01x05 - Ex Gratia

[bunniefuu]

Agnes, my daughter, she's dead.

29O children who died

at the convent

I could only find graves for three.

AMY: we're the only mammies left

- and we've been through hell together.

- Back off!

[CLUNK, QUIET GROAN]

COLMAN: My mam told me that

Father Percy put her in touch with

the House of the Sacred Shepherd

and I was adopted through them.

February, 1989.

What if they didn't shut down?

What if they just went underground?

LOLA: You went to Lazarus House?

What happened to me in there?

I don't want you coming back

to work for a while.

According to this, you're dead.

But you're alive?

Yeah.

So, this is fake, right?

But it's got Government stamps

and everything.

It's just like Agnes'.

Maybe she's alive, too?

Exactly.

So, you were born in a

Mother and Baby Home?

I don't

I don't talk about it much.

It's OK.

It's OK.

So, why are you showing

this to me now?

I took some files.

Evidence from Father Percy's house.

So, between that and these, maybe

maybe we could find out

what happened to your daughter.

Thank you.

How much of this is there?

Father Percy kept everything.

Letters, birthday cards,

Christmas cards from the families he

helped.

Right.

Jesus Christ!

What? What is it?

"Dear Father Percy, Merry Christmas

and a Happy New Year,"

"best wishes, Frank, Joyce and"

BOTH: Breda.

"Aged eight and four months."

Clemence had a daughter

called Breda.

That's her, in the middle.

Breda was born in '85.

The same month as Agnes.

It has to be her, right?

If it is her, and if Father Percy

was involved in her adoption,

maybe she has a death

certificate, too?

I don't know.

We can check.

Whoa, whoa!

Where did you get all of these?

Don't ask.

[SEA BIRDS CALL]

SKELLY: Oh, hey, Sarge, just

checking in to see how youtre doing?

I know you said you were sick,

but I can hear you clumping around

up there and I thought maybe

[HE SIGHS]

MUSIC: Do You Miss Me by Mimi Allen ♪

[SIZZLING]

Do you miss me ♪

[WIND CHIMES TINKLE]

When I'm not around? ♪

That you're happy for me ♪

- [MUSIC FADES]

- ♪

[HE SIGHS]

[LORNA MURMURS NAMES]

"Connor"

Here it is!

"Breda Tooley."

"Cause of death - asthma."

"2nd of May, 1986."

What the f*ck is going on?

Maybe Frank and Joyce can tell us.

"11, Mill Road."

That's it.

Mill Road? I mean,

how many Mill Roads are there?

Oh, loads.

Hey, can you? Look at that.

Something Heart Church?

"Sacred Heart Church."

f*ck, I mean, you can't throw

a stone in this country without

- hitting one of those.

- But how many are near a Mill Road?

That's very good work, Columbo.

One.

Two.

- Here.

- Three.

Four.

Five.

And that one's closest.

- Let's start there.

- OK.

Why do you think

he wanted to see me?

Maybe he wants to propose.

It's bad news. It has to be.

Hey, will you stop?

A sofa like this would be

nice in the living room.

Although you wouldn't want

to get sick on it.

Why would I be getting sick on it?

Not you, eejit, the baby!

Niamh! Anna! Hello.

- James, hi.

- No, no, no.

Please, please, stay where you are.

Er, can I get you anything?

- Tea, coffee?

- No, we're grand, thanks.

- I 'd m*rder a coffee.

- Ah, right, just a second.

Um

could I have, er,

one coffee over here, please?

Thank you.

What's this?

[SMACKS LIPS]

Well, I, um

I wouldn't go so far as to say

it's a slam-dunk,

as the Yanks might say, but

NIAMH: The State is recognising

the Kilkinure Convent

as a laundry.

Once those letters are signed,

yes, as a Magdalene Laundry.

And all of the women will be

entitled to their compensation.

- [SHE GASPS] You did it.

- Oh, my God

Oh, my God!

[SHE LAUGHS]

Oh, God

Oh, God

We didn't even know my mam was

in the laundry until after she passed.

Like, she never even told my dad.

That's how ashamed she felt.

And now this,

them openly acknowledging it

can you imagine what that

would have done for her?

