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Yeah. I'll meet you there.

Cheers, Siobhan.

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-Hiya. -Hiya.

-What do you make of this?

-It's SAL.

-So what would it be used for?

-Well, high security, It's digitally encoded.

Can't be copied.

-Right. Good to know.

-Did you want something like that fitted here?

Because I just swapped like for like,

but if you want me to put some-- -No, no. No, I'm just trying

to reunite it with its other half, so to speak.

-Well, they're usually registered.

They should have all the details.

-Oh, good to know. Thanks. -Yeah.

-Yeah.

-Detective Cunningham. I'm Superintendent O'Kelly.

You already know Detective Byrne?

-Yes, I do. Hello, Luke. -Hey, Collette.

-Sorry to call on you at home like this.

We just wanted a quick word, if that's okay.

-Yeah. Of course.

Come in.

Sorry about the mess.

-Sorry, gents. Be out of your hair in a minute.

-You, er...you haven't had a break in, have you?

-No, no, just can't be too careful.

-Right.

-Do you want to sit down?

-Yes, of course. Thank you very much.

-So is this about Stacey?

You know, she was cleared of theft.

-Yes, I heard.

That must be some comfort, at least.

-We're here on another matter.

We need you to confirm where you were on Tuesday evening,

specifically between 5:00 and 7:00.

-[ Scoffs ]

-Look, I know this is a strange situation,

you being a colleague and all,

but it's just a box we need to tick.

-I was here.

Why?

-Alone?

-No. Liam was here.

-That's your grandson? -Yeah.

-So just you and your grandson.

Nobody else was here?

-My daughter's boyfriend called round.

-And who would that be?

-Eoin. Eoin Moloney.

-What time did he leave?

-About 6:30.

Do you want to tell me what's going on?

-Moloney's given you as his alibi.

-His alibi for what?

-We can't go into details about that, I'm afraid.

-Look, Collette, you know yourself

there's only so much we can give you.

We really appreciate your help, though.

-I'd stay well away from him if I were you.

-What's he meant to have done?

Come on, guys.

You got to give me something here.

-Moloney's been on our radar for a while.

He's part of the Donnelly gang.

Drugs, money laundering -- you name it.

He's dangerous.

Leave him to us.

-We'll see ourselves out.

-Thanks, Collette.

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[ Door opens ]

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[ Indistinct conversation in distance ]

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-Morning. -Morning.

-How can I help you?

-I'd like to get some information on this key.

-Sure. No problem.

I'll just get your details up here.

[ Beeps ]

Just need to see a suitable form of identification.

-Sure.

It's to do with a crime we're investigating.

Any information you have would be appreciated.

-I'd better get my boss.

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[ Door opens ]

-There's a woman inside who's looking for some information

on a registered key.

-So what's the problem?

-The key's not registered in her name.

She said it has something to do with an investigation.

[ Conversation continues indistinctly ]

[ Door opens ]

-What's the problem here? -Nothing.

Erm, I just need to get some information on this key.

It's a police matter.

-This is a registered key.

We can't make copies for anyone but the owner.

-I don't need a copy.

I just need to know who it's registered to.

[ Beeping ]

-I'll need to see a warrant.

-Yeah.

You're right. Of course. Thank you.

[ Siren wails in distance ]

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[ Traffic sounds in distance ]

-You're making a list out, right?

-Sir, I'm just trying to establish what's happened here.

-I'd say it's pretty obvious what happened here.

Look, this is my livelihood getting trashed here, yeah?

You're there with your little book.

Listen, sorry. We're closed, yeah?

-This is my colleague, Detective Garda Cunningham.

-Great. Finally, a grown up in the room.

Marvelous.

-Right. So clearly you've had a break-in, yeah?

-You nailed it.

Just by looking at it, you -- you got all that, did you?

So, er, you want to talk me through what happened?

-The cameras there are linked my phone,

so when anything happens, I get an alert.

This time, I floor it to get here.

[ Chuckles ]

I'll probably get a speeding fine.

That's what'll happen. I'll get a speeding --

your man won't get caught, but I'll get a speeding fine.

-You've got footage, I assume? Yeah?

-Yeah. -Right. Can we have a look?

-It's in the back here. All right, come on.

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-So you caught him in the act, yeah?

-Yeah. Got a little clip in the head for me trouble.

It isn't half of what he would have gotten if I caught him.

Bastard.

-Right. We need to get CSE down here.

-Mm-hmm.

Crime scene examiner to take prints.

-If you don't mind, we're gonna have to

take this down to the station as evidence.

Is that all right? -Yeah. Work away, yeah.

