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CASSIE: Mr. Devlin,

is this your daughter Katherine?

JONATHAN: Yes.

I got phone calls,

threats.

-MAN: When can we
get on with our work?
-Who are you?

Mark Hanley,
site director.

Have you noticed anything
unusual around the site recently

DAMIEN: Mainly I remember
the tracksuit.

Blue... French blue.

Any link between this
and the three kids in '85,
even a vague one?

ROB: What happened to us
and Katy's murder,

they're connected.

Whatever you were planning,

whatever you were
thinkin' of doing... Don't.

ROB: Who is gonna make the association

between little Irish Adam
and English Rob?

No more Lexie, okay?
You've been warned.

Help me, please.

Sandra Sculley,
Jonathan's old girlfriend,

works at
the ballet school.

Said she doesn't know
Jonathan and Margaret.

Why would she lie?

[ CHILDREN PANTING ]

PETER: Come on, faster!

Keep up, Adam.

Quick, hide.
They're coming.

[ BOTH LAUGHING ]

Whoo!

[ PANTING ]

Shane!

Shane!

Keep up. I'm not
your mammy waiting on you.

There's someone here, Johnny.
[ PANTING ]

-Someone laughing at us.
-What? Where?

I don't know.

Someone laughing.

I can hear someone laughing.

YOUNG JONATHAN: It's Cathal.
Jesus, it's Cathal.

[ TICKING ]

I always have to wait for you,
dragging me down.

Move!

[ ALL PANTING ]

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Let's go.

Just drive.

Just drive. Who cares
if you hit her, just drive.

Get out of the way,
Alicia.

Where's Jamie?

[ CRYING ]
Where's my daughter?

-[ ENGINE REVVING ]
-ALICIA: Where's Peter?

[ TIRES SCREECHING ]

What did you do?

[ THEME MUSIC PLAYING ]

[ PHONE DIALING ]

WOMAN ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Thank you
for calling the Garda line

in regard to our investigation into the murder of Katy Devlin.

Please leave
any information you have

after the tone,

including your name
and contact details

if you're willing to do so.

Any information will be
dealt with in confidence.

[ ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS ]

[ WOMAN SOBBING ON RECORDING ]

SOPHIE: It's crowded with trace.
Noisy with it.

Fibers, hair, skin,
saliva, sweat.

ROB: And what about
Adam's T-shirt,

socks, and trainers
from '85?

Rob, you're not gonna hear
back about them for a while,

and even then it's unlikely
you'll get any DNA off them.

They're completely degraded.

That's what happens
if you store blood evidence

in a paper bag in a damp
basement for 20 years.

Twenty-one.

[ CELL PHONE RINGING ]

Can I get some more uniforms
up here for the last night?

Are you getting trouble?

Some dickheads.

The two uniforms we've got
up here are useless.

Pair of fat arses.

So I want more while we're
wrapping up the site.

It's probably kids.

It doesn't sound
like kids.

It's freaking out my team
and not doing that much for me.

So can I have extra uniforms,
yes or no?

Yes, of course, Sophie.

I'll call O'Kelly
and get them sent up.

I'm ratty.
Been here way too long.

It's fine.

Sandra Sculley's
on her way home.

We need to pay her
a visit.

[ ALL LAUGHING ]

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATION ]

How much longer?

When are you gonna be
out of my way?

It takes as long
as it takes.

Dr. Hanley,

little suggestion.
Just for one day,

can you not be
such a massive dick?

Thanks so much.

You should do
a self-help book.

I know.
I'd be deadly.

[ CAMERA CLICKING ]

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATION ]

[ HEARSE DOOR CLOSES ]

I know.

Anytime you need me,
I'm here.

Because I know.

Thanks, Alicia.

[ HEARSE ENGINE STARTS ]

SANDRA: All right,
so I didn't tell the truth,

but what was
I gonna say?

Once upon a time, I used
to wank Jonathan Devlin
off in the woods?

I was trying
to be nice

for once in me life,
you know?

Discreet.

ROB: You clean
the ballet school.

I mean, how could you not have
seen and spoken to him?

I clean
when it's closed.

I don't talk to anyone,
apart from Miss Cameron.

