Trespasses (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

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This programme contains
scenes of a sexual nature,
some nudity from the very start,
and strong and offensive language
Our day will come
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring
No-one can tell me that I'm too
young to know
Too young to know ♪
This is a control zone, you'll need
to move on now.
I told you to stay in the car.
And you love me
Oh, our day will come
Our day will come
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love ♪
I've a stick of dynamite in my
underpants, darlin'.
Catch yourself on, big lad.
Because we'll always stay in love
this way
Our day, our day
Will
CONTINUES OVER STORE SPEAKER:
..come ♪
If he's anything like my husband,
he'll have them off in five minutes.
Well, worth a month's wages then.
LAUGHTER
MOANING Our day will come
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy ♪
So, it's true then.
Catholic girls ARE nymphomaniacs.
And they have scaly backs.
Are you saying I'm bogging?
Filthy.
Mmm. Well, you smell like scallions.
We'll always stay in love this way
Our day
Our day
..will come. ♪
Patrol car.
They like to let me know they know
where I am.
Who is Siobhan de Buitleir?
I've been swotting up since our
last lesson. Mmm!
Is your week busy?
Always.
I'm free Easter Monday,
after my shift.
I'm afraid I'm not.
I'd better go.
SHE LAUGHS
I think about you all the time.
D'ya ever spare a thought
for this poor auld lad? Mmm.
I've got better things to be
thinking about,
Michael Agnew, than dirty auld men.
Mingin' jam sandwiches again.
The wee pips stick in my teeth.
SHE CHUCKLES
In.
I know. Look, I'm just giving the
child a lift,
with everything that's happening
at home.
Do you think he could get free
school dinners?
It's too much.
Sitting with him at break.
The lifts. Now dinners?
It's up to Mrs McGeown to feed
her children.
If she can't do that, she shouldn't
have had them.
Betty does feed them, she's just
struggling.
Betty?
I meant Mrs McGeown.
Stay away from the McGeowns.
A 22-year-old man was shot dead in
an ongoing feud between the INLA
and the Official IRA.
The Protestant Action Force shot two
men in a bar up in New Lodge.
OK. Well, what about some good news?
Like, who is number one in the
charts?
My daddy's getting better.
He can nearly light his own fag now.
BABY CRIES
DOOR OPENS, BELL JINGLES
DOOR SHUTS
How's about you, Cushla?
I'm good, thanks, Fidel.
This is wee Davy McGeown.
I believe your friends are
acquainted with his daddy.
I'm sorry to hear about your da,
wee man.
I'm sure his daddy will be delighted
to know that you were concerned,
but erm,
no Easter eggs this year cause he's
not working.
My ma got in too many,
and they'll not shift now.
Thanks, Mister.
SHE CHUCKLES OK, let's go.
DOOR OPENS, BELL JINGLES
DOOR SHUTS
MUFFLED LOUD MUSIC PLAYS
Maybe Tommy'll go back next year.
Nah, he's over 16.
He can do what he likes.
He's hardly here any more.
Knocking about with his cousins.
Bad news,
them boys. Here, bring this up to
him.
Try and talk a bit of sense into
him.
Yeah.
ROCK MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY
SHE KNOCKS ON DOOR
I come bearing gifts.
Go on. You're never too old for
a creme egg.
MUSIC STOPS
So, you're leaving school?
FAINT ARGUING FROM OTHER ROOM
You're so close to the end, Tommy.
Would you not just suffer it out
for the next few weeks?
Sit the exams at least?
Daddy's sitting down there with
a bag of piss strapped
to his leg. He'll not work again.
School is a luxury I can't afford.
HELICOPTER FLIES OVERHEAD
Yeah, but if you get a couple of
A-Levels, you can earn
a bit of money, go to university.
Have some real prospects.
What prospects would they be?
I hope the peelers catch whoever did
this soon.
Yeah, well best find them
before I do.
Go and say happy Easter
to your granny.
OK. Marian's put on a quare lot
of weight.
