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No. No!

Ugh.

What's going on?

Oh... eh.

The sea has a way of finding out
what you've done wrong.

I'm having trouble
with the fuel filter,

eh, but, you know,
we're close enough to shore

to call in a Garda tow.

No!

No Garda.

Just fix it...

or we'll have a problem.

I'm close.

Oh, it's here, Ross--

all 1.3 mill of it,

but there are
other buyers involved,

and the Gardaí
are all over it now,

so the price has got to go up.

Well, way up.

Well, you'll find it.

Is it fixed or not?

Go in and turn it over
a few times for me, will ya?

Let me at it.

Okay, we're all good now.

This is
Garda Station Dunmullach.

We've detected your emergency
disruption beacon.

Garda units are on the way.

I've mentioned your dad

to everyone that's registered
a boat in the harbor.

We'll find him, Shannon.

If he wants to be found.

You know your dad
wouldn't just leave you.

Then where is he?

♪ I adored you then ♪

♪ And I love you now ♪

♪ Forever and a day ♪

As you know,

the song you've just heard,

"Forever and a Day,"

was the final work

of famed composer
Eamon McCarthy,

alongside his lyricist
and soulmate, Orla.

While no longer with us,

their legacy lives on

as we mark the beginning

of our First Annual
McCarthy Days!

Technically,
I'm here in spirit.

You gotta stop doing that.

But your reaction
is so adorable.

The composition
that put Eamon on the map

was his First Sonata,

inspired by the sunrise view
from this very spot.

That's true.

In this spirit...

the Dunmullach
Historical Society

has commissioned

a statue

here in the harbor,

in Eamon's memory.

We're gonna get that fixed,
right?

That was fantastic!

Beyond 'tastic.
Okay, go have fun!

Bye! See you later.

Let me be the first
to congratulate you

on a job well done.

Thanks, but, really,

it's all the students
and their finely-tuned ears.

Well, hey, you should
come teach my math class,

'cause major
listening problems there.

A miraculous show, Miss Brown!

Oh, thank you.

And Mr. Kennedy,
glad I caught you.

Father.

Hurling season
starts back this week,

and we are
in desperate need of a coach

for the boys' team.

Uh-huh.

And I know you're not Irish,

but a colleague
brought it to my attention

that you are partial to a bit
of hurling yourself.

Oh, I'm not--

I've never coached!

But we're sure you'd be great.

Well...

Okay, you two aren't gonna
let me say no, are you?

See? Your coaching instincts
are already kicking in.

So we can count on you?

Uh...

Game on?

Yeah. Uh, game on.

Magic!

I'll see you two
back at the school.

Whoa!

Lovely performance
as always, Miss Brown!

Hey. Uh, Gethsemane
just asked me to...

be the hurling coach.

- Really? You?
- Yeah.

Huh.

I haven't played much
since I won county,

back when I was a lad.

I believe your brother's
coming into town today.

Yes. Uh...

Actually, his ferry
is coming in right now.

Thank you both
for being here.

Thank you.

Bye

See you soon.

Hurling, huh?

Interesting.

Not only home
to Eamon and Orla McCarthy,

Dunmullach Harbor

was also the Titanic's last stop
on its maiden voyage.

Huh! That I didn't know.

Did you know it was built
up in Belfast?

That I did. 1910-ish?

You're good. 1909.

Now, if you look to your left,

you'll see our recently...

Your brother's
first trip to Ireland?

First trip anywhere,
since Dad passed.

Jackson took over
our family music store

and I guess he's been busy.

Hmm. He's a musician too?

Singer. Life of the party.

Kind of the center of attention
everywhere he goes.

Oh, and slightly competitive.

More competitive than you?

And even you!

So how have you been?

Eh, dead on arrival,

but apart from that,
outstanding.

So what brings you back now?

Well, they named a day
after me,

but, you know, I thought
it'd be rude to ghost them,

and I wanted to see
my new bestie.

I wasn't sure
if I was gonna see you again.

It's been months.

Is it?
Brutal time change.

Literally--
time doesn't exist up there.

Time is... a "here" thing.

G Major!

J Minor!

Ooh-hoo!

- Top of the mornin'.
- Same.

F.Y.I.--
we don't say that here.

Noted.

Wait, "we"?

Me, and, uh... other people.

Eamon McCarthy.
Welcome to McCarthy Days. Hey.

Right.
I'll, uh, show myself out.

- Eh.
- Thank you.

I can't believe
you finally made it!

Long trip?

Seven hours from Virginia,

two-hour ferry from Dublin,
what's that--

about, like, 3,415 miles?

But who's counting?

Once you meet everybody,
it'll be worth it.

This place looks great.

Oh, I can't wait
for you to see where I live,

it's beautiful.

Are we going
straight to your house?

Yeah... I'm back.

Harbor's quiet enough.

Ah, slipped in
without any questions.

When are we meeting?

This is unreal.

Come on.

Have I mentioned "wow" yet?

You might have,

but really,
all the action's at the pub,

but we will hit that after.

Your guest room's upstairs...

...a trail down
to the ocean out back.

Ireland, everywhere.

Please tell me
we're fishing while we're here.

Got it just for you,

as long as you don't
make a contest out of it.

Aren't you afraid
of a little rematch?

No, but you should be.

So how's Jen?

I'm... not sure.

It's been a while.

Oh.

Sorry.

But you know...
"plenty of fish in the sea."

Haven't quite gotten my line
back in the water.

A bit of home,
for your new home.

I found it,
cleaning out Dad's stuff.

Oh. Look at us.

Dad was the glue,
wasn't he?

Mm. Check out
the writing on the back.

"Leave some space in your heart
for the unimaginable."

That's so Dad.

It so is. And--

"Time to Go."

Apparently, he wrote it,
but never got it recorded.

Well, we should.

No.

No!

♪ Life is bound ♪

♪ To have its ups and downs ♪

♪ But there's no doubt ♪

♪ Anything you need ♪

♪ You know you can-- ♪

♪ ...count on me ♪

Well, we almost did it.

I haven't really
sang much lately.

Reminds me too much of him.

Is that weird?

There is no wrong way
to grieve.

It's only been a year.

Was kind of nice
not being upstaged for once.

Ouch.

You know I love ya.

And if he was here...

