Blue Lights (2023) s03e05 Episode Script

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MORGAN: How did you find me?
TINA: Fogerty's going to bring you down.
He's running this place
like it's inner-city Dublin.
You can't do that.
Getting rid of me was a mistake.
The peelers,
they don't play by the rules.
It's a big ask. I'm going to
need something in return.
Mo McIntyre. No way.
That's a list of four names.
Maybe the people who are after us.
STEVIE: Where did you get this?
TOMMY: Aisling went back to the house
where we delivered the death notice.
She went to see John O'Boyle.
Aisling, I need you to come in.
That's an order.
I don't want to lose you.
You just have.
COLLY: These are the men from that list.
They're part of a bigger dissident
group coming out of Derry.
They're guns for hire.
They're working for somebody else.
The Ginleys.
What about the app?
We're still trying to find an
open phone with access to it.
LINDSAY: You don't have a clue, Grace.
- Well, I do.
- I grew up in care!
Yeah, so did I.
I said it because that kid
needed to hear it!
And I didn't?
His name was George.
At one of the parties,
he wanted me to say his name.
ANNIE: Just tell me what happened!
MCCLOSKEY:
There's a threat. It's active.
We need to get out of here.
BELL TOLLS
- Sorry, Father.
- Oh, you're grand. Come on in.
Oh, God. The knees.
Occupational hazard.
But not as bad as the ones you have.
The Mass cards.
Yeah.
She had a lot of friends.
Yeah. She did.
I take it you're not
supposed to be here?
Sergeant McCloskey's outside.
He said I had five minutes, so
Well, sit a minute.
You know
I was with her
a few hours before she died.
She was very proud of you, Annie.
Of what you're doing.
Yeah.
She told me.
Hmm
Listen, I, um
I need to tell you something.
CLEARS THROA
See, y-you're not the only one.
What do you mean?
Well, I'm across two parishes up here,
and in the last two years,
there was three police officers
had to leave.
Same thing.
A black wreath and a bullet.
All delivered differently.
I should have said it the other day,
but everything happened so fast.
They all wanted it kept quiet.
You know, this area, it's
It's not known for that sort of thing.
I-I just can't
think of anyone around here
who would go to those lengths.
It doesn't make any sense.
Listen to me.
Someday
you need to come back here.
Be part of this place again.
Just have faith.
SHE EXHALES
Faith?
Yeah. You know,
the way I see it,
this world is mainly faith versus shite.
It's OK.
He doesn't mind.
Are you sure?
Faith versus shite.
You not having any breakfast?
I'm not hungry.
Look, do you want to talk about this?
Maybe you're right, Grace.
Right about what?
About everything you said.
Maybe it's all just too much.
Like, maybe at our age, you can only
ask so much of someone, you know?
And maybe sometimes it's too much.
HE SIGHS
HE SIGHS AGAIN
I've got to get to work.
Do you know where she's gone?
It's a residential place in Berkshire.
Berkshire?
MICROWAVE BEEPS AND WHIRRS
They deal with PTSD.
There's no phones,
no contact with the outside world.
Not even a TV.
Just a lot of talking.
You go for a walk in the hills,
read a book
..think about things.
It's not like a magical solution.
It's just a place to start from.
What I'm saying is, son
it takes time.
How do you know?
How do you think?
MICROWAVE BEEPS
You check your email?
Ombudsman wants to see us after shift.
In person.
Good luck with that, lads.
That bad?
No comment.
Ah, shite.
I thought about what you said.
The answer's no.
You invited me here to tell me that?
I invited you here to warn you off.
For your own safety.
I think the horse might have
bolted on that one, don't you?
You need me.
SHE EXHALES
I think you know that.
MORGAN CHUCKLES
This is way beyond your paygrade.
I don't have a paygrade.
Look, you don't get it.
You've spent your life dealing in kilos,
but I move tonnes.
I represent very serious people.
You don't work for the Ginleys, do you?
They work for you.
That's immaterial.
Oh, I'd say it's very material.
