Kin (2021) s02e07 Episode Script

Season 2, Episode 7

Do you recognize this man?
[SIGHS] No comment.
The gardai look at someone like Nikita
and all they see is
weakness and opportunity.
Nikki's not a fucking rat!
AMANDA: Why did you do it? Kem.
Was it you who pulled the trigger?
- No, Viking did.
Want to know a secret?
I don't give a fuck about any of this.
I want out.
You know, someplace sunny by a beach
- where I can just chill all day.
- Yeah.
- I don't want you here.
- Are you serious?
I'm kicking you out, because
I can't trust you anymore.
BIRDY: You need to keep
Anna far away from him.
- MICHAEL: You alright?
- It's Bren.
He's doing it again.
This time it's Anna.
BIRDY: Michael? Michael, wait!
- I fucking said.
- Listen to me.
Michael! Just stop for a minute.
You want to end up back inside?
- Well, this is the way to go about it.
- Think I give a fuck about that?
AMANDA: Birdy is right, Michael.
This isn't the way to do it.
He's getting exactly what he deserves.
BIRDY: Anna is fine. She's safe.
I dropped her at her dance class.
- Nobody's saying don't do it.
- Get the fuck out of my way, Birdy.
- Get out of my way, Birdy.
- Not like this. Not like this.
You'll fuck it up and you'll get caught!
- You think I fucking care?!
- I do.
We'll We'll plan it properly.
- We'll help you, won't we, Amanda?
- Yeah, yeah.
We will get Bren, I promise you.
We'll kill him.
But we'll do it together.
VIKING: Was two of them, I think.
Fucking dopes. Amateur hour.
Look, we don't know if they
followed me from here or whatever,
but it was the middle of the night
and there was no lights behind me.
Would have seen someone.
I just got out of the
car, and they were there.
He was obviously waiting for me.
And did you get a look at him?
You're joking.
Soon as the gun jammed,
I was fucking gone.
What do you reckon?
Could be anyone.
Probably one of Ged Delaney's lot.
They're still gunning for blood.
What's the story?
You want me to ask around?
See if anybody's heard anything
about what happened last night?
Yeah. Yeah, do that.
I'm gonna be relying on you
more and more now, Jimmy.
Yeah, sure. Anything.
Viking's too hot-headed.
And you're my son,
so I know I can count on you.
Do you want me to wait
for you? No, I'm alright.
I know you probably
don't want my advice,
but fighting with
teenagers gets you nowhere.
Alright. Thanks for the lift.
Hey, uh, is Anna inside?
Hey. Have a word?
Um, I'll see you guys later.
I suppose you're here to give out to me.
- And why would you think that?
- I don't know.
Only reason I ever
really see you these days.
Is that necklace new?
Here we go.
Why did you go see him
when I asked you not to?
Is it 'cause of the money and
the presents that he gives you?
- No!
- 'Cause if you need money, you come to me.
- I told you it's not about the money.
- I'll give it to you.
Then why?
Why go see him?
Because he's nice to me.
How How exactly is he nice to you?
- I really don't know why this
- It just is. It's important.
I need to know exactly
how he's nice to you.
He wants me.
He wants me to be part of his life.
- So do I!
- No, you don't.
Of course I do. Of course I do!
You disappear for months at a
time and you don't even call me.
You know why I couldn't
call you. I wanted to.
Except for Anthony, I hardly
know anyone in this family
because you hide me away
like you're ashamed of me.
- I am not ashamed of you.
- Well, that's how it feels.
- Ugh!
- Granddad wants me in this family.
- He tells me all the time.
- I don't fucking care what he tells you!
You stay away from him. He is not safe.
Do you understand?
I-I can't talk to you right now.
Where is she?
They're discharging her now.
No charges?
- That's a result.
- No charges yet.
They're only releasing her while
they prepare a file for the DPP.
Why do you always have to
be so fucking miserable?
Someone has to maintain
a grip on reality.
Yeah, well, I want you keeping
it positive for Nikki today.
Yeah? None of your fucking gloomy shit.
You took my phone, too.
That's to be held as evidence.
VIKING: You okay?
Thank you.
I'll let you know if
there's any developments.
They treat you okay in there?
Look, let's just go.
Look, I know you're pissed off.
- Just take me home.
- Nikki, relax, yeah?
Eric, don't tell me to fucking relax.
You know, I bet you haven't
even checked what the sentence is
for conspiracy to commit murder.
It's life, Eric.
Look, if they had enough evidence,
- they'd have charged you for that already.
They have Jess's statement,
and they have my phone, too!
Kem messaged me right after the shooting
to say that it was done.
But you deleted that.
Oh, and you think they
can't find something on it?
