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Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there

I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain

I am the gentle autumn rain

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there

I did not die.

SHE GASPS

SHE EXHALES

SHE WINCES

CATTLE MOO

SHE SHIVERS

HUSHED CONVERSATION

The fuck are you two looking at?

MUSIC PLAYS INSIDE

Oh, shite.

DOOR SLAMS

MUSIC CONTINUES

Well, that's not good.

Sorry, Jesus.

Ah...

SHE GRUNTS

KNIFE CLATTERS

PICTURE THUDS

CREAKING

SHE PANTS

Oh, shit.

SPLASHING STOPS

DOOR CREAKS

BROKEN GLASS CLINKS

ON RADIO: The news on the hour.

NEWSREADER: An official investigation has begun into

Ireland's mother and baby homes. It's believed that thousands

of children could have been taken from their mothers...

ECHOING: ..without their consent in these Catholic-run institutions.

DISTORTED CRY

..living conditions, as well as mortality rates among mothers...

RADIO OFF

DOOR SLAMS

SHOP BELL DINGS

So sorry, Cathy.

There was an issue at home.

It's only five past. You're fine.

But you just missed someone who was in here looking for you.

Who?

She wouldn't give me her name.

But she left you something.

I think I'll read this later.

SHOP BELL DINGS

Morning, Tabitha.

How did you do it?

Lace is Lorna's specialty.

I love it.

Thank you.

Oh, you know, I think it might need taking in here...

Oh. ..a little more.

I can have it ready for you Monday.

Thank you, Lorna.

Are you having a hen do at all, Tabitha? Oh, I am, of course.

Andrea's even ordered a...

QUIETLY: ..penis cake.

A penis cake?

TABITHA GIGGLES

Does it look like a penis, or does it taste like a penis?

Oh, Jesus Christ. I mean, I hope not.

ITEMS CLATTER

Afternoon, Lorna.

Bit of home security, is it?

Yeah, something like that.

Well, this should keep the oddballs out.

How about keeping one in?

Thanks.

Lorna, how are ya?

Niamh.

How...how's the bump? Bump?

Bump's been a bit of a bitch.

She's right in my vagina.

See you later, Niamh, all right?

Here, wait a second, you.

Someone said they saw you last night.

Yeah?

Doing what?

Nothing.

Just sort of...

..wandering round.

Maybe sleepwalking?

Well, nothing stays quiet for long around here, does it?

No, sir, it does not.

But, I admit, I was worried when I heard.

I'm fine. I'm all right.

How could you possibly be all right?

With all that awfulness back in the news reminding you

of that fuckin' place.

Everything they did to you.

Hey.

I'm meeting the others tomorrow.

All the women from the Kilkinure convent.

I've asked them over.

There's something important we all need to talk about.

I think there could finally be an opportunity

for you all to get justice.

Will you come? No.

Don't just say no. Have a think... Look, she's dead.

What's the point?

You don't know that, Lorna.

Lorna...

HAMMERING

CRYING ECHOES

ECHOING: Where are you taking her?!

Don't take my baby!

Give me my baby!

RINGING TONE

CALL CONNECTS

Hello?

STATIC HISS

Who is that?

Look, if this is a joke...

Hello?

CALL DISCONNECTS

PHONE VIBRATES

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE VIBRATES

ECHOING: They'll give you a good education at the convent.

I'm starting at the tech in September.

I'm not going to the convent.

Lorna, please.

No messing around here now.

We know about the baby.

Mammy?

Mammy...

This is all in your best interest, love.

They will look after you,

the both of you.

MUSIC PLAYS

LIVELY HUBBUB

MUSIC PLAYS

How much is that?

MUSIC DROWNS OUT REPLY

Thank you.

They're not coming.

What did you say?

Sorry. I meant...

..it looks like they're not coming.

Who's not coming?

Well, I thought maybe you'd been... stood up.

Sorry.

You don't remember me. I'm Michael.

We-We were at school together.

I'm just back in town for a wedding.

Michael? Ah?

GIGGLING: I want you to meet someone.

DISTORTED LAUGHTER

Is something funny? I'm sorry?

You think I'm funny? No.

