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Grace, this went up online two hours ago. It's your conversation with Katie

Close in the hospital.

It's her threat message.

They've got my face, they've got my name, they've got my service number. How

long is it before they find out where we live?

Tommy, everything we had we built on chaos.

I need order, and so do you.

You know what? I saw somebody today.

Somebody of interest.

Just trying to make an honest living these days.

We'll see you around.

I don't doubt it.

I know you've got the trial next week. You ready?

I'm terrified, but...

I don't want to go there.

Look him in the eye.

That's from your dad.

He's wishing you all the best for the trial.

Wishing me all the best, meaning keep my mouth shut.

You used to know my dad back in the day. Did I?

Good soldier.

If only you knew that he was informing on people.

But maybe yous were all out of worries.

You'd love to know.

He's starting to crack. Maybe he already has.

He's on trial next week for the murder of a cop.

Everybody just take a beat.

No, no, no, no.

What did you say?

The only thing you're not allowed to say around here.

The truth.

The trial begins today of two men accused of the murder of a police

officer. Maurice McIntyre and Anthony Donovan were present at the scene when

Constable Gerry Cliff was shot dead in 2023 and stand accused of common

enterprise murder.

Sandra.

Happy.

You okay?

Yeah.

I just don't want to let him down.

You know?

You won't.

I know you won't.

This place is...

Fall in!

I mean, gather around.

This is C.S. Lewis Square.

He was a Belfast man.

Went to England, never came back.

We all make mistakes.

Come on, have a look around.

Is this area safe for outsiders?

Outsiders? It's just...

We saw on the news, like, there was a riot.

Okay, listen to me.

Listen to me.

The riots that you saw on the TV, that is not us.

That is not who we are, okay?

The people around here are honest, decent, hard-working people, and I am

sick, I'm tired.

It's safe.

Meet back here in 20 minutes.

I was hoping for a personal tour.

You don't really do that here.

Oh, come now, Mr. Thompson.

Not even for your boss.

There's got to be some kind of a record, you know.

What?

For you being pissed off.

It's been days.

Congratulations.

Er, no, no, no. You are on thin ice. You're on very thin ice.

What are you talking about, you're that thin?

No, I'm talking about this thin.

What's that?

Nothing.

Just called a friend and got the, er, the marks to your detective's exam.

You what?

Why? Just had a feeling, you know.

Well, let me have a look.

97th percentile.

Chris, you're going to have an amazing career.

And I know your back's against the ropes.

But you just have to come out swinging.

And you'll win.

Was that a pep talk? It was, yeah.

What do you think? Yeah, they give me some work. It does, yeah.

Thanks. That's all right.

Lee Thompson.

Hi. Last week.

Driving a fucking bus.

What did C3 say?

Not a whole lot.

Said he was her husband.

It's pointless, mate.

This whole thing is... Pointless.

How you feeling?

Better. Really?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, everyone.

Look, we all know what's happening in court today.

But let's keep our minds on the job.

We need to keep pushing those statistics, putting numbers on the

board. We make a difference in the small things, we can start to make a

difference in the big ones.

Really?

Because right now it feels like we're not making a difference to anything.

Constable Foster, you'll address the Chief Inspector as well?

Fuck up, you lunatic.

Just seems like no matter what we do, no matter how hard we try, the bad guys

always fucking win.

Nobody's watching.

How do you know?

Because I had a counter-surveillance team make sure I was clean.

You're joking, right? I'm not much of a joker.

We need to send another shipment today.

I told Tina the pinners had spotted me. I need to do this for a bit. I need an

aloe. I'm sorry, but we have a deal.

Talk to Tina.

She's busy today.

That's why I'm here.

No. No way.

You and Tina McIntyre killed two members of the Ginley gang.

The reason you're not dead already is because I'm making money and so are

they. Get it done.

Today.

Oh, the White Witch.

Powerful magic.

But they got her in the end.

Tell me again.

Okay.

So, joint enterprise for murder.

It's hard to make a stick.

They need to prove that you assisted or encouraged the shooting. Of course I

didn't. Son.

Mo. The problem is MI5 filmed the whole thing.

The jury's going to see that footage.

That's what could tip the scales.

