All language subtitles for Harry Wild 05x06 gépivexa

few proposals. What's a few?

Five or six. Five or six?

Eight. Only three of those were Charlie's father and I didn't believe him after

the first one. Why not? Well, I was pregnant.

He proposed and I accepted and I never saw him again for six years.

The second time he proposed he was already married to someone else.

That's awkward. Oh, you have no idea. You know, we bumped into each other in Paris.

I was there on a conference. He was there on his honeymoon.

He proposed to you when he was on his honeymoon.

Sucker for romance was his excuse.

And the third? Oh, I didn't bother trying to find out.

I just saw him to piss off. What about you?

Not nearly as interesting. Just once, either her, she said yes. Oh. Yeah. Well, what happened?

Where is she now?

She passed. So sorry.

How long ago? I don't like to talk about it.

I mean, that's what people do in their relationship.

They talk. Is that what we are in a relationship? I'm not sure.

Getting that? I will.

It's... I'm just not quite ready. It's a difficult subject for me. Please just bear with me.

You know, I'm used to doing everything my own way. I don't rely on anyone.

And I love a strong woman. But I also believe in equality. Can you do that? Can you see me as

equal? Every man I've ever been fond of has let me down.

Are you sure there's nothing I need to know?

Fergus says he's got something to show me.

I should keep going anyway? Mustn't keep the dead waiting. To

doubt what? I passed my test. You bought this monstrosity? Hey, she's not a monstrosity.

She's practical. Oh, really, Fergus? You're 20 years old. You're not meant to be practical.

Get in. I'll take you for a spin. Absolutely. Get in, young lady.

Isn't she a beauty? Smells like fish in here. It does not. Does it?

Yeah. Right? Well, I'll give her a good clean and I'll buy an air freshener.

Yeah. Bye, Lance. I need your help.

With what?

I'm in trouble. Dear,

here at the dark lake. What are the sounds of things? That's what got you here.

I don't know. You've been drinking every day since you found out about Ma and Happy.

Are you sure he's dead?

No, dear. Whose house is it? No idea. I don't remember how I got there.

I don't remember being happy. I don't remember anything.

I don't know if I killed him. Of course you

didn't. Look, you're a lot of things, Dad, but a killer's not one of them.

I don't know about that, Ferg. I thought about killing Happy many,

many times since I found out about him in your mouth. Snapped.

Don't be daft, all right? Look, we can talk about this later.

Right now, time is not on our side. It won't be long before the guards get involved,

and it'd be good if we found out what actually happened before then.

Agreed. Look, Dad, you'll need to lay low for a while.

Charlie! What's he doing here? I don't know. I wasn't expecting him.

I'll keep him busy. You need to sneak your father out of here. The goose. Take him to the goose.

Glenn will hide him. I'll see you there.

Okay, we'll take my car. The one that smells a fish. Hurry!

What took you so long? I don't just wait by the front door all day, you know,

just in the off chance if someone's going to pop by.

What are you doing here? We don't have a case

on. Coal case. Back when I was a detective,

these are some of the ones that got away. Thought we could take a look. Sam?

I mean, this is a pig pox.

Did you solve any crimes? You're hilarious, Mother. You should do stand-up.

I suppose. Glenn, I'm

trying to wake you. I'm trying to wake the dead.

Well, you probably are with all that bloody racket.

God, what are you wearing? It's a housecoat.

Bet you've got it for me. Pretty bloody gorgeous, you see. Well, what's the emergency?

I murdered Happy. Jeez, stop. You stop saying that, all right? You did not murder Happy.

Hang on. Happy's dead. Look, I need you to hide him, okay?

Harry and I need to find out what's actually happened before the guards get involved.

Can you do that? You can rely on me, but between us,

you definitely didn't kill him, right? Glenn! I'm not worried for myself.

It's just my physical safety I'm concerned about.

What? Here? No. She

went off with Conceptor to Tenerife on a swingers' retreat. That's what I thought, too.

But apparently, it's literal swinging on actual swings. Why? I don't know. It's all the rage.

