03x07 - Episode 7

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PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE

Yeah, I can hear his phone in there.
- Keep trying.

Has Ned ever missed an appointment
with you before?
- Never.

That's why I'm so concerned.

He was diagnosed with dementia three
months ago.

- Is Ned OK?

- Hi, Hughie. Yeah, we're checking on
him now.

- We're supposed to be fishing today.

- When did you last see Ned?

- Yesterday. Here, about three
o'clock.

- All OK at the time?
- Yeah, yeah. Top form.

- OK.

Ned?

- PHONE RINGS

- Hello?

Ned?

I'm a police officer.

Just here to check that you're OK.

Ned?

- PHONE CONTINUES TO RING

- Are you home?

Ned?

- DOOR OPENS
- Sorry, Siobhan, I can't let you in.

- Is Ned OK?

- He isn't here.

You can't come inside.

I'm calling this as a crime scene.

- SEAGULLS CRY

- How was your evening?

With Noah.

- Yeah, fun.

What did you get up to?

- Met a couple of mates.

It was good craic.
- Oh, yeah?

Where did you go to? Anywhere nice?

- Just... Like all over.

Like a proper pub crawl, it was
amazing.

- We still on for later?

- It just depends what time I finish
here.

- OK.

- PHONE RINGS

- Ryan.

Yeah, OK. Just, erm, send me through
the address.

I'll drive straight over.

- SHE SIGHS

FRONT DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Aren't you going to get that?

KNOCKING GETS LOUDER

- Hi.

So, I have a massive favour to ask of
you.

With Finn in the States, obviously,
I'm Acting Inspector.

Erm, which means I'm working every
hour.

And, Nicole, I have so much to
organise for this wedding. So I...

- Are you about to ask me to plan your
wedding?

- Well, I can't think of anyone
better.

- Could you be any more insensitive.

- Sorry?

- My husband is in prison which means
my marriage is in tatters

and you want me to organise your
flowers

and your seating arrangement...

- No, I just thought it might take
your mind off...

- The answer's no, Marlene.

- She's got a visiting order to see
Clint on remand today.

- Is she going?

- She says she'd rather watch this
place burn down.

Again.
- Right.

- A dementia sufferer, last seen at
three o'clock yesterday.

I think you're right, Ryan.

Ned is a high-risk missing person.

- There's something else.

Ned's mate, Hughie, he's got a
criminal record.

- How do you know that?

- He has to sign in at the police
station once a month.

I was there when he signed in a couple
of days ago.

He's on a Violent Offender Prevention
Order.

- What sort of violence?

- He got drunk and had a fight with
his cousin.

His cousin ended up in hospital.

The order means Hughie is banned from
drinking alcohol.

- Have you known him a long time?

- Yeah, a good while.

- Do you think it's possible that he
harmed Ned?

- Hughie's a lovely fella

till he's had a drink.

Maybe...he fell off the wagon.

- What's my conviction got to do with
finding Ned?

- We are trying to rule you out,
Hughie, not rule you in.

- Drink doesn't suit me at all.

Two years ago, I did my cousin some
serious damage.

I served a sentence, got a Prevention
Order.

- And an alcohol ban?

- Aye.

- So how's that working for you?

- Never touched the booze again.

Never will.

Ned helped, getting me into the
angling.

To be honest, Ned's been a really good
friend to me.

- OK.

- The Harbour Master tells me
someone's vandalised your boat?

- You'll be needing this.
- Thanks.

Right.

I'm Acting Inspector Marlene
Pettigrew.

- Welcome aboard, Acting Inspector.
I'm Pete Walsh.

- So what's happened here then?

- I sailed into Port Devine yesterday.

About ten o'clock last night,

I was boarded by a g*ng of drunk
teenagers.

- Would you recognise them?

- Well, I got a good look at the ring
leader.

He's a gangly red-headed lad.



- OK.

Did they take anything?

- Well, they did all this with my own
hatchet.

Then they swiped it.

A little beauty it was.

- Well, Mr Walsh, we'll find who did
this. Don't worry.

- Red-headed boy of 16 or so?

Could be one of any number of likely
lads from round here.

I'll request last night's CCTV from
the harbour.

- Cheers, Callum.

I hear Ned Foley has gone AWOL.