They haven't charged me yet
'cause they're taking their time.
I begged you to leave Kem alone,
but you wouldn't fucking listen.
Don't, Eric.
Hi, it's Molly. Leave
a message at the beep.
Hi, it's Molly. Leave
a message at the beep.
Hi. Um, is Molly here, please?
Uh, no, but is there
anything I can do for you?
No, I'll come back tomorrow.
Uh, she's off until
the 14th of next month.
What? On holidays?
Yeah, she's getting married
and going on her honeymoon.
Wh Mo Molly with
the, um, blond hair?
[CHUCKLES] Y-You sure about that?
Yes, I'm sure.
Is there anything else I can do for you?
VIKING: Nikki, can we not
fucking talk about this?
What, I don't deserve an explanation?
Do I really have to tell you
why this is fucking happening?
But you don't have to
make this decision now.
Here, you're not walking out of here
till you give me a
chance to talk about this.
Eric, what are you gonna do, huh?
You're just gonna lock me up?
You're gonna stop me from leaving?
- No.
'Course not.
Nikki, I'll find Jess.
Those charges will be dropped.
Eric, if anything happens to that girl,
I'll go to the Garda station myself
and I'll tell them fucking everything.
Don't even fucking joke about that.
Who's joking?
You got lucky, Eric.
But we're on your fucking case.
It won't be long now.
- Huh, boys?
Bang, bang! [LAUGHS]
- Oh, hi.
- Alright, then.
Your da's not here.
I wanted to see you.
Oh. Do you want a pint?
No. I need to show you something.
In private.
I'll be out the back if you need me.
JOHN: Yeah.
CLAYTON FINN: You got lucky, Eric.
But we're on your fucking case.
It won't be long now.
Huh, boys? [LAUGHTER]
Bang, bang! [LAUGHS]
Right, I want you to keep this
just between you and me, okay?
- Yeah.
- And don't you worry,
'cause I'll sort everything.
We'll get these cunts.
You done right coming to me, alright?
Good boy.
What's this? Suicide watch?
Don't even joke about that.
Fancy a coffee or something?
Yeah. Tea would be nice.
Come here.
I was thinking about what
you were saying last night.
I want to go with you when you go.
What about Bren?
I'm gonna sort that.
He's never gonna let us go.
I have a plan.
What plan?
You're just gonna have to trust me.
But it's gonna be fine. I promise.
Fucking hell.
52 years old, and you're still
fighting my Bren battles for me.
That's just what big sisters do.
He was always a cunt.
Even when we were kids.
You know
I don't have one single
happy memory of him.
Not fucking one.
What about you?
Some of the prison visits were alright.
That's 'cause he was locked up,
and you knew he wasn't
gonna be able to get to you.
Nikki's gone.
She's moved out.
- Why?
Why do you think?
'Cause of Kem and getting arrested.
We should have left him
be. He was no danger to us.
Where's she gone?
I don't know.
One of her mates' gaffs, I suppose.
Well, you need to go and
fucking find her and drag her home.
No, I fucking don't.
- What did you fucking say?
- I'm not doing that to her.
Well, I'll tell you what
I'm not fucking doing.
I'm not going back inside
because your mot can't
keep her fucking trap shut.
So you need to go and get her
and bring her back into line,
because I fucking tell you what
if I get as much as a fucking whisper
that she's been blabbing her mouth off,
you'll be digging her up
in the Dublin Mountains.
There's a million young ones
out there to keep your cock warm.
That doesn't mean you
involve them in your business.
Go and clean your fucking mess up.
- Rory.
- Hey.
Just thought you should know,
the word is out that Bren is hiring.
- What for?
- Don't know,
but he's looking for lots of lads,
so it must be something
big he's planning.
I'd watch your back if I was you.
Thanks, Rory. I appreciate it.
AMANDA: Michael, it's me.
It's open.
Rifat Batuk died this morning.
If Hamza's gonna make
a move, it'll be soon.
We need to push ahead
with Wayne Madigan,
so I set up a meeting for tomorrow.
Yeah, okay.
I take it, it didn't
go well with Anna, then?
Lost my temper.
Well, teenagers will do that to you.
Give me one of those.
Is Donal here? I want to see him.
Donal, Eric Kinsella is here to see you.
- Donal will be out in a moment.
- Mm.
Everything okay, Eric?
No, everything isn't fucking okay.
Let's talk about this in the office.
What's the problem?
The problem is, I'm sick of you being
Mr. Fucking Doom and Gloom with Nikki.
- Excuse me?
- You fucking heard me!
All you're doing is upsetting her.
She's my client. It's my
duty to be honest with her.
Yeah, I don't give a fuck. Yeah?