Gwyneth Paltrow swears by it, apparently. Okay, look, it doesn't matter.

I just need you to keep him hidden. Don't let him leave, and don't let him drink. Oh, all right.

Very sensible to keep him in a pub, then.

Dad, I need you to swear to me, okay? I need you sober, do you understand?

I promise, sir. Good man. Thank you, Glenn. I owe you.

I'll make a note. Right, let's get you cleaned up.

I've got a safari suit that goes with this housecoat.

You know how I felt about Happy, but I'm kind of sad he's dead.

Shit, I just thought of something. My mum doesn't know about this yet. One problem at a time.

Careful, you don't touch anything.

Malky's fingerprints are going to be all over that.

Well, we can't wipe it or take it away. It's committing a crime.

Look, I can't just stand by and watch my dad get blamed for something he didn't

do. I don't think you did it either. But we don't know that for sure yet.

There's no way, Harry. No way. My dad's jacket.

There might be a clue in there as to where he was last night.

Well, if we could retrace the steps, we could work out how he got here.

Toolant. It's his local bookie. He's in there all the time.

Doesn't mean he was in there yesterday, though.

We've got hundreds of these around the house.

Well, it won't hurt to check it out.

Nothing. Oh, hold on. There's a hole in the lining. Laughing goat.

It's as rough as anything pub over in Finglas.

The receipts dated for yesterday evening. He was there then. Hmm. What?

Nothing. Your father just doesn't strike me.

He's the sort of person that keeps receipts.

Maybe he just shoved it in his pocket and forgot about it.

Surprised there weren't more.

Carter, open up, please.

Oh, they don't find us yet. Next

one's base. Body found. Mail.

Well, the tip was on the money. That's happy old Halloran, all right.

It'll be a long list of people who want to get rid of him. Right, let's get crime scene in here.

It's like someone wants your father caught.

Someone's trying to set him up.

You

two lost? Pat around? Pat tooling. He's not been around for years.

He lost this place in a bet to my dad. We just kept the name so as not to confuse the regulars.

They're easily confused.

So you run this place?

Me and my dad do, yeah. Though, mostly me.

He spends half the year in Spain for his lumbago. I'm Donna. What can I help you with?

Do you know Malky Reid?

Of course. Everyone knows Malky. I haven't seen him today, though. He might be in later.

Depends on if he's got any money or not. Was he in yesterday? Yeah. In the afternoon.

Placed a couple of bets on some races. Lost, as usual.

And got chatting to a fella and they left.

This fella? Someone you know? Someone who's been around? Oh, yeah.

Everyone around here knows him. Happy O'Halloran. That lounge rack.

Half my customers owe money. Do you think you mean they still owe money? We'd heard he retired.

Happy? Retire? Not on your Nelly. We'd be out of business if Happy quit.

Five on number seven, please.

Happy told my ma that he turned his back on his criminal ways. He lied to her.

So, Happy and Malky talked and then they left. That's it. Nothing else?

Not really. I mean, they might have had a couple of crosswords.

I couldn't really hear what all the noise. Something about Happy lying to someone.

Malky did seem quite cross. Which is unlike him. Thanks for your time. No problem.

It's me, Donna. Yeah, two people were just in there asking about Malky Reed.

It's time you told them exactly what you told me to say.

Well, this place looks

fun.

Afternoon. What can I get you? Oh, you look like a cider man, am I right?

No, not really.

Yeah, you will be. You mark my words. I've been at this game 30 years.

I can tell you anyone's poisoned the choice. It's a gift.

What's mine?

It's simple. Gin and orange. Just the one, though. Not a big drinker.

It's like you knows you, Harry. Yeah, it's very impressive. But today's not a drinking day.

I'm looking for information. Do you happen to know someone called Malky Reed?

Malky? Yeah, of course. One of my best customers. Very hard to do with him, though.

As long as it's wet, he's not complaining. Apart from water, that is. Has he been in recently?

Oh, yeah. He was in last night. Was he with anyone? He was. That's what happens.

Was it Happy O'Halloran?

