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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 live stream 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 spear point?

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.