04x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

Stop the car.

What? Why?

This is Barry's taxi.

What's it doing here, abandoned?

This car was his pride and joy.

I'll call the police.

Marlene, my wee love.

How are you holding up?

We're so sorry.

I know, I know, yeah.
Do you know what? I'm all right.

I'm just, you know,
battling through.

Right now I want to know
how Barry's taxi ended up here.

Keys are still in the ignition.

I'll call it in.

OK.

Joyriders, I'd say.

The question is, how did they get
hold of Barry's keys?

Ah, come on.

Leave it up to the professionals.

Well, the keys were hanging on
a hook at Barry's place.

If you left Barry's house empty,
maybe someone broke in.

But it's not empty.
Sure, my ma's staying there.

Your mother? Yeah.

Case closed, I'd say.

Thank you.

Absolutely stunning.

You getting a transfer down here -

it's borderline creepy.

Is it so wrong that I want to spend
time with my beautiful wife?

Get off me! I'm supposed
to be on duty.

Eve!

Luke.

Hello, Mum.

If it isn't my favourite
mother-in-law.

I have no time for your flannel.
This is an emergency.

What is?

You know my friend Mrs Clark -
we read the Bible together.

Poor soul's practically housebound.

Of course. What happened to her?

She has been robbed.

All her good jewellery, clean gone.

That's not the half of it.

The fella that did it...

..he was a police officer.

Ah...

Poor soul can't believe
she fell for it.

Yeah, well, he told her
he'd look after her valuables.

People like your friend,
they trust the police. Hmm.

Imagine! Taking a widow's
engagement ring.



Maybe he's not as clever
as he thinks he is.

We've got a good view
of his vehicle.

But I can't see his face.

That's Barry Pettigrew's taxi!

Barry Pettigrew? Mm-hm.

I'm pretty sure his taxi was found
abandoned about half an hour ago.

On the day he's being buried?

Shameless!

Thank you.

These are great.

Well done, you.

Oh, well, I owe Barry so much.

The way he looked after me
when Mummy and Daddy died.

Can't believe we're never going
to see him in here again,

sitting in his favourite chair,

doing his crossword.

Putting the world to rights.

I was thinking...

If it's a boy,

maybe we should call
the baby Barry?

It's a bit old-fashioned, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, you're right.
You're right. It is.

Besides...

..the baby's name, I'm sure Callum
will have something to say about it.

Only IF Callum is the father.

We did the right thing, didn't we,
by refusing the DNA test?

While the wee one's still
in the womb?

Too right we did.

Callum will just have to wait.

Why did he have to go
and tell the whole town?

Well, because we weren't honest
with him.

Mind you, it hasn't really been
mentioned since, has it?

DOOR OPENS

I don't think anyone's
actually that bothered.

What's this I hear about you
having Callum's child?

Concepta...

..how lovely to see you!

SHE MOUTHS

This police uniform the thief
was wearing, was it convincing?

Convincing enough to fool
poor old Hilda Clark.

So where did he get it from?

Yeah, I have a horrible feeling
about that.

SHE SIGHS

Uncle Barry has an old uniform
hanging up in his wardrobe.

The uniform's gone.

So Callum has demanded a DNA test?

Yeah, well, he can demand
all he wants.

Well, what's the likelihood that
he's the baby's father?



And were the car keys there
last night when you got in?

How would I know?

Sure, I can't even drive.

And you haven't had any...

..visitors?

Of course not.

That would be disrespectful.

Poor Barry not even in
the ground yet.

There's not many ex-wives would come
all this way for a funeral.

What you need to understand, son,
Barry and me,

OK, so we didn't go the distance.

But we had something special.

A real chemistry.

Know what I mean?

Callum's right.

It means a lot you being here.

I didn't just come to
pay my respects.

I also came to support my best girl.

I know how much Barry
meant to you, love.

Bring it in, munchkin!

Right, well, we better be
getting off.

Make sure you lock up.

Will do.

After you...

..munchkin.

These days the babies
don't get tested.

It's a simple blood draw from you
and a mouth swab from Callum.

It's very safe.

Well, that all sounds OK, I suppose.

Trust me. I'm a doctor.

It's OK.

Now, what's the real problem?

Between you and me,

the real problem is Clint.

The fact that the baby might be his,

I think he just wants to hold on
to that a little bit longer.

I suppose we better bite the b*llet.

Yeah, I'm ready.

Oh, ready for the big showdown?

Don't you mean "happy family
reunion"?

Oh, how long has it been
since you last saw Assumpta?

My sister and I haven't been
in the same room since 1988.