...he'd definitely make us
start the song over.

And when we'd complain,
he'd say, "Come on."

"What's the best
that could happen?"

Thank you for this, Siobhan.

If I hear anything,
I'll give you a call.

There they are! Hey!

This... is my kid brother.

35, and I'm still the kid.

Oh, and he's so cute!

Welcome to Ireland.

Thanks.

Hopefully, the, uh,
horror stories about me

haven't been
too incriminating.

All good things--

for the most part.

Easy, Siobhan.

Ah! What do we have here?

Jackson!

Jackson...

Inspector O'Reilly
and Griff Kennedy.

Great to finally meet you.

- Nice to meet you.
- Same.

I've heard a lot about you both.

Oh, really?
Which one of us more?

Funny guy!
But seriously, which one more?

Yeah, we need
to know which one.

Oh, shush!

Okay, drinks!
What're you having?

Ah, already got them?

Uh, actually--

- I got them all.
- What?

Round for the house--

on me!

Hey!

- So, uh...
- Cheers?

No, no, no, no.
Here, we say "sláinte."

Sláinte.

Mm! So what you got
planned while you're here?

Yeah, what do you have planned?

I love hearing you play.

Well, I miss being heard.

How's it going
with Jackson so far?

He's been here,
like, two minutes,

and he's already
more popular than I am.

No offense, but he's stealing
my McCarthy Day's thunder.

Welcome to my world.

Oh, amazing!

Is it like this every night?

Every night.

Speaking of which,
I have to get going.

But it's only 7:30.

I have to teach in the morning,
which is why you are staying.

We close up early on a Sunday,

so you've only got
two hours more.

Can I walk you out?

I'll allow it.

Have fun.

Behave!

- You too.
- Nice to meet you.

Lovely evening.

It's so peaceful.

"To clear the mind...

watch the skies,"
Dad always said.

Smart man.

Can I, uh, get you a ride home?

I'll walk, but thank you.

I can walk with you,
if you like!

Think you live
on the opposite side of town.

That's right. I do.

- Yes, you're right.
- Good night.

You're right about that.

Are you sure, yeah?

Yep. I'm good.

He's dreamy, isn't he?

Uh, was that a moment
there, between you?

- I'm sure it is.
- Bye!

Bye!

Ah, it's still happening,
is it?

I've ruined it, have I?

I'll see myself out.

Appreciate the pints.

I appreciate the hospitality.

That's some shiner there.

Well, every bit of damage
has a story behind it.

You, uh, you play?

Violin, yeah?

Well spotted.

This... is vintage.

Not for playing.

Vintage?

Can I... have a look?

I run a music shop
back in the States.

What are we talking about?

Fine. Just a quick peek.

Oh, wow!

This is a beautiful piece.

Say it's older than
the two of us put together.

Little water-damaged.

Like I said--

every bit of damage
has a story behind it,

but it should sell for enough
that I can retire off the coast.

Might buy myself
a castle up the road.

You're a local?

Yeah, been working abroad
for a few years.

It'd be nice to finally
settle down at home.

Welcome home.

Sláinte!

Sláinte.

So is there a place around here
to catch some music?

Well, my hotel across the way
has a piano player.

Other than that,

it gets
pretty quiet around here.

Ah, we're losing
another one early?

Yeah, lots of marking to do,

but there's always
tomorrow night.

Hey, if it's like this,

I'm there.

Mm-hmm.
Nice meeting you.

Nice to meet you too.
Good night.

Last man standing.

There a hotel across the road?

The guy forgot his bag.

Hotel Burke, yeah.

Burke...

Good evening, sir.
My apologies.

Just give me one minute, okay?
I'll be back.

Hey. Hey!

Call the police.

And talk to this gentleman,
Okay? Good.

Thanks for calling.

Can I talk to him quickly?

Sure, just stay in this area
and don't touch anything.

Hi.

You all right?
What happened?

I'm okay.

This guy left his bag
at the pub,

and I came to bring it back,

and then I found him there,
in the hallway.

The killer took off.

You saw the killer?

Seems like
I'm the only one who did.

Man or woman?

I couldn't really see
in the dark--

they were wearing
this kind of greyish parka,

and they had some type
of billy-club thing.

What else?

When I talked to him
in the pub,

he was selling
this pricey vintage violin.

I think the killer took it.

Did they see you?

Uh...

If the killer knows
you saw them,

it might not be safe for you.

Eamon, if you're listening,

I could really
use your help right now.

I may not be able to help,

but I might know someone
who can.

Briefed him
on the situation beforehand,

but don't know him entirely.

What's "not entirely"?

Like, not to the full extent.

I know what
"not entirely" means!

How do you know
he can help us?

Because

the man
your brother found dead...

is the same man who murdered me.

Captain MacLachlan.

I'm from Glasgow originally,

but I've been around here
for a few years.

Uh, Gessemmy?

"Gethsemane".

The Scots don't always
enunciate their T's.

Oi...

like the Irish
with their T-H's.

Fair comment. Ghost-five?

So... you're sure
the guy who killed you

was the same one
my brother found dead?

Aye. His name was Ray.

Eh...

I saw him sail into the harbor
this morning on my boat.

A few changes,

but I knew it was mine.

How did Ray get your boat?

Oh, it was a charter
from Cairnryan, Scotland,

to here.

He paid cash up front,

but it, uh, it felt a bit off
the whole time.

I knew
he had a bit of a past,

but he said
he turned everything around.

You didn't know him
before that?

I knew of him.

Ah, he was a local lad.

He said he'd been
traveling through Europe

for the last few years--

or so he said, anyway.

And why did he take your boat?

Oh, it stalled
just outside the harbor.

I heard him
talking to someone--

a buyer, I think--

trying to renegotiate a big deal
he had on an old violin.

That must be the same violin

Jackson
was talking about earlier.

Mm.

I heard him say
it was worth 1.3 mill,

and that's why
I alerted the Coast Guard,

and that's why he hit me
over the head

and dumped me in the harbor,

and I've been
stuck here ever since.

Hmph. Been there.

But Ray hasn't been
back here before today?

Mm. Not that I saw, no,

and there's no place
to dock around Dunmullach,

well, apart
from the harbor here.

Do you know
who he was selling to?

