03x05 - Episode 5

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BIRDSONG

CHURCH BELLS TOLL

Thank you very much, thank you.

- Bless you.

- I'm so sorry, man.

- Deepest condolences, Lloyd.

Your mother meant the world to
everybody.
- Thanks.

- Ah, that's been given a good old
boot.
- Yep. Radio it in.

- Papa Delta 8-2 Control, over.

- RADIO:
- Papa Delta 8-2 send, over.

- Reporting a burglary at 42,
Ballymountain Road. Over.

- You're not telling me someone has
burgled Mrs Charlton's home

on the day of her funeral?
- Looks like it.

Um, listen, Marlene,

sorry if I'm butting my nose in, but I
can't help

but notice you're still not talking to
Barry?

- I don't think anyone needed to see
me having a go at him

at a funeral. Do you?

- I'm so sorry, Lloyd.
- Siobhan, good to see you.

I thought you two were, er...

- Aye, well, that's all in the past.

- Um, sorry, can I talk to you?
- Yeah. Give us a wee minute.

What's up?
- I don't see Concepta about. Is she
OK?

- Er, she's on a retreat.

Finn loved your mummy.

Always brought out the green-eyed
monster in our Concepta.

- Mum adored that he grew up to be the
local police inspector.
- Mm.

- Made her feel safe.

- How's things with your sister?

- Alex is as frosty as ever.

- Lloyd?

There's been a break-in at your
mother's place.
- A what?!

- Alex, could we have a word with you
and your brother, please?

- Excuse me, what's going on?

- Some hallion's broken into Mrs
Charlton's house.

- You're joking?
- Could one of you come with me, check
your mother's place

in case anything's been taken?
- Whatever you need.
- Yeah.

I'll come, too.
- I'm sorry.

The crematorium is booked for 11
o'clock.

I mean, if you're late they'll just
move on, you'll lose your slot.

- I'll be there, don't worry.
- OK.

- I'll see you later.
- See if I get my hands on whoever
done this!

- Mum's stuff.

God, look at the state of this place.

All was in order when I left last
night.

- What time was that at?
- Around 11pm.

- Well, for all the ransacking I can
only see one thing missing.

- Which is?
- Mum's snuff box, she really loved
that thing.

- Er, what's a snuff box?

- It holds powdered tobacco.

- The wood was salvaged from the hull
of a Spanish Armada shipwreck.

Was worth around £20,000.

- How many people knew about this box?

- Not many.
- Someone who knew the family, then.

- Who'd do something like this?

- Ah, Alex.

- If there's nothing else, I'm going
to go to the crematorium.

- If you don't mind, could I ask you
where you both were last night?

- I flew in this morning.

From Seattle.

- When I left here, I went straight
home last night

and was in work first thing.

- You opened the butchers on the day
of Mum's funeral?

- Thank you both.

- Yeah, I'm sorry, this is now a crime
scene.

Would you mind stepping out for us,
please?

- We'll be in touch, Lloyd.

- What's the beef there, then?

- Well, they had a massive falling out
years ago.

Lloyd accused Alex's then boyfriend

of stealing their grandmother's
engagement ring.

The boyfriend denied it, people took
sides.

He and Alex split up over it.
- And she never forgave Lloyd?

- That's why he left.

It got worse after that.

When Mrs Charlton got sick,

Lloyd never came home to care for his
mother.
- What, from America?

- Mm. He works in tech.

Long hours, big stress, said he just
couldn't get away.

He didn't expect his mother to go
downhill so quickly.

- So, what about Alex's ex, is he
still around?

- Sly Dunwoody.

- I still can't believe it.

- What's happened?

- Some hoods broke into Mrs Charlton's
house.

I'm sickened by it.
- Did you ever hear the like of it?

On the day of the funeral, shocking
altogether.

- I mean, I'm no fan of that family,

but I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

- You working on the set list?
- Want to give the people of Grimsby

a show they'll never forget.

- Remind me again how you two are
paying for this tour?

- Last night I charmed some
music-loving investors up in Derry.

Money should land in tomorrow or so.

- And do these businessmen need
repaid?

- Aye. But, er, we'll be selling out
like Big Tech Lloyd in no time.