What the fuck are you laughing at?!

How did you know she wasn't coming, hmm? Lorna, will you calm down?

How did you know she wasn't coming?

I don't understand... How did YOU know she wasn't coming?!

It was you, wasn't it? It was you on the phone! It was you!

I don't understand what you're saying to me...

Get your hands off...!

DISTORTED CHATTER

DISTORTED LAUGHTER

SHE GASPS

Oh...

Oh, shit...

Oh...

SHE SCREAMS

INDISTINCT WHISPERING

SHE GASPS

Fuck!

PHONE RINGS

INDISTINCT WHISPERING

RINGING CONTINUES

SIRENS WAIL

We already know who did it.

We already know who the murderer is.

So, what?

So, what? So, what you're saying doesn't make any sense.

That's just what it is, that is what it is called.

Mum, Columbo is not a whodunit.

What do you mean it's not a whodunit?

Of course it's a whodunit.

It's a fucking great whodunit.

But you see the murderer do the murder at the very start,

so how can it be a whodunit if you already know who done it?

You need some more food. No more food, Mum. No more pap, Mum.

No, I'm going to get you some. It's fine. I'm...I'm full. Hey, hey, hey!

PHONE CHIMES

RADIO COMMS CHATTER

Sir.

Detective Akande.

I thought today was your day off?

Fill me in. What's happened?

Well, it looks to be blunt-force trauma.

Possible fall down the stairs, too.

Father Percy Sheehan.

Found a potential murder weapon there.

Was anything taken?

Was anything taken?

Look at the state of the fuckin' place. How should I know?

No signs of forced entry.

It could be a robbery gone wrong.

But, you know, he WAS a priest.

What's that supposed to mean?

FOOTSTEPS ASCEND STAIRS

Colman.

Is this you?

Don't be such a racist prick.

Yeah, that's me.

That's my confirmation.

You knew this guy?

He was my parish priest growing up.

I was a bit of a trouble-maker, and he looked out for me.

COMMS CHATTER

Where's his car? You what?

Where's his car?

OVER RADIO: Go ahead, Sergeant.

It's a green Triumph.

Perimeter secured? Yeah.

We're about two miles outside Kilkinure.

Understood, Sergeant.

Hey! Don't touch that!

Would you say that's an 8 or a B?

It always ends with a number.

It does not.

Does it?

All right.

You stay here.

What?!

For how long?

Sarge!

Are they here? Yep.

Hello to you, too, Lorna.

Charming, as always.

They're all in there.

The whole world is watching Ireland right now.

Give it a few more years and you'll be forgotten about all over again.

That's why we have to act now.

I've been meeting with a charity, called the Atherom Group,

and they're prepared to lobby aggressively on our behalf.

To get us what we've always wanted.

To get the state to recognise that the convent

was a former Magdalene Laundry. Jesus Christ...

This again? Yes, Amy,

because I am so sick and tired of the entire world

denying that what happened to you happened to you.

Please don't...

Don't get our hopes up again. No, I promise you.

Atherom are different.

And this man, James Coyle, he feels like he can get you

the compensation that you're all entitled to.

Is that all, compensation?

Yeah, look, Amy, I want this taught in the Irish curriculum.

I want a fuckin' day in your honour, all right? But...

Lorna.

Hello. Come on in, sit down.

No. No, I'm...I'm not... I'm not here for this.

Then what are you here for?

I just wanted to ask...

Did anyone else get a...?

Sorry to...

Well said.

Did we not go through all this before, Niamh?

And they said that the convent was a...

..a what?

They said it was a training centre.

Training? Training for what?

Those nuns used us as slave labour.

They tortured us and they profited from it.

I'm with Niamh.

But what if they laugh at us?

What if they call us liars?

But you're not liars, Clemence.

Aethrom knows that.

They want to meet you on Wednesday.

To hear all your stories.

I know this is difficult.

Jesus, only half of you turned up.

Wait. Who didn't turn up?

Well, if they're not ready to be part of this yet,

I can't really say.

Is this whole thing just about the laundry?

Or is it going to include the mother and baby home, as well?

No, we need to focus on one thing at a time, OK?

