03x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[moans softly]

[Marcella panting]

[g*nsh*t]

[grunts]

[g*nsh*t]

[breathing heavily] Help.

- [Marcella] I told you to walk away.
- [whimpers]

[theme song playing]

[ship horn blaring]

- [door opens]
- [Marcella] Hey.

Come into the kitchen.

Why aren't you at work?

Just... come. Come on.

[Marcella chuckles] All right.

[Lawrence chuckles]

[drink pouring]

What's this?

Keira, ten months ago today,

you walked into my office
and I met you for the first time.

They've been the best

and probably the happiest
ten months of my life.

And...

to give you this.

- Wow.
- Do you like it?

Is it an engagement ring?

Do you want it to be one?

Oh, I really don't know, Lawrence.

In that case, it's just a ring.

I love you.

[chuckles softly]

[children chattering and laughing]

[Megan] We really need to talk
about next week.

When Jack's going to move in.

Oh, to begin with, at any rate.

- Jessie...
- What?

What do you want me to say?

- Everything has been decided for me anyway.
- Everything has been decided for me anyway.

And no one gives a sh*t
about what I want.

That's not true.

Isn't it?

Right then.

I don't want to see him,

I want to change school,
and I want us to move.

Oh, pet.

What happened to your face?

I fell... in PE.

Where are you off to?

Help a friend with her homework.

- When will you be home?
- Later.

- [sighs]
- [door closes]

What about you?

All right, then. [grunts]

[boy] Right.

Come on, then.

[typing]

Be finished in a minute.

What are you doing?

The usual,

making Maguire & Sons Logistics

a little bit more profitable
than it really is.

That was silly, wasn't it,

the stuff with the champagne?

We can't get married.

Forget it.

The whole thing seemed better
in my head.

Do you want the ring back?

Absolutely not. No. [chuckles]

[chuckles] It looks expensive.

It was.

But the people it came from
can afford it.

[typing]

What?

Nothing.

[typing continues]

[gate beeping]

[brakes hiss and squeal]

Great. You're on the next boat
to England in the morning.

Good man. Thanks.

[man] All right. Cheers. See ya.

[chimes]

Can we cancel tonight?

Why?

Problems?

Well, no, I just...

wanna spend the night with you.
I'm in London tomorrow.

Hmm.

Well, Mam would take it completely
the wrong way if we don't turn up.

- If you don't turn up.
- Hmm.

[groans]

[chuckles]

Can't you say you're not feeling well
because of the baby?

Yep. If you want her
to send an ambulance

and spend the night in the hospital,
then sure.

[groans softly]

- [exhales]
- [chuckles] Does it hurt?

No, not at all.

Oh, nice try.

I guess screaming's bad
for your hardman image. [gasps]

Maybe...

I can help with that.

Like a gag.

- Don't even think about it.
- Oh.

- Stacey.
- Bobby.

- Stacey, don't. [chuckles]
- [whispers] I'm very, very serious.

Don't...

- [mumbling]
- [Stacey laughing]

- Hang on.
- [muffled] How will you take it off?

Hang on, I'm going to pull it off.
Are you ready?

- [muffled] Stacey, no.
- Are you ready? One...

- Stacey, no.
- ...two, three!

[groans] God! f*ck!

[Stacey laughing]

- [groans] Jesus!
- [Stacey humming]

[reverse indicator beeping]

[brakes squeal]

[cargo thuds]

f*ck!

- [Marcella] Are we late?
- No.

Thank you.

[chuckling] These shoes.

- Oh, damn.
- What's up?

Er, I've forgotten something.

- Will you, erm, drive?
- Yeah.

[Marcella] I won't be a minute.

[exclaims]

[car door closes]

[tape rips]

[device thuds]

[knocking at door]

- Ah, you're here. Welcome.
- [Marcella chuckles] Hi.

- Sorry, we're a bit late.
- It's fine.

Keira, you look fantastic.

- Thank you. How's things?
- Good.

Looking forward to this evening.

[Katherine] I thought maybe
we could go and get it tomorrow.

[butler] Thank you, sir.

[Stacey] I can't, I'm afraid.

Bobby's in London
with his mates for a bit.

Saturday, maybe?

Look what the cat dragged in.

- How're you doing?
- [Marcella] Hi.

- [Stacey] Hello.
- Hello.

Good evening, Katherine.

[Lawrence] How are ya?

Good evening.

- [Marcella] Hi.
- Hiya.

- [Marcella] How are you, Stacey?
- Hello, Lawrence.

- [Stacey] Good, good.
- [Bobby] How are ya?

How's your new business going?

Great. Thanks for asking.

[Finn] And what is it this time?

Essential oils,

crystals, dream catchers?

