeper.

I didn't do it, but whoever killed him, Eddie deserved it.

This is for Eddie.

Stop it! Huey didn't kill his sister it was Mikey!

Rosie saw him and he probably tried to kill her, as well.

Get back, Jack!

I'm sure Rosie will be proud to find out her real dad is a murderer.

You werent acting the big brother to Sinead cos you still had feelings for her.

You wanted to make sure your daughter was OK.

Has not enough blood been spilled?

Get him to the nearest A&E.

Why would Christy Flynn lie about Huey?

Why would Mikey want to kill Sinead?

All I know is Rosies not making it up.

How do you know about me and Rosie?

I just felt it.

The way she goes to you and not Eddie. Does she know?

Just me and Kathleen.

Your wife knows?

I'm no good at keeping secrets.

It was around the time Eddie and Sinead started seeing each other.

Old Jonjo and the Kellys were all dead against it.

So were most of ours.

But I liked her. She had sparkle.

You liked her sparkle, did ya?

Got along, me and her. I helped her get gigs.

She.. it only happened once.

Eddie had passed out, and Bryson brought him home.

I drove her home, but, I don't know, it just happened.

Youre up, darling.

Sorry about the dramatics, it's just...

the last few days, you know.

Something wrong?

And when Sinead found out she was pregnant?

Like I said, she was still going out with Eddie.

I'm not sure how serious it was, but...

You made her marry Eddie and everyone, including him,

thought Rosie was his child.

I didn't make her do anything. It was her decision.

Using the marriage and Rosie to bring peace to the two families.

Even though it took a while for people to get used to the idea. Especially poor Bryson.

Bryson?

- Youre the one I heard crying. - What?

Have you gone mad?

Aargh!

Get off! Rosie!

No!

Sinead and Bryson were together. That's how we knew her.

After they broke up Eddie was her rebound.

- Rosie? - Come on.

- Jack! - Rosie? - Jack. It's Rosie.

He's after me!

Are you there? Rosie!

- Christ! - Whats going on?

I'll burn in Hell.

Rosie!

Rosie?

Rosie!

Bryson? But you said it was Mikey.

Could have been two of them that night. Rosie only saw Mikey.

I don't get it. Mikey and Bryson?

Rosie?

Theres no reason to hide.

Rosie?

I loved your marm, Rosie.

I love you, too.

You know that.

Rosie!

Did Bryson know about Rosie?

No. He was cut up when Eddie and Sinead announced their engagement,

- but he got on with it. - Did he?

Never married, always living next door to Sinead.

That doesnt sound like a man who got on with it.

Rosie!

Rosie!

I'm not gonna hurt ya.

Just come back inside the house, yeah?

Rosie, sometimes in your mind,

you think you mighta heard things or seen things, but you didn't.

Darling. Come inside the house and I'll explain it to you.

Then, afterwards, we can watch TV.

Look. I'll put the knife away.

Come on inside, darling.

Jack! Jack, I'm over here!

Rosie? Rosie!

Rosie! If youve touched her, Bryson!..

- Are you all right? - Did he hurt ya?

No. I hurt him.

I wanted to kill him, but I couldnt.

I shouldnt have left you. I let you down.

- I'm not a baby. - I know that, but,

I said I'd protect you and I didn't.

I can take care of myself.

I wont leave you again. That's a promise.

Try and get some rest now.

The deal with Bridie Halligan ten years ago, what was it?

You work for her?

I did it for Sinead. It meant she was safe.

Not safe enough.

It was a simple pick-up.

There I was, with a bag of money waiting for Mikey to show up,

freezing my arse off in some lousy ghost estate,

but all I could think about was the Look in Sineads eyes,

from earlier, when we talked in the evening.

It was the old look.

The old sparkle.

Hed had enough. She was finally ready to leave Eddie,

and go somewhere else, start a new life.

After ten years it was time for me to act.

I had an idea.

A mad idea.

I had an hour, two at the most.

I'd either be dead,

or if I got it right, I'd get it all.

Whats going on? Why are we meeting here?

How much have you got?

It's for you.

You and Rosie. For a new life.

America. Australia.

You name it.

Is it real?

This is our chance, here and now. You, me and Rosie.

We can get away. Far away, where nobody can find us.

Where did you get this?

Well, I didn't win it in the Lottery, I can tell you that.

Where did you get it?

Did you never wonder why Bridie Halligan,

stayed off Eddies back after he fucked up?

You and Sweeper paid her up.