VOICE BREAKING: I just wish

she was here to see it

She'd be so proud of you.

Well, there, um

There are

other women that we can help,

so the sooner we can get these

letters to them to sign, the better.

Thank you for this, James.

I'll get that coffee.

[SHEEP BLEAT]

[LOUD MUSIC BLARES]

MUSIC: Dearg Doom by Horslips

My love is colder

than black marble by the sea ♪

My heart is older

than the cold oak tree ♪

I am the flash of silver in the sun ♪

When you see me coming

you had better ♪

Run, run, run ♪

From Dearg Doom ♪

From Dearg ♪

COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYS

.. Baby, it's gone ♪

Are you OK?

Yeah.

[HE SWITCHES RADIO OFF]

You sure?

Yeah.

When did you last sleep?

Don't know. What day is it?

[WINDOW WHIRS]

It's Wednesday.

I don't know. Like, a week ago?

How much do you know about your mam?

Like, your your real mam, I mean.

As much as you know about Agnes.

Just her name.

What was her name?

Catherine.

Catherine.

Wait, you know, you had

one of those death certs, too.

Why don't we just ask your parents

if they knew what was going on?

It's complicated.

Right.

- Wait, stop!

- What?

Right, go left! Go left!

What?

SHOUTING: Go left!

The Sacred Heart Church!

This is it.

[SEA BIRDS CALL, SHIP'S HORN BLOWS]

[MUSIC PLAYS ON HEADPHONES]

[CLATTERING]

Sarge?

[MUSIC STOPS]

I thought you were off sick?

What's that?

I'm not sure yet.

Skelly

do you ever get tired

of being useless?

I'm sorry.

No, no, I don't mean that, no.

I mean

I mean, I feel useless.

And I'm sick and tired of it.

[MASSEY SIGHS]

[LINE RINGS]

Drennan.

Er, Detective Drennan,

yeah, Sergeant Massey, Kilkinure.

- Long time no speak, Massey.

- Lookit, I need you to forward me

on all of the latest materials

relevant to the case.

- What?

- Yeah.

- All of them?

- Yeah.

Pathologists' reports,

phone records,

whatever you have,

send everything.

I don't think that's pertinent.

Not pertinent?

Look, you do know

that the victim's car

was burned on state

property, do you?

- Yeah, of course, I do.

- Yeah, well, this is a small town

and now, not only do the locals have

a priest-m*rder*r to worry about,

- there's an arsonist to boot!

- Arson?

Arson, yeah, as in big fire that

nearly burned down our station.

Now, you don't think

that's pertinent, do you?

Well, I think that's very pertinent.

In fact, do you think

your superintendent might think

it was very pertinent, too?

Can you hold?

Oh, no bother at all.

Yeah, I can wait.

[BEEPING]

Stick the kettle on there, will ye?

Well, this is it.

Bresnahan.

Whoa, whoa, Lorna! Hold on.

We don't just

Look, I'll show them my badge,

tell them I'm investigating

irregularities

in the adoption process or

something.

OK? We'll play it from there.

What? Well, what about me?

You

Might be best

if you just say nothing.

- [COLMAN KNOCKS]

- What, I can't say anything

to the people who took

Clemence's daughter?

- [DOOR OPENS] Yeah?

- Hello.

Er, we're looking for the, er,

the Bresnahans?

My parents.

I'm house-sitting

for them at the moment.

- [DOG WHINES]

- Well, dog-sitting, really.

Can I help you with anything?

- You'd be?

- Breda.

- Er, who are you?

- Um

Sorry, I'm Detective Colman Akande.

Do you know

when your parents might be back?

CLEMENCE: This is my baby

Isn't she beautiful?

[BABY GURGLES]

How'd she know my name?

It might be best

if we spoke to your parents first.

[SHE SIGHS]

What's this about?

Your adoption.

Oh, God

[SHE SIGHS]

Are you my my birth mother?

No, no.

No, no, I'm not.

But I know her.

Knew her.

- You knew her?

- She, er

- Oh, my God, she's, um?

- Yeah.

A few days ago.

