Holding (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript
We're exhuming the bodies
of Mr and Mrs Burke.
See if the remains
are a DNA match.
You shouldn't have
exhumed those bodies!
"TB, BH." Forensics
found it with the bones.
Tommy Burke, Brid Harrington.
Ooh!
Brid and Evelyn. Thick as
thieves they used to be,
and now neither of them'll
look the other in the eye.
I can't. I can't.
I can't. I can't.
'I'm sorry,
'but the person you
called is not available.'
'Please leave your
message after the tone.'
Mrs Riordan, Brid. It's
Sergeant Collins. PJ.
Look, I'm worried. We're
all worried about you.
You need to answer
the phone to someone.
You know you can
talk to me. Please
call me back. OK? OK.
Oh, God! You frightened
the life out of me.
Jesus wept! Did you
phone Brid's husband?
No, I went over. He wasn't home.
I'll go over again.
At eight o'clock in the morning?
Yeah, it's all a bit odd.
The Ross sisters had
their children overnight.
That's a disgrace. Ah, now...
Now, now, now. Sausages won't
buy themselves, you know.
All right. And by the way...
Very sorry about that.
Sorry about what?
What's she sorry about?
Brid Riordan show up?
No. You're worrying
about nothing.
I don't know, is it strange?
Brid and Evelyn Ross were both...
er... congregating with Tommy Burke.
His body - corpse - body turns
up, they're seen fighting,
and Brid Riordan disappears?
The plot thickens, Peej!
My name is PJ.
That's my best towel!
Oh, do you want
it back? No. Ooh!
Jesus, I'm only messing.
The boss and I thinks it makes
more sense for me to
stay here while we wait
for the exhumation results.
Yeah, about that.
People are upset.
Well, tell people that murders
tend to be upsetting, PJ!
It's less than 24 hours, hon.
You can dial down the
Orphan Annie routine.
Evelyn! You could try to
be a little bit nicer.
It is mental that they're
here, of all places!
Anthony asked me to hang
onto them a while longer.
What?! I know.
I don't know what's going on.
Ev
You don't know where Brid is?
Hello. Morning.
No, Linus. No news.
OK. OK, on the way.
The night of Tommy
Burke's stag was carnage!
Everyone was annihilated.
How was it carnage?
Bit of Gorgonzola, PJ.
How was it carnage?
Everyone was invited,
the whole village.
Except poor Brid at home and Evelyn
Ross wriggling herself up on Tommy.
Tommy was entitled to a pint.
Sure, wasn't it his stag?
Oh!
I have something to show you.
Brid has no cop on.
She makes mistake after mistake.
What kind of mistakes, Kitty?
You've the same
cheekbones as me.
People love a cheekbone. Kitty?
Can you think of anyone who
had reason to want Tommy dead?
No.
Tommy's mother, whose
grave you pulled up,
used to come in here begging for
credit to buy the few messages!
Sure Tommy had no choice but
to marry Brid and her big farm.
Susan, you spoke to me
about Evelyn and Brid.
You felt they could have
hurt Tommy together?
Oh, God, no, I didn't mean that!
Just that they both loved him.
That's all.
Tommy asked me to video
the wedding, on the cheap.
I tested out the camera
the night before.
Didn't have a clue
what I was doing.
I left it on, saw...
It's mostly knees,
but Tommy's voice is in there.
Can I take the whole
camera? I suppose, yeah.
Jamon Iberico? Er, listen, er,
Brid Riordan hasn't been seen.
Did you hear anything? Oh,
she was here the other day.
Buying a rake of mini
wines. She was very curt.
She should have fought
to make Tommy like her.
He was happy enough to marry her,
once I had a word in his ear.
He was fixated on Evelyn Ross,
but Brid was getting the ring!
He came and showed me it.
He sat so close, I thought he was
going to slip it on my finger!
I want to talk to the
Rosses about Brid.
Evelyn must know something.
Today is about questioning
the village about Tommy.
Don't get distracted! I'm not!
Nice swim?
I'm wondering
about Brid Riordan.
We don't know where she is.
Let's try an easier question.
