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I appreciate the offer. I mean, it's just not me.

All the best skippers never really go looking for it.

I'm thinking of moving back up home, to help my auntie look after my ma.

I thought you couldn't go live back there because of, like, a...threat?

Are you aware of this encrypted messaging app?

Yeah, of course we are. It's a nightmare. How so?

Hello, can you hear me? Coke stroke, domestic violence...

Driving offences, suicides.

All in the leafy green suburbs, behind high gates.

The app is using runners, kids.

Sandy! You've no right to stop me.

You a friend of Sandy's? This girl. I know her.

I was her social worker. You tell your people,

in the unlikely event of them finding a phone with the app still

running, that they seize it and they get it to me as quickly as possible.

Shane, you can't open someone's phone, it's illegal.

Clean up your mess. Then we'll talk.

Something's wrong. We need to check it out.

It's beautiful.

7-2 from Uniform, withdraw immediately. Over!

TYRES SQUEAL

That's a very big schoolbag.

Are you going somewhere?

Terrible news about Sandy.

You just never know what's going on with people.

I heard that the police were passing by when he jumped.

How you know that?

Ah, you...

Oh, well, you just hear things, you know?

Did he tell you where he was going, or...?

TRAIN PASSES

So, listen, I've been thinking.

There's a job in Dublin, in one of the clubs.

No, it's nothing like that.

Sure, you're getting too old for that sort of thing anyway.

It's front of house, hostess.

And Dublin's a proper city, you know. It's cosmopolitan.

You could have a nice life there.

Yeah?

Good.

Can I go?

Yeah. Of course you can go.

Hey.

Leave the bag.

What?

You cannot run, Lindsay.

That's a fool's game.

You have a good day at school, yeah?

Counselling?

Yeah, you both get six free sessions.

Six free sessions? That's amazing.

Sarge, I'm fine. I don't need counselling, but what I do need

is somebody to do something about Lindsay Singleton.

No. You don't need anything.

CID will speak to her at the home, along with a social worker.

Colouring-in department's on the case. That's class.

Stevie! Sandra, listen.

Whatever was going on with Sandy McKnight, she is obviously

mixed up in it too, and now he's dead.

You know, Lindsay could be in real danger.

Grace, this is literally not your job.

Now, we have you on a file day.

So get your statement into the system and send it upstairs.

Right. Fine!

Thank you.

Er, Stevie?

What the hell are you doing?

What?

You don't undermine another sergeant in front of the cons.

I've made you temporary skipper for a reason,

so act like one. But it's just...

It doesn't matter, Stevie. You don't do it.

Look, I'm not your boss any more.

You and I are in this together, starting today.

Yeah.

OK, I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Can you believe that?

She's just doing her job.

Sorry?

Well, there are rules, Grace. We have to stick to them.

Sorry.

BIRDS CRY

BELLS TOLL

Hey.

Hey!

You're going to be late.

Oh, shit!

Did Bea open that?

You're going to catch yer... What? Catch my death?

Jesus, Ma.

I asked her to open it.

I like the sea air.

It's baltic.

You know,

I'm so proud of you.

Ma, don't. I just want you to know that.

Would you stop talking like that?

Like what? Listen to me.

I'm not scared of it.

But I am. I know.

I know.

But you have to promise me,

you see, when it does happen...

..you're not to go buck daft.

What?

I know the kind of yer.

You could spend years in that wee head of yours.

I'd hate to think you'd waste all that time.

Do you know?

Don't go buck daft.

That's your advice?

You really are something else, do ye know that, Ma.

I know.

Aren't I?

Love you. Love you.

This is off the record.

Excuse me?

We were clear about that.

This is background or nothing. Your call.

Well, naturally I'm intrigued to hear the background of how a young

man ended up dead an hour after being released from police custody.

I'll need to speak to the officers involved.

No.

Chief Superintendent Robinson,

I think you misunderstand your powers here...

..and mine.

I'm afraid you'll have to take that up

with our colleagues at C3 Intelligence,

and also C1, Organised Crime.

