How much is all that?
20 million.
Frank said you might be interested in a purchase?
All depends on the price.
I was thinking closer to 25 a kilo.
At that price, we'd be working for you.
BREN: Selling product at a loss
makes this family look like a fucking joke.
Jimmy? He's with us.
You need to start acting like the man in this house.
This is for you for all the birthdays I missed.
I said stay the fuck away from Anna!
I'm not gonna ask you again.
Fuck. [BANG]
He's trapped.
[HOOTING]
Do it! [GUNSHOT]
BRESLIN: When we were going through Donovan's belongings,
we found this.
Could be a bank account or something.
The original has Amanda Kinsella's fingerprints on it.
Listen, Da... Kem's a rat.
What do you mean he's a fucking rat?
He was feeding information to Eamon Cunningham.
VIKING: What the fuck are you talking about?
You brought him into this family, Eric.
You're gonna have to clear this mess up.
Bren...
I can either trust you or I can't.
Yeah.
[RHYTHMIC THUDDING]
[UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYS]
[GRUNTING, PANTING]
MAN: Yeah, yeah, yeah...
[BUZZER]
Oh, fuck. [MOANING]
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah! [GRUNTS]
[BUZZER]
Fuck's sake!
[DOOR OPENS]
Yeah?
He'll be down in five minutes.
Five?
♪♪
[DOOR OPENS]
Sorry about the wait, buddy.
Good night?
Exhales sharply You have no fucking idea.
[CHUCKLES]
[UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYS]
♪♪
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Michael!
[KNOCKING CONTINUES]
MICHAEL: Ah, fuck's sake.
What the fuck's going on? What time is it?
Something wrong?
Come here, bro. Bring it in.
Oh...
Mm.
You got anything to drink in here?
No, I do not.
Why the fuck not?
Guess what I did tonight.
Got drunk?
Laughing Yes!
But after that.
Jimmy, it's really late, uh...
I got me hole.
[LAUGHS]
Oh, man, fuck me.
When you're with someone for so long,
you almost forget what it's like to sleep with someone new.
It's... not too bad.
Why you telling me this?
Eh.
You're my brother.
And I trust you with a secret.
And I figure that if anybody --
anybody understands the buzz of...
fucking somebody they shouldn't, well, that would be you.
Wouldn't it, Michael?
You should go now.
Why don't you ever want to fuck anybody, Michael?
I mean, what's that all about?
Eh?
Who are you saving yourself for?
Huh?
I'm not gonna ask you to leave again.
Whoa.
♪♪
TV NEWSREADER: driven by increasing
fuel and food prices.
The European Central Bank has not ruled out
further interest rate increases
to curb the spiraling cost of living.
Gardaí have confirmed that the man killed
in last night's shooting at a Dublin pub died
from a self-inflicted wound.
Volume increasing The victim,
who has not yet been named, is believed to be
a close associate of Gerard Delaney,
who was recently shot in a gangland assassination.
[CELLPHONE RINGING]
[RINGING CONTINUES]
Yeah? It's all done.
[SIGHS] Who was at the farm house?
Just Lee.
Did he mention Bren? No.
Told him you said I was to collect the gear,
and he was grand with that.
[EXHALES] Okay.
Hey, that thing at the pub last night,
did you hear anything about it?
Just that it was Kev Delaney looking for Eric and Bren.
Jesus Christ, this shit with Bren never ends.
I know. I'm leaving now.
Okay.
I'll see you soon.
[CELLPHONE BEEPS]
♪♪
This is Shane, the lad I told you about,
my cousin's boy.
Rory told you what I need you to do?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's no bother.
You know where you're going? Yeah.
There's a thousand in it for you when it's done.
Sweet. Well, get going, then.
Are you sure he's not involved in nothing?
He's a student. No one knows him.
No one's gonna pay any attention to him.
Good.
♪♪
There's something I want to show you.
♪♪
You know about Fenethylline?
Should I?
