02x06 - The Loyal

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This is excellent
intelligence work, Murray.

My methods weren't to
everyone's tastes, ma'am.

Desperate times call
for desperate measures.

You take one down,
another one pops up.

You can't be an idealist in
that kind of environment.

You have to be a pragmatist.
Work with what you've got.

This too shall pass.

Said he was in the Army once.

That's what they used to
say when things got bad.

LEE: Lashkar Gah, 2012.
We were all he had.

Your brother is a great man.

They're not going to hold you.

I just want to talk
about what happened.

I need to.

Do you think it will help him,
Happy Kelly, knowing the truth?

It needs to be out in
the open. All of it!

I get people hurt, Jen.

Happy?

BEEPING

Whoa!

g*nsh*t TYRES SCREECH

HIGH-PITCHED RINGING

RADIO BEEPS

Grace, are you OK?

Grace. Are you OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

sh*t.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

RADIO BEEPS 72 to Uniform.

Contact, contact
on Suffolk Street.

We have shots fired.
Over. Shots fired.

BODYCAM BEEPS

POLICE ALARM BLARING

VARIOUS ALARMS PHONE VIBRATES

Put the g*n down!

Armed police. Put the
g*n down. Put it down!

Put the g*n down. Put it down!

MUFFLED YELLING

Put the g*n down!

MUFFLED SHOUTING

It's OK.

You're OK.

Stevie, stay down.

Stay down. Grace...

It's fine, it's fine.

Hello. I'm Grace.

What's your name?

Stevie.

Stevie, put the g*n down.

Put the g*n down and come here.

It's OK. You're all right.

SIRENS WAIL

I'm Grace.

This is Stevie.

You all right, mate?

Sweetheart, do you want to
tell us what your name is?

Mm?

What's your name?

SIRENS

It's OK. They're just
here to help, all right?

Do you want me to ask
them if they can just

give us some space?

OK, move away. Everyone,
just move away.

Move back.

OK. It's all right.

You're fine.

I can see you've still
got the g*n in your hand.

Just here.

OK? It's all right.

I don't want anyone to get hurt.

So what I'm going to do is.

I'm going to move in slowly,

and I'm going to take the
g*n away from you, all right?

I'm just going to move
in now, OK? Don't worry.

I'm just going to take
the g*n really slowly, OK?

OK.

It's all right.

That's it.

There you go.

OK.

Well done. You've done so well.

POLICE: Armed police!

SHOUTING

Well done. Well done.

Henry! Henry!

Mum! Wait. Stop! Stay back!

Get your f*cking hands off me!

Henry! I'm here,
OK? It's all right.

It's all right.

NICOLA: OK. What's the plan?

We should stand up our surveillance
on Thompson and McQuarrie.

Get a handle on them.
Are you f*cking joking?

No. We arrest them
immediately and question them

while the forensics team gets
to work on McQuarrie's house.

We need to gather
evidence first. Evidence?

A child fired a shot at two
of our officers! A child.

Ma'am, we cannot leave
those men in the streets.

Not for another second.
Ma'am, we should wait.

What's your angle
here, Murray? My angle?

Yeah. What are you up to?
I'm just doing my job.

That's the problem, isn't it? Your
job. What's that supposed to mean?

Containment. Isn't that what
you call it? Just remind me,

what does it actually have
to do with enforcement?

Ma'am, this is outrageous.
No, it's all backroom deals

and compromises with you, isn't
it? Anything for a quiet life.

Not this time.

Ma'am, we bring
those men in now,

or you can have my resignation.

Enough of the
grandstanding. I mean it.

Shut up for a minute! SCOFFS.

Both of you.

Bring them in, and you'd
better pray they find

something in that house
to put them both away.

I'll do it. What?

I said I'll bring them
in. Just get it done!

Henry.

Everything's going to be all
right. We'll get this sorted.

OK?

Just mind your head getting in.

ONLOOKER: Where are
yo use taking him?

For f*ck's sake, where
are yo use taking him?

CAR LEAVES

MESSAGE SENDS

PHONE ALERT

STEVIE: Put the g*n down!