- Come on. Go easy on him. He's my
mate.

- Oh, speaking of which, Sly,

we're having the Charlton wake in here
later.

- How could I forget?
- Well, you'll be on your best
behaviour,

what with Alex being around?

- All that's ancient history.

But I'll make myself scarce. Out of
respect.

- I hit a nerve?
- Alex is the one who got away.

The fact that she thought he could
have stolen that engagement ring broke
him.
- Did he?

- No!
- Of course not!

- Those people just assumed the worst
about me.

Well, let them.

No skin off my nose.

- HE TUTS AND SIGHS

What links this burglary...

..is that the suspects gained entry by
kicking in the back door.

- Mrs Charlton's snuff box is very
different to what was stolen before.

The other burglaries.
- They were all in holiday homes,
right?

- Yeah, and only copper piping was
taken.

I mean, this snuff box was clearly
targeted.

Whoever stole it knew what it was
worth and where to find it.

- The whole town is up in arms about
this, right? So we need to act

promptly before people draw their own
conclusions

and the pitchforks come out.

- Yeah, accusations around here can
create bad blood that

lasts for years. Look at Alex and
Lloyd.

- How was the house to house?

- One of the neighbours saw Lloyd
Charlton entering his mother's

cottage last night.

- Are they sure it was him?
- They couldn't have been more
certain.

- OK.

So much for Lloyd flying in this
morning.

- Why are we here again?

- It's called a shore survey. It's for
college.

It helps us see what marine life is
thriving

and what might need some help.

- Oh! Oh, my, you're such a nerd!

Yo, what's that?

- Looks like sunken treasure?

- Ah. Cheers, mate.

- Hey, really sorry I missed the
cremation.

- It's OK.

I get you've got a job to do,
especially with the burglary.

- Barry spoke really well.

Proper send-off for a great woman.

- Alex gone?
- Back to work.

Doesn't seem to be able to stop.

- It's just her way of dealing with
things.

- What's with the backup?

- Er, Lloyd,

you said earlier that you flew in this
morning.

We have a witness that said they saw
you going into your mum's

house last night.

- I don't know how that's possible.
- Lloyd, we need the truth.

- LLOYD SIGHS

I've been in Dublin the past few
weeks.

My company in Seattle went bust.

And with the sponsor for my visa out
of business,

they kicked me out of the country.
- Why did you lie about that?

- Last night I slept in the car.

I feel a failure.

- What were you doing in your mum's
house?

- Just wanted to spend some time there
by myself.

Like, say goodbye to Mum however I
could.

- So, you didn't come up to see your
ma because you lost a job?

She was dying, man!

- I decided I'd wait until I got a new
job,

so she wouldn't have to worry about
me.

Before I knew what was happening, she
was gone and...

Finn, I swear that snuff box was
definitely still there when I left.

- Would you mind coming into the
station,

so we can get a few more details?

- Yeah. Come on

You think I stole from my mum?

Don't you?

HE SIGHS

Have you spoken to Sly Dunwoody?

- Why, because he dated Alex years
ago?

- He hates my family.

And he knew where mum kept that box.

Got a minute?

- I've got a 30-venue country and
western extravaganza

kicking off in two days, so, of
course, not busy at all.

- Well, in light of the break-in at
Mrs Charlton's,

we wanted to check your whereabouts
for the last 18 hours.

- And why have you come running
straight to me?

- These are just standard enquiries.

- Are things still tense between you
and the Charltons?

- How would you feel if somebody
accused you of stealing their dead

grandmother's engagement ring?

I want nothing to do with them, they
want nothing to do with me.

Has somebody been whispering about me?
- So last night, you were...?

- He was here.

- Both morning and night.

- You're happy to corroborate that,
Clint?

- Aye, it was just a regular boring
night.

- Well, thanks for your time.

- You said Sly was with those
investors last night.
- Aye.

Look, I'm just helping Finn get to the
point faster.

Look, there's no point in them wasting
their time investigating Sly

when the real criminals are out there.

There's no way he robbed Mrs Charlton.

You can say what you want about him,
but he's not that bad.

Look, trust me. Everything will be
fine, all right?

Yes, mate?

- Well, if I had to guess, I'd say
half of the stolen

copper from the holiday home
burglaries is in there.

