All language subtitles for Blood UK S01E05

It's my dad.
I think he killed her.

One of your frog things
is missing.

If you undermine me again,
I swear to God...

Do you understand me?

I'm leaving.

What?

I was burgled, you know?
They took all my money.

You're not the only one
with a score to settle.

Did you find a gun?

No.

MICHAEL:
Dad was here the day Mam died.

I don't trust the guards,
not with Dad.

I don't want anything
to do with this, okay?

FIONA: Dad was there
that day at Eddie's,

and then Eddie killed himself.

We had to tell them, Dad.

They all know now
that I am not a liar.

-Do you want to go?
-No. Not yet.

What time is your flight?

Not till tonight.

He should have something
with him.

He shouldn't be on his own.

He wouldn't want to be
on his own.

He's not on his own.

He's with his mam.

He wanted to hide.
He wanted me to be with him.

I should've stayed with him.

I shouldn't have left.

It's not your fault, Cat.

You shouldn't feel guilty
about this.

You weren't to know.

You should've told me
about that gun.

You could've come to me
when you found it.

You should've spoken to me
about it.

You made me think
I imagined it.

I wanted to protect you.

I didn't know how you'd react
if you knew there was a gun.

Did you know he had one?

No, of course not.

Jesus Christ.

I don't know what's going on
in Frank's head.

What did you say to him?

Really?

Are you suggesting
that I put Frank up to this?

-Aah!
-Jesus Christ!

This is breaking and entering.

I wasn't breaking and entering.
The window was already broken.

-What?
-The window...

I'm sorry.

I was told you were
up at the funeral home,

but I didn't want to catch you
in front of your dad, so...

-You followed me?
-I wanted to talk to you.

What are you doing here anyway?

I just wanted to find something
for -- for Barry's coffin.

Sorry.

You know his dad
did the same thing?

It's your parents kill you
in the end.

Their genetics, their diseases.

Their secrets.

Yeah.

That's what gets you
in the end.

-Come on.

MICHAEL:
Why you even slaving after him?

If he wants to go, he can wash
and pack his own shit, can't he?

Is it still all right
for us to come 'round?

I mean, the kids adore you.
And this house.

Yeah, of course it's all right
for you to come 'round.

Then we need to talk.

We need to clear the air.

I don't want us to be walking
around each other like --

well, like this.

I think it's Cat that you need
to have this conversation with.

I know.

Oh, God.

Why is it so hard
to just talk?

I mean, why can't we just be
honest and vulnerable

and talk about our feelings
like normal people?

It's not normal.

Normal people
don't do things like that.

Weird people
do things like that.

Do they?

I think
we're the normal people.

God, that's depressing.

You should ask Dad to stay.

If you want him to.

You should ask.

It's not about what we want,
though, is it?

When has it ever been?

Here.

Take a look at this.

It was on the desk
when we found him.

From his --
his old man to yours.

It doesn't paint Jim
in the best light.

Yeah, I've -- I've read it.

I got the gun tested.

Pulled in a favor from a pal
in the lab on the QT.

Your dad's prints
are on the gun.

I know it's not for your mam,
but at least it's something.

Another death,
another link to your dad.

My dad was at home all
that night. He didn't do this.

Cat, no, I'm just talking about
presenting the evidence.

There isn't any evidence.
That's just a lie.

The man's a killer, isn't he?!

-Isn't he?

I'd have been made
detective by now

if it wasn't for your dad.

I cut my leg open
chasing after some little prick.

Got a bit infected
so I went up to your dad,

and he said it'd clear up.

And I trusted him.

A week later
I collapsed on the job,

nearly lost my leg.

So I made a complaint.
The super shot it down.

"Jim's a friend, Dez,
you understand, yeah?"

I didn't understand.

It wasn't fair that he should
just get away with it.

So I went higher.

That's when I started
picking up disciplinaries

for shite I didn't even do.

Given jobs you wouldn't give
a security guard.

They wouldn't even transfer me.

Men like him

come in here with their money,

and they buy the big houses
and they buy the authorities,

and they do what they want
to who they want.

And then all get to move on

while we pick up the pieces.

Even bringing him in
for questioning would be enough.

People talk.

There's more than one way
to ruin a man.

And all you have to do

is say he wasn't with you,

you don't know where he was
the night Barry died.