Oh, some bloke named Ross,
back then.

I-I'm sorry.

Uh, I-I was wondering.

I've been stuck here
for three months,

a-and I was just wondering...

do you think
you could get a message

to my daughter, Shannon,
for me?

Of course.

What do you want me to say?

Well, just tell her

that I wish I'd been
a better father to her

when her mother, Bonnie, died.

I could have
listened more, you know?

And then,
the worst part of all this

is that I never got
to say my last goodbye.

Well, I can tell you
from experience,

she's just as sad,
not getting to say hers.

Anything else?

Aye.

Tell her "I miss M'ulaidh."

M'ulaidh?

It'll mean something to her.

Okay.

Big breath in,
slow breath out.

Okay.

Now all I have to do
is find a killer's killer.

Assuming you're helping?

Mm. Dying to.

Sorry. Sounded wrong
as soon as I said it.

You're free to go.
I'll be in touch.

Now, walk me through
where you were,

when all this was going on.

When the power went out,

I went to check the breaker,
and it was smashed up.

Where's the breaker?

Out back,
near the service entrance.

And are there
any cameras in here?

There's cameras at the desk...

out front, out back--

there's none
at the service entrance,

so that once the power goes,
the cameras go down.

And was there
anything suspicious

when the power was on?

Earlier today,

a woman came in saying

that she was
Mr. Harrison's daughter.

Harrison is the victim?

Ray Harrison,

and she said she locked herself
out of the room,

wanted a key.

We asked her for I.D.

She couldn't give it to us,
so she left.

Okay. Let's have a look?

She knows
where the cameras are.

She's hiding her face.

Any better angles?

That's the best we have.

I've also never seen her before.

Oh, that's my Bonnie,
all right.

New paint job,

and the registration's
been scratched away,

but that's her.

"Registration"?

Did he have to check in
or something,

when he docked here?

Aye, well, he was supposed to,

but I didn't see
Pierce the Harbormaster around

when Ray arrived in,

and the quay
was mobbed with people.

Well, we'll have to check in
with the Harbormaster then.

Aye. Pierce is a good lad.

He doesn't have much
of a family,

but he's made
something of himself.

An excellent fisherman,
and, uh...

he's been a good friend
to Shannon since I...

well, since I've been gone.

Permission
to go aboard, Captain?

Permission granted.

Who was that?

I did not see their face.

Perhaps, uh...
an accomplice of Ray's?

Or his killer.

Ray Harrison
had quite the rap sheet--

mostly theft,

and a few years
before I got here.

Notice the serial numbers

have been
scratched off his gun.

And he was beat up.

The black eye would be
from earlier in the day,

but the cranial contusions
are more recent,

and likely
the cause of death.

Looks like he was hit
from behind.

Any idea
what he was hit with?

Shape of the bruising's similar
to the butt of a handgun,

but could be anything.

The interesting part--

I know you're not
talking to me,

but I'll bite--
what's interesting?

The interesting part

are three fresh scratches
on his upper back.

Something ripped
through his sweater into skin.

Well, if he was grabbed
from behind,

with a weapon,

or something sharp
the assailant was wearing...

Possibly.

And from the angle of the wound
and depth of cut,

whoever it was

would have been taller
than Ray.

All right, let's go
take a look in the bathroom.

Okay, so...

assailant cuts
the hotel power,

makes his way
up that tree out there,

wedges open the window,

gets the jump on Ray
coming into his room...

but why sneak in the window
and leave out the front door?

Maybe Ray wasn't
part of the plan at all.

Maybe this was
a robbery gone wrong.

I don't see a violin out there.

That's him.

Good morning.
You're the Harbormaster?

Pierce. What can I do for you?

There's a boat down there,
docked yesterday.

It belongs to a friend of mine.
Called The Bonnie?

Captain Mac's boat.

Aye, we've been fishing
plenty of times.

He'll know it.

Yes, but it arrived
with someone else.

Ray something?
Did he register?

No registrations yesterday,

but I took the ferry
out of the Isles midday,

stayed overnight,
so might've missed him.

If it's Captain Mac's boat,
we--

we need to alert the Gardaí.

Heading there next.

Looks like the killer ran out
the service entrance

and down the back lane.

Anyone get a look at him?

No, but there was
a woman in a hoodie

trying to get
into his room earlier.

- In a hoodie?
- Miss Brown!

Got it!

Mosquito season already?

Smooth.

My brother still here?

No, I sent him home at dawn,

but I'm guessing
you already knew that.

And I'd ask you
why you're here,

but I'm guessing
I already know that too.

I was just curious about
a captain that went missing.

Ever find him?

MacLachlan?
Not that I'm aware of.

Didn't his boat go missing too?

I just saw a similar one
in the marina...

unregistered,

and I heard Ray sailed in on,
by himself...

which means--

He... bought a similar boat.

Or stole it.

Okay, I'll go down
and check later.

Well, be careful.

A person in a hoodie

charged me on that boat
and took off running.

What?

Are you okay?

All good.

I heard a similar woman was
trying to get into Ray's room--

maybe...

the one who
Ray was selling a violin to.

This is where
you tell me to get off the case?

No, this is where
I get a couple of Gardaí

to watch your house.

If Jackson is the only witness
and the murderer knows this,

you're not safe--

either of ya.

Judging how
you're not going home,

I presume you're retracing
the killer's steps?

What, me?

No. Just like the scenic route.

Hmm.

Specifically,
the murder scene-ic route, huh?

Oh, strong.

Thanks. Pleased with that one.

- Good one.
- Yeah.

So what
are we looking for here?

Anything out of place.

Right.
Well, you're a teacher

talking to a strikingly handsome
dead man,

so everything's
a little out of place.

Jackson and the Captain
both said

Ray was trying to sell
a valuable violin.

Maybe if we find out
who he was selling to,

we might find out
who wants him dead.

There are some local galleries
that deal in vintage pieces.

What are we looking at?

A ripped industrial band
that's out of place.

Could be nothing, but--

"Nothing can always
be something," as they say.

I'll tell O'Reilly it's here.

So what did you learn?

Okay, out of all of them,

only one local gallery

deals with high-end artefacts
like that violin.

"Ealaín Gallery."

Proprietor Rosanna McCoy.