You can't help yourself, can you?
Granny! Hi. Give me a wee kiss.
Happy Easter, Granny.
Hello, girls! You look beautiful!
Good to see ya, Granny.
Look who we brought.
Go watch TV. Hi. Ooh!
Happy Easter. Happy Easter, Cushla.
Love your hair!
Happy Easter, Ma. Happy Easter.
Makes you look older. Aww!
Really lovely! Nice.
We brought you some Easter
I actually got some,
so you can take it home.
Ah, give it here, Eamonn.
I'll bring you a wee bickie.
Thanks, Granny!
Are we all out of knives?
HE CLEARS THROA
To Daddy.
Second Easter without him.
To Daddy.
God rest his soul.
Tuck in.
Oh, Jesus. What?
I I've rubbed it in garlic.
Aye, sure you did.
I'll stink like a Froggie
for the day.
Should I fry up a wee bit of bacon?
It's delicious, Cushla.
I don't like it, Mummy.
Just eat your potatoes.
I like it. PHONE RINGS
Come on, Nicola! Wait for me!
Girls, where are going?
Let them go.
Hello?
ON PHONE: I just wanted to say
happy Easter and hear your voice.
I can't stop thinking about you.
I spared you a wee thought
last night
as I was lying in bed. Oh, yeah?
I thought about you first thing
this morning when I woke up.
When can I see you again?
I'm working on it.
Well, work harder.
I can't wait. IN DISTANCE: Dad?
Sorry, I have to go.
CALL DISCONNECTS
Who was it? Gerry.
Who's Gerry? Someone special?
The wee teacher she's been
staying out all night with.
What's going on? Nothing.
There'd better not be.
What about your job?
Leave her alone!
She's a single girl. And she'll
bloody stay single as well,
giving it away for nothing.
I have no privacy.
LAUGHS: Do yous hear her? Aye.
We have some news.
Well, I should let you
tell them, Eamonn.
I think we've guessed.
When?
End of July. Or? Yeah.
August.
Five months gone.
Five months.
All right, come on, girls. Let's go.
Eamonn. Don't rise to her.
They're on their way
to the golf club. I know they are.
Is it any wonder they left?
Her ma was probably told the moment
our Eamonn pulled out of her.
That's disgusting.
And why did you tell them about me?
I'm a grown woman who's entitled
to a private life.
Don't be so childish.
Me? Childish?
Sure, you're the one who has to be
put to bed night after night.
SINGING ON TV
DOG BARKS
Thanks, Miss Lavery.
That's wheeker.
CHUCKLES: He's a geg.
Daddy's going to love this lamb.
At least you all got together.
Neither of our families
would have us.
That's their loss, Betty. Oh!
I hope you love it as much as I did.
Thanks. Mandy, take this through
to Daddy.
Can we have our eggs
from the man now?
Well, you can really thank
Miss Lavery for them.
Thanks, Miss Lavery.
Here you go.
SHE LAUGHS
You've been awful good to us
this last while.
I just want you to know that me
and Seamus, we really appreciate it.
Ah, it's
HE BURPS
That garlic's been repeating on me
since yesterday.
HE EXHALES
Er, Seamie McGeown said thank you
very much for the Easter eggs.
Wise up, wee girl. You can't just
say what you want any more.
Do you want to get us burnt out?
I want his people to know
what they've done.
You should see the state of Seamie,
Eamonn. He's a mess.
You've been to their house?
Is it bogging? No. It's immaculate.
It's the people throwing dog shite
at their washing line
that are bogging.
Just keep your oar out!
Your Honour. Jimmy.
All right, Jimmy.
Here, I've managed to wrangle
a couple of hours free.
You're finishing soon, right?
I'm going to the pictures.
With who?
With Gerry.
Finger out, Princess.
Nice blouse, mate. LAUGHTER
Is that the boy who had you out
all night?
JOYLESS CHUCKLE
Er Eamonn, this is Gerry.
Gerry, this is my brother, Eamonn.