- Yeah, Jo's on the case, and Ryan's
doing house to house.

- Someone must have seen Ned.

- TEXT ALERT

Text from Finn.

"Just arrived in Fort Lauderdale.

"Hope you're managing without me."

- Long way to go to look for the woman
who gave you up as a baby.

- Yeah, but it means a lot to him.

- Yeah, obviously.

I just hope he's not going to be
disappointed.

- Yeah.

- Hey, Nicole.

Barry wants a word.

- Barry, what can I do for you?

- It can be daunting, at first.

- What can?
- Prison visiting.

But listen, it's nothing to worry
about.

When you arrive, you just put your
personal things

in a visitor's locker.

And then it's like, you know, airport
security.

You know, metal detectors, conveyor
belts.

And then of course there's the
physical search.

- Physical?

- No, no, it's just a pat down.

And...one or two sniffer dogs.

- Look, it's kind of you, Barry.

But there's no need to put my mind at
rest.

I'm not going.

- When you and Clint got married in my
church before God,

now, I presume you remember your vows,

for better and for worse.

- Of course I remember.

- Well, this is the "worse" bit.

This is where you get to step up
Nicole,

for the one you love.

Stand by your man.

- Clint must be missing you.

- Well, if he is, he's only got
himself to blame.

- What are you going to do?

- Well, what do you even wear to a
prison?

I couldn't find any tips online.

- Imagine how much it will mean to him

when his stunning wife walks in
looking like a million dollars.

- I suppose that might make the other
prisoners a bit jealous.

You're right.

I'm going to go get changed.

- The full bling?

- The other prisoners won't know
what's hit them.

- The sooner Clint gets out of prison
the better.

Managing that woman is a full time
job.

She's going, to visit Clint.

- Oh, OK. That's good.

Have either of you seen this man?

- Oh, Ned with the hat? Yeah, sure.

He was here last night.

- Oh, yeah, that's right.

He was with a lad about my age.
- OK.

This guy?

- That's him.
- Do you remember what they had to
drink?

- I'm pretty sure they had beer.

Pints of the stuff.

- OK. Thank you.

Hiya, Jo.

I have an update on Hughie Shannon.

Hughie, we know you and Ned were in
the pub last night.

- I didn't drink alcohol. I knew you'd
think I had.

- You must have known we'd find out.

- Ned is missing, OK.

So I need to know what really happened
last night?

- Ned phoned around 7.00. He wanted to
meet in the pub.

- What time did you leave?

- About 10.00. I walked Ned back to
his place.

I went home on my own.

- And was Ned in good form when you
left him?

- He seemed right enough to me, yeah.

- So you say you left The Commodore
around ten last night, yes?

- That's right.

- Did you go on to the pier?
- No. We didn't.

- But you would have had a good view
of the pier.

So did you see or hear anything going
on?

- Yes, I did.

They were making a hell of a racket.

- Who were?

- A g*ng of kids.

- This makes for a nice change.

- Says the busy GP.

- Well, I never get to see you.

Not now you're...courting.

- Courting?

You sound like Granny Concepta.
- As if!

Well, how is our young Ryan treating
you anyway?

- He's a sweetheart.

Can't do enough for me.

- Well, enjoy the honeymoon period
while it lasts.

Aw.

I miss your dad.

I wish he wasn't halfway across the
world.

- What do you think she'll be like?

His birth mum?

- Well, if she's anything like your
dad,

she'll be all right, don't you think?

- Yeah.

- Hey, what's that?

Is that Ned's hat?

- You don't think he's...

..drowned?

- It's just his hat.

It doesn't prove that Ned went into
the sea.

- Do we need to get the divers out?
- No.

We'd need more evidence than a hat, to
justify that sort of expense.

- Here, this is CCTV from the harbour
last night.

You'll never guess who got caught on
camera.

- Ned and Hughie?

- Yeah. And didn't Hughie say they
went straight home to Ned's house?

- Yeah. And he was adamant they didn't
go on the pier.

- Didn't he also say they saw a g*ng
of kids?
- Yeah.

Him and your man Pete Walsh both saw
them.

- Pete Walsh even said that he saw
them damage his boat.

- Well, that's the really weird bit
because there's no sign of them.

- So where's Hughie now?

