01x07 - Episode 7

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They're setting up an
interview room for you now.

About f*cking time.

I wouldn't get too excited.

From what I gather,
they're very confident

of bringing charges against you.

Charges for what?

Attempted m*rder.

Look, can't we just say
that Fudge did the sh**ting

and I just drove him, like Frank wanted?

Until we know exactly
what they've got on you,

you say nothing, you admit nothing,

you let me do all the talking, okay?

Okay.

And I suggest you start
preparing for the worst.

Oh, for f*ck's sake!

You're not exactly filling
me with confidence over here.

I'm your solicitor, not
your therapist, alright?

I'm not here to make you feel good.

I'm trying to manage your expectations.

What the f*ck is that supposed to mean?

It means expect to be judged
today or tomorrow morning.

I'll apply for bail,
but it's a long sh*t.

Is there any chance I can speak to Nikki

before they move me inside?

I'll see what I can do.

Mam?

Were you in class?

I-I didn't want to disturb
you if you're in class.

No, it's fine. I just
couldn't find me phone.

Eh, has something happened?

Eh, the dealership was raided,

and there were photographers here.

There might be some stuff
about it in the papers.

Alright.

And, uh...

... Dotser was sh*t last night, too.

He's dead.

I know. I know you really liked him.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Anthony?

I've gotta go, Mam.

Lauren?

That's right.

Thanks for coming over so quick.

I'm a little confused.

You said you already had a solicitor.

Yeah, Donal Crehan.

I've used him in the past.

My family uses him.

But I want someone else for this.

Do you mind me asking why?

Donal Crehan is known
for defending criminals.

I want to be represented by a solicitor

who isn't known for defending criminals.

Tell me where the
Kinsellas have stashed it!

f*cking tell us!

Where the f*ck are the dr*gs?!

Tell me where the
f*cking dr*gs are... now!

He says he doesn't
know they've hidden it,

same as all the other Kinsella dealers.

We've been batterin' him for
an hour and still nothing.

Here, listen for yourself.

Where the f*ck do they hide their dr*gs?

I don't know.

I don't f*cking know.

I'm not part of Kinsella g*ng.

I just sell the f*cking gear.

Frank doesn't tell
me anything like that.

D'you hear that?

If he can't tell you, get rid of him.

Find someone else who can.

But he doesn't know, and no
one seems to know anything.

- No one's talking...
- No, I don't give a f*ck.

Find those dr*gs.

No!

They could have k*lled
you last night, Frank,

and they didn't, so that's a blessing.

They could have k*lled
Michael or Anna yesterday.

They didn't.

They got Dotser.

If anyone had to be k*lled,
it's best it was him.

The only reason he got out of the car

was to make sure it was safe for me.

That's what he was there for.

Hello?

Hi. Is that Michael Kinsella?

Yeah. Speaking.

I'm one of the guards
in the car outside there.

- Social worker got down to your house.
- Yeah, o... okay.

All the family are still alive.

That's what matters.

Eric's getting locked up, though.

I know it's difficult,

but that's why you
have to be strong now.

You have to find us a
way out of this, Frank.

We can't go on living like this.

- Michael Kinsella?
- Yeah. This is for you.

It's an order under Section
37 of the Child Welfare Act

barring you from going
anywhere near Anna Areoye,

or trying to communicate with her

or thr*aten her safety in any way.

I'd never thr*aten her.

What you did, meeting her like that,

placed her in grave danger.

I just wanted to see me daughter.

You know, every day,
I pick up the paper,

and I'm reading about
you and your family at w*r

with some criminal or another.

You're living here with 24-hour

Garda protection, for God's sake.

You think Anna having
to hide in a storeroom

while men with g*ns try to
k*ll her father in front of her

is a good idea after
everything she's been through?

No.

You say you care for her.

If you did, you wouldn't
be dragging her back

into all your f*cking sh*t.

Anna? Your grandmother's here.

Thank you.

This is embarrassing.

You're treating me like a baby.

We're only doing this to keep you safe.

I am safe.

You are now, away from here.

What's the worst case
scenario, charges-wise?

Money laundering carries a sentence
of up to 14 years in prison.

A lot depends on the
circumstances of the case.

Mitigating factors are
taken into consideration.

So, let's say they do uncover evidence

of money laundering here, and
if I was found guilty of it...

With your name and family connections,

the prosecution will
argue you were laundering

on behalf of an organized crime g*ng,

and that is taken very seriously.