Gerry's a Leeds supporter.
Is that a good thing here?
It gets you get a drink
on the house. What's your poison?
A pint of your best.
Barcelona chances?
I think we'll do them, you know.
Decent bloke. Pity about the blouse.
Go round to him, I'll get this. Go.
Well, how's about you?
Hello again.
We're going to see Cabaret.
Lavery's not seen it yet.
Is that so?
Yeah.
All right.
He's rather taken with you.
Are you serious?
I appear to be jealous,
which is not
a helpful development.
Yeah, well
I never know where you are
or what you're doing,
so I won't be taking myself
to a nunnery any time soon.
Wait, hold on.
Here. You can phone me at the flat,
any time.
I'm sorry that things
aren't different.
ADVERT PLAYS
Eamonn said I rang you
during dinner yesterday.
You did.
I said I did, but did I?
You did.
You owe me, Lavery.
I don't owe you a quick feel.
You should be so lucky.
THEY CHUCKLE
DIALLING TONE
REPORTER: How do you respond
to the criticisms
that you're blatantly
encouraging terrorism
by representing members of the IRA?
MICHAEL: Let me be clear.
I am defending Conor Kelly,
Michael McAleavey and Patrick Coyle
because they are not members
of the IRA.
Cheeky! They are, however, like
most Catholic youths in Belfast,
in danger of being recruited.
They've no work or future prospects
open to them,
and if they get into trouble,
they've no hope of justice
and they know it. That case'll
burn anyone who goes near it.
They have nothing to lose.
Fair play to him - no-one else
is speaking up for those boys.
His poor wife, though. As if
life with him wasn't hard enough.
Joanna Butler.
Who's Siobhan de Buitleir?
Do you know her?
Aye, I know of her.
They were talking
in the hairdressers.
She wouldn't be one for circulation,
if you know what I mean.
No, I don't know what you mean.
The nerves - I told you before -
and the drink.
Any wonder - a string of affairs,
and now this carry on.
Affairs? Aye.
Women go silly for him,
and he doesn't deny himself.
His wife would be the only one
who doesn't know.
SHE CLEARS THROA
You planning on peeling
that wee spud into oblivion?
DIALLING TONE
MICHAEL: Hello?
I want to see you.
Now.
My dear Mummy helped me figure out
who Siobhan de Buitleir is.
Joanna Butler.
Why did you not say when I asked?
Because I keep all that separate.
That's very neat.
Very Protestant.
Don't. Apparently I'm the only one
that doesn't know
that you're a complete womaniser.
HE SIGHS
How little your friends must think
of your wife
that they scarcely bat an eyelid
while you parade me around.
My wife is no concern of yours
and
should not come between us.
And your other women?
Are they any concern of
your poor wife?
Do you really want to have
this conversation? Yeah, yeah, I do.
Yeah.
Then I would counter that
this attack of conscience
hasn't been triggered by any concern
for my wife's dignity,
but by the realisation that
you're not the only woman
that I've been with
outside of my marriage.
Fuck off.
Cushla Cushla!
SHE STARTS TO CRY
CHILDREN WHISPERING
Excuse me.
What's a Soldier Doll, Miss?
Nothing. It's not for today.
A traitor.
She sleeps with the enemy.
Sean, not for class.
They have to heat up the tar.
Enough, Sean!
That's mine, Miss.
I have to hang it back up,
so my sister doesn't get any ideas.
Mummy says girls go silly
for boys in uniform. After class.
Let's move on, please.
Miss You too, Davy.
SCHOOL BELL RINGS
Art supplies away, please.
Oh, I'm not 100% today.
Well, you're 100% hungover.
Big juicy eyeballs on you.
You're so spikey lately.
I hope you're not that mean
to poor Gerry.
How about you?
Maybe that's why he's not calling.
NEWS REPORT: And now entering
the arena,
you have the German shepherds
of the Police
SHE READS: "Are You A Love Addict?
"How To Stop Stifling Your Feelings
And Become A Truly Sexual Woman".