- He's off out again, looking for Ned.

We didn't have a reason to hold him.
- Yeah.

Ned!

Ned!

How long have you been here, Ned?

- I, I... I don't know.

- People are worried about you.

- Are they? Why?

- Marlene.

Yeah, I've found Ned.

No, he's er...

Yeah, safe and sound.

- What am I doing here, Barry?

- Thanks.

Hiya.
- How's Ned?

- Well, physically he's fine.

- Who knows how long he was sitting on
those rocks.

- Listen, you still need to go easy on
him.
- We will, don't worry.

- And we'll make sure he gets home
safe and sound.

- Yeah, Ned will need an appropriate
adult because of his dementia.

- Do you want to see if one of my two
can do it?

- Aye, that would be great, Siobhan.
Thank you.

Any joy tracking down Hughie?

- Not so far. He's turned his phone
off.

- Will you keep trying?
- Mm-hm.
- Thanks.

- You OK to start?

- Ned, can you talk us through what
you did last night?

- I'll try. But my memory's not what
it was.

- That's fine.

Look, maybe I can help you.

Do you remember this?

- That's me and my mate Hughie.

Were we on the pier?
- Yes, you were.

And that time code says it was


- Had we been in the pub?

- So Hughie tells us, Ned, yeah.

- Oh, he's a lovely lad is Hughie.

- Ned, can you tell us how your hat
got into the sea?

- It must have fallen off.

- You know when you were on the pier
last night,

did you see any lads hanging around,
making noise maybe?

- I don't know.

I don't think so.

- Hughie told us that when he walked
you home last night,

he left you there safe and well.

But when we went to your house this
morning,

some of your furniture had been
knocked over.

Do you know how that happened?

- Maybe it was me.

Maybe I did it.

- SEAGULLS CRY

- Right on time.
- That's you.

- Thanks, Callum.

- Shay. Thanks for doing that.

- Not at all.

- What's he up to?
- Who?

Oh, Noah Shaw?

- What? You know him?
- Yeah. We play five-aside together.

- Who's the woman?
- His fiancee.

- He's getting married?
- Yeah, next week.

They're having the reception at the
pub.

See ya, man.

- Hey! Mr Shaw!

I want a word with you.

So, Barry here is going to run you
home

and help you get things sorted out.
- Thanks, Barry.

Where is it?

- Where's what?
- My hat.

Where's my hat?

- Look, look, look it's here. Look,
Ned, it's on the table.

Can Ned have his hat back?

- I don't see why not.

MOUTHS: Thank you.

- Callum, any joy in finding Hughie
Shannon?

- No, not yet.

- Yeah, well, we need to find him.

- Are you having a go?
- Sorry?

- Do I need to remind you that you're
not my superior officer?

- I wasn't criticising.

- Tell me Detective Constable Lipton,

just why are you in Port Devine?

- OK, what exactly is going on here?

- Ah, Callum. Hughie's been spotted at
the caravan park.
- OK.

I'll take a drive up there now and
have a look around.

- Brilliant, thank you.

DISTANT SIREN WAILS

CHATTERING

- Hello.

Oh, Clint, is it so bad?
- No.

It's OK. It's bearable.

Sure I stayed in worse places when I
was touring with the band.

- Then why are you so...?
- Seeing you.

Nicole, I thought we were finished.

After what you said when I got
arrested.

I can't believe you're here.

- Oh, I was angry.

Furious.

That you could do something so
idiotic.

It doesn't mean that I don't love you,

you stupid man.

- I am so glad to hear you say that.

- Hughie.

What are you doing there?

- Nothing.

- Doesn't look like nothing.

Hughie! I just want a word.

Hughie! Give it up.

Don't even bother.

- Is it my fault?

That you didn't get bail?

- Oh, no, don't be daft.
- I thought...

Well, when the judge saw that your
wife hadn't showed up to

support you...
- The judge had dealt with too many
Dunwoodys before.

As soon as she saw my name, she made
up her mind there and then

that I wasn't getting out any time
soon.

I'm glad you didn't come.

You know, part of me wishes you
weren't here now

in a place like this.

- I thought you were pleased to see
me?
- Oh, I am.

Over the moon.

Especially when you come looking like
that.

