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-Good morning. -Morning.

Good morning, Cara.

At least it's not raining for your first day back at school.

Right. I'll make you something for lunch.

-No.

-[ Cellphone buzzing ] -Don't make me anything.

-I can walk with you. I was going to get coffee.

[ Door opens, slams shut ]

[ Sirens wailing ]

Should have seen the look on his face, though.

It was priceless.

-And what exactly did mum call him?

-Can't tell you.

-Yes, you can. -Yep.

All right. Well, she called him a wanker.

-[ Chuckles ] -And in fairness, you know what?

He was a winemaker.

He dragged her into the office by herself, not the boy.

And, I mean, granted, there was blood.

She'd socked him right in the face.

But the names he called her.

-Yeah. -Your mom knew how to

stand up for herself, I'll give her that.

-Well...

I better go.

-Alright.

Hey.

You sure you're all right?

-Yeah.

-You sure it's not too early to go back to school?

-I'll be all right.

-Is that Cara's boyfriend?

-What am I supposed to do? -Yeah. Yeah, that's Ross.

They fight a lot.

-How come he's not in uniform?

-He's expelled, I think.

Anyways, I'll see ya.

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-Collette.

-Sarge.

-How are you doing? How was the funeral?

-Well, as far as these things go,

I think it went all right.

-Oh, good. And how are you feeling?

Do you feel like you need any more time off?

-No, no, I'm fine.

It's a relief to be back, in fact.

-Right. Well, I'm actually just going over

the, um, the paperwork for the Loftus Hill case,

and it says here, uh, you didn't charge Ashling Cary.

-Yeah, that's right.

-Did I not instruct you to charge her?

-Well, no, you did, but...

Well, she's just a kid. I mean, she's only 15.

She's cut off from a family.

I just thought it was a bit harsh

to throw the book out, you know?

-Tell me this, Collette.

In Liverpool, when you asked one of your officers to do

something, would you have expected them to do it?

-Yeah. Yes, I would.

-Okay.

Thanks, Collette.

[ Telephone ringing ]

-Hello?

-Sorry I'm late.

-Are you? -Yeah, technically.

Three minutes.

-Secret's safe with me.

So, Anthony Blake, critical condition. Stab victim.

-Yeah.

Do I look like shit?

-Course now. Why?

-My girlfriend and I had a massive row last night.

Priya -- Priya's annoyed at me because I didn't hold her hand

in front of my parents.

-Why didn't you?

-I just don't --

I don't know if they're there yet, you know?

-They love you. They'll come round.

Come on. Let's get you coffee at the hospital.

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-We're here about Anthony Blake, the stab victim.

Was wondering if you could tell Dr. Hashemi

that Detective Garda Cunningham is here to see him?

-He'll be down in just a moment.

-CT scans show contusions on both his wrists

as well as multiple stab wounds to his abdomen and chest.

-Any idea what kind of knife would cause those wounds.

-If I had a guess, I'd say a kitchen knife.

-Is he conscious? Can we talk to him?

-Afraid not. In fact, we put him into an induced coma.

Could try speaking with his mother, Fiona Blake,

but word of warning, she's in a bit of a state.

Came in exhibiting signs of withdrawal,

so we had to admit her, too.

-Any idea what she'd taken?

-Oxycodone.

-Does she have a history of opioid abuse?

-Not according to her records.

-Doctor, Mrs. Blake,

she's hyperventilating and tachycardic.

-You'll have to excuse me. -Yeah, of course.

Do you know what? I need you to do me a favor.

Get in touch with social protection

and find out if the family's known to them

and if there's a history of domestic abuse.

-Okay. Yeah.

-Will you message me when she comes to?

-Thank you for seeing me without an appointment.

-It's not a problem.

We're all very sorry for your loss.

-Thanks.

-We were actually just about to send this out to you

as Stacey's next of kin.

It's her things from her locker.

-Right.

-So how can I help you today?

-I just have a few questions about my daughter.

-Sure.

-I guess the first thing that comes to mind is,

why did you suspend her?

-Well, it's the hospital's policy to suspend employees

when an investigation is being carried out.

-I didn't discuss the matter with Stacey.

So what is it exactly that you suspected her of doing?

-We discovered some prescription medication

had gone missing.

And Stacey's records didn't tally with her stock list.

-How much was missing?

-About four or five bottles.

It wasn't a whole lot, but it was enough

for the hospital to take the matter seriously.

-Four or five bottles.

The police have closed down their investigation.

Is the hospital still carrying out theirs?

-Not into Stacey.

