03x06 - Dead Man's Trigger

[bunniefuu]

[ Seagull calling ]

- Can I take that?
- Yeah. Thank you.

- Ready?
- Mm-hmm.

Come on.

Aww, look.

Oh, they're so cute.

- Aww.
- Wow.

[ Screaming ]

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Is that enough?

Oh, no, no!
Don't take those off.

Petra's gonna return
everything after we're done.

- How many people
did you invite, Glenn?

I dunno, didn't keep count,

just kept mentioning it
to people, you know?

Uh, I guess we'll find out

when we see
how many people turn up.

Right, uh, Charlie's
gonna be clocking off.

We've said that we would
pick him

and Orla and Lola up
from the Garda Station,

so we should be back
in an hour.

- Great.
Oh, you've got the ring, right?

- 14.
- 14 what?

- 14 times that you have asked me
if I have got the ring, Glenn.

Yes, I have the ring.

[ Sighs ] Good.

My dear old grandmother's ring
that was.

She nicked it from
a jeweler's in Cardiff.

- And that is the 11th time
you have told us that.

- Sorry, guys,
I don't mind telling you,

I'm a little bit nervous!

- Yeah, we can tell.
Well, you know what?

It's perfectly natural,

so, uh, try to keep
a little bit busy

and whatever you do,
don't get drunk.

- Right, yeah. I should probably
write that down.

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Ah, the big day has arrived.

- It has!
Sorry you can't join us.

- Sure, somebody has to man
the fort,

though it has been one
of those magical Sundays.

You two are the first people
through that door,

and long may it continue.

Are Lola and Orla here yet?

Is Charlie ready?

- Yeah, they're upstairs,
I'll give them a buzz.

We're here!

Right, Jordan, you know
where I am if you need me.

- Don't worry, boss,
enjoy the wedding.

- Shall we?
- Yes!

Hey!

Uh, leave that open, please.

What the...?

[ Gasps ]

There's a b*mb, it's a b*mb.
Charlie, he's got a b*mb!

I know, I can see.

This here...

this is
a dead man's trigger.

My finger comes off this,

everyone in this
building is dead.

Oh...

You, disable the phone lines.

Do as he says, Jordan.

♪♪

There, he's done it.
Just calm down.

I am calm.

Now, who's in charge here?

- I am.
- Wrong, I am.

And if you want to live,
you'll all do as I say.

In there.

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Everyone turn off their phones.

You, gather them up,
put them in there.

- Look, these people
are civilians --

- Don't speak
unless I ask a question.

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Come on, bring it here.

On the ground.

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Look, we can easily just...

- Ugh!
- [ Screams ]

- Charlie!
You okay?

You okay?

You, who are you?

What are you doing here?

Don't think, answer.

My name is Harry Wild.

You just headbutted my son.

We came to collect him.
We're due at a wedding.

If we're late,
we will be missed.

We? Who's we?

Are you all together?

Wife, daughter...

You, who are you?
Are you boyfriend?

That's good.

You're family.

That's good. [ Sniffles ]

The reason I'm here is family

That'll be good motivation
for you.

Motivation for what?

[ Sniffles ]

My name is Sergeant Major
Trevor Boyd,

formally of the 47th
Infantry Battalion.

Exactly one year ago today,

my daughter Aoife Boyd
was m*rder*d.

♪♪

Her body was found
in the window display

of Gleason's department store
on Canning Street.

You never found her k*ller.

Today you're gonna put
that right.

I remember your daughter.

It wasn't my case,
but I remember it.

- She was suffocated
and put on display.

Of course you remember her.

She just wasn't important enough
for you people to care about.

That's not true.

We can look into this,
just let me make a call --

No!

Nobody is calling anyone.

- You expect him to solve this
here and now, in this room?

- Yeah, that's exactly
what I want him to do,

and if you don't,
nobody here gets out alive.

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- [ Gasps ]
- Uh, Glenn.

Oh...

- Not too late
to change your mind.

Is everything okay, Glenn?

[ Sighs ] It's Harry.

Her and Fergus
should be back by now.

They only went to the Garda
Station to get everyone else.