You need things to be quiet, civilised.
And they're doing the opposite.
They're bringing the peelers
right to your door.
You're under pressure.
I know that feeling.
Kilos, tonnes?
Don't make a difference.
You lose one, you're fucked.
Don't presume you know me.
Good luck!
DANCE MUSIC THUMPS
ANNIE: Just
MUSIC STOPS
SHANE: You don't like it?
I don't like it all the time.
I mean, I get it, you're cool.
This is called tossing the grenade.
- How do you mean?
- Well
we're basically
about to blow a family apart.
Ready?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm ready.
RADIO BEEPS
Search teams, stand by.
I'll give you the go-ahead.
DOORBELL CHIMES
KNOCK ON DOOR
- Hello?
- Mrs McClelland?
- Yes.
- DS Sean Mulholland.
This is my colleague, Constable Ellis.
Is your husband, George McClelland, in?
George!
Police are here.
- What?
- George?
- What's going on?
- It's all right, Orlaith.
- Go back upstairs.
- Mum?
- George?
- Sir, can we speak
somewhere in private, please?
I don't know, sorry,
sorry what's what's going on?
Would you just like to step
through here for me, please?
No, no, no. I need to know
what's going on.
They need to speak to him, just
Then they can speak to me, too.
7-6 to 3-3. Send in the search team.
Did you say search team?
- What the fuck is going on?!
- We need to go somewhere more private.
We have a warrant
to seize all electronic devices.
You can't
You can't just barge in here.
- Any firearms?
- No, of course not.
Anybody else in the house, sir?
- Uh, no.
- Any drugs in the house?
- No!
- You all need to leave!
I think it's probably wise we
go somewhere a bit more private.
Can we go in there?
You need to leave!
ALL TALK AT ONCE
OK, OK, OK. Yes. OK, OK.
Yes. Yes. Come inside.
- It's all right.
- Annie
- George, what is this?
- It's
It's a business thing.
It's no big deal. I'll handle it.
George McClelland, you're under
arrest on suspicion of rape
and making, distributing and possession
of indecent images of children.
You've got the wrong person
and this is the wrong address.
No, it's the right person.
You do not have to say anything,
but I must caution you,
if you do not mention
when questioned something which
you later rely on in court
ORLAITH: That's my phone!
- Stop! It's mine.
- I know.
Look, we have to take
everything. I'm sorry.
- Orlaith! Oh, shit.
- Daddy!
- Daddy, what happened?
- Orlaith, darling, come here.
What did you do?
Hi. Helen McNally, to see
KNOCK ON DOOR
DOOR BEEPS AND UNLOCKS
Helen?
This is Louise Carrigan, C4,
firearms and surveillance.
So we're expecting trouble?
Given this new intelligence
and what we know about these men -
their experience, their expertise -
yes, Inspector, we're expecting trouble.
These are the four men
on the list you gave us.
They received training
in Eastern Europe.
Firearms, explosives.
They're the real deal.
And if our assumptions are correct,
and they're being paid
large sums of money
for random attacks on police officers
Well, that is as bad as it gets.
How so?
Well, we have no start point
for a surveillance operation -
an individual, location.
Right now we have nothing.
All we can do is react.
And how will we do that?
Let's model it.
Folks, can we listen up?
I need you to spin a model.
Random gun attack on a police vehicle.
No warning.
And let's make it as tricky as we can.
Busy street, no prior intel,
and let's assume
we're going barrel to barrel.
I'm forward basing
two HMSU units at Blackthorn.
For your protection.
Make sure your people stay well away.
They don't do chitchat.
Kerry, bring me up BT1.
Let's make it a Saturday, 4pm,
three vehicles.
TYPING
Uh, where are they taking him?
For an interview at Blackthorn.
He didn't do anything!
He wouldn't do anything wrong!
I'm sorry.
- OFFICER: Thank you, madam.
- Fuck off.
You all good?
What do you think?
MORGAN: George McClelland has just
been arrested on your watch.
He made the transfer to the dissidents.