So just keep your head down when you're in the witness box later.

And you'll be grand.

Both of you.

You just play the game, son.

Okay?

You play the game?

Four o'clock this morning, I get this through my letterbox.

We are coming for you. That's all it says.

Stop torturing yourself.

Well, she's just posted again. Well, this is what happens when you speak up

for your community.

If you want to come after me, come on ahead.

She's been threatened.

She probably wrote it herself.

Well, we should probably go and ask her.

Chris, the girl's trying to ruin your fucking life and you want to pay her a

welfare check?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Look, I know you've been through a lot recently.

And this court case is difficult for all of us, Constable Foster.

And acting like this isn't going to help.

Well, now there's checking for crack number plates.

Constable, are we going to have a problem here?

I'd like you to take a file day. Write up anything that's outstanding.

Mom, I'm 72 with Shane.

Not anymore. Go.

Go.

Maybe I should talk to him again.

Jesus, no, that's the last thing he needs.

What?

He just needs to stop thinking about things and fucking talking about them,

you know?

That is literally the most male thing I've ever heard.

And?

He needs something to do.

Like what?

Uh, you two are 7-2. Shane, be rubs.

Tommy's on a file day.

Listen, erm... I'm not wearing London boy pants.

Ha-ha.

Right. Come on.

Back me up on this.

One more?

Come on.

Lee Thompson.

What about him?

What's he doing driving a bus?

How come we haven't seen him for nearly two years?

I mean, it is a bit weird, like, isn't it?

Aye. It's very weird.

Right. On.

Thought you'd do the trick.

He's really that fucking simple.

Oh, aye.

Absolutely.

The stats are improving.

And if we get them to where they need to be, you'll make the case for

Blackthorne?

Yeah, let's see what I can do.

Will you be attending court today, ma'am?

No, I, uh... Yeah, I think it's best if I stay away.

Thank you, ma'am.

I swear by almighty God that the evidence I give shall be the truth, the

whole truth and nothing but the truth.

Miss Robinson, did you see Mr. McIntyre and Mr. Donovan leave the scene?

I think I was aware of everyone scattering.

A car driving off, people running.

But I was only looking at Gerry.

He had a wound on his neck.

His flak jacket had taken two or three rounds, but one had got through here.

And there was blood.

There was a lot of blood.

And I tried to stop it, but I couldn't.

It was, uh... None of it seemed real.

Still doesn't.

There's, um... There's something else I remember.

Yes?

It was the way Jerry was shot.

How do you mean?

O'Sheen Sullivan didn't have to think about it.

He didn't even seem scared.

He just decided to do it.

Like... Like it was normal for him.

He killed Gerry in cold blood.

Like he was just... Like he was nothing.

And Mo McIntyre just stood by like a coward.

It's just a welfare call. Aye.

Like you care about my welfare.

We thought you might want that note checking out, run some tests, see if

there's any evidence of who wrote it. How would you even do that?

Well, I would look at the fingerprints, analyse the paper and the ink and that

sort of thing. Look, I really don't want to continue with a phone in my face.

I will, if you will.

Miss Robinson, you will be aware that in the case of joint enterprise murder, the

central point in question is whether my client, Morris McIntyre, intended for

Oisín Sullivan to use the gun in his possession.

If the answer to that is no, then my client must be found not guilty.

My Lord, indeed.

Mrs. McKenna, may I remind you, you're cross-examining a witness, not giving a

closing argument.

Of course, my Lord.

The area in which the shooting occurred was on this particular day.

00B for response, police.

That's out of bounds.

What does that mean?

It means we're supposed to avoid the area for security reasons.

And yet you did not.

Why?

Constable Cliff felt it was important.

Important enough to disobey a 00B order?

Yes. Why? I don't know. Did you try to dissuade him?

Miss Robinson, did you try to stop him?

Yes. But he ploughed on regardless, dragging you along with him. You see,

there's another way of looking at this, isn't there, Miss Robinson?

Constable Cliff disobeyed an order that was in place to keep him and you safe.

He ignored it.

He ran towards danger, and when he did, he surprised Mr Sullivan.

Now, ultimately, the only people who know what really happened are Constable

Cliff and Oisín Sullivan.