Can you take Niamh's statement and
I'll chat to Shay?

Shay!

- Well, this is a bit of a conflict of
interest but...

..I'm to take your statement.

- What, because we've been on a few
dates?

- A few excellent dates.

Anyway, it being said, people knowing,
it's not all that bad.

- Why don't I tell you about finding a
random crate in a rock pool

first? Figure the rest out later?

- Let's tell people we're seeing each
other.

- Look, we're just dating. Nothing
official.

And there's a lot going on at home.

Dad doesn't need more to worry about.

- You don't want people knowing about
us.

Got it.

So you found the crate in a rock pool?
Go on.

- Hiya, Barry.
- So, what has this storm washed up
then?

- Well, come and have a look.

Looks like a load of stolen copper.

- Stolen copper? Stashed out at sea?

- Yeah.

- BARRY CHUCKLES

Just the one crate, is it?

- We reckon it's about half of what
was stolen recently.

- I wonder where the rest of it is?

Cos I've a mind to do a wee spot of
fishing later this afternoon.

- Oh?
- You never know what it could catch.

- I won't stop you.

- Yeah, I reckon, if there are more
crates out there, that they'd be

pretty close to the first one to make
the pick-up easier.

- Should we be doing this? Does Dad
know?

- It's a sort of "see no evil, hear no
evil" situation.

- Uh-uh, right.

Can I ask you a question, Barry?

- Course you can, son.
- Uh...

I noticed, at the funeral, things are
pretty tense between you

and Marlene. Are you really against
her and Ash getting married?

- Ah!

No. Of course I'm not.

It's just that this whole question of
same sex marriage

and the church, it has me in knots.

I know, everything's changing so fast
and I'm struggling to keep up.

As soon as I get my head around the
latest new thing,

the next new thing lands.

I know, I know, it's all progress and
that's great,

but by the time I get it processed
I've already put my big foot in it

and offended somebody or other.

- I'm sure it's hard for Marlene, too.

- Yeah.

What frightens me is that, whatever
choice I make, I lose.

I just think it's so unfair to ask me
to choose between my family

and my faith.

- Are you sure that's what Marlene's
asking of you?

- Maybe not intentionally.

Hey, listen, we need to crack on.

Let's see what we can find for your
dad.
- Right.

- OK!
- You get it started.
- Let's go.

- Your favourite - cheesy gravy, half
and half.

I felt bad about earlier.

- Niamh...

..I don't do just dating.

I want to give this a proper go.

- So do I.
- Then we need to tell your dad soon.

He's too clued in.

He'll work out something's going on.

- Well, it just being ours is fun,
though.

- You're going to get me into bother.

- Well, you don't sound too cut up
about it.

- What's all this?

So this has been going on for weeks?
- Yes.

- Well...

What do you think?

- Whatever happened to my wee girl who
used to tell me everything?

- Mum...

- How old are you?
- He's 19.

- There's only a year between us.

- Did you not just take Niamh's
statement?
- Yeah.

I probably shouldn't have.
- Do you reckon?

- Look, he seems like a nice wee lad.

That's better than some of our Niamh's
exes.

Do you remember your man...?
- Mum!

- Can I just say...?
- I really wouldn't!

- Finn, Niamh is an adult. She gets to
decide who she sees.

- You've got work to do.

What?
- I'd take it as a compliment.

She's picked a wee version of her
daddy.

- So I just saw old Pearce Keefe.

He runs the news agent across the road
from Charlton's Butchers.

And he was saying there's been a lot
of talk from some of the local

suppliers they share about Alex not
paying her bills.

- So the business is in trouble?

- Well, Pearce said Alex has taken on
a second job.

- OK. Who was the second job with?

- Well, that's the thing.

Port Devine Cleaning Company.

They specialise in second homes.

- All the copper robberies are from
empty holiday lets.

- And she would know what was vacant.

- Let's go and see what Alex has to
say for herself.

- KNOCKING

Alex isn't answering her phone either.

Will we check round the back?
- Yeah.

- SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

- Sorry to interrupt.

Could we have a word, please?

- ON SPEAKERPHONE:
- The crate is directly below us.