Huh! Little Roz McCoy?
Haven't seen her in decades.

Her dad, Finn,
used to own half this town.

"Rosanna."

Roz... Anna.

We believe that the buyer's
name is "Ross".

Maybe Ray was actually
speaking to... Roz.

"Ealaín Gallery
is my last chance to step out

from my father's shadow
to create my own legacy."

She has big shoes to fill.

Mm, just a little pressure
on herself.

Can we add murder
to that legacy?

So who's the hoodie suspect?

Roz's frame is similar,

maybe similar to the woman
from the hotel too.

Mm-hmm.
So both could be Roz.

The Harbormaster, Pierce...

his story of being on the Isles
when Ray was murdered

seemed like a cover.

Mm, you think
he's hiding something?

Why do you keep
looking into space,

like there's someone there?

What?

I don't know.

Um, maybe we both
need some sleep.

Agreed.

Well, if I didn't have to go
back for last period

and choir practice...

I'll focus on the sleep part.

Good idea.

He knows Dad had
the same supernatural gift,

so let's be careful about the--

I know, the whole
good cop/ghost cop thing--

I know, I know. It's just
he's upstaging me already,

and I think
he's probably taller than me.

I've lived in his shadow
my entire life.

You'll survive.

Any thoughts on Roz's motive?

Her dad, Finn,
fell on hard times--

had to sell out a load of stuff,
went bankrupt,

so maybe he was
Roz's gallery investor?

He pulled his money out...

she needed to stay afloat,
keep her legacy intact,

meets up with Ray and--

Gets the murder discount!

Don't forget
to study these compositions.

Next class,
we will be discussing

what makes these Baroque

versus Classical...

and don't forget
what I always say--

"if it's not Baroque,
don't fix it."

Yes.

Ah.

Hey!

Hey.

Headed to practice, Coach?

Uh-huh. First one's today.

Okay, so hurling...

...uh, is it more like baseball
or football?

I can explain the--

- Oh?
- ...the rules to you.

- Yeah!
- Yeah?

Please, yeah, yeah.

There's 15 players to a side.

They use this hurley

to hit a sliotar
between the goal posts--

over the crossbar
for one point,

under and past the goalkeeper
for three points.

So...
it's not like baseball?

No. Not like baseball.

You really know your stuff.

Ah, yeah,

but we'll see how good I am
at this coaching thing.

You are a great teacher.

I am sure
those skills will carry over.

And since I'm the one
who put you up for the job,

I'm guessing
if you need any help,

you know where to find me.

Thanks.

Okay, I gotta
get to this practice.

Good luck!

Welcome to Ealaín.

Do you have an appointment?

I don't, but I would love
a tour with Roz.

I've heard
a lot of great things.

Thank you. Roz.

Gethsemane.

Named after
the biblical garden?

You are the first
to ever know that,

and I love your place!

All yours?

First thing
that's just my thing.

So what is yours,
Gethsemane?

Anything music-related.

Abstracts are nice,

but something tangible.

Like sculpture?
Or installation?

Artefacts with a story
and a...

a little mystery.

I heard someone is selling
a rare violin in town.

They come by?

You must be talking about Ray.
I haven't seen him in years.

I was sorry to hear
of his passing.

Oh, I am so sorry!
Were you friends?

He worked here
for a bit, actually,

and no matter what you heard,
he was a nice guy.

I am so sorry for your loss.

I heard the violin
wasn't exactly his to sell,

but I'm okay with that,

so if there's anyone in town
that can track it down for me--

...money is not an issue.

I'll look into it myself
and let you know.

Hmm!

Says she hasn't
heard from Ray in years,

but I'm not sure I believe her.

And she said she'd find
a black-market violin, so--

So...

she knows who's selling,
or she took it herself.

Uh-huh.

So where to now?

So you're friends with my dad?

Have you, um...

heard from him?

Sort of.

I'm sorry
you have to hear it this way...

...but I'm hoping
you can keep a secret?

Okay. What is it?

I have this thing

where I talk to those
who've passed...

...like your dad.

My dad's... passed?

You don't have to believe,

but I promised him
I'd tell you.

I'm not sure what it means,
but...

he said for me to tell you...

he "misses M'ulaidh."

"My treasure."

How'd you know
he called me that?

Did Pierce tell you?

Your dad told me.

On his boat.

We're asking how she got
those cuts on her hands, right?

Shh--
...Shannon.

Are your hands okay?

Oh!

Fine. I just, um...

I just slipped doing some reno.

Reno?

On this place?

Before I sell it.

Can't really afford it
on my own now.

Ask her if she knows Ray.

Uh, this is a bit random,
but...

you know a Ray Harrison?

No.

Why?

No reason.

I hate to say it,

but she does have the same frame
as the hoodie suspect,

and Pierce
could've showed her the boat.

She assumed the worst
and went to Ray's room,

to confront him.

To the hotel?

Let's boogie.

You're sure this is not
the woman who tried

to get into Ray's room?

Positive.
I've never seen her before.

Sorry. I just gotta get that.

Shannon still could've
been here that night, though.

Agreed.

But with the power out...

it will be hard
for anyone to see anything.

Right.

Thanks. Thank you.

I noticed your laptop
and ring light.

Do you have a site where
I can see more performances?

- I teach music--
- Oh!

...and I would love
to show my students.

Oh, yeah, sorry, this is just
a livestream for my parents,

but I-I do
record music sometimes.

What was the song
that you were playing

while the power went out?

Let me see.

Maybe "Molly Malone".

That's not Roz.

Or Shannon.

So you think
this is MacLachlan's, yeah?

Yeah, some small changes,
but I'd say so.

Never thought I'd see it again.

Oh, yeah?
Why is that?

Oh, he'd never part with it,

so I figured
he went down with his ship.

Wouldn't sell it?

Never.

That blood?

Aye. And right
where Ray hit me.

You and me both.

- Thank you.
- Cheers.

Did you see it?

Specifically?

Power goes out,

suspect walks upstairs,

exits the same way.

Okay...

But when she exits,
she's not carrying a violin.

May be on a boat
looking for it?

And why does
she look so familiar?

Because we met her--

...Leading the walking tour.

Mm.

There's no way
my forehead's that big, is it?

That's more like a five-head.

I'm getting them to fix it.