Eddie cost her more than 100 grand. He brought the Guards down on her.

Worst, he made her look bad.

She wanted to make him suffer. She was going to kill you and Rosie.

I could give her the dirt on politicians, guards, lawyers.

In the end, having me on board for free, forever,

made more business sense than killing you.

For ten years I've done her dirty work,

broke every Law I ever believed in,

put my life and my career at risk but I did it all for you.

This is our chance.

I never asked you to do anything. Would you rather I had let you die?

- No. - The clock is ticking.

Mikey will know by now that I'm not coming with the money.

Hell already be looking for me. We need to grab Rosie and go. Now.

Theyll come after ya. After us.

I can't do it, Ron. I can't.

I know this is risky.

Not like this. Not with that hanging over me.

Let me get this straight.

I save your life by compromising everything I've ever believed in,

and now youre ready to watch me die?

- Of course not. It's not that simple. - But it is!

If You look inside your heart youll see that it is.

Were meant to be together.

Always have.

Youre a good and brave man, Ron.

Hurry, leave before they come, take the bread, be happy.

Condescending bitch, ya! You think I did this for myself?

I'm going. You do what you like.

Hats off, Ron.

- I did not think you had that in ya. - How did you find me?

Your cars parked outside your office. I just followed the music.

Bridie needs me. I've given her so much.

And, you know, I can give her more, you know.

Ron Bryson. The gift that keeps on giving.

I could have ran. I could have went to the airport.

Coulda, shoulda, woulda.

Please!

I'll give you one thing.

You lasted a lot longer than I thought you would.

Fuck.

By the time he got back...

l was still sitting there.

The girl had got away. He was raging.

If shed seen him,

seen anything...

A mistake like that, Bridie Halligan would have your head on a plate.

And that was your way out.

I told him I'd take care of the girl.

Wed be better off keeping it between us.

And neither one of you breathed a word to Bridie?

And the fire? It was you.

Christys confession?

I needed a way to draw you out.

Christy only swayed for about two grand.

- I'm sorry. - So what are you looking for?

Forgiveness? Understanding?

Sweeper!

Get down!

Jack... How many are there?

Two at least.

Whats going on?

Come on.

Through there.

What are we gonna do?

We fight. These men want to kill us.

I need you to understand something. I will not let that happen. OK?

- Stay where you are. - What?

Stay!

Take her out the back way and into the woods. Ring the Guards. I'll delay them.

You said you wouldnt leave me.

I said I'd protect you, thats what I'm gonna do.

- I wont forget this, Jack. - Go, go, go!

Come on then.

No, no. This way.

No, please. No!

Theres something you need to know.

Get up, Daddy. I already know. Mummy told me ages ago. Now, come on!

I can't go any further. I can't go any further.

I did catch you so.

I wasn't sure. Do you want to run again?

Get away from her!

Lazarus has risen

Jack!

Lazarus is down again.

Do you know something? I fucking hate kids.

I said get away from her!

Thanks for the pressie.

You don't really give two fucks do you Taylor?

As a matter of fact, I do.

I am a straight man!

I have the height of respect for you, thats why I'm calling you here.

- Whats important here is the child. - I understand.

Whats he saying to them?

Everything. About Bryson.

About Sweeper being Rosies real father.

- That's gone down like a lead balloon. - He's taking a chance.

It could reignite the feud.

But Jonjos no fool. They all love Rosie. That helps.

Youre not gonna say goodbye to your crowd?

Do I ever?

Save you the bus ticket home?

Get in! We can do it nicely or I'm coming to get ya.

Either way, I'm comimg.

No hes not!

Hows the leg, Sweeper?

Think youll ever walk again?

Anything happens to him, well come looking for you.

If you do youll lose more than me. A lot more.

Maybe.

But well bite chunks out of you. Times are hard,

competition is fierce, but if we sense blood,

Youre talking out of your arse, knacker. And you know it.

You don't want a war with me.

If youre half as clever as you think you are,

you don't want a war with us, either.

Breathe in deeply, Jack,

cos when you go, and itll be soon...

you wont notice.

You mad yokes, you.

You were gonna leave without saying goodbye.

Well, no.

Well, what I mean is, I'm not very good at that stuff.

- Then dont. - Don't what?

Don't leave. I'll be singing some of Mummys songs later.

I want you to play the guitar for me.

- Christ, no. - You heard the lady, Jack.

Please?

Youre such a push-over.

Sir.

What happened?