Even if I have no previous convictions?

In my opinion, yes.

Probably 6 to 10 years.

How the f*ck am I supposed to know?

She's not answering.

Figure it out.

- No, wait and see.
- It's the front door.

I think she's home.

They cleaned out the dealership
like I said they would.

So, what exactly did happen?

They seized everything.

All the computers, hard
drives, paper records,

even stuff from the bins.

Well, Donal's putting
someone from his office on it.

I've got my own solicitor.

Since when?

This morning.

Donal Crehan deals with our business,

nobody f*cking else.

All this sh*t with the
dealership is coming down on me.

So I'm getting my own solicitor.

She says I'm looking at 6 to 10 years.

I warned you this would happen, Frank.

Frank did what he thought was best.

Well, it wasn't good enough.

- Amanda.
- No.

Be careful what you tell that woman.

Amanda's not gonna rat.

You should know that.

The reason I wanted to see you all...

... is with Eric locked
up and Dotser gone,

basically just us here
in the room against Eamon.

And eventually, they're
gonna get one of us.

Then they'll get all of us.

What do you suggest?

That Birdy go talk to Eamon.

He'd never hurt me.

See if she can get him to
bring this thing to an end.

It might not work, but we have
to try something to end this.

Eamon and me... We have history.

I'll offer to give him his
dr*gs back in return for peace.

- And what if he doesn't agree to it?
- We're in trouble.

You and Birdy should be fine.

Us three?

That's different.

Every muppet with a
g*n out there is trying

to have a cr*ck at us.

We need to be away from
here, keep our heads down,

let some of the heat go out of this.

Away where?

Somewhere abroad,

and quiet, where we won't be spotted.

Not Spain.

Do we all go together?

Be safer if we didn't.

How long do we go for?

Until it's safe to come back.

I need a drink.

Drinking alone?

It's always a good sign.

I figured it was either feel
for meself or get f*cking wasted.

So here I am, doing both.

You want to come join me?

Are you really gonna make
me drink all on my own today?

It's freezing.

I'll turn this on.

So, what's gonna happen
with Anna if you go abroad?

It's safer for her if I'm not around.

What does she want?

You told me when I
first got out of prison

I should think about
what's best for Anna.

I'm doing that now.

Well?

You were right.

They've got traffic
camera footage of him

driving to and from the sh**ting.

And an eyewitness who ID'd
Eric and the car he was driving.

That enough for a conviction?

Without forensic
evidence, it'll come down

to the eyewitness, and
if they're credible,

then yeah, that'll probably be enough.

What about bail?

No chance.

Eric won't survive in there,

not with Eamon's bounty on his head.

Then they'll put him
in protective custody.

Locked up on his own,
all day, every day?

Have you met Eric?

Well, you could go talk to
Bren and ask him to help.

If they close the nail bar,
we'll still look after you.

You'll never have to worry about that.

Okay.

And you've Eric's place.

You can stay there till he gets out.

Well, we're not sure if
he's going inside yet.

Better be prepared,

just in case.

If you want to be with Eric,
this is part of the life.

You have to accept
that there'll be times

when he'll be going away.

You'll learn to get
through them. You just do.

And you can still come and
see us any time you want.

You're always welcome, like family.

Okay.

My mother always said that
having kids was a big help

the times Daddy was away.

Have you and Eric thought
about starting a family?

No.

What did Donal have to say?

Nothing f*cking good.

Did you get her?

No.

It's gone straight to message.

She must have her phone off.

But you gave her until tomorrow.

I'm not waiting any longer.

f*ck her.

This is on you, Con.

You gave the dr*gs away.

Do whatever you need
to get my dr*gs back.

You know the last time I
was up here was the night

Jamie was k*lled?

Anthony cooked us steaks and burgers,

and everyone was happy.

I f*cked everything up, didn't I?

No.

I wanted you and Jimmy
to k*ll Caolan Moore.

He had Jamie sh*t, Amanda.

He got what he had coming.

Still.

There's gonna be so many times
when Anthony needs his mother,

and I'm not gonna be there for him.

I'm gonna miss his graduation,

his debs,

him going to college.

I won't see any of that.

Just like I didn't with Jamie.

Oh, what a f*cking mess
I've made of everything.

Then fix it.

How?

Not by accepting you're going to jail

just 'cause people tell you you are.

Isn't that what you did?