And both of them are dead.

No further questions.

As if you'd actually tell the truth about it.

What do you mean?

If you found out it was them from the Migrant Centre.

You'd try and cover it up.

Kitty.

No. No, we wouldn't.

Yeah, right.

Jesus.

What's your problem?

What's my problem?

People jump into conclusions. It's my problem.

Right, OK.

No, no, no. You almost got someone killed.

I didn't do anything. In her own house.

Ali, can we just relax?

OK. Yeah, Ali.

Just relax.

Give me it.

Look. We think that maybe you should think about some safety measures in case

this threat is real.

It's a leaflet detailing... Well... Well, it's actually a load of

bollocks. It's something we hand out so we don't look more useless than we

already are.

So when are you going to ask me?

Ask you what?

To take down the post about you.

That's why yous are here, isn't it?

No, that's not why we're here.

But if we find anything out, we'll let you know.

We'll be in touch.

Okay?

You take care.

I mean, hold on. There's no way that was someone from the migrant centre.

That makes no sense.

Have you seen the comments in the post?

They've already decided who it was.

We need to warn Amira.

Mr.

Kelly, your occupation?

I'm the General Manager of the Central Soup Kitchen.

Keeps me out of a police cell.

And you knew Constable Cliff well?

Very well, Your Honour.

Mr. Kelly, how long had you known Constable Cliff for?

We were at school together.

And then we grew older and he went one way and I suppose I went the other.

We both ended up walking the streets for eight hours a day. The only difference

was Jerry was getting paid for it.

And how would you describe your relationship?

Jerry was my friend.

He was the only friend I had.

And on the day he was killed, you were one of the last people to see him?

I was.

He called by for a wee cup of tea, him and his partner.

And why was that?

Just whenever he wasn't busy, he'd stop by and make sure that I wasn't too

lonely. Mr McMullen, may I remind you, this is not a victim impact statement.

Of course, my lord.

So, Mr Kelly, on the day that Constable Cliff came to your house, can you recall

what you talked about?

Troubles. Past.

I used to have newspaper clippings up on the wall, and of the old days, and Jerry

said to me, I think it's about time you took those down.

Move on. And then... And then what, Mr Kelly?

Then I'd say something that I'll regret for the rest of my life.

And what was that?

I told him about the number plates.

The number plates?

Ever since I was a boy, I always remembered number plates.

And is there a reason for this happening?

On the day my brother and my daddy died in the bomb, the car that blew up had

false number plates and I thought that if I remembered number plates well then

I'll be safe.

Sounds stupid, I know.

So you had seen certain plates that day that you thought Constable Cliff might

be interested in? Dublin number plates over by the... And why do you think

Constable Cliff was so interested in these Dublin plates?

I don't know.

But he was.

No further questions, my lord.

He was with me.

The day my daddy and Brian died.

And then every day after that.

He was like my guardian angel.

And then it was me.

It was me who got him killed.

I'm sorry.

The light's broken there.

What?

I said you have a broken brake light.

Talek.

Operation Talek was the name given to the United Kingdom's military...

in the Iraq war.

Soldiers.

I think somebody from here threatened her.

No, Amir, that's not what we're saying, but that is what's going around, and you

just need to be extra careful.

We just want to take a look around, you know, windows. No.

No, you don't need to do that.

Why not?

It's fine. It's it's all secure

Constable

Mira

are you living here?

Oh, sober as a judge.

Just a shy driver.

You alright, mate?

Okay, this might be nothing.

Uh-huh. Okay, so the last time we were on to Lee Thompson, he was using his old

army buddies to move drugs, right?

Aye. Craig McQuarrie went down for murder.

I was looking at your body, Warren.

Aye.

Why don't you have a rummage through me knicker drawer while you're at it?

Shane, the men on that bus, I don't know, they might be ex-military, you

know. At least some of them.

What if he never changed what he was doing?

He's just doing it, like, bigger.

Uh, maybe.

Well, if you're right, I'll buy you a lovely, lovely non-alcoholic beer. How

does that sound?

All right.

Love you loads.

Did you just say love you loads?

Aye.