- Why don't you call her?
- Her phone's switched off.

I've tried Fergus and Charlie,
no one's answering.

And Harry's got the ring!

Look, do us a favor, will you?

Just keep an eye
on everything here

and I'll go and find her.

- Why don't we go
and look for her?

Nah, I'm going nuts waiting.

I'm better off doing something.

I won't be long.

And listen, if you see Petra,
don't tell her I've left, okay?

She'll only start worrying.

Don't you worry, Glenn.

I'll look after this place.

- An alcoholic
in charge of a bar.

What could go wrong?

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- He's one of my best detectives.
I could really use his help.

- No, two guards
might get some ideas.

Now, where's the evidence room?

Down there.

- Charlie, we have to get
Lola and Fergus out of here.

Shut it!

Move!

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What are we gonna do?

We need to call for help.

- We need to be careful
how we do that.

Gardai protocol
in situations like this

is to send in tactical.

Things can easily
get out of hand,

and he is volatile.

So we solve it?

- Whoever investigated it a year
ago couldn't solve it.

How are we supposed to,
stuck in here?

Oh...

Found it.

Okay.

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- There's gonna be photos
of the crime scene in here.

It won't be pleasant for you
to see your daughter

looking like that.

- I wasn't there for her
when she needed me.

I failed my Aoife in life.

I deserve to be punished.

♪♪

- Lola, Fergus...
put them up.

Let's see what
we're dealing with.

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Charlie, why don't you give us
a summary of the case?

Have you just taken over?

- No, dear, I think the man
with the b*mb

strapped to him is in charge.

Good point.

Okay, Aoife Boyd
was working late

at Gleason's
department store,

which was closed
for a stocktake.

Aoife was a trainee
in accounts.

- She was always very bright,
good with numbers.

- Also present were the store
manager, Lorcan Norrie.

- Oh, Orla, can you put these
names down on the board for us?

Yeah.

- Janice Brolly, manager,
shoe department,

Ian Wade, homewares,

Thomas Groban, electrical,

Catrina Berry,
ladies fashion,

Eoin McClory, menswear,
and Aidan Flood, security guard.

The store closed at 6:00.

The rest of the staff left.

There were only
these seven people,

plus Aoife,
left in the store.

It was Catrina Berry's birthday,

and they had a little party,
cake and drinks,

before they started
the stocktake.

There should be a video
in there.

Eoin McClory shot it
on his phone.

♪♪

Get the monitor.

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday,
dear Catrina ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you!

♪ And many more!

Happy birthday!

♪♪

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- After that,
the stocktake began.

Because she was
from accounting,

Aoife was moving between
the various departments.

At 8:45 p.m.,
Aoife's absence was noted.

Lorcan Norrie assumed she had
decided to sneak off early

and planned to reprimand
her the next day.

That doesn't make sense,

if she was moving
between various departments,

why would she think
she wouldn't be missed?

- Yeah, but that's not
what happened, is it?

- No, I know, but that's what
doesn't make sense.

Why would the manager
think that?

Oh, it's a good point.

Orla, put that on the board.

Yeah.

- At 9:00 p.m.,
the stocktake finished

and everyone else left.

Aidan Flood, the security guard,
locked up.

- Did he stay or go
at that point?

- He left.
No in-store security overnight.

The following morning,
Aoife Boyd's body

was discovered
in the window display.

Cause of death was, uh...

asphyxiation.

A plastic bag
had been placed over her head.

Investigating officers
interviewed everyone

who was there that night.

Aoife had only been
working there a few weeks.

She was only there that night

because her supervisor
had called in sick.

No one knew her very well,
no one had any priors,

there was no
DNA evidence linking Aoife

to anyone else present.

That's why there was no arrests
made.

There was no evidence connecting
Aoife to anyone else there.

- No, come on, there were
seven other people there,

one of them
had to be the k*ller.

But which one?

I mean, the guards
couldn't arrest them all.

Lola, Fergus,
go into Charlie's office,

- get on the Internet --
- No!

No Internet.

You can call for help

and everyone stays together.

Look, if you want this solved,

we're going to need more
information than is in that box.