Oh!

It'll be a historic moment.

Not that Assumpta will give a hoot.

Ha!

"Paddy's Authentic Irish Kebabs"?

Well, that's interesting.

The rest of this car's immaculate.

Barry the messy type?

Absolutely not.

I once blagged a lift home off him
after a beach party.

He made me sit on a bin bag!

So maybe our thief got peckish.

You want to go and get a kebab?

h*-h*-h*-h*!

Well, that explains
the icy blast in the air.

Wrapping up a bit warmer
would help with that.

This? It's called funeral chic.

That's what you're wearing
to the funeral?

Oh, yes.

Barry loved this look.

If that was wife number three,
what were the other two like?

Worse.

If Barry Pettigrew had one weakness,
it was for women of dubious morals.

Speaking of which...

Concepta.

It's lovely to see you.

Assumpta.

It's...

..been a very long time.

Would you like to come in?

To my own home?

If that's not too much
of an intrusion.

Play nice.

I thought you might be hungry.

After the journey.

It's only an hour in the car.

But this is very thoughtful.
Thank you.

Can I smell smoke?

Have you had a fire?

It's nothing!

I had a wee accident
with the chip pan.

I'd hardly call that nothing!

The whole kitchen's going to
have to be redecorated.

Buyers these days are very picky.

Buyers?

Yes, buyers.

I'm putting the place up for sale.

Where's my one?

You're in uniform.

It wouldn't be appropriate.

Even just a few chips?

What did Mr Kebab say, then?

Well, our fake police officer
was in last night about 11.

Cheeky so-and-so dropped heavy
hints about there being trouble

if he didn't get a free kebab.

Did you get anything useful,
like a proper description?

Pocket.

"Dark hair. Short stature.
Stubble"? Hmm.

That's exactly what Mrs Clark
told you.

Well, what Mr Kebab told us,
which she didn't,

is that he's also got a tattoo.

A massive heart attack.

Ah, poor Barry.

I mean, 70's no age these days.

At least he went doing
what he loves,

out on the sea, fishing.

I'd rather die in me own bed,
thank you very much.

This is lovely.

Isn't it, Concepta?

I've tasted worse, right enough.

It's a pity Finn and the kids
couldn't make it.

Ah, Finn spoke to Marlene.

She understands it's a wee bit soon
coming back to Port Devine.

He sent me photos
of him and the kids.

He looks a lot better.

Ah, well, he's not 100%.

That's why Niamh and Shay
have stayed with him today.

Finn sent you photos?

Yes.

Is that a problem?

Why should it be a problem?

You gave birth to him, after all.

I think I'll head upstairs,

see what state that's in.

Spend a penny while I'm there.

She hates me.

She doesn't.

I don't know why you're being
so nice to me.

I made your life a misery
when I turned up in Port Devine.

You're Finn's mother.

You're important to him.

Concepta brought him up.

She's his mother.

No, she wants me out of the picture
for once and for all.

That's why she's selling
this place out from under me.

My own sister, making me homeless.

You're not going to be homeless.

Look, Finn and I were talking.

We'd love you to come
and stay with us.

TOILET FLUSHES

In Tyrone?

With Concepta?

We're moving out of
Concepta's place.

We're renting a house.

There'll be plenty of room
for all of us.

Does Concepta know about this?

Not yet.

I thought I would broach the subject
to see if you were up for it...

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
..or not.

I hope my ears aren't burning.

Our thief has the word "Deirdre"
tattooed on his right hand.

Ring any bells?

Sorry, why are you asking me?

Well, this guy, he got
the car keys, the uniform

from your uncle's house.

No, no, no, no, no. No, I...

I've explained all that.

Look, my mum forgot to lock
the back... door.

Marlene, can I have a word?

Yeah.

Chase up that tattoo.

We need to catch this lowlife
before he targets another

vulnerable victim.

I know what you're going to say.

You're going to have to face up to
the possibility that your mother

is involved in this robbery.

You're right.

I shouldn't be here, and I certainly
should not be working this case.

So I'll get going.

That would be wise.

Oh, and Marlene?

Yeah?

If you see your mother, don't talk
to her about the investigation.

Please.

Fair enough.

Mind you, if she is involved...

..I'll never forgive her.

What are you two up to?

Having a quick trawl through
Gloria Hastings' social media.

Oh, come on, Cal.

You didn't seriously buy that guff
about the back door being unlocked?

Oh...

Here's Gloria here with some man.

Ah...

Bingo!

Yeah, well, he definitely matches
the description of our thief.

Hello, Deirdre!