Do you think he's going to talk?
Maybe
Yeah.
You've lost control.
Well, I will get it back.
In my experience,
when it's gone, it's gone.
I will fix this.
Fuck.
They want to take him out.
George and anyone who's with him.
And they want me to tip them off.
Fuck me. That's ballsy.
Tina, I can't have this
on my conscience.
Aodhan, your conscience
is like tits on a tomcat.
Tina, please.
What am I going to do?
SHE SIGHS
Nothing.
Do your job. Then
do what Fogerty tells you to do.
That's it?
Well, you painted yourself
into a corner here, Aodhan,
and you're wearing fucking clown shoes.
Just do what you're told.
BEEP
- Sandra?
- Yeah?
Be careful out there today, yeah?
Oh, you know me.
Sandra, there's a court hearing
today for Mo McIntyre.
Right.
There's a possibility
that we as an organisation
may withdraw our objection to his bail.
What?
Why?
I can't
- You can't what?
- I can't say.
Helen, he was there
when Gerry was killed.
He's charged
with joint enterprise murder.
I know, I know.
You know?
You know?!
Why are we even considering this?
I'm sorry
- That's all I can say, San-
- All right.
- Who are they?
- Mobile Support Unit.
What?
HMSU.
Let's just say it's not a good sign.
Are you OK?
Let's just go, yeah?
Ma'am.
It's just you here today, yeah?
You OK, ma'am?
Yeah.
I see we have some visitors
in the car park.
The kind that never
turn their engines off.
What's going on?
Just keep your wits about you today, OK?
MUSIC: Help Me Make It Through The Night
by Kris Kristofferson
Take the ribbon from your head
Shake it loose and let it fall ♪
This was Gerry's
favourite song, you know?
I can turn it off.
No.
Keep it on.
I get it now. I think.
How you're all feeling.
They ask you to put your faith
in this whatever it is.
Ask us to risk our life for it
and then they just
Are you sure you're OK?
Yeah.
Sorry.
I shouldn't be speaking like this.
INDICATORS CLICK
Sarge, stop the car.
- What?
- Pull over.
Hello, sir.
- Hey.
- You OK?
Doing great, son. How are you?
My name's Tommy.
Oh, I'm Raymie.
OK, Raymie.
Well, we just wanted to make sure
everything's all right.
Oh, aye. Yeah. Grand.
And are you on your way somewhere?
Oh, heading down
to Broadway Street, son.
Right. Where is that, Raymie?
The Honky Tonk Highway.
Raymie, tell me this.
What's your surname?
Surname?
CHUCKLING: I
Well, I don't know.
Well, would you mind if I had
a wee look in your pockets?
I don't smoke any more, son.
I gave that stuff up years ago.
No, I just want to check
for ID, that's all.
Oh. All right, so
Raymond McEwen.
12th of the 12th 1955.
Uh, Uniform from 7-2.
Do we have an active
Herbert Protocol form
for a Raymond McEwen?
BARNEY: 7-2 from Uniform. Roger that.
Missing from his daughter's house
since this morning. You found him?
Yeah, we did.
- How'd you know?
- Look.
SHE CHUCKLES
Bloody hell, mate.
Do you want a lift?
- Oh, aye.
- Good.
RADIO: All call signs from Uniform,
reminder that the terrorist
threat level remains severe.
I'm going to miss
all those nice wee messages.
Why?
SHE CLEARS HER THROA
So, what are you going to do
if you get the the sack?
I don't know.
Maybe go work behind the bar
in a nice wee beach shack
somewhere nice and warm
or something, you know?
You're not Tom Cruise, Shane.
Uh, Annie
do you mind
if I tell you something
that's a secret?
Yeah, sure.
Well, you know all the music
I play in the car?
Like, the electronic stuff
that drives you mad?
Yes.
That's not really me, you know?
It's not what I'm into.
It's just, I'm more into, like
Um Well, it's one song in particular.
Do you mind if I just play it for you?
Yeah. Yeah, play away.
