SIREN WAILS
TRAFFIC ROARS
- RADIO JINGLE PLAYS
RADIO HOST:
Are you happy being back?
FEMALE CALLER:
Yes, I am, yeah.
RADIO HOST: Thank Big Robert,
he's done a great job.
FEMALE CALLER:
Thank you, Robert.
- RADIO HOST: And say thanks, Mark.
- Thanks, Mark.
RADIO HOST: Take care of yourselves,
take care of your neighbours
and take extra care on the roads.
MUSIC: "It Won't Always Be Like This"
by Inhaler
Girl, you know this ain't love ♪
I'm just a bad old beggar
with nothing to do ♪
It's on you ♪
And oh, what else can I do? ♪
You say that you're not around ♪
And you don't wanna be found ♪
Well, I wanna be the best at what I do ♪
Oh, what about you? ♪
What about you? ♪
Play me like a record, baby ♪
Spin me around,
turn me upside down ♪
And you don't want me to ♪
I'll pull the covers right up
over your head ♪
You're in my head ♪
It won't always be like this,
be like this ♪
I'm dead, honey, I'll be dead ♪
It won't always be like this ♪
INDISTINCT CHATTER
MUSIC CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND
Daddy!
- Whoa!
- THEY CHUCKLE
You found it.
There was an element of luck.
Come meet Larry.
Are you ready for this?
Can I k*ll him if I don't like him?
Larry, this is my dad.
Hey, hi, Mr Mr Brannick.
For God's sake, Larry, it's Tom.
Call me Mr Brannick, I'll be looking over
my shoulder for my old man.
LARRY LAUGHS
Good to meet you.
- He's a nice lad.
- Really?
- You like him?
- I do.
Oh.
A little something.
- Can I open it now?
- Mm-hmm.
Daddy, this is yours.
Your mum and I both had one.
I know.
But you can't give me this.
I want to.
Your mum used to say
it helped her see in the dark.
Thank you.
I love it.
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
PHONE BUZZES
Hello?
How long ago?
I'll be there in an hour.
I've got to go to work.
IZZY:
OK.
SEABIRDS CRY
RADIO BEEPS
- INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO
INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES
The make and model of the car
match those of Pat Keenan.
Nobody saw it being dumped.
The ferry crew were the first to notice it,
on their way to work at around 7am.
Then the call to us to say he'd been
kidnapped came in at around 7:30.
Confirming it's his vehicle will take
a little longer without the number plates.
TOM:
No bodies? expl*sives?
DETECTIVE:
Divers found nothing.
TOM:
Let's listen to the phone call.
OPERATOR:
Police emergency.
MALE VOICE: I've taken Pat Keenan.
This is Major White.
PHONE CLICKS
Sir? It is his, sir.
Patrick Jarlath Keenan.
TOM:
Let's issue a missing person's report.
- And his address is flagged in the system.
- DETECTIVE: Sure.
Sir?
DETECTIVE:
Sir?
Make sure everyone has a photo of Keenan.
DETECTIVE:
Something wrong?
Bring everyone over.
Alright, everybody!
Pat Keenan, 48, married, three children.
Runs a successful haulage business.
He also has a past as
a senior member of the IRA.
His disappearance could well be political.
It could also be g*ng-related.
Keenan is known to have connections
in organised crime.
Could it not just be joyriders,
if the call was wee lads?
They used a paramilitary authenticating code,
which makes that unlikely.
We're looking into it.
Make no mistake
the people Keenan was associated with
in the past
the ones he's involved with now,
are an unsavoury bunch.
I shouldn't need to remind you
that the lines between g*ng-related
activities and political paramilitaries
are blurred at best, so tread carefully.
Whoever his associates are, we'd expect them
to be looking for him already.
No, hold tight on that.
Take his life apart.
See what you can find that
might point to this.
Phone, financial records,
personal life, work.
OK?
- Alright.
- INDISTINCT CHATTER
DETECTIVE:
Birdy, go down the shops and houses.
See if there's any CCTV of the road
into the village.