Evelyn, where were you on
the day of Brid Riordan
and Tommy Burke's
wedding? In bed.
I was out the night before.
You went to the lads' stag?
She was at the pub that
night. We all were.
Let's cut the shite. I was 17.
You know I was
shagging Tommy, yes?
I went to his stag,
the whole town did.
I drank two bottles of red wine,
then puked them up on the
good rug and passed out.
So I don't know what
Tommy did 20 years ago.
If he's dead, he's dead, but
you won't get tears out of me.
It's not tears we're
after. It's intel.
Oh, intel... is it,
Sergeant? Very good
Who around here would have
reason to want Tommy Burke dead?
Oh, apart from the woman he left
standing at the altar like a dope?
If we knew where Brid Riordan
was, we'd be asking her.
Well, when you track her down,
let her know where her
kids are. Excuse me.
I know. I know. But I told you,
stop phoning me
- I'll phone you.
Excuse me.
Get out!
Get out of there. Carmel!
You can't go in there,
OK? It's not safe.
After you were on the beach
with Brid, what happened to her?
No idea. She's a grown woman.
Should you not be
focusing on murderers,
rather than some drunk mum?
We're focused on both.
It's all just gossip
at this stage.
Even the only bit of video evidence
we got was just blurry legs.
We don't have anything yet.
Oh, for goodness sake!
Why aren't you eating your
tea? Bit of heartburn.
Can I have your steak, so?
Er... Yeah, OK, go ahead,
take it. Growing boy.
Mr Riordan? Yes?
Mucky aul' business,
eh? Farming? Yeah.
Right... yes. Listen,
I wanted to have a chat
with you about Brid in person.
Do you wanna go inside?
Is there bad news?
Oh, no, just in so much as maybe
we could speak in the kitchen?
Oh, no, we're grand
here. OK... Well...
We've checked the hospitals and
I've phoned all the local pubs
and there's no sign. Have you any
thoughts on where she might be?
No idea. I've
called her 50 times.
But she'll come back
when she's ready.
OK. Well, if you think of
anywhere she might be, just
give me a call any time.
I will. This must be
difficult.
So, did you just come back here to
give the children Spanish ham or...
No, I'm sorry. I can't
stop thinking about Brid.
She's probs on an adventure.
Has she been upset
recently, Cathal?
Did she say anything?
Y'know, me and my
dad were great pals.
We were always on
the go together.
So are me and Mam. What's your
favourite thing to do with her?
Dancing. And she takes
me for the best sandwich.
The cheese smells rotten,
but it tastes amazing.
So, tell me, where is the
best sandwich, Cathal?
In a sticky red
room with karaoke.
Thank you.
Whoa!
Oh, fuck!
TURNS MUSIC OFF
I'm supposed to eat
with my tablets. Anthony
is there any dinner?
Did Brid come back?
I have to go out.
Don't go wandering!
'That child's a nightmare!'
She'll be cross when we leave.
Mam, Mam, I've to
tell you something!
I got called up!
To the army? To the Cork team.
To the seniors. I'm going
to play for the county!
Jesus!
I'll be on the telly.
I'm in the team.
They've been watching me play
all year. I play for Cork, Mam!
I play for Cork!
Love, we're leaving soon.
Oh, yeah, I-I'm not going
to America. Obviously.
Huh? Imagine a Cork jersey
with CHEN on the back!
Mam, this is... This is
my wildest dream, like.
I would never ever let this go!
God love. OK. Well,
I'll stay, too.
Don't be mental, you're
dying to go. I'm grown up.
Dad's only a town
over. Don't stress.
Too happy. Yeah? Bye.
Shh! Shh!
Why are my hands all dirty?
Oh, I fucking hate this song.
Do you know what, do you
know what's a good song?
Hang on. Hang on.
Be quiet, you old
lagger!
Yeah, I'll
see you tomorrow, yeah?
All right, bye.
Can I help you?
Was that Evelyn?
As if I'm telling
you. Look, Stephen...
I am trying to talk
to you like an adult.
Florence, I'm not
coming with ye.
Soon, you can delete my number and
pretend my mam is a proper lesbian.
OK. Evelyn is... She's all
over the place at the minute.