Put the g*n down. Put it down!

Oh, for f*ck's sake, come on.

Here, let me help you with it.

DOOR OPENS

You two OK?

What happened?

What happened?

Yeah. Like, how did it happen?

Um...

It just did.

Yeah, just kind of happened
out of the blue, you know?

Well, do you want to go home?

BOTH: No.

OK.

Do you know, I'm just going
to go and grab a cup of tea.

Yeah. OK. All right. Well,
see you in the briefing, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's just a bit
shook up, you know?

Yeah.

TOMMY: You guys all right?

BOTH: Yeah.

Thanks, mate.

OK, listen up.

The child who fired the shot
is the nephew of Lee Thompson.

Thompson could be linked
with several incidents

in the Mount Eden estate,

including the
m*rder of Jim Dixon.

Bottom line, he's a player.

So our priority this evening
is to protect that crime scene.

The evidence we get from
there could be the key

to everything that's been
going on in Mount Eden.

Now, we know that tensions
are extremely high

and this could escalate
things further,

but I need you in your blues.

Sergeant McCloskey here
has been drafted in

from Garnerville. He's
going to run tactical ops

on the ground. Sergeant?

Only two rules tonight.

Remember him from...? One

do everything I say.

Two, do everything I say.

WHISPERING

Something funny, Constable? No.

Nothing, Sarge.

OK, everyone.
Blues on. Let's go.

What? You look different.

Do I?

Oh, my God, I knew it. What?

I knew it! Annie!

Grace? Are you OK?

Yeah. This child,

Henry Thompson. I need
someone with experience

of working with children. You
got him to give you the g*n.

Now I need you to
get him to talk.

Well, I'll do my best. Grace.

I need you to make this happen.

OK.

Sir.

Doorbell footage. The
night Dixon was m*rder*d.

Right. Thanks.

Keep digging.

OK.

GRACE: Move back,
everyone. Move back!

It's OK. I've just come
to help, all right?

How the hell did he
get into the safe?

He's a smart kid.

OK. This is the worst bit.

What are you going
to do with that?

MESSAGE SENDS

PHONES CHIME

SIRENS WAIL

LEE: Get that out
there any way you can.

Armed police! Put the g*n down!

Put the g*n down! Put it down!

Say that the g*n Henry
had was just a toy.

Then get the people
out on the street.

The worse it gets, the better.

VEHICLE APPROACHES AND STOPS

Wipe that. Burn the handset.

Back so soon?

I'd rather you didn't
mention that to anyone.

Is that right? Mm.

Maybe we should
help the fella out.

You both going to come quietly?

Like two wee mice.

RAB: b*stard! b*stard!

b*stard!

f*cking b*stards! Wee Henry
could have been k*lled!

OFFICER: Calm down.

CAR STARTS

OFFICER: Move out, move out.

BREATHES QUICKLY

GRACE: Henry?

Look.

I know what happened
this afternoon

would have been scary.

Well, it was scary for everyone.

But we really, really need
to understand from you

what happened.

Henry, I've already told them

that you were with
Lee and Craig.

You just have to let
them know what happened.

You shouldn't have done that.

You shouldn't have
said anything.

Can we have a talk outside?

DOOR OPENS

Mags, what do you
want to happen here?

What do I want to happen?

GRACE: I'm sorry, but
he's been convinced

that his Uncle Lee is
good and everybody else,

everybody else in
the world, is bad.

Even you, maybe. What I would...

I would say...

I would say he's
been indoctrinated.

Indoctrinated?

You f*cking what? Look, I know
this must be complicated for you.

No. He's all that matters.

That's it. Nothing else.

Well, Henry doesn't
know who to believe.

That's why he's
ended up here today.

But one thing's for certain.

He needs to hear the
truth about his Uncle Lee.

And that's not from me.

And it's not from you.

Is there anyone who
can get through to him?

There's been something I've
been meaning to clear up.

You know that photo - of us?

The one you showed
all your mates? Yeah.

See, that's the thing. I didn't.

Look.

I sent it to one
mate, a good mate.

