Hi.
Well?
[Frank] There... is your stalker.
[breathing heavily]
Someone... wants to kill me.
[echoing] There is your stalker.
There... There...
-There... There is your stalker. [echoing] -[screams]
[imperceptible]
[theme song playing]
[Juliet wailing]
[Marcella] Go away!
[screaming]
[yells]
[groaning]
The department that I work for could use a dead police officer.
[echoing] ...dead police officer.
See something interesting?
The horizon.
Here. Take some more of these.
[coughing]
[orchestral music playing on stereo]
[door closes]
How did you find me?
I looked.
You shouldn't have bothered.
[grunts]
[knocking at door]
[door opens]
This was a child's room.
Why do you think that?
This wasn't a nursery.
Come on.
Let's get this cleaned up.
[footsteps approaching]
Morning.
I've read your file.
I know what happened.
Fresh start, Marcella.
I'm not saying it'll be easy,
but some part of you wants this.
You got in my car and came with me.
I'll cook us some breakfast.
[breathing heavily]
You're not a fan of hot pot?
Marcella, you need to start eating.
[sighs]
How long ago did she die?
What do you want me to say?
Eight years now, right?
You already know the answer.
I can't move on, I can't forget.
It just grows.
I can't feel anything, I can't...
think straight. There's just nothingness.
Why didn't you kill yourself?
I wanted to.
I still want to.
-[whispering] Marcella. -[gasps]
Play this.
The subconscious absorbs things differently when we sleep.
[Frank on recording] Let go of guilt,
let go of pain,
let go of fear...
Let go of Marcella...
of all dead things.
Know that nothing and no one can touch this part of you.
But accept that Marcella is the past.
Be free of her limitations.
You will learn to surpass and control others...
so that you can grow.
This is how you survive.
Keira. I like Keira.
Sorry?
You said to come up with a name. I like Keira.
Any particular reason?
Not really. I just always liked it.
[Frank sighs]
Tell me about Keira.
She's got a secret...
and no shame.
[Frank] Education.
Wellesley College. Ten GCSEs, four A-levels.
Manchester Uni.
Siblings.
Oh, God. Erm...
Geoff and Stella.
Geoff with a "J" or a "G"?
[Marcella retching]
"J" or "G"?
[Marcella retches]
[spits]
[breathing heavily] A fucking "G".
-I want to get rid of my scar properly. -Why?
Because I'm sick of looking at it. Keira shouldn't have to.
[Marcella grunting]
[footsteps approaching]
What's my first assignment?
That decision has yet to be made.
You need to go shopping for me.
-[Frank chuckling] -[Marcella] Shut up.
Have you ever committed a crime?
[Marcella] No.
Taken illegal drugs?
No.
Have you ever killed anyone?
Never.
[Frank] Is that your dead baby?
Come on, think. Fast.
It's not the sort of thing you forget.
I don't have any kids.
It was a cot death.
You found her. Right, Marcella?
-Keira. -No.
[imitates gunshot] You're dead.
Just like Juliet.
[both grunting]
[yells]
-[Marcella echoing] My name's Keira. -[Frank] Stop!
[yelling]
Don't make me hurt you!
[Marcella] Keira. It's Keira.
[Marcella yelling]
[imperceptible]
[gunshots in distance]
Let's put Keira in the system so she officially exists.
I need to know where I'm going first, who I'm going after.
Who are Sally and Niamh?
[Frank sighs]
Sally was my partner. She left me.
Lives halfway across the world with our daughter Niamh now.
The worst thing is, I don't blame her.
[scoffs] Neither would I.
There's only one place in the whole of the UK that
UCOs carry guns, that's Northern Ireland. Is that where I'm going?
Frank, is it?
-Frank? -[chuckles]
Yes.
Why there?
Your grandparents.
Local roots, but no surviving ties.
-Is that enough? -It's perfect.
The best lies are the ones closest to the truth.
They won't see you coming.
Meet the Maguires.
Drugs, sex trafficking, gun-running, the list goes on.