SHE SCOFFS

Well, since we're off the record, let me ask you a question.

Do you take pleasure in sweeping things under the carpet,

or do you just look as if you do?

Inspector McNally.

I almost forgot.

We had a separate complaint, regarding last night's shift.

Pertaining to a serious breach of protocol by two of your officers.

Hopefully that's not classified.

I'll wait next door.

BAG ZIPS

No rush.

Tell me, Helen.

Do we have a discipline problem on your watch?

DOOR CLOSES

You took a risk with the runner.

We were gone before the cops knew what was happening.

And the girl?

We're going to move her to Dublin.

Work in one of the clubs.

Keep her close, that's the plan?

Donal, do you ever think about human nature?

About human nature?

Do you love anyone? What?

Is there someone you love?

Yeah.

Yeah. Me ma, me sisters.

If I pushed them off a roof...

..how would you feel about me?

You would feel two things.

Fear and hate.

But what would you feel more of?

She'll get you in the end.

The solicitor, he introduced you to his friends in Derry?

Uh-uh...

And you believe they are capable?

They already have a scout team in the city and they're ready to go.

OK.

Make the transfer.

They're going after the cops.

That's a big move.

The police are allocating significant intelligence resources.

But they're finite.

They can't fight on two fronts.

We can.

Shit, shit.

Annie. Sorry.

Hey. Where were you last night?

Home.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

All right, everyone.

So, first order of business.

We have a new Temporary Sergeant joining us today.

He's a very experienced con with 12 years in response,

and I'm told he makes an excellent cake.

Sergeant Neill.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Go on, Stevie!

Woo-woo!

Go on, Stevie!

All yours, skipper.

OK...

Err, folks...

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Oi! Oi, listen up!

Er, OK. Thank you.

Er, first of all, I didn't ask to do this.

Aye, right!

I was, er, bullied into it.

But look, seriously, I'll do the best I can to keep yous right.

And please don't forget, I know all the places we go to hide.

OK, Annie, Aisling you're on 7-0 today.

Fionn, Susan, 7-1.

Kev, Angus, you're 7-2.

Grace, you're file day.

Err... OK.

Stevie. "Sergeant".

Sorry. Sergeant.

Erm, what about us?

There is somebody here wants to have a word.

Ooh!

OK. Sharp eyes save lives.

Thank you.

APPLAUSE

So you've got calls here, and then available call signs here.

Obviously, Barney handles call allocation,

but the skipper has to be across it.

It's our job to basically make sure this whole thing doesn't

fall apart at the seams.

On a busy shift, this is four-dimensional chess.

Doesn't sound like much craic.

There's no craic here, my friend.

The skipper's office is a craic-free zone.

It's a craicuum.

A craicuum? Yep.

All right. Great.

OK.

Good luck, skipper. She's all yours.

I need to talk to Cruella.

RADIO: Blackthorn skipper from Uniform.

Two vehicle RTC, location is on the system.

Two vehicle RTC here on the Parhill Road.

Who's on 7-0? Annie and Aisling.

And we're off.

7-0 to Uniform, we are 15 minutes out.

Roger that.

So, you wanted to speak to two of my officers?

Yes.

Yes, we've had a complaint about Constable Bradley

and Constable Foster illegally accessing the personal information

of an unconscious hospital patient in their custody last night.

Constable Bradley?

Sergeant Cliff, if you'll excuse us.

BAG UNZIPS

This is a preliminary interview conducted at Blackthorn Station

with Constable Thomas Foster.

Shane?

Shane!

Well? Did you?

Tell me the truth. Yes.

For God's sake. We needed next of kin.

You find it some other way!

Did Tommy see you doing it?

Constable.

Did you access the phone? No.

I didn't.

Did you see Constable Bradley accessing the phone?

I'll need a verbal answer...

No.

I didn't.

I didn't see it.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Sergeant, we're in the middle of an interview here.

Yes, sorry. Erm, there's an urgent operational matter.

I need to borrow him for five minutes.

Yeah.

Sure, we can do that.