What do you care? It's mine.
It's got nothing to do with any of you.

[Finn] Let's see if you're still
saying that when the rent's due.

[Finn and Stacey chuckle]

[Stacey] Mmm-hmm.

I, er, ordered a new Bentley today.
[chuckles]

Who do you think you are? Me?

[Bobby and Stacey laugh]

[Bobby] No, it's got more cool stuff
than yours, though.

Twenty-one inch classic alloy
polished wheels, walnut veneer,

colour contrast on the inside,
stitching on the seats...

We're paying you too much.

[chuckles] Oh, I'd say I'm worth it.

[scoffs] And why is that?

The best thing you've done so far
is get your wife pregnant.

Mam!

[Finn] How much are we
paying him, Lawrence?

Don't know off the cuff.

[Stacey] Stop being an arsehole, Finn.

[Finn] It's a joke, Stacey.

Come on, he's a big lad.
He can take a wee joke.

Dinner is ready.

Oh, I'm starving.

[Lawrence] Shall we?

Erm, do you need a hand?

No, thank you.

[Finn] Saddle of venison.

Your favourite, if I remember.

- It is.
- [Finn] Good.

Good.

Chris to Control. Chris to Control.
Message. Over.

[woman over radio] Control,
go ahead. Over.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[canister hissing]

- [phone ringing]
- [water running]

[phone continues ringing]

[phone beeps]

[Rory] Yes?

- [man speaking indistinctly over phone]
- How many?

I see.

[Finn] Mmm.

[Katherine] It's the opening tomorrow.

Are you going to be there?

I can't. I've got meetings all day.

Hmm.

What, erm, opening is it?

The mayor's coming.
Taking the credit for our work.

Katherine's financed new houses
on the estate where she grew up.

[Katherine] We financed.

The Maguires. The family.

Megan says there's dr*gs on the estate.

[Finn] The Callaghans?

[Katherine] She doesn't think so.
It's not ours.

All right, I'll get someone on it.

[mobile phone ringing]

I'm tied up at the minute.

Is that a new ring?

- [Bobby] Huh?
- Oh, erm... Yep.

Lawrence got it for me today.

Are you guys engaged?

- No.
- [both chuckle]

You planning for the future, are you?

It's just a ring.

[Bobby] All right. Bye.

Excuse me.

Whoever that was,
I'm sure they can wait.

I'm sorry,
it didn't sound like it could.

So tell us what's more important
than having dinner with the family?

Your brother.

[Bobby] I love you.

[softly] Yeah.

[door closes]

[Lawrence] Here,
let me help you with that.

[Marcella] Thanks for having us over,
Finn. It was lovely.

[Stacey] Ready to go, hon?

[Bobby] Give me that.

[door opens and slams]

He's going to be fun tonight.
Thank Rory for me.

We should be... heading off, too.

- Thanks.
- Thanks for a lovely evening.

[Finn] Have you got a minute?

[door closes]

Something I wanna show you.

[clock chiming]

[door opens]

[Marcella] Come on.

[Finn] Up there. Do you see it?

A kind of greenish ball.

It's a bit dark.

That's mistletoe.

The stuff you kiss under at Christmas.

A hemiparasite.

It draws water and nutrients
from the host it's parasitic upon.

If you don't watch out...

it can k*ll the tree.

Interesting.

[Finn] Isn't it?

- [gasps]
- [body thuds]

[birds screeching]

[breathing shakily]

[Marcella breathing heavily]

[Marcella grunts]

[car door closes]

[car engine starts]

[Bobby] It's the haulage company
that's in the sh*t, not us.

They can't connect anything
to Maguire & Sons,

or any of the legal businesses.

So why the hell is Raw Hands
having a go at me?

[Stacey] Because you were
made responsible for the docks.

- And don't call him that.
- It wasn't my decision

to fill the lorry full of that
nitrogen sh*t, was it?

- [Stacey] You just don't get it, do you?
- [Bobby] No, I do get it! I do get it.

Your family take every chance they get
to put me down.

They think
they're so much better than me.

[Stacey] Bobby, you are
responsible for the docks.

[Stacey sighs]

Are you coming?

Something else I need to fix.

[Stacey sighs in exasperation]

[grunts]

[door unlocking]

[vehicle approaching]

[Lawrence] Keira, ten months ago today...

[Marcella] They really have been
a fun ten months.

[man ] Marcella.

[man ] People are watching you.

[woman] Marcella!

[indistinct voices echoing]

[breathing heavily]

[Edward] Mum!

[man ] Marcella Backland.

[man ] Marcella...

- [crying]
- [Edward] Mum.

[Lawrence] ...the happiest
ten months of my life.

[Marcella] Juliet?