No, I'm sorry, Amira, but I need to get back to the hostel.

Well, you can't make me.

Well, I can tell the council that this place is being used as a residence.

Why?

Why? Why would you do that? Because you need to be somewhere safe. I need to be

somewhere I know.

You have no idea.

Well, actually, Amira, she does.

You know, she's been living under threat for three years and she's, well, she's

lost everything, so she does know what it's like to be on her own.

Look, if you just trust us, I promise you, I promise you that we will fix

this.

What do you mean a fix? Like, how are we going to fix this?

I don't know.

Hey, that place has a target now, and she's living there. Yeah, yeah, I know

that, Annie.

Aye, but how are we going to... We will.

We'll find a way.

Uniform from 7-4, can we get a check, please, on Indigo Sierra Golf 3-1-0-1?

7-4 from Uniform, repeat, over. Indigo Sierra Golf 3-1-0-1.

No match on that. False plate.

False plate?

Where the fuck is he?

Bruce, who was that?

I don't know.

Have you ever seen it?

The footage of what happened?

I couldn't.

Maybe you should sit this one out.

I promised myself I would sit through every minute, every second.

This is when we finally get to hear the truth.

I'm here.

Okay?

I'll be right beside you.

Thanks, Jen.

Son, you okay?

Yeah.

It's just hard, you know?

Hearing it like...

Who's up next?

The MI5 officer behind the screen.

Does this really play the video?

Does he have to be there for it?

Well, of course he has to be there for it.

He's on trial for murder.

Make it quick.

We're doing our own today.

No, you can't. It's not safe.

I told her that.

It's happening.

Told who?

She came to see me. Who did?

She did.

We've lost control, Tina.

Okay.

Thanks.

Ma? Helen.

There's something you should know about the upcoming evidence in the trial.

The reason this court case is happening at all is because of a deal I made with

MI5.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, we now turn to a sensitive part of these

proceedings.

Our witness, Officer A, is a serving member of the British Security Services,

MI5. When Gerry was killed, I didn't know McIntyre was still so active for

them.

Didn't even know his code name.

It was Jonty who told me they'd called him Farset.

That he was still in the game.

So I threatened to expose it all unless they let justice take its course.

Which is why we were able to arrest James and Mo McIntyre. It's why they

didn't get away to some safe house.

She will give her evidence from behind the screen in order to protect her

anonymity. And since then there have been a series of negotiations trying to

strike a balance with justice on one hand and national security on the other.

Officer A, you were one of the MI5 officers present that day.

Yes. And you were conducting a surveillance operation.

I was.

On whom?

On an organised crime group who originate in Dublin.

but who now have a presence in the UK and Europe.

And you were watching this group, why?

Because they were deemed to be a threat to national security.

What was in this deal?

We were allowed to disclose the video footage of the shooting, but we have to

say MI5 gave it to us willingly.

They didn't? And, in exchange for that evidence, at no time can it ever be

mentioned that James McIntyre spent decades as a state informant. And did

you know who this organised crime group would be meeting?

So they're going to protect him?

Even in a court of law?

That they would be meeting Maurice McIntyre and his associates?

They're going to lie about everything?

No.

That's the deal.

It took months of negotiations.

So this court case is all just...

What, theatre?

No, Helen.

The truth about Farset can never come out.

But we can show that video to a jury and it might just be enough to get us a

conviction.

It's justice.

Just an acceptable amount.

I'm not need to know on this, ma'am, am I?

So why did you tell me?

Well, maybe... I wanted to share the burden.

Before Mr.

McIntyre gives his evidence, the Crown will show you some footage.

You may find some of what you're about to see distressing.

Kilo 1, visual re-established. Review Kilo 1.

Visual on Charlie 2.

Over. Charlie 1 is 30 seconds from mobile.

Over. Reload!

Hello, Lord.

Shit. Kilo One, we have uniform in theatre.

Repeat, we have uniform in theatre.

Everybody just... Over.

No,

no, no, no.

Shots fired. The police officer is down.

I've got you. I've got you. I've got you. You're okay.

You're okay.

You're okay.

Uniform. Uniform. 7-6.

Contact.

Shots.

Fuck down.

Sit back down.

Listen up, please.

