01x02 - Show Thyself

[bunniefuu]

- Father Percy was found dead.

- He was a family friend.

I'm sorry for, er, your loss.

We just wanted

a quick word with you, Lorna.

Do you remember the last time

you saw Father Percy?

Someone's

trying to cover their tracks.

Hello? Who is that?

- Please don't take my baby!

- [BABY CRIES]

[SHE SCREAMS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Called the Eadrom Group, they're

prepared to lobby on our behalf,

to get the state to recognise

that the convent was a former

Magdalene Laundry.

[ECHOING, WHEELS SQUEAK]

[ECHOING CONTINUES]

[ECHOING GROWS LOUDER]

[CLATTERING]

How many times do I

have to tell you? Get over there!

Come along, girls!

Oh, I'm so tired, Clemence.

Come on, concentrate,

only a few hours left.

Silence!

- Move along, girls!

- ALL: Yes, Sister Eileen.

[BABY CRIES]

- Move along!

- Yes, Sister Eileen.

[BABIES CRY]

[CRYING ECHOES]

[ECHOING STOPS, BIRDS CHIRP]

WHISPERS: Oh, sh*t.

[PHONE RINGS]

WHISPERS: Who's

this calling you now?

[RINGING STOPS]

[PHONE VIBRATES]

Aoife.

So that's your name.

[PLOP!]

[JINGLE PLAYS]

No.

No. No, no, no, no!

sh*t!

This is Father Percy's car

leaving Dublin last Thursday.

Obviously, that's not him driving.

Looks to be a woman

in the passenger seat.

This is it?

- Er, yeah.

- And nothing from the speed vans?

No.

No, he drove the speed limit

all the way,

avoided the main roads

wherever possible.

I'll run these back to Dublin,

get them out

to every station in the country,

see if this guy has a record.

- Where did you get those?

- Barry's.

- Do you like them?

- I do.

They're all right, aren't they?

They are.

And you've none at all

with the woman's face visible?

No.

So, one of them's our m*rder*r, huh?

Probably our arsonist, too.

We'll need to check all local CCTV.

Who owns the stables

at the back of the station?

Maybe they saw something.

The horses won't f*ck.

- Come again?

- The horses

[HORSE WHINNIES]

they won't f*ck each other.

That helpful to you?

I'm honestly not sure.

The fire scared my studs

into a bunch of frigid q*eers.

Who's going to make me square

for that?

I noticed your property runs up

along the back of the station.

Are you suggesting I had something

to do with it?

No, I'm wondering had you any CCTV?

[HORSE NEIGHS]

Easy!

They say a horse is a great judge

of character, Detective.

Can always sniff out the bad ones.

Is that why you keep

so many of them, Mr Coughlan?

Lot of bad ones around here?

I keep them because my father kept them.

- Lad, do you know who my father was?

- Why, did your mother not tell you?

Come on, Thomas,

did you see anything or not?

I know who started that fire.

I saw her running down towards

the garage after it started.

Who?

Amy Kane, of course.

- Do me a favour, Thomas.

- Don't pretend it doesn't make sense,

Massey, it's exactly

the kind of thing she would do.

Do you expect us

to take you seriously, do you?

Then, why are you here,

asking me questions?

f*ck off, the pair of you,

I have work to do.

Come on.

Are you all right?

Looks like we're speaking

to Amy Kane again, so.

I guess we f*ck' are.

- [TINNY MUSIC PLAYS]

- WHISPERS: Come on!

Just checked,

there's nothing in the back.

Can you check again, please?

I'll be with you in a minute,

Clemence.

I want to get out of here, Lorna.

I want to be with my baby.

So do I, Clemence.

We will.

I promise you.

[SHE LAUGHS]

- And you were working here all night?

- Yep.

Someone reckons they witnessed you

running away from the fire, Amy.

They're a f*ck' liar.

I was here the whole time.

Did you see anyone approaching

the Garda station that night,

sometime between 3 and 4am?

Not a soul all night.

I don't think you can smoke that

in here, Amy.

- I'm nowhere near the pumps.

- Maybe your CCTV picked something up?

Monitors are in the sales office.

Have at them. They only cover

the pumps, not the road.

Have you seen anyone like this

around?