-We'll also need a list of everything that was taken --

photos as well. -Yeah, I'll have to do

an inventory check, but I'll send it on.

You can send me the crime reference number

for the insurance? -Yeah, we'll get that to you.

-All right. Thanks a million.

-Make sure you get that looked at.

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I'll be grand.

[ Traffic sounds in distance ]

-He really got up your nose,

didn't he? -Dick.

It wouldn't surprise me if he kept breaking in his own shop

just so he could keep having a go at us.

-Did you run here? -All the way.

-You know how to enjoy a morning off.

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-Wind it back up here.

[ Computer whirring, clicks ]

He's not wearing gloves.

Let's tell the CSE.

[ Computer clicks, beeps ]

-Collette, a word please? In private?

-Jane?

-Er, I just got a phone call from a Helen Rooney.

She's a manager at SAL. -Oh, right.

-She says that she had an officer come into her shop

this morning, behaving in what she called

"a very curious manner." -[ Chuckles ]

-She namechecked you, Collette.

She was worried you were impersonating an officer.

-[ Laughs ]

It feels like it sometimes.

-What's the story?

-Are you serious? I asked her a few questions.

I showed her my badge. It's no big deal.

In relation to an investigation, I hope.

-If you need me to check with you

every time I ask someone a question,

we're gonna be here a long time.

-What I need is not to be getting phone calls

from the public about members of my team.

-Understood.

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Kirby's reported three break-ins at a shop in the last year.

-Is that Dominic Kirby you're talking about?

-Yeah, you know him? -From me uniformed days, yeah.

He still the charmer he always was?

-The guy's a proper tool.

-Siobhan, do we have any pics of the stolen goods?

-Mm-hmm, pretty standard stuff. Nothing especially valuable.

-Thanks.

Patrick, can you go online and check

if any of this has been sold off?

-Sure. No problem.

[ Telephone rings ]

-Hey, Cara. You okay?

I'm so sorry.

I meant to be home before you got here.

-What gives you the right to change the locks to our home?

-I was worried. I didn't know who else had keys.

-No wonder Mum fucking hated you.

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Cara?

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Can we talk?

Cara?

I don't want to keep fighting with you.

Look, I know it may not seem like it,

but I am trying my best here.

-Well, then you can go back to England if you don't like it.

-I don't want to go back to England.

I want to stay here with you and Liam.

It's what your mum wanted as well.

-I don't know.

Everything is changing.

[ Sniffles ]

-I know.

And I should have checked with you before changing those locks.

I am so sorry.

Love, I can't begin to imagine how hard this is for you.

But can we try and be nice to each other, please?

We're family.

Family I didn't know that I had.

I'm not gonna leave you.

-Okay.

Yeah.

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[ Car door opens ]

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[ Car alarm blaring ]

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Hey! Piss off!

-[ Laughs ]

-For fuck's sake.

-You from housing?

She hasn't been there for months.

-Do you know where she is?

-Her mother lives round the back block.

[ Children laughing, talking indistinctly ]

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-Mrs. Gormley?

-Who are you?

I'm Detective Garda Cunningham.

I'm here to see you daughter.

Is she here?

-She's dead.

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-Is this her?

-It'll be eight months next Tuesday.

She was a good girl.

-She looks so lovely.

-The drugs took that from her.

-Mrs. Gormley...

...do you mind?

Do you mind if I ask you what happened?

-She met that bastard. That's what happened.

Ah.

It was him that got her into the drugs.

She lost her job at the pharmacy.

I tried to tell her

I didn't want her seeing him anymore.

She stopped coming to see me.

I was only trying to make her see sense.

He could charm the birds off the trees, that fella.

But I'm no fool.

-Yeah.

-I knew he was trouble.

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Is this him?

-Yeah.

That's him.

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[ Car engine turns over ]

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-I traced the owners of everything

that was taken from the pawnbroker's.

It all checks out. There's nothing to connect them.

-And any leads from the CCTV?

-It's early days yet.

-And the prints you lifted from the shop?

Any news on those?

-I don't think they sent the results back to us yet.

-I called them. They sent them through an hour ago.

-Er, yeah, they, erm, came back negative.

No previous -- erm, not on file anyway.

-Okay, look, I'm getting it in the neck from upstairs.

I really need small cases like this to be wrapped up quickly.

Shouldn't be too much problem

for somebody with your experience.

Please, can we have your focus on this?

Thank you.

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-I gather our beloved leader is a bit unhappy.

-Oh, for a change.

-Well, I got some good news.

-Oh, yeah? Go on.

-You were right.

The stuff nicked from Kirby's?

It is being sold online.

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-Great.

Let's message the seller.

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How many years of combined police experience in this car?