- Perfect, put a marker down there.

- OK, will do.

- All right?

- Yeah, Barry's found the second crate
which has given me an idea.

- Mm-hm?

- Why don't we leave it out there?

See who comes to collect it.

Wee bit of bait.

- Whoever's watching will need to keep
a very close eye.

It's a bit of a dull job, Finn.

- I've got the perfect fella.

HE SIGHS

Is it a crime to have a second job
now?

The bank were threatening to take
mum's house. Mine too.

- Alex, have you ever cleaned any of
these properties?

- Yeah, all of them. I'm doing a lot
of shifts.

- And you've heard about the recent
spate of copper burglaries?

- Why? What?

You think somehow I was involved?
That's nonsense.

- Why did you keep your relationship
with Sly a secret?

- What's that got to do with anything?

- I'm just wondering why Sly told us
earlier

that you hadn't had any dealings
together in years.

- We're protecting ourselves.

The whole town has always been against
us.

We just want left alone.

- Last night, did you happen to see
Sly?

- Yeah, we met up after I left Mum's.

- Clint said that he was at The
Commodore all night.

- Must've been a mistake, I suppose.

Sly was with me.

- Has Sly ever asked you to lie for
him?

- What? No.

- Alex, I can see on your record,

you have a conviction for dangerous
driving.

- And?

- Do you want to tell us what
happened?

- I was going too fast,

I overtook a tractor on a corner

and nearly collided with another car.

No-one got hurt.

- Were you alone?

- Sly was with me.

- Er, in the other driver's statement,

they thought it was Sly behind the
wheel.

- They got that wrong.

- Alex, I want you to think very
carefully

about what I'm going to ask you.

Is there any way that anyone apart
from you,

and I mean anyone...

..could have access to your
information about which holiday homes
were empty and when?

- No.

- Are you sure?

- Sly could've got the info about the
empty lets through me, yes.

- That's brilliant, thank you, thanks.

So, a scrapyard owner in Campbelltown,
Scotland,

was contacted by a man in Port Devine,
looking to off-load copper.

No questions asked.

The owner got a number from the caller
ID,

and...

..it's Alex Charlton's landline.

- A man from Port Devine, that's got
to be Sly.

- Here, I was trying to remember,

what's the name of that game we made
up when we were young?

The, er, half football, half rugby,
what was it called?

- Er, NGA.

- That's it, and what did it stand for
again?

- Come on!

No Girls Allowed.

- Ha! That's right.

Yeah, thank goodness for puberty, eh.

We caught ourselves on.

- So, lad, what's the craic with your
mum?

- She's at a retreat.

- Aye, but missing Ma's funeral.

They'd been friends for 50 odd years.

- It's complicated.

Look, she thinks she's doing what's
best and...

..her heart's in the right place.

- Whatever's going on, I hope she's
OK.

- Here, did I hear yous found a crate
of stolen copper?

- Hah! Deja-vu, eh?

- Why's that?

- You don't remember?

Yeah, but you must!

Didn't your auld fella do that once?

And Barry never caught on.

- Your dad hid copper at sea?!

- I was doing some packing...

..and saw that b*mber jacket you have.
- Aha.

- You know, the one that looks better
on me than it does on you?

And it got me thinking.

Well, you shouldn't wear it on tour,

I should.

I'm due a change of pace and a wee
adventure, so...

..I'm coming with!

- That's a... It's an interesting
idea.

- Why shouldn't I join in on all the
tour glitz and glamour?

- Who'd run the bar?

- You want to live out of a van?

- Well, firstly you're due some more
responsibility and we can hire more
help.

We'll be staying in hotels, thank you
very much.

Do you not want me to come?

- No, of course I do.

Of course I do, love, it'll be a
blast.

- I knew I'd get some use out of those
gold sequined shorts.

I've only got two days to pack!

- Excuse me.
- Yeah, what's up?

- Er, we need to speak to Sly.

- He was right over there.

- We have a warrant to search

for any evidence related to the recent
burglaries.

- You what?! This is my home!

- We will be as quick and respectful
as possible.

- Mrs Charlton's snuff box.

Found upstairs in Sly's bedroom.

Where's Clint?

- Thanks.