Juliet.

Juliet.

- I'll have a bit of HP, mate.
- All right.

- Big portion, isn't it?
- [door opens]

Who are you?

Aaron.

Get to f*ck, Aaron.

See you about, man.

Say hi to Danny.

Yeah.

[door closes]

It's not Wednesday.

The family's planning a clean-up.

We can't have dr*gs on our turf.

[chuckles softly]

So, what are you saying?
We haven't got a deal anymore?

We never had a deal of any kind.

What are you talking about?

I said we never had a deal.

And this is to make sure you get that.

- [g*nsh*t]
- [Ryan screams] You f*cking bastard!

[Ryan continues screaming]

Oh, sh*t!

You f*cking bastard!

You f*cking bastard!

[Ryan howling in pain]

[gasps]

We're going through Lawrence's stuff.
Come down when you're ready.

You had Conor follow me here. Why?

It was an eventful evening.

I thought it best to keep an eye on you.

Pack some clothes and things.

You're staying with us for a while.

No, that won't be necessary.

Maybe not.

But I think it would be best.

[objects clattering]

He has a backup.

Show me.

[clattering]

Anything else?

Not that I know of.

Right. Get your stuff. We're leaving.

[bag unzips]

[Finn] Keira, move your arse.

I'm ready.

[door opens]

You can stay here as long as you need.

And who decides what I need?

[luggage thuds]

[door closes]

You brought her here?

Yes, I did.

Without talking to me or your brother?

Do I have to ask for permission?

Rory's checked up on her.

She warned us that
Lawrence was robbing us blind,

and today she gave us this.

We missed it searching the house.

[inhales deeply]

What?

Well, she can't go and work
at Lawrence's firm.

Since we're keeping an eye on her,
she could help you out.

- Drive you around, that sort of thing.
- I'm not weak.

I know.

But you're weakened.

Don't get any ideas.

Heading out?

I've a doctor's appointment.

Conor will take you.

I can go by myself.

Yes, you can,

but Conor will take you.

Thanks.

[indistinct chatter]

Lawrence is dead.

How? What happened?

They found out he was
stealing from them and sh*t him.

And there's no way
you could've done anything to stop it?

I didn't know they were on to him.

Okay, so our contact's gone.

And I'm living with them.

- You're f*cking what?
- You heard me.

Well, your plan got us nowhere.

Ten months with Lawrence,
absolutely nothing.

No. No way.
Not without clearing it with me.

- That breaks every rule in every book.
- Right.

Like using a presumed-dead cop
to go undercover?

Don't be a f*cking hypocrite, Frank.

[smacks lips] Okay.

I'll send this upstairs
and contact you the usual way,

but it's not up to me.

Someone will report Lawrence missing.
There'll be an investigation.

You need to keep me out of it.

You do your job, I'll do mine.

Marcella. Marcella?

Keira.

Just be careful.

- Drive me.
- [Marcella] What?

You can't drive?

- Yeah, I can.
- Then drive me.

All right.

Where are we going?

I'll tell you.

[engine starts]

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Hi, Katherine.

When did your family leave Belfast?

Just before I was born,

but my grandparents were here,
so I came back quite a lot.

Manchester, was it?

Yep.

Is that when you joined the police?

When I was , yes.

Ah.

Excuse me.

- Hello.
- [Alexander] Katherine.

I wasn't sure you'd make it.

It's our estate.
Of course I was going to make it.

It's the city's estate,

and you are
one of its many generous sponsors.

The biggest by far.

Because we care about these people.

Unlike the city.

I don't believe we've met.
Alexander Monroe.

- I'm the new mayor.
- I'm Keira Devlin.

I'm a friend of Katherine's.

No, you're not.

Well, it's always good to see you,
but, er, I need to go get ready.

- Katherine.
- Hi, Megan.

- Is Jessie not with you?
- Oh, she's over there.

[Katherine] Oh. Is everything all right?

[Megan] Yeah.

[sighs] She's ,

and this business with Jack,

she doesn't really know
how to deal with it.

Deal with what? He's her father.

[Megan] Yes, of course, but...

It'll work out.

Oh, that's not necessary.
He's due out in a few days.

We said we'd look after you
until he's back.

That's the agreement.

[sighs] All right.

- Hi.
- [microphone feedback]

- Hello, everyone.
- [boy] Come on.

- [Alexander] Wonderful news, eh?
- [Jessie] Push off.

[Alexander] The final stage

in our major construction project
has been completed.

Fifteen new houses,
on top of the already existing ,

ready to move into.

They may not sound like much, houses,
but that's only here on this estate.

All over Belfast,

we're working hard and making good
on the promise I gave.

- No, stop! Get off!
- [boy] Come on.