[EXHALES]

I'm so sorry, um

No, wait, I just wanted

to ask if you could

- [DOOR SLAMS]

- [SIGHS] Shite.

Oh, shite.

[DOOR OPENS]

What is this about, really?

My name's Lorna.

I was in the same

Mother and Baby Home as your mam.

This is you.

Ah, f*ck.

COLMAN: How long had you

known you were adopted?

Ages.

My folks told me

when I was really young.

Too young probably.

I was, like, "Mam! Dad!"

They were, like, "Let me stop you

there, sweetheart."

"In the interest of accuracy, we're

not your biological mam and dad."

[SHE CHUCKLES]

It's funny.

It's not funny. Sorry,

I don't know why I said that.

Was she, erm, was she funny?

My, erm, my birth mother?

No.

Oh.

My parents

had tried adopting before,

but the State said that they

were too old,

so someone they knew at Mass said

you should talk to Father So-and-so,

- he'll be able to help you out

- Father Percy Sheehan?

Yeah, I don't know his name.

But he told my folks

that there's this one baby

and she's not doing very well.

Erm, she's nine months but only

weighs as much as a newborn,

because her mother wouldn't

feed her. She just abandoned her.

Yeah.

Things weren't looking

good for Baby Breda.

My parents, they didn't want me

being shipped off to

St Alma's, you know?

St Alma's? What's that?

Erm, I don't know, but it's where

most of the kids went.

- Wait, most of the kids?

- Yeah.

Guess I was lucky, in a way.

Lucky?

Is that what you'd call yourself?

Yeah, my parents did everything

for me.

And they saved my life, getting me

out of there when they did.

No, we're not blaming them.

I mean, Jesus,

they remortgaged this house!

Wait, what?!

Yeah, to save me.

What?

- They paid to adopt you?

- No.

They gave money.

- How much money?

- I don't know, exactly.

Wait, who did they pay?

The people who'd been keeping you?

- No.

- Well, who, then?!

No, no, no, no!

It was a thank you. Jesus!

Youtre making it sound like

Look, you're not going to

make me hate my parents

No, we're not saying that.

I think, er, you two should go.

All right, thank you for your time.

Lorna?

You know what, she didn't

Your mother, Clemence,

she didn't just leave you there

and abandon you.

She would never have done that.

She loved you, right?

She always loved you.

[SHE SOBS, DOOR OPENS]

St Alma's Church,

St Alma's School,

St Alma's Well.

The way she talked about it,

all those kids,

maybe it was an orphanage?

[MOBILE VIBRATES]

Have you found anything?

- Colman!

- What?!

Did you find anything?

Do you have Breda's

death cert with you?

She said she was adopted

when she was nine months old, right?

So, it will be sometime in May?

Er, yeah.

Her death cert says

she died of asthma on May 2nd.

Now, look at what Father Percy

has marked down that same day.

Private donation. Roof, £5,000.

£5,000 is no small chunk of change

now, but 30 years ago

Yeah, she said they

remortgaged their home.

Yes. Look at what pops

up at the end of the month.

Another private donation.

Furnishings, £7,500.

It's another kid.

February 25th.

Private donation.

General repairs, £4,500.

April 2nd. Private donation.

Hymn books, £6,718.36.

- That's a weird number.

- Go to September.

What?

September 18th, 1986.

Private donation.

Upkeep, £10,887.09.

[ECHOING: BABY GURGLES, SHE LAUGHS]

They sold her.

- It's called human trafficking.

- They f*ck' sold her!

- Hey! Hey!

- Sold her!

Hey! Lorna, give me that!

- Give me that!

- They sold her

- This is evidence

- Yeah, it's my life!

Hey, it's my life, too.

For all I know, my parents

could have made

one of these donations, too.

Right.

So, can we please

go and talk to them?

But theytre admitting it, right?

- Everything that happened?

- Yes.

If you sign this,

the Irish State will recognise

that you were placed in

a Magdalene Laundry

and forced to work there

against your will.

And that's what they're calling it?

A Laundry?

Not a training centre

- or an industrial school or?

- No.

- [SHE SIGHS, DEEPLY]

- They're saying it was a Laundry.

Well, thank God for that.