Be nice.
Is there something you're not telling me?
Yes. Carry on.
PHONE RINGS
DCS Twomey.
DOOR SHUTS
Jesus Christ.
Tom Brannick.
HE SCOFFS
Talk about a blast from the proverbial.
I can indeed.
I'll see you there.
SHIP HORN BLARES
TWOMEY:
Come here.
How's Izzy?
She's third year Medicine at Queen's.
You've done a grand job.
I drove past 19 pubs on the way in.
Why'd you want to meet here?
The postcard was taped inside
the wing mirror of Pat Keenan's car.
OPERATOR:
Police emergency.
MALE VOICE: I've taken Pat Keenan.
This is Major White.
PHONE CLICKS
- Major White?
It's in the form of a Loyalist
paramilitary code. We're looking into it.
It was never proved,
but God help us if it's Goliath.
Who else has seen the postcard?
Niamh and the CSIs at the scene.
Niamh?
My DS, Niamh McGovern.
We have to look into it.
It's more complicated than that.
Why?
The fact that Pat Keenan
is your missing person.
You were on the Goliath case before.
The seniors shut you down.
Now you're one of the seniors.
We can go after it.
Tom, you know yourself, as soon as word
gets out that an ex-IRA man's gone missing
all hell could break loose.
You start adding all this,
you'll start a w*r.
It's in the past.
Best left there.
Not for me.
Emma's gone, Tom.
Nothing's going to bring her back.
Think of Izzy.
You've raised her in a world
without all this.
Just
find Pat Keenan.
Don't go down any other roads.
We don't know where they'll lead.
CHURCH BELL RINGS
Just his car in the water,
and no sign of him?
No, ma'am.
Nothing else?
There was a postcard taped
to the wing mirror.
No message.
Does this postcard have a picture?
TOM: Uh, the cranes at Harland and Wolff.
I've been there to check it out, but nothing.
But the fact that the number plates
are missing as well
ma'am, we're into something here,
we just don't know what it is yet.
So what do you want to do next?
Go see the wife, Claire Keenan.
Has she reported him missing?
Not yet.
I suppose even if she wanted to,
she wouldn't report it to us.
She'd go to her own people.
I agree, ma'am, but we still need to find out
what we can from her.
I know, but we need to mind
what we're walking into.
We have a side of our community
that looks at us as the enemy
and the Keenans are right
at the very heart of that.
SHEEP BLEA
TOM:
When did you last see him?
Yesterday morning.
TOM:
Are there any witnesses to that?
I'm his wife.
Mrs Keenan
Oh, sorry, d-do we need witnesses now
to married life?
- Mrs Keenan
- Or maybe it's just the Catholics that do.
Has anyone contacted you about your husband?
No.
What was his car doing in the water?
We don't know that yet.
MRS KEENAN:
Is he dead?
We can't speculate.
Well, what can you do?
Right, I am not waiting
for you lot to solve this.
You've a much better chance with us
than you do with anyone else.
Mrs Keenan, in cases such as these
it's best not to tell anyone.
People could take the law
into their own hands.
We risk a much more volatile situation.
And you could put your husband
in more danger.
Um
- Do you have a toilet?
- No, we sh*t in our hands.
SHE SIGHS
Outside, end of the block.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
SHE SIGHS
He went up yesterday morning
for a conference
and he sent me a text in the afternoon
to say that something had come up
and he was going to be staying in Belfast.
Did he say where?
The Europa.
Is your husband the type of man
to keep secrets?
In what way?
I mean, secrets that might be
about his past.
- Other women?
- No.
- It it could be just the smallest
- I said no.
WORKMAN:
What you doing?
Niamh.
HE WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY
I f*cking knew it.
Couldn't trust you
as far as you could throw yous.
Get out. Out.
- Mrs Keenan
- Both of you.
Now!
She'd never tell if her husband
was up to something.
Pat had a hospital appointment
at noon yesterday.
The Royal.
PHONE DIALS
DISTANT SIREN WAILS
NIAMH: We're making enquiries about a patient
called Patrick Keenan.