OK. Yeah. OK. So,
sending it to one mate

is completely fine, then.

No, it's not fine,
I get it. Shane,

we're never going to ride again.

OK? Like, ever.

We're not.

No.

OK. Hurry up, move out.

LAWYER: In here, please.

Happy...

What are you doing here?
Take a seat, please.

You OK?

This arrived today from
the Crown Solicitor's.

It's a financial settlement
offer for Mr Kelly.

No admission of liability.
Nondisclosure clause.

Happy, they're buying you off.

Yeah. I know.

It's funny to see them putting
a number on it, isn't it, Jen?

Human life.

Happy, please... You
don't have to accept.

I advised Mr Kelly he
should accept the offer.

Send the money there, please.

The Central Soup Kitchen?

Yeah. All of it.

Mr Kelly, this is a

very large sum.
It's blood money.

That's what it is.

Maybe some good
can come from it.

That would be nice.

DOOR CLOSES

He told me what happened today.

I told you.

I get people hurt.

Happy... No.

And the thing is, Jen,
I could never save them.

But I can save you.

CHATTER IN BACKGROUND

OK, you two, can you move this
cordon back, please? It's too close.

All right, guys, move on back
there, please. Thank you.

Could you move back to
the garages there for us?

Thank you very
much. CAMERA CLICKS.

SHOUTING

You all right? Yeah.

ARGUING

Skipper.

Put the g*n down! Put it down!

sh*t.

Where'd you get this?
It's everywhere.

f*cking b*stard!
Pointing g*ns at a kid!

Stop shouting. Calm down.
I want you to step back.

SHOUTING

Tankies in position.

Gear on, everybody.

VAN STARTS

CAMERA CLICKING Get back.

Step back. You
don't belong here.

Step back, please.

Henry

tell them what happened.

No.

Can I talk to him? Just us?

Sorry. We have to be here.

Henry, I need to
tell you something.

About me.

I was going to wait until
you were a wee bit older.

I think it should be now.

Now, you know I was in
prison a long time ago.

Do you know what for?

Rab...

Mags

it's time.

My ma said you were
hiding g*ns for somebody.

Yeah, well, that's
what we told you,

but it's not the truth.

I didn't hide g*ns.

I used them.

Well, I used one, once.

I done a bad thing.

I'm a bad man.

He was a taxi driver.

Francis... his name was,

though I didn't find
that out till afterwards.

I ordered a taxi from town.

It was a Catholic firm.

I got him to drive me
down towards the docks.

I told him I was
getting a ferry.

We drove onto a quiet
street in Sailortown,

and I made him park
on the waste ground.

MAGS: Rab.

Mags...

Um...

He was crying.

He said he had two kids.

Wee girls.

He begged me,

and I.

I hurt him.

I hurt him real bad.

To stop him begging.

You cross over, son.

You cross over a bridge

and the bridge
crumbles behind you.

And you can never go back.

Never.

The world is dark for ever.

And you can never go back.

Francis.

Francis McAuley.

All I want is for you
never to cross that bridge.

And you nearly done
it today, by mistake.

But if you stay
with Lee and Craig,

some day you will do it.

And you will mean it.

And all I want is for that
never to happen, Henry.

It's all I want in this world.

I didn't mean it, OK?

I didn't think it was real.

I thought it was fake.

I just... I like g*ns.

I just wanted to hold it and
pretend I was in the Army.

I'm really sorry.
I didn't mean it.

GRACE: I know, Henry.

I know you didn't.

Now, I need you to tell me
everything that happened today

with your Uncle Lee.

You and Craig McQuarrie were
in the house with Henry.

You opened a safe
that contained a g*n

and left the child
alone in the house.

Aye.

We had to be somewhere.

Henry worked out the passcode
to the safe, took out the g*n,

and discharged it at a
passing police patrol car.

Tell me if I've
any of that wrong.

If that's what the wee
man says what happened

that's what
happened. MURRAY: OK.

So you admit you had access
to an ill*gal firearm?

It's not really my business.

How so? It's not my house.

Not my safe.