You pleaded guilty.

That's different.

I wanted to be punished, didn't I?

You're smarter than any of them.

You'll find a way to fix it.

I know you will.

Are you trying to blow everything up?

Boom.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I was looking everywhere for you.

Frank just called.

He wants to go visit Da tomorrow.

He knows it's dangerous.

He asked me to go with him.

I can just say no if
you don't want me to go.

What? I...

No.

Do whatever you want.

It makes no odds to me.

See youse later.

It's cold.

We should go in.

I just need a drink.

Stay.

Just five minutes, while I finish it.

Please.

I don't take you for granted, you know?

In case that's what you think.

I just...

I just don't want you to think
that I don't appreciate you.

'Cause I do.

I love you.

Very much.

Kinsella?

What?

You're a f*cking dead
man, you know that?

Shut your f*cking mouth!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. The big man now.

Wait till you're inside.

They'll be queuing up to get at you.

I'll be f*cking waiting for you, yeah?!

You won't last a week, Kinsella.

Shut the f*ck up!

You're a f*cking muppet.

Anyone wants a go, I'll
give them a f*cking go!

- Do you hear me?
- You're only a f*cking prick.

Any f*cking one of youse
little rats that wants a knock,

I'll f*cking give it to you, yeah?!

Yeah. You're all f*cking quiet now.

Turn it off. You're mad.

You're a f*cking dead man
when I get me hands on you!

You're a f*cking dead man!

You're f*cking dead!

You f*cking tosser.

f*ck the lot of youse!

You're a f*cking dead man.

Yeah, I'm talking to you.

What?

How much money have we got put away?

Just in the bank?

No.

All of it.

Around $2 million.

I'm gonna need some of that.

Can we talk?

No.

At least listen to what I have to say.

I know why you're
here. I read the papers.

I'll be raising a glass
the day you go down.

I've come to offer you $400,000 in cash.

Enough to change your life.

It doesn't need changing.

$500,000 then.

Just listen to what I have to say?

I remember your Noel always
talking about your daughters.

Think how much this kind
of money could benefit them.

My girls are fine just the way they are.

You could move house,

send them to whatever school you want,

set them up for life.

If it was me...

Well, I'm nothing like you.

We're both mothers, and I
know that being a mother,

you'd do anything for your children.

'Cause I have.

You would not believe the f*cking things

I've done for them.

And honestly, when people like
you have a problem with that,

I really don't give a f*cking sh*t.

Because I know why I did what I did.

So, if you want to rob your daughters

of an opportunity to improve their lives

'cause you're angry with
me, that's your decision.

But the offer stands...

$500,000, in cash.

Come on, quick.

They don't have to allow family
visits, so this is a favor.

Right.

The camera's gonna be on the whole time,

so you can talk to him,
but no physical contact.

Okay.

And don't try passing him anything,

'cause it'll just mean cavity
searches for both of you.

Okay, you got 10 minutes.

- You alright?
- Yeah.

Better now you're here.

Uh, they said that we can't touch,

or they'll end this.

Okay.

Donal said the nail bar was raided?

Yeah, but there was
nothing there to find.

Mm.

I think Amanda's f*cked, though.

Well, what about Frank?

How's he?

In bits over Dotser.

And worried about you.

He's going to see your uncle.

- Bren?
- Yeah.

To get you to go in with
him, so you're safe inside.

Bren's sound.

Be good to have family inside.

What?

Nothing.

Tell me.

Nikki, whatever it is, you can tell me.

I was looking at it on
the Internet last night,

and it said if you're convicted,

you could be gone for 10 years.

Yeah.

Don't worry about that.

I'll be grand.

Especially if Bren's with me.

What about me?

What do you mean?

I mean, this isn't only about you, Eric.

If you're inside, I'm suffering, too.

You always knew this could happen.

And you love me, don't you?

Yeah, I do.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

So, what's the problem?

The problem is that you never think

how this is gonna affect me.

What am I supposed to do
when you're gone for 10 years?

Spend my life sitting in with Birdy?

Look, it won't be 10 years.

Not with good behavior.

That's not the f*cking point, Eric.

So, are you f*cking leaving me?

Is that what this is?

- No.
- No?

What then?

You just do what you f*cking want.

You never think about the
consequences for anyone else.

What if I went to jail for 10 years?

What would you do?

Answer me, Eric.

What would you do?

I'd wait for you.

Would you?