He was referred by his GP
for blurred vision.
Certainly. Take a seat.
PHONE CHIMES
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Got a message from a friend
in a local policing team.
Apparently, Keenan has a bit of
a reputation in the area.
Why?
Word is he's a bit of a ladies' man.
Sometimes he pays for it.
That's no surprise.
THUNDER RUMBLES
KEYBOARD CLATTERS
PHONE DIALS
Yes, this is DCS Twomey.
Erm, our people down in Dunfolan
have a missing persons case
a Pat or Patrick Keenan?
OPERATOR:
Yes, sir.
Yeah, could I get everything on that
as soon as possible, please?
OPERATOR:
OK, sir.
Thanks.
TOM:
Well, that was a waste of time.
NIAMH: Whoever invented
patient confidentiality wasn't in the police.
"Causes of blurred vision:
astigmatism pres
presbyopia"? What's that?
Something to do with Presbyterians?
SHE CHUCKLES
"Can also be caused by dry eyes,
pregnancy, migraines."
How do we get out of this place?
Down here?
LIFT BUTTON BEEPS
Will this lift get us out?
Aye, it will.
You visiting?
Ah, no, we're police,
just asking a few questions.
Oh, police.
- I apologise in advance.
- BUTTON BEEPS
Probably come across a few of my students.
You at Queen's?
Just starting, God help me.
My daughter's third year Medicine.
What's her name and I'll keep an eye out?
Izzy Brannick.
She'll be the one chewing your ear off.
Here we are now.
Let me ask you something.
Why would somebody,
a middle-aged man, say
a ladies' man
why would they be suffering
from blurred vision?
It's not really my area of expertise.
I mean, I'm a trauma consultant, but
but a ladies' man?
Sure he doesn't have syphilis?
He could also be taking too much Viagra.
That affects your eyesight?
Let that be a warning to you.
Thank you.
SIREN WAILS
INDICATOR CLICKS
- INDISTINCT YELLING
- TOM: sh*t!
MAN:
f*cking Prods!
GLASS SHATTERS
Uniform from Sierra, Romeo, Four, Five.
Sitrep Dunfolan Police Station attack.
Two petrol bombs, two males.
TOM:
Some help here!
Running towards New Street.
OFFICER SCREAMS
- It's alright. It's alright.
- OFFICER SCREAMS
You're gonna be OK. I've got you.
NIAMH:
You OK?
TOM:
Help here!
INDISTINCT SHOUTING
You're alright.
You're alright, you're alright.
Up, up, up, up.
Have fire crews clear that away
as quickly as possible.
I want a TSG on standby
in case of any follow-up.
TOM:
Get him inside!
Niamh, grab Birdy.
Set up a room with some privacy.
Let's get to work, OK?
- CHIEF INSPECTOR: Tom.
- Ma'am.
- Saw it happen?
- Yeah.
Because of us.
It's because we went to see Mrs Keenan.
How do you know?
She's convinced herself we've
no interest in finding her husband.
She's managed to convince
the lot that did this too.
What are you doing about it?
We're pursuing the leads that we do have.
Nothing concrete yet.
- Alright, Tom. Get on with it.
- Ma'am.
I need two more over here now!
That's it. Good.
Keep on going, keep on going!
INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO
OPERATOR:
Police emergency.
MALE VOICE: I've taken Pat Keenan.
This is Major White.
Major White was a code used by Loyalist
paramilitaries in the early '90s.
The last person to use it is long since dead
and the kid whose voice we can hear
was no doubt slipped a 20
to make the call.
The handset was wiped clean.
There's nothing on it that we can use.
Keenan told his wife
he was staying in a hotel in Belfast.
- TOM: And?
- He never booked it.
We have a copy of
his joint account statement
his personal account, nothing of note.
We know that he was IRA over 20 years ago
but there's been no overt activity since.
Most of his contacts from those days
have moved into "legit" businesses anyway.
Int Hub have confirmed
he's not on their radar.
Birdy, any CCTV into the village?
