All language subtitles for Blood.2018.S01E02.WEB.H264-GHOSTS.English.HI

Cathleen Hogan.
Haven't seen you around.

FIONA: They're bringing her back
in a couple of days.

She'll be all nice
and done up then.

CAT: Where's Dad?

MICHAEL:
He was the one who found Mam.

CAT: She was sick.
She wasn't frail yet.

One of your frog things
is missing.

We're not gonna have any
trouble, you and I, Cat, are we?

CAT:
Did Mam have a red cardigan?

Not that I know of.
Why?

CAT: I think my dad
was cheating on my mam.

Were you having an affair?

He always said you were mad.

MICHAEL: What are you doing?
That's Mam's phone.

JIM:
How dare you threaten me?

- He's been lying.
- Dad wouldn't hurt Mam.

JIM: I loved your mother
more than anything, Cat,

and I never hurt her.

If you go near Sarah
one more time, I swear to God...

Do you understand me?

[ Water running ]

Garda Breen.

- Cathleen Hogan.
- Could we talk?

Sure, yeah. Come in.
I'll make you a cup of coffee.

Actually I'd prefer it
if we could go somewhere else.

I just don't want this to be
on any record.

Whatever it is,
you're safest in there.

I promise you that much.

It's my dad.

I think he...

...he hurt my mam.

I think he killed her.

I think maybe he -- he hit her

with one of the stone frogs
by the pond.

Right.

It should have been
on the ground

right where Mam was,
but it's gone.

Maybe he left blood on it.

I-I tried to look for it.

He had a-a cut on his hand.

Right.

So you think your dad
did all this

because he had a new girlfriend

and your mam
wasn't dying fast enough.

If you don't believe me,
just say, and I'll go.

What -- What did the others say?
Hmm?

Have you discussed it with them?

I t-tried telling my brother.

It sounded batshit.

Ah, well, it...

It's a hard thing to hear
about your dad.

I'm sure most people
wouldn't want to believe it.

He's never seen
that side of him.

Neither of them have.

Daddy!

Once you've seen it,
it's always there.

YOUNG CAT: [ Screams]

He is more than capable.

Look, I can see you're worried.

Let me have a word
with my superiors,

see if we can look into this.

I won't put the wrong word
in the wrong ear.

I'm a friend, Cat.
Trust me.

When are you burying your mam?

Well, it's the wake tomorrow.
The funeral's the day after.

Maybe after that...

...we can go for a drink.

Watch yourself, will you, Cat?

We're a small town
good at burying secrets...

...and people.

Let me do the hard work, okay?

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ Engine stops ]

YOUNG CAT: Daddy!

- [ Indistinct shouting]
- [ Banging on door]

[ Doorbell rings ]

Barry.

Cat.

It's already been paid.

- Number 6.
- Right.

- [ Door opens ]
- JIM: You're early.

Sorry about the mess.

It's a bit of a monstrosity.

I meant to do it up
after Mam died, but...

Have you thought about selling?

No, Dad's insurance
paid off the mortgage,

so I basically
live here for free.

Can't really sniff at that.

The upside to suicide.

Sorry.

Uh, I'll just, um...

I'll just bring this stuff
into the kitchen.

I heard about what happened.

That you haven't been well.

The kettle's just boiled.
Do you want any tea?

Sure.

I -- I should have
stayed in touch.

I'm sorry I didn't.

It's not like I was ringing you
every other night.

You don't have to talk about it
if you don't want to.

Like, I don't mind
talking about it. I...

I just don't really know
what to say.

Apparently it runs in families.

Apparently according to who?

Well, I can't say I wasn't
thinking about my dad

when I tried it,
so maybe they're right.

CAT: I'm so sorry.

Do you know what? There's enough
misery in the world.

Do you want to do something fun?

Fun sounds good.

You paid for the room.

You've spent enough on me.

You're very quiet.
Is everything all right?

Why did you tell Cat you were
at the surgery when Mary died?

Oh, Sarah, come on.

If you knew what she was like?

That's whyl told her.

It's just as well telling her
one thing over another.

Anyway,
everything would have been fine

if she hadn't spotted
your cardigan.

So where were you actually
if you had to hide it from her?

Nowhere important.

I mean, how the hell was
I to know she was gonna show up?

