Blue Lights (2023) s03e01 Episode Script

1
This programme contains some
strong language
I heard a siren
Screaming from the docks
Saw a train
Set the night on fire
Spring's a girl
From the streets at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
RADIO, QUIETLY: I'm gonna make me
A good sharp axe ♪
Oh, well, what about this one, then?
No, we want something
out in the country.
Here.
What?
Try one of these.
Oh, they look fancy.
They're for the party.
Thank you.
- Mmm!
- Mm-hm?
Sweet baby Jesus, that's good.
I ordered the cocoa powder
off a chocolatier in Belgium.
LAUGHS
Oh, my God, you're serious, aren't you?
Yeah.
- LAUGHS
- What?
Good?
They're really good,
they're really good.
Mmm! Oh, my God, it's really good.
LOUD BANGING
Fuck off, peelers!
Yous are parked on a double yella!
- Jesus Christ.
- Pricks.
Stevie.
Uniform from 7-2,
requesting backup immediately
to Kirkland Street,
three callsigns, over.
No, no, no, no, mate,
we were just messing.
- You don't need to phone anyone else.
- Aye, sorry, mate,
we didn't mean it, seriously.
- My cousin's a peeler.
- Right, go! Piss off. Go!
All right.
Did you pretend to have backup again?
Yeah.
You know, one of these days,
Stevie Neil,
that is not going to work.
Maybe.
But not today.
PHONE BEEPS
Thanks.
Are you not going down
to Dublin tonight?
I'm sorry?
You don't even recognise me, do you?
Oh, shit. It's you.
I Sorry, I I, erm
Sorry. Er, look, here.
Tell you what. Erm Take that.
It's it's it's a tip.
Just take it.
Take it.
Scumbag.
Sandy?
Hi. You all right?
Peelers?
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
PHONE BEEPS
OK. Garren street.
Sandy.
Come on.
Heading north towards Garren Street.
Have we got Garren Street
covered by CCTV?
Yes, sir.
OK, we'll hit them at the next drop.
We need that handset.
- Sierra 4?
- Heading north towards Garren Street.
In pursuit.
MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY
HUMS ALONG
Ain't never coming back
Got me a southbound ♪
SIGHS
Till the train
had run out of track ♪
Look who it is.
Sandy McKnight.
Who's that with him?
Let's find out.
Sandy!
What about you, mate?
- Looking well.
- You've no right to stop me.
Abort. Abort. Uniform have intervened.
Come on, mate.
I'm just trying to say hello.
Oh, Constable Bradley.
- You a friend of Sandy's or?
- Sorry, mate. We're away.
SNIFFS
Am I getting a wee bang of weed, mate?
Nah. You're not.
Stop tryna find an excuse.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're getting wile awkward
in your old age, Sandy.
Based on the smell of cannabis,
I'm detaining you for the purpose
of a search, under Section 23
of the Misuse of Drugs Act 197
Argh! The car, get the car!
Sandy, stop!
Uniform from 7-0. On foot pursuit.
Sandy McKnight. Unknown female
ran off in the other direction.
Request backup.
Stop, Sandy.
You're making it worse
Ah, for God's sake!
Sandy!
You bastard.
Sandy!
SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE
Sandy!
Shit!
Move, move!
Get the fuck out!
Police! Move! Move!
Ha!
Stop! Police!
Police! Police! Stop!
Stop or I release the dog!
Dog! Dog!
Please, don't let it
bite me, don't let it bite me!
On your knees. On your knees,
hands behind your back.
- Hands behind your back.
- Where is it? Where is it?
Keep it away from me! Where is the dog?
Dog?
Woof.
Bastards!
All right, lads?
What happened to you two?
- You're getting slow, mate.
- Faster than you, you clampet.
SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE
DOOR BUZZES
Sandy, you've done some bad shit
in your time, but this is the worst.
I can't believe you sat on my cupcakes.
Can you buzz us through, please?
Constables. We're taking over
this investigation.