Nothing.
And his hospital appointment raises the
possibility that he has an illicit sex life.
That guy?
He's known to pay for it.
How much?
H-he gets it half price
with his tenth cup of coffee.
THEY LAUGH
I don't know, Birdy.
Right, you lot, you know
what you need to do.
Piss off and do it.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Potentially it could all relate
to his personal life.
Going on what we know, it's possible.
But I think it goes much deeper than that.
NIAMH:
How does the postcard fit?
I need to know what you're not telling me.
It has everything to do with that postcard
and I want you to bring me up to speed.
It's nothing you need to worry about.
Understood.
Where are you going, DS McGovern?
To ask McCallister to take me off
this investigation.
Don't.
Just
In the early part of 1998
in the months leading up
to the peace agreement
a handful of us were made aware
of a possible assassin
who it seemed had access
to police intelligence.
He was never identified,
but the suspicion was
that it could only have been an inside man.
We called him Goliath, after the crane.
So you think he's still out there?
You think Keenan's dead?
In '98
the thing that linked Goliath's victims
was that each one was made to look
as if they'd done a runner.
Fear, debt, reputation,
they all had a credible reason to leave.
And that's the version of events
that everyone chose to accept.
How many targets?
Four.
So Goliath's a serial k*ller.
That makes it sound indiscriminate.
These were targeted assassinations.
Peace was on the table.
If word got out that
a member of the police was
picking off targets at will
it would destroy that, just like now.
It would risk a return to all-out w*r.
REPORTER: Reports are coming in
that the petrol bombing of PSNI Dunfolan
is directly linked to the disappearance
of former IRA man, Pat Keenan.
Police have faced heavy criticism
of their handling of the case.
MLA for Dunfolan, Aiden O'Neill,
had this to say earlier.
O'NEILL: Naturally I condemn the petrol
bombing of Dunfolan Police Station.
No one wants to go back to those days
of running battles in the streets.
But a member of my community is missing
and so far the police appear to have
no answers regarding his whereabouts
or a possible motive
behind his disappearance.
What am I to say to the poor man's wife,
when I believe, as she does
that the police are failing
our community once again?
BUTTONS CLICK
- OPERATOR: Sir?
- Get me the ACC District Policing Command.
TOM: These are the original
Goliath disappearances
the ones who preceded Keenan.
David Corry
Joe Harkin
and Father Simon Quinlan.
NIAMH:
A priest?
And an IRA arms dealer.
Joe Harkin was an IRA Quartermaster,
and Corry
he was from the other side.
He was a Protestant paramilitary godfather.
That's what made it all the more puzzling,
it wasn't one side or the other.
His targets were people who were a threat
to the peace process on both sides.
He kept it even-handed.
You said there were four targets.
Mm-hmm.
He also m*rder*d my wife.
Why is your wife not in the files?
Because her disappearance is not official.
Was she a threat to the peace?
She was military intelligence.
The nature of her job.
At the time, they said that her cover
had been blown. She went to ground.
NIAMH:
But that's not what happened?
She was kidnapped.
Same as Keenan.
If we find the files of the original victims,
we can compare them to the Keenan case.
When Joe Harkin went missing
the investigation said it was because
he owed money all around the country.
There was a list of all the people
he was thought to have owed on that file.
I remember seeing it.
Keenan's name was on the list,
and maybe our potential Goliath, too.
When did you say?
Last week of February, '98.
There's nothing here.
There has to be.
Joe Harkin is the name you're looking for.
He was the first one to disappear.
I'm telling you, there's nothing,
so there's not.
TOM:
Something's going on.
Goliath was a name known only
inside the police
and now these files have upped and vanished.
There's someone
someone who doesn't want us to get to
the truth about the Goliath disappearances.
We can't hold back, ma'am.
So don't.
Find Pat Keenan.
That way, we can unlock Goliath.
Use whatever resources you need.
Pull people from other jobs if you have to.
You have my backing.
Now get this done.
Keenan's disappearance is similar
to David Corry.