Not my g*n.

And it's not my money.

I think you're
interviewing the wrong man.

KNOCK ON DOOR I know. Come in.

Yeah. Any more information,
keep me updated. Thanks.

CLEARS THROAT: Interview is
still ongoing, ma'am, but,

uh, I just had a
call from ballistics.

And? The g*n used today

it's not the g*n
used to k*ll Dixon.

Oh, sh*t.

PHONE RINGS

Yeah.

What? Now?

f*cking kidding me.

NEWS: The footage has been
seen widely on social media

in recent hours.

It shows officers pointing
their g*ns at a child

in the Mount Eden estate.
Those posting the footage

say the child is, in
fact, holding a toy g*n.

Community leaders have
reacted with concern

and say the video footage shows

that officers are guilty
of heavy-handed tactics.

The police have yet to comment.

TURNS TV OFF

I need to get ahead of this.

I need to make a public
televised statement

that the boy was holding
an ill*gal firearm,

and we have two
adult men in custody.

It's still a firearms offence.

It'll have to do.
I'd hold off on that.

Why? The interviews.

Something's not right.

MURRAY: You keep an ill*gal
firearm in your house?

No.

Sorry, you're going to have
to walk us through this.

It's not ill*gal.

What?

I'm a former British soldier
living in Northern Ireland.

When I moved here,

I applied to carry a
personal protection weapon.

His g*n licence.

The money?

Mm? £133,000.

How do you explain that?

That's my life savings,
from my Army pay.

I was mostly overseas,

so I've never really had
a chance to spend it.

Why isn't it in a bank?

Don't trust them.

Which I think you'll
find is not ill*gal

yet.

OK, so let's see
what we've got here.

Possibly a charge for not
holding a firearm safely,

although it was
locked in a safe.

So

Even that's going
to be a stretch.

Any more questions
for my client?

HELEN: Thank you, Mr McQuarrie.

NICOLA: How in the
name of God did we miss

the firearm certificate?

JONTY: Must have got
lost in the chaos, ma'am.

What next?

We need any shred of evidence
we can get from that house.

Anything that might
possibly yield a charge.

Do you hear me? PHONE RINGS.

Anything.

Yeah.

Ma'am.

PROTESTORS SHOUTING

Sir, we've got a problem. Looks
to be a bit of trouble here.

Do you know how long
this is going to take?

I've just had an order
from the District Commander

to do prints and forensics
all over the house.

Youse need to hold that
line till we get it done.

It'll be a while, mate.

Get to f*ck out of Mount Eden!

JEERING

Fall in!

f*ck off back home!

SPITS CHEERING

That's Thompson's men.

Move! Brace, everyone. Brace!

PHONE RINGS Barney.

Helen, we have a chopper
up over that cordon.

It's kicking off a bit. You
should probably take a look.

QUIETLY: sh*t.

HELICOPTER OVERHEAD

Petrol!

CHEERING

Christ.

Anything in the
house? Drugs, weapons?

Anything? No.

Right. How do we
de-escalate this?

Well? We negotiate.

We talk to him.
Get him to help us.

Who?

Thompson. Who do you think?

DOOR OPENS

Can we go now, please?

Look, you really need
to help us out here.

We told you everything
that happened.

No, I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about everything
that's happening with Lee.

Wise up.

Who is he, Mags?
Who is he really?

Was he involved in
the petrol-b*mb attack

on Dixon's house?

Dixon's m*rder?

Your brother is a drug dealer.

You know that.

I'd like to go home now, please.

Are you sure?

Are you sure you want to take
that little boy back there?

What if Lee manages
to walk out of here?

What then?

Is that really a life
you want to live?

Or you could tell us
what we need to know

and I promise you, if you do
that, we can put him away.

No, you won't.

I'm sorry? You
won't put them away.

You'll do a deal.
Negotiate. Get them onside.

No.

No, we won't do that.

Lee and Craig came
back to the pub today

to have a cosy wee chat
with one of your mates.

Detective Canning? Yeah.

That's why Henry was on his own.

You're all the same.

I don't trust any of you.