Maybe last Friday, he was in here?

You have, haven't you?

It's hard to tell from the picture.

There was a man a bit like that

came in, acting all unscrewed,

wanted to buy a bottle of vodka.

- Did he pay with a card?

- I wouldn't serve him.

Why?

Wanted to pay cash,

spilled coins all over the counter.

- Seen he had a five-year chip.

- You mean like a sobriety chip?

- When was this, Amy?

- Friday. Sometime after ten.

We need to get a look

at the cameras.

Start looking at 12-step programmes,

- cross-reference anyone with a record

- You, Dublin stay.

It was Thomas Coughlan, wasn't it?

He said he saw me starting the fire?

Well, you know I can't say.

Of course you'd take his side.

Men protecting men.

No, I'm on no-one's side.

No?

So you don't know Father Percy?

I saw your face the other day

when I said I was happy he was dead.

Is that everything you have

to tell us, Amy?

Yes, Officer.

Thanks for your help.

[CHILDREN SHOUT]

Yeah, that's the right one.

Now, then, anything else?

No, no, that's it.

- Actually, have you got a plug I can use?

- Yeah,

- I can stick it in back here for you.

- Thanks.

[DOOR BELL CHIMES]

Morning, Damian.

Morning, Massey.

Might I ask you,

any chance we can get a wee

look-in at your security tapes

from Sunday night?

We're hoping to get a glimpse

of that fella who started the fire.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Right.

Now

You're saying

he came down this road?

The camera will have

picked him up for sure.

Right.

Just bear with me a second, now,

this takes a few minutes.

How are you, Lorna?

A bit of DIY, is it?

No, erm

[PHONE VIBRATES]

- There you go.

- Er No, no.

What time are we looking for here,

Colman, 3.30?

- 3.30am.

- 3.30am, yeah.

- Keep going.

- 3.30am

- Keep going, a little further.

- Right.

- Come on, that's it.

- I don't see anyone.

There, is that someone?

- Erm, yeah, looks like someone there.

- Can you zoom in, Damian?

Yeah, just give me a second there,

hang on.

Ah! Jesus!

Oh, for f

Sorry, lads, something's

not right here.

I might not be able to help you.

I'll have to get someone

to take a look at it.

- [SHE GASPS]

-

WHISPERS: Oh, sh*t! sh*t.

[PLOP!]

[DISTANT CHATTER]

OK, Dublin have sent a match

on the images.

Dara O'Halloran -

one count of aggravated burglary,

two counts of as*ault

causing serious harm.

He had a little spell in Mountjoy

a few years ago, joined AA.

So much for being anonymous.

Sorry, Dara.

Well, he's not from Kilkinure.

Anything on the woman?

No.

There is a number for the fella.

This is his last known location.

Ah, but that's close to Carrick,

- that's not far from here.

- Can we not get a more exact location?

No, no, the towers out here are

few and far between, but, sure,

if he uses the phone again,

we'll get a closer match.

[RINGING TONE]

[PHONE RINGS]

Aoife?

THROUGH PHONE SPEAKER: Aoife?

- Hello?

- Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Aoife?

Hi.

You what?

Was that Aoife?

Think you've the wrong person, love.

You were talking to Aoife

just now, I heard you.

f*ck off and leave me alone!

Look

my name's Grace.

I knew Aoife from the convent.

What are you supposed to be, a nun?

I was.

I haven't seen Aoife in years,

and then she calls me up

- and tells me to meet her here and

- You spoke to Aoife? When?

- This morning.

- And what did she tell you?

She said she needed my help

to find someone,

a woman from the convent.

Why was she looking for her?

If you're such a good friend

of my wife's,

how come I've never heard of you

before Grace?

Well, I told you already

I haven't

seen your wife in a very long time.

What was she trying to tell

this woman?

It was about her child, wasn't it?

What the f*ck did Aoife do?

She didn't do anything. She was

trying to do the right thing.

That's why she came back here.

Wait, no, what are you doing?

- I'm calling her.

- She won't answer, she won't

Where's my wife?

I don't know.

I don't know where she is.

You're that woman she went to meet,

aren't you? You're Clemence.

What?

Clemence? Clemence Tooley?

Do you think I'm afraid to hurt you,

do you?