- You did it with Dave.
- [Jessie] Get off me!

- [boy] If it's good, we'll pay.
- Get off me!

- [Marcella] Hey!
- [Jessie] No! Stop! Get off me!

[boy groans]

Yeah?

[Kn*fe clinks]

[Marcella] Hey!

All right.

Drop it or I'll hurt you.

[Marcella panting]

[Kn*fe clatters]

- Now when a girl says...
- [groaning]

...to get off her, she means get off her.
You got that?

- [boy groans loudly]
- [Marcella] Yeah?

[boy] Yeah.

[Alexander] And from today,
from this moment,

I'm gonna prove it to you.

But, er...

[sniffles]

there's something else
we need to talk about.

Ten young people d*ed yesterday.

Suffocated... after being
transported like animals.

They came here hoping for a better future,
a better life,

but they d*ed.

Some would say
these people shouldn't have come,

that they were here illegally.

But let's remember...

they are the victims.

Someone made good money
bringing them here.

And here on this estate,

a drug dealer was sh*t last night.

Human trafficking,

dr*gs, weapons,

organised crime.

Sometimes... we need to be reminded
about the things we already know about.

Because the fact is...

that death and v*olence...
has become so common,

we no longer react.

Ten dead,

a young man sh*t,

all in the space of hours.

Well, I've had enough.

And the people of this city
have given me a mandate for change.

So, tomorrow,

police and customs officers
will get more resources.

Tomorrow, we come down hard
on organised crime.

Thank you.

[Katherine over phone]
He just declared w*r on us.

[Rory] If they target the docks,
it might be difficult.

We've got a lot of shipments
the next few weeks.

[Katherine] Yes, I know.

[Finn] It's Bobby's fault
we're in this mess.

He should be here fixing this.
Where is he?

[Rory] He's in London.

[upbeat club music playing]

What do you think you're doing?

Relax.

Here...

let me buy your beers.

No, wait your turn.

You got some cash, and you're
still standing, so back off while you can.

[people exclaiming]

[laughs]

Right, then.

You should keep the money.

You could buy yourself
something better than that.

Don't. Just leave it.

Don't touch me.

Last chance.

- [man ] Hi, Bobby.
- [Bobby] How are you, lads?

Hey. What the f*ck was that?

Huh?

- [man ] No! Bobby!
- [man ] Bobby!

[man ] No, Bobby.

[Bobby yells]

- [grunting]
- [man ] Bobby!

Stop, will ya?

[men clamouring]

Get off me!

Get off me!

[panting]

Not a word.

You hear me? Not one word.

I'll come back here, I'll find you,
and I'll k*ll you.

Do you understand?

[man ] Take the bottle.

[waitress sobbing]

[camera shutter clicking]

[indistinct chatter]

- My witness, the waitress?
- Over there.

Alanah, I'm DCI Rav Sangha,

I'm in charge of this investigation.
Can I have a quick chat?

I didn't see anything.

Were you not in the room?

Er... Earlier on,
but not right then.

Right, but you did see the party
that hired it, is that correct?

Yes, erm...

[hesitantly] Only, I wasn't...
I wasn't in there when it happened.

Right, Alanah, do you...

do you know who the victim is?

Okay, well, his name is Isambard Grey,

and he's the son of the Foreign Secretary,
so we need all the help we can get, okay?

Sorry.

I can't help you.

[sighs]

[knocking at door]

Yes?

Sorry, erm...

Can I... Have you got a minute?

Depends what you want.

I wanted to give you this.

Your money paid for it, so...

[Marcella sighs]

What?

Why don't you like me?

Who said I don't like you?

Pretty obvious.

I don't dislike you.

I just don't trust you.

Lawrence trusted you.

Didn't he?

[door closes]

[vehicle approaching]

[vehicle door closes]

[Finn] Eddie. Everything all right?

- [Eddie] I think so, yeah.
- [Finn] Think so?

I took all this that they had on them.

- [Finn] Okay.
- [Eddie] This is it.

[Finn] Keep me in the loop.

[camera shutter clicking]

[outgoing message tone]

- [knocking at door]
- [door opens]

Did you want something?

[Marcella and Finn moaning]

[both continue moaning]

[Finn grunting]

[gasps softly]

[Finn grunting loudly]

[Rory moans softly]

I've missed you.

I've missed this.

Do you like it?

I got it in a fight.

Who with?

A woman.
I was in a serious relationship...

and he was sleeping with someone else
for several years.

Was this back when you were a cop?

Mmm-mmm.

Afterwards.

What happened to her?

They found her in a park.

Buried.

Did you k*ll her?

What if I did?

[Finn breathing deeply]

[theme song playing]