You what?
We'll need your arrest statements.
Send them over when they're done,
yeah? This way, please.
DOOR BUZZES
What's that about? C1, aren't they?
That's Organised Crime.
Dave?
DOOR BUZZES
Do you think they'll notice?
Er yeah.
Fucking Sandy.
Can I help you?
Paul Collins. C3.
Sorry about what happened.
- He was one of the good guys.
- You knew him?
Yeah, from the old days. He was
a bit of a legend down the branch.
The branch threw him out.
They did, aye. Some peeler, though.
Is she in?
- Inspector McNally?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Great, thank you.
- KNOCK ON DOOR
- Come.
Long time, no see.
- Really?
- What?
Tonic wine?
Wee bit of Lurgan champagne
never hurt anyone.
I'm not sure that's true, you know.
Tommy, come on.
We're going to have a party.
We're going to get wrecked.
Just enjoy yourself, OK?
All right.
Ah. No kissing, now,
constables, all right?
Away and shite, you.
Can you believe it's been two years?
- Bit mad.
- Bit mad.
We're, like, actual peelers now.
Hey!
- You OK, doll? Yeah.
- Yeah, I'm OK.
How's your mammy?
Not great.
Listen, if you want, we can
just cancel the party tonight.
No. It'll take my mind off things.
You know?
Let's do it!
Will we just start now, will we?
Yeah!
Proper peelers!
All right, there's one for you.
Two tequila.
Right, who's up first? Tommy?
- Tommy!
- No, no.
- Tommy! Tommy!
- No.
Tommy! Tommy!
Oh, er, skipper, I was just, er
Yeah, it's probably best I don't know.
All right, er, we've had a
noise complaint on Carlisle Street.
- Can you two cover?
- Mm.
Great. 7-4.
And, Shane, get that bodyworn uploaded.
THEY LAUGH
You are a dope.
Nice one, amigo.
Bollocks.
So how's life?
I've a feeling it's about to get
a lot more complicated.
After all these years, Helen,
you're still so suspicious.
The intelligence department has that
effect on me.
Yeah, I remember.
So, do you want to tell me
why Organised Crime
has taken Sandy McKnight off our hands?
We've been running
a surveillance op on him.
Well, we were. Until your people
came in and stomped all over it.
Well, maybe you should have told us.
- Too sensitive.
- Isn't it always?
Are you aware of this, er,
encrypted messaging app?
Yeah. Of course we are.
It's a nightmare.
- How so?
- You name it.
Coke stroke, domestic violence,
driving offences, suicides.
All in the leafy green suburbs
behind high gates.
And you haven't found a phone
with the app still running, no?
No.
This is a bit beneath you, isn't it?
- What makes you say that?
- Street drugs.
What are you really after, or who?
That was Gerry Cliff's wife
out there, wasn't it?
Or rather, his widow.
I'm going after the bastards
that killed him.
You think the Ginley gang
are behind this app?
Yeah.
That and a whole lot more.
Such as?
- Well, as I say, it's sensitive.
- Oh, Colly, for God's sake,
- we're on the same side here.
- OK. Look
The app has a very small clientele base.
You get in
through personal introduction.
The coke is 90% pure
and will be delivered to your door
in 20 minutes using runners.
Kids. Kids like Sandy,
who, once they're in,
they're not getting out.
But why keep it so small?
It's not going to make any money.
It's not designed to make money.
It's designed to make friends.
The Ginleys are a cancer, Helen.
Their motto is, "If you're not
growing, you're dying."
And when they take over a town,
they get everywhere.
Judges, solicitors, accountants -
they use everyone and everything.
They done it in Dublin,
and they're doing it here.
Using a phone app.
Using a fucking phone app, yeah.
So we have had young Sandy
under surveillance for a while.
Tonight's operation was,
we were going to get in the quick,
get him, grab the phone,
take him to HQ and
Well, here we are.
Don't expect an apology.
No, it's not your style, is it?
You would have made
a great C3 officer, Helen.
