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I know

that

Olivia's lying to you. I'm just waiting on approval from my board of directors.

Let's go.

You pay us and we'll ensure that your little mood hook doesn't get burned

Jacob, sorry.

Charging you with murder.

Patrick, you have to let me check this out.

You should go back to your own country.

What have I done?

Maureen's phone?

Hello, this is JP O 'Farrell.

Can I speak to Maureen, please?

I'll just get her for you.

How'd you get my number?

Well, you'd be amazed how much I found out about you, Maureen.

Would have thought you'd more important things to do with your time.

Well, ordinarily, yes, but you've given me plenty to think about.

Good.

So, are you going to tell me what you know about Olivia?

Are you going to give me the interview?

How could I possibly say no?

She's bluffing.

I saw the fax from her board of directors.

It's already got full approval for the takeover.

Really?

Well, that's very useful. Thank you.

So can we meet over lunch?

Um, I'm afraid I can't do that.

Well, I thought we had a deal.

But I can give you as long as you like the next day.

If you'll be my guest at the Killershee Hotel.

Yeah. That sounds okay.

Good. I'll pick you up about 12. I can pick myself up.

Correct.

Morning. Morning.

Morning.

She's nice. Great.

What can you tell me?

I'm doing petty cash receipts. Don't fuck with me, Corcoran.

I need you to check something out for me.

It's important.

How important?

Very important.

Five people, different faiths, five ages, nothing in common except they all

up in the same envelope.

You're going to have to get me more than that.

Morris Coleman, that's it for me.

It's a hell of a weird suicide note.

There's a bottle of Bacardi in it if you keep it to yourself.

All right, but after the bed is finished.

If I'll bet all you had in pharmaceuticals 15 years ago, that got

the Cayman Islands at number seven in the rich list.

Maybe number one if Maestas buys him out.

Yeah, no, I need more than that, Jamie.

I want to really impress him when I meet him tomorrow.

Well, keep digging.

Let's leave it for now.

Hiya. Hiya.

Very nice.

Hey.

I hear you've got something to tell us.

It's you running into another brick wall.

Orla was saying that you've got a hot date tomorrow.

No, it's just business.

You sure?

I'm busy.

Then I got myself a new international expert.

Malicious fire in King's Lane.

What do you think?

There was a little boy that died here last night. His name

was Sean Zaria.

He died two weeks before his second birthday.

Now, there's going to be a lot of speculation about this because Sean's

has been charged with murder.

But I'm asking you to consider whether this was a racially motivated attack.

And I'm calling on our Department of Justice to stop dividing our community.

Did you see the fella?

Do you have any idea who might have done this?

I told the police. I saw nothing.

Do you think it might have been somebody who knew Paul, the guy who was killed?

He touched

me.

Paul Bonner?

You knew him? He was a bully.

He pushed us around because of our skin.

What did he do, exactly?

They threatened us.

They? There were two of them.

Smiling.

They asked for money.

But it was more than that.

Do you remember the other guy?

I was too frightened.

Asked Lenny.

You witnessed this?

You knew about this and you said nothing?

So can you describe the other guy?

Irish all look the same to me.

Come on, Lenny.

If Jake was provoked, it might help his defence.

You want to make this worse for her?

Look, if I can print even what she said so far, we can get some public sympathy

behind them.

That way Jake's got a better chance of getting a fair trial.

And you have that much faith in the justice system? Look, they have to drop

charge to manslaughter if the poor guy was just defending his family.

You think very carefully about Tessa before you print a single word.

What do you think I'm doing here?

My thoughts are with the unfortunate family of young Sean Zaria who died in

fire this morning. I must say that I'm shocked that some people within the

community could suggest that this was anything more than a dreadful accident.

Fucker. Let me be clear that the government's position on the matter of

immigration is robust and we are confident that it is fair and humane.

His sound changes, Jim, when he reads the poor old Jake was only defending his

family. Is this good,

Terry? Are you serious?

Of course I am.

That'll be dynamite beside the dead baby.

And it's offensive that anyone would try to make political capital out of

this tragedy.