We found no evidence that she'd stolen anything.

But a wider investigation is ongoing, yeah.

-So you found no evidence that she had stolen anything?

Was Stacey made aware of this before her death?

-No.

We only recently decided to drop the part

of the investigation that pertains to her.

-Did it occur to you that this could be playing on a mind?

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I'm just wondering, have you seen this woman?

-She's -- yeah, she works on the third floor.

So if you down...

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-Debbie?

-You're Stacey's mom, right?

I saw you at the funeral.

-Listen, I was just downstairs on some business.

I just wanted to have a little chat.

Just basically trying to piece together what happened.

Like, how was she before?

-I mean...

there was nothing I noticed.

And I feel shit for that, you know?

I do.

Don't get me wrong. Stace had her struggles.

But...

there was nothing I could say.

-How was she after the suspension?

-As far as I know, they suspended her without pay.

That must have been hard.

-So, she had no money coming in?

-Not that I know of, no.

-Debbie, do you think that

Stacey would have done something...

...I don't know, illegal, to make ends meet?

-It's not the Stace I knew.

You know, "I don't know" is the answer.

We have kind of drifted apart.

I hadn't heard from Stace in ages.

Actually, I was surprised when she rang

and asked me to mind the kids.

That's me.

-Debbie, what do you know about her boyfriend?

I mean, were there any issues there?

-Who, Eoin? -Yeah.

-Didn't really know him, no.

-And what about her ex? The kids' dad.

-Look, um, I better go. But I'll pop over soon, yeah?

See the kids.

-That'd be nice.

-See ya. -Thanks.

-Okay. [ Speaking native language ]

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Cara?

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-[ Sobbing ]

[ Beeping ]

[ Indistinct chatter ]

-Cara?

Cara?

-[ Sobbing ]

Niamh told me you were freaking out in class.

Open the door.

Come on, please.

-Mrs. Blake?

Mrs. Blake?

I'm Detective Garda Cunningham. This is Detective Garda Wilson.

We'd like to ask you a few questions about Anthony

and what happened last night.

Is that all right, Fiona?

Do you mind if we call you Fiona?

-Is he dead?

-No.

He's unconscious, but he's alive.

-What do you want to know?

-I want to know what happened last night, Fiona.

Can you talk us through that?

Can you do that?

-I was watching telly.

And I heard banging upstairs.

And there was yelling, you know.

More like screams.

I raced upstairs to Anthony's room.

You know.

And there was blood everywhere.

He was lying there not moving.

-And what time was this at?

-Around 2:00.

-2:00?

Because we have it logged that you called the ambulance

at 5:43 a.m.

-Right. Um, around 5:00. Yeah.

-So, you said you raced upstairs?

Was there someone there?

-Yeah.

No.

I don't know. Yeah.

-Yeah? Okay, is that your final answer?

Did you happen to get a look at the face?

-It was a man, but he ran past me.

I didn't get a good look.

-Fiona, Anthony has had to be put into an induced coma.

Do you understand what that means?

It means that someone has hurt him very, very badly.

And we need to find out who.

Get some rest. We'll check back with you later, Fiona.

-I'm not surprised she's on social protection's radar.

-Yeah, did they say if there's any history of drug

or domestic abuse?

-Uh, drug, yes. Domestic, no.

-Gonna call Patrick.

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[ Camera shutter clicks ]

[ Camera whirring, clicks ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

-[ Sighs ]

-Hi. How'd you get on?

-She claims that someone broke in upstairs.

-Yeah, there's no sign of forced entry upstairs.

Or anywhere else, for that matter.

-What about Anthony's bedroom window? Was it locked?

-Screwed shut, in fact.

Not that uncommon around here.

-So, how would anyone gain access

without using the front door?

-Well, they couldn't.

We're in the process of going door to door.

I'm pulling local CCTV footage now.

-All right. Thanks, Patrick. -All right.

-Yeah.

-What are you thinking? -[ Chuckles ]

Thinking it's not much fun doing oxy on your own.

[ Indistinct chatter ]

-Hey. -Hey.

-Guess what came yesterday.

-No way.

-I meant to tell you last night.

-What are we waiting for? There's no one at mine.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Indistinct chatter ]

-We haven't got the CCTV footage yet,

but a neighbor says she saw Fiona's boyfriend

enter the house around midnight.

-Do you know the boyfriend's name?

-Jay McPherson.

-Any idea where he is?

-I've put the word out. He'll turn up.

-And what about the knife?

-We searched the house, front and back gardens.

Going through the bins now.

-We're can have another little chat with Fiona Blake.