- Oh, that ship has sailed.
- Hmm.
- So what do I tell my people?
- You tell your people,
in the unlikely event of them
finding a phone
with the app still running,
that they seize it
and they get it to me
as quickly as possible.
That's it?
I don't want to melt their wee heads.
Good seeing you again, kiddo.
Hi again. Hi, can I?
Absolutely. Thanks.
Number 70.
Sorry, just, er
Thanks.
Well? You get it?
- Yeah.
- Ah, good man. Well done.
- Great.
- What?
- Er I saw
- You saw what?
- GLASS TINKLES
- Doesn't matter.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our
first birthday here at the Deanery.
A year ago, people said we were mad
to open a private members' club
in Belfast.
LAUGHTER
They told me people wouldn't pay
for what they could get for free.
But I knew that people in your
position want two things above all.
Luxury
and privacy.
And I believe
that I have been proved right.
Good health to everybody, and thank you.
Looks good, mate.
- Bit different, like.
- Oi!
- Wait for Annie.
- All right.
Shane, have you uploaded
your bodyworn yet?
I need the timings for my statement.
Yeah, yeah. I was just about to do it.
Yeah?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right, guys. I need you to dot the I's
and cross the T's on this paperwork.
Skipper, why would C1 be interested
in someone like Sandy Mcnight?
They're interested in getting hold
of an active handset,
before this app gets wiped.
So, if you come across anything of value
straight up the line.
Stevie, a quick chat?
Yeah.
- RADIO: Shane, are you mobile yet?
- Uniform 7-0.
30 seconds, Barney.
That's us, Tommy.
That's uploading now, Grace.
- No time to exhibit, sorry.
- All right.
Sandy. You've no right to stop me.
Come on, mate.
I'm just trying to say hello.
- Friend of Sandy's?
- Sorry, mate. We're away.
Oh, shit.
No, look, Sandra, I
I appreciate the offer.
I mean, it's just
It's just what?
It's just not it's just not me.
I don't get it, Stevie.
You're more than capable.
I'm happy where I am, you know?
OK, so
you don't want to be a skipper.
That's good.
- Is it?
- That's exactly why you should be.
Look, all the best skippers
never really go looking for it.
I've got you down
for a trial shift tomorrow.
Give it a go.
Barney, that's an arrival.
RADIO: Roger that.
We're over here.
This is ridiculous!
Right, we'll get it sorted, sir, OK?
Every week this happens. Every week!
OK.
I'm telling you,
I've had enough, I'm telling you.
- Right.
- Run through here.
Now, I'm in the flat upstairs, but
everything's going on down there.
Right. This has to stop. OK?
Right, no sweat,
we'll sort it out, sir, thank you.
THUMPING MUSIC
Peelers!
- Where's the owner?
- Piss off!
Right.
Look at yous!
CHEERING
Police! Guys, wrap it up! Party's over!
To the front, please! Thank you!
Guys, wrap it up.
Coming through! Police!
Guys, party's over! Everyone
to the front, that's enough, please!
Coming through! Police! Wrap it up here!
Thank you!
Right, everyone, that's enough!
Party's over! Guys, turn it off!
Hey! Hey! Excuse me, turn it off!
- What?
- Turn it off! Turn!
Move! Out the way! Police! Move!
Thank you!
MUSIC STOPS, PEOPLE SHOU
Aisling, lights!
Right, who owns this?
BABY CRIES
Oh, my God.
- It's OK.
- Right, that's it!
Out to fuck!
Right, come on, you're fine. Go, go, go.
Oh!
Yes, lovely!
That's it, finish it off,
finish it off. Oh, shit,
that's strong. Come on, move it.
Go on. Party central.
- Constable Bradley.
- Friend of Sandy's?
- Sorry, mate. We're away.
- Wee bang of weed?
Stevie.
- This girl.
- What girl?
Who was with Sandy when he was stopped.
What about her?
I know her.
Who is she?
Lindsay.