So, the Kilkinure convent was one of only a few that was

both a laundry and a mother and baby home.

So, you're saying us mothers don't matter?

Me, Clemence, Lorna.... No, that's not what I'm saying.

Well, I don't want compensation.

I want blood.

I want the Pope in Rome to drive all the way to Kilkinure

in his stupid fucking Popemobile

and apologise unreservedly to each and every one of us.

Right...

And short of that, Amy?

And short of that - what's the point?

Well, people think that this couldn't happen again,

and then they forget that the last laundry closed in 1996.

Wasn't medieval times.

The fuckin' Macarena was in the charts.

And if the state are allowed to feel like they've gotten away with this,

this can happen again. I'm not here for this.

Lorna, are you OK?

Niamh, can you come out and talk to me, please?

No-one leave, please.

Are you all right? You look like you've seen a ghost. What?

What happened to your face? Oh...

Lorna, look, come back inside. I shouldn't have come here.

Maybe it's best you talk to the other... I shouldn't have come here.

I shouldn't have come here. Lorna... Please.

MUSIC: Let It Burn by Goat

# The sky lights up once again

# Like sunrise rode at his fall

# You know this

# You showed me it's that time once again

# When plants reflect in your eyes

# You know it... #

KNOCK ON DOOR

HE MUTTERS TO HIMSELF

Can I help you there, sham?

The door is locked.

We've limited opening hours.

Yeah, well, do you not know crime doesn't sleep?

Yeah? Yeah. Well, I do.

I'm still waiting on a name for you, lad?

Detective Sergeant Colman Akande from Dublin.

Sergeant Aidan Massey.

Jesus.

They said they were sending a lad from Dublin.

Not one of the Backstreet Boys. What?

Not one of the...

Right, sorry. Come on, we'll go inside and get warm, huh?

So, all this fuss over an auld car, huh?

It's down there.

I'd say the fuss is more about the murder of a priest.

Well, either way, we...

ELECTRICAL FIZZLING

HE KICKS CABINET

Either way, Kilkinure is a very boring town.

I'm proud of that.

It's my job to make sure things don't get interesting.

Do you understand?

Loud and clear.

Why'd they drive the car down here?

I'm sorry?

Father Percy have some sort of connection with this place?

Sure, I never heard of the man until today.

Now, I'm just keen to get this whole thing wrapped up

fairly lively, you know. He was a family friend.

He was a good man.

Well, I'm sorry for, er, your loss.

Shall we head to the facility, have a look at the car?

The facility?

You mean the field?

What field? The field where the car is.

The car is in a field? The field is where we found it.

Our man Skelly's been with it all day.

Is he forensics? Skelly?

Forensics?

HE SNORTS

MASSEY LAUGHS

Skelly.

Any trouble?

Oh, yeah.

A big cow got kind of near it about, erm...

..four hours ago.

Didn't I chase it off bravely?

Ah, Garda Conor Skelly.

Detective Sergeant Colman Akande from Dublin.

Can I go or what, Massey? I feel like a fuckin' scarecrow.

So, you've had no forensic testing done on the car whatsoever?

Lookit, lad, the last time I tried to do some actual policing

without the say-so of you Dubs,

I got a whole load of grief that I'm in no hurry to repeat.

Cases like this now, I do as I'm told, not a modicum more.

Nobody will be able to get out here until tomorrow.

You can't leave the car out here until then.

Sure, we've a lock-up back at the station.

Is it secure? Yes!

We'll need to do some door to door.

Any houses close by? Any locals have priors?

Lookit, I'm tellin' you, the fella won't be from this town!

Better to rule everything out, no?

What's with all the hairbrushes? Huh?

I saw hairbrushes all over town.

Ah.

That's the Wailing Woman.

She's a banshee.

She screams and wails when a loved one dies, and all that.

They say she can only be calmed down

by having her long hair combed.

Sure, it's a bit of fun in the darker months. Right.

Until you see her, that is.

Or hear her, God forbid.

See, we don't believe in ghosts.

Doesn't mean we're not afraid of them, though.

Can you confirm your whereabouts the last couple of nights? Yeah.

Where were you?

None of your fuckin' business.

Who is this fella, Massey?