You'd sit in, never go
anywhere, never do anything...

... and wait for me for 10 years?

Yeah.

We got to go.

Anthony?

Did you ever hear what
your father did to my son?

- No.
- He poured petrol all over him

and threatened to set him on fire.

I want you to tell your f*cking mother

that Eamon wants back
what was stolen from him.

And if he doesn't get it,
I'm gonna find you, Anthony,

I'm gonna get you on fire,

and I'm gonna watch you f*cking burn.

Noel sourced cars over in England,

and then after he'd
delivered them back here,

he'd arrange for people
to come in and buy them.

But they were just fronts.

He'd give them the
money for the purchase.

Without Mrs. Kinsella's knowledge?

Yeah.

Once the cars were bought
and registered in their name,

he'd act a trader,

and either sell them on or
sell them back to Amanda.

That's how he cleaned the money.

Whose money was he cleaning?

A man called Jason.

That's all I know.

And all this "clean money"
he had laundered was declared

as part of his taxable income?

He didn't tell me things like that.

I'm sorry, but from the little
I've heard about your husband,

I don't believe he was
clever enough to conceive

and run a money-laundering
scheme like this.

Did Noel even finish school?

Yeah.

Not that it's any of your business.

Please don't take this the wrong way,

but if your husband had really laundered

millions of euro for "Jason,"

you wouldn't be sitting
here in those clothes,

looking the way you do.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means I don't believe you.

I don't believe any of this
nonsense you've told me.

I don't give a f*ck if
you believe me or not.

And this Roselane Estate
where you live... What is that?

Social housing?

- f*ck you.
- Jenny.

Cheap clothes, cheap
house, low intelligence.

You want a f*cking slap?

- Jenny, sit down.
- No!

I'm not gonna f*cking listen to her.

She can't talk to me like that.

Jenny, please. Please.

Stay.

I know you think you're
being clever here,

but what you're doing is highly illegal.

I'm not employing you to care
whether I'm guilty or not.

I'm paying you to help me.

I need you to help me.

If you're relying on her,
she'll need a much thicker skin.

Well, we'll sort that, and
I'll have her better prepared

by the time the police ask questions.

Anthony, I can't talk right
now. Is everything okay?

This man was at the school.

He said to tell you
that Eamon Cunningham

wants his stuff back.

- What man?
- I don't know.

I-I seen him at Jamie's funeral.

Okay, where is he now?

Gone. He... he left.

Okay, go find a teacher and
stay with them till I get there.

I'm leaving right now.

I'll be there really,
really soon, alright?

Just find a teacher.

Okay.

Anna.

- Hi, Michael.
- Is everything okay?

My nana took my phone, and
I just wanted to see you.

Do you want to come in?

Okay.

Would you like a juice?

Yeah, sure.

Here you go.

My nana won't let me contact
you, but I don't care.

I want to see you.

Anna, um, your case worker,

Monica, came to see me.

Why?

She gave me a court order,

saying I can't go anywhere near you.

I don't care about any of that.

You said you wanted to see me.

I-I do want to see you,

but I'm trying to do what's right.

Anna, you could have
been k*lled in that café.

Even coming here is dangerous for you.

I don't want you to get hurt.

That's not something I could bear.

I'm just trying to do what's right.

Stop saying that.

You're supposed to be my father.

- I am your father.
- Then be one.

All this stuff with you and
your family and what you do...

I don't care about that. I don't.

Just don't come back into my
life, promise me everything,

and then leave and tell
me it's for my own good.

But it's the truth, isn't it?

As long as I'm around, you're in danger.

If you're connected to
me, it puts you at risk.

And if I was to go away
f-for a while, you'd be safe.

So, you're going away now?

Where to?

I don't know.

It wouldn't be forever.

Just till all this trouble's over.

f*ck you, Michael.

Alright, Da?

I thought Birdy was coming.

She'll be here next time.

I wanted to talk to you.

It must be important,
Frank, to drag you down here.

I've been meaning to
come down for a while.

No, I get it.

You have your hands full taking
care of business for the family.

Not like you're out there f*cking
everything up while I'm in here...

getting us into wars we cannot win.

That's not what happened, Da.

You shut the f*ck up.

Just shut the f*ck up.

If I want your f*cking
advice, I'll ask for it.

What is it you want to talk about?

It's about Eric.

What's that fuckwit done now?

He's gonna be coming inside.