I am just asking if you
can... No, thank you.
'I had a fabulous time.'
Thank you.
I did.
Did you like it?
We can.
I'm so sorry. You're
OK. You're OK.
Can we get chips 'n' cheese?
No! I need to get you
home. Oh! I'm ravenous.
Oh!
Oh! Mm-hm.
Just leave me here.
I'm not leaving
you in a car park.
Everyone thinks I killed Tommy.
Everyone doesn't like me.
Why does everyone
think you killed Tommy?
Because I'm... his ex.
That's no reason to
kill someone, PJ,
no reason for killing.
You can pick up
your kids tomorrow.
Sit down and drink that.
You'll join me? No,
thanks. I'm grand.
You'll not join me in
an Alka Seltzer, Garda!
No, thank you now. Ooh!
OK, yes, look now, I'd better...
Yeah, no, I had a
lovely time, thank you.
I've gotta go and collect...
check on my mam now.
Brid, I can't pretend
this didn't happen.
Your car. And we'll
need to question you.
You can't avoid it.
I know.
You-You'll come back tomorrow?
I can't face Evelyn. I can't.
Right. Yeah.
PANTS
Do you ever stop?
Where've you been?
Oh, I just brought
Brid Riordan home.
Oh, OK. So we're just
working solo, is it?
Finding missing persons without
consulting me? It's unusual.
No, I had a feeling, and...
It's bullshit, PJ, to be honest.
So, how long have
ye been married?
I never said I was married.
Oh, who's married?
Me, apparently.
Oh, we were wondering, cos you're
always texting and you wear a ring.
Oh! Hm!
Was that the wife?
Christ! Whoa! What wife?
Where's your wife? Do
you not have a wife?
Mrs Meany, do you have a wife?
Or where's Mr Meany?
PJ, why is there not a
single picture of your family
in this whole place?
That's unusual! Do you
wanna talk about it?
No!? No?! For Jesus' sake!
What?
Bloody hell.
Oh, God!
Jesus, Mam! What are you doing?
Where were you, you dopey bitch?
You didn't sleep
out here, did yer?
No-one
answered the doors!
Oh! I should have you
arrested for neglect.
Mam, I'm so sorry.
Bloated.
Evelyn.
Can I ask you something?
Ev, you can't keep ignoring
me. We are not seven.
Are you messing
around with Stephen?
It's just... Evelyn
he is a child... practically.
Are you OK?
I haven't told the
Guards something.
I haven't shown this to anyone.
Tommy wrote to
you after he left?
I think he was planning
to head to London.
Look...
"One world was not
enough for two"
"like me and you."
He wrote it in the letter.
Do you think I'm pathetic?
Oh, I shouldn't have told you.
I don't think Tommy's
in London, love. Do you?
I'm sorry I didn't tell
you I was leaving, Ev.
I-I don't think I
can do this, PJ.
I'm going to work.
Well... You're alive.
Where are the kids?
Anthony came and
got them last night.
I thought he'd
take them home! Oh!
I suppose if I were so concerned
with my kids, I wouldn't leave them
on the street, like
the fucking recycling.
We'll go. Thanks, Abigail.
Poor, sad Brid will
be left in peace
to sleep off her
never-ending hangover
while I'm hounded about
her wedding, her fiancee.
That's enough now. Thanks.
He'll have taken them to
his mother's up in Cork.
Oh, for fuck sake!
He won't keep them from you.
Brid, what's the situation
with you and Evelyn?
Ah, she's a bit...
Her dad
killed himself when she was
very young. She's angry.
I shouldn't have asked you to
come with me today. I'm sorry.
We need to talk anyway.
'We'll have definitive
results from the DNA soon,
'but I want you
in Duneen for now,
'so keep me posted, but don't
go too rural on me, Detective.
'We'll be in touch with DNA
findings ASAP. Right. Enough.'
Can I ask you a
couple of questions?
No! Mrs Meany?
Look, I don't have to sit around
here all day listening to things
about murder and
everything else.
And another thing, you
should leave this house,
and Sergeant Collins agrees
with me you should go.