Have we got a name for this fella?

Yeah...

Rick Simpson.

When you spoke to Gloria, she tell
you her boyfriend was in town?

No. She didn't.

Well, she was at pains to tell us
no-one had been to visit.

Unless you've got something to hide.

What was this Barry like, then?

Ach...

He was the best.

Shame I won't get to know him.

He did have one weakness, though.

Yeah?

Do you see that woman over there?

Skirt like a belt?

Aye.

Barry used to be married to her.
DOOR OPENS

You're joking! Hm. And him a vicar.

With a woman like that?

A woman like what?

NERVOUS LAUGHTER

Have you two met?

Brandi, this is Marlene.

Marlene, this is Brandi,
our newest member of staff.

Lovely to meet you.

You too.

Is it your dad that died?

Ah, stepdad.

So, sorry, what were you saying
about my mother?

Us? Uh-huh.

Nothing! Yeah, I believe you.

Thousands wouldn't.

Can I have a latte, please,
when you're ready?

Munchkin! Aw!

Thanks. I owe you one.

Rang around my CID mates in Belfast.

One of them arrested Rick Simpson
a few weeks ago.

Reckons he was driving
a silver 4x4.

I'm pretty sure I saw a silver 4x4
parked by Barry's place

when we called round there earlier.

Well, let's head over there,
see if it's still there.

Yeah.

Let's go.

So, I hear you're going
to be a daddy.

I'm not so sure about that.

Nicole's refusing to do a DNA test.

Nicole's the redhead
who runs the pub?

It's a long story.

Right, there's no sign of this 4x4.

Here...

Oi!

Chris Hughes, you stay
where you are!

I know your da.

All right, Brandi? Hello.

You on urgent police business?

Sandwich run.

Don't you get all the exciting jobs?

Listen, I'm, ah, glad
I bumped into you, actually.

You see I was wondering whether...

..you and me...

I mean, I think we really hit it
off.

Don't you think?

Wait, are you asking me out?

Yeah.

Mm-hm.

So what do you reckon?

You're a lovely lad.

Just me and you, I don't see it.

Why not?

Do I look like the type of girl
who would be with a policeman?

So you're saying no?

Face it, hon,

I'd be far too much for you.

No offence.

None taken.

Kids found it in the bin.

So the uniform was dumped
near Barry's house?

It was.

Which raised the question -

why would our thief go back to
where he stole the keys

and the uniform from?

Because he's seeing Marlene's ma,

and that's where she's staying?

Exactly. So what are we doing
to locate him?

Well, we've circulated a description
of Rick Simpson and his car,

but no sighting as yet.

What does it say about this guy
that he didn't fill up Barry's taxi

when it needed petrol?

And that he felt the need to blag
a free kebab?

He needs cash?

He's got a whole load of
valuable jewellery.

Yeah, but turning that into cash
is far from simple.

So where would he start?

I won't deny I was tempted.

Crazy Danny might have worked
in an abattoir

but he was one sexy
big lump of a man.

I swear, nothing happened! Well...

..nothing physical, anyway.

Of course, Barry could never
believe that.

With my track record,
who could blame him?

But right or wrong,

the trust was gone.

Our marriage never recovered.

Barry was the love of my life.

Marlene! Your car's here.

OK, love...

Oh, thanks, love.

I've only gone
and forgotten my purse.

Rick Simpson's silver 4x4's
been spotted.

Parked on Hillside Street
in Ballymountain.

Hillside Street?
Why does that ring a bell?

Because that's where your man
Davie Burns lives.

Davie Burns?

Aye, we arrested him
for receiving stolen goods.

He's a fence.

That's how he's intending to
turn that jewellery into cash.

Come on, Cub.

I don't want Marlene hearing
a word about this.

No arguments here, boss.

I'm just praying her mum has nothing
to do with those robberies.

Me too. The alternative's
too horrible to think about.

There you are, looks like
our suspect's 4x4 to me.

It's parked right outside
Davie Burns' house.

So, we were right. He is turning
that jewellery into cash.

Police! Open up!

Rick Simpson! Come to the door!

Oh.

RICK GRUNTS

Rick Simpson, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of burglary,

taking and driving away
and impersonating a police officer.

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.

Anything you do say may be
given in evidence.

What's this?

Looks like a list of names
and addresses to me.

And top of that list is poor
old Mrs Hilda Clark.

I've never seen
that before in my life.

And yet it was in your pocket.

How spooky is that? Whoo-oo!

I'll tell you what's even
more spooky...

This is Mrs Clark's engagement ring.

Oh, but don't tell me.

You were just looking after it.