Why did you and Jonathan
break up?

'Cause we were kids.

You fancy each other,
then you don't.

CASSIE: Did you know Margaret before she married Jonathan?

No.

Can you remember
where you were

the night the children
disappeared in 1985?

Why are you asking about
those poor little bastards?

CASSIE: Were you still
going out with Jonathan
at the time?

We'd split by then.

I was here
with me ma and da,

and then he went out searching
with all the other men.

For all the good it did.

Ms. Sculley,
did Jonathan Devlin
get you pregnant?

That old bitch,
Mrs. Fitzgerald, right?

Good Catholic woman, me gash.

She's evil.

You don't want
to believe a single thing
that comes out of her mouth.

That's it?

I have an evening shift
in the pub.

I need to get changed.

CASSIE: That was a bit direct.

She didn't say
she wasn't pregnant.

But even if she was,
what does that have
to do with Katy?

It's the lies, Cass.
Lies have to do with Katy.

[ SIGHS ]

God's sake.

What are you doing
here, Mr. Boyle?

Just saw your car
parked up there,

wondering why
you'd be talking to...

Sandra Sculley.
What's the story?

Just background information.

Do you have
a suspect yet?

A suspect
in Katy's murder?

I can be a friend

because everyone
is being nice right now,

but pretty soon,
if you don't give
them a suspect,

they'll turn.

You don't want this
to be another 1985,
do you?

I mean, those two detectives
got spat at in the street.

Sounds like
a threat to me.

ROB: And me.

Are you threating us,
Mr. Boyle?

Oh, this is good.
I like this.

The way I have
to keep turning my head
to talk to youse both.

Oh, I'm dizzy.
I can't concentrate.

My poor neck.

No, just...

Not threatening.
Just laying out
the way it all works.

The way we all know
it works.

Between us.

ROB: Move along,
Mr. Boyle.

Don't hassle
these people.

[ CAR ENGINE STARTS ]

There's not a chance
someone like that,

someone really
bloody-minded,

could dig around
long enough to...

To find me?

No, I made sure
of that a long time ago.

CASSIE:
Alicia Rowan hasn't seen
you properly yet.

Not face to face.

Why should her seeing me
be any different
than Jonathan and Sandra?

Because they
were teenagers.

You were Jamie's best friend.

And women, mothers,

look at children's
faces differently.

It'll be all right, Cassie.

This is the number
that made the alleged
intimadatory phone calls

to Jonathan Devlin
and threatened Katy.

[ DIALING ]
Basic mobile unit

purchased with
the sole intention

of calling that number
all day, every day.

It's not like
they're gonna answer.

The question is,
who made the phone calls?

Who had a vested interest
in Jonathan Devlin

shutting up
and fucking off?

That could be
anyone involved

in the construction
of the motorway,

and that anyone
could be...

ROB: The man Damien Donnelly
saw in the woods.

Described as late 30s,
early 40s.

The man in
the French blue tracksuit.

Assuming he exists
and isn't a figment
of the imagination.

Donnelly hasn't been able
to make an identification,

but maybe he isn't known to us

because he isn't on
a sex offender's register,

but maybe people know him
through the motorway.

See, I don't get what
this motorway is doing.

It goes from Knocknaree
down through Wicklow,

straight through Glenskehy.

Now, there's nothing
in Glenskehy.

It's all farms.

Take a drive
down to Glenskehy.

Show people that drawing.
See if anyone recognizes him.

See if he's approached anyone
about selling their land.

Ask if anyone's had
threatening phone calls.
Will do.

Quigley, you're up.

Okay, so all the records
from the Peter,
Jamie, and Adam case

are out of
chronological order.

Proper chaos.

But thanks to some
stellar police work

and a lot
of fried chicken,

we have these.

Over the course
of three interviews
in 1985,

Cathal Mills, Jonathan Devlin,
and Margaret Byrne,

as she was then,
hold their story.

Shane Waters doesn't
so much change his story,
but he cries.

And when he asked
to go to the toilet,

he smacks his face
off the wash basin

and has to go
to the hospital
to get stitched.

Interesting.

This is during
the second interview?

Right, but by the third,
he's back on track,

sticking to the story.