Suppose there's a certain
"Picasso" feel to it, though.

He's teaching your dad and I
some painting

in exchange for music lessons.

Nice fella...
if a little abstract.

Found her.

Hello, Katie Collins.

That family crest--
she's Irish.

She's a T.A.
at a university in Belfast.

She teaches

Maritime Archaeology,
Shipwrecks, and Artefacts.

Hmm. A whole
"Indiana Jane" thing.

The dates
on these older pics are...

she was in Dunmullach
three months ago.

Around the time
the Captain was killed.

Who was where?

Jeepers!

Sorry.

Do you know
a "Katie Collins"?

No.

Although, she does look
a little familiar.

A little, how?

I think I might've seen her
on the docks in Cairnryan

before Ray and I
sailed over here.

Mm, I can't be sure, though.

Did you see her talking to him?

No...

but there is something
that I did see,

that I think
you should know about.

What's that?

After that inspector left,
Pierce was very nervous,

so I followed him
to his office.

What did you see?

Pierce...
with stacks of money,

and he was stuffing it
into his safe--

more money than
a harbormaster should have.

Do you think
he's involved somehow?

Well, it might be
worth looking into.

A ferry ticket.

He was on the Isles
when Ray died.

Then where's the money from?

Ahem.

Hey.

Hey!

I was just wondering...

where do I get
one of these bells?

So fun to ring.

Well, you're gonna have
to ask my ex on that.

Anything I can help you with?

Yes. Um...

Have you seen her before,
by chance?

Haven't talked to her,

but she's been around docks
here and there.

"Here and there,"

as in now,
and maybe three months ago?

Yeah, something like that.

Thanks.

So Kate has been
following Ray for a while,

which leads to the question--

Is she obsessed with Ray
or the violin?

We thinking
she's still in town?

Well, there's...
no pictures at the hotel.

Maybe she's staying
with family.

Or Bea's B&B by the Sea.

How'd you get that?

Clover design.
Recognize her work anywhere.

Odds Katie's still at the B&B?

- Run by Bea--
- ...By the sea.

- And possibly--
- ...Where we'll find Katie.

Think we just wrote
a limerick.

Well done, us.

Hello!

- Hi, Bea.
- Hi.

I'm the one who called.

I'm Katie's friend.

Oh, yes, yes.
Come on in.

Come on in. Yeah.

So...

you're a friend of Katie's?

Yes. Uh, we haven't
heard from her in a while,

so we were worried.

Well, she has been
safe and sound here.

That's a relief.

Um, I think she was here
a few months back as well.

About that.

Yeah, and you know,
she'll be back any second,

so you are more than welcome
to wait for her

in her room upstairs,

first door on the right.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Workout gear's
from a boxing gym.

Well... meaning?

If Katie's a trained fighter,

she could've easily
roughed up Ray.

Strong and smart.

Smart enough to plan a murder
and almost get away with it?

You're with Ray...

- or with Gardaí?
- Neither.

I'm a teacher, like you.

School I.D.'s
in my right pocket,

if you want to check.

My brother found Ray... dead.

I'm just trying
to figure this out

to keep him safe.

Listen...

I know

you're not a killer.

The cameras have you
at the hotel when he died.

Let me help.

How you tie into this
is how we untangle you.

Don't know why I have
my hands up in the first place.

I've been tracking the violin
for years.

A priceless antique.

How does it fall
into "maritime archaeology"?

Because it was recovered
from a sunk ship.

Hasn't been in my family's hands
for over a hundred years.

Different generations of us
have all tracked it.

It's not about money--

It's about family.

On the tour,

you said that the Titanic
was built in Belfast,

where you teach,

and then it stopped here
in 1909...

This violin
was from the Titanic?

The musicians who played
as the ship sank--

...one was
my great-great grandfather.

His violin
was recovered years later,

and has traded hands
on the Black Market ever since.

Ray being the last one
to have it.

I know the Black Market
is dangerous,

so I connected with Ray
and hired him to find it.

Paid some money up front,

and then he went silent,
stopped returning my calls,

so I went looking for him.

And followed him here.

Heard he was up-selling
to a woman he used to work for,

but--

But the Coast Guard
scared him off--

...And he went into hiding.

But I heard
he resurfaced around Cairnryan,

and I knew
his buyer was here.

Was Roz his only option?

The highest bidder,

and someone who he knew
wouldn't turn him in.

And with Roz's gallery

at the same place
as the Titanic's last stop,

it would have mystique,

so she could
sell it for even more.

When's the last time
you saw Ray?

He went to the gallery
earlier that day,

but left with the violin
and a black eye.

But why didn't Roz buy?

He up the price?

It might've been
the gun he pulled.

So, if he took her cash
and violin--

...That gives Roz reason

to go to the hotel
to get even.

I didn't see her there,

but when I went up to his room
to finally confront him,

someone else
was doing the same thing.

I heard a man inside, yelling,
"Put the gun down!"

Why didn't you call Gardaí?

I didn't want
to become a suspect,

and I knew if I said anything
about the violin,

it'd go into evidence
for years.

Well, your family
deserve to have it back.

When I find it,

none of you will ever
have to hear from me again.

I'm sorry your brother
was wrapped up in this.

Can I ask why,
all of a sudden,

you came into town?

Dad's shop closed down.

What?

No one's
buying instruments anymore,

and even fewer
are taking lessons.

He was too much in debt.

I have been burning through
all of my savings

just to try to keep it going,

but I had to sell.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

Everything that could be done
has been.

Losing Dad's shop is like
losing him all over again.

I'm sorry
that I messed it up.

It is not your fault.

I am so sorry
that happened to you.

I'll survive.

That's why I came out here.

Just needed to connect
with some family.

You're the most like him,
you know?

It's kind of like
he's here, in a way.

In reality,
I'm stuck between...

jobs,

between relationships,

between everything.

It feels like my line
is dead in the water.

You will get a bite.

I know it.

Hey, Shannon.

Any advice from a local?

Well, you're not gonna
catch anything with that hook.

Here.
Try one of my dad's trebles.

He, uh, made this himself.

What are we looking at?

A ripped industrial band
that's out of place.

Hey, what are
those black bands for?

Oh... heh.
Not a lot, at the moment.

Try this.

What?