LAUGHS: Mother of God.
Why do people waste their money
on this shite?
Why do you steal it
from the hairdressers?
Are you a love addict?
You haven't gone five feet
from that phone in a week.
Are you and Gerry fighting or what?
PHONE RINGS
Hello? MICHAEL: Don't hang up.
Can I talk to you?
Maybe.
I want to make it right.
Are you in the pub?
Aye, yeah, yeah. I came in
looking for you.
I can be there in five minutes.
I couldn't get away.
And I thought you hated me.
THEY LAUGH
OK.
Who was that?
Gerry. I'm going to go
and see him now.
So, he's forgiven you, has he?
I'll cook later. Aye.
Well, I'll just give myself
a wee top up.
Stave off the hunger!
PANTING
No tears today, I hope?
Er, no. I was just catching up
with a friend.
Oh, you're popular tonight.
Your mother just let in a young
fella, presumably not for her.
Erm Must be the other
school teacher.
We're planning a disco,
so it's all go.
Night! Goodnight.
Your wee man is in there.
Er Communication breakdown.
I must have gone to the wrong pub.
Oh! Tommy.
Expecting Michael?
Relax. That time I phoned,
you said "Michael"?
Ah, yeah.
Is everything OK at home?
Aye, same.
Oh!
The best book I've ever read.
Dark like, but great.
Keep 'em coming.
You know, book lovers like you
should really stay in school, Tommy.
Erm I'll see you later, yeah?
Yeah, I'll I'll see you later.
MUSIC PLAYS: Tiger Feet by Mud
And I like the way you do
what you're doin' to me
All right, that's right,
that's right, that's right
That's right, I really love
your tiger light
That's neat, that's neat,
that's neat, that's neat
I really love your tiger feet,
I really love your tiger feet ♪
SHE LAUGHS
Constable Peters, this is Cushla,
the P4 teacher. Miss Lavery.
I drink in your pub the odd time.
Oh, yeah? And will you be dancing?
I have a few impressive moves.
I might bust them out for you,
if you're lucky.
It's not me
you're trying to impress. Isn't it?
MUSIC: Billy - Don't Be a Hero
by Paper Lace
Chatting up peelers - risky!
You're just jealous.
If he was chocolate,
he'd eat himself.
SHE LAUGHS
The marchin' band came down ♪
Gerry, I can't dance!
Yeah, I can see that,
but I'm brilliant at it!
CHILDREN LAUGH
I looked across
and there I saw Billy
Waiting to go and join the line
And with her head upon ♪
Gerry! CHILDREN LAUGH
Disco Peeler can't take his eyes
off you. What have you done?
Guilty of being too attractive.
I mean it. He's watching you.
"Billy, don't be a hero,
don't be a fool with your life
"Billy, don't be a hero"
"Come back and make me your wife"
And as Billy started to go,
she said
"Keep your pretty head low"
"Billy, don't be a hero"
"Come back to me" ♪
Here, did you see Penny's got
her own solo show next month?
Well done, you! Thank you. Yeah.
We're going for salon style.
Cluttered walls, a few new pieces of
sculpture. That's great. Come on in.
You should both come.
Thank you, Penny. Go on in.
Old Nigel Prendergast?
Yes. Potato nose?
Oh! That was his nickname.
Well, he appeared before the judge
on a drink-driving charge
and he refused to recognise
the court.
And when he was asked to explain
himself, he said,
"Well, it's been painted
since the last time I was here!"
Oh, my God. Oh, he didn't say that?
No, he didn't! Ridiculous!
I don't get it. Bloody hell, Jane.
Refusing to recognise the court.
Like the IRA prisoners do.
Gunmen and bombers thinking
they're being treated unfairly.
Well, being denied a jury is unfair.
Well, listen, don't get started
on the Diplock courts, right?
I'm trying to digest my food here.
They would not be tolerated
anywhere else in the UK.
Kelly, McAleavey and Coyle
murdered those RUC men.