Fuck this.

Mr McIntyre, you will not disrupt the proceedings of this court. You need to

stop playing that, mate. I need to get out of here.

Relax.

My lord, if I could take just a few minutes with my client.

I need to get the fuck out of here.

The defendant will sit. Fuck you and fuck his off, right? Sit down, Mo. Sit

down. My lord, if we could just have a few minutes. You've got to stop that,

man. He could have stopped me going there. This is his final warning before

I hold him in contempt.

Yes, my lord.

Members of the jury, please return to your room.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I can't.

I can't do this. You have to do it to keep your mouth shut. You're going to

get off.

I can't fucking do this.

They're lying in there.

Son.

I know you're in a bad way, but if you get through this, we get you help. Ah,

we get you all the help you need, and we'll get it far away from this place

you start a new life.

Oh, my God.

I'm sick of the lies. I can't lie anymore.

I just... I can't do it.

No, please.

I need this to end.

Please.

Please. Please don't put me up there.

Don't do it.

Don't do it.

Mommy.

Keep them there.

Where are you going?

Skipper, we need more resources on this migrant issue here. Why?

Because Katie Close, she's just had a threatening letter.

You've been to see her?

Chris,

come on. Well, we also went to see Amir Saeed.

Social media is saying Katie Close was threatened by immigrants.

They're out for revenge.

What? This is so off, Skipper.

OK. Well, send this to forensics, mark it as top priority, and see what they

have to say.

Sorry, that's it.

We saw a car with false plates drove off when he saw us. What else can we do,

honey? Well, we could put a call sign outside of the migrant centre.

Chris.

I think with the right router... The right router?

But we don't have the people. We can work overtime, Skipper.

We can call in early, leave late. All we need is a car.

OK. So does Kitty Close get her own call sign?

What? I mean, why not? I mean, she's the one with the threatening letter.

Or do we only do that for people we feel sorry for? Oh, f...

I mean, I'm just...

Go on, have a go at me.

Jose's Syrian cookies?

Mammo's.

I ain't even starving.

Good?

Somebody definitely wanted to target that place.

Yeah, but who would go to the trouble of using false plates?

Sarge. Oh.

Can we get your advice on something?

There was a car outside the migrant centre. Took off when the sauce came up

false plates. The whole thing just felt really weird.

Have you talked to any community workers?

No.

Why?

Because they work in the community.

Well, do you have one in mind then?

I know one of yours is a favour.

Your boyfriend saved his life a while back.

So, what's the plan?

Shane.

Oh, there's no point in going back to C3. We don't have anything solid.

You are mad. They impress, aren't you?

What? C3. Bringing them back intelligence.

Trying to get yourself noticed.

Well, it's not like that.

Oh, is it not, no?

No.

I'm just... What?

I don't just...

Do my job, like.

Annie.

Hello, Rab.

It's housing, school places, doctors' appointments.

People are pissed off.

Politicians don't give a shite, so they take to the streets.

20 minutes, half an hour, it's out of control.

Do you know who's organising it?

I'm not a tout.

I'm a lot of things, but not that.

All right, Rab. Well, then...

Well, we'll leave you to it, and what happens, happens.

Listen.

Outsiders.

Outsiders? You saw what happened at that protest.

That crowd up from Dublin.

Did you look at who attacked them? The anti-fascists.

What about them?

They're not from round here, either. Some of the locals heard their accents.

More Dubliners.

Well, do you know who they are?

Look, all I know is they're coming in here, they're taking people's grievances

and turning up the fucking heat.

I mean, anti-migrant, anti-fascist. It's like... It's like what?

It's like... Like they want this place to tear itself apart.

The fuck's going on, Marisha?

Just calm down, mate. No, no, don't, don't tell me to calm down.

I have a wife and two kids, you know. Now, we're a deal.

I keep it cool, he keeps it cool. One of us isn't fucking playing ball. Okay,

listen, listen to me. No, listen to me, okay? Listen to me. You told me we would

walk out of here, no problem, and he is gonna fuck it up for the both of us.

Do I need to start looking after myself?

Fucking relax.

This is a huge risk. Right, so I'll talk, you listen.

We had a deal.

