It looks like there might be a completely new player in town.
Guy by the name of Lee Thompson. OK.
Taking the gloves off you.
Gloves off.
You can't save this place.
Nobody can. Watch me.
They're nearly all military veterans.
Some from here, from England, Scotland.
It's like a wee private army.
What's your favourite gun? That depends.
We noticed you've a wee doorbell camera there.
I can't give you that, love.
Me and Shane. He must have shared it.
Right. You have to report him.
I didn't want to use the phone.
It's come to that, has it?
I took documents with me when I left.
Agents, handlers, operations. All the dirty wee secrets.
When it comes down to it,
I'm the one that's going to make a difference out there.
That's what I'm afraid of.
Stroll in like you're on a night out
buy a drink, you have a dance.
Just observe who's in there.
We can't just leave him there. I'm not going to be exposed.
Bollocks! That was Canning's car.
Go, go, go!
Voluntarily stepped out of the car.
The entrance of the Factory Faithful...
Getting your story straight, are you?
Listen, Annie, we... You left him there.
No, listen... I'm talking to him!
Hey, hey, hey, hey. You need to calm down.
Don't tell me to calm down!
I saw you drive away.
Look, I heard the chatter on the radio. He's going to be fine.
Because we got to him.
He could have been killed.
Mate, you need to put a muzzle on her.
Constable Conlon! My office now.
What the hell were you thinking?!
Don't even answer that, because, as usual,
you weren't thinking at all, were you?
I'm sorry. Sorry? What's sorry got to do with it?
Sorry means absolutely nothing at all! You punched
a senior officer in the face!
I know. I... I don't want to hear it.
Just go home. I'll be in touch.
Helen... Ma'am.
Ma'am. What about what he did to Tommy?
That is not your concern.
But... I said go home!
Shit.
A couple of deep cuts.
This one's going to need a few stitches.
The good news is that the CT scan hasn't shown up anything.
What? No brain at all?
Just keep an eye on him. Yeah? Wake him up every hour or so.
Oh, no. It's not...
We're not like... Oh, sorry...
Sorry, I thought... I thought...
It's fine. I can do that.
Cool.
This is excellent intelligence work, Murray.
My methods weren't to everyone's tastes, ma'am.
Well, desperate times call for desperate measures.
Well, that's what I thought too, ma'am.
So what now? Depends on the objective.
Go on.
Is it to take Lee Thompson out, no matter what?
Or do we try to contain him?
Get things under control?
Personally, I'd like to work out who he is, what he wants.
I think he might be better than what came beforehand.
How much did you owe Davy Hamill?
It's a lot, Lee.
He came up to me at the food bank.
Asked if I needed a few quid for Christmas.
You know, for the kids' presents and that.
And I said OK. How much is it?
900.
But I paid that off three months ago.
And you're paying...?
100 a month.
How much do you still have to pay?
1,000.
It's the interest, like.
I just...
I can't...
Not any more.
Lee, I can't afford any more.
We can't even put gas in the meter.
The kids, they're freezing
in the house and... I mean no more payments.
What?
Your debts are forgiven.
Swiped, Stacey.
You can forget about it.
Seriously?
Here's 200.
Put it on the gas and electric.
What, um...
What is it that you want?
I want things to go back to the way they used to be around here.
I don't know what to say.
Say hello to the kids.
Your brother is a great man.
Next!
Right
I've just spoken with Tommy,
and he's OK. Good.
That's good.
Annie, we're going to get this sorted, all right?
Do you know why I joined the police?
No.
Because I felt like it.
Went to get a sandwich for lunch one day,
saw an ad at the side of a bus stop,
and applied that afternoon.
Never really thought about it
about the fact that.
I might need to leave home
leave all my friends behind.
I just do things and don't think about them.
That's my problem.
I just don't want to lose my job.
Come here.
Come here...
We're going to get it sorted, all right?
Ma'am, is there somewhere we can discuss this more privately?
It's not a good time. I have somewhere to be.
I'd really appreciate... What is there to discuss?