Lindsay Singleton.
How do you know her?
I was her social worker.
You sure the mother is under
the influence of drugs or alcohol
and is in no position
to look after the child?
Yes. Yes, ma'am. Er,
I've informed social services.
They say they can send someone out
to the station, but just not here.
OK, then. It's an
Emergency Protection Order.
I'll arrange for a social worker
to collect the child here.
- You have my authorisation.
- Thanks, ma'am.
OK, for your information,
this conversation is being recorded
through a bodycam.
I'm removing this child
from this premises
using an Emergency Protection Order
because I have reasonable cause
to believe that she is at risk
of significant harm.
Oh that's no good. Erm
Right. Um, hold on a wee second. Erm
Right, you're going to need this.
Her stuff's in there.
Erm, when can I get her back?
Sorry what?
Tomorrow or something?
- In the evening?
- Hang on a second.
Do I look like a baby-sitter to you?
God, no. No.
I didn't mean that. Erm
You are taking her, though?
Unbelievable! Just unbelievable
I'll see you tomorrow, love!
- No, she's not on the system at all.
- I've known her since she was six.
Last time I saw her,
she was doing really well.
When was that?
Er Well, when I left,
so, what's that? Two years ago.
- Well, there you go, then.
- What?
Two years in a children's care home
is like ten in real life.
- Why do you always do that?
- Do what?
When it comes to kids in care.
You always talk about them
like they're just destined
to be fuck-ups.
- I don't.
- Yeah, you do.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing's wrong!
Grace. Grace.
What?
Well, I don't know, seeing
a kid that I used to work with,
who is obviously in danger,
maybe that has
OK. OK.
Shall we do a welfare check on her?
See how she's getting on?
Yeah. Yeah, I think that would be good.
Shall I go get the car?
Yes, I think that would also be good.
OK. OK.
Thank you.
The Saturday night club!
No place I'd rather be.
- What have you said?
- Nothing.
And what have you asked him?
Nothing, yet.
Marvellous.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wee bit of housekeeping.
You're Met, aren't you?
I'm pretty sure wee Sandy here
hasn't killed anyone, have you, Sandy?
So what's the craic?
- I got a new job.
- Oh, aye?
What's that, then?
We're C1. Organised Crime.
Shall we?
This interview is being digitally
recorded at Blackthorn Station.
The time is 2204.
I'm Detective Chief Inspector Marshall.
- My colleague is
- Detective Sergeant Quigley.
Here we go.
Sandy, the charge here is
possession with intent to supply.
With your record, you're looking
at six to eight years here.
No comment.
The handset in your
possession has been remotely wiped.
- How did that happen?
- Have you attempted to access that handset?
I have. On a RIPA order.
And where'd you get that
at this time of night?
I'll send it to you, will I?
Like I said, it has been remotely wiped.
- Did you wipe it?
- You don't have to answer that.
No comment.
Can you tell us
about your movements this evening?
No comment.
When the police
stopped you, you were with someone.
A female. Who was that, Sandy?
Just some girl. I don't even know her.
I, er, need to consult with my client.
- We're in the middle of an interview.
- Yeah.
We'll do it next door.
PHONE RINGS
INDISTINCT CHA
- Hey, Danna.
- Dana.
What? Sorry, of course, Dana.
Do you know, I was just saying
to the lads outside,
this is exactly what this town
needed, you know?
Somewhere somewhere just like this.
Sorry, are you new? George McClelland.
George McLelland Accountants.
George McLelland Accountancy firm.
Richard Robinson.
That's a fucking great name!
Richard Robinson.
Like, you know,
there's there's there's
no bullshit. It's like,
Richard Robinson.
- Great. Really great.
- Yes.
Listen, I'm just going to go
and get a drink.
OK, yeah, you do.
I might see you later on.
Yeah.
- Nice guy.
- You need to settle down.
I am.
I am settled. Totally settled.
Listen, this place is great.
Well done. Well done.
Love this song You know
this song? Let's sing this. Come on.