We should be as loud

about this as possible

because there's still people out

there who need to know.

They can take on the Church

and the State and you can win.

Sorry, guys, I'll just be

I'll just be a minute, OK?

Ah, you came!

- We did it!

- We did it!

- You all right?

- Mm-hm.

- [ALL SNIFFLE]

- NIAMH: Guys.

- sh*t.

- Everyone

Erm, this is Carmel.

- No f*cking way.

- Hello?

Oh, my goodness.

She was a friend of my mother's

at the Laundry.

Well, whatts a f*cking nun

doing here?

Carmel wanted to celebrate

with you all.

Carmel still lives at the Convent

and the, er, Sisters look after her.

Yeah, guys,

do we want to maybe take our drinks

and we can all sit up

here beside Anna and

maybe have a catch-up or

Where's Lorna Brady?

She'd be loving this.

So, you work with Colman?

Sort of.

She was in a Mother and Baby Home

when she was a teenager.

Her child was taken from her.

My goodness.

Thanks for the tea.

On the phone, you said

you wanted to talk?

Yeah.

With my adoption, did you go to

Father Percy or did he approach you?

He heard that we were having

trouble having a child

and he offered to help.

Did you pay for me?

Did we pay for you?

- What are you saying?

- Was there money involved?

- Could you give us a moment?

- Er, yeah

No. No, I 'd like her to stay.

You can stay. She deserves to hear

this as much I do.

I don't understand what you're

asking me.

I'm asking you

if money exchanged hands, Mam?

Oh, not like that.

- Not like how you're saying.

- What happened, then?

Father Percy told us that it was

expected that we make a donation.

Did you?

Yes, but

[HE SIGHS]

- What?

- Nothing.

No, tell me. What's wrong?

[HE SCOFFS]

That wasn't a donation, Mam.

That's not what they told us.

That's not what they said.

You don't know what it was

like for people like us back then.

The way your father

and I were treated.

Everyone turned us away.

But the Church the Church

welcomed us.

They wanted to help.

You wouldn't have lasted

another week in that place.

Do you know if she wanted me?

Did you ever ask her?

I did ask once.

But Father Percy said he didn't want

to speak ill of anyone.

Not even someone who had

abandoned their child.

So I didn't ask again

Yeah, but she could be out

there right now.

Catherine, my mother,

looking for her child.

Right now!

Just like Lorna is.

[CHILDREN CHATTER]

[LOW GROWLING]

Run, Colman. Hide!

The Cruelty Man is coming! Run!

[DRAGGING FOOTSTEPS, LOW SNARLING]

Don't make a sound,

or he'll hear you!

[THUD!]

This is all we have from back then.

Everything they gave us.

Who's this?

I think that's one of the men

Father Percy introduced us to.

[MOBILE VIBRATES]

- Hello?

- Lorna.

- Hi, Niamh.

- Finally, you're picking up.

- Are you OK?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Yeah, well, you weren't

answering earlier.

Yeah, well, I'm kind of

in the middle of something.

OK, well, erm, I've been trying to

get a hold of you because, erm,

- we've had a bit of good news.

- OK?

Yeah, there's going

to be an apology,

compensation, the whole shebang.

Everything we've been

working towards.

Did you hear what I said?

The Convent's going to be officially

recognised as a Laundry.

When did this happen?

I only got the letter this morning!

But, erm

We're down the Clew Bay

at the moment

having a bit of a get-together

to, you know, sign the letters

and have a drink,

if you'd like to join us?

Oh

No, I I'm in Dublin.

- What the hell are you doing in Dublin?

- It's a long story.

Hey, what did you

say about signing letters?

I'll send it to you right now.

I'll email it across.

Erm, do you think you'll

be back at all today?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know, Niamh.

- [GLASS SHATTERS]

- Jesus Christ!

Erm, look I 'd better go,

Amy's wrecking the gaff, but, um,

I'll see you if I see you, OK?

Yeah, OK.

Can we go?

"I hereby waive any right

of action against the State,"

"or any public body, arising out

of my admission to working in"

"Please insert name

of institution"

- Does this mean what I think it means?!

- Yes.