But before we do, let me...

Let me show you both something.

As you're probably aware, the hospital recently installed

CCTV in a bid to address antisocial behaviour.

When the complainant got in touch with us,

their solicitor asked to access the footage under GDPR.

Now...

So, just one more question, Constable,

before you head off on your important operational matter.

Are you aware that making a false statement to the police ombudsman

is a criminal offence?

SIRENS

7-0 to Uniform, we are about a minute out from that RTC site.

Roger that.

Right, left, straight through there.

OK. Should just...

Should be here....

Where?

Just here.

There!

Shit!

Shit, shit, shit.

Help, somebody help me, please.

Uniform, that's arrival. Roger that.

Bollocks. I can't move my legs.

You take it. Hit your emergency button.

Keep the line open, yeah?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Get me out of here. OK.

We're going to get you moved shortly, sir, all right?

My name is Annie, now just keep your head back for me there.

Aisling! Check for fire!

My leg. OK, sir. We're going to get that looked at very, very shortly.

All right? My leg's wrecked. Just need to fix your head first.

One second.

GROANING

Hey there. Hi there.

Hey. Hiya.

Hi there. I'm Aisling.

What's your name?

Cia...

OK. You're OK, what's your name?

Ciaran. Ciaran?

I'm going to stay here with you, all right? I'm not going anywhere.

I'm going to get you out really soon.

Just try and stay as still as you can.

Bobby, thank you. Just keep pressure on that wound.

We're going to have a look at that. Ooh.

I'm going to have a look at that leg, all right?

3-2 to 7-0, sitrep, over.

Just bear with me, Bobby. Thank you.

Yeah, we're at a three-way crossing, Stevie.

And it's a dangerous bend.

We're really exposed here. I have one injured but conscious.

Just...we need everything.

We need an air ambulance, we need two of everything.

Just send call signs, more call signs.

Paramedics, fire crews, just send them.

Fucking send them all, Stevie. Just send them all, please.

Barney, who do I call here?

Barney, who do I call?

Sorry, Stevie. Paramedics are six minutes away.

What about the other vehicle, Annie?

Aisling?!

Aisling.

Aisling, give me a sitrep.

Just give me a wee sec here...

Err... We've got one, he's conscious,

but he's trapped. Severe blood loss.

I can't move him.

It's... it's bad...

Stevie, it's really bad, there's a lot of blood.

Just talk to him.

Just keep him talking.

Hiya.

Hey.

We're going to get you out of here soon, OK?

Just waiting on more help there, all right?

Won't be long.

Tell him I'm sorry and I didn't mean to hit him.

Och, don't be worrying about that.

You're all right. You're going to be all right, we're here now.

I've got you, all right?

You're going to be grand.

You're going to be 100%.

Oh, Jesus. Sorry about this. Argh!

Jesus!

ON RADIO: Ciaran. Ciaran.

Stevie, we need help here.

I don't want to lose my leg.

You're not going to lose your leg, OK?

Connor, have you seen Sandra?

Shit.

Where are they? They're coming soon.

Jesus... They're on their way.

Stevie, where is everyone? There's no-one here!

Yeah, no, top priority.

I need them now. Stevie? Yeah, two crews.

Listen, I don't care. Just find them.

Stevie? Annie, I'm on it.

We're going to get you out of here as soon as possible.

You're fine.

Ciaran?

Come on, stay with me. Help's on the way, all right?

You're OK, you're OK...

Help's on the way.

I know, I know.

Look at me.

Annie?

Annie, I need to take the registration plate.

Uh...

Alpha, victor, yankee, five, zero, three, four.

And the second plate, please?

And, uh...

Alpha, golf, mike, eight, three, zero, five.

Oh, shit.

It's OK. Going to be all right. I'm going to stay here with you.

All right? I'm not going anywhere.

WEAKLY: I can't feel anything...

You're going to be fine, we're going to get you out.

No. Ciaran. Ciaran, don't be looking down there. I can't feel me leg...

Don't look down there.

No, no, you're grand. You're OK.