We're just following up on some enquiries.

There's nothing to be concerned about, Amy.

There never is with you lot, is there?

Did you know a Father Percy Sheehan?

I'll take that as a yes.

Did I know him?

He's the one that put us in that place.

What place?

Detective Dublin...

..how much do you know about the Magdalene Laundries?

You haven't told him nothing, have you, Massey?

Figures. What are you saying?

Are you saying there was a laundry here in Kilkinure?

Ah, no. Of course not.

That wouldn't be allowed, would it?

What did Father Percy have to do with the Magdalene Laundry?

Why are you asking me about Father Percy, anyway?

Finally caught the old prick?

Did something happen to him?

Father Percy was found dead at his home in Dublin this morning.

SHE LAUGHS

Thank fuck for that.

What, you didn't like him, so?

I didn't like him?

There's no earthly justice for what they did to us in that place,

except maybe a long, drawn-out death for every single person involved.

And if Father Percy finally got his,

well, then hip-hip-hurray, as far as I'm concerned.

But I didn't kill him.

What are you claiming his involvement was in this place?

Fuck you. Claiming? Right, we're going to have to confirm

your whereabouts the past two days.

What? Do you mean like an alibi?

I...I was in the hospital.

Go check with them.

I'm tired.

Right, if you're not going to arrest me, fuck off!

You said you didn't know Father Percy.

Well, lookit, I don't remember the name of every priest that I see.

Sure, it's like Jerusalem round here,

with holy sites and convents and pilgrimages.

And you didn't think to mention there was a Magdalene Laundry?

Look, the state had an investigation a few years ago,

but they dismissed everything. They said it was...

..a training centre. Was Father Percy involved?

Well, you tell me. You say you knew the man.

We're looking for a reason why his killer drove all the way out here.

I need to know if there's any truth in anything she just said.

MASSEY CHUCKLES

We need to go to that convent.

Yeah, lookit, if you're thinking about going up there,

you're going to make a lot of noise

and you're going to upset a lot of people,

your own superintendent probably included.

Are any more of these women still around?

What women?

The women from the laundry.

OK, but what happened after that?

After you made a fool of yourself and attacked a grown man

and knocked yourself out on the dance floor, after that? Yeah.

I don't know, Lorna. You just left. On me own?

No. Someone took you home.

Who?

I don't know, some woman.

What? She took me home?

I don't know if she took you home. She certainly took you out...

Who was she?! I don't know... Look, I'm just... Hi, Siobhan!

Hey, Conor. You look like shite.

Well, so would you if you had to stand in a field all day,

staring at a car like some kind of...pervert.

All right, Lorna? Hmm.

I had this murder case.

A murder? Round here?

No, in Dublin. Some priest.

But they dumped his car here.

Well, come on, then. Get me a pint...

ECHOING: I'm sorry, love. It's the best place for you.

Dad...

No, I don't want to go!

Dad!

Please, Dad!

DISTORTED: Help me!

LORNA GASPS

Please, help yourself.

No, no, I'm fine, thanks a million.

You have to eat something... I'm OK, honestly. Thanks very much.

You're just as well, Detective.

Peggy's sandwiches are a pile of shite.

You've been eating my sandwiches for nearly 40 years.

So, I would know!

Do you remember a Father Percy at all?

Sorry, Father Percy was a little after our time.

But you do remember him? So he was at the convent?

Oh, yes. Well...

But you'd only ever meet him if you were in trouble.

Do you mean pregnant?

There were lots of reasons the girls ended up in the laundries.

Not all of us had babies.

Peggy was a great beauty.

They used to say she was after the boys and the married men.

She never even had a boyfriend.

Would any of the other women have had a reason to harm Father Percy?

Those women are the best of women.

They're the kindest, strongest women you'll ever meet!

He didn't mean anything by it, Peggy!

He was just asking questions.

Those were hard times.

We just about survived, but it wasn't easy.

Most of the women, they can't find a family, find a job.

Some of us have even got in trouble with the guards.

Like Amy Kane?

Yes, well...

Poor Amy.

Was there someone else you were thinking about?

I can't talk about this any more.

I can't talk about this any more! Peggy!