Today, we should not forget the young man we have just buried.

Paul Bonner was a model citizen.

None any Irish parent would be proud of. The scenes at Paul Bonner's funeral

will haunt me for a long time yet. The horror of seeing his family devastated

senseless violence at the very heart of our... I can't believe it.

Only a couple of days ago me and Paul were talking about going on holidays.

Now this.

This business with the black kid.

Jesus.

It's a tragedy, that's what it is.

I'm sure it's over with all sorts, Tommy.

I'm not sure it would.

I remember last year there was only one black fella working that canteen.

Went in the other day and has all his mates working in there.

I asked him a dozen times for something and he still gave me the wrong thing.

One of his sandwiches looked like the United Leading Nations.

Wouldn't mind if he could speak English.

I'm not a racist, but there's no jobs for the Irish anymore.

I think the government should do something about it.

All them politicians are scumbags.

Rogan's the only one left for any integrity. You know what I mean?

Sure, what can they do? Their hands are bleeding tight.

There's no justice in this country anymore.

If you want any, you have to make your own.

Unless you want to stand up like England.

Jesus, no.

It's terrible about the black kid. God bless him.

That's the way it goes.

Not in your own soul, okay?

Morning, darling.

Morning.

You know something?

I'm really beginning to feel very sorry for that guy.

Don't do this.

It doesn't even matter.

My boy is dead.

I don't remember seeing him there.

I don't remember anything.

But he's not a picture. I know that I killed him, but I don't know how it

happened.

He told that journalist what he did to us.

He said he might help.

Now you and Cece are in even more danger.

We must try to find a way out of this.

I killed him with these hands.

Never getting out of here. If there's any evidence of provocation or self

-defense, then they might consider reducing the charge to manslaughter.

If, and I say if, they were to do that, then you could get away with a non

-custodial sentence.

You could walk free, Jake.

It's certainly worth a try.

And they'd be more likely to believe you now after what happened to...

Hello? Mr. McPhee.

Jerry Rogan here.

Yes, I was just curious to know how the case was evolving.

Well, I'm not really at liberty to discuss it, Mr. Rogan.

I was led to believe that the evidence against Mr. Zaria was overwhelming.

That's so.

That being the case.

It might not be in the public interest to labor over unnecessary complications.

Well, I'm not quite sure what you're trying to... You're a smart man, McPeak.

Let's meet up, you and I.

Work out what's best between us.

All we've got is that Olivia's stalling the chemical and takeover.

And that she's lying to a Farrell about why.

Well, there's no shortage of dirt in her crowd.

Far as I can tell, my system's working its way around the world, putting other

people out of business.

They bought out some big operation in Canada, shut all the factories in a year

and shifted to Mexico for cheap labour.

The American way.

So why is Olivia stalling here?

Still setting the trends, then?

Hiya, Patrick.

Look, are you sure we should be doing this?

The magazine was lined up four weeks in advance.

This is our holiday in the real world.

Why all the cloak and dagger?

Because it's fun.

It's no big deal, Damien. I'm only looking for a bit of background.

What are you sniffing around Meisters for?

That's way out of your league. Because they've decimated whole communities and

other places. I want to know if they're going to put Irish people out of jobs.

Do you have any idea how much trouble I get into for talking to a hack?

The government doesn't trust its own lawyers.

We don't trust them either.

Come on, Damien. I'm not going to print it, I promise you.

Look, Olivia Bernstein can do whatever she likes.

Yeah, but there must be some way for the state to protect those jobs.

It's not in the state's interest to interfere.

And why the hell not?

What has the government gained from Meisters buying Chemocran?

Look, there's a lot more to Chemocran than just drugs.

They own a license to supply all the accession states in the EU, and that

information is embargoed until after the takeover.

So if Aral has access to all those countries... So Meister's gets to pump

its produce through Chemocran into Europe.

All that international trade goes through the Irish books, so the tax goes

straight into the government's back pocket.

Okay. Listen, thanks, Damien.

Had to be some reason why I stayed friendly with the lawyer.

Print that, and I lose my job.

Then I'll sue you.

I don't remember us having an arrangement.