You're OK, Ciaran. Just look at me.

Look at me, Ciaran, OK? Look at me.

Just keep looking at me.

Just look at me. Look at me, all right?

Just keep looking at me.

You're going to be OK. Ciaran? Ciaran?

Come on, stay with me. Stay with me.

Annie, can you help her?

Negative, I have a casualty.

Come on, Sandra. Stay with me now. You're OK.

Come on.

RING TONE

PHONE RINGS

Hey, Stevie.

OK. All right, I'll be there in a sec.

Right, you tell that idiot to go in there,

and you tell him to tell the truth, OK?

Go on!

Everything all right?

No, Sarge. This RTC is bad.

Two casualties, one sounds critical.

Paramedics yet to arrive on scene.

Right, OK. Is that Barney? Yeah.

Hi, Barney, yeah, this is a priority one situation.

All right, where are we on other callsigns?

Fire?

How about paramedics?

And air support?

Yeah, OK, wait up.

Hey, Robbie. Listen, can you

let Control know we're going to need an air ambulance?

Yeah, incident number zero, one, niner, alpha.

Co-ordinates are on the system.

Cheers, bye.

Barney, can you tell the Royal trauma team to stand by? Thanks.

Did you run the plates?

That's what I was calling you about.

Shit. OK, so, Op Gulliver protocols, yeah?

Barney, listen, we've got a potential security threat.

The registered owner of the vehicle is an Op Gulliver nominal.

Name, John O'Boyle.

Notify C3 and let's get ARVs in play.

Look, mate, I'm sorry, all right?

I'm sorry.

Shane!

I know why you did it.

What?

You were trying to get workable intel, send it up the line to C3.

Get yourself back in the running for a transfer to intelligence.

You did it to get out of response.

Wise up.

You were being stupid and selfish, as usual.

Catch yourself on, mate.

Get to fuck!

THEY GRUNT

What the fuck... Stevie!

Stevie, deal with them two!

Enough! Enough.

Enough.

What yous playing at, huh?

He started it.

Just stay looking at me. I'm not going anywhere. Ciaran?

Ciaran, Ciaran... Ciaran? Come on, help's on the way, all right?

They're not going to be too long.

Just stay with me.

Uh...

Shall we...shall we say a prayer?

A prayer?

Yeah. Aye. Are you up for it?

Hail Mary...

Hail Mary, all right.

Come on. All right.

Hail Mary, full of Grace...

Full of Grace...

The Lord is with thee.

RADIO: Blessed art thou amongst women.

Blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Mother of God, pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour...

Oh...

Tell my mammy and daddy I love them.

No, Ciaran... You can tell them yourself.

Wise up, we're going to get you out of here, all right?

It's OK now.

It's OK...

No...

No, Ciaran... Ciaran?

Ciaran, stay with me, come on...

Come on, Ciaran.

DISTANT SIRENS WAIL

Ciaran...

Ciaran, come on, they're coming now.

Please, please, stay with me, Ciaran!

SHE WHIMPERS

Ciaran, they're here...

Ciaran, they're here!

SHE SOBS

Step back, please.

Step back and let me in.

That's it.

Come on, now. That's it.

HELICOPTER ROTOR WHIRS

You opened the phone?

Yeah.

And Constable Foster saw you doing so?

No point in saying otherwise. You have it on tape.

But he did try and stop me.

Several times.

So why did you open it?

Well, my sergeant thinks I did it because I'm lazy.

My partner thinks I did it to try and get a foot up the ladder.

That's not why I did it.

I did it...

..because I'm sick and tired.

Of what, exactly?

Of nice, respectable, middle-class people.

You know?

People who go to dinner parties and that.

They drink some wine and do a few wee lines, and they think,

"Ah, what we do doesn't really count.

"It's just good aul' craic."

Because for some reason, they think they're above the law.

And the real people driving all this shite, they're not the ones

out on the streets, buying shit gear. Not any more, anyway.

It's people who live in big houses behind nice tall gates.

Constable, I don't think we need to know that context.

No, no, you do.