We're going to need to find out
what happened to these people.

Why is your mother in charge?

Welcome to my life.

We won't try and call for help.

We're still very conscious
of the fact

that you've got a b*mb
strapped to you.

Right.

Fine, but if you try anything,
you will be sorry.

- Come on.
- What are we looking for?

- Try social media first,
see if you find where, uh...

where these people are now.

Okay.

Who are you?

[ Scoffs ]

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I'll do the bottom half.

Whatever.

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- These are Aoife's
personal items,

the clothes she was
wearing that night.

Green cardigan...

...cream blouse...

...gray skirt and underwear...

...black shoes...

one claddagh ring, broken.

Did she have a boyfriend?

No.

Are you sure?

- My Aoife was a good girl,
decent.

Well, I wasn't suggesting that.

It's just that if she was
wearing a claddagh ring,

she was either in love
or she was looking for it.

Which one was it?

I dunno.

- You don't know if your daughter
was seeing anyone?

- I wasn't in her life,
I was away.

Oh, on tour?

- Formerly I said,
formerly of the 47th infantry.

I was in prison, okay?

When my daughter needed me,
I was in prison --

armed robbery.

I found it hard when I left
the army, lost my way.

I see.

- When did you get out?
- This morning.

- This is gonna go down well
with your parole officer.

One mobile phone.

Call log's here,
phone's been checked.

Nothing stands out.

One biro...

one sheet of paper...

...one lipstick.

Well, this is accounts.

I suppose
it wouldn't be unusual

working in the accounts
department.

Can I see it?

And that's it.

- Are you sure
there's nothing else?

- Um, autopsy report,
witness statements

and a timeline
of the investigation.

It wasn't extensive.
They had very little to go on.

- These aren't random symbols
in the margins here.

She's flagged
some discrepancies.

Discrepancies?

Yeah, the books don't add up.

- Someone was stealing.
- Who?

I dunno, but it is storewide,

so someone who had access
to more than one department.

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You're being a child.

Yeah, I'm being a child.

- If you're gonna be jealous
of every boy

I speak to, then we
don't have a relationship.

- Please, I am not jealous
of "Toby."

It sure seems that way.

Look, can we just drop it?

Slightly more pressing
matters at hand.

Fine, whatever.

Thank you.

For what?

- You stepped in front of him
back there.

I didn't want you to think
I hadn't noticed.

I've got something.

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Harry, we got something.

- No!
- Lola!

What's going on?

- You looked like you were
about to pass out.

Get away from me.

- Don't you dare touch
my daughter, you piece of sh*t!

What's wrong with you?

- I'm fine, it's low blood sugar.
I'm fine.

Are you diabetic?

I'm fine!

- We're gonna have
to speed this up.

Fergus, Lola,
what did you find out?

- The manager's Vid-Call tag.

- We -- We need to call him, find
out if he remembers something.

- Ask him why he thought
Aoife left early.

How about it?

Want me to phone him?

On speaker.

I want to hear what's said.

It'll be on the screen.

- Okay, well, I don't want them
to see me.

- He's right,
it should just be me.

I'm phoning him as a guard.

Everyone else,
stay out of sight.

- Ask him if she was
seeing someone.

- No, I don't want you
to ask that question.

Why ever not?

- Because it's none
of our business.

- Well, it became our business
when you walked in here

with a b*mb strapped to you,
you silly b*stard.

- Maybe don't antagonize the man
who could k*ll us all, Harry?

- What if she was seeing
someone from that list,

what if they were
the one who k*lled her?

- Harry, leave it, not
an argument you have to win.

- But he's a --
- Harry!

Fine!

Then let's just ignore
the most obvious question!

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Where's Glenn?

Uh, it's bad luck for the bride

to see the groom
on the day of the wedding.

- Yeah, I woke up with
his bum in my face,

so I think it's
a little late for that.

Where is he?

- He just had to nip out.
He'll be -- He won't be long.

Nip out?

Nip out where?

Wholesalers...

needed more nuts.

Nuts?

We have loads of nuts,
salted and dry roasted.

Where is he?

Where has he gone?

[ Gasps ]

Oh, my godfathers!