- I wanted to look my best for you.

- It's my fault that I'm in here

and it's my fault that I didn't get
bail.

- You and your brother.

- I need to stop acting like a child,
Nicole.

I need to take responsibility for what
I did.

And for the shame I brought on you.

- I'll survive.

Anyway, the gossips are all talking
about Concepta now.

- What about Concepta?
- Oh!

She's not Finn's mum.

Not biological anyway.

- Start at the beginning.

Don't leave anything out.

- Why were you trying to bury this,
Hughie?

- Because it was me that did it.

I smashed up that fella's boat.

- This is CCTV footage from the pier
last night.

That's you and Ned walking towards the
boat in question.

- Ned had nothing to do with any of
this.

- So, the g*ng of lads that you told
us about...

- That was a lie.
- Oh?

- That's funny, you see, because the
guy who owns the boat,

he said exactly the same thing.

In fact, he told us he saw the group
of lads that smashed up his boat.

- So have you two been talking trying
to get your story straight?

Who came up with the lie about the
g*ng of lads?

- He did.
- Who?

- The man on the boat.

- Pete Walsh?
- Yes.

- Why would you agree to go along with
that?

Or was it because you were trying to
cover for the person

who really did the damage?

Was it your friend - Ned?

- Yes.

- Do Ned and Pete know each other?

- They used to work together on the
trawlers.

- So Ned has a problem with Pete does
he?

- Yeah.
- What sort of problem?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

You were there when Ned took a hatchet
to Pete's boat!

Surely, he must have had something to
say for himself?

- It was all mad, mixed-up, pure
wallop.

Stuff about smuggling and carrying the
can.

I couldn't make any sense of it.

Honest.

- Callum, can you pick up Ned Foley
and bring him back in.

- Sure. Any particular reason?

- According to Hughie,

Ned is responsible for the criminal
damage on the boat.

- What we don't know is - why?

- Right, will I see if Shay's able to
sit in again?

- Yes. Good idea.

- OK.

- So...

All that stuff about smuggling,

when I know for a fact that Ned
doesn't have a criminal record.

- Pete Walsh is clean too. I checked.

- Well, if there's been smuggling in
these parts,

there's one man who'll know.

- Ned Foley was a witness in a
smuggling case a few years ago.

- Were you involved in the
investigation?
- No, no, no, no.

I was only a constable at the time,
but a man went down for it.

A foreign sailor.

Portuguese if my memory serves me
right.

He got a fair few years jail time.

- What sort of smuggling?

- Well, believe it or not,

this sailor was caught smuggling gold.

- Marlene! Organise her own wedding?
Are you mad?

It would be a dreary disaster.

- With everything that's going on with
you and me, I just, I can't...

- You can do anything, babe.

That's why I expect you to Nicole
Devine

the hell out of Marlene's wedding.

- Nicole Devine-Dunwoody.

- Look...

..I messed up, really messed up.

But I promise you, it'll never happen
again.

- I didn't support you...

..at the bail hearing.

But from now on I am on your side,


- Time's up, Dunwoody.

- I love you, babe.

- I love you too.

- So I've managed to access the court
records.

A Portuguese trawlerman, Luis
Saramago,

hid stolen gold ingots inside his
belongings.

He smuggled them over here on the ship
he was working on.

His fellow trawlerman Ned Foley was
called to testify.

- So Barry was right then.

- What's even more interesting is the
name of the other fisherman

who also testified.

- Pete Walsh by any chance?

- The very same.
- Hmm.

- Ned, do you know this man?

- Sure.

That's Pete Walsh.

- Have you seen him recently?

- I think I have.

- Tell me, Ned, do you recognise this?

It's OK, just take your time.

- It... It was on Pete's boat.

I used it to smash his boat up.

- And when did you do that, Ned?

- Oh, I don't know.

- Do you know why you took a hatchet
to his boat?

- Oh, yes.

He was laughing.

I told him we did a terrible thing

and he just started laughing.

- What was the terrible thing that you
and Pete did?

- We sent a man to jail.

- What for?
- Smuggling.

Little one ounce gold ingots.

Beautiful things.

Stolen from Algeria.

Everything was going great, until the
Coastguard boarded the ship.

- We've looked at the court records,
Ned.