Nothing...

just something that puts Shannon
near the scene of the crime.

You're gonna get me
in trouble.

I've been meaning to ask,

so what if anyone
finds out about me?

Growing up,

everyone looked
at my dad as weird

because of his gift.

When the neighborhood kids
found out,

I was odd by association.

Everyone kept their distance.

Mm-hmm, I hear you,
but Jackson's family, right?

I don't want to risk it.

Fair enough.

By the way,
when you two were fishing today,

I went down
to the Garda station.

And?

Coroner determined

that a chemical compound
on Ray's lip

turned out to be remnants
of lipstick, so...

"kiss of death,"
you might say.

Which means, presumably,
our killer is female.

Or...

just that he was intimate
with someone

around the time he died.

Could be Shannon, Katie.

He and Roz were friends
at one point.

Mm, maybe more
than just friends.

So maybe a crime
with passion.

Well done.

Thanks.

Loving your dad's piece,
by the way.

Come on, give it a go.

And...

♪ Life is bound to have ♪

♪ Its ups and downs ♪

♪ But there's no doubt ♪

♪ Anything you need ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ You can count on me ♪

♪ I'm by your side now ♪

♪ And always ♪

♪ I'm by your side now ♪

♪ And always ♪

Hey!

How was your first practice?

Uh, not so great.

Yeah, lots of enthusiasm,
but... yeah.

What was the problem?

I don't know
how to get them to...

play as a team,

to communicate
with each other.

Every kid's just running around
doing their own thing.

I'm a math teacher,

and that's
a pretty individual thing,

and I don't-- I don't know

if I even know
how to get them to--

How to turn your soloists
into an ensemble?

Yeah, if we're committing
to a music metaphor,

then, yeah, sure.

Maybe I can help.

What? How?

You stand here.

Okay.

Now...

give me that...

...and close your eyes.

Just... close your eyes.

Everything has a rhythm.

You...

just have to help your kids

find the same rhythm
as a team.

Okay?

Mm-hmm.

You can't see me...

and...

I can't see you,

but your ears
and your brain

are good
at judging distance.

You know where I am, 'kay?

But if you listen...

...the rhythm,

it'll tell you
exactly when to catch.

I hope so.

One, two, three, four...

one, two,
three, four...

one, two, three, four...

one, two, three,
four...

one, two, three, four...

one, two,
three, four...

one, two, three, f--

Huh?

I think this could be
very useful, yeah.

So...

take this to practice

and get your team
all on the same beat.

I'm gonna
owe you one after this.

Better get to practice, Coach.

Right.

Practice...

practice!

Thank you.

"One, two, three, four...

one, two, three, four."

It still feels like
there's something we're missing.

Hmm... like?

With the lipstick on Ray,

there's a possibility
of a crime of passion.

Yeah, but as you said,

that doesn't necessarily
make them the killer.

All other motives
pointed towards money, right?

True.

So, if not for revenge,

Shannon was
having money issues...

selling the Captain's house.

And Roz needed money
for her gallery.

And where did
all of Pierce's cash come from?

I know a lot of people
on the docks

have other stuff going on
to make ends meet.

The whole town is struggling--
not just Shannon and Roz.

So let's
check back in with Roz

and see if she found
the violin for us.

Maybe she'll slip up,
with a little more pressure.

Mm. I like it.

Ms. Brown.
Great to see you again.

Great to be back.

I was just wondering

if you had any luck
with the violin.

I'm still working on it,

though I do have other pieces
in the meantime.

Guessing, with Ray's passing,

it's harder to find?

I do hope
they find who did it.

Ah, apparently...

there was
an argument before he died.

Stealing from the gallery?

Yes, but what's past is past.

Business is doing just fine now.

Found some cash.

Yeah, good.

I'm telling you,
there were stacks of cash.

Where does the security guard
get a briefcase with millions?

That Doran fella

could definitely
take out Ray by himself.

Maybe he brought Roz the violin,
and she's already sold it.

There's no way to know
that cash came from the--

Business for Roz

definitely got better
without Ray around.

So are we thinking
Roz and Doran

are in on it
together?

I'll check in with O'Reilly.

Sorry to disturb you
off-shift.

You never disturb me...
per se.

Oh. Um...

I am here

because you don't want me
interfering with suspects.

But...?

Tea?

Ahem.

But...

I was passing by
the Ealaín Gallery

on my way home--
you know, just-- just perusing.

Oh, "perusing".

There's a word
you don't hear these days.

I'm bringing it back.

So I'm perusing...

and happened to see

maybe...

a few million dollars in cash
in Roz's office.

Can I interest
either of you lovelies

in the dinner specials?

We are okay for now.

I'll be back.

You were saying?

I get that people
still use cash,

but that much?

I looked up her security guy,
Doran Walsh,

and he's been--

...Arrested in the past

for theft, fraud,

and trafficking stolen goods,

just like Ray.

So, with the missing violin,

you think

that the two of them
killed Ray,

sold the violin--

not that we're talking
about the case, but--

You're good at this.

I do have my moments.

Did you know
that the Collins family

offered up a big reward
for the return of the violin?

So maybe
Roz and Doran collected it,

though...

Katie would know
about the reward too.

Maybe her motive
isn't just family.

Maybe... it's financial.

You're good at this.

I do have my moments.

This look familiar,
by chance?

Found it on the trail
the killer took off on.

Some kind of...
big rubber band?

Shannon had one too.

I haven't seen it before.

Chef had these left over.

Thought you might want them.

Enjoy!

Needless to say,

you should check out
what's going on at the gallery.

Also needless to say--

...Stay off the case?

I was gonna say
it was nice

almost not talking
about the case for once.

We should...
not talk about it more often.

We should.

What do you think
we'll get for that?

Two... perhaps three.

Really?

Seems like I have
a debt to settle.

Ha!

Metronome got the team on tempo?

Completely.

I think we might have a chance
against Munster next week.

Glad to hear it.

And, I was thinking...

since I now
officially owe you one--

"Officially."

Officially...

I'd like to pay you back
with dinner.

Hmm!

Where?

I was thinking...

homemade?

Music's your art--
cooking's mine.

How about tonight?

Sounds good.

All right.

Never got why Scots
spell "whiskey" without the "E".