He's jilted me, hasn't he?

- No.
- No!

[ Screams ]

Oh, would you look at the time!

I have to go
and collect Liberty...

from Annie's.

You okay to handle that,
yeah?

♪♪

b*stard.

♪♪

Curious.

♪♪

[ Grunts ]

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Curiouser and curiouser.

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Hostage situation.

It's Nakatomi Plaza
all over again.

I bloody knew this day
was coming!

Yippee-kai-yay,
fother-mucker!

♪♪

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Aah!

Bugger and a*s.

♪♪

My old friend, the vent.

♪♪

- Mr. Norrie,
apologies for calling you

out of the blue like this.
I'm Chief Superintendent Wild.

I'd like to talk to you
about Aoife Boyd.

Has something happened?

Have you finally found
who did it?

- No, sir, this is just
a routine follow-up.

- I was thinking
about her earlier.

It's a year ago today, you know?

I was reviewing your statement

and wondered if you'd
remembered anything else.

Like what?

- With, uh, a bit of distance,
you might remember things

you didn't think were important
at the time.

No, no, I'm afraid not.

Sorry.

- In your statement, Mr. Norrie,
you said you thought

Aoife must've snuck off early.

Why did you think that?

Did she have a history
of such behavior?

She wouldn't have done that!

He can hear you.

Sorry about that.

A, um, colleague was asking me
an urgent question.

You were saying why you thought
Aoife had left work early.

- I don't know if I did...
think that, I mean.

I didn't know her. She'd only
been with us a short time.

- But you did say that
when questioned?

- Yes, I only said it
because somebody said

they had seen her
going out the back door.

- You didn't mention that
in your statement.

Um, who told you that?

I don't remember who told me.

- Think back, Mr. Norrie,
this could be very important.

Who told you they saw
Aoife leaving?

It was such a long time ago.

- Don't force it. Was it a man
or a woman's voice?

A man's, I think.

Maybe it was Aidan.

No.

Maybe it was Tommy,
was it Tommy?

I-I can't be sure, I'm sorry.

- Mr. Norrie,
Assistant Commissioner

Vivian Mitchell-Tiernan,
one last question...

♪♪

- Sorry, I think
you froze up there.

I didn't catch the question.

- Do you know if Aoife
was seeing anyone,

a boyfriend,
maybe someone at the store?

- Well, I wouldn't pry into
my employees' personal lives.

Of course.

- But I'm fairly sure
there was no boyfriend.

I was under the impression
that she wasn't interested.

Wasn't interested, how?

- Well, she was very friendly
with one of the other employees,

Janice Brolly,
ran the shoe department.

Janice was, well, openly...

- g*y?
- Exactly.

- And do you know where Janice
is now, Mr. Norrie?

- She moved on shortly after,
several people did,

Cat Berry, Thomas Groban,
Aidan Flood.

It was quite an unpleasant
thing to happen.

Mm, a m*rder generally is.

I mean, if you know what I mean.

Oh, I do, it is.

- Janice Brolly, do you
know where she went?

I think she went to England,

but I-I'm not sure.

I have her mobile number
if you want it.

Oh...

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- Probably should've
just bloody knocked.

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Oh, bollocks.

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What century are you living in?

No one cares if you're straight
or g*y anymore.

Jesus, Harry, leave it.

It's just not what it was like

when I was growing up,
that's all!

Well, the world has changed.

You were a failure as a father
in life

and now you refuse
to accept her in death.

- For crying out loud, would you
stop antagonizing him, Harry?!

He is not gonna blow us up.

He doesn't wanna die,
he wants answers.

- Very sure of yourself,
aren't you, woman?

Yes, I am, man.

Tell me I'm wrong.

- No, you're not wrong,
but you're not right either.

See, I don't figure that
I'm getting out of here alive,

but if I don't get answers,

I don't care who
I'm taking with me.

- Do you think your daughter
would be proud of you,

- you selfish f*ck-
- Enough of this!

We have Janice Brolly's number.

Boyd, if you wanna find out
what happened to Aoife,

we have to go where
the evidence takes us.

If you have a problem with that,
I can't help you.