It's an amphetamine.
They make it in the factories in Syria.
It was for the soldiers before they go into battle...
make them feel invincible.
Now, it's mostly for export.
It's very good. Very popular.
How much?
You buy from me for 2 euros, you sell for 10.
Make a lot of money.
And I can get as much of it as you want.
Let me have a think about it.
♪♪
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN DISTANCE]
♪♪
Did something happen?
You tell her, Frank.
Go on.
Apparently, Kem was ratting us out to Eamon.
He set up Fudge.
[SCOFFS] Where'd you hear that?
From Jimmy.
Amanda found out months ago.
And she told him and Michael not to tell anyone else.
So we've a fucking rat working for this family,
and she didn't see fit to tell us.
For all we know, he could be fucking touting to the guards.
She's putting this whole family at risk.
Is that any way to run things?
No. No.
Well, tell that to this fucking clown here --
siding with her and Michael against the rest of us.
I'm not siding with anyone...
That's exactly what you're fucking doing.
She's got us all for mugs.
'Cause she thinks she's smarter than the rest of us.
Well, I'm not having it.
And in future, you stick with me and Birdy.
Amanda's not fit to be making decisions.
I'll do what I think is right.
You'll do what I fucking tell you to do.
Otherwise, I'll fucking bury you.
BIRDY: Now, Bren, stop it.
Is that clear, Frank?
♪♪
Yeah.
It fucking better be.
♪♪
Eric, Kem's our friend.
It doesn't matter.
Not if he's a rat.
I don't care if he is. He got you out.
Can't you just threaten him? Tell him to leave Dublin.
That's a punishment.
This has already been decided.
Bren's not gonna change his mind.
But why does it have to be you?
'Cause it just does.
Can't you just get somebody else?
No.
Eric, I don't ask for much...
Just stop, will ya? Please...
I won't fucking tell you anything in future
if you're just gonna fucking do this...
and make me feel shit about things.
I'm not the rat here.
Kem is.
He's to blame.
He did this to himself!
He knew what would happen if I found out.
But he went ahead and he fucking did it anyway.
[CRYING]
[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]
This is on him.
[SNIFFS] [CELLPHONE BEEPS]
What?
What? When?
Did you tell Bren yet?
No. You stay there.
I'll tell him.
I have to go.
I want you to say that you're not gonna do it.
Talk about it later.
No. Now!
Say that you're not gonna do it!
Eric!
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
♪♪
[KNOCKING]
♪♪
That's the balance of this month's payment.
[LINE RINGING]
[HAMZA SPEAKING TURKISH]
This seems like a lot of fuss
for something that could be done over the phone.
That's not your concern.
You just worry about paying your debt.
♪♪
If you're staying in Dublin,
I can recommend a good restaurant.
We are flying back tonight.
♪♪
It's all gone through.
I'll see you next month, then.
Oh, you will.
♪♪
[SIGHS]
[SPEAKING TURKISH]
♪♪
[CELLPHONE VIBRATES]
♪♪
What's the problem?
It might be nothing.
I can sense a "but."
But I got a heads-up from the DPP
that they're preparing an application
to postpone your trial date.
Why?
They say they need more time to prepare their case.
But they have everything.
We signed over the dealership, they have Jenny's statement,
we gave all the files and documents.
You said that they had accepted Jenny's statement
and a prison sentence wasn't likely.
I said if they accepted her statement,
a custodial sentence wasn't likely.
I pay you very well to be on top of these things.
It's your job to keep me out of prison.
They've had months to prepare.
Why would they be asking to postpone at this late day?
Maybe they have new evidence they want to look into.
Like what?
You tell me.
There's nothing I can think of.
Then go back over everything you've done
in the last month or so and look for anything
that might've caught their attention.
[SIGHS]
♪♪
LEE: Rory showed up earlier. He said Amanda had okayed it.
And you just let him fucking take it?
I would've called, Bren.
But it was 6:00 in the morning, and I didn't want to wake you.