She assaulted a senior officer, with witnesses.
Ma'am, there was extenuating circumstances.
And just imagine what it would do to discipline
in that section if that officer isn't punished
and seen to be punished.
Ma'am, DS Canning sent a colleague into a dangerous situation
in direct contravention of the regulations,
and then left him there!
I'm making a formal complaint to PSD...
Oh, for Christ's sake, Inspector.
Listen to yourself. I'm sorry?
DS Canning's intel report this morning
showed exceptionally good police work.
For the first time in months, we have a definite lead
on how these drugs are being distributed.
We're one step closer to putting a lid
on this whole thing. And you want to punish him?
He broke the rules. Grow the fuck up, Helen!
Morning.
You all...?
Hey, Robin.
I'm, uh, Tom Lowry, crime ops.
I piss someone off, then? It looks that way, aye.
So, uh... Look, we have to search the house.
There's a team there now.
I'll caution you on the way to the station. Sound OK?
What's the charge?
It's the Official Secrets Act.
Dissemination of stolen documents.
Look...
I'm sorry. OK?
What for?
Leaving Tommy on his own
or sharing photos of Annie with your mates?
No.
Listen...
I didn't share any photos.
Shane, I'm not interested. Right?
Let's just get through the shift.
Uniform to all call signs.
We have reports of a disturbance
7 Flax Avenue. Over.
Mental health case.
Been there before.
74 to Uniform. Responding.
Police!
Show yourself!
Brendan?
Show yourself!
Grace... Grace, it's all right.
Brendan?
Hello?
Brendan, mate?
You all right?
Easy.
You all right, Brendan?
Easy, Brendan. It's me, Shane.
That's it. That's it. All good.
Remember me from last time?
Aye. I remember you. Aye.
Do you fancy one of these?
There you go.
You all good now, mate?
Easy! Brendan!
Grace, spray!
Brendan... Brendan!
Look, Brendan, get off!
Get off me!
Grace, spray!
Grace!
Oh, God. Easy, Brendan.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Tommy!
I told you not to come in.
I know.
Look, skipper, I need to talk to you about something.
In you get.
Mind your head.
That's it.
Why didn't you spray him as soon as he jumped me?
Sorry.
So, what, are we evens now?
Oh, no.
No, not even close.
And you're sure the man that attacked you last night
was Keith Wylie?
He said he'd get me someday.
I can't believe he was back out on the streets.
I mean, how the hell did he even make bail?
Well, we're going to find him, Tommy.
I promise you that.
Listen, Sarge.
I need to see the video again.
What video?
THE video.
Last night worked.
Just about.
But there was a cop in that club.
You know what that means, don't you?
They're onto you.
It was only a matter of time.
I'll deal with it.
Who was your man last night?
Beat up the cop?
Wylie. Dixon's man.
He's going to have to go.
Leave it to me.
No.
I have a better idea.
Where's the wee man?
Wee man? Henry? Why?
I'll speak to Inspector McNally.
Tommy...
Mate. Well done last night.
You played a blinder. Great work.
Listen, between you and me, chief super's delighted.
She's got her eye on you.
Go fuck yourself, Canning.
Look, Grace.
I didn't want to leave him there.
Yeah, but you did.
I told Canning not to drive off.
Do you realise that Annie could lose her job?
She did punch him.
Only because you and your mate Canning
could have got Tommy killed. Canning's not my mate.
Right.
Well, it looks like you've got no mates, then.
Billy No-Mates.
Fuck off, Brendan.
Hi.
Oh, um, for you.
Thanks.
How are you doing?
OK. Yeah.
You?
Yeah.
Anyway, um, this is you.
Thanks.
Robin, are you OK?
This is all my fault.
What do you mean, it's all your fault?
Um...
I used the names in the documents you showed me
to contact some of your old colleagues.
They must have reported it.
I'm sorry.
OK.
It's fine.
No, it isn't.
I shouldn't have done it.
I mean, I should have at least been more careful.
I'm exactly where I want to be.