HE SIGHS

Standing here doing nothing for hours

whilst everyone's out there searching
for Sly.

- Look, you got to be a team player.

- This isn't what I signed up for.

- Dad will come round.

- MOTOR CHUGS

Hold this a sec.

Ryan here.

A suspect boat has stopped just near
the location of the crate.

SIRENS WAIL

- Josh! We need you to take us out
now!

Look out! Start her up! Start the
engine!

I'm casting off!

Come on, let's go, go, go!

Take us around the North Harbour wall!

Yes, get us up nice and close!

That's it, you're coming in!

Sly! Put the crate down!

Clint?

I'm arresting you for burglary. You do
not have to say anything

but I must caution you if you do not
mention when questioned

something which you later rely on in
court, it may harm your defence.

If you do say anything, it may be
given in evidence.

- There's some mistake, surely?!

- What on earth is going on?

- I admit I took the copper.

- Which you hid out at sea?

- Aye, just like my da.

I was to take it to Scotland,

to a scrapyard in Campbelltown, to
sell on,

but last night's storm delayed
everything.

- Which caused the first crate to get
washed up onto the rock pools.

- I needed to get the other crate

out of the water and across the
scrapyard.

Look, I thought it was a victimless
crime, you know,

the houses were empty.

- You thought the insurance would
cover the loses?

- Did Alex Charlton tell you which
houses were empty?

- She told me nothing.

- Was Sly involved?

- I did it on my own.

- Clint, we found Mrs Charlton's snuff
box in the Commodore.

If you didn't steal it, who did?

- No idea.

- Clint, do you know where Sly is?

- HE SIGHS

Here, love, listen, why don't you take
a wee break huh?
- No.

- Go on upstairs, put your feet up.

- It's busy and with, er, Clint...
away,

er, I need to be down here.

- Nicole.

- Um...

If anyone needs me, I'll be upstairs.

- I hate Nicole's going through this.

- I really thought Clint had wised up.

Hi. Er, Nicole upstairs?
- Yeah.

- I've known Clint since year dot!

There's no way he'd steal from my
family.

- We think it was Sly who took the
snuff box.

- Ah, time will tell.

Here as a friend.

- I don't know whether to pack,

unpack or what to be at.

How did this happen?

- At this moment, we believe that Sly
saw a way of making a quick buck.

He used Alex and recruited Clint to
steal the copper.

- All because I wouldn't give them the
money to go on their tour?

I mean...

What did I expect?

- Hey!

This is not your fault.

- Feels like it is.

Sure on the day that Clint proposed

you knew it was a bad idea.

You saw something like this happening.

- I thought that Clint was going to
prove me wrong.

I hoped he had.

- How much trouble is he in?

- He could be looking at prison time.

- I don't know how much more of this I
can take.

- But it depends.

Clint has admitted to being involved
in the theft of the copper

but he hasn't said a word about the
snuff box...

..or whether Sly's involved.

That could make a huge difference.

- You want me to try?

- Nicole, I can't ask you to do that.

- Give me five minutes,

let me get myself together.

- I'll be downstairs, OK?

It's not in Clint's nature

to land his brother in grief with the
police,

no matter the truth.

- What, so, Clint's just going to keep
schtum?

Why would he do that?!

- That's the Dunwoody way.

You never grass on one of the family.

- What about Nicole? The person who's
supposed to matter the most?

- I can't believe you've been seeing
Sly!

- I keep thinking about what mum might
say if she knew all this was
happening.

- We all make mistakes, Alex.

- No.

Sly got me into trouble before.

I took the blame back then because I
thought he loved me

and now here we are again.

Go on, you can say it.

"I told you so."

look, I just couldn't bring myself to
believe that he actually

might have stolen the engagement ring,
I reckoned it must have been lost or
something,

but now, all these years later

he steals Mum's snuff box.

It's all my fault.

- You're a trusting person.
- No.

- He took advantage of that.

- I need to go.

- Here, it's Mum's wake!

- No, I don't deserve to be here.

Mum would be so ashamed of me.

- Alex.
- No, Alex, wait, wait.

You shouldn't blame yourself.

Sly did this, not you.

And there's something else you need to
know.

Me and Mum decided to make you believe
that Sly stole

Granny's engagement ring.