Anyway, everything's okay.

I'm just sorry.
Sorry I didn't warn you.

Now I have a question.

Go on.

What do you think of Portugal?

- Portugal?
- Mm.

You know,
Porto, Lisbon, the Algarve.

[ Laughs ]

What, so are
we going on holiday?

No.

We're leaving.

That was the plan, wasn't it?

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

What's wrong?

Jim, your wife has just died.

I hadn't forgotten.

So you don't think
this is all a bit of a rush?

Well, look,
you said you wanted to go.

I didn't think
you meant right now!

[ Toilet flushes ]

I thought we had years
to think about it.

What's to think about?

I have a child, Jim.

I still have
my stupid bloody husband.

I can't just drop everything.

You shouldn't be smoking
in here.

How would we even pay
for all this?

I'm selling the house.

You're selling the house?

- Yeah.
- Do your kids know that?

Has my daughter
managed to scare you off?

Is that what's going on here?

I just think
this is all a bit mad.

That's what's going on.

Hold on.
I've got something for you.

I had wanted a better moment,
but...

SARAH: What's this?

This is what I was doing.

I was buying the ring
when Mary passed.

You know, I'd watched
Mary dying for years.

I'd watched the marriage die
with her,

but just knowing
that you were there,

knowing that you were
gonna be there after...

That's what kept me going,
you know?

She looked so well that morning.

I really...

You know, I hadn't intended
to be away all day,

but I bought the ring,
and I was just...

...I don't know,
happy to be away, I suppose.

When I got home, she was gone.

So you can see...

You can see why I didn't want to
tell Cat or the others.

Oh, my God.

Look, I didn't mean to give it
to you this soon, all right?

I-I wanted a better moment,

but I didn't want you think
I wasn't serious.

I'm married, Jim.

Yeah, I know, Sarah.
It's a gift.

I'm not proposing.

So, what have you told Cat?

And -- And what
do the other two know?

I don't want any more
angry visitors.

Look, Michael and Fiona,
they think I was with you.

And as far as I understand,
Cat believes the same.

You told them that?

No, no, no, no. They made
an assumption, you know?

I mean, do you want me
to correct them,

tell them I was out
buying a ring for you

with money I don't have while
their mother was dying at home?

I'd rather you not include me
in all these lies, Jim!

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

I was just trying
to keep things simple.

It's all right.
It's gonna be fine.

Look, nobody's going to ask,
but even if they do...

It's not a lie anyway.

We should get back to work.

No, no, keep it.
Keep it.

Think about
what you want to do...

...where we're gonna go
from here.

[ Knock on door ]

Uh, yeah?

Looks like Rita Corcoran

hasn't shown up
for her appointment again.

- Okay.
- Should I call her?

No, no, no.
I'll do that.

I, uh -- I've got a few minutes.

Um...

I also want to apologize to you.

I'm sorry if I came on
a bit strong, you know?

Sorry if I upset you.
It was never my intention.

I want you to take it back.

And I want us
to take it easy for a bit.

I need some time to think.

All right.

I'll send in the next patient.

Yeah.

[ Door closes ]

CAT: Christ, I can't even
get out of this room.

I used to be so good at this.

Come on, bitch.
I'm coming for you.

CAT: At least let me
get a better gun.

- Nope.
- It's not fair!

[ Gunfire]

Ho ho ho!

I'm done.
I'm calling it a bloody draw.

Oh, get lost. You still can't
handle my A-game realness.

Oh.
That's what that was?

I'm so drunk.

Shit!
It's dark outside.

Here, look. Might as well
finish this off before you go.

Could I stay?

- Uh...
- I don't want to be weird.

Oh, no, I'd love you to stay.

- I can absolutely go.
- Do what you like.

- I'd love you to stay.
- It's just it's late.

[ Both laugh ]

I haven't even finished
Mam's eulogy yet.

Just read a Yeats poem.

They go down a bloody storm
at a funeral.

No, I want to write something.

Start with the last thing
you spoke about with your mam.

They go nuts for it.

- Like any old shite.
- [ Laughs ]

Well, if a dead person said it,

suddenly it's
extraordinarily profound.

- Oh, that's the rule, is it?
- Oh, yeah.

Bad neighbors, utility bills.

Prolapse.