MUSIC: World Of Our Own by Westlife
- Westlife?
- Westlife.
Like you said,
I might be getting the sack
tomorrow, so who cares?
You're not joking, are you?
I'm not joking.
Listen to it. It's a stone-cold banger.
They're wee angels.
It is a banger, you know.
Thank you. Yes. Yes, it is.
MUSIC CONTINUES
Everything we had
As if I'd find someone
who's just like you
Oh, we got a little world of our own
I'll tell you things
that no-one else knows
I'll let you in ♪
BARNEY: 7-6 from Uniform.
Reports of a disturbance
at Beckett's restaurant
- What am I doing without you? ♪
- over.
Roger that, Barney,
Uniform from 7-6 responding.
Thank God for that.
What? You love it.
- Aye
- Ugh!
SIREN WAILS
MUSIC: Help Me Make It Through The Night
by Kris Kristofferson
Come and lay down by my side
Till the early-morning light ♪
Sounding good, Raymie.
HE LAUGHS
You like Kris Kristofferson?
Oh, aye. Heh!
He's a mate of mine, you know.
I don't care
what's right or wrong ♪
George, did you attend a party
in Dublin last June?
No comment.
Did you have sexual intercourse
at this party?
No comment.
Do you know a Donal Fogerty?
No comment.
- GRACE: George, these are incredibly
- PHONE BEEPS
serious allegations.
No comment.
We're going to deal
with each of these in turn, OK?
No comment.
George, we need you to understand
that you have been named
by the complainant.
LINE RINGS
PHONE RINGS
She then subsequently ID'd you
using a recent photograph
taken from your business website.
Do you have anything to say about that?
LINE RINGS
I need you to come down here.
No comment.
Yeah, now.
George, were you aware, at any time,
of the making, recording or distribution
of images or video of you
engaged in a sexual encounter
with a child under the age of 18?
No comment.
The allegations here relate to
distribution of sexual images
rape and trafficking of a minor
outside the jurisdiction.
What do you notice?
Today, we seized your phone and laptop.
Does any such material
exist on those devices
or any other devices that you own?
No comment.
McAllister. There's something
off about him. Way off.
Yep.
Years ago
No comment.
I touched you on the shoulder
to get you to join C3.
Why didn't you?
No comment.
Ordo ab Chao.
What?
You took me on a tour of the offices,
and there was a poster there
that said Ordo ab Chao.
Order from chaos. Yeah, so?
I thought it sounded like
you all wanted to play God.
COLLY CHUCKLES
Didn't like it.
No comment.
I still don't.
ARGUING
GLASS SMASHES
WOMAN: Why did you even come
into the toilet in the first place?
That's an invasion of my privacy!
GLASS SMASHES
Jesus, the service can't be that bad.
She was doing drugs in the toilet.
OK, we'll take it from here. Thank you.
- Do you want to move round there, Annie?
- Yeah.
OK, guys, do you want to
clear out for me, please?
Step back for me, please. Thank you.
One of the kids left the door open
when they went to school.
He just slipped out.
Doctors say he needs to
go into a home, but I just
I just can't, you know?
He's still my dad.
Do you want to see my lodgings?
Your lodgings?
I'm sorry. He still thinks
he lives in Nashville.
No, Daddy, these people are very busy.
Raymie, I'd love to see your lodgings.
HE CHUCKLES
Here.
Oh, my goodness.
The Grand Ole Opry.
June 1983.
That's me.
Waylon. There's Kris there.
He lived over there for years.
Didn't you, Daddy?
Here, sit down.
Oh, no, no, no. Daddy, no.
These people have to go.
No, it's fine.
HE STRUMS
Take the ribbon from your hair
Shake it loose and let it fall
Layin' soft upon my skin
Like the shadows on the wall
Come and lay down by my side
Till the early-morning light
All I'm taking is your time
Help me make it through the night. ♪
HE CHUCKLES
TOMMY APPLAUDS
- There you go.
- Sorry.
SHE SNIFFLES
That song, it It means a lot.