Because we streamlined it,

the same way
we only distil it twice,

compared
to your three times.

But three times
is because we refine it.

"Refined."

Also forgot to ask--
what's your thing?

"Thing"?

While in limbo,

ghosts can't affect
the physical world,

except for one thing
of great importance to us.

Mine's piano keys.

What's yours?

Why don't you
try pushing the boat?

Okay, so it's not the boat.

What's going on?

Oh, i-it's Shannon.

She's on the boat,
below decks.

She hasn't left all night.

I was hoping
you could talk to her.

Of course.

Um, hey...

does this look familiar?

I saw it outside the hotel.
Shannon had one too.

Uh, black band, long...

oh, aye!

That's a shooting apparatus,

from a spear gun,
for fishing.

Oh, those bands break
quite frequently.

Any spearfisher
would have several of them.

Hey, everything okay?

The Garda left a complete mess.

Is there
any way I can help?

Did you really see my dad?

Tell her
I hate to see her so sad.

I just want her
to have a new life...

to make something
for herself.

Yes.

He says not
to see his passing as an end,

but a beginning...
of a new chapter--

the story of you.

That's much better
than the way I put it.

She's good.

Is there anything else
you'd like to say to him?

I don't know.

I've been thinking back...

to before Mum died.

I could barely walk,

but he always let me
steer the ship.

He taught me

the ocean was life.

One of the last things
he said before he left was,

"On a day
the wind is perfect--"

"...the sail
just needs to open,

and the world is full."

Tell him I love him.

You just did.

You all right, Shannon?

Yeah, I'm good.

Do you want to give me
a ride home?

Sure.

Um, before you go,

do any of these people
look familiar?

Um...

Pierce,
you know that guy, right?

Doran... something.

Yeah, I-I've caught him

without proper
fishing equipment permits,

but other than that,

I only know him
by reputation.

"Reputation"?

He's a fighter.

And now a suspect?

Not sure yet.

What about her?

Yeah, I've seen them
together down here.

Together...
like business partners?

More than that.

Were they here
the day Ray died?

I don't know.
I wasn't, myself.

Shannon?

Shannon was with me...

on the Isles.

You mentioned
Doran didn't have permits

for proper gear.

Was that gear
a spear gun, by chance?

I know people fish with them.

Yeah, it was.

How'd you know?

I saw him
with one the other day.

Ah. Okay.

Be careful around him.

Need a lift uptown?

I'm good, thanks.

I have a question.

Was Shannon cleaning up evidence
Gardaí might have missed?

You stole my question.

And Pierce
was definitely covering.

She wasn't on the Isles.

You could see it
in her eyes.

Not to mention the band
and spear gun connection.

Now my question--

If Roz and Doran are a couple,

and Ray has her lipstick
on his lips,

do we add jealousy
to Doran's motive?

You stole my question.

Ah-hah!

Now, I only saw
the bottom of it, but...

I'm pretty sure this is it.

So the killer had a weapon,

but didn't use it,

and Katie heard a voice say,
"Put the gun down."

Maybe Ray
was held at spearpoint?

Wow. How'd you figure
all that out?

I'll get it!
Your date, I presume?

It is not a date.

Don't be weird.

It's my job to be weird.

Jackson!
Good to see you.

Oh...

I think I overbought.

- Oh!
- Oh...

Nice catch.

I'm gonna go get some air...

give you two some space--
but I'll be back!

Okay, Dad.

Okay.
You've got some food game.

Thanks.

Mm.

It's been a while

since I've been able to...
make a proper meal for two.

Yeah. I know the feeling.

Your ex--
she still around?

No.

I followed her here,

and then I fell in love
with the place,

the people.

She eventually left,
and I just decided to stay.

I'm glad you did.

Me too.

What got you into math?

Pythagoras.

A-squared plus B-squared?

You got it.

I'm not sure
how I remember that.

Well, we remember
the important things.

You know, sometimes,
the little things too--

like how Pythagoras said

that there's geometry
in the strumming of strings,

music in
the spacing of spheres--

...that virtue...

is...

harmony.

The case!

It was Roz's lipstick.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no.

No, you keep doing
what you're doing.

I'll set the table.

You were saying--

right before
you ruined a perfect moment?

Maybe Roz killed Ray

before he could get back

the Black Market
business in town,

or Doran did it
out of jealousy--

either way, we've got
to stake out that gallery.

Something smells good!

Oh...

I like him.

Interesting.
A win for Team Griff.

Oh, shush, you two.

I mean... you.

I believed Dad.

I'll believe you too.

I knew it.

Have you seen Dad?

No.

But he's watching over us.

He's so proud.

I'm a little jealous

that he didn't
pass it down to me,

but I'm glad you got his gift.

Jackson...

meet Eamon McCarthy,

the late composer.

Pleasure.

Sorry!

Couldn't resist.

- Nice fellow.
- Mm-hmm.

What?

I felt someone watching
for a second.

All I'm seeing is him.

This is important.

I want to play this properly.

I don't want
any of this going wrong.

If this goes wrong,
we could lose millions.

Doran, it's under control.

They have nothing
that connects us with Ray.

You know that's not true.

It's only a matter of time

before they find
everything else.

So?

So we get rid of the cop, yeah?

And that lady
who brought him here.

- You can't do that.
- Let's get out of here.

That would not be possible
for you to be able to do that.

The coast is clear.

That was only
a little horrifying.

What's going on in
that beautiful mind of yours?

- Besides that death threat?
- Yeah, besides that.

If Roz went to meet Ray...

Doran's either protecting her

because she did
actually kill him,

or because he's in on it too,

and if Roz and Ray
had a past--

...And Doran's
a known fighter--

...probably where Ray's got
his black eye from.

Most importantly--

...they have
the violin in there.

Fairly incriminating.

Don't know what you're asking,
Inspector.

If I had seen Ray arrive
on the Captain's boat,

I would've called you
right away.

The Harbormaster has a duty

to register all boats

that moor here
in Dunmullach Harbor.

Now, you don't look like
the type of fella

to falter in those duties,

not without good reason.

So tell me--

how much money will we find
in that safe

if I were to get you
to open it for me right now?

The day he died...

Ray docked early.

Ah.

I was on my way out
to the Isles.

I hadn't seen the boat
he came in on--

I didn't know
it was the Captain's.