Oh, I thought I'd surprise you. And imagine how.

I was just wondering, in the context of the Canadian job losses, what guarantees

you'll be offering the Irish workers.

Oh, please.

Don't try to understand international trade.

You might chip your nail polish.

My impression was that you just wanted to buy chemo crowns so you could peddle

your drugs around Europe.

Talk to Minnie. You'll find she's more at your level.

Because you're way out of your depth, honey.

I'll gladly pass on your question to my friend so we can get back to you soon.

Yeah, right.

Don't hurt you.

Stay still.

Good.

Now tell me where it is.

Tell me where it is!

Fucking bitch!

You broke into my house last night.

Did you not have your golf clubs with you this time?

No.

But I left my mark on them all right.

You OK?

Look, this proves Morris was murdered.

Cora, I was there.

How can you be sure he wasn't pushed?

Can you describe the guy who attacked you?

It was dark and it was too quick.

You should go to the police.

I don't trust them.

Do you?

I don't know what you want from me.

All I know is that man was looking for those pages.

Why did Morris leave them for me?

Because he trusted you.

Isn't that a good enough reason?

He died five years ago of natural causes, if that includes 40 a day.

That guy got himself into debt and was fine dangling from the staircase three

years ago by his wife.

But she wasn't for talking about him.

The student girl emigrated for a better life, last seen waitressing in New York.

And the fat one had the drink and disappeared, presumed down and out.

So that leaves Frankie Devlin, the only one still living in Dublin.

And he slammed the phone down on me.

So it's obvious what they have in common.

They're all absolutely normal.

Thanks, Sinead.

Hang on a feckin' second.

Are you not going to tell me what all this is about?

You're finished with the race thing, Terry. I've got another lead for you.

working on a hunch on something else at the moment.

Trust me, Patrick.

Have I ever let you down?

What's the story, Sinead?

How would I know?

And you owe me a progress report as well.

What for?

The usual.

Look. Bollocks it is. If you're digging around in the chemikran takeover, I want

to know about it. Hang on.

What have you got in chemikran? I can read all about it when I've finished.

Hi, I'm Patrick. I just make the tea around here.

Hi,

Orla.

It's your mummy.

How do you know my name?

Orlas are always pretty.

You must think I'm easily impressed.

Not for you.

Nobody's ever gotten me flowers before.

I'll walk you to your car. Why don't you go on inside? I'll be in in a few

minutes.

I was hoping we could talk.

After you walked out on me.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

You certainly weren't trying to make me feel great about myself, were you?

I'm sorry. I was hard on you. I was unfair.

Wasting your time, I think, is the direct route.

Look, I just want to make a proper go of it.

But I want it to be different.

I'm sure you'll find some woman who'll be exactly what you want.

I want you, Maureen.

Let's take the rest of the day off.

looks nice.

Yeah, he is nice.

So, why didn't you let him in?

That's difficult to explain, Ola. I'm not a bloody baby.

I know.

I know.

Don't swear.

You're embarrassed about me, aren't you?

Uh -oh.

Hey, you look good.

Thanks.

Not great now, but good.

You should wear the black if you want to make an impression.

It's only an interview, Mum.

I'm only saying.

Well, don't.

JPL fans are a hell of a catch.

You don't want to mess it up from the word go.

Would you ever back off, Mum?

Is it from the guards?

They're always at me for something.

I don't know.

We were hoping you could tell her.

It means nothing to me.

Can we come in?

It's not very nice in here.

Do you know what you were doing on that date seven years ago?

What?

That date seven years ago. What were you doing?

I've been on so many frigging tablets, I can hardly remember last week.

Do you recognise any of the other people?

Nah. I had a girlfriend who looked like that one.

Have you ever met a guy called Coleman?

Morris Coleman.

Never heard of him. Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. Now, I'm really busy, so if you don't mind.

How did I do?

Good, thank you.

It's a dead end.

Unless they're all fuck -ups like him.

There must be something in Morris' background stuff.

We could check his bank account and his emails.

Maybe even his phone booth.

You still think I'm making this up?

