-What are you doing, huh? -Huh?
Uh...
What?
I can't hear!
What? I...
Hey, seen my ciggies?
I thought I left them in here,
in the car, but I didn't want to wake you, so cute you were,
curled up like a cute puppy,
like a lovely gorgeous little cute lovely puppy.
It wasn't ciggies you were after.
Hey...
Fancy a wake-me-up?
Greet the morning with the old chemical smile?
-I've work to go to. -No, come on!
-Puppy, yeah? -Hana!
C'mon! What about me ciggies, though?
Now I do need a smoke, don't I? Yeah.
In the car!
Now that's the tricky bit.
Where are they?
Early start.
I'm gonna bring in the Loveen.
Do you mind getting the nav unit back off Lenny while I'm out?
We'll need it to get back working.
We need to fish to pay for the diesel, so we can fish some more.
To fill Aidan's massive tanks.
To pay my deckhand's extortionate wages.
Your deckhand is feeling like he deserves a raise.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
He best get on and bring me that nav unit, then.
-Cuppa tea? -Don't push your luck.
Yes! That's it!
Good man.
Ah, cheers.
Good man.
Oh, look, I've no cash on me.
But if I was you...
Chi-Chi Fernandez, the five ten at Punchestown.
But you didn't hear that from me.
Thanks a lot, pal.
-Is Lenny here? -Why would he be?
You said he'd have work setting this up.
Maybe.
-I said maybe I would. -Right...
Whatever you're planning on getting up to in here, count me out.
Hey! How's the leg?
Like you give a shite!
Yeah, about 10, 15 years ago?
Lundberg, maybe?
No, it was more a white-collar kind of thing.
Thanks.
Fine morning.
Do you always start this early?
Only when it's urgent.
-How was the room? -The room was fine.
The breakfast was very...
fried.
I'm done for the day, just a little pick-me-up,
get the old starter going, know what I mean?
Haha! Stay. Come on. Give yourself a break.
Treat yourself right. You work too hard!
You deserve a holiday. Self-care.
That's what you need. Self-care.
I'm doing that by getting myself to work.
Yeah, I know, but Hana.
I'll...
I'll do you an Irish.
Beautiful Full Irish, majestic, whole sheboogie, one of me specials.
Pudding, beans, eggs, the sausage, a few rashers.
-Lenny! -You must be starving, I am.
-What? -Shh!
See you when you land back on earth.
-Ya great gom. -You're not going, are ya?
Not forever.
Don't you want your breakfast?
Make yourself at home, why don't ya?
I see you speak copper.
It's a universal language.
That bit of work the tide washed in yesterday.
Your methamphetamine.
Part of a bigger load, is it?
Look, I'm not touchy about sharing me office,
but it's starting to look like you plan on being here for a while.
We tracked a trawler suspected of smuggling methamphetamine
across the North Sea down the west coast.
That bag on the beach wasn't the whole load.
It might have been washed overboard...
Or it might have been part of a larger cargo dropped at sea,
to be picked up by a local boat.
That's why I need their tracking logs.
If the harbourmaster's dead, I thought I might get the logs from
the Sea Fisheries Protection Authority.
You'll be here for the long haul if you go that road.
Then I need to speak to the skippers in person.
Well, like I said, they won't like you asking.
But better that than going grey waiting for the Fisheries Authority.
And eating me out of house and home.
Don't break your toys the day you get them.
What do you think?
Quinn pay for all this?
What the hell does he want us to do?
Bring it in when he says and move it on when he tells us.
I don't know the detail.
I did a really stupid thing.
But I only did it because I want a better future for me and Adamma.
For the whole family.
And you are included in that.
This is a real business, we can make real money.
I mean, Martin's already said he'll give us a go,
throw his catch through here for a few weeks.
Martin Nevins?
He's trying to push his oysters on you?
You'll need to rewire the place.
Yeah, I know, but Björn can give us a hand with all that.
And who's gonna process the catch?
-You'll need more hands. -Oh, my God.