Call her.

Who are you?

- Janice Brolly, I'm Chief
Superintendent Wild,

Dublin Gardai.

Is this about Aoife Boyd?

Uh, what makes you ask that?

- Well, it's the anniversary
of her death, isn't it?

- We spoke to Lorcan Norrie,
that's where I got your number.

He said you and Aoife
were close?

I don't know about close.

We got on, yeah,

but I only knew her
for two months.

She wasn't long working
in the store, so...

- Mr. Norrie was under
the impression

you and she were
in a relationship.

- What you need to understand,
Chief Superintendent,

is that I'm a competitive
body builder,

so a lot of people,
usually men,

think that means I bat
for the other side.

I don't.

I see.

Well, my apologies.

No apologies needed.

And Aoife?

Yeah, she was g*y.

- Was she in a relationship,
and if so, do you know who with?

- No, no relationships.
She wasn't interested.

She said she grew up
with her parents

beating the crap
out of each other

and that put her off.

[ Squeals softly ]

- Could you hold the line
for one moment please?

You got something?

Lorcan, the general manager,

he would've been across
all departments.

Ask her about him.

What do I ask?

I dunno, like, was he dodgy?

♪♪

Sorry about that.

Let me ask you something else.

What can you tell me
about Lorcan Norrie?

Was he a good
general manager?

- Well, he was good at his job
if that's what you mean.

The place ran efficiently
enough, yeah.

- Were there any rumors or talk
about money going missing?

- Well, yeah, but everyone
knew who that was.

Who was it?

It was Aidan.

Aidan Flood,
the security guard.

He's been pilfing
the tills for years.

We have reason to believe

he was onto Aoife
the night she died.

Well, now you're asking

if he could've been
the one to k*ll her?

I don't know.

I do know when we left, a bunch
of us went to the pub,

Aidan was with us.

Man had
a serious drinking problem.

He stayed on till close.

And he was absolutely stocious.

I mean, he couldn't
walk straight...

- Stocious?
- ...couldn't talk...

Very, very, very drunk.

Malky on a Saturday night.

- Tommy and Eoin,
um, Eoin McClory and,

and Tommy Groban,
they had to bring him home.

He spent the night
on Tommy's couch,

puking all over,
as far as I remember,

but you'll have to check
that with Tommy.

Okay.

Thank you.

♪♪

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[ Panting ]

Now, look here, pal.

I don't want no trouble,
alright?

The way I see it, I'm a human
and you're a rat.

That puts me
a little bit further up

the food chain than you.

And if you don't think
I'll eat you,

well, you're very much mistaken,
my friend,

I ate a guinea pig once.

Oh, they're a delicacy in Peru.

Only I wasn't in Peru
at the time,

I was in Swansea.

So you see,
I'm a bit of a hard man, me,

and I suggest you just
go about your business,

and I won't have to go
all Ozzy Osbourne on you.

No, hang on, it was a bat,
wasn't it?

Well, you know what I mean.

- You know what? That was really
brave back there, what you did.

- No, it wasn't.
It was dumb.

It's not like
I thought it through.

- Yeah, well, I thought your
mother was gonna go all...

Black Widow on him.

What did you mean earlier,

it wasn't Toby
you were jealous of?

Uh, nothing.

Look, I was just being an a*s.
Can we drop it?

No secrets.

I...I don't like

that Harry Benedict guy
that's been hanging around.

He just, he thinks
he's smarter than he is,

being all clever about sh*t

that no one knows
anything about.

- You know you're literally
describing my granny?

No, I'm not.

♪♪

What if...Harry wants to be
a detective with him?

He's not stealing her from you.

I mean, he couldn't if he tried.

Harry loves you.

You're like her best friend.

♪♪

- I'm sorry that I was being
a d*ck about Toby.

- As long as you
don't do it again.

♪♪

- Something doesn't
make sense here.

- Lots of things
don't make sense.

- If Janice Brolly
was telling the truth

and Aoife wasn't
in a relationship

and wasn't looking for one,

then why was she
wearing a claddagh?

- She wasn't.
- Wasn't what?

She wasn't wearing one.