Those boys were picked out of
a line-up
by a witness who could only be
described as unreliable.
Oh, good old Michael!
Defending the indefensible.
Cushla, why don't you start,
before these two do? Yeah.
Erm
I was There are some words
that I would like to know.
Fire away.
Propaganda.
Bolscaireacht.
Internment.
Imtheorannu.
Terrorist.
Sceimhlitheoir. Just stop it!
Please?
Why don't we go back to, erm,
where you left off last time?
You were telling us
how to make a noun slender.
The masculine and feminine,
remember?
OK.
Friend of the lawyer?
Is that feminine and slender?
Cara an dliodora.
It's masculine, actually.
Are you all right tonight, Victor?
I'm fine.
That was fun. HE SIGHS
Victor was goading me, not you.
He'll never forgive the IRA
for Bloody Friday.
He was one of the first journalists
on the scene and
He smelled burnt flesh and saw body
parts being shovel led into bin bags.
Jesus!
His problem is with the IRA,
not with all Catholics.
Yeah, but it's an interesting choice
of words, though.
All associated with my lot.
I mean, you can't deny that I'm a
source of ridicule to your friends.
I'm the token Taig.
I dislike that word.
What do you prefer?
RC? Fenian? Mick?
Don't be flippant.
What, am I the first Taig?
I bet you I am.
Does it make you feel better that
you're doing it
for community relations?
Cushla, please.
I should have told him to fuck off,
instead of sitting there
like a good little native,
letting him humiliate me.
Let's go to Dublin for the weekend.
What?
Take the Taig to Taig-town
buy your bit on the side
a big bun in Bewley's?
I'm being serious.
I won't be your dirty weekend
pretend to be your wife.
Let's just go back to the flat.
The shadow of your smile
When you are gone ♪
This music is full of want. Mmm.
It's like the Portuguese word
saudade - a deep yearning.
"Saudade"? You Marley-mouthed
pretentious fucker!
THEY LAUGH Thank you.
Tell me, do the Clancy Brothers
know that you stole their cardigan?
I wore this especially for you.
Mmm.
See you later! Thanks, Miss Lavery.
Here, Betty, Davy's down for
free school dinners. Go in, Davy.
In!
Did you report me
for not looking after the children?
What do you mean?
I had a social worker here -
standing in my scullery,
opening my fridge,
asking where the kids sleep!
Betty, I had no idea.
They said the school called.
I am managing.
I am doing my best. I know.
We thought you were our friend!
Stay away from us, Miss Lavery.
Betty!
Betty, I had nothing to do
with this. Look, I promise you.
Did you send a social worker
up to the McGeowns?
You came to me with concerns
regarding the McGeown child,
which I recorded. Yeah, I know I
did, but I You said, and I quote,
"That woman is struggling." I am
obliged, as Principal, to pass
Yes, I know, but I thought
you would feel sorry for her
so Davy could get
free school dinners.
So you lied?! No! No.
She is struggling,
but she is a great mother, OK?
And I just I just thought
that she could use help.
But you, you did this
because she was a Protestant
who dared marry a Catholic.
I suggest you stop before
you say something you regret!
Or something the McGeowns regret.
Now, can I help you with
anything else? No.
What's wrong with your bake?
Were you crying?
The McGeowns hate me.
Bradley called the social
and Betty thinks it was me.
SHE SIGHS
But you told her it wasn't?
I actually can't even talk about it
right now.
Ach, well.
You go see what's
on the telly tonight.
I'll get steaks in.
Make chips.
PHONE RINGS Ah, you stay there.
4-2-8-7-6.
It's that wee Gerry fella.
Away you go.
Hello?
MICHAEL: Does Gerry know your mother
refers to him as "that wee fella"?
It's you.
Come tonight.
I can't. I'm knackered.
I've had a bit of a weird day,
so I just
I need a quiet night.
Bad weird? Not great.
I've got nothing for you tonight.
Hey, that's OK.
Let me look after you.
As if Betty hasn't enough
on her plate.