Who the fuck is this Rory, anyway?
Rory Hayes.
Amanda's driver, he does her shit work.
She's fucking taken it and sold it at a loss
like we told her not to.
We're gonna have to teach her a lesson.
Do you know where this Rory cunt lives?
Somewhere on the Larchfield Estate.
But I have a mate who'll know the exact address.
I can text him if you want.
Yeah, text him.
Told you what she's like.
She does whatever the fuck she wants.
Not for much longer.
Listen, you.
In future, no one touches any fucking gear without my say-so.
Do you hear me?
What about Frank or Michael?
I just fucking said, didn't I?
No one!
Okay.
♪♪
MICHAEL: Don't walk away from me, Jimmy.
If you're here to lecture me about what happened last night,
don't even fucking bother.
Who I sleep with is my own fucking business.
Yeah, but you never actually sleep with anyone,
do you, Michael?
That's the point. It's fucking weird.
Is Da putting you up to all this shit?
Nobody's putting me up to anything.
'Cause Viking I get.
He's too young to remember what Da's really like.
What's your fucking excuse?
I don't need a fucking excuse.
See, your issues with Da are your issues.
Don't drag me into that shit.
You're a fucking idiot, Jimmy.
♪♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪♪
Winnie.
Is Anna okay?
Is this yours? What?
Did you give this to Anna?
Oh, shit...
You take it.
I don't want your filthy drug money in my house.
Next time I find anything like this,
I'm calling the guards.
♪♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪♪
[WHEEZING]
♪♪
[VIDEO GAME MUSIC]
[BUZZER]
KAYTLYN: Rory, get that!
I'm on the toilet.
[BUZZER]
Get the door!
I'm on the fuckin' jacks.
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHUCKLING]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[FOOTSTEPS]
Rory, it's Bren and Eric Kinsella.
You better get down there.
Fuck.
♪♪
Something wrong?
What happened to that gear you took this morning?
That's between me and Amanda --
[SHOUTS]
[GRUNTING]
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[GRUNTING]
KAYTLYN: Rory? Rory!
Rory!
Get off him. Ah, fuck!
[BLADE CLATTERS]
I'm calling the guards.
I'm warning you, if you don't get out of here now,
I'm calling them.
Give Eric that phone.
Right, now, you fuckin' listen,
'cause I'm only gonna say this once.
You don't do fuckin' shit in future
without checking with me first.
Do you hear me?
What about Amanda? Are you deaf?!
Aah! Rory! Don't!
Are you fucking deaf?! Rory!
I hear you. I hear you. I'm sorry.
You fuckin' better be.
'Cause if I have to come back here again,
it'll be with a gun.
I'm sorry. I'm -- Aah!
Ya cunt, ya!
[SPITS]
[RORY COUGHING]
♪♪
[SIGHS]
♪♪
You were out late last night.
Yep. Mm.
The guards, they closed the pub after the shooting, so --
so we all went out to a club.
Uh, the DPP want to push back my trial date.
They say why?
No.
Uh, Lauren thinks... clicks tongue
they might have some new evidence.
Like fucking what?
Who knows?
But I need to find out.
Hey, come here.
Come on.
♪♪
Hey.
♪♪
You'll work it out.
You always do.
♪♪
Hm?
♪♪
MAN: Till number 4 is now opening.
Till number 4.
♪♪
Management to main exit, please.
Management to main exit.
♪♪
[REGISTERS BEEPING]
♪♪
NELLIE: What are youse lookin' at?
♪♪
Big dopes.
♪♪
Get out and help me pack this in.
♪♪
Where's the crisps?
I asked for crisps.
If you want crisps, go in and get them yourself.
[SIGHS]
Go on! Don't be so fucking lazy.
And if they ask you to pay, tell 'em to come see me.
♪♪
[CART CRASHES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
♪♪
Have you heard of Fenethylline?
No.
Should I?
It's an amphetamine.