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

I'd love to come to stay with you

and the family in County Tyrone
but...

..it's just not possible.

Oh, you can't let your sister
run your life.

She has a way of getting
under your skin.

Unless Concepta wants me to come,
I'll stay away.

Lois Dunlop incoming.

Catch you later.

Would you look who it is?
Mrs O'Hare.

God bless you for making
the effort to be here.

Well, where else would she be,
Mrs Dunlop?

Concepta and Barry were very close.

Close neighbours.

Glad to hear that.

As you know, I hate gossip,

but there's ones in this town
suggested that it was more

than just neighbourliness.

Well, they would have been wrong.

Mm-hm. Mrs Dunlop.

Dr O'Hare, good to see you.

How's that husband of yours?

Oh, much better, thanks.

I'm glad to hear that.

I am so pleased the tittle-tattlers
were proved wrong.

Proved wrong? About what?

Well, some folks said that your
Finn was going to be charged with

attempted m*rder for pushing
his father off a cliff.

Well, he wasn't... because he didn't.

CHUCKLING: I say father,
but I have to admit,

I'm a bit confused by the
situation.

Is it true what I hear that that
woman there is Finn's birth mother?

Yes, but I brought him up.

Hmm, flighty, was she, your sister?

Had the baby
and then flitted off to America?

Assumpta was in
a very difficult situation!

She gave her child up cos she
knew he'd be better off with me.

How's Eve getting
on at the police station?

Oh, very well on the whole,

though she says there's a great
deal to sort out.

No doubt your Finn dropped
the ball before he left,

what with all the upset.

Oh, there's the bishop.

I'll just go and say hello.

He's not of my denomination but,
sure, you can't have everything.

SHE CHUCKLES

God give me strength.

That was very nice, Concepta.

What was?

Standing up for your sister
like that.

Families have to stick together,
after all.

Think we're going in.

We won't take up too
much of your valuable time, Rick.

You see, we found...

..stolen jewellery in your
possession.

Plus, you match various descriptions
of the man seen impersonating

a police officer and who conned a
pensioner

out of their treasured possessions.

The icing on the cake is that we
have a witness who saw you

wearing the uniform
and who identified your tattoo.

And that witness has even offered to
pick you out of a digital ID parade.

It's not looking good, is it?

No, it's not.

But we can, however,
offer you a small silver lining.

Meaning?

Tell us who gave you that
list of vulnerable pensioners,

and we'll put in a good word
with the judge.

Tell him or her
how cooperative you've been.

What do you say, Rick?

I'm saying...

..I'm not a grass.

No comment.

It's obvious Marlene's mum
wrote that list.

She used to live in Port Devine.

I agree with you, Cub.

So let's get her in.
Ask her about it.

That might be tricky.

I need to see what your boss,

also known as my wife,
wants to do about it.

You all right? Yeah.

Where will you go

when my house is sold?

I haven't even thought about it.

You can't go back to
Fort Lauderdale?

No.

Whatever boats I might have had
there are well and truly burnt.

And you're not going to accept
Siobhan and Finn's offer?

You know about that?

Of course I know about it.

Honestly, some people think
I was born yesterday.

We've got more than enough to charge
Rick Simpson with the burglaries.

Well, charge him.

The thing is... Rick has never
been to Port Devine before.

Someone wrote him
this list of targets.

You think it's Marlene's mother?

Oh, I know it is.

Give it here.

I'll handle this.

You get on with charging
Rick Simpson.

OK, Inspector.

Thank you all for coming today.

Sorry, this feels a bit weird, just
cos this was always Barry's job.

One of many.

He would have been delighted
with the turnout today.

Though he'd think it was no
more than he deserved.

And he'd be right.

Some of you might not know this,

but I was faced with
a choice at a difficult age -

leave Port Devine with my mum...

..or stay here with my stepdad,
Barry.

Or...

..or Uncle Barry, as I called him.

I hope my mum won't mind me
saying this, but I, erm...

..I made the right choice.

Here, let me.

"When I was 12,
I wanted to be like the other kids.

"They all had the same
surnames as their parents.

"But I was Hastings,
and Barry was Pettigrew.

"At school, I wouldn't answer to
Hastings any more.

"The teachers told Barry
so he had a wee word with me.

"He told me, if I still wanted,

"I could become Marlene Pettigrew
on my 18th birthday.

"It was a long time to wait,
but I never wavered.

"I've been proud to be
Marlene Pettigrew ever since.

"Of course,
Barry could be a funny old stick.

"He knew everybody's business
and always had an opinion on it.