Happy? No. I haven't seen him recently.

Yes, and the book is in the afternoon.

That means that he and Happy must have parted ways at some time.

Yeah.

Do you know the person Malky was with? Yeah, of course.

It was Lenny. Who's Lenny? Len!

I know him. He works with Happy. Where's your dad?

Well, we're looking for him ourselves. He's AWOL.

He's AWOL?

Missing.

Well, you can help us find him.

No.

Oh. The guards!

I don't think so.

I got it. I got it.

You want your guard as well, pal?

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Chief Superintendent, there's nothing going on here.

Not Chief Superintendent anymore. How do you do that? I've been a guard for 20-odd years.

You don't think they teach us how to protect ourselves?

That was liberating.

What are you doing here?

Looking out for you two gobshites. No one comes to this pub through choice.

Well, how did you find us here?

The tracker on your phones. What tracker? The ones I installed.

I left the post-it with the details on your desks at the office.

What office? Our office! Oh, yeah. I forgot about that place. Okay, look. What happened?

Jean-Claude Van Weyl here.

I've been called worse. And by you, Mother. Where's your dad? I heard from Vicky what happened.

We are not turning him in. Good. You're right not to. What?

With these two looking firm, he won't last an hour in a cell.

Well, aren't you full of surprises today?

We're trying to trace his movements yesterday.

No, that's not the right approach. Malky was so obviously set up as a fall guy.

It would be my guess he's probably largely irrelevant beyond that.

We need to know who would have wanted Happy dead.

And how do we find that out?

Let's ask these two. As for Malky, as long as he says he's hidden,

he should be safe until we can work this out.

We're going to have a nice chat somewhere quiet.

Do you really think that Malky is capable of killing Happy? That seems unlikely.

But still, we find them, we'll ask them.

That's a lot of loyalty to your employer. I went to school with Happy.

Happy. He was more than just my employer.

And he'd do the same for us. Who wanted Happy dead? No one.

Oh, seems unlikely. Okay, let me rephrase that question. Who profits from Happy's death?

No one. He was out, wasn't he? Out of the game, out of the business. He was out. Of everything.

He gave your ma'am his word.

Oh, Happy's word?

No. Happy was a lot of things, but he wasn't dishonest. Well, not that sort of dishonest.

Look, if he gave his word, he meant it. Look, he was out of everything. Including loan shark.

We took over the shark.

So you were paying him a percentage, a fee?

Nothing. He cut toys completely.

Well, this doesn't jive with what the woman at the bookie said. Why would she lie to us?

Let's go ask her. I don't want to see you two again. Forget all about Malky. You hear me?

Now what? We doing what he said?

You heard the man. Not a chief superintendent anymore. Can't tell us what to do.

And besides, like you said, Happy would do it for us.

All right, Malky. We'll just want a lunch. I'll get on a bloody vegan.

Malky! F***er!

You're tearing the life out of me. What's going on? Why do you smell like Glenn?

I need to talk with you. So, Fergus?

Liberty? No, they're 100%.

It's nothing to do with them. Okay. So, tell me what's that? Tea. We need a cup of tea.

Well, suppose you've seen Malky Reid around, have you? Not recently. Why? You lost him?

No, no, no. Just temporarily misplaced him.

Yeah, I'm checking all his usual haunts.

So, where else would he be, Glenn?

Pretty much any pub in Dublin. Although he did give his word. Maybe he went to Paula's.

Might have wanted her to hear it from him first. I mean, nothing.

Word of the voice, Glenn. I'd stop looking for Malky if I was you. Yeah? Why's that then?

Because we're looking for him too.

And when we find him, we plan to take him up to Uncuylox Hollow and bury him in a shallow grave.

And whoever's with him.

I remember now. Oh? He told me he was going to get the train to Belfast. Belfast.

How could I forget that? Yeah. Oh, they leave from Connolly Station, don't they?

You'd want to hurry.

We'll do that, Glenn.

Thanks, lads. Bagger.

I don't know what happened.

I stopped holding the knife. I don't remember anything.