He was a prominent Loyalist paramilitary
involved in numerous attacks
on the Catholic community.
Nasty piece of work.
He has a brother, Adam,
lives out on the Comber Road.
Adam never bought the official version
of what happened.
Spent years trying to disprove it
and if we're short of information,
he could be the one to fill in the blanks.
Alright, then. Let's go.
Jesus, that smells like
you're a 50-a-day man.
Aye, well, the lining's burnt to shite
but the money I paid for it,
there's no way I'm not wearing it.
Every pound's a prisoner, eh?
SHEEP BLEATS
If Pat Keenan and David Corry
were paramilitaries
was Adam a paramilitary, too?
No.
He was never one for violence.
Much happier up here.
He ran a bakery in the local village.
But he loved his brother.
He's dedicated the last 22 years
of his life trying to find him.
NIAMH:
Hmm.
Tom Brannick.
That's right, Mr Corry.
You still got a good boot on you?
I don't play anymore.
Best out-half these parts have seen.
Rugby.
Yous want a cup of tea
you should've had it before you came.
We're grand, thanks, Mr Corry.
Do you, er, do you mind if I record this?
The others that went missing
at the same time as your brother
Joe Harkin, Simon Quinlan.
- Your wi
- Aye.
We're following a new line of enquiry.
A new?
HE CHUCKLES
A new line of enquiry?
HE LAUGHS
HE COUGHS
My God. After 22 years.
You lot move with some urgency.
Mr Corry, you don't believe the verdict
that your brother ran
- just like the others.
- He ran from nothing.
It's only because of the ceasefire
that everyone swallowed that shite.
Yous lot all so drunk on the idea of peace,
yous
stopped doing your jobs.
Look what the peace has brought us.
Unanswered questions.
Where's my brother?
His wife?
What peace do you think he's known
all these years, huh?
That's enough.
We think the connection between
each of the 1998 missing persons
including your brother was credible.
But we're short some information.
HE TUTS
Alright.
NIAMH:
Jesus.
Well
Do you have a system?
Of course I've got a bloody system.
I'm not daft.
TOM: So we're looking for the last week
of February, 1998.
Anything relating to that.
Joe Harkin, particularly.
When I called for police help
your lot treated me like I was sitting
in a press with a tinfoil hat
telling them all that there were
Little green men were footering up the path.
Now, I don't have a great deal on Joe Harkin,
that much is true, but
HE GROANS
They didn't like a man like me
snooping around his neighbourhood.
TOM:
No, Mr Corry, this is April '98.
Huh?
HE SIGHS
The peace deal was struck on the 10th April.
On the 11th April
a woman reports suspicious activity
on an island in the Lough.
She says it happened the end of February
around the time that Joe Harkin
went off the map.
The bodies could be out there
on that island.
Why so long to report it?
Well, maybe she
maybe she was one of the few
who believed that the ceasefire
might actually hold.
Who did she report it to?
You lot.
What, you didn't know?
Sure, all I did was drink
where you boys were drinking.
Eary-wigged on idle talk.
Oh, I-I-I don't have the actual statement.
I never did.
Just knew of its existence, like
and I asked for it many times.
INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO
SIRENS WAIL
Your ID, sir?
Thank you.
That's Jackie's car.
Boss?
TOM:
You in charge now?
I am.
McCallister was doing a good job.
It's a delicate situation
which has been mishandled.
That's not her fault.
Yes, it is. She's allowed you to run amuck.
I'm looking for Pat Keenan.
- You told me to focus on him.
- f*ck up!
I know perfectly well what you're up to.
McCallister filled me in.
You're after Goliath.
It's connected to the Keenan case.
I told you to keep the peace.
Every hour that Pat Keenan is missing
is another hour of problems
for this service.
Have you seen outside?
We don't have time for flights of fancy
or going on a hunch.
It all makes sense now
why you're here.
Given my knowledge of the area
and the fact that I previously worked
TOM:
No, no, no.
You could've supported
McCallister from Belfast
given her all the assistance she needed
but you had to come down here yourself
to stop me investigating Goliath.