Someone got to him. One of the
others put the pressure on.

Well, what can they do,
those two old detectives?

Adam can't identify
who attacked him

and did God knows what
to Peter and Jamie,

so the three boys
and Margaret get shelved.

Shane Waters
needed seven stitches.

He wasn't playing.

I'm gonna ask
Jonathan Devlin

about that
after the funeral.

That's good work.

Hey, what happened
to Adam after all this?
Do you know where he is?

Uh, the family
changed their name
and moved to England.

Drawing a blank after that
because they're not there now.
O'NEILL: Okay.

Sorry.

We're neck-deep
in it together, Rob.

Let's try
this number again.

[ DIALING ]

[ CELL PHONE RINGING ]

MAN: Shit.

[ BUSY SIGNAL OVER CELL PHONE ]

[ PHONE CONTINUES RINGING ]

[ PHONE CONTINUES RINGING ]

Come on,
get off the phone.

[ BUSY SIGNAL OVER CELL PHONE ]

[ CELL PHONE RINGING ]

Hey.

DANIEL: Lexie, where are you?

Yeah, I'm coming.
Nearly home.

[ LEG THUMPING ]

Jessica.

[ THUMPING STOPS ]

What's she wearing?

Her favorite practice dress.

Pale blue one.
And white cardigan.

They've taken such
good care of her,
Rosalind, haven't they?

ROSALIND:
Oh, that's lovely.

Simone, that's so perfect.

So perfect.

Who chose that?

I did.

And you chose this?

We did.

Is it lined?

JONATHAN:
Of course, it's lined.

With pink?

Pale pink silk?

No.

It's dark blue velvet.

But that's not right.

They'll have
to take her back

and do it again,

because I want pink.

Pale pink silk.

They'll have
to take her back.

Mummy, please.

This is you.

Isn't it?

Always you.

You stole my daughter.

You were stealing her
to go away,

and now you're stealing
her again.

I wanted pink.

[ MOUTHING ] I'm sorry.

MARGARET: What are
you doing here?

You shouldn't be here.

You're a thief,
and a robber,
and I don't want...

She has every right
to be here!

Darling, it's fine.

Don't touch her!

Simone has paid
for everything,

and she loved Katy,
and Katy loved her.

[ SOBBING ]

My baby.

I should have
been consulted.

Why wasn't
I consulted?

And why is it blue

and not what I wanted,
which was pink?

-Pink satin!
-I'm pink!

I'm pink!

Katy's favorite color
is blue, stupid.

She's blue,
and I'm pink. Stupid.

MARGARET: Pink.

ROSALIND: [ WHISPERING ]
it's just her new pills.

-She doesn't mean it.
-It's all right, Rosalind.

I should have
been consulted.

JONATHAN: You were asleep.

Like you're always asleep.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

I'm not asleep.

I'm ill.

[ SCOFFS ]

[ CAR ENGINE STARTS ]

[ INDISTINCT CHATTERING ]

-QUIGLEY: Reilly.
-[ DOOR CLOSES ]

The old detective,

McCabe,

the one that kept working
on Knocknaree '85
pretty much up to his death?

I found this,
and I don't know
what to do with it.

What is it?

"There's something here,
and it hates us.

"It is malevolence.

"Those children
were taken as a tithe,

"as a reckoning
to settle an account.

"You're never going
to find them.

"This place
is laughing at us."

Well, he had cancer.
It must have been
the morphine talking.

He wrote this two years
into the investigation, 1987.

What do
we do with this?

I'm supposed to put
anything new into evidence,

but it's one of our own
sounding like he barks
at the moon.

Lose it.

It's not gonna do
any good.

Lose it.

[ SHREDDER WHIRRING ]

No, I meant, uh...

Gone.

Never saw it.

He keeps his reputation.

[ DOOR OPENS ]

Quigley.

It's a waste of your time
being down in the basement,

and we need you up here.

O'Neill could do
with an extra pair of hands.

You'll tell O'Kelly
I did a good job, though?

Five-star report.

O'Neill, where are you,
you sexy bastard?

[ CASSIE AND O'NEILL LAUGHING ]

[ ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING ]

CASSIE: He'll wreck
your head, you know.