To both of us.
Sometimes you need a song.
Yeah.
Sometimes you do.
Thank you.
Hang on.
I don't want you to ever give up.
All right? Like, promise me
you won't ever get bitter or
cynical or tired.
Cos he didn't?
No.
He never did.
RADIO: 7-2 from Uniform.
We're going to need a bit of
crowd control at Beckett's restaurant.
7-6 already in attendance. Over.
Uniform from 7-2, received.
SHANE: Move back, please. Move back.
We have it. Thank you.
- Keep away from me.
- All right, you're all right.
- Stay away from me!
- Yeah, dead on.
OK, it's all right. You're all right.
Shane
- All good, all good.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.
It's OK. No, you're a demon.
CAMERA BEEPS
I know what you are.
I can see it in your face.
You're a demon!
I know what you are! You get back!
It's OK. Hey! Easy, easy.
Stay away from me, you fucking bitch!
I'm standing here. Yep.
It's OK. It's OK. All right?
OK? It's OK.
Shane, backup's on the way.
We don't need backup, Annie, we're fine.
We're fine, aren't we?
Do you want to tell me
your name? I'm Shane.
- What's your name?
- You get back!
- Get back!
- What's her name?
- Cecilia.
- Cecilia.
- Cecilia, listen to me.
- I'm standing here.
Listen to me. Talk to me.
Do you want to sit down?
We can talk.
All right? All right? Look
SIREN APPROACHES
Easy, easy. Cecilia. Easy.
Easy. Look at me, look at me.
Easy. Settle down now.
Easy, easy! Settle down.
Look at me. It's OK. Just calm down.
Calm down. OK?
Please
CECILIA SOBS
Look at me. You're all right.
We're going to be OK. All right?
I just need you to calm down
and everything will be fine.
Step right back.
Right back behind the table.
Right, Cecilia, I'm going to
take a wee step forward now.
OK? I'm going to take
a wee step forward,
and then we're just going to
take a wee beat here, OK?
It's going to be fine, all right?
- Get back!
- Put that down!
- Get back!
- Put it down!
No! You're fucking evil!
GLASS SMASHES SANDRA: Get up!
Up!
Stop resisting! On the floor!
- You're hurting me!
- Hands behind your back!
- Demons!
- Stop moving! Stop moving!
- Fucking let go of me!
- Arm!
- Get the cuffs off me!
- Stop moving!
- You're all evil!
- Cecilia! Cecilia, is it?
Be quiet. Be quiet. Just relax, OK?
CECILIA SHOUTS
ANNIE: Tommy, get me an ambulance.
Fuck! Argh!
Get me an ambulance, Tommy!
Get off me! I haven't
done anything wrong!
Uniform from 7-2. Shane's
been stabbed in the top of the leg
with glass. There's a lot of blood.
We need an ambulance
at this location immediately!
- Oh, fuck!
- Shit!
- Fuck!
- Shit! Shit!
- Barney!
- BARNEY: Paramedics four minutes out.
We don't have four minutes, Barney!
SHANE: Annie, please
STEVIE: PSNI priority, life at risk.
I need the duty manager of
the ambulance call centre, please.
Ambulance control.
Sergeant Neill here at PSNI Blackthorn.
I have an emergency situation
with one of my officers
and I need a paramedic-qualified
call operator with trauma experience
to speak to her,
and I need it in about five seconds.
Aye, I can do that, but
we're on different radio nets.
OK. Hang on.
Annie. Listen to me.
Do you have your headphones?
What?!
Take out your phone,
put in your headphones,
and answer the next call you get, OK?
- Why?
- Just do it.
Tommy, hold this, hold this!
OK.
SHANE GROANS
You're all right, mate,
you're all right.
- Argh!
- OK.
You're all right.
It's 0-77-00-900-516.
What's the injury?
He's been stabbed
at the top of his thigh.
What's her name?
Why do? Annie. Her name's Annie.
PHONE RINGS
Annie?
- Yes.
- I'm Mary.