Suited us all. Mo Stan's trally's a good chance of getting off and nobody

mentions anything about his dad working for the Brits.

Deal's off.

What? Just listen.

He can't do it.

He can't get through the trally. His head's gone.

Last week he walked into the volunteers and started spouting off about his dad

being a tight.

Right, aye?

You knew that?

Course you fucking did.

Well, that was just bar talk.

But if we put him on the stand, he'd say everything in open court, and I mean

everything. On the record, in the papers.

That would be suicide.

Every dissident in town would come after him.

And you.

And your career would be over in a minute.

Force it.

Everything you did for him to keep him in the game for us, that'd all come out.

All of it.

So, you tell me, is that a dice you want to roll?

You're asking us to stop a murder trial.

No, I'm fucking telling you.

So do you want to shake the tree?

Shake?

What do you mean?

Shake a tree like...

Well, we're hardly going to sit in the car all day, so do you want to go in and

annoy him a bit?

Annoy him a bit?

Aye, just annoy him and see how he reacts.

Aye. Aye.

Aye. Aye.

Aye.

Put these ones in the back.

What the hell's going on?

I don't know.

I can't get in.

Shit.

What?

That's the Director of Public Prosecutions.

So?

What does that mean?

What the hell is he doing here?

Come on.

Double time. Get in. We gotta move.

Get yourself together.

It'll be fine.

Right, lads.

Are yous okay?

Is that one of the broken brake lights?

Yeah.

Fixed it.

Aye.

Good to hear.

He's going on a wee trip or something?

Work, man.

They're going to a site in Manchester.

If you're going on the ferry, you'll have a passenger list.

Can we see it?

We're about to leave, so... Won't take a minute.

Show me your hands!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

It's all good.

Jonathan? Jonathan?

What's going on?

I can't say.

Oh, come on. You know me.

Jen, I can't say because I don't know.

You don't know?

I'm not security cleared. But there's some sort of meeting.

Director of the PPS, cops, maybe... ..somebody else.

There's a meeting about the case and you're not in it?

You're the prosecution barrister?

Wheeze within wheeze, yeah.

You know how it is.

Is there anything else?

Mind if we have a look around?

Yeah, I do.

We have to get on the road.

Unless you have a warrant.

Right. We'll see you around.

Jobs off.

Get the gears split up and moved. I'll be in touch tomorrow.

Fuck!

Is that your mother?

I thought we had a deal.

So did I.

Well? Um, she went into a meeting.

A meeting?

What meeting?

With who?

We should go back in.

How's the paperwork going?

I'm sorry about earlier, Mum.

I just... You're just tired of losing.

Me too.

Feels like we're due in one of these days.

Yeah.

It does.

Ladies and gentlemen, the jury.

I cannot pretend that these are normal circumstances, but nor unfortunately are

they unique in the history of jurisprudence in Northern Ireland.

The Crown will no longer be offering evidence in this case.

Members of the jury, in light of this development, I hereby direct you to find

the defendants not guilty.

Mr. Donovan, Mr.

McIntyre, you are free to go.

Okay. Well, congratulations.

I suppose.

I tried my best. I'm sorry.

John.

The Hidden Hand?

What else?

It's a fucking place.

Yeah, this fucking place.

Need a drink?

Yeah. How about nine big drinks?

Can't argue with that.

Pride?

Let's go back to yours.

I'm going home.

Ah, give him fight more than the kids around him mind.

What happened there, Tina?

Me, so what?

I'm not sure that it did.

Do you ever give up?

Sometimes I feel like it.

And then I just don't.

Yeah. Oh my god.

What is it?

What's happened?

Fucking hell.

What?

Come on, son.

Let's go.

What did you do?

I did what had to be done.

Hey!

Hey!

I know you had something to do with that.

I'm sorry about what happened to your husband. We all are, but this is over.

No, it isn't.

You're not from here.

You don't really understand how things work.

Oh, but I do.

Tina.

What's that?

Everybody knows the boat is leaking

And everybody knows that the captain lied

And everybody's got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

And everybody's talking to their pockets

oh everybody wants a box of chocolates or

a long stem rose

and

everybody knows everybody

knows

And everybody knows