How are you, Tom? How are things,

all right?

- f*ck!

- Hey!

Hey!

Hold it right there. You're under

arrest for the m*rder

of Father Percy Sheehan. You're not

obliged to say anything unless

MASSEY: You're not

obliged to say anything

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[DOG BARKS]

[CONTINUES BARKING]

[BARKING]

[GATE CREAKS]

[ECHOING WHISPERS]

[HE GASPS]

[HE GROANS AND PANTS]

[BARKING CONTINUES]

[TYRES SCREECH]

[SHE GASPS AND PANTS]

[BABY CRIES]

[SHE GASPS]

Sh!

[BABY CRIES]

Sh!

[BABY COOS]

Sh!

[LORNA GASPS]

GASPS: Clemence?

[BOAT HORNS HOOT]

[SHE RAPS ON DOOR]

Lorna? Jesus!

Do you know what time it is?

Erm, I need to talk to Clemence.

It's important, David.

Are you sleepwalking?

No! Can you wake her, please?

- You're not talking to Clemence.

- Look, this is about her child.

I think Clemence spoke to someone

who knows something about our kids.

- Take your hand off the door.

- Did you hear what I just said?!

I don't want to hear about it.

Haven't you done enough

without dragging up more of

this shite? Leave my sister alone.

If you come around here again,

I'll call the police.

So you've declined

legal representation. Why is that?

- No comment.

- So what was it, then,

a robbery went sideways, or was it

something more personal?

No comment.

Or did you just steal the car,

you've nothing to do with

the m*rder?

No comment.

You know you don't

actually have to say, "No comment"?

[HE SIGHS]

We know you weren't alone.

Which one of you k*lled him?

Was it you, was it her?

Was it a two-man job?

It wasn't a two-man job.

Sorry, could you say that again,

please?

It was me, all right? Only me.

I

I k*lled that priest.

Why?

Like you said, a robbery got

out of hand. It was an accident.

I never meant to hurt him.

Why did you come to Kilkinure?

Father Percy used to work here

at the convent.

That's the man you k*lled.

I didn't know the man.

So it was just a coincidence

that you came here?

That's right.

Walk me through the m*rder.

So you break in where, then?

What?

Do you head for the living room

first, do you go upstairs?

Where did you find Father Percy?

He was coming down the stairs.

I must've woken him.

That's where we found him,

bottom of the stairs.

Yeah, well, that's where I

- where it happened.

- Like the papers said?

Did they?

How did you k*ll him?

You know how I k*lled him.

I know, but I want to hear it

from you,

want to know how this woman

was involved.

She wasn't involved.

Well, which one

of you was holding the knife, then?

- I was.

- How many times did you stab him?

I can't remember.

- Just the once.

- You sure?

I can't remember. It was dark.

It might have been

a couple of times.

The papers didn't report that,

did they?

I don't know what the

f*ck' papers said, do I?

They didn't report a m*rder weapon,

either.

Now, let's get back to that woman.

I'm guessing, since you're ready

to cover up for her,

she's someone close to you?

Did she have a reason

to k*ll Father Percy?

She didn't k*ll him.

Well, one of you did

and it obviously wasn't you, so

- She didn't do it!

- Fine.

Look, Dara, if you want us

to draw our own conclusions,

- we'll just call it a day, then.

- No, listen to me.

[HE SIGHS]

She went to the house, all right?

But it was only to talk to the man.

Why would she want

to talk to Father Percy?

They used to work together.

My wife was a nun.

Your wife was a nun?

Here at the convent?

Yeah, at the House of the Sacred

f*ck' whatever.

You mean

the Sisters of the Seven Joys?

Whatever it's called. But she left

that place a long time ago.

- She hasn't seen that man in decades!

- So where is she now?

Leave Aoife out of this.

She's the one who's suffered here.

She still wakes up screaming,

because she thinks she sees kids

standing at the foot of our bed.

And now she's missing!

And our daughter's at her wits' end.

What about the woman from the bar?

Why aren't you looking for her?

What are you saying? That wasn't

your wife with you at the bar?

I told one of yous this already!

Grace, she said her name was.

That was a lie. obviously.

Proper oddball,

asking all sorts of questions

about Aoife, about the priest.