We know that a Portuguese sailor
called Luis Saramago took the blame.

How did that happen?

- HE SIGHS

- Pete planted some of the gold in
Luis' stuff.

By the time I realised what Pete had
done, it was too late.

I wanted to come clean.

But Pete told me that wouldn't get
Luis off.

He said we'd all go down.

- So, you both testified against him
in court?

- We framed him.

Poor Luis.

He trusted us, his shipmates.

He went to prison.

And we sailed free.

- All of this, Ned, we don't doubt for
a second

that you're telling us the truth.

My worry is that it's your word
against Pete's.

- You mean you need evidence?

- Well, that's about the size of it.

- Well, there's my hat.

- Your hat?

- And you might want to have a read of
my journals.

- Why?

- Everything that happened back then,

I wrote it all down.

- It's gold.

- All those ingots were stamped and
numbered

and quite a few were never found. This
has to be one of them.

- You've no right to keep me here!
- Move that boat and I'll arrest you.

- I'm going to speak to your inspector
about this.
- Knock yourself out.

Here she is now.

- This idiot is trying to stop me
leaving Port Devine.

- Yeah. On my orders, Mr Walsh.

Book him, Ryan.

- I'm arresting you for perverting the
course of justice.

- You what?
- You do not need to say anything,

but 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.

- Yous are making one hell of a
mistake.

- Hey. Do you and me have a problem?

- You tell me.

- PHONE RINGS

I need to take this.

Hello.

Slow down a minute.

He did what?

- There was no red-headed kid, was
there?

- No.
- No.

You also claimed you didn't know Ned
Foley.

- Look, I told some white lies, I
admit that.

But I was only trying to protect an
old boy who was clearly having

some sort of breakdown.

- We know that you and Ned were
witnesses in a smuggling case

a number of years back.

- And what's that got to do with any
of this?

- Ned alleges that you framed a Luis
Saramago for that crime.

See, that's what he was angry about
last night.

- You lot should let that poor old
fella be.

Nothing he says is credible as
evidence.

- Well, it's not just his word is it?

You might recognise this.

You see, Luis was found with only some
of the stolen ingots.

Given that each one is numbered and
stamped,

we know that this was one that was
never recovered.

- Where did you find that?

- Hidden in Ned's hat.

- He's a meticulous one, that Ned.
- Mm.

- He recorded everything that happened
onboard that ship.

- Including the smuggling.

- And according to this, the whole
thing was your idea.

And you made off with the lion's share
of the cash.

- The lying so and so! We split it


- Split what, Pete?

- The money we got.

From the gold ingots we sold.

- Here she is, the woman who cracked a
decades old miscarriage of justice.

- Nah, it was teamwork.

- No, no, no.

You were the one that got Pete Walsh
to confess.

- How did you do that?

- I may have implied something that
Ned hadn't actually said.

- So you broke the rules.

- Well, I mean, it was audacious,
admittedly,

but extremely effective.

Belfast's loss is Port Devine's gain.

Celebratory pint anyone?

- Yeah, sure. We'll catch you up.
- OK.

Let's go, Cub.

- MARLENE CHUCKLES

We need a word.

- Mm. Not here.

- And so, what will happen to Ned
then?

- A trial will be set.

I mean, it's a serious crime, Siobhan.

- Well, that guy Luis certainly paid
the price.

And will Ned...

..go to prison in his condition?

- In theory, yes, he could.

But before that happens...

- They'll find him unfit to stand
trial?

- Exactly.
- Yeah.

- TEXT ALERT

- It's our Lil.

- All those years, keeping a terrible
secret.

- It's out now.

Should give him some sort of closure.

- See, if I told you a secret...

..could you keep it to yourself?

- We barmen,

we're like priests.

- You know I promised Marlene that I'd
got clearance

from the religious authorities

to bless her wedding in the church?

- I heard something about it, yeah.

- It was a lie.

- Sorry?

- Yeah. I had no such clearance.

And if I do it, I could be thrown out
of the ministry.

- And that'd be bad?

- That would be very bad.

Be very bad indeed.

- You know what I'd do?

- No. What?

- Nothing.

Like just keep quiet and carry on.

Sure nobody cares what happens in Port
Devine anyway.

- Oh, I have news.
- Oh, yes?