Katherine Maguire's husband had paramilitary links.
But when he died and she assumed the reins,
she moved the family away from all that.
She's pure business.
And they haven't expanded?
Katherine's tribal.
She relies only on family and needs them close by.
That makes them very vulnerable.
They wield considerable political influence at a city level
and they're connected to at least 17 murders over the last decade.
We won't target them directly.
We'll start with their accountant, Lawrence Corrigan.
I'll create a vacancy in Corrigan's office and get you working on reception.
Well, let's hope that Keira's his type.
Where is everyone?
Where's Finn?
What happened to you?
I crashed my car.
He'll get bored of you.
Maybe he likes the drama.
I'm sitting tight, waiting for this to all blow up in your wee face.
It's a question of time.
And you know it.
I'll let him know you're awake.
I guess you know where he's been sleeping lately.
I bet you can smell it on him, can't you?
[mobile ringing]
Stacey, where are you?
You lied to me, Mum.
I know the Callaghans didn't kill Bobby.
What? Aren't you gonna say anything?
How could we possibly know this?
I've always said rumours will be the end of us.
I know Rory did it.
Stacey, just come home now.
-Goodbye, Mum. -Stacey.
Stacey?
Keira?
Can I have a word?
Did Finn tell Stacey...
that Rory had Bobby killed?
-It's a simple enough question. -He did.
[breathing shakily]
Stacey's gone missing with my granddaughter.
You were a detective.
I want you to find them.
Bring them back to me.
Of course.
And Keira?
If you ever bring drugs into my house again,
you'll pack your bags.
[door closes]
Hey. Where are you off to?
Your mother asked me to go and look for Stacey.
What, she's not at the hospital?
Oh, they're a pack of fucking liabilities!
Right, you look into it.
I'll check out some places her and Bobby used to hang out.
[line ringing]
[Stacey on voicemail] Hi, this is Stacey. Sorry I can't come to the phone.
Leave a message, and I'll get back to you.
Stacey, I hope you're okay, wherever you are.
Erm, I'm so sorry about what happened. Look, I know you're scared,
but will you give me a call when you get this message so we can talk?
[call disconnects]
You like it?
Yes.
Stacey wants you killed because of Bobby.
She knows.
-How? -Your brother.
So tell me getting rid of him wasn't the right thing to do.
Stacey is your sister.
Nothing matters more.
You should've come to me first.
And would you have said yes?
You've broken everyone's trust.
I had Bobby killed to protect this family.
Finn told Stacey the truth to destroy it.
Your brother lacks your judgement.
He has a cruelty about him.
Do you remember what I taught you?
Our emotions are treacherous.
Something rotten has taken hold of this family, son.
We need to tear it out together.
[mobile ringing]
-[mobile beeps] -Stacey?
Stace?
[Stacey tearfully] Yeah. Yeah, it's me.
-Oh, thank God. -I'm done with them, Keira.
I can't do this. They're just a bunch of murdering psychos.
I can't let Katie grow up around that.
I need your help. Please, I'm begging you. [sobbing]
[line ringing]
[Finn] What have you got?
So, Stacey's booked on a plane to Madrid,
a train to Dublin,
and a ferry to Liverpool tonight, all at the same time.
[chuckles] Wily wee bitch.
So do we check out all three?
Can you check out her account, see if she's taken out any cash?
There's somewhere I need to be.
-I've got to go. -[call disconnects]
[car door closes]
[Jack] I didn't expect your little expedition to end up here.
A lot of people died in this building.
There's people say the family had a hand in it.
But I'm guessing you knew that.
It's a small town, people talk.
I've been meaning to ask you,
who were your grandparents?
The ones from Belfast, where did they live?
Why do you want to know that?
Your boy Matthew seemed a little vague the other day.
You see, I've been watching them eating your shit since the day I got out.
And now you've twisted Finn's head so he doesn't know what's good for him.
I never liked a gold digger.
I was the one that...
stopped your girl from being attacked before she died.
She was prostituting herself, did you know that?