In -- In the video,

when -- when she reached out
her glass,

there was no ring.

Charlie, pull it up.

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday,
dear Catrina ♪

- ♪ Happy birthday to you!
- ♪ And many more!

Happy birthday!

You see? Look.

Well spotted.

- What?
What does that mean?

- That means that the k*ller
put the ring on her finger.

- A ring means different things,
right,

depending on which hand it's on,
which way it's facing.

Uh...

Okay.

Right hand facing out
means you're single,

facing in means
you're in a relationship,

left ring finger heart facing
out means you're engaged,

heart facing in means
you're married.

She was married?

- No, I think this is more
about the k*ller than Aoife.

Someone wanted to marry her.

- I think it means
something else.

The crown represents loyalty
or fidelity,

a broken crown, that means
betrayal or infidelity.

- Is someone saying
my Aoife betrayed them?

- Because she would --
- Yeah, yeah, we get it.

Charlie, can you look up
other murders

where the victim
was wearing a claddagh?

What are you thinking?

- I'm thinking this has nothing
to do with Aoife at all.

♪♪

Another m*rder.

The victim was Tilly Granger,


Donegal.

Different M.O.
She was stabbed to death

and buried in a sandpit
of a playground,

wearing a claddagh ring,
left ring finger,

heart facing in,
crown broken off.

Look at the date she died.

Jesus Christ.

It was exactly one year
before Aoife was k*lled.

Look up, uh, a year earlier.

- Katherine Rooney,


she was strangled, her body
was left in a recycling bin,

claddagh ring, left hand,
heart facing in, crown broken.

- They were all k*lled
differently,

but they were
all wearing a ring

and hidden somewhere
where they could be found.

- All physically similar --

young, pretty,
slim build, brunette.

Fergus! Fergus!

Lola!

- What's wrong?!
What's going on?!

- We're onto something.
We need you to go back

into the social media
of everyone you've found.

We need you to go back
to the date

that Aoife died every year

and see if you can
find something big.

How big?

- Life changing.
Go, quickly!

[ Crying ]

I knew Glenn was too good
to be true.

Glenn?

- How can a man like that be
satisfied with someone like me?

Glenn?

He's smart, cultured.

He's been all around the world,
you know?

He's from Wales.

He can answer almost
all the questions on "Pointless"

and it's the best sex
I've ever had.

Glenn?

Glenny. [ Sobbing ]

- Glenny didn't want us
to tell you this

because he didn't want
to worry you.

He had to go and get Harry
because she has the ring.

He doesn't want anything
to ruin your big day.

He hasn't jilted you.

Marriage is built on trust,
so [breathes deeply]

So you just have to have
a little faith in him, okay?

You're right.

I'm gonna be the bride
my Glenny deserves.

Jesus Christ.

- Oh, come on, pal,
let's just be reasonable, hey?

I'm supposed to be getting
married today.

She's lovely, my Petra,

much better than an oaf
like me deserves.

Haven't you ever been in love?

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Well, I guess he has.

Must've hit a nerve there.

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Oh, got something.

Catrina Berry's granny died
on this day 14 years ago.

- It doesn't feel like it'd drive
you to m*rder young women.

- Yeah.
- Keep looking.

Okay.

Oh, sh*t!

♪♪

It was Thomas Groban.

- Four years ago on this day,
he was supposed to get married

to a woman
called Ann-Marie O'Hare.

- He was super active
on all socials right up

to the day,
posting everything.

- Place settings...
- Choices of first dance...

- And then the day after,
he posts this.

- Yeah and after that,
his socials changed,

became dull.

He only reposted other people's
stuff, nothing original.

- Do you remember
what Janice said?

They went to the pub.

Aidan Flood, the security guard,
got so drunk

he had to spend the night
on Thomas Groban's sofa.

- Groban had access to his keys!
- I bet if we checked,

Groban would've been plying him
with booze all evening.

I mean, he wasn't gonna
leave anything to chance.

- Okay, so he kills Aoife earlier
in the evening

and then he stashes
the body somewhere.

He comes back later and hides
her body in the window display.

I mean, what he did, hiding her
under all those bears,

that would've taken time.