- Our Lil just text me there.

Her and my ma are coming to the
wedding.

- Your mother?
- Mm-hm.

- Oh, heaven help us.

- And, and...

..she's threatening to bring the whole
clan.

- But...!

I mean, whatever happened to, you
know, a small affair,

just a few friends?

- But surely you know what weddings
are like.

But anyway, look, still,

with all those people being there,

when you bless me and Ash in your
church,

it's going to be really special.

- Why are we at the kids home?

- It's where your friend with
benefits, Noah, works.

- He's not my friend with bene...
- I know.

I saw Noah with another woman.

His fiancee, as it turns out.

I thought he was doing the dirty on
you, so I decided to mark his card.

- Listen, I don't need you to look out
for me, OK.

- Only it turns out you lied to me.

He told me you haven't been dating
him.

You've been trying to recruit him as
an informant.

Why? Is that not right?

- These are on the house

to say "thank you, Barry" for your
excellent advice.

And "sorry, Marlene" for being such a
cow earlier.

No, no, no, I was.

I know you were just trying to cheer
me up and take my mind off.

Well, I spoke to Clint and

the good news is that the answer is -
yes.

- Er, the answer to what, dear?

- To the question - "Will you, Nicole
Devine-Dunwoody

"organise her best friend Marlene
Pettigrew's wedding?"

- Erm...

Well, the thing is, Nicole, I...

I spoke to our Lil.

- And?

- And well, I was telling her

that you weren't able to organise the
wedding.

And so she's stepping in.

- Lil? Your sister Lil?

Lil, who almost k*lled Finn in a
head-on collision?

- Aye, that Lil.

- She's organising your wedding?

- Yep.

- Well, that's just great, isn't it,
Barry?

- What?

Oh, oh, no. Yes, it is. Yeah.

- It's always best isn't it, to keep
things in the family?

Well, Clint's fine by the way.

In case you both were wondering.

MARLENE GROANS

- Jo, I want answers.

- To what Callum?

I asked Noah a few questions off the
record.

- I'm sure it was off the record,

seeing as you're running an
unauthorised investigation.

- That is not what I'm doing.
- Oh, so this is all official, is it?

Does Finn know about it? Marlene?

Do you seriously think I'm going to
stand by

and let you make eejits out of us?

- OK, look...

When I was in Belfast

I was looking out for this teenage
girl.

Her name was Kerry.

She was in care. She lived in one of
those residential homes.

We were friends.

- And?

- She ended up dead.

- Barry, have you seen Shay or Niamh?

- Well, Shay was behind the bar a few
minutes ago.

- I've got their dad on video call.

- What? From Florida?
- Yeah.

Say hello, Finn.
- Hiya, Barry.

- He's found his birth mother.
- You've found Assumpta?

- Here she is.

Hello, Assumpta.

I'm Siobhan, Finn's wife. Nice to meet
you.

- Hello to you, too.

- And this is Barry.

- I remember Barry.

Do we have to do this now?

- Erm, got to go guys.

See you later.
- OK, love, speak to you later.

- Goodbye.
- Bye!

- ASSUMPTA:
- I'm sorry Finn. But you coming here
was a terrible mistake.

You and me, we're nothing to one
another.

- The person responsible for Kerry's
death

is now running that kids home.

- That's why you got yourself
transferred down here.

If you're so sure this person is to
blame for Kerry's death,

why are they not behind bars?

- The Prosecution Service, they said
that there wasn't enough evidence.

- That's tough.

- Now you know why I'm here...

..can I count on your support?
- Sorry?

- Well, you must understand, I need to
put Kerry's k*ller away.

- You think because we've gone to bed
a few times,

I'm going to turn a blind eye to you
running an ill*gal investigation?

- No, of course not.
- Well, think again.

Either you tell the Acting Inspector
what you've been up to or I will.

- You sure about that, Callum?

Isn't Marlene going to wonder how you
found all of this out?

- Oh, you wouldn't dare.

- What, tell her that you and I have
been secretly sleeping together?

You just watch me.

- No. She'd know that I've lied to
her, she'd never forgive me.

- Yeah, well that's up to you.

Either you keep your trap shut about
all of this

or I tell Marlene everything and you
say goodbye to your cosy little job.