He's leaving.
Just let it go.

-Where?
-I don't know.

We have to move fast, Cat.

-I-I need to think.

I-I just need to think.

I won't wait forever!

Fiona thought
you might want these.

Oh, yeah, good.
Thanks.

So we're having a bit of a drink
this afternoon before my flight.

You're around, aren't you?

-Yeah.
-Great.

You're hovering, Michael.

It's just...

It's just Mam's only just died,

like everything's
just been turned upside down.

Look, Michael, you're not gonna
make me feel guilty.

I'm not trying to
make you feel guilty.

I have been picking up
after all of you for years now,

so it's perfectly acceptable
for me to look after myself now

after everything
I've been through.

You're not the only one
who's been through it, Dad.

Look, Michael, okay.

Look, listen,
I tell you what we'll do.

When I get myself sorted out,
I'll give you a call,

you can come down and see me.

Be great to see you,
you know?

Or you might even go to Dublin
and hang out with Cat,

find yourself a girlfriend.

I'm gay, Dad.

Michael, hi, uh, got to
head back up to Dublin.

Um, I'm leaving soon
but I'll be back

for Barry's funeral.

MICHAEL:
He wasn't where he said he was.

Dad was here the day Mam died.

We make decisions...

...throughout our life, Cat.

And some of them
have consequences

that we really
do not see coming.

Your dad's prints
are on the gun.

Fuck!

Fuck!

So are you coming or going?

I have no idea what to do.

I can tell.

Do you think I should do it?

Set Dad up?

Do you think he deserves it?

You tell me.

Do you think
you could live with that?

Doing that to your father?

Could Fiona?

Could Michael?

I don't think you'd be satisfied
with revenge.

I think all you really want
is the truth.

You all lied to me.

My whole life.

So this all began with a lie,

and now you want to
end it with one.

Why did you lie to me, Mam?

How could you let that happen?

It's Michael.

-Hey.
- Have you gone yet?

You all right?

I need to talk to you.

Where are you?

Oh, hello, Rita.

I'm glad
you finally made it in.

Yes, well, I was under
strict orders from Dr. Hogan

to come in for a blood test.

He knows I hate them.

Your nurse
can never find my veins.

Well, I'm sure she'll manage.
Just take a seat.

Could I speak to Dr. Hogan?

He isn't here, I'm afraid.
He's, um, leaving.

Well, actually he's left.
His last day was a few days ago.

Oh.

I think he's planning
on going abroad for a while.

I understand.
His poor wife.

I wanted to give this
back to him.

He must have left it for me
this morning.

I think he felt sorry for me
after the break-in.

Are you sure this is from Jim?

Oh, yes.
I recognize his handwriting.

You can't mistake
a doctor's handwriting.

Rita, I didn't know
they'd taken so much.

I don't know
how much they took.

I don't keep very good record
of these things.

Perhaps I should post it.

Well, I could take it.
I mean, I could drop it 'round.

Unless that
makes you feel uncomfortable.

Oh, no, not at all.

I trust you, Sarah.

You tell him the only people
who should give me any money

are the bastards who took it.

Hey.

Hey.

This is a bit emo, isn't it?

I didn't think. Do you want to
go somewhere else?

No, of course not.

Do you want one?

They were Mam's favorite.

I'm sorry for dragging you
out here.

What's up?

Well, I kind of came out
to Dad.

Shit.

Yeah.
Sort of by accident.

What do you mean, "by accident"?

Just like I didn't plan it.
It just happened.

And what did he say?

I fled the scene.

Wow.
Oh, my God.

You all right?

Yeah.

- Yeah?
-Mm.

Do you want him to stay?

I just wish he wanted to.

I just wish he wanted to.

Listen, Cat, I wanted to say
I'm sorry for anything I did

that pushed you out.

I'm sorry for lying.

Sorry for lying about Sarah
for Dad.

I'm sorry
for not listening to you.

After all it's just gonna be us
now for a while anyway, so...

I know Fiona feels the same.

We go?

Yeah.

Hey, did you sort things out
with your window cleaner?

I think that's finished.

-Oh, shit.
-No, it's fine.

Getting back
on the dating apps, actually.

-Oh, God.
-What?

Don't blame me.

It was Mam that got me
on to them in the first place.

The problem is finding someone

who hasn't had Dad
check out their privates first.