OK, look, I'm sorry,
I didn't realise I was
being a pain. I just...
Oh. I'll move out. I'm out.
What's so important?
I wanted to tell you my news.
Evelyn Ross is a
fucking angel. Shush!
C'mon, man, I'm nearly famous!
What are you hiding for?
I'm the best thing in your life.
You might be, you know.
Ev, after they go,
maybe we could be
together, like, properly.
You could move up to the city
with me, come to all the matches.
I think I might
potentially love you. OK.
Not what I was
hoping for. Sorry.
I shouldn't have said anything.
I know you're stressed.
Ah!
Lads! Lads! You're all legends.
To unleash me from the wife,
huh? Before she's even the wife.
To my handsome bride,
to poor old Brid.
Everyone, to poor old Brid.
Go on. What harm?
This is too much, Anthony.
Bring the kids home.
My heart is breaking.
My mam is helping me out. I
mean, what am I supposed to do?
I'm their mother! Mothers
don't just shag off
when they have a
feeling! They stay.
I feel completely on my
own here, Anthony. OK.
You said you'd have my back.
The Tommy Burke
stuff... Don't go there.
Anthony, we have got to be
a team. Don't be stupid.
I've had enough. Of all of it.
You're on your own.
Fuck!
Are you arresting
me? Should I be?
I wanted to return this to you.
My dad died when I was young.
I couldn't help, so I...
Who told you about my dad?
Doesn't matter.
I'm just saying...
Did Brid tell ya about
my sad past, did she?
Come for a swim.
I'm watching you.
I know you are.
Thank Christ it's
still here, at least.
Not too bad, all
things considered.
If you'd breathalysed me... Yes.
This is getting a bit messy.
We need to speak formally.
Why did you help me?
I'm not sure, to
be honest with you.
Oh, Brid, don't cry.
No, no, no, no, no.
It's OK. It's OK.
Oh! Brid, who's this?
Er, I don't know.
It's Benny Hill! Who?
Benny Hill, doesn't matter.
Whoo! And now nature.
What-What's that? Oh, you know.
You're a squirrel.
A red squirrel!
Ah, that's better! See? Oh,
you've got a lovely laugh.
Someone sent this to me.
I wanted to show you.
Who do you think
sent it? Don't know.
Well, somebody obviously
feels strongly.
What do you mean by that?
I don't have anything to hide.
Then what's all this about?
I'll meet you back
at your house.
Do you have avocados?
Will you go out with me? What?
They're by the fridge. But
they're extremely hard.
I can't go out with you.
Oh. OK, that's grand.
Just-Just asking. That's grand,
you're just not interested.
That's... fine.
I'm gay, Aoife.
Oh! Are you? It's
just you don't look...
Please don't say
I don't look gay.
Sorry, yeah, very ignorant.
Come for a pint?
These are bleak.
I cried the whole ride
back home. My God!
Tell me this, are you really
gay or do you just not fancy me?
Truly, utterly,
happily gay, yeah.
Balls. Well, that's
part of it, yeah!
Do you want a drink?
No. Listen to me... She
keeps calling for you.
Hm? Your boss woman.
Ooh! Where's PJ? Why should I...
I have no idea where he is.
Oh! Aoife, I'll see you
later, yeah? Yeah, sure.
Sorry! Er, is Anthony here?
No. He's said that he'll bring
back the kids to visit me,
if I prove I haven't
drunk in a week.
And how's that going?
I'm trying to stop.
I am so proud of you.
That was an inappropriate
thing to say. Excuse me.
Anthony and I are not
er... It's
dead.
Was it ever alive?
Sorry.
And is this the ring Tommy Burke was
going to wear on your wedding day?
Yes. I think so. Yes. OK.
The night before the
wedding, where were you?
Here, with my mother, setting up
for the reception the next day,
while the whole town thudded
with the craic of Tommy's stag.
Did you love Tommy?
I thought I did.
Did he love you? Doubt it.
That must have been
hard. Frustrating?
I didn't kill him. I did not!
I got dressed to marry him.
I sat in this chair in
my stupid flouncy dress,
putting blusher on in
the shine of the kettle.