But I can't say for sure I didn't kill him.

Kill him? Tell him, Malky.

Can't miss Gilbert.

I remember the name. Where from?

Nicholas Sampson awarded him a huge construction contract.

Ah, your man who took the blame for Cassie Forgs worked for him.

What's it going to do with this?

Maybe there's a link between Happy and Fitzgilbert?

Let's go ask Jake and Lenny.

Glenn? I'll answer it. We text.

A deaf Ohio... Er... Er... Er... I think we should answer it.

Okay. But you haven't seen me yet.

Glenn? Thank Christ! Is Malky with you? Why? And what was your text message? A deaf Ohio or...

Errn thing?

Answer your phone! Emergency! I'm running and texting at the same time. It's not easy.

I'm no good at it. Which one? Both. Neither. Listen.

Jake and Lenny are on their way to your place.

They're looking for Malky.

Are you sure you don't know where he is? Malky! You are there! Don't worry.

I'm nearly there too.

Hiltathorn!

Hiltathorn!

I can't let you do that!

Hey! Yeah, I guess they didn't listen to you.

We should call Glenn. In case they... Speak of the devil. Glenn!

Guys. It's coming back to me.

I'm... Almost...

Definitely certain... That I didn't kill Happy.

How certain?

80%? Maybe 60%.

I appreciate your honesty, Malky. Keep walking.

No hard feelings, Malky, yeah? We always liked you.

What? Don't worry about it. I did do it. I deserve whatever happens.

We prefer it when they whine. I know what you mean.

You being so decent about it, Malky. It's got my stomach all in knots.

Sorry, guys. Stop here.

Dick.

It's

a nice spot.

You don't want to do this. Is that so? Please!

Please don't do this. No, Fergus. Don't blame Lenny and Jake.

They're doing what they have to for Happy. If I killed him, I deserved it.

Look, you didn't kill him. Why do people keep saying that? I could be a killer.

We think we have an idea who did do it. Did Happy have any dealings with Cian Fitzgilbert?

Why do you ask? We're trying to retrace Malky's steps.

We found clues that sent us to a bookie's in Sally Noggin.

Well, the woman there told us that he was in with Happy and that Happy was just

involved in loan sharking. As ever. That's a lie. Oh, we know that.

But it made us wonder why she was lying.

Look, when we went back, we saw her with Fitzgilbert.

And it looked like he was paying her for something. A lie about Happy?

Why would Fitzgilbert want that?

Was there a link between him and Happy?

Not anymore, but there was. Happy had a contact in Romania.

Supplied cheap labour for Fitzgilbert's construction business.

Cheap illegal labour. But Happy stopped all that.

When he promised your man he'd go legit, he meant it. He pulled out.

And the contact in Romania was Happy, so we don't know him. Never met him.

Well, then why kill Happy?

Was it for revenge?

Oh, shit. After the meeting, when Happy told Fitzgilbert he was pulling out,

I was outside having a smoke. I spoke to him as he was leaving.

Your boss is making a big mistake. Everyone involved is going to lose a lot of money. We know.

Me and Lenny tried to talk him out of it.

But once Happy's made up his mind... So you don't agree with his decision?

If it was up to me and Lenny, we'd keep the arrangement going. But Happy's the boss.

I might have given him the impression that if Happy was out of the way,

then maybe me and you might be open to knowing business with him again.

But we don't know Happy's contact. Yeah, I know we don't know his contact,

but maybe he thought that's what I was saying. And what if I got Happy killed?

Wait, we could use this to our advantage. You just need to help us.

It means you won't get to kill Cian Fitzgilbert.

New, honest, Happy. He wouldn't want us killing anyone.

It would have been easier if you decided that sooner for Malky. Come here.

I need you to cut you didn't kill him.

I was pleased to get your call. My commiserations on Happy.

Word is it was some waste on a Malky Reed.

We heard the same thing. Dealt with him already.

That's what I like about you. You get things done.

Malky Reed did us a favour.

I mean, we know he didn't kill Happy.

Someone like Malky Reed would have never got the better of Happy.