See you later.

All right.

-Actually, Collette, have you got a sec?

I heard that you're Stacey Lockley's mother.

That didn't even click the other day

when you were asking questions.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry for your loss.

-Thanks.

-Detective, we found the knife.

-This game's easy.

-That's only because you're destroying me now.

But I'm going to come back. Don't worry.

-No, you won't. -Yes, I will. Don't worry.

-I literally just lapped you. -Have you?

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-I'm about to pass you. -Oh, really?

-I don't find that likely. -I do find it likely, actually.

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-Who are you exactly?

-Collette, is it?

I just dropped by to grab my stuff out of Stacey's room.

I hope that's okay.

-How'd you get in?

-I...

Stacey gave them to me.

-Collette, uh, it's okay.

This was my mom's boyfriend.

-I'm Eoin. Eoin Malony.

Her mother.

-You sound shocked.

-Well, she never spoke about her mother, really.

Sorry. I just always assumed that she -- you were dead.

-No, very much alive.

We just didn't see that much of each other.

-Why's that then?

-Well, I was in Liverpool. She was here.

It's just how it worked out.

How long were you and Stacey together?

-About nine months or so.

-Were you happy?

-[ Chuckles ]

There's a question, straight in there.

-I didn't mean it like.

-Yeah, all right.

Due diligence. I get it.

Yeah.

Yeah. We were solid.

Just the thought that she was in so much pain.

Just fuckin' breaks me, you know?

-I know. -I'm sorry.

I shouldn't be using language like that

in front of you, it's just -- -That's all right.

-[ Sighs ]

-How did Stacey feel about being suspended?

-She was devastated.

She'd worked there for years.

-And what do you make of the allegations?

-I don't know.

Didn't seem like something Stace would do.

-So you don't think she had any reason to steal the drugs?

-[ Scoffs ] No, not that I know of.

-She was having money problems

before the suspension, wasn't she?

-I mean, she had bills to pay.

She had kids to look after, you know?

-The kids' dad. Did he pay maintenance?

-[ Chuckles ] No. No, he did not.

I think that's why Stace was so pissed

that he was demanding access to see them again.

-Really? He was in contact?

-Oh, yeah, and Stace wasn't too happy about it either.

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-Did you know that Stacey's ex-partner had reached out

about getting access to the kids?

-Last I heard, he was in London.

There is no chance he's going to swoop in and take the kids,

if that's what you're worried about.

Stacey named you as their guardian.

-Yeah, but as their father --

-The children were born outside of wedlock.

He'd have to apply for guardianship first,

then custody.

-Obviously, I just want what's best for the kids.

[ Sighs ] They went through so much.

-Of course.

And should the court accept your custody application,

you'd be granted full custodial rights.

-Right. So I should just e-mail these to you, yeah?

-Yes. -Okay.

-Oh, and I wanted to give you the letter that I received

from St. Peter's General Hospital.

Just basically states that they've shut down

the investigation into Stacey.

-Did Stacey talk to you about the suspension?

-Oh, yeah, we were fighting it.

-Were you really? -Yes.

They suspended her for a minor discrepancy

in her drug stock list, a tiny thing, with no proof of it.

And they suspended her without pay, which is illegal.

Stacey had a solid case.

I'd have gotten her some good compensation, I can tell you.

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-I don't want to talk. Can you just drive?

-How much have you had to drink?

-What part of "I don't want to talk" do you not understand?

-Cara, I don't mind driving you home.

But what happened?

Love, you're clearly upset.

Is it something to do with that text message

you got this morning?

-What text?

Have you been reading my messages?

-Is someone threatening you?

-How fucking do you!

-Because if they are... -Jesus!

-...I need to know. -Christ!

It was Ross being a dick, okay?

Not that it's any of your fucking business.

Just go, okay? I want to go home.

-Okay.

[ Turn signal clicking ]

-Stop.

[ Retches ]

-[ Sighs ] -[ Coughing ]

[ Bubbling ]

-Thank you.

-Good night, love.

-Night.

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Like mother, like daughter.

-What? Mom drink out of the carton?

-Oh, yeah. Used to wind me up something shocking.

-Yeah, it'd wind her up something shocking

when I did it, too.

Thank you.

-Welcome.

-That helping?

-Don't worry, Ross, I wasn't so pissed

that I blurt out all of our secrets to everyone.

-Cara, wait, Cara.

I'm sorry. Okay?

I wanted to be there. You know I did.

But it's not my fault they rostered me on at the pub.

-I just wanted to have some fun and forget everything.

-You did, didn't you? -No.