I didn't say that, but at the moment I've nothing to go on apart from your

paranoia.

What?

You've been upstaged.

I'd get my act down here if I was you.

Look, I've got to do this now, Cora.

You want me to give you a lift home?

They know where I live, Terry.

Hi, Mum, what's up?

Orla's home from school early.

Is she sick?

No, but whatever that was about this morning, she's very upset.

Well, I can't do anything about that now.

Just talk to her. Hang on, I'll get her for you.

No, look, I can't. You tell her I said I'm sorry and I'll talk to her when I

back tonight.

She's with Terry tonight.

Well, OK, then I'll talk to her tomorrow.

Thank you.

Any word about Jake?

They'll let him out for the funeral.

But he must go back straight after it. Well, if there's anything else that you

need... He'll be there with me tomorrow.

I haven't got status there.

Police see me, I could be deported.

I have nobody else, Lenny.

I need you there.

see you again.

Thank you.

So, where do you want to start?

Let's start with why the minds of takeover was held up.

Okay, well, obviously I can't go into any details, but I can tell you that

reopened negotiations to tie up the loose ends, and it's going very well.

I haven't answered my question.

No, but I have given you privileged information.

So the takeover's back on, then?

Okay, look, just forget about the spin.

The reality is that America shouts and we all have to listen.

Now, I don't know what Olivia's game is, but I can't afford to play hardball any

longer. Well, Olivia gets what she wants, then.

What do you think that is?

She'll shut down the Irish industry like she has in other countries.

She'll just use chemical iron as a gateway to Europe.

You have done your homework.

Do you not feel any sense of responsibility towards your other

Of course I do.

Loyalty is 99 % of any company.

What's the other one?

I knew that.

I could bottle it and sell it.

Maureen Boland meets Seamus Sullivan, my brother -in -arms.

Pleased to meet you, Maureen. Pleased to meet you.

Seamus is the head of research and development. He's the real brains behind

Chemikron. Don't believe a word of it.

You popping the champagne yet, JP? Don't worry, John. You'll be the first to

know. You're not going to introduce her?

He's afraid we'll only eat her.

I hate to admit it, but these reprobates are our actual friends.

Don't worry about them. I'll keep them in line.

So you're just one of the boys, really? Well, there's nothing unusual about Lee.

Oh, you disappoint me.

What's going on? This is hard enough, Sinead. Thanks.

Where'd you get these?

I posted on the internet.

Fuck it. They're deliberately trying to swing it.

They want to make sure Jake goes down.

I don't like it either.

But it's fairly conclusive, you have to admit.

You're not thinking of printing it, are you?

Not before the kid's funeral.

I'd end up in jail for contempt of court.

But I can't ignore it.

It's how does the owner of Ireland's richest man make time for a private

Have you ever stopped working?

I mean, why can't we just have a conversation?

So, you're not married.

I thought I was doing the interview.

Well, now it's my turn.

So, Maureen, you mentioned that you have a child.

That's correct.

I bet she thinks she's got the coolest mum in Ireland.

Not at the moment. She doesn't know.

Well, my two kids never quite got past that stage.

And to be honest with you, I don't blame her.

Well, you wouldn't be a parent if you didn't feel the guilt.

But we won't let that stop us.

There you go, sir.

Is this for me?

No.

Please.

My pleasure.

Babysitter.

Please, don't go yet.

I have to. It's late.

Sorry, no he's gone.

What about Lenny?

You're done.

Hey. Hey.

She's really good at this.

None of my brothers could ever beat me. Daddy still lets me win.

You want more coffee or anything?

I'm fine, thanks.

Have you been here before?

This is my first time.

Have you got a boyfriend?

Not anymore, I don't.

That's cool.

I'm glad you think so.

Orla, will you get yourself with time to go?

Sorry, my fault.

You make yourself at home. I've got to go to this funeral.

You go on. We're fine here.

Now.

Don't worry.

He's not like this all the time.

Can I use your computer? I want to check on some of Martha's things.

Yeah. Work away.

Do you want a coffee?

This is Cora.

Morning. Hi. Hello.

I won't on double part.