I was offered a good deal on some.
Just wondering if it's any good.
No idea.
I'll ask Kem. He'll know.
I can ask around if you want.
Great. Mm-hmm.
[CELLPHONE RINGING]
Hello?
Okay, what -- Calm down.
What happened?
I -- I can't hear you unless you calm down.
Everything okay? What's going on?
Just -- What's going on?
Just -- Would ya --
Okay. Right.
W-Well, where are you now?
Right, okay. I'll -- I'll be right over.
Jesus. [SIGHS]
Everything okay? You want me to come with you?
No, no. It's, uh -- it's fine.
It's Rory's wife.
[DOOR OPENS]
I'll just stay here, then.
[DOOR CLOSES]
MOLLY: So, I'd probably recommend this one,
just because if you have had a virus recently,
then your immune system's gonna be quite... low.
Okay. Uh, and it has zinc included,
so you don't have to worry about taking that separately.
Grand. Yeah.
Okay. Thanks.
Tap away when you're ready.
Thanks so much. Thank you.
Enjoy the wedding. Thanks.
See ya.
You're back. Yeah.
I'll grab your prescription for you. Thanks.
Lara, do we have anything for Michael Kinsella?
There you go.
Thanks.
Um, you know how you said that if --
if I'd any issues with the meds to say.
Sure. Yeah. What's the problem?
Uh, the ep-epilepsy.
Um, it was fine for a while, but it feels like now
the seizures are starting to come back.
Yeah. And have you been taking them
every day, as prescribed? Yeah.
Um, what about triggers?
Has there been an increased intake in alcohol?
No. Drugs?
No.
Or stress in your life?
Yeah, stress can be a significant trigger.
Yeah, well, it's, like,
fucking hard to avoid, though, innit?
There's ways. Have you -- Have you tried meditation?
Yoga?
You joking? No.
Just in case you're interested.
Okay.
Look, you can speak to your consultant
about an increase in dosage, but that just might mean
that there will be a higher risk of adverse side effects.
I know you were worried about that.
Okay, yeah, I'll do that.
Okay.
Thanks.
[BEEP]
What's your name?
Hm? Molly.
Molly.
Yeah.
Yeah, thanks, Molly.
Okay.
You're welcome.
Hi. How are you?
[ALARM CHIRPS]
Hey, cheers.
[BUZZER]
[LOCK CLICKS]
[UPBEAT FIDDLE MUSIC PLAYS]
Alright?
What's up?
I found Glen Wright for you.
Let's talk out the back.
♪♪
Johner was telling me about that shooting you had here.
- Fuckin' mad. - Yeah.
KEM: I thought having that security thing
would lose you loads of business
'cause people don't want to be pushing a button
going into a pub, you know?
But it's money well spent.
And it makes the place like a members club or something.
A members club.
Yeah, I like that.
[KEYS CLATTER]
[DOOR CLOSES]
You've got blood on you, there.
Have I?
Where?
♪♪
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
So, you found Wright.
Yeah.
He's back living with his mom.
She has this encampment out past Tallaght.
What, they're living in fuckin' tents?
No.
A gaff with a big metal fence and barbed wire all around it.
Ah, you mean a compound.
Yeah, a compound.
Right.
I want you to go back out there later with Eric
and show him exactly where this place is.
It's a waste of time. You won't get near him there.
Need to catch him when he's out and about.
I don't care.
I want you to show Eric where this place is.
Probably won't even fucking see him.
Just do as you're fucking told.
Okay. Yeah.
Eric will call you later, arrange everything.
Sound.
- Yeah. - Laters, V.
Laters. [CLEARS THROAT]
For fuck's sake, you could at least try
and act fuckin' normal around him.
Maybe Jimmy got it wrong about Kem.
I mean, it's coming from Amanda.
I don't trust a thing she says.
So you don't think he sold us out?
I don't know.
Look, all I'm saying is,
doing Kem on Amanda's word feels wrong to me.