- Why is no-one looking for her?

- What did she look like?

Yay high, Joan of Arc f*ck'

haircut on her.

She knows where Aoife is.

And yous need to find her!

[RATTLING]

[ELECTRONIC WHIRRING]

We'll hide the babies in the laundry

basket.

Then, when we get to the hotel,

he'll go inside.

And then we get out and run.

What if the babies start crying?

The driver will hear us.

They won't cry.

They'll be with their mammies.

Watch the step. Come on, this way.

- Are you all right getting out there?

- James, hi.

I'm so sorry,

we're a few minutes late.

Can you give us two more minutes,

OK?

Clemence?

You came?

- I'm shittin' a brick.

- It's a nice place, though, isn't it?

Yes, it's very nice. We used

to clean their sheets for them.

- You're kidding me?

- No!

sh*t!

Are you cold, Peggy?

The wind, it nearly took me away.

Hey!

Clemence, can we talk?

- Clemence

- I know something you don't know.

- What do you want, Amy?

- Nothing.

I just wanted to let you know

I've got your back.

Us mothers have to stick together,

haven't we?

- Sister, how are you?

- It's a pleasure.

Well, we won't take up too much

of your time, Sister.

The woman we're enquiring about is

Sister Aoife Cassidy.

She would have been here

sometime between 1983 and 1987.

It's such a long time ago.

Before my time, obviously.

I can't promise anything,

but I'll do my best.

And we appreciate that, Sister.

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLACK]

That's odd,

there's no record of her.

Perhaps one of the older Sisters

might remember her?

Could we speak to someone

from her time?

I don't think that's going to

be possible.

Right, well, we wouldn't

want to disturb

Or we can just bring them

down to the station,

if you'd prefer

this to be more official.

I'm sure they'd be happy to help,

this being an investigation

into the m*rder of a priest.

My name is James Coyle,

and I'm the co-founder

of the Eadrom Group.

I'm inspired by the courage

you have shown coming here today

to share your stories.

Truly.

I want you to know

that it's going to be worth it.

I'm going to be using your stories

to build us a case.

We are going to get the state

to acknowledge

what they should

have acknowledged

a heck of a time

ago, if you'll excuse my language.

And now I am going to shut my trap,

because it's you

we are here to hear from today.

OK.

Who'd like to speak first?

Um, did anyone bring anything

they'd like to show today?

Does anyone want to talk

about any of these these things?

What's that you brought, Amy?

Nail clippers?

[SHE SIGHS, CLEARS HER THROAT]

There was this one nun,

and she was a real sadistic b*tch

when it came to punishment.

Whenever it was ironing,

she'd hover over me the entire time

because, well, she knew,

I was no good at the ironing.

The moment a crease appeared,

she'd pull out a little pair

of clippers, and

[SHE EXHALES]

she'd cut all my fingernails

back too far.

And then I'd bleed.

And

there'd be blood

all over the sheets

and that would give one of

the other nuns cause

to punish me properly.

And I used to think it

was like, you know

it was like

she was feeding sharks, you know?

Blood on the sheets,

blood in the water.

I saw her do it to you too, once,

Lorna.

What was that for?

LORNA: I was telling

knock, knock jokes.

How did you get the clippers, Amy?

They're not the actual clippers,

you know?

You know, symbolic.

COYLE: There's a sheet

of paper there. What's that?

That's mine.

That's those are my, erm,

exam results, apparently.

They used to send those back

to my mother to make her think

I was sitting my exams

instead of working

a calendar machine

16 hour a day.

"Writing, 86%, maths"

We don't lock the doors here.

For some reason,

they assumed I was older

IN A HIGH-PITCHED VOICE:

We don't lock the doors here.

This isn't a prison.

You can leave any time you want.

But where would you go?

Who would have you?

DEEPER: No-one wants you.

You're a sinner.

[SHE SCOFFS]

We're here to help you, Lorna.

To teach you how

to be a proper mother.

Now, be a good girl now

and tell us what you and Clemence

had planned.

[BABIES GURGLE AND COO]

Look

WHISPERS: Come on.

This is my baby.

You were right, Lorna,

she isn't crying.

And if you're good,

only if you're very good,

you can leave here with your baby.