They're protecting themselves,

Lorna.

Wait, wait, so if we sign this,

no matter what else we find out,

they'll get away with it.

And anyone else who was involved,

they'll all get off Scot-free,

including Ignatius J McCullen,

whoever he is.

They're trying to bury this.

All of it!

You have to make sure

they don't sign, Lorna.

Yeah, I know.

- [BUBBLING]

- Still nothing?

Well, you know what they say

about a watched pot.

It called the kettle black?

- [DOOR OPENS]

- Give me strength.

[DOOR CLOSES]

- Sarge?

- Massey!

I want to press charges!

Christ. Right, er

Well, do you want to be a bit more

specific or do I have to guess?

Amy Kane, and all them other ones

that that Niamh has all riled up.

Barman at the Clew Bay

tells me her partner

has the function room there booked.

They're f*ck' celebrating!

"Celebrating"?

Word around town is

the Government's after caving.

Huh, believes every word

that they're claiming.

Is that right?

That's right, yeah.

And someone whose job it is

to keep the peace in Kilkinure

might be well advised to remind them

that digging up the past isn't

going to make 'em any happier.

Well, sure, it's out of my hands.

- Out of your hands?

- Mmm.

Whose side are you on?

[PHONE RINGS]

You know,

you were as much a part of this

as anyone else.

[BANG!]

On your head be it!

Sarge!

What?

That was Dublin.

Check your email.

Right.

C'mon, Peg, what're you going

to get with all that money?

And don't say double-glazed windows.

Well

I saw a picture

in a magazine. [CHUCKLES]

Some town in Morocco or Mongolia?

Bit of a

Bit of a difference there, Peg.

Well, wherever it was,

every wall and street was painted

the same blue as the sky.

Can you imagine that?

It's only a thought.

But just once,

to see a place like that.

How about you, Carmel? What are you

going to do with your share?

Me?

Sure, she doesn't even know

why she's here.

I'm giving my money to the Sisters.

[DOOR OPENS]

- Wait! You haven't signed it, have you?!

- Lorna, you're here.

Who the hell is that?

- [LAUGHS] I told ya!

- Isn't it great news, Lorna?

- It's great news!

- No, no, no!

- I don't think it is.

- What are you talking about?

Look, if you sign this,

you can't bring any further

action against the Church.

Did none of you read

the small print?

Yeah, no, we did, but why would we

want to bring

any further action against them?

I think

[SHE SIGHS]

No, I know. I know that the Convent

was selling our children.

Hundreds of them.

Maybe more.

That's ridiculous.

[LORNA SCOFFS] Right!

And now, they're trying to

silence us in exchange for money.

No. No, no, no.

That's not what this is.

This is a good thing we've

achieved here.

Did you not hear what

I just told you?

- Yeah, I did.

- They're trafficking our children!

OK.

OK, you see that?

That's Clemence's daughter.

Breda.

Alive and kicking.

And here

It says here that she died in 1986.

Which is a bit strange

considering I had a cup of tea

with her this morning.

MASSEY: You're dead?

COLMAN: According to the

House of the Sacred Shepherd, yes.

They were falsifying death

certificates to cover their tracks.

They weren't in the business

of adopting kids.

They were in the business

of selling them.

- "Selling them"?!

- Yeah. And I was one of them.

Lorna told me that she

found the names of hundreds

of dead children with

no burial records.

Thanks.

That's because they were not dead.

They were all trafficked.

I found something else meself.

Father Percy's phone records?

One call made from the priest's

phone that night

to a hotel in Dublin after 6pm,

which is odd, considering

Aoife Cassidy and her husband were

halfway to Kilkinure by then.

You see, Dublin reckons that

Father Percy just took a while,

you know,

to succumb to his injuries.

But still well enough to make

a phone call, though.

Yeah, but who might he have called?

Well, might have been the person

who stole the phone.

- So, he called the m*rder*r?

- Maybe.

Look, given that all of this is just

pure conjecture, who else would

have wanted to see a retired parish

priest get his head bashed in?

I mean, you said it yourself,

this is an operation of a

large number of people.

I do have the name of one.

- "Ignatius J McCullen."