Don't talk shite.
I came here to make sure you find Keenan
and put a stop to the unrest.
And obviously as a senior Catholic officer
they're more likely to believe
that I'll move heaven and earth to find him.
You could start by making peace
with his wife
because I can guarantee you, all of this
is because she's taken a dislike to you.
That means she'll put the word out
against the whole operation.
Can you do that?
I came to you because I needed
an old friend's support.
And you have it, Tom.
There's no reason for you to doubt it.
DOOR SHUTS
So that's it, then? DCS Twomey's in charge?
Aye.
Come back to his old district to sit on me.
Well, I think I'll keep out of that.
What's that?
The missing statement Adam Corry
was talking about.
Constable Scott found it
in the files for April '98.
The witness was Muriel Busby
of Deacon's farm on the Banbracken Road.
She said she was out
feeding the cows on a clear night.
She saw activity on an island.
From that distance,
she says it looked like digging.
She identifies the location
as being between a bothy and a tree.
Jesus.
Let's go take a look.
I don't think we can.
The record shows that it wasn't actioned.
They put it in the back of a file
and forgot about it.
If the Pat Keenan and Goliath
cases are linked
we have to go out there.
We have to.
- WOMAN: Is that Izzy?
- BABY COOS
- Is that Daddy?
- BABY COOS
Gonna wave to Daddy?
WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
Where's Daddy?
VOICES CONTINUE ON TV
BIRDS CHIRP
COWS MOO
DOG BARKS
FARMER:
Hello, can I help you?
- Hello there.
- Uh-huh.
We're with the police service.
Is Mrs Busby here?
Och, no.
She died maybe 12, 13 year ago.
- Are you family?
- No.
This place was empty for a wee while
before we bought it.
Do you mind if we look around?
FARMER:
No, work away.
Gulder if you need me, alright?
COWS MOO
NIAMH:
There
between the bothy and the tree.
That's where she saw someone digging.
We'll get a search team ready
to go out there on the morning tide.
BOAT ENGINE WHIRS
Here.
DEVICE BEEPS FAINTLY
INDISTINCT CHATTER
KNOCK ON DOOR
- TWOMEY: Yeah?
Sir, I've got TSG Ops Hub on the phone.
They said more boats are available
if we still want them.
Boats?
HE SIGHS
DEVICE BEEPS FAINTLY
DISTANT BOAT ENGINE ROARS
TWOMEY GROANS
This f*cking country!
You two!
I want a word!
Does Claire Keenan have a holiday home
I don't know about?
Jackie.
I told you to make peace
with the missing man's wife
so that we could find the missing man.
Yet here we all are,
halfway to the Galapagos
checking out a 20-year-old tip-off.
DS McGovern identified this
as an unactioned witness statement
- and burial site and I agreed to it.
- You know about this place, sir?
He not tell you I was stationed here?
I was leading the investigation in '98.
One of my boys took her statement.
That farmhouse over there.
Why didn't you tell me?
Och, come on, Tom.
The peace deal, of course!
And I knew you'd have torn the arse
out of the whole thing.
This has implications
for the Pat Keenan case, sir.
He could be buried here, too.
Remember the times we were living in.
It wasn't my bloody choice!
Off-limits then and off-limits now!
His wife was taken, sir.
She could be here.
You could have been here 20 years ago.
f*ck!
HE GRUNTS
Tom.
NIAMH:
Boss.
What else did you keep from me?
Nothing.
You know, there was a part of me
HE PANTS
didn't want to find the bodies.
I didn't want to see my dead
But Goliath
Goliath
HE SOBS
I promise you, Tom
there's nothing else.
We're in a live manhunt.
Being on this island
is a waste of time and resources.
You know that.
You've dug.
There's nothing here.
We need to shut it down.
DS McGovern
stay and make sure
everyone gets off this island.
He'll come back with me.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
BIRDY: Alright, come on, let's go!
Everyone back in the boats.
You coming?
Sarge?
BIRDS CHIRP
Between the bothy and the tree.