[ Laughs ]

That's not a bad idea.

It's all fair game.

What was the last thing
you spoke about

with your mam?

And your dad.

See, Mam was sick awhile,

so I think I knew
I was saying goodbye.

Dad was...

Don't know.

Probably, "Don't you be late
for football!"

Yeah, that was a bit different.
That was out of the blue.

I've no idea what we last said.

Have you got anyone now?

Back in Dublin.

- Like a boyfriend or girlfriend?
- No.

I've got a dog.

She's called Maggie.

She's an intersectional feminist

with great taste in
foreign-language cinema, and...

...she's always supported
my career ambitions.

Sounds like a dream.

What about you?

[ Snorts ]

I've got a cat.

Cats are shite.

Eh, you're not so bad.

But dogs love you.

Dogs have a moral compass.

[ Keys jingle ]

BARRY:
Why did you stop coming back?

This place...

...brings back bad memories.

I hope not all bad.

No.

Our families
used to be so close.

I always wondered what happened.

Dad died, and then everything
started to fall apart.

I always wondered if you knew
what happened.

Why?

Cat.

We were here.

That day.

Me and Dad,
we came to your house.

I knew you weren't there,
so I didn't know why we were.

Dad wouldn't tell me.
He was angry.

Angrier than I'd ever seen him.

I thought he was gonna
break down the door.

But your dad lets him in.

I was starting to worry,

so I went to see
what was going on.

Your dad was on the floor,

mine standing over him,
screaming at him.

I-I don't know why.

That night...

...your -- your dad
killed himself.

I told Mam what happened, but...

...Dad called me a liar.

He said we hadn't even
been here,

that I just made it all up.

He alienated me
from my whole family,

and even I believed
it eventually

that I was wrong
or that I was just a liar.

But I wasn't.
I remember now.

I know.

Because he's done it again,

and no one will believe me now
because no one believed me then,

and that's why
I wanted to tell you

because I was hoping
that you would --

believe me.

What do you mean, "again"?

I think he killed my mam.

Barry.

[ Car approaches ]

[ Engine stops ]

RITA: I thought I'd called.
I'm so sorry.

Not at all, Rita.

I just wanted to check up on you

to see if you're all right,
you know?

You're so kind, Jim.

I don't like to leave the house.

- I was burgled, you know?
- I do, yeah.

They took all my money
and the remote.

I don't know what they would
want with the remote.

Oh.

[ Laughs ]

Now, do you mind if I listen
to your heart?

- If you can find one.
- Ha! Stop it.

Now...

You're a true saint, Jim.

Not many like you
'round here now.

You care about people.

Keep your children close, Jim.

Don't end up like me.

[ Humming tune ]

I'm sorry.

Is that why none of you
came to the funeral?

We were like relatives,
and none of you came.

Dad said it was a private thing.

Was it?

Yeah, I suppose that's why.

Did I tell you
I was the one who found him?

My dad.

He was in his study.

He'd drank a bottle of Irish
and hanged himself.

Which I thought was odd
because he usually drank Scotch.

There's several
spare bedrooms upstairs.

You can pick
whichever one you like.

I'm going to bed.

[ Door bumps ]

CAT: Barry?

[ Soft bumping ]

[ Meows ]

[ Gasps ]

Jesus Christ.

You scared the shit out of me.

[ Shoe thuds ]

Hello.

What are you doing?

Good boy.

It's okay.

Let's get you downstairs.

Come on.

You're a lovely little fella,
aren't you?

[ Gasps ] Jesus!

You didn't come home.

I was worried about you.

I'm sorry.

He was -- just he was
really worried about you.

I didn't feel I could say no.

I'll just be out here,
you know, if...

[ Switch clicks ]

I tried calling,
but you didn't pick up.

I was asleep.

Barry looks very shook.
Is he all right?

Did he ask you to come here?

No.

Cat, I-I've just been
with a patient, you know? Rita.

She's really not very well.

And, well, her mind certainly
isn't what it used to be.

I mean, the kids
don't see her anymore,

husband died a while back,
and she's on her own, really.

Look, this isn't

how things are meant to be
between us, Cat.

I could not bear it
if your mother's funeral

is the last time
you and I speak.

Now, I know I said
some things to you,

and I know I've done
some things to hurt you.