And I never will.

OK, look, we're in
a bit of a jam here.

"We" being you?

The trouble in Mount Eden is
clearly orchestrated. Is it?

That's wild.

Call it off.

Release the two of us now.

Get your people
out of Mount Eden.

Then I'll see what I can do.

YELLING AND JEERING

Split! Sarge!

Ah!

Get off me!

CHEERING

Grace?

Can I borrow you for
a wee second? Yeah.

The footage you picked
up earlier today

from the doorbell camera.

OK. We can take the
heat out of this

if we release them both now,

put this whole incident to bed,

move on. Ma'am, sorry.

There's, um...

There's something important

we think you should
take a look at.

NICOLA SIGHS

So, Craig McQuarrie
was in the vicinity

on the night of
Dixon's sh**ting.

Now, that's circumstantial,
I know, but look at

this part of the footage, in
particular the face covering.

Mm-hm, yeah. So what?

Well, these photographs show the
personal effects of Ian Campbell.

Thompson's friend
from his Army days,

and a heroin addict, whose body
we found in the city centre.

This. This scarf is the only
thing Lee Thompson asked for.

He said it was of
sentimental value.

There's no way we can
tell it's the same scarf.

It may not be.

No, but when Stevie and I
went to Lee Thompson's bar,

he showed us pictures
of his military unit,

and they were all wearing these.

What if it's a w*r...? Ma'am

this is pointless.
Could you just...?

Tommy, go ahead.

What if it's a w*r souvenir?

You know, they keep them. I mean,
it would make sense, as you say

sentimental value. So...

So, if that is Craig McQuarrie
and that is his scarf, he may

not have got rid of
it. GRACE: That scarf

could have anything on
it. Ballistics evidence,

blood spatter, anything.

And this might be the only thing

that links him to that m*rder.

Uniform from Silver.

Are the forensics
teams still on site?

OFFICER: Just about. We can't
hold that line much longer.

Long shot. Uniform, I'm
sending DCI Marshall an image

of an item they need to
look for before they leave.

They need to do a sweep
for it. And until then,

we need to hold the line.
Do you hear me? Hold...

Hold the line! CROWD ROARING.

FIREWORKS FIZZ

Officer down! Help!

YELLING The right!

GROANING

Petrol!

GRACE: Ma'am, they
can't hold the line.

They're going to be overrun.
We need to wait out.

Ma'am... I said
we're waiting out.

Come on, come on.

YELLING OUTSIDE

I have it.

I can't breathe!

GLASS SMASHING

Come on!

We need to push this crowd back!

Prepare for bounce!
Bounce, bounce, bounce!

SHOUTING

Help! Help!

Back! Back!

What are you doing?
Come on, this isn't us!

Stop that! Put that
down! Stop that!

Stop that, stop that,
stop that! For God's sake!

Runner! Dead ahead!

Stop!

JEERING Stop! Stop!

Stop!

CHEERING Stop it!

Stop! You have to stop!

f*cking hell.

OFFICER: Don't break the line!

Stevie?

Rapid advance! Go, go, go!

He's not breathing.
He's arresting!

One. Two. Three.
Four. Five. Six.

Is he dead? I don't know.

Get me the defib.

Get me the f*cking defib!

RADIO: Uniform to Silver.

Crowd are starting
to disperse, ma'am.

OK.

Get them out of there
as soon as you can.

Keep Thompson and
McQuarrie overnight.

Ma'am... Do it.

It's on me.

RINGING TONE

Silver to Uniform. I want us
out of there as soon as we can.

VAN RUMBLES

DISTANT SIRENS

DOORBELL

DOOR CLOSES

Robin.

This is Happy.

I, uh...

I don't know what to say.

Um...

Look, I think this might
have been a bad idea.

I'm sorry. No.

We're here now.

I'm going to tell
you everything.

Happy, if that's what you want.

Could you have stopped
my daddy and Brian

getting blown up?

I think so, yes.

I had a source, an agent

who'd told me

there was going to be a
b*mb attack that night.

I didn't ask him where or when.

I didn't want to know.