Maybe there's other options.
Like what?
Kneecap him. Run him out of Dublin.
I don't know. Something.
♪♪
Nah.
And when it's done, be sure and get his phone off him.
Right? Get rid of it.
Don't leave that lying around, okay?
♪♪
Yeah.
And you need someone else with you, so take Anthony.
♪♪
Should I check with Jimmy first?
Nah. He won't mind.
He wants Anthony getting more involved.
♪♪
Do you want a tea or a coffee or something, Frank?
No, thanks. No, you're grand.
So, what's the problem?
Eric tell you what Bren has him doing?
No. What?
He wants him to shoot Kem.
Kem?
Look, I was thinking that maybe you could talk to Bren,
get him to change his mind.
Well, he won't listen to me.
You were in charge, Frank. Of course he will.
Look, you just have to tell him
that you want somebody else to do it.
Do you really want to help Eric?
Yeah, of course I do.
Then make sure he has it planned out properly.
[SCOFFS]
No fuck-ups.
That's your advice?
Do you want him locked up again?
I don't want them doing it at all.
I think it might be a bit late for that.
For fuck's sake, Frank, you're supposed to be his Da.
Just talk to him.
Make sure he has it all worked out.
Do you know what, Frank?
You're fucking useless.
♪♪
Where now?
You go on. I'm gonna walk.
Walk where?
What are you? Me wife?
Go on, fuck off!
♪♪
[CAR DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS]
♪♪
[GLASS SHATTERS]
♪♪
[LOCK CLICKS]
♪♪
Jesus Christ, Rory.
He beat him with a tire iron.
Nearly bit half his ear off.
I won't be able to drive you looking like this.
Don't worry about that.
You just get better. I'll sort it out.
Bren says I'm not to do anything without checking with him first.
And if we don't, he'll shoot me.
That Bren is a fucking animal.
As I said...
I'll fix this.
That's grand.
Until you do, I'm gonna have to take a step back.
I understand.
♪♪
[SIGHS]
♪♪
I'm building partnerships in Ireland,
and you were recommended by mutual associates.
And what exactly would being your partner entail?
My family would underwrite your business, help you expand.
Why would you do that for me?
Because I intend to supply the Irish market,
and having associates here makes that easier.
You already have the Kinsellas.
I don't think they will be around for long.
Being in business with my family has many advantages.
I can provide you with product, finance, weapons.
And you'll have our protection, should you need it.
And what do I have to do in return?
Nothing.
Yet.
For now, just know that I'm here
in case you need anything at all.
Okay.
♪♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
♪♪
[ENGINE STARTS]
♪♪
[SPEAKING TURKISH]
[MONITOR BEEPING, RESPIRATOR HISSING]
[NURAY SPEAKING TURKISH]
♪♪
MICHAEL: I have to ask you something.
You recognize that?
Where'd you get that?
From your grandmother.
Who gave it to you?
I asked you a question, Anna.
Granddad. Right.
Well, I want you to stay away from him.
How come Anthony gets to see him and I don't?
Because Anthony's not my daughter, and you are.
This is exactly what they say to me about you.
Not to see you, not to talk to you.
But I still do. Anna, this is not a joke.
I don't want you anywhere near him.
Is that clear? Why?
He seems really nice.
Well, he's not.
Now, if you need money or anything else, you come to me.
I'll give it to you. Alright?
Yeah, fine.
GIRL: Anna!
Promise me, if he makes contact again, you'll let me know.
I promise.
Alright, go.
I love you.
♪♪
[SIGHS]
♪♪
[DOOR OPENS]
♪♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
FATHER DEEGAN: Hello?
[FOOTSTEPS]
♪♪
Did you break that door?
I'll pay for the fucking glass.
That's not the point.
You can't just break in here.
I thought God's house was open to everyone.
I thought you didn't believe in any of that.
I don't.
Just in here, it's so, um...
peaceful.
Would you like me to hear your confession, Frank?