Come on, let's-let's-let's
sing a song! Yes!
Too far ♪
Argh!
Oh!
Who's the girl?
One of the runners.
Do you realise what's going on here?
These guys are C1!
Now, who is she?
Yeah. She's one of the runners!
Right. Name?
What's her fucking name?!
Lindsay I-I think.
Peelers are interested in her.
I need to tell Fogerty.
- No, don't tell Fogerty!
- Sh!
OK.
Right, listen. They're going to bail
you pending forensics on the coke.
And when they do, you need to
go meet Fogerty at the mill.
- Bring the girl.
- What? Why?
Just a debrief.
Yeah? He'll just want to hear it
all from you.
Jesus.
Relax.
It's OK.
Trust me. You're walking out that door.
Just keep your mouth shut.
- What's your read on him?
- He's edgy.
- Scared.
- I know he is.
But not of us.
- I want to pitch him.
- Ah, come on, Colly
I know, I know.
It's a fastball. I get it.
But we need a way in.
I think he's ready.
DOOR OPENS
Here?
No, somewhere else.
This one's on you, Colly.
When's it not?
Fine.
But you owe me one.
Damo, you're in
my wee book under "legends".
We're ready now.
Great.
SIREN WAILS
RADIO: 7-0 from Uniform.
Medical emergency.
Paramedics are tied up.
You're first on the scene.
Do what you can.
This is us, here.
- Where is he?
- He's in there.
I, er, ordered an ambulance.
- Yeah, it's not Deliveroo, mate.
- Police! Coming through! Police!
Excuse me. Move. Police. Coming through.
Excuse me. Where is he?
He's in the main room.
Where is he? Out of the way! Police!
Come on!
Here, over here! I think
he's having a heart attack.
Hello? Hello, can you hear me?
- What's he taken?
- Nothing. Just alcohol.
What's his name?
- You with him?
- Hello?
- You know who he's with?
- No, I'm not sure.
- Do you know him?
- He's a member here.
I'm the owner, Dana Morgan.
We're going to have to take him.
It's an MI.
Hello? Hello, can you hear me?
Hello?
Come on, sir. Hello, can you hear me?
SIREN WAILS
Right, come on, guys. Quick.
Right, over here. Over to the car.
Right, bring him out here,
please. Thank you.
Got a male. Mid-50s,
found unconscious
in a club 20 minutes ago.
Checked his airways for obstructions,
he's breathing but not responsive.
OK, sir. I'm Danielle, can you hear me?
He's not responding. OK,
straight to Resus, bay three.
Quick, guys, come on.
Rich South Belfast entitled wanker.
Him, not you.
Although in fairness
Dick.
Oh!
PHONE BEEPS
- It's his.
- Is it locked?
Yeah. I'll take it in to him.
Right. I'll park this.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
You know this children's home?
I used to work there.
Well, don't forget you're a peeler now.
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, this is just a welfare check.
Nothing more.
Right.
She was seen with Sandy. That's all.
You know, she's not even
a person of interest.
All we can do is ask her
if she's OK, then leave her alone.
For God's sake, Stevie,
she's in trouble.
- We don't know that, Grace.
- Course we do.
Well, maybe you should change
into your civvies
and ask for your old job back.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Everything OK, Constable?
Marian?
It's me. It's Grace.
Oh, my God. Grace!
- Hey. Is the social worker here yet?
- It's going to be a while.
- What are we supposed to do with her?
- I have absolutely no idea.
Hello.
Look, kitchen's quiet,
if you want to set up in there.
- Yeah.
- Yeah? All right, come on, then.
She must have gone out again.
It's hard to keep track of her
these days.
I don't understand. She was doing
really well when I left.
Well, she took it pretty bad
when you did.
- Why didn't anyone tell me?
- Why would anyone tell you?
Isn't she meant to be on curfew?
She'll be 18 in a few weeks.
Well, do you know where she might be?
They still go down
to the skatepark sometimes.