Henry?
Henry!
Rab, have you seen Henry?
I thought he was upstairs. He's not.
Have you tried your brother?
Is Henry with you? He's grand.
We're just going for a walk.
For how long? About an hour?
Lee... It's fine, Mags.
Lee... Mags, it's fine. Bye.
A word.
Not you as well.
Yeah, me as well. Annie's job's on the line here.
Yeah.
Listen, we all know you're just passing through here,
that you think you're destined for bigger things.
That's fine. No problem.
But when it comes to hurting people in this section,
it is a problem. A big fucking problem. Shane,
you heard what he said to her before she hit him.
Oh, come on, you were there.
Look, I know that you are not like Canning,
but you need to realise this now.
Not tomorrow, not next week, now.
You need to step up here.
How is she? She knows she's messed up.
Are you OK?
Yeah. You know? Beauty and the Beast.
What?
Canning? I'm only messing. Relax.
Remember when we worked together last year
on that shooting with that kid? Yeah. Of course.
You see, I thought you were a team player.
A decent guy.
And now I realise
you're just a misogynistic little prick.
Ouch.
With me.
I just need... I said with me!
I swear to God, these fucking people, man,
don't have a clue.
They're angry
about last night.
Yeah, I don't give a shit.
OK, listen, this is all about Lee Thompson now.
He's our only target. For surveillance?
No, fuck surveillance.
We need to reach out to him.
Reach out to him? You're not serious?
Yeah. Of course.
I want to see where he's going with all this.
Does he have a sensible head on his shoulders?
Look, I need to get the measure of him.
We'll go see how he feels about having a wee word with us.
Uh, listen, Sarge
this whole thing with Annie Conlon...
What about it?
Well, is there any chance you could let it lie?
Let it lie?
What, and have every peeler in Belfast
know I was slapped by some wee girl and didn't do anything about it?
I don't think so, mate.
Find one that's house-trained next time, all right?
Look, get changed, meet me in the car park.
Come in.
Yes?
Ma'am, can I talk to you about something?
Keep an eye out for the peelers.
You sure about this? Yeah. I am.
What do we say to bad people around here?
We tell them to go away somewhere else.
Well?
Oh, talk away. Henry's all right.
Lee, mate, what happened the other night
with the cop at the club...
I'm sorry, mate, I...
I was just like...
Why were you there?
Look, Lee, I want to work for you, mate.
That's the truth.
And then I saw that cop there, and I thought...
I thought... that's a problem for you, you know?
So I thought, if I can take him on now,
it would cause a bit of a commotion, you know?
And that way, you would know that they were there
and watching you.
I-I-I-I did you a favour there.
Lee, mate, I did that for you, you know?
Helping you out, like.
You know?
How about this?
You went there because you always go there
and you didn't know what else to do.
And then you saw that cop
and just couldn't stop yourself.
Do you know why, Keith?
I said, do you know why, Keith?
No.
Because... you
are... stupid.
Really, really stupid.
I'm not, mate. Lee, I'm not.
Henry...
Do you know who Adolf Hitler is?
And the Nazis?
The Nazis?
They were really bad.
Yeah.
Really bad.
That's what Keith is.
Lee, mate, I'm not into that stuff
any more.
Combat 18.
So the A and the H of Adolf and Hitler
are the first and the eighth letters of the alphabet.
Hence the 18 in Combat 18.
Now, this is the really important bit, son.
Our forefathers went to fight the Nazis.
King and country!
And they gave their lives for that.
So... what kind of loyalist
would want to be a Nazi?
Hmm?
I mean
what does that make him?
A bad man?
A bad man.
Lee, for flip's sake... Go ahead, Henry.
You have to leave.
For ever.
Ach, no, Lee, come on.
Mate, I did that for you.
Huh?
I was helping you out.
We'll give you an hour to get packed,
because, Keith
you are the past.
And we're the future.
One hour.
Lee, come on...
Come on!
So, Mr Graham,
you took the documents from your place of employment
upon retirement from Special Branch?