-Oh, I'd say about...too many.

-Nice to know it's all been leading to this.

-They should teach this in Templemore.

Oh, gray tracksuit.

Could be our jewel thief.

-Text the number saying you're one minute away.

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-It's him.

-How much effort does it take to text the word "yes"?

-[ Chuckles ] -Jesus.

God, he's just a kid.

Can't be more than Liam's age, if that.

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-Hi. Hiya.

Erm, I'm Carrie.

I'm here about the bracelet.

-Right, yeah. Have you got the cash?

-Yeah.

Aw!

-Shoot.

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-Oh! Sorry.

I just -- I just froze. -Don't worry about it.

-Oh! -Aah!

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[ Traffic sounds ]

-Straight ahead and then left and then hard left again.

[ Tires screech ]

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[ Tires screech ]

-Oh. That's it.

That's it.

You got him?

[ Breathing heavily ]

-Did you not want a lift?

-Funny.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

[ Breathing heavily ]

-So these are your fingerprints all over the crime scene, Finn?

-It's me brother's shop. He's been there loads of times.

Of course you'd find his fingerprints there.

You'll find mine, too, for that matter.

-I'm just gonna show you some footage

from the CCTV camera in the shop.

Is that you, Finn?

-No comment.

-Hey, enough with the "no comment" shite now.

-I'll ask again. Is that you, Finn?

-Oh, give over. It's clearly him.

As if we didn't have enough to worry about, and now this?

-I was trying to help.

-This is your idea of helping?

-Help with what, Finn?

-Stealing from your own uncle?

You're lucky he didn't box your head off.

On top of all he's going through at the minute.

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-I took a message from a Niamh at Wrinn Insurers,

returning your call.

Said she emailed you the information you were after.

-Arrest Dominic Kirby.

-So, Dominic, we've been onto your insurers.

-Proper cowboys.

They'll do anything not to pay out.

-But they rejected your previous claims

'cause they weren't convinced that they were genuine.

-So they had you install CCTV as a condition of cover.

-Listen, I don't know what you're trying to suggest, yeah?

I'm the victim here, right?

-These are the items you claim were stolen from your shop

in the alleged robbery.

-[ Chuckles ] "Alleged."

-Yeah, well, you reported the break-in on Wednesday the 12th.

The date is here on your own CCTV.

-Yeah? -Finn has the exact same photos

on his phone.

-Yeah. And? What?

He's admitted it.

You can see it's him as plain as day.

-Dominic, you sent them to him the day before the break-in.

-The day -- look, you've done some computer --

-Well, you don't need to be an IT expert

to see what's going on here, do you?

You staged the break-ins, then you got Finn involved

so the CCTV footage to check out with the insurers.

And you even sent him a very helpful list

of things that were to be stolen.

-We've spoken to Finn.

He claims that he just wanted to help.

-Yeah?

Great help he was, too, wasn't he?

Wasn't the fizziest drink in the fridge

when he tried to sell the shit online though, yeah?

Small mistake, Finn.

-Dominic, he is in a lot of trouble right now.

-I didn't set out to drag Finn into my shit.

I just...

was trying to keep the business going.

That's all it was.

-Dominic Kirby, we are charging you

with attempted insurance fraud

and for inciting a minor to engage with criminal activity.

-Yeah, whatever. Go on.

Thanks a million, by the way. That was great.

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-Oh. Usain Bolt called. He wants his record back.

-Oh, yeah? Well, at least I didn't run back to the car.

-I'm gonna call the kids. You two go ahead.

-What are you having?

-Surprise me. -Okay.

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-Hey. -Hey, Cara. How's it going?

-Good. -Listen, I'm gonna just stop off

for a quick drink before heading home.

Is that all right?

-Sure. That's fine.

-I don't have to. I mean, I can come home now.

-No, honestly, we're all good here.

-What's going on there?

-Ross brought pizza. -Oh, lovely.

Liam must be thrilled. -Yeah.

-Well, it will be nice to finally meet Ross soon.

Anyway, erm, I won't be late. It's just a quick one.

-Okay.

Have a nice time.

-Right. Ta-ra, love.

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Sorry about that.

-Well, surprise, surprise.

-Thanks.

-Well... -Oh, yeah.

-...you drink like a native anyway.

-Says the man drinking Coke.

-How are the kids?

-I think we're getting there, actually.

How's your situation?

-You're still in the doghouse?

-Yeah, well, we're meant to be having

a reconciliation talk tonight.

-Time to eat some humble pie, is it?

-I'd rather a pizza, to be honest with you.

Actually, maybe I should pick one up as a peace offering.

-Oh, she'd love that.