There's another tree.
- Look, Birdy, another tree.
- What?
We should have been here.
But I can't see the farmhouse.
What can you see?
BIRDY:
Cowshed.
Exactly. She says in her statement
that she was out feeding the cows.
We we were digging in the wrong place.
Ask them if we can borrow their GPR.
- I don't
- Och, come on, Birdy!
We owe it to the boss, to the families.
Alright.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Good morning.
I'm Tori Matthews.
I'm a trauma consultant over at the Royal
and for some stupid reason, I've agreed
to teach you lot from time to time.
THEY LAUGH
Won't be laughing when
you get to know me.
STUDENTS CHUCKLE
Right
let's get started, shall we?
INDISTINCT CHATTER
What's he doing here?
IZZY:
Dunno.
- Uh, see you at the house?
- Yeah.
BELL CHIMES
I was in the area.
Just thought I'd pop by.
Hmm.
You OK?
Aye.
Really?
Things are a bit difficult at work.
Just need a break.
- Ah?
- SHE CHUCKLES
It's nice to see you wear it.
Course.
- If you want it back
- No.
SHE CHUCKLES
I held onto it for all this time because
I thought that one day
you know, your mum and me
might still be reunited.
But it's not going to happen.
We move on.
It's important to me that you have it.
PHONE RINGS
- Hello?
- Boss, it's Birdy.
Keenan
VOICE FADES
TOM ON RADIO:
Suspect vehicle heading south.
All units be advised
I am in pursuit with HMSU
with Int Hub,
Overwatch and UAV support.
RADIO CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY
Keenan's number plates were spotted
at a petrol station on the Dundrum Road
just outside of Newcastle.
And we're sure it's them?
Absolutely.
We should be getting a visual on him,
any time now.
And there they are.
The plates were screwed onto
this red Peugeot 207.
Male driver.
We pulled a UAV from another job.
We're tracking him from the air.
Where is he going?
DEVICE WHIRS
WOMAN ON RADIO: Vehicle still making
its way along Bryansford Road.
MAN ON RADIO:
Roger that.
He's turning off the road.
MAN ON RADIO: The sign at the gate
is for Mourne View Hotel.
Stand by.
Stand by.
RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES
Go.
Go, go, go!
SIREN WAILS
TYRES SCREECH
OFFICER: Get out of the car! Arms in the air!
Arms in the air now!
Keep your hands up!
INDISTINCT SHOUTING
OFFICER:
Go, go, go.
RADIO CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY
Who are you? Where's Pat Keenan?
My name is Ben McFarland. I own this hotel.
Why are these number plates on your car?
I didn't even notice they weren't mine.
Hold him.
OFFICER:
All of the rooms are clear.
- TOM: He says he's alone?
- COMMANDER: Yeah.
Pat Keenan?
MAN:
Don't come in.
I said do not come in!
The door's booby trapped!
I can see it!
The number plates are bait.
Let's clear back.
COMMANDER:
Fall back.
DEVICE WHIRS
DEVICE WHIRS LOUDLY
DEVICE WHIRS LOUDLY
DEVICE WHIRS LOUDLY
RADIO CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY
OFFICER:
I'm putting a camera under the door now.
MAN:
No, get back!
OFFICER:
Coming up under the inside door handle.
I have the device.
Detonator.
Looks like a mechanical trigger
attached to the door handle.
Hang on.
This isn't right.
The trigger and the detonator
aren't connected.
I'm going through.
All clear. Device is a hoax.
- OFFICER: All clear.
- WOMAN ON RADIO: Device is a hoax.
TOM:
Pat?
PAT GROANS
Pat, you're OK.
I'm Detective Chief Inspector Tom Brannick.
You're alright. You're safe now.
SIREN BLARES
RADIO CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY
PAT GRUNTS
PARAMEDIC:
Sir. Take deep breaths.
PHONE DIALS
Boss?
TOM:
Niamh.
We're still on the island.
TOM:
What?
We've found something.
INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE
This way, sir.
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