Yes, I did.
Robin, you don't have to comment at this point.
I took those as evidence
of what I believe to be
moral and ethical wrongdoing
on behalf of myself and my colleagues.
Was it illegal?
Well, that's hard to say.
In the '70s and '80s
the government gave us no legislation to work from.
I think that was deliberate.
Mr Graham, these matters are not germane.
If you could please... Germane?!
Of course they are!
Robin, please.
I was involved in the management of agents who had foreknowledge
who had foreknowledge - of acts of violence,
which, on occasion,
I did absolutely nothing to prevent.
In early May of 1978,
I was a 24-year-old handler in Special Branch.
24 years old.
An agent of mine made me aware of a planned bomb attack.
Robin, this is not... Made me aware of a planned bomb attack!
Robin! OK, OK. Stop the tape.
We're taking a break now.
We are not taking a fucking break!
We're taking a break!
Can I have a word?
This has to stop.
What the hell are you even doing here?
This is none of your business.
Have a seat. No
thank you.
This isn't going to go anywhere.
It can't. What?
When you filed the case, it was flagged
at government level.
It's a legal case.
Only a judge can stop it.
You've a lot to learn.
OK, well, please enlighten me.
Explain to me
what it is you want, Jen.
I want the truth for Happy Kelly.
Robin Graham knows that truth.
Or a part of it.
They just want someone to listen to them.
Someone to acknowledge what happened to them,
what they've been through.
They want that,
or do you?
What?
A year ago, you shot and killed a man.
You have refused all help, all counselling.
You've thrown yourself into a new job.
No friends, no socialising. Just work.
And now here you are,
excavating trauma, just not yours. No.
Looking for the truth, just not yours.
I didn't do this because I was... Jen, can't you see it?
This is all about you.
Listen, um.
I've been speaking to the Crown Solicitor.
They're willing to offer a deal.
A settlement for Happy Kelly.
A substantial sum.
If you take it,
Robin Graham will be released without charge.
You get your win, Jen.
We all move on.
"We"?
What do you mean, "we"?
Oh, my God.
This all comes back to you somehow.
You're involved in this!
I am.
And... and what?
You arranged all this?
The arrest, everything?
No, I didn't, but as District Commander,
I was informed of it.
Right. And here you are, looking to save your own skin.
No, it's not like that!
That's what it looks like, Mum.
What did you do?
I wrapped it all up.
What?
Around the time you were born,
I was transferred into Special Branch.
I was an ambitious young woman, like you are now.
I'd never handled an agent myself.
They saw me as a clean skin.
That's why they chose me.
Chose you for what?
I was tasked with downsizing our agent-running operations.
But in order to do that, I had to know everything.
Every last detail.
I reviewed every case, read every file,
stood down assets, paid others off.
I wasn't a clean skin after that.
How can you just... walk around knowing all that?
Being a part of it?
It was worth it. Worth it?!
Are you joking?
The decisions we made back then, they were dreadful.
One life versus ten.
Two versus seven.
We had no help, no guidance, no law!
And yet, in the end, we stopped a civil war.
Oh, come on! We did. I believe that!
You played God.
Jesus, Jen, why do you think this government
is stopping all legal cases
relating to the past in Northern Ireland?
To protect people like you.
Because those cases would reveal the truth.
And the truth is too much for everyone!
How can you even say that?
It needs to be out in the open. All of it.
Do you think it will help him,
Happy Kelly, knowing the truth?
Of course it would help him!
And Gerry Cliff?
Gerry?
What about him? He wanted the truth.
He wanted it so badly, he ran towards it
without even thinking about the cost, and he took you with him!
But Gerry was a good man!
Yes, he was. Too good!
Like you.
Jen...
Please believe me when I say that there are some things
it is better not to know.
Don't let this destroy your future.
Please
don't.
Inspector McNally wants me across this.
How's the head?
Fine.
This had better be worth it.
82 arriving now. Second vehicle just behind.
That guy there, in the maroon tracksuit top.
He was at the club too.
You sure?