"But he loved this town
and the people in it.

"Uncle Barry was my friend,
my mentor, my dad.

"He loved me...

"..completely, unselfishly...

"..and I loved him back."

Do you fancy some company?

Or am I too boring for you?

You not on duty?

I won't say anything if you won't.

You're not too boring.

I didn't mean that.

So, it's just the uniform you've
got a problem with, then?

I suppose.

So, what if I were to take it off?

That's definitely
not my handwriting.

But you do know a Rick Simpson?

That deadbeat.

I haven't seen him in weeks.

So you didn't know
he was in Port Devine?

He's here?

SHE SCOFFS
That man is a melter.

He must have followed me down here.

What's he done this time?

We think he took Barry's keys
and his police uniform

and used them
to rob a vulnerable pensioner.

He did?! Well, I hope you lock him
up and throw away the key.

So you absolutely didn't let
him into Barry's house?

Of course not.

What's he saying?

Not a lot.

He's in custody.

Hmm, well, best place for him.

What about you? Will you be
sticking around for a bit?

Mm...

No. I'll, erm...
I'll get straight off.

When? This evening.

I'll, erm,
have one drink in Barry's honour

and then I'll head back to Belfast.

That would be wise.

What are you two talking about?

The Inspector was just telling me

they've got somebody
for the robbery.

Oh, yeah. Who?

A Rick Simpson.

He's from out of town.

Oh, so he must have
sneaked in to Barry's place

and taken his keys and the uniform.

He must have done. Mm-hm.

What a chancer...

SHE SIGHS

How are you feeling?

Grand.

Never better.

That's good.

I was speaking to Siobhan.

The test... won't harm the baby.

I know.

She told me too.

So what's stopping you?

It's not so much me it's... Clint.

Clint!

Love.

Wasn't Marlene's speech beautiful?

Aye.

Aye, it was.

I was just saying,
the paternity test.

There's no rush.

All right.

What's Brandi thinking,
locking the door?

She's meant to keep
the place open.

BANGING IN BACKGROUND

Clint, what was that?

I'll check it out. Wait here.

Think of the baby.

Hello! WOMAN: Shhh.

MAN: Oh, flip! Shhh.

Ryan, is that you?

Er, yes...

You haven't seen Brandi, have you?

You are kidding me.

Look, please don't tell Nicole.

Please...

Out!

DOOR OPENS

Brandi just locked the door
while she was in the loo.

Oh.

How was the funeral?

So sad.

Poor Marlene.

Why don't I get you a drink
and you can tell me all about it?

Oh.

So, no drama while we were away?

Nothing I couldn't handle.

What was that?

Just the wind, love.

I have to get off, munchkin.

So soon?

I'm finding it all a wee bit
too emotional, to be honest.

Yeah, that's fair enough.

I did love Barry, you know.

I know you did. See you soon?

Not if I see you first, munchkin.

I have a feeling
I owe you a massive thank you.

What for?

For keeping my ma out of jail.

Don't know what you're
talking about.

Do you, Luke? Not a clue.

SHE CHUCKLES

I hear you've offered Assumpta
a place to stay?

How did you know that?

Let's just say your Niamh
cracks under interrogation.

Well, I don't think
Assumpta is going to accept.

Why not?

She won't come if you're not happy
with the arrangement.

Why on earth would
she care what I think?

Hasn't what happened to Barry
taught you anything?

Like what?

Life's too short.

Do you know what I think?

He's got the hots for you.

As if.

I think I've just felt
the baby kicking!

What did you just say?

So, are you going to accept
Finn and Siobhan's offer?

I... haven't made my mind up.

Do you want to come?

Do you want me to?

No-one cares what I think.

We wouldn't be living
in the same house,

so that's a bonus.

I suppose we wouldn't have to see
too much of each other then.

Hardly ever.

I'll go and pack my bags...

..shall I?

Go on.

Not that I care either way.

Do you know where Marlene is?

These just arrived for her.

At this hour? It's a bit late.

Who are they from?

Someone called Shelley.

Are you OK, boss?

You're not to tell Marlene that
flowers arrived from Shelley.

Why not?

Because Shelley's supposed
to be dead.

Isn't it too early for the baby
to be kicking yet?

There it is again.

Mm.

I can't feel anything.

No. It is too early.

You shouldn't be able to
feel the baby

moving for a couple of weeks yet.

I suppose it could be the veggie
curry I had for lunch.

Right, I've changed my mind.
About what, my love?

I can't stand this any more.
The waiting.

We're doing that test
as soon as possible.

The sooner we find out who the
father of this baby is, the better!