I wanted you there.

-I now. And I wish I had been.

-I'll see you tomorrow.

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-Hey. -Hey.

I just checked the forensics on the Blake case.

I get it to you a.s.a.p. -Great.

So what should I do if I want to find out the specifics

of a case being handled by Organized Crime?

-You think one of your cases

may be in some way related to one of theirs?

-Yeah.

-To be honest, they'll probably just take it

off your hands then.

They're not great at sharing.

-Ready? -Yeah.

Thanks.

-See you.

[ Siren wailing ]

-Fiona, your neighbors put Jay McPherson at your house

the night Anthony was stabbed.

-No.

-No, he wasn't there.

-This is an image taken from a CCTV camera

on the street where you live.

That's Jay, isn't it?

-I can't make out if it's him or not.

-Have another look, Fiona.

Is that your boyfriend?

-No. It's not him.

-We also found this in your bin.

Now, according to this receipt, Jay ordered a home delivery to

your address at 0328 hours.

-That was probably me using his card.

-Fiona, Anthony is in critical condition.

He might die.

I'm not saying he will, but he might.

And then this turns into a murder inquiry.

He's your son, Fiona.

-He was angry.

-Who was angry? Was Jay?

-We just finished the gear we'd had.

Thought that just a bit more would do the trick,

but it wasn't in its place.

He'd gone and hidden it.

-Who had?

-Anthony.

He does it to try and stop me using.

But I've told him, time and time, I've told him,

don't fuckin mess with my shit because it winds me up.

And it winds Jay up, too.

And Jay don't stand for, you know,

and he wasn't going to stand for it that night either.

-What did Jay do?

What did he do, Fiona?!

-He grabbed the knife.

-This knife?

-Yeah.

-Then what happened?

-He grabbed the knife.

Went upstairs.

And there was this scream.

Horrible like.

I went up, and he was there, Jay, standing over from.

-Jay was standing over Anthony?

-Yeah, like, terror, no, from stabbing him.

-[ Sighs ]

Who was holding Anthony down, Fiona?

-What?

-You heard me. -No one.

-So you're telling me that Anthony lay there and took it?

Lay there and allowed Jay

to stab him seven times in the chest with no struggle?

Fiona.

[ Knock on door ]

-Detectives. Sorry to interrupt.

Could I have a quick word?

-Yeah. Interview suspended at 1123 hours.

-Still waiting on the DNA results.

But the prints are back.

And we located Jay McPherson. He's in interview room 3.

-Great. Thanks, Patrick.

Let's leave Fiona's to stew for a bit.

See what the boyfriend has to say for himself.

-Our CCTV footage puts you there, Jay, so...

-Okay. I must be getting me nights mixed up.

-Fiona claims it was you that stabbed Anthony, Jay.

-Huh?

No. [ Chuckles ]

No, no, no. No, she wouldn't.

-Well, we have it on tape.

According to our forensics report,

there were no traces of your fingerprints on the knife.

Only Fiona's.

-So that -- that means she did it, right?

She -- she stabbed Anthony.

-Yeah, but here's the thing.

Anthony had extensive bruising on his wrists and his chest

from where he struggled against his attacker.

Now, I am no expert on the strength of teenage boys,

but I'm guessing it's a bit of a task

to hold down a 6'2" lad while simultaneously

driving a knife into his chest.

Especially if you're Fiona's size.

You did it together, didn't you?

You held him down

while his mother stabbed him.

What about with hands, Jay? How'd that happen?

It's all right because we took scrapings

from underneath Anthony's fingernails.

DNA results will be back any minute now.

-[ Scoffs ]

[ Sighs ]

Fuck it.

Yeah, and that little bastard deserved everything he got.

-He's just a kid.

-Interview suspended at 11:43.

[ Cellphone rings ]

-Hello. Detective Garda Cunningham.

Thank you for letting me know.

-What's happened?

[ Door closes ]

-I'm sorry to inform you that

we've just been notified by the hospital

that Anthony passed away at 11:36 this morning.

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[ Lighter clicking ]

-Whoops. Busted.

Want one?

-No thanks.

-Tough case.

-Yeah.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

-Some people just shouldn't have kids.

-I wasn't a bad mother, you know?

-Oh, God, no. No, I didn't mean to imply that.

-No, I know.

-I just...

Actually, can I have one, please?

-Yeah.

-Thanks.

[ Lighter clicks ]

-Cheers, Jane.

Sometimes we don't realize the mistakes we make

until it's too late, you know?

-Hello?

Hello?

Liam? Cara?

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