Kilo 1, we have uniform in theatre.
Repeat. We have uniform in theatre.
Yeah. The driver.
That's him.
Shots fired. Shots fired.
All nominals exiting.
Repeat. All nominals exiting. Over.
The Ginleys.
If they're back and working with Lee Thompson,
this is far worse than we thought.
Yeah.
Look, I, um...
I never said sorry.
For what?
This.
Last year.
I lost control.
Listen, Jonty.
I think I maybe get it now.
You get carried away and
you don't know when to say stop.
Yeah.
That's it.
That's it exactly.
Is it true you told Canning to go fuck himself?
Yeah.
Good work.
What?
We're just here for a wee drink.
I don't think so.
Is your brother around?
No.
That's OK. We'll wait.
I'd like you to leave.
That's a tough one.
Maybe you should call the police.
I hear you're confined to barracks.
In case I have a concussion.
Might be hard to tell.
How do you fancy looking into all our contacts
with Lee Thompson over the past few weeks?
See if there's some way into him we haven't seen yet.
I thought that was Canning's job.
Yeah, exactly.
OK.
Better access to what you need.
Don't go sending any emails.
We have to get all this to the solicitor by Monday.
He'll know what to do with it.
Mm-hm?
There's peelers here for you.
How many? Two.
Uniform? No.
OK.
I'm on my way. Leave Henry there.
What?
I don't want him to see this.
Leave him there and I'll come and get him.
Yeah. OK.
Get all this back into the safe.
Peelers are waiting for me at the pub.
They've got nothing on us.
You wait there, mate, OK? All right.
Your mum will be here for you soon.
Hello. Hi, Annie.
It's me. Can you come in?
Am I going to lose my job?
Just come in, OK? I'll see you soon.
OK.
OK. Bye.
So, do you think he'll stand over it?
Shane?
Yeah, I think so.
Oh.
Maybe we got him all wrong.
Wonders never cease.
Not round here, they don't.
That warrant for the doorbell footage is ready to be actioned.
OK, great. I'll get Stevie and Grace to do it.
Thanks.
I thought they wanted to be separated.
They need to sort it out at some point.
What's the worst that could happen?
All right, then.
I just have to keep myself right, love?
Do you know what I mean?
Absolutely, Eileen. Absolutely.
You having some people over?
That's for you, love.
Excuse me?
The wee man rang and said you would be dropping in,
so I made you a few things.
Oh.
Oh, Eileen, we would love to, but we can't.
We're up against it today, aren't we?
Well... we can spare a few minutes.
Can't we?
Why not?
Great.
I'll put the kettle on.
Right. Yes.
What?
Come on.
They actually look all right.
Oh, millionaire's shortbread!
Um
They're not going to hold you.
What?
Why?
Um...
They say that they've retrieved the documents from your house.
They say that in light of your exemplary service
for 35 years,
it won't be in the public interest to charge you.
I just want to talk about what happened.
I need to.
I know.
So, how are you finding the section?
Uh...
Yeah, you know?
What?
Nothing. It doesn't matter.
No, go on. What?
I think... they're all grieving.
You think they're all... what?
I think they're all grieving.
Shit.
Uniform from 70.
We've got eyes on Keith Wylie at Raven Moor Road. Over.
70, Uniform sending backup.
All right. Clear front, clear back. Go.
Sir, I need to ask you to put your hands above your head now.
Immediately.
Madam, could you step back, please?
I need to see those hands!
Oh, fuck it.
If I'm going to get arrested anyway,
I might as well enjoy kicking the shite
out of a stupid
black bitch.
Option D. Cheers.
Now you can spend the next ten years in prison
thinking about exactly
who kicked your fucking arse.
Now, see? That's what you get for being a racist fucking prick!
Thank you, madam.
Thank you. That'll do.
You don't have to say anything, but I must caution you,
if you do not mention when questioned...
Uniform from 70.
You can cancel that backup.
It's under control. Over.
70, received.
Do you understand the caution?
There'll be ones of the family in that album.