This is you every single time, do you know that?
You only see the problems, you don't see the opportunities.
You don't see the whole of the moon.
You're so busy looking at the moon,
you'll drive us all off the feckin' road.
They were going to kill us.
I can apologise to you every five minutes
until we're both in our graves.
It's not gonna change the situation.
I liked Fisherman's Blues better.
Well, of course you did.
Dad's favourite.
Is that what this is about?
Trying to impress Da?
It's a bit late for that now, isn't it?
This is what we've gotta do now.
We've gotta put Quinn and all his shit in a box.
Gotta put the family and the business in another.
Keep 'em locked, keep 'em separate, keep on going.
Because you need this as much as I do.
Like, one man, one boat, keeping a house and feeding a family?
Those days are gone, and you know it.
Bollocks.
Shane, man. Story with ya, buddy?
What's going on?
-Just after the nav unit. -Yeah.
-Big night last night, was it? -Ah, totally, man.
Hana came over, you know.
It was a big old night, big old night!
-Hey, you got lucky with her, man. -Yeah!
What exactly were you doing last night?
Best thing ever happened to me, that girl.
I'm hanging for me breakfast, if you'll excuse me.
-What about the nav unit? -The nav unit!
That's what I'm saying, it's in the barn.
What's...? Lenny!
-Nothing. Nothing at all! -Lenny!
Just gotta get to the shop!
Just go to the shop, grab a few rashers, is all.
Start! Come on, start!
-Lenny, gimme the key... -Get off!
Gimme the key! Lenny!
Lenny!
No!
-You want it? -Gimme the key.
You want it?
There's your nav unit, McDonagh!
Medium-term, I'm thinking smokehouse,
vacuum pack, sell online.
Kenny's Kippers, from the sea to your door.
I mean, come on, that kind of branding is gold dust!
Smoked mackerel, crab.
-What's that Swedish stuff... -Gravlax.
Gravlax. There you go. I betcha Björn's got a secret recipe.
We can put his face on the box.
Born in Sweden, crafted in Connemara.
You got ahold of that nav unit yet?
-Yeah, we got problems. -Come on, Shane, man!
What are you doin'? Who do you think you are?
-Lenny. -This is my home.
Lenny.
Oh, hi.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
How are you finding the place?
It's very beautiful.
I never tire of it.
We do get a lot of tourists here in the summer.
No, I'm not here for the sights.
What are you here for?
Just work.
Sounds intriguing. I love a mystery.
The reality of police work is rarely that interesting.
That's a pity. Well, I best be off.
Meeting my daughter-in-law, and the rain's comin'.
Sounds like I'll see you around the place.
Yeah, might be so. Bye.
Hello?
A rave, is it, Michael?
I doubt that.
Four 12-year-olds with a bottle of cider
and a Bluetooth speaker, more like.
I appreciate that, but...
Well now, if it's putting your cows off milking,
that's another matter entirely.
I'll be right there.
What about that St. Patrick's at Karma's?!
I near had to peel you off the ceiling!
Didn't bother me, Shane, because that's what friends do.
That's what friends do, man.
-Please make him stop. -Hi, Ciara.
It's a diabolical liberty, an infringement of me human rights.
All I'm after is breakfast, and look!
Where'd you get the gear?
That's none of your business.
-Did you break in, did you? -Had to get me money, didn't I?
What money?
To make the car go away.
Yeah, that's a bit of a problem.
-Aidan. -What?
-I told you to get rid of it!
And so I did. So I thought.
No, you paid Lenny to get rid of it, like paying a drunk in whisky.
No one is gonna come all the way out here without good reason,
and Lenny's hardly that, so we just do it now, yeah?
Like you told me to do in the first place.
What about Lenny? He's obviously been at the stash.
How much did he take?
Yeah, 'cause I guarantee Quinn will know his cargo's light.
Look, he's not going to tell anyone.
-Shall I put the kettle on? -You think?
Okay. Under the circumstances,
I think we can persuade him to make the effort.
We need to get rid of it now.