- What?

- You and your mum both lied?

- After he let you take the blame for
the dangerous driving,

we knew something drastic had to be
done

before Sly really hurt you.

Listen...

I'm sorry,

but we wanted him out of your life,
and it worked.

But I didn't expect that to mean you'd
also end up out of mine.

This is why I went to Mum's last
night.

To protect her memory.

- Gran's engagement ring!

- Listen, if it would help you out
financially, you should sell it.

Or, or do whatever you want, it's your
choice.

- I wish you'd told me this sooner.

- Yeah, me too.

- I heard you lost your job and you're
sleeping on a couch?

- Until I get back on my feet, yeah.

- Well, not any more.

Come home, be with family.

- Lloyd, Concepta's...

She's not at a retreat.

She's giving me the space to deal with
some pretty big stuff that she's told
me.

You're not the only one who's been
trying to protect people

by keeping them in the dark.

Erm...

..she's not actually my mum.

She's my auntie.

- Sorry, I didn't mean to overhear.

- It's OK, Taylor, I'm not keeping it
a secret any more.

- So sorry about all this, love.

- Are you?

Really?
- Of course.

- Well, then, you'll set the record
straight

and tell them that Sly was behind all
of this.

Fine.

Admit to the copper, but you didn't
steal from the Charltons.

- Love, everything's going to be OK.

- I need you to do this for us.

For me.
- Listen to me,

everything I've done has been for my
family.

- Including abandoning me to go on
tour,

and stealing to pay for it?

- I owe Sly.

- I know you feel that way but, Clint,
I just...

- The last time the band split up,
we'd just met

and started seeing each other.

Everything's gone pear-shaped for him
ever since.

- Sly made his choices and you made
yours.

- All he had was the band when Alex
dumped him.

It's what kept him going for years.

I took that away from him.

Ooh.

HE SIGHS

Ah!

- Never a dull moment around here, eh?

- Ah, sure, we wouldn't want it any
other way.

- Do you know what really used to do
my head in?

That wee sigh you make

every time you take a sip of a really
good cuppa.

A-a-a-ah.

Seriously, used to drive me crazy.

But the funny thing is,

now I do it and it drives Ash crazy.

- HE CHUCKLES

You learnt from the master.
- I did.

What it takes to be a proper police
officer.

How fairness results in your community
trusting you.

And why sticking to the rules is
important.

I don't even let my fiance give me a
kiss when I'm in uniform.

I wonder who I get that from?

I realise that it's not you but the
diocese saying that

you can't have a same-sex marriage in
your church.

OK, I get that.

That's their rule.

But I just want to make peace.

Just put it behind us. Yeah?

- Yeah.

You see...

..it's not just the rules of the
diocese

that stops me blessing your marriage
in church.

- OK, um,

what is it then?

- Well, er...

..how do I say this?

You see...

the teachings in the Bible,

I mean they're unequivocal.

And although I love you, Marlene,

and I really do hope that you'll be
happy together with Ash...

..theologically...

..I just can't see how marriage can be
anything

other than between a man and a woman.

- Um...

Well, if...

If that's how you feel...

- SHE SNIFFS

- ..don't hold your breath for an
invite.

- Do you remember our first date?

- Yeah,

it was a disaster.

- The night before,

just after your gig at the Commodore,

I caught Sly poking through people's
stuff in the coat check.

He said he was looking for his own
jacket

but it was obvious that he was
stealing.

I spent the whole next day worried
that you knew

and that you had only ever asked me
out as a distraction.

- I had no idea.

- Well, that's why we went on a second
date.

And you were your own man.

The band splitting didn't make Sly who
he is.

It just gives him an excuse for his
failures

and then he blames his choices on you.

Where's the loyalty in that?

- I know but, Nicole, it's like...

- This code of silence, it doesn't
make you a good brother

or a criminal, or whatever it is you
think.

It makes you an idiot!

But you're my idiot and I need you.

I can't lose you too.

Please, be your own man.

Be my man!

Do you think that Sly would do this
for you?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he would.

- We both know that that's not true.

- Nicole, listen...

- You deserve to go to jail.

And I hope that they throw away the
key.

It's over.

I'm done!