There's no point.
♪♪
I'm not sorry for any of the things I did.
♪♪
Then what do you want?
♪♪
I have no fucking idea.
♪♪
I'll be here, waiting,
when you're ready to repent.
♪♪
[TV PLAYS INDISTINCTLY]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Everything alright?
[DOOR CLOSES]
All good. It's all good.
You want a chip?
Fuck it.
Just a heads-up for you --
I have Anthony out on a job with Eric.
What kind of job?
That thing with Kem.
No.
No. The...
Why the fuck did you do that?
Because he's well able for it.
He's 16, Da.
Well, so was Michael. It didn't do him any harm.
I don't care. I don't care. I don't want Anthony doing this.
Well, too late now, isn't it? It's done.
Fuck that. Fuck you.
I'm calling him. I'm bringing him back.
They didn't bring phones with them.
They're not fucking stupid.
You had no fucking right, Dad.
It's what the boy wants.
And there's nothing you can do about that,
so give it a rest with all the fuckin'
huffin' and puffin' and shit.
[DOOR SLAMS]
Hey!
What? Got something to say?
No.
No. Nothing.
♪♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪♪
You sure about this?
Yeah.
'Cause if you're not, I can get Lee
or someone else to come along instead.
No.
I want to do it.
Okay.
♪♪
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Is he here?
No.
Winnie turned up with 3 grand he'd given to Anna.
Why didn't you tell me about Kem?
[DOOR CLOSES]
We were worried that Frank and Viking
would find out and have him killed.
That is what he deserves.
He helped us get Eamon and Con Doyle.
To save his own skin!
Your father knows about it.
How?
Jimmy.
Fuck's sake.
So I don't need to tell you what's gonna happen.
Bren has been gunning for Amanda since he got out,
and you have given him the excuse to go after her.
He knows better than to hurt her.
Do you really think that?
You should have told us about Kem, Michael.
You have made everything worse now.
♪♪
[HORN HONKS]
♪♪
Anto, put your hood up, okay?
♪♪
Better fucking be here.
[DOOR SLAMS]
Oh, for fuck's sake.
♪♪
You can't bring her.
- Why not? - 'Cause this is work.
Having Chloe's good.
No one ever thinks you're up to anything
if you've got a baby with you.
I don't care. She's not coming.
I've no one to mind her, V. Jess is at work.
Can't leave her at a fucking crèche or somewhere?
I won't leave her with strangers, man.
It's not good. Oh, for fuck's sake, Kem.
Leave her with a neighbor then, man.
She doesn't know them. I don't care.
Leave her somewhere. You're not bringing her.
Look, if we see Wright --
We won't.
Yeah, but if we do, I'm gonna have a pop, okay?
You don't want Chloe there for that.
[BABY FUSSING]
♪♪
Okay. Okay.
♪♪
Do you think he's suspicious
'cause you won't let him bring the baby?
Conversing indistinctly
We'll soon find out.
♪♪
[BUZZER]
♪♪
You were right about Bren coming after me anyway.
Why? What's he done?
He gave Rory a beating. [SIGHS]
Told him that if he ever does anything
I ask again, he'll kill him.
You know he's got his claws into Jimmy and Anthony, too?
♪♪
Bren's found out about Kem.
♪♪
KEM: She's been fed and changed and everything.
Jess will be home from work, anyway, in about an hour.
I know to call you if there's any problems.
Alright, baby.
♪♪
Yeah.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
♪♪
I'm gonna call Kem, warn him.
Can't do that, Amanda.
Can't fucking do that.
Why not? Because if you do,
no one in this family is gonna trust you again.
But he has a daughter. It doesn't matter.
She's just a baby. She's a tiny, little baby.
Kem knew the risk he was taking when he went to Eamon.
He helped us get them.
Doesn't change what he did.
Fuck Bren!
♪♪
Bren is gonna fucking pay.
♪♪
Okay, then. Let's go.
♪♪