[DOOR OPENS]

Lorna? Lorna?

- Give her to me.

- No, no, she's mine!

No.

No! Stop! No!

- No! Lorna!

- [BABY CRIES]

How could you do this?

No! No! No!

How could you do this to me? No! No!

[SNIPPING]

[SHE SOBS]

Thank you, Lorna.

You are a good girl.

I'm not good.

I'm not good, I'm not.

SOBS: I didn't want to do it!

I'm sorry!

[SHE SOBS]

Sister, two detectives

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

That's all right, bring them in.

Detectives?

This is Sister Eileen.

She was Mother Superior

at the time in question.

You've finally caught me.

[MASSEY LAUGHS] Yeah.

Er, sister, this is Detective

Colman Akande, from Dublin.

How do you do?

Yeah, we'd just like

to ask you a few questions, please,

if you have the time, of course.

Have you recently been in contact

with a Sister Aoife Cassidy?

"Recent" is a very relative term to

an old anchorite like myself.

Say in the last week?

It's understandable, of course,

if you don't remember

Sister Aoife at all.

That's a title we take

very seriously around here.

Aoife Cassidy never

made her final vows,

so please don't call her that.

That must be why she didn't show up

on your system, so.

But you do remember her?

Oh, I remember her.

She was a lovely woman.

But troubled.

- She didn't take to the work, poor girl.

- And you haven't seen her?

I haven't seen that woman

for about oh, 30 years.

That would have been around

the time Father Percy Sheehan

used to work here, wasn't it?

I read about him in the paper.

Why would someone want to hurt

Father Percy?

You don't suspect that Miss Cassidy

had anything to do with that,

do you?

No, we were just hoping

to talk to this woman

as part of our inquiries.

You say she didn't take to the work.

What did you mean by that?

You had to have the stomach

for our kind of job.

Especially with the babies.

It was awful easy to get attached

to those lovely babies.

That'd be the Mother and Baby home?

Speak up?

You're saying Aoife Cassidy worked

in the Mother and Baby home?

There was no Mother and Baby home.

This was a training centre.

A few of the girls got into trouble,

that's all.

- But we did all we could for them.

- Like what?

Well, they came to us.

Their families sent them to us

because they knew

that they'd be better off with us.

And we received no compensation

from their families.

No funding whatsoever

to support those young women.

Is that why you ran a laundry

as well?

We had a small laundry facility.

And it wasn't for profit.

And it wasn't for punishment.

And it wasn't for any horrible thing

you might be imagining.

It was our only means of supporting

those girls.

And every government investigation

and report said that same thing!

Some would paint a very different

picture of this place.

I've no doubt they would.

But the truth of it is, some

of those girls couldn't be helped.

They were never destined

to be mothers.

We did all we could for them.

You didn't answer my question

about Father Percy.

What was his involvement here

with the Sisters of the Seven Joys?

Father Percy gave Mass

in the chapel on Sunday.

Once in the morning

and once in the evening.

- That's all?

- That's it.

And is this the only convent

that he said Mass at?

Ah, forgive me,

my memory's not what it used to be.

I'm tired.

Sorry, Detectives,

we'll have to stop there for today.

Thank you for your time, Sister.

I read something downstairs

in the office, something in Latin.

"Montra esse te matrum."

- "Monstra te esse matrem."

- What does that mean?

"Show thyself a mother."

LORNA: What did Aoife tell you

about our kids, Clemence?

You spoke to her, didn't you?

Look, what did she tell you?

Hey, Clemence! Clemence,

it's time to go!

Are they alive?

- Come on, Clemence, what did she say?

- She

That's enough, Lorna.

She God, I really I can't!

- It's all right, it's all right.

- [CLEMENCE SOBS]

I'm sorry.

Can we talk tomorrow, please?

I'll tell you everything.

I'll tell you everything.

Clemence, come on.

You nearly had

the head off that poor woman.

"Poor woman"?!

I'd half a mind to request a warrant

and turn the entire place

top to bottom.

- To look for what, exactly?

- Aoife Cassidy, for starters.

Why are you working so hard

to connect this crime to this place?

Why are you working so hard

to disconnect them?

It feels like you've been trying

to knock off early since this began.

I know this town, OK?