I knew he was seeing Evelyn, but
I thought he'd turn up for me,
for my big farm.
So I went to the
church with my mam,
and I waited for him.
And he didn't come.
Right. Do you still have your
wedding ring from that day?
I came home and drank the cider-y
wine we'd lined up for the guests,
and I threw the ring in
the sewer out the back.
That day was hell. I
didn't want any reminder.
I presumed he'd run away with
Evelyn, fucked off into the sunset,
but she was still here,
and he was gone, and...
I don't know who sent that
note, PJ. I didn't do it.
I didn't do it. OK.
OK. I didn't do it.
OK, OK, OK. Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh. Shh. OK.
Look at me.
I haven't shaved
anything in a while.
It wouldn't grow there if
it wasn't for something.
I've had enough shame,
PJ. Haven't you?
Can I come over to you now?
Hm. You are beautiful.
Magnificently... beautiful.
So are you.
Are you OK?
I shouldn't have done that.
Did you hate it? Oh, God!
No. It was miraculous.
Oh! Well, that's good.
I'm sorry.
I don't want to
upset you, but...
What's wrong? They're
Anthony's pants.
Oh, God! Oh, he could
walk in! This isn't...
No, I'm sorry.
He's at his mother's.
Don't worry.
He doesn't own me.
We're not... No. No. No.
No. I'm sorry. No,
no, no, no, no.
Kitty?
Get out! How dare you!
How dare you! Get out! Get out!
PJ! PJ!
Oh. I was just...
I don't care. I have to talk
to you. Listen to me, man!
We have news, actual news.
The DNA from the
exhumation is back.
And? The body, it's
not Tommy Burke.
of Mr and Mrs Burke.
See if the remains
are a DNA match.
You shouldn't have
exhumed those bodies!
"TB, BH." Forensics
found it with the bones.
Tommy Burke, Brid Harrington.
Ooh!
Brid and Evelyn. Thick as
thieves they used to be,
and now neither of them'll
look the other in the eye.
I can't. I can't.
I can't. I can't.
'I'm sorry,
'but the person you
called is not available.'
'Please leave your
message after the tone.'
Mrs Riordan, Brid. It's
Sergeant Collins. PJ.
Look, I'm worried. We're
all worried about you.
You need to answer
the phone to someone.
You know you can
talk to me. Please
call me back. OK? OK.
Oh, God! You frightened
the life out of me.
Jesus wept! Did you
phone Brid's husband?
No, I went over. He wasn't home.
I'll go over again.
At eight o'clock in the morning?
Yeah, it's all a bit odd.
The Ross sisters had
their children overnight.
That's a disgrace. Ah, now...
Now, now, now. Sausages won't
buy themselves, you know.
All right. And by the way...
Very sorry about that.
Sorry about what?
What's she sorry about?
Brid Riordan show up?
No. You're worrying
about nothing.
I don't know, is it strange?
Brid and Evelyn Ross were both...
er... congregating with Tommy Burke.
His body - corpse - body turns
up, they're seen fighting,
and Brid Riordan disappears?
The plot thickens, Peej!
My name is PJ.
That's my best towel!
Oh, do you want
it back? No. Ooh!
Jesus, I'm only messing.
The boss and I thinks it makes
more sense for me to
stay here while we wait
for the exhumation results.
Yeah, about that.
People are upset.
Well, tell people that murders
tend to be upsetting, PJ!
It's less than 24 hours, hon.
You can dial down the
Orphan Annie routine.
Evelyn! You could try to
be a little bit nicer.
It is mental that they're
here, of all places!
Anthony asked me to hang
onto them a while longer.
What?! I know.
I don't know what's going on.
Ev
You don't know where Brid is?
Hello. Morning.
No, Linus. No news.
OK. OK, on the way.
The night of Tommy
Burke's stag was carnage!
Everyone was annihilated.
How was it carnage?
Bit of Gorgonzola, PJ.
How was it carnage?
Everyone was invited,
the whole village.
Except poor Brid at home and Evelyn
Ross wriggling herself up on Tommy.
Tommy was entitled to a pint.
Sure, wasn't it his stag?
Oh!
I have something to show you.
Brid has no cop on.