Right. OK. Come on.
Grace?
- Yeah?
- Things are very bad here, you know.
It's hard.
I know.
Thanks, Marian.
Which hospital?
DOOR BUZZES
Oh, OK, yeah.
Yeah, I'm on my way.
Shit!
OK, er, get a cab, pick up the girl,
then go see him down at the mill.
Keep that on.
Come on.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
0-7-7-0-0-9
LINE RINGS
PHONE RINGS
It's me.
- Where are you?
- I'm out.
Fogerty wants to see me.
He wants to see us both.
Shit. Where?
Matchett's Mill.
But, listen
- you're not coming.
- What?
I'm going to tell him
the peelers took my phone
- and that I don't know your number.
- How do you know my number?
Cos I'm smart as fuck.
- What do they want?
- I don't know. Just
..be careful, yeah?
- I'll give you a ring after, OK?
- Wait, Sandy
Did he not even give you a lift, mate?
That's what happens
when they're paid by the hour.
- Come on. We'll drop you home.
- It's all right, I can get a taxi.
You think you're going to get a taxi
at this time on a Saturday night?
It's a long walk.
I'm not going to say anything
to you. Sweet, mate.
We're off the clock anyway.
How are ya?
Are yous closed early or what?
Oh, I can still get a drink, yeah?
Sound.
Slainte.
Dublin have asked me to speak with you.
Dublin? What about?
George McClelland,
the accountant we use.
He had an overdose here tonight.
What? Presumably on your product.
Prick.
You know what I'm doing here, don't you?
Yeah.
Our worlds are supposed to be separate.
But tonight, your world walked into mine
and shat itself on the carpet,
right there!
I will sort that out.
All right? I will.
Dublin also said you had
a runner arrested tonight.
And that he was interviewed
by Organised Crime. So what now?
I mean, the kid's not going to talk.
Dublin asked if you're losing control.
- What did you say?
- I said whether Donal Fogerty
has the foresight or decisiveness
to work in this environment
is currently open to question.
Things are different now.
This development with the police.
They were going to get on to us
sooner or later.
Well,
we've decided to give them
something else to think about.
- What?
- Clean up your mess.
Then we'll talk.
Sorry. Doc.
Hey. Uh
- How is he?
- Er, he's stabilised.
Blood pressure's starting to come down.
Erm, the arrhythmia is settling.
But it was touch-and-go there for a bit.
Right.
- Cocaine?
- Oh, no, thanks. I'm working.
Er, those obs, they're coke stroke,
though, right?
What do the blood tests say?
I'm going to let you in
on a little secret.
I'm not a cop. I'm a doctor.
Constable Bradley?
- Shane.
- Shane, OK. Do things properly.
Oh, I'm a big believer
in doing things properly.
So, tell me, what do doctors do
when they're not doctoring?
They sleep and have dreams
about doctoring.
Be careful out there.
See you around, Constable.
I hope so.
What? Just following a lead.
Mate, you should be on a lead.
I checked the system. And, er,
his next of kin isn't listed.
So I'm thinking
we should go back to the club.
The owner said that he was a member,
so
Right.
Yeah.
What are you doing?
Relax, mate.
Shane, what the hell?!
PHONE UNLOCKS
Bollocks. If he's used the app,
they've deleted it!
How do they do that?
Shane, you can't open someone's phone
unless they have been arrested!
What are you doing? Shane,
what the hell are you doing?
Shane.
Shane!
Chat groups.
He's talking to his mates
about getting some gear.
Er, what's going on?
We were just, er, seeing if he has
an ICE number stored.
- In case
- I I think you should leave.
Yeah.
What the hell was that?
It's grand.
No, it's illegal.
They want us to look into it, don't
they?
Yeah, but not like that!
Listen, Tommy.
Are you not sick and tired of these
rich dickheads getting away
with everything just cos
they can afford good solicitors?
- Yes, of course I am but
- C3 want an active handset, don't they?
I just wanted to know
what's going on. That's all.