But he was a convenient scapegoat.

Now, as far as the world is concerned, justice has been served.

And it means Jake and I can do business with Happy's real killer. You, Cian. Wow.

Wow, wow, wow, lads. I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, please don't fret. You think yours was the only deal he nixed? You are hemorrhaging cash.

You saved that bacon. Kept us clean. You want to talk about the Romanian connection?

Happy's decision is costing me a lot of money.

Now, if you two could broker a new deal with the Romanian, I would be very much in your debt.

How'd you do it?

It was easy. Saw him and Happy get into a bus stop the other week.

You're messing around.

Nope. That was you for years. And you lost her because of it.

Doctor!

You was already three sheets to the wind when I approached him.

Marky Reed, is that you?

We met in the hairy goose. Should we go for a drink sometime?

They won't serve me anymore. They've already had too many.

How many's too many, I always say. I know a place that sells service.

Just for the road. Roofied him, huh? Couldn't have him remembering.

Happy wouldn't have been so easy. Messaged him on Malky's phone.

Said Malky had something on him that would end his relationship with Paula.

No one ever felt threatened by Malky. Happy never saw her coming.

Stupid.

Let's get you home, son.

Malky. Malky.

Malky.

Kale.

Left a few things on Malky that would lead the guards or whoever.

To a bookies and Sally Noggin, woman who runs it,

was only delighted to say that Happy and Malky were in there having words.

Only cost a few hundred quid. Then I thought I'd send them your way. So. The Romanian.

Oh, eh. We don't know who he is. That was Happy's contact. Then what's the point of this?

We were hoping to get you to confess.

After all, you've been making us run around all day following your clues. It's only polite.

This is just your word against mine. These two are just a couple of crims.

And no one's going to listen to you three, either X-Guard or not.

I have the ear of the government. And there's no physical evidence linking me to any of that.

Not now. Your dad is dead.

Jesus. You're really not very bright, are you?

He's just an hour drunk.

Who's going to listen to him?

What about the deputy commissioner?

Do a deal. I can give you Nicholas Samson in return for immunity.

Leniency. Not immunity. No. You did confess to premeditated murder in front of us.

And he killed Tyke Farrell.

Made it look like suicide.

Leniency is your best option.

What do you have on Nicholas Samson? And I better be good.

Esteemed colleagues. Ladies and gentlemen of the press.

As you know, this development is very close to my heart.

It was my lovely wife, Jocelyn, who first brought this project to my attention.

It was absolutely criminal that such a desirable piece of real estate was being left to rot.

Unloved and unregarded.

Goddess. Get closed.

Close down.

We have all night.

Turn this off.

Thanks for this, Terry. We'll ask you about her question.

You have no need to pronounce. What's off? Why bring it up now? Turn this off! Here.

Are you recording this?

Of course not.

Don't be crazy. Hey. Hey. Oh. God. Sorry.

Charlie. Would you do the honours?

Love to. Nicholas Samson. I'm arresting you for the murder of Cassandra Forbes.

You're not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so.

But anything you say will be taken down in writing. And maybe given an evidence.

Good to have you back.

Okay, everyone. To happy. To happy. Happy, happy.

Samson going to wheedle his way out of this, do you think?

I don't think so. I think he's screwed.

His wife has left him and most of the money was in her name. His party have turned on him.

There's no one in his corner.

The way I hear it is he's struggling to find a lawyer who will take on such a lost cause.

You glad to be back in the guards?

It was fun to do things your way for a while. No rules, no one to answer to.

But yeah, it's good to be a real copper again.

Oh, you should get going if you want to be there in time for dinner. Yeah, that's true.

Here.

Thank you.

What, are you not going to give me a lecture about taking your daughter away?

Oh, she's in good hands.

Thanks. I'll walk you out. See you.

See you, Doc. Have a lovely time, you two.

Thanks, Granny.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Is there anything you wouldn't do?

See you. See you. Bye.

So, one depends first, and then trousers. You can't go wrong.

Thanks, Glenn.

Sláinte. Sláinte.