Well, either way,
Quigley's all right.

He makes me laugh.

Listen, at some point
he's gonna tell you
that me and Rob are at it.

Like, nonstop.

It's standard bollocks, Cassie.

I know it's bullshit.

I know you know.
I'm just saying.

[ BOTH CHUCKLE ]

What?

Just...

I think a lot of you.
Like, a lot.

I have oyster sauce
dripping down my chin.

What you should be thinking
is, "Where's the escape route?"

[ LAUGHING ]

Too soon?

Ah, it can wait.

-Another beer?
-Yeah.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATION ]

[ POLICE RADIO CHATTER ]

[ EXHALES ]

CHILD: Hi, mum!

[ CHILDREN CHATTERING
IN DISTANCE ]

[ SIGHS ]

[ GROANS ]

[ GRUNTS ]

[ SOBBING ]

[ SHUDDERS ]

QUIGLEY: Christ,
I hate the country.

O'NEILL: And the country hates you, too.

Why does this place even need a motorway, huh?

QUIGLEY: What the fuck?

He gets about
with his paint pot.

Is it one person
or a group of people
doing this?

[ CAMERA CLICKING ]

PRIEST:
"In sure and certain hope

"of the resurrection
to eternal life

"through our Lord Jesus Christ,

"we commend to Almighty God
our sister Katherine,

"and we commit her body
to the ground.

"Earth to earth,
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.

-[ CAMERA CLICKING ]
-"The Lord bless her
and keep her,

"the Lord make his face
to shine upon her

"and be gracious to her."

-One second.
-Out of order.

You're invading privacy.

-Move on.
-PRIEST: And give her peace.

Jesus, she's looking
right at you.

ROB: No, she's not.

Doesn't know me.

Told you.

There's plenty
from the dig here.

No Mark Hanley though.

[ SOBBING ]

Who lives here?

Students.

According to this.

Owners.

Students own this?

O'NEILL: Well, if your man
was seen around here,

they'd remember him.

[ KNOCKING ON DOOR ]

Aye, 'cause they're students
and all clever.

O'NEILL: Let's go
to the pub.

Buy the locals
a few drinks.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

No one's talking to us.

No one wants a drink.

We'll come back
another day.

Early morning.
Farmer time.

Turn up when
they're starting work.

I know my way
around a dairy herd.

I might drop
their guard.

Detective and teat-tugger?
Multitalented.

I'm a renaissance man.

Relax and eat
your crisps.

Don't come in.

There's a couple of detectives.

They're asking about
the land deals.

Shit.

Keeping your head down?

Try and be
a bit discreet, Lexie.

[ CAR ENGINE STARTS ]

CASSIE: We need to identify the man who made phone calls to you.

Can you tell us anything more
about his voice?

Accent, age range,
any distinctive vocabulary?

It was standard Dublin. Just...

You know, standard.

Look, that man
who was seen

at the dig
lurking about,

you have
a description of him.

Why isn't his face
all over the news?

We have to be very careful
about releasing images.

No one wants
an innocent person
beaten to a pulp

because they bear
a vague resemblance
to a drawing.

Innocent?

Jesus Christ,
you have nothing.

You have nothing
and no one.

What are you doing?

What are you
actually doing?

Are you still in touch with
Cathal Mills and Shane Waters?

What?

No, not for years.

You remember Jamie,
Peter, and Adam?

Of course
I bloody do.

And during Shane's
second interview in 1985,

he smashed his face on a
washbasin and had to go to
hospital.

Why do you think
he did that?

I don't know.

Well we'd like
to ask Shane about it.

Where would
we find him?

Dead, probably.

The last I heard
he was on the needle.

What are you asking me
about them for?

CASSIE: It's just part
of our job, Mr. Devlin.

And if you think
of anything,
you let us know.

We should go
by the dig.

Remind Damien Donnelly
not to give out descriptions
of tracksuit man,

especially not to journalists.

No matter how important
it makes him feel.

Jonathan's lying

about not being in touch
with Shane and Cathal.

I don't think so.

Got the feeling
he was telling
the truth about that.