Why are you wearing
the same shirt in all of these?

It's my good shirt.

What?
I want to look smart.

I want to look like someone
who doesn't use dating apps.

You look like someone
who's only got one shirt.

That's good.

Mam took that.

Just before she died.

It was a nice day.

-What?
-You say Mam took this?

-Yeah.
-When?

Don't know, like two or three
days before she died.

That's the frog.

Huh?

The one from the pond.
The one that's missing.

So?

Well, it's there before
she died, right on that spot,

and now it's gone.

MICHAEL:
Where are you going now?

I'll see you at the house.

Did you know
he's leaving tonight?

Jesus Christ.

I need him to stay
just a little longer.

I was wondering
if you could talk to him.

Jim and I
aren't together anymore.

If you want my advice,
let him go.

Look, I'm worried for him.

I don't think his head
is in the right place,

and he won't listen
to the three of us.

But he'll listen to you.

Please, I don't think
he should be on his own.

That's not even
remotely convincing.

This is about your mam.

God, I'm not getting involved
in this again, okay?

And I've no reason to believe
a word you say.

What, you don't want him
to stay?

-You don't need him anymore?
-Don't put this on me.

Look, it doesn't have to
have anything to do with me.

Just tell him whatever you want.
It doesn't matter.

I just need you to delay him.
Please.

Aren't there questions
you want answered?

I just need time.

I was sorry to hear
about Barry.

Will you just ask him
to meet up?

I know he will.
Sarah?

FIONA: Hello?

Hey. It's me.

Everything all right?

Where are you?

Are you coming to Dad's drinks?

Yeah.

What time should I be there?

5:00.

Sure.
Well, I'll see you then.

You've got that look
in your eye.

Hey.

Did you speak to Dad?

I haven't gone in yet.
I was waiting for you.

Where were you?

Nowhere.

What you brought?

Oh, it's just,
ah, whiskey for Dad.

Listen, I was thinking maybe

we shouldn't mention
the frog thing tonight.

But he's leaving tonight.

What's the end game here, Cat?

The end game
is that we get the truth.

And what if we already have it?

What if
this is just something --

another thing
that we've gotten wrong?

We've already had enough drama.

Hello.

-Hey.
-Hey.

I just heard you talking.

Yeah, we're just coming in.

Is that for tonight?
-It's just something for Dad.

-Well, let me take it.
-No, sure, it's fine.

When's the funeral?

Uh, Friday.

I'll leave after that.

Take all the time you need.

I'm so sorry.

Here too.

What would you lot
like to drink?

Wine? Beer?

Something a bit stronger maybe?

Oh, no, she was
way out of our league.

Way, way out of our league.

The only chance we ever had of
laying our eyes on her, right,

was to sneak into
her ma and da's back garden.

Actually we did it one time.

The next thing,
she grabs the rake,

and she starts
swinging it at us.

Chasing me around the garden.

Her parents were looking
out through the window,

thinking, "What in the name of
Jesus is going on out there?"

I start yelling.
What did I say?

"Mary! Mary! Mary!
Please!

It's me!
It's Jim! It's Jim!"

And she says, "I fucking
know it is!" she says.

I mean, how could we not
fall in love after that?

My question is, how could she?

Oh, now, hang on a minute.

I used to be quite charming
in my day, you know?

Stop smirking at me now.

Yeah, no, well, listen,
you know,

your mother,
she was an inspiration to me.

I mean, all of this --
all of this --

was because of her.

I mean, I'm gonna be sad --
sad to leave it.

Well, we'll take
good care of it.

Yeah.

Well, here's the thing, guys.
Look...

I've decided to sell the house.

Yeah, I mean,
it really is a big, big place

to keep going
when you're not living in it,

and I really don't want
to stay here any longer.

Not since your mother's gone,
no.

I mean, you'll each get

your share of the selling price,
don't worry.

Everybody's going to be
looked after all right, but...

It's what
your mother would've wanted,

and I think now
is the right time.

Do we not get a say in this?
I mean, it's our house as well.

I mean, it's our home, Dad.

Yeah, but who's gonna
pay the mortgage, Michael?

I'm only doing
what your mother and I

talked about doing for years,
but we never had the chance.

And I'd like to thank you all
for understanding.

Especially you, Fiona.

My eldest, my toughest,
my right-hand man.