That's enough out of your mouth!
The Maguires knew. They didn't do anything about it, did they?
They'll never repay your loyalty, ever.
We want the same thing, a home with Finn.
You'll never have all of him, I won't.
I'm not your enemy.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[footsteps approaching]
Keira.
Where are they?
I don't know. I can't help you.
I'm being followed everywhere by Jack.
[Marcella sighs]
Why would he be following you?
I think he's trying to get to Stacey and the baby.
He's very resentful after what happened to Jessie.
Have you spoken to Finn?
No, he's got a complete blind spot when it comes to him.
Why?
Well, erm... [sighs]
Jack's very territorial. You've seen how close they are.
Well, I've seen how he is with you.
[huffs]
[gun cocks]
Time to go, Jack.
[door opens]
I hear you bumped into Jack.
You had him follow me.
I didn't.
Jack's got a mind of his own. He looks out for me when he worries.
Is that the only reason you were on May Street?
Your sister mentioned it to me once. I...
I thought I'd check it out on the off chance.
Our Stacey talks too much.
Not now.
[door opens]
[door closes]
Ah, thought I heard someone.
You shouldn't be up.
You looked half-dead yesterday.
[Marcella] Erm...
Yeah, erm...
I couldn't sleep. Do you want something?
Can you even cook?
I can make toast.
Your mother never taught you?
I didn't have a mum.
Are you scared that she won't come back?
I allowed Stacey to make mistakes I thought she'd learn from.
My error.
But I'm not going to sit back and...
let her throw it all away.
Do you ever think that maybe she'd just be better off without you?
[scoffs]
You're asking me if my daughter would be better off without her mother?
We stick by each other.
We always do...
in the end.
Hmm. Mothers always try...
to put things together.
Sometimes they're best left apart.
[Kian] Go on, I'll see you later.
-How's it going? -[Finn] All right.
Where is she?
[Kian] Your sister sent me five grand
to leave one of the lorries unlocked for her and the baby.
She thinks it's leaving tonight on the ferry.
She's in here.
You're a fucking waste of space!
Waste of my goddamn time!
[breathing heavily]
Stace, I couldn't get here any sooner. Your stuff's in the car.
Boat's not coming.
Nobody'll take me across. Word's got out.
My fucking family!
Here.
We need to find another way out.
Thank you. No one else would do this for us.
-Will you manage? -Yeah.
Bye-bye.
Come with us, Keira.
They'll use you up and fuck you over.
Good luck.
[mobile chimes]
Yes.
[Katie fussing]
[officer] Excuse me, miss. Is this your bag?
Yeah.
May I have a look?
Er...
We've already been through security.
Our plane is about to board...
That's not mine.
[door opens]
I kept it.
I've got you, Marcella.
Come on, now.
We can get you on a plane in a few hours, and all this is done with.
They miss you, you know that.
You'd be really proud of them.
Edward's started a band with his mates.
And he's got a new girlfriend.
And Emma...
well, she's a young woman now, and she wants to study law.
Help people like her mother did.
Why are you doing this?
Because I know who you are.
And I know what you've lost.
You were a good cop.
You had a heart and you had a family.
You don't know who I am. I found out who I was and I didn't like it.
What's happened, Marcella?
It's Keira.
Now do yourself a favour and walk away.
This is still about Juliet, isn't it? Hmm?
You need to know there are some things that you cannot run away from.
I'm dead to them.
And they're dead to me.
[door opens and closes]
[breath trembling]
[line ringing]
[woman on voicemail] I'm sorry, the person you are calling is not available.
-Please leave a message after the tone. -[tone beeps]
Frank. It's me. Will you please call me back?
You promised me this wouldn't happen.
No, your psychoanalysing bullshit, it doesn't work!
The pills don't work. I'm all messed up.
I can hear her. She's in my mind.
[crying] I can hear her talking.
She's just doing things to me.
This is Marcella.
Please... Someone will need to help me.
[sobbing] Please, will you help me?
Will you help me, please?
[theme song playing]