What if his campaign
against the motorway

isn't about landfall
or corruption?

It's because he knows
bulldozers will uncover
Peter and Jamie's bodies.

He supports the dig.

The dig's not
a threat to him.

It's in the wrong place.

[ CELL PHONE CHIMES ]

Shit, it's my mum.
She wants to see me.

Well, text her back
like a good son

and tell her you'll meet her.

And I'll come, too.

[ CAR DOOR CLOSES ]

[ CAR ENGINE STARTS ]

MARGARET: Jonathan!

[ CAR DRIVES AWAY ]

ROSALIND: "There was
one fairy called Iarla.

"His best friend was Onya,
who was a fairy princess.

"Iarla and Onya
played every day."

What did they say?

They asked about
the three kids.

DAMIEN: I haven't talked
to any journalists.

And I wouldn't, anyway.

Yeah, you told me not to,
so of course I wouldn't.

Okay, that's great.
Thanks, Damien.

Um, do you want me
to look at anyone?

Like in a lineup?

Not yet, but as soon
as we do, we'll get you in.

-Well, whenever you
need me, you know?
-Yes.

DAMIEN: Just wanna do
the right thing.

CASSIE: How's your mum
doing, Damien?

You didn't go
to the funeral,
Dr. Hanley?

Everyone else went.

I haven't set foot
in a church since I was
nine years old,

and I worked out
that it was bullshit.

Power and control.

Nothing more than brainwashing

and keeping people in their place.

[ SCOFFS ] Nothing changes
in this country.

Where did you find this?

In the woods.

I put it up
as a sort of mascot.

But where in the woods?
You must keep a record.

We don't
catalogue rubbish.

From here on in,
I decide what's rubbish.

Anything you find

that's not related to the dig,
you give to me.

Found a bobble hat
full of human turds.

Wanna look at that?

[ KEYPAD BEEPING ]

[ LOCK BUZZES ]

[ GROWLING ]

[ GROWLING CONTINUES ]

[ GROWLING ]

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

Hi.

CLAIRE: She made
the front page, then.

Mothers of Knocknaree.

Brave Alicia.

That was always
gonna happen, Claire.

She's going to start
on you again. I know she is.

She's gonna start saying all of
those things about you again.

There's nothing
I can do about that.

There's nothing you can do
about it, either.

I was thinking...

A letter to the papers
giving my... Our side.

Jesus Christ, no.

Have you lost your mind?

Playing the heroine.

What about
what she did to us?

You write some letter
giving your side,

you won't just fuck yourself,
you will fuck me up, too.

Don't curse at me, Adam.

Don't call me that.

It's your name.

And yours is Claire Reilly,
but you changed it
to Claire Hogan,

so you could come home
without people pointing at you.

Rob, stop.

You can't do it, Claire.

I'm sorry,
but you just can't.

She was behind everything.

Fire setting,
the stone throwing,

all of it was her.

Why should she get
away with it?

Because she never saw
her child again,

and yours is sitting
right in front of you.

[ CRYING ]

I should go.

I make him angry.

No, you don't.

You're a bad liar, Cassie.

Thank you.

[ CAR ENGINE STARTS ]

Why is this shit
so hard?

She's just being
your mum, Rob.

She thinks
I'm a bad liar.

[ BOTH CHUCKLING ]

The state of us.

The only ones to get out alive
and trying to work out why.

[ BREATHING DEEPLY ]

[ GASPING ]

[ EXHALES ]

[ GRUNTING ]

[ YELLS ]

[ PANTING ]

[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]

It's quite common really,

people visiting
murder sites

for the purposes
of sexual gratification.

He says "people,"
he means "men."

Masturbating where bodies
have been found,

especially woman
and children.

Is that supposed
to shock me?

It isn't what
I was doing.

What were you doing?

You wouldn't understand.

Well, try us, Mark.

Dr. Hanley.

The DNA sample
you were obliged to give us
when you came in,

I've got the feeling

-it's gonna match samples
taken from the woods.
-[ SIGHS ]

Strands of hair
found by the remains
of a campfire

like the one
you lit tonight.

Will they be yours?

I slept out there
a couple of nights.
It's not illegal.

There's also samples taken
from the altar.