I have only ever wanted
to keep you safe, Cat.

How can that
possibly be true, Dad?

What world are you living in?

Well, will I see you
at the wake?

Yeah.

I'll let you
get some sleep, then.

I love you, Cat.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

CAT: Hello.
I'm driving.

Oh.

No.

It's my mother's wake.

Okay.
Where do you want to meet?

- Did you buy cake?
- It's in there with the crisps.

- Michael, are you joking?
- That's all they had.

I don't want people
standing around my mother's body

eating the face off
Thomas the bloody Tank Engine.

That's actually Tony the Train.

It's a children's birthday cake!

Yeah, well, maybe if Dad had put
some money towards caterers.

Stop it.

And where do you think
it all went?

JIM: Where do you think
what all went?

MICHAEL: Nothing.

Uh, right, well, look,

the undertakers are gonna
be here in an hour,

so I'm gonna set up
the living room.

- No sign of Cat yet?
- She'll be here soon.

Okay, okay.
I'm gonna --

Look, how do I look? I've put on
a few pounds, I mean.

No, you haven't.
You look great.

Thank you, Fiona.

Well, look,
Patricia can't make it.

She sends her love.

But it's best appearances
tonight, everybody.

Please make sure that Cat
gets the message, all right?

And, Michael,
don't you have a comb?

Did Cat stay over at Barry's?

I told Cat about Sarah.

Christ, Michael.

Look, she'd figured it out,
like.

I just couldn't keep lying.

We should have told her
in the first place.

How does she always manage to
make you feel so sorry for her?

We were calling her crazy
when we knew she was right.

Will you keep your voice down?

Dad already knows.
I already told him.

Look, he was gonna find out.

Anyway, Cat's fine with it.
It's not gonna be a problem.

What? Look, I'm just trying
to keep the peace here, Fiona.

I'm sorry if that's an issue.

Cat's out for blood, Michael.

She's gonna use this
to attack Dad.

Yeah, well,
maybe she has a right.

[ Sighs ]

Look, he's not a saint, Fiona,

and you take his side
every single time.

Will you just take them
into the living room?

[ Footsteps ]

SARAH: Hey.
Thanks for coming.

Look, I'm gonna take
a whole ton of shite

for being late to me mam's wake,

so if you don't mind...

J-Jim wasn't with me
the day your mam died.

He said that's what you thought.

Where was he?

He told me he went
to buy a ring.

Like a promise ring.

But I don't know.
It felt funny.

Like, why would he have
all these lies just for that?

So I went to the shop.

I know it sounds mad,
but I wanted to be sure.

And apparently he did buy
a ring, that ring,

just not on the Friday when
your mam died, like he said --

on the Saturday.

So he's lying to me too
about where he was.

- Why would you do that if...
- If he didn't have to.

SARAH: Yeah.

I don't know.

Maybe there's
another other woman.

I just can't help but worry

that he's made me his alibi
for something.

I thought you should know,
because, well,

you're clearly worried
about him too.

Thank you.
I appreciate it.

Just don't tell him
I said anything.

Do you love him?

Like, actually?

Yeah.

But I've loved liars before.

I should go.

Good luck with your wake.

[ Car approaches ]

[ Engine stops ]

[ Car door opens, closes ]

Sorry.

[ Door closes ]

MICHAEL:
[ Breathing heavily ]

Come on. Why don't we go
finish up in the kitchen?

Oh, for Christ's sake, Michael,
will you calm down?

Dad, it's upsetting him.

I'm not gonna have him
in a different room

than the rest of us
while the wake's going on.

He can just man up
for his mother.

[ Door opens ]

She looks lovely, doesn't she?

Dad was worried about you
last night.

You disappeared.

Well, he found me.

Look, no histrionics tonight,
all right?

Let's just mourn.

It's a bit poetic for Dad.

Did he tell you to say that?

Will you put these in the pot
and then move it to the hob?

[ Sizzles ]

Don't worry, Fiona.
I'll behave.

[ Gasps ]

You all right?

You should be more careful.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Would you like a glass, Cat?

Oh, no, you're -- you're grand,
Kieron.

PRIEST: If you'd all please
join me around Mary's coffin.

How's your hand?

Oh, fine.

Who's he?
He's new.

He's just the window cleaner.