Hmm.
Ah, Eileen, you don't mind if we get the footage now,
do you? In a wee minute, love.
That's Kyle there.
He lives in Birmingham.
And that's Rodney.
He lives in the south, would you believe?
Dublin.
Didn't see that one coming.
There's Stuart there.
Aw...
Only last year he died.
Heart attack.
I'm sorry.
So you're on your own?
On my own.
And, um
what's in those?
They're older ones.
You'll love those.
Now, let's find the ones of Donegal.
Oh... There we go.
It's at Bundoran.
There's my Uncle Bobby. There's my Aunt Jean.
Mm-hm. Oh...
I think that might have been Portrush.
Aw, look at his face.
Isn't he lovely?
Sure you boys don't want a drink?
On duty.
Good for you.
So, Lee, what's the plan?
Plan? Yeah, the plan.
I mean, under Dixie and Hamill, things really went to shit.
Total chaos. Bad for everybody.
Are you going to follow in their footsteps?
Listen, Lee.
Here's the craic.
I don't like chaos.
I like quiet.
Peace and quiet.
Me too.
Well, that's good to hear, then.
Isn't that good to hear, Shane?
Personally, I'm against the war on drugs.
Is that right? That is right, yeah.
People drink, people sell it to them.
People do drugs, people sell it to them.
Don't see much of a difference myself.
For the likes of me, it's just pushing a boulder up a hill.
All I see is one face after another.
Faces like yours, Lee.
You take one down, another one pops up.
It's pointless.
You can't be an idealist in that kind of environment.
You have to be a pragmatist. Work with what you've got.
Don't get me wrong, mate.
I'm a police officer.
I enforce the law.
For instance,
if you fuck up in any way,
I'll be there.
That's just what I do.
But if you don't fuck up and you don't cause chaos,
well, then we're just a couple of pragmatists
in a mad fucking world
doing what we have to do, all right?
I take it he's an idealist.
That is us.
There's your recipe there, love.
Just be careful with the caster sugar.
You put in too much, you'll ruin the whole thing.
Thanks, Eileen.
Are you sure you don't want another wee cup of tea?
No, no, we've really... We've really got to go now.
Aye.
Surely.
Come on. I'll show yo use out.
Oh, nutmeg. Nutmeg. A wee dash of cinnamon.
That's very rock and roll.
She knows what she's doing.
I think she's lonely.
Yeah.
Yeah, I think she is.
Are you OK?
No. Not really.
I miss him.
Cal?
I mean, I know... I know he's got to grow up
and do his own thing, but just... you know.
I miss him.
You know, me applying to do this job was
was the first time that I ever did something for myself
and
he's gone now, and, uh
all I've got is this job.
Come on, Grace. No.
That's not good, is it?
That's not good.
That this is all that you have.
No, it's not.
I'm sorry.
For what?
Oh, God, for...
For, you know...
For "you know"?
I'm sorry too.
Shall we go?
Let's go.
Right, stick on a tune.
You made a big choice today, Shane.
A big fucking choice.
DS Canning, Constable Bradley, a moment?
"Put a muzzle on that."
What? That's what you said
to Constable Conlon before she struck you.
Verified by a witness.
Now, I can of course proceed with your complaint
to Professional Standards about Constable Conlon,
but I'll have to include that in my report.
What, the fact that he compared her to a dog? Yes.
That.
So, would you like me to proceed,
or not?
You were finished anyway,
but now you're really fucked.
Yeah.
We can never be here again, or anywhere like it.
You never will be.
Get back to work.
Ma'am.
Thanks.
OK, here's an absolute banger for you.
Oh, this... this takes me back!
♪ I'm dancing with seven veils
♪ Want you to pick up my scarf
♪ See how the black moon fades
♪ Soon I can give you my heart... ♪
Whoa!
So, where did you hear this for the first time?
Oh...
It's been the Red Rose Theatre.
The Red Rose Theatre? The Red Rose Theatre.
Sounds mental.
Yeah. Sounds illegal.
Class.