Redemption (2022) s01e02 Episode Script
Episode 2
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[ Sighs ]
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[ Muffled music playing ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
- 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
[ Elevator dings ]
-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.
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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?
[ Both laugh ]
- I'm about to pass you.
- Oh, really?
- I don't find that likely.
- I do find it likely, actually.
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[ Indistinct talking ]
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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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[ Cellphone rings ]
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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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[ Music playing ]
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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[ Sobs ]
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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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[ Muffled music playing ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
- 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.
[ Indistinct talking ]
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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
[ Elevator dings ]
-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 ]
[ Music playing ]
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[ Dialogue inaudible ]
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[ Dialogue inaudible ]
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Cara?
[ Singing in native language ]
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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?
[ Both laugh ]
- I'm about to pass you.
- Oh, really?
- I don't find that likely.
- I do find it likely, actually.
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[ Indistinct talking ]
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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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[ Cellphone rings ]
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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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[ Typing]
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[ Music playing ]
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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-[ Sobs ]
[ Sobs ]
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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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[ Sighs ]
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[ Sighs ]
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