You definitely do.

Cos, you see, you get to choose the context you see things in.

We don't.

Every day, every night now, we go into those houses,

and the coke makes everything worse.

Domestic violence, overdoses, fights, suicides.

Well, that's the next day usually.

Sunday's a big day for topping yourself.

OK, but... And it just keeps on coming.

And it's getting worse, and we can see that.

We know it's happening.

But nobody else cares.

Why is that?

I mean, you send details up the line, and...nothing.

Now, I don't know if you can imagine what that's like.

Just...

..cleaning up a mess.

When you know there must be some way to stop it,

but nobody up there gives a shit.

No-one.

And I think I know why.

Why?

Because those people are not the people we're expected to arrest.

RING TONE

Hello, is that Child Protection?

Yeah, it's Grace Ellis here from response.

I was just wondering if I could talk to a detective.

Yeah.

Yeah, I would say it was urgent.

Aodhan, this is crazy.

Ah, shut up.

They're sending 200 grand to a dissident republican organisation.

What for, Aodhan? What are they going to do?

That's none of your business.

I can't do this! Yeah, what choice do you have?

DOORBELL RINGS

How are you, George? Come in. Come in.

How you feeling? How's the ticker? You all right, yeah?

Yeah.

No more partying for you, my friend.

You are far too important for that.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

HE WHISTLES

Well, now, isn't this just fucking lovely?

Where's the missus, George?

She's erm...she's still on holidays.

So, you didn't even tell her what happened to you?

Would you mind getting on with it?

We need this to happen now.

Donal.

Don't do this.

Please.

Aodhan.

Are you starting to grow a conscience on me now?

Is that what's going on here, after all this time?

That's how people get in trouble around here, yeah?

Good man.

Now, they are going to get this immediately, yeah?

Because they want it immediately.

I could get struck off for this.

Well, you could get struck off for a lot of things, George.

What are you waiting for?

Listen, Donal, um...

..is there any way, like...?

Is there any way, maybe, that I could just, you know,

step away from this now?

You know, just-just leave it at that?

Just leave it at that?

Do you see that young one there?

What's her name?

It's Orla.

That's a lovely name.

You know, she reminds me of someone.

Who is it now?

Who is it that she reminds me of?

Oh, yeah!

It's that young girl you met in that club in Dublin.

What was her name again?

Lindsay.

That's it.

Lindsay, isn't it?

You know, George, I hope you don't mind me saying this,

but I watch that video of the two of you the odd time.

It's fierce stuff, George.

You're a bad man, George.

Yeah.

HE SCOFFS

Yeah, you really are.

Don't ever, ever again tell me what you want to do.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Boom.

I'm sorry. It's chaos here.

We seized a hard drive off a schoolteacher this morning.

MOUTH FULL: We're going through the contents.

It's, er... Yeah.

So, what can I do you for?

I was just wondering, if you'd read my report on Lindsay Singleton.

Er...read the email, not the report.

You were her social worker? Yeah...

Not many of us around.

Oh, right.

How long were you a social worker for? Eight years.

Yeah. So this, er...Lindsay?

Yeah, Lindsay. Lindsay Singleton. She's, um...

She's a resident at Lagan View Children's Home.

She's been associated with a drug dealer, Sandy McKnight.

HE LAUGHS

Wee Sandy?

I thought he'd be dead by now.

He is.

Oh.

Shit.

Yeah.

We arrested him, and then C1 took the case off us.

That evening, he falls off the roof of a building. Or he was pushed.

And you think Lindsay's wrapped up in it?

Yeah, I do. I think she knows what he was doing there,

who he was meeting, and I think you lot need to interview her.

Yeah, listen, the, er... the murder cops are upstairs, so...

I'm sorry?

Well, if it's a murder case, I-I can't...

She's a child. She needs protecting.

You know, I thought that the sign on your door

that says "child protection", that means that's what you do.

That's all I do.

What, you think this office is just messy?

Every one of those files is a young person.

Most of them in care. Every one of them being exploited.

See, the last two years, it's gone off the charts.