- Yes.
- I'm a paramedic
and I'm going to talk you through this
until we get to you, OK?
- Annie?
- OK, yeah, yeah!
The wound is at the top
of his thigh, yes?
Yes, yes.
And you're applying the pressure?
Yes, but it's not stopping.
On the count of three,
I need you to take your hand
away from the wound
- and tell me what you see.
- What do you mean?
I can't do that! What do you mean?
I need you to do this, Annie.
It's just for a few seconds.
- OK!
- Three, two, one.
Go.
Fuck! It's spurting out!
It's spurting out everywhere!
- Is the blood bright red?
- Yes.
OK, Annie,
that's probably his femoral artery.
Listen to me very carefully.
I need you to get a cloth,
a napkin, a towel, anything.
OK, Tommy, get me a cloth,
a napkin, something!
- Just give me something!
- I need a napkin! I need!
Roll the end up into a ball.
Roll it into a ball, Tommy.
Now, I need you to put it in the wound,
one hand on top of the other,
and push down as hard as you can,
with everything you've got.
Both hands.
- Push it into the wound.
- OK, yeah.
HE SCREAMS
Fuck!
- Is it stopping?
- It's not stopping! It's not stopping.
SHANE GROANS
Tom- Tommy, give me a tourniquet!
Tourniquet, Tommy!
Annie, listen. If the wound is too high,
a tourniquet is not going to work, OK?
You just need to
keep doing what I tell you.
You need to push it in more.
- Right inside the wound.
- OK. OK.
HE GROANS
He's passing out! He's passing out!
Just full pressure.
- OK.
- You're doing great, Annie.
The ambulance is nearly with you.
SIREN WAILS
ANNIE SOBS
SOUND MUFFLES
Hang in there, Shane, hang in there.
Hang in there.
INAUDIBLE
SOUND SHARPENS, RADIO BEEPS
CECILIA GASPS
You're going to fucking prison. Come on.
CECILIA GRUNTS OVER RADIO
PHONE RINGS
Ambulance. What's your emergency?
WOMAN: My child! He's not breathing!
OK. You listen to me very carefully.
PARAMEDIC: I need you to keep
doing that. Can you come with us?
Yeah, yeah.
- Sandra?
- Yeah, yeah. Go, go.
CECILIA: Let me go!
I haven't done anything wrong!
These handcuffs are burning me!
- Yeah, yeah, so they are.
- They're fucking burning!
- They're burning me!
- All right.
You're hurting me, you fucking bitch!
That's enough! Enough!
Sarge, I need a minute with her.
What for?
I need to speak to her.
Why?
Sorry, Sarge. I just need
a few minutes with her.
Please.
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
You've just stabbed a police officer.
You think sorry is going
to make a difference here?
I don't know how or
..or what
They're called
cocaine-induced psychoses.
It happens to some people.
Out of the blue.
Sometimes for ten minutes,
sometimes for half an hour.
We see it quite a lot.
I don't
I've never been in trouble.
Well, you're in trouble now, Cecilia.
What do you do?
Property. I'm, uh
I'm in property.
You got it on the app?
That's where you got the cocaine?
What's your passcode, Cecilia?
Cecilia, please.
The guy you stabbed, his name's Shane.
He drives me mad but
..he's my friend.
4-7-4-1.
PHONE BEEPS
GRACE: When was the last time
you visited Dublin?
- GEORGE: No comment.
- Should I pitch him?
McClelland?
McAllister.
You want to pitch a solicitor?
GRACE: When it comes to serious
sexual offences against children
Colly, what do you know?
PHONE RINGS
Stevie.
He what? When?
And how is he?
No comment.
SEAN: Have you ever met this girl?
For the benefit of the recording,
I am now showing Mr McClelland
a photograph of a young woman.
No comment.
George, have you ever met?
I told you, no comment!
MCALLISTER: I'd, uh
I'd like to take a break here. I
I need to consult with my client.
PARAMEDIC: Just keep the pressure on it.