All you've done is upset her,
so you're gonna call her
now, and you're gonna tell her
that things aren't as bad
as you're saying they are.
- I can't do that.
- Yes, you fucking can, and you will.
Okay. I'd like you to leave now.
Not until you've called her.
[SIGHS] I'm ringing Bren.
Don't you fucking walk away from me.
- I said, don't you fucking walk away.
Aah! Aah! Aah!
BREN: Yeah, Donal?
She better fucking come back.
- Donal?
- For your sake.
What the fuck is going on there?
ESTATE AGENT: We have all
mod cons in the kitchen,
state-of-the-art sauna.
And this room there's lots of light.
The views are really spectacular.
Everything okay?
There's also a gym downstairs
and a roof terrace for residents.
What do you think, Da?
Should I take it?
Uh, can you give me a
minute here with my son?
- Sure.
- Thanks.
- What's wrong? Don't you like it?
- No, I do. I do like it.
But I just don't want you forgetting
that this place is
only temporary, Jimmy.
That other house with your son in it
you still own that,
- and don't let her fucking tell you otherwise.
- Okay.
No, I mean it, Jimmy.
Look what she's done.
She's taken all you gave
her and just fucked you out.
It's not as simple as that, Da.
Fucking is as simple as that.
But don't you worry,
son, because you'll be
ruling the roost there
again before long.
That I promise you.
And I tell you what
you'll get some amount of
fucking hole with this place,
that's for fucking sure, huh?
AMANDA: So what's the
story with you and that girl
I saw sneaking out?
Oh, I don't want to talk about it.
Sometimes opening up helps.
Mm. Is that what you do?
- Absolutely not.
Anna likes Bren.
That's what she told me.
Thinks he's a a nice old
man who buys her presents.
Oh, fuck.
And she thinks that I deliberately try
to keep her away from the family.
Do you?
Probably. I don't know.
Just trying to protect her.
What, from us?
Well, I don't know.
From this. From this life, you know?
After what happened to Jamie
You know, I can't lose
another child to this.
I don't know.
Alright, Derek?
Yeah, listen, gonna need that
yoke I was asking you about.
Yeah, tomorrow.
Yeah, yeah. See you then.
Bren. You wanted to see me?
Yeah. Come here.
Do you want to earn yourself 20 grand?
What have I got to do, Bren?
"What have I got to do, Bren?"
You're either in or you're not,
'cause I've no time for windy cunts.
So do you want to earn
20 grand or don't you?
- Okay.
- Okay what?
I want to make 20 grand.
Good lad. Here's what I want you to do.
Sing it back, sing it back ♪
Bring it back, sing it back to me ♪
Bring it back, sing it back ♪
Bring it back, sing it back to me ♪
Can I control this empty delusion? ♪
Lost in the fire below ♪
Frank. Frank. Stand up.
Up. Come on. Up.
Up, up, up, up.
Up, up you get. Go on.
- Dan the man!
- Yep, yep, yep.
Alright, let's go.
Keep you beside me ♪
FRANK: Thanks for getting me.
No bother.
I won't forget this.
You're a good boy, Dan.
Tell you what, I'll set you
up with something before I go.
What do you mean?
Something cushy.
What do you mean, "go"?
Go where?
Somewhere nice.
You don't have to know about that.
You don't have to worry about it.
All you need to know is that
I'll look after you.
You're up early.
I'm going to training.
Sorry I wasn't here last night.
I had to go out for work.
Without your car?
Just thought I'd bring this back.
How have you been?
Haven't seen you at mass.
I'm great, you know.
Really, really good.
Thank you.
This is for the window that I broke.
You don't owe us anything.
Well, take it. I w
I want you to have it.
And, uh, this is just
for the collection, okay?
Money can't bring you peace of mind.
Spoken like someone who's never had any.
You'll never truly be happy.
Not with the life you live.
What about the life that you live?
Will you ever be happy?
I mean, look at this place.
It's dying on its fucking arse.
You know, when I was a kid,
there used to be four
masses here every Sunday.
They'd be packed out the door.
Now you couldn't even
fucking pay people to come.
We've plenty of parishioners.
[LAUGHS] Plenty of parishioners.
Come on.
You're fucking deluded.
You're like one of them, um, soldiers
that they find living
all alone on an island,
still got the uniform and the gun,
but no one's told you that
the war ended decades ago.
You need to know when it's
time to get out, Father.
You see, that's the trick.
I'll pray for you.
I'll pray for you, Frank.
Here. Why don't you take it all.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Can I, uh, get you anything?
- No, I'm grand, thanks.
I felt like a teenager
coming in this morning.
I feel like we should talk
about what happened last night.