They go missing, they come back a few days later,

sometimes with bruises.

They skip curfew, they're caught with drugs,

released because they're underage,

and they turn up on buses and trains from Dublin.

And here's the thing - they never, ever talk. Ever.

Do you often walk into someone's office

and accuse them of negligence?

Or am I just special?

Sorry, 3-2, go ahead.

How are we looking, Barney? Getting it tight, mate.

We need to get that death message out of the way

and get at least two more callsigns out there.

On it, Barn.

You OK?

Listen...

..the young lad who died, his dad has dissident republican links.

Senior player in Belfast. He's going to be hostile to police.

The family lives in Carrick View. We have five, ten minutes in there.

Five minutes?

To tell someone that their son's dead?

Aisling, that's all we have. I'm sorry.

Where have you been?

I was just making some checks on the McKnight case.

OK. With me.

Tommy, you're with Grace on 7-4.

I need you to cover 7-0 on a death message in Carrick View.

Keep your eyes open, yeah?

You all right?

Not really, no. You?

Not really, no.

RADIO CHIRPS 3-2 to Uniform. Go ahead, 3-2.

Barney, that's two call signs on their way to Carrick View.

As soon as they're done, we'll get them back on the ground, OK?

Roger that, Stevie.

You all right? Yeah.

So this is it?

What, skippering?

Yeah, mate. This is it.

HE SIGHS

DOORBELL

Fuck me.

Tinder's not what it used to be.

There's a kid dead because of me.

Just the one?

I'm being serious! So am I.

This McKnight kid.

I told them that I was worried,

that the peelers had C1 onto him.

I thought...

I thought they were just going to talk to him.

And?

They asked to meet him. He, er...

He went off the roof.

This isn't how it used to be, Tina.

Is it not?

James had touts kneecapped. Worse.

No, no, this is different. These...

These people are out of control.

Did someone put a therapist's sign outside my front gate?

Aodhan, why are you here?

They're sending money to Carvel in Derry.

A lot of money.

The dissidents, Tina.

They're going to take out a peeler. Maybe more than one.

Why would they do that?

Throwing sand. What?

Put the peelers on the back foot, get them going after republicans -

takes the heat off them.

It's smart.

Tina, I know they paid you a lot of money to step aside.

Yeah, and I know they paid you a lot of money to step inside.

This is madness!

What next? Huh?

They...they take out a loyalist, a republican?

They could start the war again. You have to stop them.

I'm not fuckin' Trocaire, Aodhan.

I don't go round trying to make the world a better place.

You handed this town over to them...

..on a plate.

I just hope someday soon you don't regret that.

Uniform from 7-4.

That's us entering Carrick View, over.

RADIO: Uniform to 7-4, received.

It's that one there.

RADIO CHIRPS Uniform from 7-4. That's arrival.

7-4 from Uniform, received.

7-4 from 3-2. How's it looking? Any interest?

No, it's quie...

Well, it's empty.

It's completely empty.

KNOCKING

Madam, my name is Constable Byrne.

What do yous want?

Could you...?

HE SPEAKS IN IRISH

Sir, you don't need a solicitor.

Don't tell me what I need.

Sir, madam, could you confirm for me

that you're the parents of Ciaran O'Boyle?

PHONE ALERT

I need all callsigns to RTB immediately.

What? Return to base.

We have an imminent and credible threat.

Who's out there, and where are they?

Guv, we just sent two callsigns to Carrick View.

Er...Grace, what's the situation?

Is anyone gathering?

No.

There's nobody here at all.

Anywhere.

Get them out of there.

7-0 from 3-2, please be advised we need you to withdraw immediately.

Mr and Mrs O'Boyle, I'm...I'm so sorry,

but your son was involved in an accident earlier today

on the Parhill Road. It was a two-car collision.

RADIO: 7-0, do you copy?

Sorry, two seconds. Sorry.

Say that again. We need you out of there now, over.

JOHN: This isn't true. Can't be happening. That wasn't him.

QUIETLY: Shit.