- Now, if I wasn't on leave,

I 'd still have access

to the PULSE database

and I might be

able to find out more.

Well, sure, in for a penny

and all that.

Skelly?

So, Ignatius J McCullen.

I don't know what to make of this,

Lorna.

I don't know what you expect

us to do.

I'm asking you to help me.

I, I, I I can't fight this

on me own and

if I'm the only voice,

they'll just say I'm mad.

Who's "they"?

They? The The State.

The Church.

Her.

[LORNA SIGHS]

Look, as soon as you sign this,

everyone stops searching

for the truth.

This becomes the truth,

the State's version of events,

- but if no-one signs

- Yeah, if no-one signs,

it'll be another 20 years at least

before the State even considers

the status of the Laundry.

If at all!

- Some of us don't have that time, Lorna!

- I know.

I know

what I'm asking of you is huge.

I don't really like having

to remember that place.

Most days I think I 'd die happy

if nobody ever mentioned it again,

I really do.

They're admitting to the whole world

that what they did to us

was wrong.

They're only admitting it was wrong

so they can cover up how

awful it truly was!

I know

I know that this is not enough,

but, please, would you

let it be something, because

we can't pass this up,

Lorna. We can't!

Amy

Amy, please

Don't sign this.

What difference would it make

if I didn't?

It's a bit of money.

Nobody calling me a liar any more.

It sounds all right to me.

But you could find your child.

We both could.

They're trying to stop us

doing that.

I tm not like you.

Why will none of you listen to me?

Why should they?

When have you been there for them?

And after all the times you've gone

crying wolf, you're expecting them

to believe you now? Only recently

you were saying you k*lled someone.

That there was someone

in the walls of your house.

- There was. There was a woman!

- Oh, Lorna, please, Jesus Christ

Her name was Aoife Cassidy.

She was a nun and and she was

in in the Convent.

She was trying to help me. She was

trying to tell me about this!

But we we never got

the chance to speak.

[WOMEN SIGH]

Yeah, but for all I know,

you know, maybe, maybe,

maybe she was silenced

in the same way that they're trying

to silence us now!

WEAKLY: Oh, I'm I'm sorry,

I'm too tired for this.

Please, don't sign.

Carmel, would you like some help?

Going to say me piece is all!

Just going to say me piece!

Yeah, Thomas, get out.

This is a private event.

I know exactly what this is.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah, Massey speaking, what is it?

Massey, it's Don. Thomas

is here ranting and raving.

- Oh, is he now?

- He's in a right state []

Yeah, all right.

- Can you come down here?

- Yeah, all right!

I don't suppose you know

what the J stands for?

Yeah, there's a bit of trouble

down at the, er, Clew Bay.

I'll be back in an hour. Will you

let me know if you find something?

THOMAS: Everyone out there

talking about your big pay-out!

Now, who's going to be

paying for that, do you think?

The State, you gobshite!

So, where's the State going

to get its money from, eh?

Me!

All that lot.

We'll be footing the bill

cos the bunch of wh*res

couldn't keep their knickers

on 30, 40 years ago!

Go on, you prick.

Does that sound fair?

Yeah, it does.

[DOOR OPENS]

None of yous were in that place

without good reason!

Right, that's enough out of you,

Thomas. Let's go.

Now, don't pretend you don't

agree with me, Massey.

You know well that was the best

place for them.

Would you ever f*ck off away

with yourself?!

And you!

No-one knows better than me

why the priest was called on you!

- Leave her alone.

- Leave her alone?!

Well, what about me?

Where was anyone

when she was jumping all over me?

A married man!

And did that stop her?

Didn't stop you either, did it?

But you wouldn't let it lie,

would ye?

Nuns in there did you a favour.

A favour?

All right, Thomas, come on.

No, Massey, leave him!

Let him hear what I have to say!

Do you know what

they did to me in there?!

Do you know what happened to me

after you had your daddy

ring up the priest

to hide your little

f*cking embarrassment?!

I gave birth in that hellhole!

Nobody there beside me

except two b*tches

who didn't give a sh*t

whether I lived or died!

Who wouldntt give me

any pain relief!