Peggy!

We need to leave.

What's this about another one of the women being in trouble

with the guards? It's nothing, all right?

Lorna Brady.

She broke into the convent grounds one night last year

and desecrated a shrine to the Virgin Mary with an axe.

She sounds violent.

She was sleepwalking.

Sleepwalking?

Lorna's harmless, Colman.

Lorna's not...

She's not right in the head.

Girls, we're going to hit the road, all right?

THUNDER RUMBLES

THUNDER CRASHES

THUNDER RUMBLES

DOORBELL RINGS

Miss Brady?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Miss Brady?

Lorna?

Shit!

Miss Brady?

Hello?

CAR DOOR SHUTS

CAR ENGINE STARTS

CAR MOVES OFF

THUNDER RUMBLES

THUNDER CRASHES

PADLOCK CLATTERS

SHE WHIMPERS

Oh, fuck!

Oh!

Fuck, fuck...

Fucking idiot!

Fuck!

Oh, shit...

AXE CLATTERS

PEN RATTLES

SHE PANTS

THUNDER RUMBLES

Forensics are on their way.

They'll find nothing.

RADIO COMMS CHATTER

Look, I'm sorry. This is...

This is on me.

Yeah, well...

..new crime scene.

New evidence, new opportunities.

It also means I was completely fuckin' right.

Someone's trying to cover their tracks.

And they're somewhere nearby...

CAN CLATTERS

..in your boring little town.

Lorna?

Lorna.

Are you all right?

I just haven't really slept.

Oh!

It is perfect!

Isn't she a bride!

Lorna, why don't you let me, er, finish up here

and perhaps you could go and make us all a nice cup of tea? Mmm.

SHOP BELL DINGS

Oh, Aidan, how are you?

Hiya, Cathy. Lorna.

That's a beautiful dress, Tabitha.

It's a lovely, erm, shape.

Oh. Thanks, Massey.

Yeah, this is Detective Colman Akande.

He's on loan to us from Dublin.

Oh, is this about that fire, is it?

I'll make the tea, Cathy.

Actually, we just wanted a quick word, er, with you...

..Lorna, if that's all right?

Hello, Lorna. Nice to finally meet you.

What do you want?

I'm here, as Sergeant Massey said, as part of an investigation

into, er, the murder of a priest,

a man named Father Percy Sheehan.

Do you remember Father Percy at all, Lorna?

No. Sorry.

But you were at the convent, weren't you?

Can you remember the last time you saw Father Percy?

Sorry. S...

Sorry...

I haven't slept much.

I think I need to sit down. Is that OK?

Yeah, that's...that's all right, er, Lorna.

We can...we can, er... we can finish this some other time.

We need to talk to this woman. That's enough.

Ohh... Bye, Cathy.

Oh, goodbye, Aidan.

Come on, Colman.

SHOP BELL DINGS

Now, then, Tabitha... Yeah.

Ah, it's just a few loose threads.

Lorna, pet... Yeah.

Would you mind? Maybe you could see to that?

SCREAMS ECHO

BABY'S CRYING ECHOES

I'm your mammy...

BABY FUSSES

Lorna! Lorna! Lorna, please, stop!

ECHOING: Give me my baby!

FABRIC TEARS

Lorna! What have you done?!

She's ruined it...! Tabitha! Are you all right?

TABITHA SOBS

Lorna!

SCREAMS: Give me my baby!

Give me my baby.

MUSIC CLICKS ON

# ..The silence

# Finding comfort together

# The way old friends do

# And after fights and words of violence

# We make up with each other

# The way old friends do

# Times of joy and times of sorrow

# We will always see it through

# Oh, I don't care what comes tomorrow

# We can make it together

# The way old friends do

# You and I can share the silence

# Finding comfort together

# The way old friends do... #

HAMMERING

# ..And after fights and words of violence... #

MUSIC MUFFLED

HAMMERING CONTINUES

# ..We make up with each other

# The way old friends do

# Times of joy and times of sorrow... #

HAMMERING CONTINUES

# ..We will always see it through

# Oh, I don't care what comes tomorrow

# We can make it together

# The way old friends do

# We can make it together

# The way old friends do... #