It's not all about that,

it's about listening

to what's around you.

And I'll tell you something else,

if Aoife Cassidy was

still in this town,

we'd have heard something by now.

Yeah, that's something else

that's been bugging me.

Oh, yeah, what's that?

You keep on about this tight-knit

community of yours,

the dependability of your network

of chatter and gossip,

where everyone knows

everything about everyone.

Someone farts in church on Sunday

morning and the entire town's

laughing about it before lunch,

and yet, in that f*ck' building

back there, I'm hearing girls were

locked up and children were stolen,

and you're trying to tell me

no-one knew anything about it?

How does something like that

escape your network?

Because there's knowing

and there's knowing.

[HE SIGHS]

[COLMAN GASPS]

Are you OK?

[COLMAN GASPS]

All right, all right!

- Hey, hey!

- [GATE CLANGS]

Whoa! You're all right.

You're all right, cub,

you're all right.

Take a big breath, a big one.

Come on, slow it down.

Slow it down, you're all right.

[COLMAN GASPS]

Have you ever had one of these

before?

Not in years.

I was born

in a Mother and Baby home.

Nothing like that place, just

It's all right.

- Just

- It's all right.

It's fine.

It won't happen again.

- [MUSIC PLAYS, CRISPS CRUNCH]

-

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I do remember you.

You know, you say

I didn't remember you, but I do.

Huh?

The last time I saw you was

at that disco in the GAA club.

You were wearing way too much denim.

That sounds about right.

That is a lot of crisps.

They're mine.

I've this thing I do,

where I take one of one flavour

and another of another flavour,

and I eat them at the same time.

So it kind of makes, like,

a whole new kind of

You're a bit weird, aren't you?

Were you always like this?

I don't remember you being so weird.

I suppose I was.

You know, you haven't changed,

either.

At school you were always

the funny one.

- I was not.

- You were.

- I thought you were.

- Funny?

No. You're thinking

of someone else, Michael.

I'm not!

- You were funny.

- No, I was not funny.

OK.

[BABY CRIES]

I'm so f*ck' tired.

You're not sleeping well?

Not sleeping.

What?

You know, you and your friend

wanted to take me

and my friend up to the

wailing woman's house that night.

That's right.

We did.

But you went home early.

[SHE YELLS]

- Yeah.

- Last orders!

[BELL RINGS]

I haven't been up there in 30 years.

[TRICKLING]

MICHAEL: Jesus!

I don't know why teenagers used to

think this place was romantic.

SCOFFS: They didn't.

They just had nowhere else to go.

Ah, I suppose you're right. That was

the country we were living in.

Having to come to a place like this

just to be together.

Can you get in?

[DOOR CREAKS]

[ECHOING LAUGHTER]

ECHOING: Look, you fizzed it up!

[LAUGHTER]

- BOY: You did that on purpose!

- GIRL: I did not!

- Yeah, you did!

- I did not!

Yes, you did!

ECHOING: Come on!

Come on! Come on, this way,

this way, come on!

BOY: Warmer.

Colder.

- Warmer.

- Stupid!

Warmer.

[GIRL GIGGLING]

Warmer.

Do you ever see Declan O'Brien?

Erm no.

Liar.

Erm

he's married.

Four or five kids.

Of course he is.

BOY, ECHOING: Come on up here, quick!

[BABIES CRY]

[SHE GASPS]

[CRYING ECHOES]

Stop! Stop!

Lorna, how could you do this to me?!

No! Stop! No! No! No!

How could you do this to me?!

No! No!

Give her back!

Can I be with my baby now?

IN DISTANCE: No! Stop!

[BABY GURGLES]

What are you waiting for?

Aren't you going to pick her up?

[RAGGED BREATHING]

Which one is mine?

Which one is yours?

And you call yourself a mother?

[SHE SOBS]

[BABIES CRY]

[CRYING INTENSIFIES]

[CRYING STOPS]

Lorna?

Are you all right?

Clemence knows what happened

to my kid.

She what?

She's telling me tomorrow.

I'm really scared.

I'm really scared.

[TRICKLING, SQUELCHING]

[ECHOING SCREAM]

Clemence?

Clemence?

Clemence?

Clemence?

[HE GASPS]

[ECHOING SCREAM]