Sweat, saliva.

Could yours be
among them?

Look, we eat our lunch
there sometimes.

And semen.

Is that gonna be a match for trace taken

from the clothes and hair of Katy Devlin?

Sweat, saliva, semen,

would they be yours?

Mark?

I didn't touch her.
I didn't.

Why would I do
a thing like that?

I've got no idea.

But you have to admit,
dancing stark bollock naked,

covered in cut-price merlot
around an altar

where a murdered 13-year-old
girl has been found

is not a good look.

[ SIGHS ] Do you know
what "Knocknaree" means?

It means
"The Hill of the King."

CASSIE: What king?

What we're looking for
is millennia older

than the trees
that it's buried under.

The diggers are coming
in December.

Time is running out.

I sleep in the woods
to be close to the place.

To hear its heartbeat,

because it's alive.

It lives and breathes.

And I make an offering.

CASSIE: An offering of what?

Of myself to the king.

Whoever they are.

Asking for favor.

For a miracle.

Because if we don't get
a miracle,

we're gonna lose
that place.

The altar will end up
in a museum,

and the rest of it
will be ripped apart,

filled up with concrete,
covered in tarmac.

It'll all be lost.

Does this offering
include your ejaculate?

Did you masturbate
over a dead girl?

Christ, no.

But you didn't go
to Katy's funeral.

Yeah, I already told you why.

-But you know Jonathan?
-DR. HANLEY: Yes.

Did Jonathan talk to you

about what happened
to the children in the woods?

Did he talk to you
about Knocknaree, 1985?

Is that why you were
at the altar?

What? What are
you talking about?

Where were you
on August 24

between midnight
and 2:00 a.m.?

Um, I was at a house party.
Everyone was.

And according
to statements,

you left at approximately
10:45 p.m.

-Where did you go?
-DR. HANLEY: Home.

Can anyone
verify that?

And where were you
between midnight
and 7:45 a.m.

on the 25th of August
when Katy's body was found?

[ EXHALES ] Home.

Can you prove it?

Interview suspended.

[ SIGHS HEAVILY ]

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

ROB: You went for that?

The whole offering speech?

We do the same
every new case,
don't we?

A glass of whisky
from O'Kelly

and a toast
to the murder gods.

May they reveal
their fucking secrets.

-[ DOOR CLOSES IN DISTANCE ]
-[ SCOFFS ] Not so strange.

[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING ]

[ BEEPING ]

WOMAN: The night of the 24th
and 25th of August,

I was with Mark
in his house.

Why didn't he
just say that?

For the benefit
of the tape,

we're being shown
a wedding ring.

I don't wear it at work.

He's a really
decent guy,

and he'd be devastated,

and I have a child.

That's why Mark
didn't say anything.

But if you took
a DNA swab from him,

then you should take one
from me as well,

because I'd be
all over that altar.

It's that place.

It makes you wild.

Is there any way this,

me and Mark,
could be kept confidential?

Your evidence will go
on record,

but I don't see
the need to interfere
in your personal life.

Interview terminated.

Thank you.

ROB: Well, there we are.

[ CELL PHONE CHIMES ]

Guess who just did
their online booking?

6:35 a.m. flight
from Berlin,

landing in Dublin 9:05.

It's our elusive friend,
Cathal Mills.

You want
picking up?

Yeah, I'll bring coffee.

[ CELL PHONE RINGING ]

Reilly.

Detective,
it's Simone Cameron.

Can you come
and meet me?

I haven't reopened yet.

I was doing some work,
and Rosalind was here.

She likes to help out,

and we were talking
about nothing really and...

Oh, God. [ CHUCKLES ]

My hands are shaking.

And then suddenly
Jessica says

about this man.

This man who said
that Katy was pretty,

and did she want
to see some kittens?

We put on music.

It calms her.

Can you and Rosalind
get her to tell
the story again

with us there?

She has to say it
in her own words.

We'll try.

[ CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ]

Look at me dancing.

I'm a beautiful swan.

You are very beautiful.

Would you get Jessica
to tell the story?

Can you do it?

Why are they here?

They've come
to watch us dancing.

-JESSICA: Like Katy.
-SIMONE: Like Katy.