Depends on what you're gonna say.
'Cause I don't feel
bad about what we did,
and I don't want to feel bad.
It's dangerous.
Do you regret it?
No, I don't regret it. I just
I'm not saying that.
I'm just saying, like,
I don't see how it can work.
What we do is our own business.
We'll hurt people.
nobody knows about it.
And nobody needs to.
- BIRDY: Hiya.
- AMANDA: Hiya.
You alright?
Okay, so
how are we gonna do this?
This better fucking work.
'Course it works.
It's brand fucking new.
Here. Put that away somewhere.
You know where you're meeting, yeah?
- Yeah.
The car's already there.
- Grand.
- Don't fuck this up.
I won't.
I won't.
Go on, then. Get a fucking move on.
BIRDY: I know you don't
want to hear this, Mikey,
but simplest thing would be
to pay someone else to do it.
- Birdy's right.
- No. I'm doing this one.
[SIGHS] We're gonna need help with this.
You can't do this on your own.
What about Frank?
No, I don't think he has it in him.
He's tight with Bren.
[SIGHS] Who then?
We still need someone to drive.
How's the hiring going?
Good. Got some sound
lads lined up for you.
Sit down there a minute.
Do you still do designer
clothes and shit?
Yeah, clothes, shoes, watches, jewelry.
Whatever you want, we can get it,
just like the real thing.
I'm looking for something like this,
for my granddaughter.
I don't give a fuck what it costs.
I want a dress that
looks classy like that.
Can get you something like this.
It's me.
We're moving against the Kinsellas.
Money, men, guns,
anything you need, we'll provide.
How long do you need to
get everything prepared?
- Couple weeks.
- That's too long.
One week.
And then we move.
I want the Kinsellas wiped
out as soon as possible.
Zehab answer all your questions?
Pretty much.
I told him you can get cheap
shit fenethylline anywhere,
but all you're buying is
fucking caffeine and sugar.
This stuff is top quality.
You see us shipping it
ourselves or leaving that to him?
We'd rather not worry about that.
What size order are you thinking?
Nothing too big to start with.
We each put in half a million.
Test the market. See how it goes down.
You don't have to worry.
These sell everywhere.
Big profits, too. You
put in one million,
you make at least three and a half back.
How long does it take to get here?
ZEHAB CAN: From Syria? A few weeks.
Has to be quicker than
that, or I'm not interested.
- Well, how quick?
- Next few days.
This is a good deal.
There's a lot of money to be made.
It's only good for me if
it's here when I need it.
For this size order, I
probably could get it quickly
from my colleagues in UK,
but for bigger orders, will take longer.
Lodge your half into that account.
We'll transfer it on.
Sooner we get it, sooner it gets done.
You'll have it by the end of the day.
That's our half there, in cash.
Da, you know Gary Mahon?
Gary from Snaketown?
Wait till you see what
he fucking sent me.
You got lucky, Eric.
But we're on your fucking case.
- It won't be long now.
- Know who that little ginger cunt is?
Bang, bang!
He's the lad who killed Jamie.
He's the lad who took a shot at Viking.
We have to fucking get him, Da.
I want to do this, for Jamie.
Let me have a think about it.
What's there to fucking
think about? We owe him.
I don't want us rushing
into something stupid.
- Wha
Yeah, send him in.
I said I'd fucking
think about it, didn't I?
Yeah, come in.
What the fuck is so important?
It's about Frank.
What about him?
Everything okay?
What's happened?
Nikki's gone.
What do you mean, gone?
I've already been around
all her mates' gaffs.
They say they don't know where she is.
She's not answering any of my calls.
What are they charging her with?
Conspiracy to murder.
What have they got on her?
A statement.
From Kem's mott, Jess,
Saying that she saw Nikki
pay him for the killing.
maybe a text from Kem
saying it was done.
[EXHALES] You never should have
- let Nikki handle all that money herself.
- I know. I know that.
I know I fucked up. Just
- What was I supposed to do?
- Come to me.
That's what you were
supposed to fucking do, Eric.
I would have arranged everything.
I'm coming to you now.
I am gonna help you fix this,
but you're gonna have to
help me with something.
Repeat, repeat, repeat ♪
I got the world at my feet ♪
He's parked outside his aunt's house.
We should be going now before he moves.
No panic. We'll get him.
Just keep an eye on where he's going.
- Sure you don't want one?
- No, bro, they rot your teeth.
And that doesn't?
What, my frozen water?
Just don't spill it in my car, yeah?
Shut your mouth, will you?
- Fuck.
- Did you get them?
- Yeah. Go, go. Come on.
Watch, watch, watch!
- Fuck!
Drive. Just fucking drive!
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