You know
..you're very sexy when you're angry.
- Piss off.
- Just gorgeous altogether.
Come here. Tommy.
Tommy, come here.
What do you mean, a peeler party?
A peeler party
is the best kind of party.
Because when peelers party,
they go fuck daft.
- Will there be loads of drink?
- Of course!
And Tommy's not allowed
to play any country music.
Wow!
I think she's seen enough parties
for a while.
EXHALES
Yeah.
Thank you.
Some people shouldn't be allowed
to have kids.
You ever think about it?
I am one of those people.
How is this wean still awake?
I am exhausted.
How's things with Tommy?
Good. I mean
He's an eejit, but he's class.
Is it too much, me being in the flat?
- What do you mean?
- Just, you know.
- Three's a crowd.
- Oh, God, Annie.
I'm thinking of moving back up home.
To help my auntie look after my ma.
I thought you couldn't
What?
I thought you couldn't
go live back there.
Because of, like, a threat.
Who told you that?
Tommy?
Yeah, well, it's been two years,
and she needs me, so
Well, trust me, Annie,
you're not in our way.
And besides, if you leave,
we can't afford the rent.
Thanks for doing this.
What's wrong?
Sandra wants me to be
a temporary Sergeant.
That's amazing!
Is it?
Well, come on, it's a promotion.
You know, especially
if we're buying a house.
That's exactly why they're doing it.
Doing what?
Grace, the section's
like a flipping dating show.
You know, we live together.
Tommy and Aisling live together.
It's messy. It is, it's messy.
At least this way,
you know, if I'm in the office
and you're out here, it
I don't know.
Well, is that what Sandra said?
That's what she meant.
Have you ever thought that
you might be completely wrong
and that she genuinely
thinks you'd be good at it?
Grace, I'd be shit at it.
Look, if we find this girl,
we take her home.
Then we get back to work.
That's all we can do here, yeah?
OK?
That, erm, that C3 guy?
- Colly?
- Yeah.
He said he worked with Gerry
in the branch.
Yeah.
And he's still there?
They'll have to carry Colly out
on his shield.
- Friend of yours?
- He was my mentor.
After I graduated Garnerville,
I was on the fast-track programme.
Course you were.
He tried to sculpt me in his own image.
He wanted me to go into intelligence.
- Took it badly when I refused.
- Why did you?
- I don't like secrets.
- Hmm.
You ever get tired of this, Sandy?
Stop.
Stop what?
You said I didn't have to talk.
Just making conversation.
Tired of what?
This. All of it.
Do you?
No.
- But I'm one of the good guys.
- Ha!
Right.
Hey. Hey, what are you doing?
He, where are you going? Hey!
Hang on, this isn't the way!
What's happening?
Why are we stopping?
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
Where are you going?
Hey! Where are you going? Hey!
Who the fuck are you?
A friend.
Listen, Sandy.
I just wanted a quick word with you.
I know you've got a lot
on your plate at the moment.
I can feel you shaking already.
It's the panic probably setting in.
That's normal, mate.
I'd be worried if you weren't.
You think you can give me something
to make me tout?
There's nothing you can give me.
I can give you hope.
You don't know these people.
What people?
I can get you out of this mess.
Both of you.
If you come and work for me.
Do kids actually hang out down here?
Well, I wouldn't say hang out.
More like escape.
Pull in here.
SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE
It's a dead end.
Is it?
- What kind of a social worker were you?
- Get in.
Turn it off. You're going to scare her.
You're scaring me.
Lindsay?
It's me. It's Grace.
Oh, my God.
You're a peeler?
Yeah.
So, how how would it work?
Well, this is my speciality.
Been doing this for years.
I've helped many people.
And the one common denominator is,
you've got to want it.
- OK.
- All right?
Yeah.
Good lad.
Er, just wait.
If I'm to do this, what happens now?
I'll be in contact.
How'd it go?
Yeah, baby steps.
Listen, do us a favour. Go easy on him.