I'm so proud of you, Fiona.

So proud of you.

Michael.

You're your own man,
Michael.

You're a better man than me.

You don't need my advice.

I just want to tell you
that I love you...

...and that
if you ever need anything,

you only need ask,
you understand?

I love you, Cat.

And I really
should've done better by you.

Anyway...

A toast.

To Mam.

To Mam.
- Mam.

-To Mam.

Oh.

We got you this.

-What? Oh, no.
It's from all of us.

That's so sweet.

You didn't have to do that, now.

Look at this.
Oh.

Lovely compass.

So you can always
find your way back.

Very thoughtful gift.
Thank you.

I think, uh, Cat's got
something else for you.

Yeah?

You said you'd got something
for Dad.

-The bag.
-Yeah, she got you a present.

Just leave it. Don't.
It's just something silly.

Yeah?

Silly is good.

Yeah.
Give him the present, Cat.

It's nothing.

Oh, well, look!

I didn't know
you had a soft spot

for garden ornaments, Cat.

Oh, wow, look. Is this a new
obsession of yours or what?

-Oh!

No. He's great, he's great.

Hang on.

Hello?

I heard you were
leaving tonight.

Yes, I am.

-Can we speak?
-No, not now, no.

I'm with the family, and...

Please. It's important.
I'm in Flood's.

Look, guys, I just have to
go out for half an hour.

I'm sorry.
Just carry on without me.

I shall be back
before you know it.

I will. I'll be back
before you know it.

-FIONA: Where's he going?
- I don't know.

You got him a frog?

I wasn't actually
gonna give it to him.

Well, why did you buy it?

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go for a smoke.

-Yes, Sarah?
-I heard you're leaving tonight.

Yeah, that's right.

Rita came by the surgery today.

Oh.

She wanted me
to give you something.

You gave her 5,000 euro?

Yeah, well, you know,
it was a gift.

It's 5,000 euro.

Yeah, but that's how much
she lost, you know?

I mean, if she doesn't want it,
that's fine, you know --

Rita didn't know how much
she lost. She had no idea.

Yeah, but she doesn't know

from one minute to the next,
does she?

Did you take the money, Jim?
Did you take it for Mary?

Is that why the guards
keep asking questions?

No more stories.
Just be honest with me, Jim.

Did you take Rita's money?

Because this doesn't
look like a gift, Jim,

it looks like guilt!

-And what does it matter to you?
-What does it matter?

Yeah, what point
are you trying to prove?

Jim, she's your patient!

Why did you bring me here,
Sarah?

To make you feel better,
is that it?

Jim, I just think you're not
in a good place right --

Look, I was just trying
to make it right, Sarah.

I mean, why couldn't you
leave it alone?!

Why didn't we just go?!

- Jesus.
-I'm fine, I'm fine.

What did he do to you?

I asked him about the money.

What money?

I just wanted to be wrong.

I wanted you to be wrong.

- Cat?
-Michael, is Dad there?

No. Why?
Where are you?

Could he have gone
to the airport?

Well, his stuff is still here.
What's going on?

JIM:
I wanted to show you something.

Your mother thought this place
was so beautiful, it was holy.

Dad?

-Cat.
-You frightened Sarah.

What?

Did Mam find out
you were taking money?

Is that what happened?

Is that what those
phone messages are about?

Jesus Christ, Dad,
for the love of God,

you got to
tell me the truth now.

I just want to go, Cat.

Did Mam find out?

Yes.
And she forgave me.

Now, I have a flight to catch.

Oh, please,
tell me what happened.

Tell me.
I have to know.

Did you kill her?

Oh, for Christ's sake, Cat.

This is just about some lie
that I told you years ago.

If I'd known
it would come to this,

I'd have never have done it,

and I can't make you feel
any better

about not being there
when she died!

I have a friend
in the gardaí.

He said they found your
fingerprints on Frank's gun,

the one Barry used,
and all I'd have to do

is say that I don't know
where you were

the night Barry died.

No, no, no.
You won't do that, Cat.

Just tell me
the truth, please.

Why wouldn't you
just let it go?

I'll lose everything.
We'll both lose everything, Cat.

Just tell me --

What happened to my mam?

And then you can go...

...and you never
have to see me again.

You wanted the truth, Cat.

You were right.

I killed your mother.