All right.

I have to make a phone call. Sorry.

Hiya, darling.

Did you have a good time?

Yeah. Cora's really cool.

That's nice.

Have you got your bag?

I'm leaving my stuff here.

You'll need it in the morning.

Not if I'm living with Dad, I won't.

Well, you can't do that.

If you don't want me either, that's fine.

Don't be silly. Of course I want you.

So let me move in with you.

OK, but we have to talk about it. I mean, we have to find out what Maureen

wants. What about what I want?

It's not that simple, Orla.

You don't care about me. You only think about yourself.

That's not true.

Come on, don't talk to your ma like that. She does her best for you.

Look, you can stay here tonight, but we're going to have to talk about this

later, all right?

I'm going to give it back to Susie.

You're a good girl.

Everything looks okay now.

You going to be a good boy then?

Leave him alone.

the road, lads.

This way's super -messy. It's blocked off.

We can't go through here. We can't go through.

Hey, Christy.

Something good's got to come of this.

Any chance of him pleading manslaughter?

Not now, there's not.

Do you think it was the police that leaked those photos?

It was a long shot anyway.

He's guilty, and we both know it.

Come on, Jake, we've got to go.

Whatever. We don't do that.

I've seen him angry.

He never lost control like that.

Try not to worry, Tesla.

And make sure you're safe.

No.

Please, just leave us alone.

You have your time for Olivia, yeah?

We could do with a chat, Minnie.

I'm in a hurry, really. Miss Bernstein's expecting me.

Would you rather I told her about your little session with O 'Farrell?

You're spying on Olivia for him, aren't you? I was just delivering a message.

Then why did you panic when you saw me there?

Oh, come on, Minnie. What are you feeding a feral?

Just your schedule. He wants to know where she goes and who she meets. Is

all?

Are you sure?

It's the only information I have at this time.

Well, a feral doesn't talk to Libby either.

I haven't got a clue.

I'm just a PA.

Where's she going?

Who's she meeting?

Just leave me out of it and I'll say nothing, I promise. Minnie, don't try

tell me that you're on her advice.

There's nothing unusual apart from something today at 2pm.

Who's she meeting?

I don't know.

I'm just being really cagey about it.

Okay? Okay.

If you do hear anything else, you give me a call.

This role could have to do with all this.

Cora.

I've got something, Carrie.

It's a new male. His name's Plunkett. Neil Plunkett.

There's no detail, but he urgently wanted to meet him for some reason.

When was it sent?

The night before Morris was killed.

Do you know where this girl lives?

I met him a few years ago.

They used to work together before Morris lost his job.

Hang on.

He was sacked by Chemcraft.

He wouldn't talk about it.

I'll be with you in half an hour.

What are you doing?

I'm not leaving here with nothing.

Oh, my God.

Maybe you want to wait outside.

Now, do you believe me?

Well, they might say that he disturbed a burglar.

Bit of a coincidence, isn't it?

Let's get out of here, Terry, please.

You left me down again tonight, Neil. And if you don't care enough to call and

say sorry, then I don't ever want to see you again.

Oh, my God.

Get the door, Terry, quick!

Quick, Terry!

Get the door, quick!

It's Olivia Bernstein. Stop screwing me about, Plunkett. I need more detail now,

or this deal is off.

You can slow down. There's no one after him.

I don't want to see him again.

Was it the same guy?

I don't know. I couldn't make him out.

Let's go to the guards.

He's very persistent.

You look lovely.

Mum, I don't want to hear it.

What's she playing at?

I mean, she's never done anything like this before.

Maybe you need to start asking yourself why.

Hi,

Maurice. Terry.

She's waiting for you.

I can't come now. You'll have to take her tonight.

Yeah, but you promised her.

I'm on to something here. I'll explain later.

Terry?

Terry? It's him.

Are you sure?

Just keep driving, keep driving.

Oh, no.

Call the guards or let us go. You're hardly in a position to dictate terms.

Everything will be fine.

Of course it will.

I left the journalist hat in the car. It's just me. Well, how do I know I can

trust you? He's not to be disturbed.

Hello?

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