-Hmm. [ Cellphone beeps ]

-Oh, that's me summoned.

See yous later.

-Young love, hey?

-I remember it well.

So is it everything you dreamed it would be over here?

[ Sighs ]

I didn't imagine ever being here, actually.

-They did throw you in at the deep end, didn't they?

-Yeah, a little bit.

Slowly getting my head around having two teenage grandchildren

in a new home, in a new job with a new boss.

-Jane's all right, really...

once you learn to tune her out.

Just different schools. -I suppose.

How come you've never been tempted by Jane's job?

You've got the experience.

-Nah, not for me.

I burnt my bridge on that front anyway.

But, hey, we can't all be captains.

-No.

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-Excuse me, sir?

I was wondering if I could have a few words?

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-This is what you call staying away from him?

-Look, he is using her like he used my daughter...

like he used Marie Gormley.

-What are you talking about?

-We are on the same side here, right?

-I hope so. We've got eyes on him.

We can't arrest him for having a girlfriend.

-Look.

I found this at Marie Gormley's house.

There's a pattern here.

Moloney grooms vulnerable women, makes them work for him,

and when he's finished with them,

they conveniently die from overdose,

and no one asks any questions.

-You're too close to this. You're not thinking straight.

-I'm thinking perfectly straight.

You said so yourself. He's dangerous.

-I understand you're upset,

but you know as well as I do what the coroner said

about the death of your daughter.

There was no foul play.

There's nothing to investigate unless you have evidence.

Do you have any evidence?

-No.

-I'm sorry.

Before it was advice, but now it's an order.

Leave Moloney to us.

-Sir --

-Okay, let me show you something.

A few months ago, we picked up a cousin of his,

driving a stolen van full of prescription drugs.

We knew it had to be from Moloney.

We tried to turn him, but no chance.

He was terrified.

If Moloney thought he talked.

He was almost begging us not to release him.

A few days later, he had an accident.

But they managed to save the arm above the elbow.

Don't confront him.

He's unpredictable and dangerous.

Our intel says he's under pressure

from his boss, Aiden Donnelly.

There's no knowing what he's capable of.

Leave him alone.

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-What are you doing here?

-Just, er, briefing a client.

I did want to catch you, though.

-Is everything okay?

-Niall Kilduff, Liam and Cara's father.

-What's happened? -Yeah, no, it's nothing.

Erm, It's just, er, I've had notice

that he's applied to the district court

to be made guardian.

-Can he do that?

-Well, as their father, he can.

And the court will be obliged to consider it.

-But that's not what Stacey wanted.

-And the panel will, of course, take that into consideration.

-Should I be worried?

-Ah, no, look, it's just a formality.

You've got a very good case.

A long way to go yet.

-Okay.

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[ Sighs ]

Is the kettle on?

-Yeah.

So Kirby confessed in the end, did he?

-He didn't have much choice.

-Not the dumbest plan I've ever heard, but it's close.

-I feel a little bit sorry for him, actually.

He's gonna lose his business.

-What happened to the boy?

-I enrolled him in the juvenile-detention program.

-Oh.

I see you spoke to Superintendent O'Kelly.

-Yeah.

-Anything you want to share?

-He was just ticking a box.

-Look, Collette, I know you've been through a lot,

but I don't want any conflict here, you know?

-Yeah. I agree.

-Good.

Oh, the key.

What was the story with that? You never told me.

-It was a dead end.

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I'd have thought you'd have had enough exercise for one week.

-It helps take the edge off.

I recommend it.

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-You okay?

-Yeah. Fine.

-You any plans for the evening?

-Early night.

-Good idea.

See you tomorrow.

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Eoin?

-Collette.

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-So what did you have in here?

-In here?

I'm just out for a walk.

-And you just happened to be here.

I spoke to Shannon Gormley, Marie's mum --

old girlfriend of yours.

-Never met her.

-Turns out we had a lot in common.

Marie died of an overdose as well.

Alone, just like Stacey.

-Did she now?

Well, sure, look...

there's a lot of girls in Dublin on drugs --

plenty who don't know their limits.

Shame.

-Yeah. It's a shame.

Plenty of them happen to know you.

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You're fucking deluded.

Stacey was damaged goods when I met her.

A lot of that was down to you, I imagine.

-And Marie?

Was she damaged goods as well?

-[ Chuckles ]

There's plenty of fucked-up girls out there

who were broken by parents like you.

How's Cara?

-If you so much as look in the direction of my grandchildren,

I will make your life a living hell.

-Now that sounds like a threat, Collette.

-It was meant to.

-I've been threatened before.

Funny thing is,

I'm never the one who ends up with regrets.

Never.

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