-How? -What was Lenny gonna do?
-I don't know... -That's a problem too,
the battery's dead and Lenny chucked the keys into the field.
Okay, you find the key.
I'll get some jump leads.
Hey. Hi.
No trips. I don't do sightseeing.
Neither do I. Especially not from a boat. I get seasick.
I'm Inspector Tuva Pålsson of the Swedish police.
I wanted to ask about your boat's movements over the last few days.
Why would that be?
It's part of my investigation.
Does Egan know you're here?
He's cooperating fully.
Now I know you're full of shite.
I'd really like to see your tracking log if that's possible.
You do have GPS?
My boat's movements are the same as every other skipper's in this bay.
Follow the fish,
and catch as many as you can before some ballbag beats me to it.
Officer.
It's definitely there, man.
It just like... it couldn't have gone anywhere.
I was just after my breakfast, like.
Got it.
Can I get a cup of tea now?
I'm gagging here!
How'd it go?
If skippers aren't impressed by my badge,
and they're not, I suppose yours won't do any better.
And, besides from having no actual jurisdiction,
you're far too foreign and female.
-What you looking for? -A way back to the 21st century.
All right, I'll see what I can do.
But right now I have some real policing to do.
Upset cows.
No, that was Siobhan Reilly, me Dad's mother.
Granny Shush we called her, couldn't stop her talking.
The stories she come out with.
If even half of them were true, we'd be in a whole lot of trouble.
And what about Aidan's father's side?
Oh, the Kennys? What about them?
Well, Aidan was hazy about some of the names, and...
Hazy is the word when it comes to the Kennys.
Yeah. He said he never met his grandparents.
Oh, no, he met them right enough.
He was probably too young.
They were probably too pissed to remember.
What was Aidan's father like?
As a dad?
Hazy.
With a temper.
But you married him?
I did, yeah.
And for the home we made and the kids I brought up,
I do not regret that for one little second.
But, you know, people like Gerry's family, they don't change.
They can swear it till they're blue in the face,
but they can't get away from what they were always going to be.
You forgot your cake.
It's not half bad.
Why do you want to know all this?
Um, the social worker said that we...
I mean, I can understand
why it might be valuable for the child
to know the history of the family it's coming into, you know, so...
It just takes so long, you know?
So I'm just tired of wanting it to happen so badly.
So tired.
You'll have to get used to that with a baby in the house.
Yeah...
And, love...
if there's anything I can do, anything at all.
And I don't mean just money.
No, I mean more emotional support,
-advice, like. -What money?
For the unit.
Did he not say?
-That is so Aidan. -Isn't it? Hazy.
Yeah, but not in that way.
No...
I'm sure it just slipped his mind.
He wouldn't have asked if he didn't need it.
I should go.
Thank you for filling in the gaps.
Well, if there's anything else you need to know...
Yeah, I'll... I'll be sure to call you.
Oh, shit.
Lenny.
-Len. -Eh?
Ciara, man.
How much gear did you take?
Just enough for a bit of fun.
And don't take this the wrong way...
you could do with a little fizz yourself, Ciara Kenny.
Loosen the old joints and brighten up your general demeanor,
you know what I mean?
While we're talking hush-hush...
It was an awful lot of gear.
Here. How about a bit of toast and butter?
Don't think coffee's going to do the job.
No milk?
Have you seen the state of your fridge?
No one's going to notice you're a baggie or two short.
-Really, Lenny? You think? -Go on.
I could just slip out, you know, lose myself for a while.
It's not like I've not done that before.
It's not that simple, Len.
What have you got yourself into?
You're not the drug-dealing type.
No, none of us are.
This is Kenny business though, right?
And where goes Captain Kenny, so goes Shane McDonagh.
Shut up, Lenny.
When we do let you go, you can't say a word of this to anyone.
Did I squeal on you for French kissing Roisin McCormack?
We were ten years old.
Exactly.
Twenty years I've kept that secret.
And the time we took the boards to Easkey and you nicked Mullins' van?