I've just made it worse.
You were trying to help.
It's brave.
You can say I'm brave all you like,
but I feel like Tommy.
This place is so fuckin' unfair.
Yeah, I know.
I'm seeing Tommy McGeowns
every day of the week in court.
Nobody thanks you for trying
to make it any fairer.
Somebody called in a bomb threat
to chambers today.
Who? SCOFFS: Take your pick.
I mean, this case is rattling
all sides, high and low.
My colleagues have just been added
to that list,
cos they had to stand
in the pouring rain
while the bomb squad checked
the chambers.
God, I hate this place.
Let's go to Dublin.
Yeah? Yeah.
But I won't be Mrs Agnew.
MUSIC: Love Song
by Olivia Newton-John
Er, Mr and Mrs Lavery.
The words I have to say
May well be simple
but they're true ♪
THEY LAUGH
Until you give your love
There's nothing more
that we can do
Love is the opening door
Love is what we came here for
No-one could offer you more
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen? ♪
THEY LAUGH
KNOCK ON DOOR
You say it's very hard
To leave behind the life
we knew ♪
Goodnight, sisters.
Ah, you just said "Goodnight,
sisters" with no drawers on!
LAUGHS: That's what you've
reduced me to!
Love is the key we must turn ♪
I'm glad I got to bring you here.
There's another jazz club
we can go to next time. Mmm!
You seem to know Dublin well.
I'm an all-Ireland sort of chap.
As opposed to a united Ireland?
Not necessarily.
I love Ireland.
I just don't think it's worth
killing anyone over it.
JAZZ MUSIC
Saudade.
Are we doomed to spend
the rest of our lives yearning?
HE CHUCKLES
It's better than wanting nothing.
I love you.
THEY LAUGH
Er You're supposed
to say it back.
Another time.
I've been doing all the running. Ah.
WHISPERS: Good morning.
Now, there you go. Thanks.
Who did you buy these for?
The missal and the beads
are for Davy.
HE READS: "Whoever shall read
this prayer"
"shall never die a sudden death,
"or be drowned, nor shall poison
take effect on them,"
"neither shall they fall into
the hands of the enemy,"
"or shall be burned in any fire,
or shall be overpowered in battle."
Well, St Joseph has it all covered.
You're making fun of me,
but I got that for you.
And the candle. "Say for
nine mornings"
"for anything you may desire.
It has never been known to fail,"
"so be sure you really want
what you ask."
Ah, maybe there's something in it.
It's telling you to be careful
what you wish for.
Are you happy?
Too happy.
Mummy! WATER TRICKLES
Mummy!
Mummy! Oh! Mummy!
You left me all alone.
SHE SHRIEKS OK.
Mummy
OK.
I'm so cold. I know you're cold.
OK. Breathe in. Where were you?
OK, put your arms around me.
I know. OK, put your wee arm
around me.
Can't feel my leg!
One, two, three!
Come on, Mummy. Help me, please.
OK OK.
I'm going to get you.
I'm going to get you.
OK, just stay there for me.
You left me alone.
I'm going to put a wee plaster
on you You left me all alone!
and then I'm going to get you
all warm, OK?
I'm here now. OK?
SHE SOBS, MOANS
I'm here now. I'm sorry, Mummy.
SHE MOANS
DIALLING TONE
EAMONN: The Anchor.
Eamonn, Mummy's drinking's
getting worse.
What?
She's pissed all the time.
There's There's gin bottles
all over this house.
What do you want me to do about it?
I'm up to my ballix here, wee girl!
CALL DISCONNECTS
PANTING AND MOANING
DOG BARKS
WOMAN: Can I help you there, sir?
CAR DOORS SLAM
ENGINE STARTS
Who is it?
TYRES SCREECH, CAR PULLS OFF
I don't know. Er
A car just reversed in
and took off again.
I thought you said you weren't
worried about the peelers?
It wasn't the police.
Who was it?
Did you recognise the car?
No. It was one of those cars that
you're not supposed to remember.