[ SIMONE CHUCKLING ]

Jessica, darling.

Can you tell us the story
of the man again?

It wasn't a story.
It happened.

I know,
but tell us again.

[ BOTH LAUGHING ]

Oh, Jess, please.

The man said to Katy,

"You're pretty.

"Come with me,
I have kittens."

And Katy said,
"We have to go now."

But I wanted
to see the kittens,

but Katy said,
"There aren't any kittens.

"We're going home."

And what did
the man do then?

He was behind us.

Katy told me
not to turn around.

And then he wasn't
behind us any more,
and we went home.

Jessica.

Can you remember
what the man
looked like?

Can you remember
what he was wearing?

Running clothes, like...

He was going on a run

but he was just walking
behind us like a lazy man.

[ LAUGHS ]

Can you remember
what color running clothes?

Jess?

Blue, stupid.

Katy's color.

They were blue.

CASSIE:
The fact that the description
comes from Jessica

means we can be certain
this man exists.

JONATHAN: So what happens now?

We cast the net wider
for potential suspects.

It's a significant development,
Mr. Devlin.

ROB: We'll show
ourselves out,

but we're only
a phone call away

if you need anything.

[ DOOR OPENS ]

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

You didn't tell me
you were talking to them.

I wasn't.
It was Jess.

It's good news.

Isn't it?

I'll go and check
on Mummy.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

SOPHIE: Test results
from Adam's clothes.

Slashes in the T-shirt
made with a very fine,
sharp blade.

Right-handed
with a left-angled curve.

That's as much as
I can tell you.

And the blood
in the socks and trainers?

No new results.

It's A negative.

Same as Adam's.

Peter and Jamie
were both O positive,

but it can't be
Adam's blood

because he didn't suffer
any blood loss,

and he didn't have
a single injury.

Okay, thanks
for trying.

[ SIGHS ]

I've been doing
this a long time,

but I've never seen
a blade like the one
used to cut the T-shirt.

And I've never seen
a situation

where blood comes
from nowhere.

Blood comes
from somewhere, always,

from someone, always.

[ SIGHS ] I can't figure
this one out, I'm sorry.

Sophie.

The dickheads in the woods,
what noises were they making?

Forget I said anything.
I was tired.

It's important.

They were laughing.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

[ SIGHS ]

I was trying not
to wake you.

I think a lot of you,
too, you know.

I'm just rubbish
at saying it.

[ LAUGHS ]

I'll take that.

Now go make friends
with farmers, Detective.

-[ LAUGHS ]
-Progress the investigation.

Yes, ma'am.

Drive safe.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

[ CAR ENGINE STARTING ]

[ CELL PHONE RINGING ]

Maddox.

O'NEILL: Cassie?

Sam, what is it?

Have you been
in an accident?

O'NEILL:[ SIGHS ] Cassie.

Yeah, what is it?

O'NEILL: Nothing, nothing.

I parked the car, sorry.

[ LINE DISCONNECTS ]

Jesus.

[ CELL PHONE RINGING ]

Sam.

FRANK: Get up, get dressed.

Frank? Why are you calling me?

There's a car outside.
Get in it.

Wear something that covers you
head. Do it now.

[ CAR APPROACHES ]

[ PHONE DIALING ]

WOMAN ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Thank you
for calling the Garda line

in regard to our investigation into the murder of Katy Devlin.

Please leave
any information you have

-after the tone.
-[ ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS ]

[ CRYING ]

You should be looking
for Adam.

Ask Adam what he did
in the woods.

[ TEENAGERS LAUGHING ]

You gonna get all the boys
in a few years, Jamie.

What do
you reckon, Cathal?

Jailbait.

[ LAUGHING CONTINUES ]

SANDRA: Stop.

Pervert.

YOUNG SANDRA: Jonathan.

Stop, I said.

[ YOUNG SANDRA LAUGHING ]

I said, stop.

[ NECK CRACKING ]

Hood.

Hood. The boss said.

He's in there.

[ CROWS CAWING ]

[ CROWS CONTINUE CAWING ]

You're insane.

Cassie, don't.

[ THEME MUSIC PLAYING ]

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