Shouldn't they be out by now?

Yeah.

VEHICLE APPROACHES

What's that all about?

RADIO CHIRPS

Uniform from 7-4,

we've got some suspicious behaviour from a white Transit van.

I couldn't see the registration, over.

7-4 from Uniform, received.

I'm so sorry. No! It's not him.

RADIO: 7-2. Suspect white van outside.

Leave the premises immediately. You got the wrong person.

You did - you got the wrong person! Aisling, we need to go.

It's not him. He was here. He was here this morning.

Get the fuck out! It's not Ciaran! It's not my boy. It's not our boy.

7-0, do you copy? It's a mistake. It's not Ciaran.

Aisling. It's not my Ciaran.

Here, I'm going to give him a ring.

ROISIN: It's not... it's not my baby boy.

Come on, pick up. Pick up.

LINE RINGS

Pick up. I'm so sorry. Pick up. I know it's not. Pick up.

Sir, I'm sorry. Come on, pick up. I'm so sorry.

Pick up, Ciaran.

LINE CONTINUES RINGING

It was him. It was...

Come on, pick up. Pick up. Come on. Please, pick up. It was Ciaran.

It was your son. It was Ciaran. I was with him when he died.

No! Please!

Not my baby! Please! Say it wasn't my baby!

VOICEMAIL: Yo, it's Ciaran. Leave a message.

No! Not my baby! Please!

VOICEMAIL BEEPS

Not my baby! Please!

Say it wasn't my baby!

No! Tell me it wasn't my baby boy!

What are they doing? Why are they not leaving?

Please! Tell me...

Please tell me it...

I'm so sorry.

Please tell me... Aisling. Aisling.

He was right here this morning.

Tell me what happened. What happened? Please!

Please, tell me! I'm sorry, I am sorry, he was...

He was calm. He said that he loved yous both.

No! Please no! My baby! I'm so sorry.

VEHICLE APPROACHES

Shit.

Shit! Shit!

RADIO CHIRPS

OK, that white van's stopped, it's watching us,

and it's blocking our exit. Over.

7-4, roger. How many occupants? Over.

OK, Tommy, you need to get them out! What?!

Just fucking go in and get them out, OK?

GUN COCKS

7-0 from Uniform, extract immediately!

I repeat - extract immediately! Over!

Aisling! Annie! We need to go! Please tell me...

Aisling, we need to go now.

There's a threat outside. Two men outside in a white van!

We need to leave right now! Tommy! Let's go!

Stop! Stop. Just wait there! Wait there.

ROISIN: Someone please help!

Wait there!

Get back in the house!

Get back in the fucking house, sir!

Sir, I said get back in the house, now!

Do not approach that van!

Yous are from Derry? Aye.

Carvel's men?

On an operation?

Go.

Go, go, go, go! Get in the car!

Not today. What?

You're told.

Not today.

Go! Go! Go!

TYRES SCREECH

HE SOBS

OK, thanks, Barney.

Yeah, all call signs are RTB. Cheers.

So what do we do now?

Well, just as of this moment,

I've got TSGs responding to Article 2 calls only.

Threat level's too high for anything else.

So all this stuff...

A city without cops, more or less.

Let's see how that works out.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Do you have everything you need?

Yeah. Mm.

How would you like me to proceed?

DOOR CLOSES

Look, I don't have any choice in this.

I need to start a full investigation.

Into both of them?

Well, Constable Foster, he saw it happening -

he didn't report it. So there's nothing I can do.

Are you recommending suspension?

No. Let them work.

And how long's it going to take?

The initial investigation?

It'll be a few weeks.

Constable Bradley needs to hand over his personal handset

and delete all data from other devices.

That's evidence that can be used at the tribunal.

But, look, if it doesn't go their way...

..it will be dismissal.

Well, it's not going to go their way, is it?

I mean, you already know what happened.

SHE SIGHS

I'm sorry.

DOOR OPENS

I'm sure you are.

SANDRA SIGHS

Shit!

DOOR CLOSES

HE SIGHS

OK, so as soon as we get the threat assessment done,

we will be getting back out there.