I borrowed Mullins' van. He got it back the next day.
If he'd known it was you, he'd have ripped your head off your shoulders.
Yeah.
That was some trip though, eh?
When I caught that wave?
Slotted it right down the barrel.
Deadly.
It was some trip.
Great trip.
I could help you out, maybe.
You know, I've done some bits and bobs.
Personal use really, but...
Ah, if you need a hand...
No, Lenny, these are serious people, man.
Serious, serious people.
Yeah. That's what I'm saying, Shane.
Everyone needs friends they can trust, like.
People they can depend on.
People who'd do anything for them.
Shut up, Lenny.
I thought I heard something.
Just me.
-So, you're not coming in? -No.
I'm just looking for something.
Right. Well, what do you need?
Jump leads, a booster pack, ideally.
Adamma's car's flat, you know, and I don't have one, so...
I'll see what I can do.
Moira told me she lent you some money.
For the unit.
Ah, she did, yeah. Yeah, absolute godsend.
Couldn't have got going without it, you know.
I thought you had enough.
Didn't you get the number I gave ya?
What number?
To my old colleague in Sweden, for the loan.
No, that was more trouble than it was worth.
Okay. Well...
Thanks for this. Give Mam a kiss for me and tell her I'll come in
-for a cuppa tea tomorrow. -I'll do that.
Someone's comin'. I don't think it's Aidan.
Shit!
-Egan. -What's he want?
How would I know?
Typical Egan. Poking his nose where it's not wanted.
-Shut your trap, Lenny. -No need to be so touchy, Ciara.
Let's just stay here till he goes.
Your scooter's out there. He'll know you're here.
Let's go and put him off.
-Why don't I go have a few words... -I said shut it!
All right there, Sergeant?
You and Lenny having yourselves a party?
Lenny maybe. Looks like I dodged a bullet.
Just came up to see if he was working tomorrow.
-No sign of him? -No. You know Lenny.
Oh, I do.
Was there music playing when you got here?
Yeah. It was dead loud, too. I turned it off.
Good man.
I think Mozart's more to their taste.
-What's up with your leg? -It was just on the boat.
Big wave, wasn't paying attention. It's my own fault.
Risky business, the fishing.
Yeah.
I thought you and Lenny had an eye for the waves?
Not that one.
You still smoke?
It's a bad habit.
I'd stick to Irish tobacco for a while, if I were you.
See you about.
Oh, you're back.
-I don't think she likes me. -Of course she does.
I don't want to drive them back to Dublin.
Well, you won't.
You're a loving mother who cares for her family,
and you've made Adamma part of that family.
Björn.
-When the baby comes... -Hey...
All right, if the baby comes,
if it's a baby, doesn't matter to me what its shape, colour,
could be fuchsia with green dots, I'd love it the same...
but if the baby comes, she'll be yours...
Or he will be yours as much as mine.
And Adamma and Aidan's.
Ah, you know what I mean.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Maybe it's all too much, you know, for everyone.
The adoption, the new unit, the business...
I saw your new friend in the village.
What friend?
That Swedish policewoman.
She's not my friend.
She's not here for me.
I'm glad to hear it.
Chicken and leek do you?
Lovely.
Will I untie him?
No.
Not till he's awake and sober
and understands the heap of shite he's dumped us in.
It was Aidan's job to get rid of the car.
I know, but it's our problem now.
We have to deal with it, the three of us.
Do we?
Shane, even if we manage to explain the dead guy, the missing drugs...
Even if we drove the boat west and kept on going,
Quinn will never let it go.
-Won't be your leg next time. -I could go.
New job, new country.
I'm not tied to here, I'm not tied to the Loveen,
I'm definitely not tied to feckin' Aidan.
I could go.
Why don't ya?
-Right, I got it, here it is. -Egan turned up.
-What? -It's fine.
Shane talked him off, it was about the music. All right, come on.
Ciara.
-Did Bjorn ask any questions? -No.
He likes to make himself useful, you know.
Right...
Lenny?