Why not?

Well, if I knew,

I would have had to
put a stop to it.

And they would have k*lled him.

I chose my source.

Over the next 20 years,

that source saved
dozens of lives...

EXHALES

through the information
that he passed on.

So, it was worth it?

No.

It wasn't.

It wasn't worth it.

I wish...

I wish I'd never been there.

I wish I'd moved away
when I was a younger man.

I wish I had never had
to take those decisions.

I wish that too.

I forgive you. I forgive you.

Thank you... very much.

DCI MARSHALL: A face
covering retrieved

from Craig McQuarrie's house has
traces of blood spatter on it.

The DNA matches
that of Jim Dixon.

Anything to say about that?

No comment.

Furthermore, a set of keys
were found that matched

the door of another
property owned by Mr Dixon

which was recently the
target of an arson attack,

which carries the charge
of attempted m*rder.

Anything to say about that?

No comment.

LAWYER: Um, I would like a
word with my client, please.

I think we should probably
leave it there for now.

I'm now going to
terminate the interview,

the time on the
clock being 11:30am.

Lovely.

Mr McQuarrie, your solicitor
has recused himself

from this case. Right.

You are entitled
to a new solicitor.

We can arrange one.
Don't worry about it.

Look, you should
wait for a solicitor.

Look, f*ck me. Just crack on.

We have a head
and face covering,

a traditional Arabic
garment known as a shemagh,

linking you forensically
to the m*rder of Jim Dixon.

Would you like to comment?

Yes.

I k*lled Dixon.

Can you repeat that?

I k*lled him.

Were you ordered to
do so by Lee Thompson?

No. But he was involved?

No. He didn't know
anything about it.

You are admitting to a
very serious crime here.

You're saying you acted alone?

Yes. Come on, work with me here.

If you do, the PPS will
take it into account.

It was just me.

Why?

Why?

Dixon was a cancer in society.

I felt the world was
better off without him.

As I say, Lee didn't
know anything about it.

Why are you protecting him?

What is it? Just loyalty?

SCOFFS

You don't know the
meaning of the word.

None of you do.

We've got McQuarrie
for the Dixon m*rder

and the petrol b*mb. He's
copping to everything.

Thompson?

No, ma'am. Not without
McQuarrie implicating him.

How does this play out?

Well, Thompson's had
his wings clipped.

He'll probably be careful from
now on. Keep his head down.

If he remains in charge,
probably see things

quieten down significantly
for a few months.

Thank you, DS Canning. You
did exactly what you said

you'd do. Ma'am.

If you'd excuse us, please.

DOOR CLOSES

Are you sure about the timeline
on the day of the incident?

Yes, ma'am. After
Constable Ellis told me,

I confirmed it with
Constable Bradley.

He and Canning went
to the Loyal pub

for a clandestine
meeting with Thompson.

Then make the call.

Yeah. Go for it.

Thanks. Thank you.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Hi.

It's me.

Look, I, uh... I just want
you to know something.

I'm proud of you.

I always have been.

I'm sorry I never told you that.

See you soon, yeah?

Um, OK. Yeah.

OK.

Bye.

Bye, Mum.

Jen. Oh, thanks.

Nobody coming to pick you up?

Thought you ran a taxi firm.

Do you want a lift?

Come on, sure. What's the
worst that could happen?

Welcome home.

You know, I spent
five years here

trying to make things
a wee bit better.

I thought I was making progress.

Truth is, I don't think I
made a tiny bit of difference.

You didn't. CHUCKLES.

Not like you did, huh?

This too shall pass.

Best of luck.

Lauren.

Tom.

What's this?

They've gone.

Who's gone? Your men.

You see, they're
not from here, Lee.

They don't have the same
loyalty to the place.

Now you have to go too.

We don't want you here any more.

What? We're going to

try to do this on
our own from now on.

Try what?

Living.

Stacey?

Robert.

I told them what you done.

What did you tell them?

That you were behind
the petrol b*mb

that nearly k*lled
Natalie and Jordan.

He doesn't need to be here.

He does, aye.