I need you to...

look out for him, keep him safe.

That's a big ask, Frank.

You might not have heard, but
our name is f*cking muck in here

because of you.

I'm asking you as a favor.

You know what I really regret now?

Is not leaving Birdy in charge.

And I knew it at the time,

but I didn't want to
humiliate you, Frank.

But that was my big mistake,

because she would never have gotten us

into a f*cking mess like this.

Jimmy and Michael clipped
Moore off their own bat.

Oh, is that right now?

Well, in that case, I'm sorry, Frank.

You see, 'cause I thought you
were in charge of the family,

but no, I was wrong, because obviously,

everyone does whatever
the f*ck they want now.

And I'll tell you this much...

If it was me and f*cking anyone
went against what I said...

family or not family...
I'd f*cking bury them.

But, you see, your f*cking problem

is you've never got your hands dirty,

not like Michael, and
everyone knows that.

You know, even if they
don't know, they know.

They know. They can f*cking
sense it off you, Frank.

So all the f*cking hissy
fits and the threats,

they're fooling no one,

'cause everyone knows
you're just a windy c**t.

Look at the f*cking state of you,

with the f*cking flash gear
and playing at being a gangster.

Do you know what you look like, Frank?

A f*cking hairdresser.

Give it a rest.

Don't you f*cking speak to me like that!

Sit down.

You're too busy sucking cock to
f*cking run this family properly.

f*cking...

About Eric.

If you don't watch out for
him, he's gonna have to serve

his full whack in protective
custody on his own.

No.

Idiots like him are a
lightning rod for trouble.

Please.

I'm asking you to do this for me.

I'm not having him f*ck up my parole.

He won't.

He knows how to behave.

Ah, I'm sorry, Frank.

He'll have to make his own way
in here, same as we all did.

Next time you come, bring
your brother with you, alright?

Stop the car.

Give me your g*n.

Give me your f*cking g*n!

Birdy!

What the f*ck are you doing here?!

Take it easy.

I came to talk, Eamon. To offer a deal.

There is no talk! Right?

There's no deals, there's no nothing,

not with your f*cking family.

We have your dr*gs.

Don't worry.

I'll get them back, and then I'll k*ll

Frank and his idiot son
and Michael and Jimmy,

every last f*cking one of them.

So you keep saying, but
they're all still here.

You're lucky I don't
f*cking sh**t you right here.

Wouldn't that be sweet,
knowing my last act on Earth

would be to cause your f*cking downfall.

I know you, Eamon Cunningham.

You don't have the f*cking balls.

It's not you, Eamon, though, is it?

You pay people to do
your k*lling for you.

Give me that g*n and I'll
show you how it's done.

I'll blow your f*cking face off.

None of youse are safe.

Not you, not Jimmy's
missus, not the kids.

You're all f*cking fair game.

Go on.

Aah! Aah!

Quick!

- Stop!
- Get in the f*cking car!

Get the f*ck in!

What is that? Leave her the f*ck alone.

Get out of here, you little shits.

I'm calling the guards.

I don't f*cking believe it!

How'd it go?

He's not interested in talking.

Eamon do that to you?

Anna?

Sweetie, what's going on?

What happened?

These guys tried to
pull me into their car.

Wait, what guy? Where? Just now?

The car pulled up beside me,

and they all hopped out and
tried to get me in the boot.

Did they say anything?

No.

I'm... I'm gonna take
care of this, alright?

I'm gonna sort this out. I promise.

Come here, come here.

I'll sort this.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

What exactly did he say to you?

He said that Eamon Cunningham
wanted back what was stolen,

and if he doesn't get it,
they're gonna set me on fire.

What the f*ck are you looking at?

Nothing much.

Nothing f*cking much?!

I'm show you "nothing
f*cking much," man!

Nothing f*cking much?!

Frank, for f*ck's sake!

Fuckhead!

Come on!

You trying to get us locked up?

Come on. What the f*ck?

Nothing f*cking much?

Oh, come on.

Eric Kinsella?

Let's go.

Hiya.

Go inside, Anthony.

- I need to talk to Michael.
- Yeah.

Some lads tried to grab Anna.

They were at Anthony's school, too.

Con Doyle showed up, threatened him.

Eamon's never gonna give
this family any peace, is he?

No.

Every one of us is a target now.

And going abroad and hiding
isn't the solution, either.

We need to end this thing.

How?

Chop the head off the snake.