-What's the problem? -Lenny, Len.
-Ciara. -Len, is this your phone?
Dude. Why would I want a crappy phone like that?
-That's James's phone. -So what? Just chuck it in the sea.
What about GPS, find my phone?
Quinn's not gonna track that.
He'd be stupid not to. He doesn't seem like a stupid man to me.
He's fucking stupid...
Lenny, did you turn it on?
Yeah, why?
-He's probably coming. -I'll go.
-You? -Yes, me, and I'll do it right.
-Give us the keys. -I should go with you, like.
-Are you sure? -Yep.
Hang on, Aidan.
Take that with you.
Turn it on when you reach the city. Dump it when you trash the car.
If Quinn's coming,
-it'll put him off. -Right.
Give it a go.
Drive safe.
Yes, that's him. Younger, but definitely him.
I told you it was a berg, didn't I?
No, that's not why I'm here.
Really? You really think that?
Okay. Good.
I'll see what I can do.
EMBEZZLING ACCOUNTANT ON THE RUN WITH TEN MILLION
C'mon. Yeah?
Yay.
Listen...
what's done is done.
Your business is your business.
You know I won't say a word, don't ya?
Yeah, I know.
Oh, my head.
I been thinking...
I should get the old beast back on the road
before she rusts away from under me.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Head south for the winter.
Portugal, maybe.
Yeah, man, great surfin'.
Savage!
Get Hana to come with.
-Hana? -Why not?
Another lousy winter in Roskillane or the sunny Algarve?
Plus me as a bonus.
You think she sees you as a bonus?
Absolutely.
Let's face it, I could do with a bit of liveliness.
-Getting boring in me middle age. -You are?
No James?
-I just want to say... -Lenny.
Lenny, by the way. I just want to say I totally put my hands up.
-Low impulse control. -Lenny, not now.
Well, I'm surprised.
Because his phone's here.
And we came across Aidan driving his car.
Which is also surprising because...
you told me that he drove off a couple of nights ago
with a load of my product.
Don't get me wrong, it's a lovely part of the world,
but it does seem odd
that he would choose to hang around after stealing from me.
Quinn...
I'll be honest with you, I'm quite concerned about him.
And I'm not the only one.
His wife says he missed the boy's football training.
James coaches the team
and apparently he's never missed a session,
not one single wet, miserable morning.
It's not like him.
It's not like him at all.
It was an accident.
He slipped when we were hauling in.
He cut an artery.
-There was nothing we could do. -It's true.
It wasn't a fight or a struggle,
it was just one of those stupid things.
And we didn't know what you would do,
and we couldn't go to the cops, so we just...
-well, we, uh... -You put the body in the water?
Yeah.
Thank you... for your honesty.
It would've been easier on all of us if you'd said that from the start.
I was joking about the kid, no one is gonna miss James.
Apart from his mother, and possibly not even her.
My problem now is essentially a human resources issue.
You see, it's vital in a business environment,
not only to be a good leader and an effective manager,
two roles which are different,
though many people confuse the two...
But to employ personnel that you can trust and depend on to deliver.
Would you mind?
Now, unfortunately...
that is a lesson that I had to learn the hard way.
Thank you.
Lenny!
-Lenny! -Lenny!
-Len!
Lenny! Aidan, put pressure on it.
Lenny, come on.
Lenny, look at me!
Lenny, look at me. Lenny.
And now you've learned it too.
Aidan.
Your prints.
I own you.
When I say jump, you hit the roof.
-Now, if you can do that... -Lenny...
I can foresee a bright and lucrative future for us all.
-Stay with me, stay with me. -What are we supposed to do?
Your man, your problem.
Please, Lenny.
Please, Lenny!
Lenny, stay with me.
Please, please, don't go.
Lenny, up here.
Hey.
Move!
Come on, Lenny.
Come on!
-Come on, Lenny! -Aidan, stop.
Come on!
Aidan, stop.
She said stop!
What are we gonna do?
What are we gonna do, Ciara?
Ready.
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