Window cleaners come to wakes?

Dad moved one of those
frog things yesterday.

- What?
- At the pond.

He was cleaning, and he moved
a frog like he was --

he was trying to cover a gap.

Are you saying
you don't trust him either?

I'm saying
I saw him move a frog.

PRIEST: In the name
of the Father, the Son,

the Holy Spirit, amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

All right?
I scrubbed that up.

You know, I just thought
it would look a bit morbid

with all these people coming.

Haven't seen your brother,
have you?

It's just he was supposed to be

looking after
your cousin Kieron.

Uncle Paddy said he just
found him pissing on the drive.

Apparently he's been
on the wine.

No.

Don't stay out too long, Cat.

[ Up-tempo electronic music
plays ]

[ Both breathing heavily ]

- No, stop, stop.
- What?

My mam's body's
literally downstairs.

She's not looking.

No, no.
My dad doesn't know.

- You said you were out.
- I am, just not to my dad.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

Just let me get you off.

Come on.

You'll feel better.

Good memory for a bad day.

Okay, okay.
Just do it quickly.

- Jesus!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Just looking for the toilet.

Sure, yeah.
Be my guest.

KIERON: Thank you.

- [ Laughing ]
- Shit!

It's not funny, Wicko.
What if he says something?

- Who cares?
- I do!

- [ Indistinct praying ]
- It's the last rosary.

You're a grown man
and a massive fucking gay.

Shh!

Own it.

Your fly's undone, by the way.

Piss off.

JIM: The stew is wonderful.
Thank you, Fiona.

It was Mam's recipe.

How's your hand, Cat?

It's fine.

So why aren't you eating?

Some really good people
there tonight.

Some very good people.

I mean, I wish
you'd come and spoken to them.

They're all asking for you.

Wonderful stew, Fiona.
Thank you.

Think I'll go to bed.

Actually, Dad, there's something

I wanted to talk about
with everyone here.

I'm sure it can wait
till the morning.

And so I talked to Sarah,

and, um, she said
that you weren't with her

the day that Mam died.

She doesn't know where you were.

Jesus help us.
Not again.

She told me about
some, uh, promise ring

that you were busy buying her,

but apparently
that's not true either.

Oh, Christ!
What ring?

So he wasn't at the surgery,

he wasn't making house calls,
and he wasn't with Sarah.

You can ask her yourselves.

He left threatening messages
on Mam's phone.

He threatened me
in the middle of nowhere

because I was asking questions.

I can't be the only one here
still wondering

where the hell he actually was
and why he keeps lying about it.

JIM: And where the hell
were you, Cat?

What?

You were never here.

You had absolutely no idea
what was happening to us,

to this family,

or what may or may not
have been going on.

You didn't even know how sick
your mother was.

She was out there on that walker
the day she fell.

The one I told her not to use.

Who bought her that?
Hmm?

Are you being serious?

That reminds me,
you were very late that day.

Where were you?

I know what you're doing.

You've told enough
tall tales in your time, Cat.

Don't expect
anyone around this table

to take this seriously from you.

You need help, Cat.

Me?

He pays your mortgage.

He pushed the priest
to let your thick fucking kids

into that fancy school.

He lets you live here rent-free.

That's why you're sitting there
saying nothing,

because he's bought you.

He's targeted you both with
his love and his generosity

so you can't see
exactly what he is.

What exactly is that, Cat?

Sarah and I have split up.

Largely, I presume,
to the prying of your sister.

I don't know why Sarah told Cat
all these things.

Probably to get back at me.
But anyway, we've split up.

I'm sorry
I didn't tell you sooner,

but, um,
it's only just happened.

And I'm sorry that this has got
so out of hand.

MICHAEL:
Well, where were you, Dad?

You still haven't said.

Really, Michael?

I think your mother would be
appalled by all this.

BREEN: Hello.
You've reached Dez Breen.

I'm not available at the moment,

but if you leave
your name and number,

I will return your call.

- Please speak slowly.
- [ Beep]

Dez, it's Cat Hogan.

Can you give me a call
when you get this, please?

[ Cellphone vibrates ]

BREEN:
Jim, Dez Breen here.

Sorry to call late in the day
like this, but we need a word.

Give us a call.

[ Woman vocalizing ]