Keep pushing. Don't let up.
- Push. Harder.
- Please
SIREN WAILS
Just keep the pressure on it.
Keep pushing.
- Don't let go.
- Shit! Fuck!
I fucking can't
MONITOR BEEPS
Shane?
Shane?
Help him.
I am, OK? I am.
Crash team on arrival.
SIREN WAILS
A broken glass?
Went into his femoral artery.
Jesus.
Is he going to be OK?
HE EXHALES
Right, everything unattached? Good.
Heart rate is slowing.
- Right, on the count of three.
- Ready here
- Lovely.
- OK.
Here we go. Here we go.
Rotate.
All right, let's go.
OK, let's go. Trauma room one.
We have a male with a stab wound,
top of right leg.
Possible foreign body in wound
SHE WHIMPERS
Aodhan.
Aodhan, what happens now?
Um
They're going to bail you pending tests
on your electronic devices.
OK. Right, OK. Thank God for that.
GEORGE SIGHS
But you can't go home.
What?
Why not?
There's a child in the house.
HE SCOFFS
She's She's my fucking daughter!
I know, it's just the way it is.
GEORGE SCOFFS
Is there somewhere else you can go?
Erm
Yeah, I've a a rental apartment
on Sunblane Road.
Uh it's empty.
Number?
67. Aodhan, are they
going to come after me?
- Who?
- You know who!
I mean, are they going to think
that that I talked?
George. George, listen to me.
Number one, you haven't talked,
and you're not going to.
Number two
you're a prominent
accountant, not some
low-level drug dealer.
You're OK.
OK, yeah, OK.
So So I just have to, um
Just have to get through this
somehow, and then
- Yeah, OK.
- Yeah.
That's it, George, just
..get through this, OK?
Get through today.
Thanks, Aodhan.
I mean, I I don't know what I'd do
you know without you, so
thanks.
SEAN: We'll have early results
on electronics first thing tomorrow.
We'll bring him back in then.
I'll get George
and meet you at reception?
Yeah.
You all right?
Oh
You know, I make a living
out of deciding
how happy people are
on a scale of one to ten.
Right now, you're about a three.
Yeah, that sounds about right, sir.
Listen, we'll get there in the end.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going
to see a wee one and a half.
DOOR BUZZES
Hey.
How's Shane?
He's lost a lot of blood.
Well, he's going to pull through, right?
I don't know.
Jesus Christ, Stevie.
Grace.
Yeah.
When you get back, we should talk, yeah?
Yeah, OK.
OK.
DOOR BUZZES
BEEPING
TYPING
MESSAGE SEN
TYPING
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
HE EXHALES SHARPLY
HE SNIFFS
DOOR OPENS
Who are you?
COLLY: A friend.
Can't believe this is happening to me.
GRACE: George?
What?
You know, this didn't happen to you.
This is something you did.
It wasn't anybody else. It was you.
It was just you.
And everything you've lost
everything you're about to lose
you deserve to lose it.
You're C3.
Colly.
Do you want to talk to me?
HE SCOFFS
Sorry, they told me to come in here.
Yeah, um Are you?
I'm Harry. Shane's da.
Annie.
Thank you for what you did.
Sorry to hear about your mother.
Sorry, um
how did you know about that?
Oh, Shane told me.
For the life of me,
I don't know why he did this job.
I've a building supply company.
We do all right, you know?
I mean, we do well.
There's a job waiting for him there.
Good life, plenty of money.
HE SIGHS
But he just wouldn't listen.
Stubborn as a mule.
Did he ever tell you
..why he wanted to do it?
He just said it was important.
Mr Bradley?
He's out of surgery.
Is he OK?
He's in the ICU. Recovery.
So he's OK?
Shane lost half the blood in his body.
I'm told it was difficult,
but he's stable.
Um, Mr Bradley,
can I have a private word?
No, no, hold on. She saved his life.
Let her stay.
There was a complication.
What?
The surgeons did a procedure
called a femoral graft,
but the blood supply to his leg
was cut off for a long time.