Who wouldn't sew me up

down there after

[SHE SOBS]

They told me she was dead

long before

I even finished giving birth.

Without a trace of compassion

or remorse.

I think they would've rathered

I'd gone along with her.

They didn't give a sh*t

about me and my baby.

VOICE BREAKING:

They didn't even tell me

what they did with the body

And the next day

The next day, they had

me working in that Laundry.

I was only 15 years of age, Thomas!

I wouldn't wish that type

of suffering on anyone.

Not even you, you prick.

[SOBBING]

[SOBBING]

Sounds to me like the child

was better off.

- [SHE GRUNTS WITH RAGE]

- f*ck!

You f*cking b*stard!

Go on, Amy!

- Ah! Ah, Jesus!

- [SCATTERED APPLAUSE]

[AMY CRIES]

[AMY SOBS BITTERLY]

I'm so sorry.

I never knew.

[PAINED SOBS]

- Slipped, did he?

- ALL: Yes, he slipped.

Yes, he couldn't stand

Let's see if I can get you a little

plaster or something. Come on.

- Get off me!

- Good man. That's right, yeah.

- Come on.

- Get the f*ck away from me, Massey!

Calm yourself. That's right, yeah.

[SHE SOBS WEAKLY]

You should sign.

[SHE SNIFFLES]

[SHE EXHALES]

[SHE GROANS]

Niamh? Is everything OK?

Something's up, something's up!

Sit down.

Call an ambulance.

Oh, sh*t.

[NIAMH GROANS]

f*ck! Jesus!

I'm a midwife, OK?

Er, I need an ambulance,

Clew Bay Social Club.

- MAN: Hello?

- Yeah.

Hello, I'm back.

Er, I did speak to your colleague

about this yesterday?

Yeah, no.

Er, I just wanted to call

to confirm it.

That call just came into reception,

but it was never forwarded

to a room.

Do you know who took

it at reception?

It was a very busy night.

There were three large

events taking place.

- Whoa, what, what events?

- Ah, one moment, please.

What is it?

News archive -

Brookfield Jesuit News, April 1994.

The opening of the Wisconsin

Holy Cross Adoption agency,

formerly the House of the Sacred

Shepherd, founded by Jim McCullen.

He dropped the Ignatius.

He'd f*ck' want to and all.

A few years later,

he starts going by James.

I guess it sounded

fancier than Jim.

Where did you find that?

Interpol.

Why was he listed on Interpol?

No arrests, but he was questioned

for doing fund raising

for the Life, Love & Liberty

Foundation

right up until they bombed

a couple of ab*rtion clinics

about a decade ago.

Lovely bunch of lads!

Do you have a picture of him?

- Yeah, but it's about 20 years old.

- Hmm.

Detective?

- Detective?

- Yeah.

On that night we were hosting

two weddings and a conference.

What was the conference?

Er, it was the Eadrom group.

I believe it was something

to do with the survivors

of the Magdalene Laundries,

that sort of thing.

Detective?

Hello, Detective?

That's James Coyle.

[SHE SCREAMS]

Oh, Jesus!

[SHE GASPS]

There's still no ambulance!

Can somebody go to the bar?

Ah, it's hardly the time, Sister.

- We're going to need some towels.

- I'll go!

OK, sweetheart, just breathe, OK?

What have you been eating?!

Sorry, I had a lot of

cheese sandwiches.

- OK, I'm sorry.

- That's it, Niamh, you're breathing well.

- Right, keep that up.

- Remember to breathe

to the rhythm of Staying Alive.

You know, ha, ha, ha

- No, Niamh, don't do that.

- Here.

Thank you.

Now push!

No!

I remember Aoife Cassidy.

I'm not surprised

she came back to help you.

There was always something

special about that girl.

We sensed it.

And when she

didn't complete her vows,

when it happened,

we knew for sure.

When what happened?

Oh, the doctors had some sort of

fan-dangled name for it.

But we all knew what it was.

A miracle!

And I was there to see it.

What are you talking about?

She died

and she rose again.

God brought her back for a reason.

Maybe it was you.

Oh, Christ.

[SHE GASPS]

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[SHE TAKES DEEP BREATH]

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