Oh, oh, oh...

- Look, uh, you could just
put your hand up

or something if you have
something to say.

- No, he kills
because he was jilted.

Yes, I think we got that.

- No, no, no, no, today,
he kills today.

- Oh, my God, you're right.
She's right!

Groban's going to k*ll again.

We have to find him.

- Norrie said he was
one of the ones who left

after Aoife was m*rder*d.

Does his social media
say where he is now?

No, it's all anonymous.

- Bollocks, he's not
in the system.

I checked earlier
for all of them.

- I've got an idea,
give us a second.

Lola?

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I'm saved.

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sh*t.

That's a bit high.

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- Ann-Marie O'Hare, uh,
Thomas Groban's ex-fiancée,

she's very active on socials.

- She's the assistant manager
at a restaurant

called Potters
on O'Connell Street.

And she's working right now.

- You got all that
from social media?

Yeah.

Okay.

♪♪

♪♪

- Potters, Ann-Marie here,
how can I help?

- Ann-Marie O'Hare, I'm Chief
Superintendent Charlie Wild.

I need to talk to you about
your ex-fiancé, Thomas Groban.

- I always knew this day
would come.

Why do you say that?

- Why do you think
I called off the wedding?

I always knew there was
something deeply wrong with him,

nothing I could prove.

I even talked to a guard once,
family friend.

He said you lot
couldn't act on a feeling.

- Ann-Marie?

Listen to me, we need to find
Thomas as soon as possible.

We think someone's life
is in danger.

- That's easy, tell me
where you want him.

- What?
- Thomas will do anything for me.

He's trying to win me back.

If I call him, he comes running.

- Anywhere?
- Anywhere.

[ Sighs ]

♪♪

- I'm looking for Ann-Marie
O'Hare, she called me.

You people arrested her.
You've made a mistake.

I demand to speak
to her right now.

- Thomas Groban,
you're under arrest

on suspicion of the m*rder
of Aoife Boyd.

- Charlie!
Charlie!

- Oh, Charlie!
- Dad!

- Ann-Marie!

Handed you over on a plate.

Thinks you're a psycho.

Do you know who I am?

I'm Aoife's dad.

You k*lled my baby.

This here
is a dead man's trigger.

You deserve to die,
Thomas Groban.

♪♪

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♪♪

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[ Sighs ]

- Uhh!
[ Thud ]

Whoa!

- [ Groans ]
- Glenn!

Oh, Glenn, what are you
doing here?

What happened?

You've got the ring, Harry.

The ring?

[ Laughter ]

I got the...

I got the ring.

I bloody hope you have.

Oh, poor Glenn.

So, who's officiating?

- I am.
Got my license specially.

Is that legal?

Good question.

No idea, never asked.

[ Piano playing soft music ]

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Oh, what happened to you?

Oh..."Die Hard."

- Oh, cool, you've always
wanted to do that.

Did you get to use the Zippo?

- It was perfect,
I'll get changed later.

I didn't wanna keep you
waiting any longer.

Petra Margaret Ophelia O'Rourke,

the first time I met you,
you stole my car.

[ Laughs ]

- The next time,
it was my wallet

and then my trousers.

But you know what?

Somewhere along the way,
you also stole my heart.

Glenn Glenn Talbot...

Is his middle name Glenn?

- ...the first time
that I saw you,

I thought you looked like
Rock Hudson,

but then my mam pointed out
you're more like a tall

Diego Maradona,
and that was even better.

I am quite tall.

- You're the most interesting man
that I've ever met,

- and I've met Bono...
- That prick.

- You're the kindest,
sweetest man I know

and the things
that you can do sexually,

I mean, it's just
a whole other level.

Mind-blowing.

You're welcome.

I love you, Petra.

Will you be my wife?

- I will.
Will you be my husband?

I will.

By the power invested in me
by the online course/form

I filled in,
I now pronounce us man and wife.

I may now kiss the bride.

- Glenn, Glenn!
- Hmm?

- Glenn, you're
forgetting something.

Oh, sorry.

Bugger.

No one saw that, right?

Oh!

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[ All cheering ]

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