We're not confident that Shane
will regain the use of it.
What?
Ever?
COLLY EXHALES
Things aren't what they used to be,
that's for sure, eh?
Like, when I joined up
the people that we were after,
they were fighting for a cause.
We might not have agreed with it, but
in a strange way, we respected it.
Remember one time having a
a three-hour conversation
with an IRA gunman
about the Catholic theology
of the just war.
Smart fucker.
But the one that really got me
was a fella from West Tyrone.
Sniper.
Seven bodies under his belt.
All British soldiers.
Every one.
Situation like that, you want to
know how he got there.
So I asked him.
When he was nine,
him and his mother went into town
for the Friday shop.
British Army foot patrol there.
Do you remember what the
Brits were like in those days?
Pointing their fucking rifles
at everyone.
Making wee snidey comments
as you went past.
I always thought they were
their own worst enemy.
So
she just tries to get past them.
One of the soldiers
steps up to her and says,
"Nice tits, love. Give us a squeeze."
And all his mates burst out laughing.
Now, that wee lad's mummy,
she was a good Catholic woman.
She was mortified.
She took her son by the hand
and walked straight back home,
crying all the way. Trying not to.
And that wee boy's looking at his mummy.
Even though he's only young
he was embarrassed for her.
A deep burning shame.
And in that moment, that
wee lad made himself a promise.
He says, "When I grow up,
"I'm going to kill those bastards."
And he did.
He fucking came through
on that promise all right.
Butterfly flapping its wings
causes a hurricane 15 years later.
Seven men dead.
All because of the thin line
between shame and rage.
Chaos, Aodhan.
You're in the middle of the chaos, mate.
So what was it in the beginning, Aodhan?
When did all this start?
It started a long time ago.
Yeah, that makes sense. I believe that.
But there is a way out.
AODHAN SCOFFS
Aodhan
help me.
Help me to help you.
You don't know what you're up against.
Well, at least I know that.
HE INHALES SHARPLY
They're going to take him out.
Who?
Who are they going to take out?
Who?
- George.
- When?
Aodhan, when?
Get me Louise Carrigan, fucking now!
Channel three.
- Where's that car?
- What car?
The one carrying George McClelland.
Uh, Cabnell Street.
- They're going to hit them.
- What?!
They're going to kill George.
Tell them to get on channel three.
Special Ops.
Uh, 1-6-5 from Blackthorn.
Grace, can you hear me?
Stevie?
Uh, channel three.
Switch to channel three, Grace.
RADIO BEEPS
Grace?
Stevie?
What the fuck?
- You can't broadcast on that channel.
- So who can?
LOUISE: 1-6-5 from Ops centre.
Do you copy?
- Over?
- Who's that?
Sorry, who's this?
This is C4. Special Operations.
Your life and the lives of your
passengers are in danger.
There's an active threat.
From this moment on,
I need you to follow my instructions
the second I give them.
Do you understand?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I understand.
Is your vehicle armoured
or soft-skinned?
We're, erm
We're soft-skin We're soft-skinned.
Shit.
What?
Sorry, what's happening?
LOUISE: I need the non-driving
officer to draw their weapon.
I I don't carry.
UNDER BREATH: Fuck. Fuck.
Right, Sean, take that.
LOUISE: Get the DP down.
George, down!
- Get down!
- OK, OK, OK.
1-6-5, are there
any vehicles behind you?
Yeah. Yeah, we have a red BMW.
SEAN: V018 ODA.
Ma'am.
Make and model check out but
But what?
ANPR pinged the same car
four minutes ago in Newry.
Shit.
OK, that's our target.
Target for what?
I'm sorry, what's happening?
HMSU Blackthorn forward base, crash out.
Tac Ad, what's your ETA?
- Hello, guys?
- Seven minutes.
So, what should we be do-?
Who's behind us? Where should we go?
GEORGE: What's happening?
Will somebody tell me what I should do?!
What should I do?
Will someone tell me what to do?!
Stevie?
Stevie!
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