He offered me a stack of cash
to keep his ship off-record.

And so you took the cash?

But you've been paid to keep
people off the books before--

not just by Ray.

Who else?

Roz and Doran get shipments

that are not quite...

on the legal side of things.

For the gallery?

Would you be willing
to testify to this?

If you can testify
to these other crimes,

I'm pretty sure I can get
the judge to cut you a deal.

Whatever makes it right.

Hmm... so where are we now?

Roz and Doran still
at the top of the suspect list,

but the truth is,

any one of them
could have done it.

Hey!
-Gethsemane?

I got your message.

I'm already at the gallery.

Be careful.
They want us both gone.

Yeah, but if the violin
is where you said it is,

this ends now.

Inspector.

Ah!

I didn't do anything!

Those are
some very bruised knuckles.

Stay where you are.

Did you get in
a little fight lately, huh?

Is that what
you're here for, is it?

Stay where you are.

Get up, get up.

Sit down.

I'm more interested

in your payoffs

to bring in shipments
down at the marina.

No idea
what you're talking about.

Where's the violin?

Good question.

What violin?

The same one Ray had
when he came by

and you gave him
a black eye.

Now...

it's jail for assault

or for murder--

it's all in
your own very bruised hands,

so you make
the right choice...

for Roz.

Ray invited her
to his hotel room,

but she said
it wasn't anything romantic.

She went, came back,

and that's it--
ask her yourself!

She'll tell you the same thing.

Oh, Katie.

So where are we--

or, you...
with everything?

I know, this is your deal.

I don't know
if I'm overthinking

or under-thinking it.

So, maybe back to basics?

Motives?

Roz.

An artefact deal gone bad.

Doran?

A part of that deal,
or killing out of jealousy?

Pierce?

He wasn't in town...

but he's covering for Shannon,
who probably was,

and she needed cash
to save her house.

So Shannon's...
money or revenge.

What about Katie?

Definitely obsessed
with this violin,

either for family
or its value.

Well, her obsession
has paid off.

She's got the violin in hand.

What?

Oh, well,
I can't catch a fish,

let alone a killer.

That's your deal.
Go ahead, talk to piano man.

Piano man?
I'm a composer. Huh!

Okay, so for Katie,
it's about family,

about getting something back
that belongs to them,

even if there was a reward,

but still,
something isn't sitting right.

Like what?

Like the bigger picture.

The violin just being there
in the gallery was too easy.

We thought
Roz and Doran sold it,

but they didn't.

So why were they hiding it
back there?

Maybe they didn't think
you'd be back there,

snooping around.

Or maybe...

...it was planted!

By who? Why?

By someone
who knew we were close.

I can't see Katie
finally getting the violin

and giving it up.

She'd be on the first boat
out of town right now.

Exactly what she's doing.

I got it!

These treble hooks
really work.

Yep, that Captain's
a smart fella.

Got it!

Got what?

The bigger picture.

Where are you going?

Have to go see
a friend.

Inspector?

Listen to this--!

Captain! I figured it out.

I know
who killed your killer.

So do I, lassie,
and I'm sorry.

Don't you dare!

I know what you did, Pierce,
and so do the Gardaí.

What do you think you know?

- You lied.
- Down to the boat!

Go. Be quiet.

You were here
when Ray sailed in that day.

Maybe he even paid you

to keep
a stolen boat off the books.

Then you realized
it wasn't his...

it was the Captain's.

You wanted revenge,

so you followed him...

...eventually,
to the Hotel Burke,

waiting for your moment
to get him alone.

You cut the power,

so that you couldn't
show up on any cameras...

...and so that
Ray couldn't see you

waiting for him
when he comes back.

I didn't go for revenge,
I went for a confession,

and out of love for Shannon.

He had a gun.

He breaks free,

and the hooks in your pocket

leave the small marks
on his back.

Katie was outside,

and she heard
the altercation.

You turn the tables on Ray...

hitting him so hard
the spear gun band breaks.

So you run out the back exit...

...just as my brother arrived,

and so,
to cover your tracks,

you make it about the violin--

a deal gone bad.

And to steer
the investigation away from you,

you plant the violin
at the gallery.

That's a nice story,

but I wasn't even in town
when Ray died.

And I'd believe you,

if it weren't for
the ferry parking stub

in between your dash
and windshield.

But the time on the stub...

was an hour
after the ferry left.

Meaning?

After killing Ray...

you needed an alibi.

I'm guessing you bought
some passenger's ticket

as proof
you were on the Isles.

Time to go.

Why, Pierce?

Captain was the dad
a lot of us down here never had.

He didn't deserve
to go out like that.

Well, then, make it right

for him
and for Shannon.

I wish I could.

Stop!

Shannon!

What just happened?

I think the Captain
just found his one thing.

I'm sorry.

Are you really here?

I never left, M'ulaidh.

I've missed you.

And I've missed you the most...

but every time you smile,
that glint in your eye--

that's me.

And the way
you question everything,

that's me.

And the way
you look on every new day

as another chance
to chase down your dreams--

that's me.

You are me...

and I am you...

always know that.

Don't go.

Please.

Not everybody gets a chance
to say their last goodbye...

let's count our blessings.

Now we can cry.

Let's.

Make sure you take a look
at that photo album again.

Why is that?

Yeah, there was Dad
and the music and the piano,

but we were always
gathered around you.

It was nice getting
a second chance

to know you again,
J Minor.

You too, G Major.

Say goodbye
to piano man for me.

Don't know why I'm waving,
but it kind of feels right.

You want to catch
a hurling match?

I'm thinking Griff's team
could pull off a win.

Eh, I should probably
head back up,

but I was thinking
maybe you could...

keep my statue
just the way it is.

Oh, really?

Yeah, there's a certain beauty
in imperfection.

You're perfectly imperfect
and I love you for it.

Love you most.

And it was nice seeing Shannon
getting to say her goodbye.

It even gave me
a little closure.

Hmm.

On that note,

your dad wanted me to tell you

that the meaning of life
is to find your gift...

and the purpose of life
is to give it away.

And that gift is why
you were put here,

right here and right now,

and if you ever doubt yourself,

just ask...

"What's the best
that could happen?"

Until we meet again...

my friend.