I told them you
had Dixie k*lled.

I told them when the
cops came to meet you,

that you were happy to have
a chat, to make a wee deal.

And I told them who
you're working with

and where it's all coming from.

Please. No.

Cos you said you'd be different.

But you're not.

I am different.

I am making a difference!

Aye! But not in the right way.

You see, people like
you, Lee, are chaos!

The minute you're ready
to k*ll for what you want,

chaos comes to live with you!

You hurt people, Lee!

Some people you mean to
hurt and some you don't,

but you hurt us all in
the end, all the same.

You hurt me, Lee.

And you hurt Henry.

And Rab.

Look what you did to Rab.

Rab?

What did I do to Rab?

Have fun. I did tell you.

We're on the same side.

Come in.

DS Canning.

Heading back to HQ?

Can I help you?

I've started a
preliminary investigation

into the events
surrounding yesterday's

public order problem
in Mount Eden.

So?

I just have a few
small timeline queries.

DOOR CLOSES

Timeline queries? Yes.

Timeline queries.

Don't worry. Shouldn't
take too long.

Hmm.

BEEP

Preliminary interview
with DS Murray Canning.

I understand that
you made a visit

to a suspected
loyalist g*ng leader

at the exact same time his
nephew found a firearm.

As you know, all contacts

with suspected tier-one
individuals, however casual,

must be recorded in
notebooks and the duty log.

There are no exceptions.

So, if you could just show me

your written record
of the approach

you made to him, and

we'll get started.

Cheers.

UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC

Shot?

Nah. Working tomorrow.

Since when did that
make a difference?

Since now.

Oh, finally.

All in a day's work. Oh!


Hostiles inbound. Over.

Uniform to 72. No
back up available.

Over. Cheers, Barney.

You left the main line
to see to a casualty.

I did, yeah.

That's exactly what I
told you never to do.

You did, aye.

Well done, I suppose.

Thanks.

Here, I think Barney wants
to have a wee word with you.

Barney!

How about you? Laurence!

Good to see you out and about.

Actually, I've, um...

I was meaning to ask.

Have you had a chance to
process my resignation yet?

Yeah, about that, um

I kind of took a beat on that.

Did you? Yeah.

Good.

Yeah? Yeah.

OK.

Actually, just a sec.

Hi. Hi, Sandra.

I, er...

I read your letter.

What are you drinking?

FEEDBACK SQUEALS

We're Dea Matrona. This
song's by Dolly Parton.

GASPS

Class! Come on, let's dance.

I'm not a very good dancer.

Wise up. Let's go.

MUSIC STARTS

♪ It's been a long, dark night

♪ And I've been
waiting for the mornin'

♪ It's been a long, hard fight

♪ But I see a
brand-new day a-dawnin'

♪ I've been looking
for the sunshine... ♪

That's me heading.

What? Why?

Just, you know.

OK.

♪ Everything's
gonna work out... ♪

I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'll see you tomorrow.

Enjoy your night.

OK. All right.

See you.

♪ I can see the light
of a brand-new day

♪ I can see... ♪

You know the way I don't
think enough sometimes?

Yeah?

You think too much.

♪ It's gonna be OK

♪ It's been a long, long time

♪ Since I've known
the taste of freedom

♪ Those clinging vines

♪ That have me bound
Well, I don't need 'em

♪ Cos I am strong
and I can prove it

♪ I've got my dreams
to see me through

♪ It's just... ♪

INDISTINCT CHATTER

CAR DOOR OPENS Stevie.

Stevie.

Did I forget something?

Yeah.

I think so, yeah.

UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC CONTINUES

♪ It's been a long, long time

♪ Since I've known
the taste of freedom

♪ Cos I am strong
and I can prove it

♪ I've got my dreams
to see me through

♪ It's just a
mountain, I can move it

♪ And with faith enough
there's nothing I can't do

♪ I can see the light
of a clear blue morning

♪ I can see the light
of a brand-new day

♪ I can see the light
of a clear blue morning

♪ Everything's gonna be all
right It's gonna be OK. ♪

DISTANT SIREN WAILS