We'll still be doing our jobs, just with a little more caution,

and a little more vigilance.

Sharp eyes save lives.

Sergeant Neill?

Er...

Yeah, look, this is shite.

MURMUR OF LAUGHTER

Really shite. It's going to require a very big bucket.

OFFICERS LAUGH

Er...but we will catch this shite...in our bucket...

..and dispose of it hygienically.

THEY LAUGH

Thank you.

Thank you, Sergeant Neill. That was...

..inspirational.

We need to get a bucket.

CHATTER

WHISPERING: Too much? Nah.

A dissident threat?

Where did that come from?

Curveball. Took us all by surprise.

I was asked this morning by the Police Ombudsman

to give a full account of what happened with Sandy McKnight -

who met him, what was said. And did you?

No, because your department have her tied up in knots.

So what happened?

I can't really say. Colly!

I pitched him.

Jesus. Soft. They couldn't have known that.

But they killed him? There's no forensics at that mill.

Not a hair, not a fucking scuff mark.

No CCTV. Multiple entrances and exits.

We're probably going to end up marking this up as a suicide.

Oh, God. And you're right - they did kill that wee lad.

Are you OK?

I want you to come in.

Come in where?

Round the table. Full access. We need to be joined up on this.

You're going to have to go through Developed Vetting.

No. That's you, Colly.

That's not me.

You're playing me. What? You're fucking playing me,

cos you always thought I chose the wrong path,

and you always have to be right in the end.

I am not you, Colly. I don't want to be you!

Just tell me what I need to know so I can look after my people.

You sit round the table...

..and I'll tell you everything.

11 o'clock tomorrow morning.

First floor conference room, C3.

Her name's Sammi. Don't make anything up.

Don't prevaricate.

If it goes well, we can talk.

Oh, Stevie, um...I need you to cover here for a few more hours.

John's called in sick and... Sandra, are you serious?

Good one.

SANDRA CHUCKLES

Look, you got this.

Didn't feel like it.

Well, it won't.

Not for a while. But...you'll get there.

Cheers.

See you tomorrow, skipper!

Do you want to talk about it?

Why did you...?

What?

You know...

Pray?

Well, I mean, you can take the girl out of the convent...

Everybody heard, then, aye?

It was an open channel.

It was like...

..he went somewhere.

Like he went somewhere else.

I mean, I've seen bodies before,

after it's happened.

Not WHEN it happens.

That must have been awful.

It wasn't. It was actually...

It was kind of beautiful.

I think it must mean we have a soul.

DOOR OPENS

Hey. Hey.

Do you want some? There's loads.

Er...I'm going to bounce here, so...

Where are you going?

To my ma's.

Right, see yous later.

Annie.

You can't go there.

It's not safe.

Not you as well. Yes, me as well.

There's an imminent threat against all police officers.

Tommy, I'm going, OK?

I'm going.

Annie? What?

This is not good.

It was bad. So what should I do?

Just be there.

Listen, Annie, be careful. OK?

You know me.

BIRDSONG

RADIO: Good morning and welcome to the programme.

The headlines on Tuesday the 7th of October.

HE HUMS

The man who died in yesterday's road traffic collision

on the outskirts of Belfast has been named

as 18-year-old Ciaran O'Doyle from West Belfast.

The accident...

KEYS JINGLE

Where is my...?

Ahem-hem.

Ah. Mm-hm. Right. Yeah.

Senior moment? Piss off.

There's a coffee on the island. Ah.

How's your day looking?

Hmm.

A series of meetings I don't want to have,

with people I don't want to see.

Well, I'm going for a swim in the sea, get some lunch,

and I might have a browse around the book shop.

I'm not going to retire, Richard.

Not yet.

There's more to do.

Is there, though? Yeah.

See you later.

HE CHUCKLES

SHE SIGHS

Bollocks.

HE CHUCKLES

Your dotage has well and truly begun.

Ah, it started a long time ago.

Just think about it.

What?

The future.

SHE SCOFFS