He's not the worst.
All right?
They don't make them like that
any more now.
Probably a good thing.
Lindsay, you can talk to me, you know.
- Grace?
- Yeah?
Wind your neck in.
- Well, I know it's been a while, but
- A while? You left!
Years ago!
What do you want, a wee hug?
I did tell you I was starting a new job.
You didn't say what job, though!
- Well, no, because I couldn't, could I?
- Grace.
Just leave me alone.
Come on, you can do better than this.
Than what?
Than just sitting here
in the middle of the bloody alley.
And hanging around
with the likes of Sandy.
- What?
- Sandy McKnight.
You were seen with him earlier.
Before he was arrested.
That's why I'm here.
You know what, Grace?
Fuck you.
All right.
- But I've got to take you home.
- No, you don't.
- I'm 17.
- Yeah.
Which means you're not yet 18,
so I'm obliged to take you home.
Come on.
Come on.
Lindsay, I'm not leaving without you.
Well, that makes a change.
So, how well do you know Sandy, then?
Was he a friend?
- Your boyfriend?
- No.
Is he involved
in something serious, Lindsay?
You know, is he in trouble?
Lindsay
I can help you if you let me.
And maybe I can help him, too.
Sh!
- Holy f
- Language!
Sorry.
So, I suppose this is the party, then?
This is the party.
PHONE BEEPS
You need to go to Matchett's Mill.
He's going there.
- That's it? That's all she said?
- Yeah. Matchett's Mill.
You know, we should check it out.
Check it out? Why?
Well, because she's worried about him.
Sandy's out on bail. We can't just
follow people around the city
all night because somebody's
worried about them.
No, no, something's wrong and
I know that girl.
Yeah, we need to check it out.
Sandy's on a C1 flag list.
If we do this, we have to
tell Barney about it.
Well, fine.
Uniform from 7-2.
We have a welfare concern for
Sandy McKnight at Matchett's Mill,
we're going to check it out, over.
7-2 from Uniform,
proceed to the location
and stand by for further instructions.
Roger that.
PHONE RINGS
Barney.
OK, let's get them
some backup right away.
Stevie and Grace seem to think
Sandy McKnight's
in some sort of trouble.
OK.
How are ya, fella?
Where's young Lindsay?
Peelers took my phone.
And I didn't know her number.
Oh, well, we can chat with her tomorrow.
So
..they didn't get anything out of you?
No.
What were their names?
Er, Marshall,
and I think the woman was Quigley.
The solicitor has all the details.
Anybody else?
What?
Did anybody else talk to you?
Er, no. No.
Listen, erm, I'm sorry for
for getting scooped.
Ah, yeah, fella.
Sure, it happens to the best of us.
Come here to me.
- What?
- Come over here.
I want to show you something.
Colly. Sorry to call so late.
Looks like Sandy McKnight's
on the move again.
Headed to Matchett's Mill.
- So?
- So our people are on the way.
Tell them to call them off.
- What?
- Call them off!
They're going to compromise him!
What do you mean, compromise him?
- God's sake!
- Tell them to stay away!
That's it. Matchett's Mill.
Barney, withdraw all callsigns
from the Matchett's Mill area, now!
Look at that.
- At what?
- That.
At all of that.
Laid out there before us.
It's ours now, you know? Now,
it used to be that the Loyalists
controlled the drugs over there
and the Republicans controlled
the drugs over there.
And they are still there.
But they're ours now.
They're ours.
This is ours.
Ah, it's a dirty oul town, Sandy.
But it is beautiful in its own way.
Isn't it?
Yeah. It is.
- It's beautiful.
- Yeah. It is.
Good man.
Yeah.
RADIO: 7-2 from Uniform,
withdraw immediately.
I repeat, withdraw immediately. Over.
Jesus Christ.
SANDY: Listen.
I'm going in here.
I just wanted to say
..I know I've never said it before
It sounds fucking gammy and all, but
..I love you.
Dirty old town ♪
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