She makes mistake after mistake.
What kind of mistakes, Kitty?
You've the same
cheekbones as me.
People love a cheekbone. Kitty?
Can you think of anyone who
had reason to want Tommy dead?
No.
Tommy's mother, whose
grave you pulled up,
used to come in here begging for
credit to buy the few messages!
Sure Tommy had no choice but
to marry Brid and her big farm.
Susan, you spoke to me
about Evelyn and Brid.
You felt they could have
hurt Tommy together?
Oh, God, no, I didn't mean that!
Just that they both loved him.
That's all.
Tommy asked me to video
the wedding, on the cheap.
I tested out the camera
the night before.
Didn't have a clue
what I was doing.
I left it on, saw...
It's mostly knees,
but Tommy's voice is in there.
Can I take the whole
camera? I suppose, yeah.
Jamon Iberico? Er, listen, er,
Brid Riordan hasn't been seen.
Did you hear anything? Oh,
she was here the other day.
Buying a rake of mini
wines. She was very curt.
She should have fought
to make Tommy like her.
He was happy enough to marry her,
once I had a word in his ear.
He was fixated on Evelyn Ross,
but Brid was getting the ring!
He came and showed me it.
He sat so close, I thought he was
going to slip it on my finger!
I want to talk to the
Rosses about Brid.
Evelyn must know something.
Today is about questioning
the village about Tommy.
Don't get distracted! I'm not!
Nice swim?
I'm wondering
about Brid Riordan.
We don't know where she is.
Let's try an easier question.
Evelyn, where were you on
the day of Brid Riordan
and Tommy Burke's
wedding? In bed.
I was out the night before.
You went to the lads' stag?
She was at the pub that
night. We all were.
Let's cut the shite. I was 17.
You know I was
shagging Tommy, yes?
I went to his stag,
the whole town did.
I drank two bottles of red wine,
then puked them up on the
good rug and passed out.
So I don't know what
Tommy did 20 years ago.
If he's dead, he's dead, but
you won't get tears out of me.
It's not tears we're
after. It's intel.
Oh, intel... is it,
Sergeant? Very good
Who around here would have
reason to want Tommy Burke dead?
Oh, apart from the woman he left
standing at the altar like a dope?
If we knew where Brid Riordan
was, we'd be asking her.
Well, when you track her down,
let her know where her
kids are. Excuse me.
I know. I know. But I told you,
stop phoning me
- I'll phone you.
Excuse me.
Get out!
Get out of there. Carmel!
You can't go in there,
OK? It's not safe.
After you were on the beach
with Brid, what happened to her?
No idea. She's a grown woman.
Should you not be
focusing on murderers,
rather than some drunk mum?
We're focused on both.
It's all just gossip
at this stage.
Even the only bit of video evidence
we got was just blurry legs.
We don't have anything yet.
Oh, for goodness sake!
Why aren't you eating your
tea? Bit of heartburn.
Can I have your steak, so?
Er... Yeah, OK, go ahead,
take it. Growing boy.
Mr Riordan? Yes?
Mucky aul' business,
eh? Farming? Yeah.
Right... yes. Listen,
I wanted to have a chat
with you about Brid in person.
Do you wanna go inside?
Is there bad news?
Oh, no, just in so much as maybe
we could speak in the kitchen?
Oh, no, we're grand
here. OK... Well...
We've checked the hospitals and
I've phoned all the local pubs
and there's no sign. Have you any
thoughts on where she might be?
No idea. I've
called her 50 times.
But she'll come back
when she's ready.
OK. Well, if you think of
anywhere she might be, just
give me a call any time.
I will. This must be
difficult.
So, did you just come back here to
give the children Spanish ham or...
No, I'm sorry. I can't
stop thinking about Brid.
She's probs on an adventure.
Has she been upset
recently, Cathal?
Did she say anything?
Y'know, me and my
dad were great pals.
We were always on
the go together.
So are me and Mam. What's your
favourite thing to do with her?
Dancing. And she takes
me for the best sandwich.
The cheese smells rotten,
but it tastes amazing.
So, tell me, where is the
best sandwich, Cathal?
In a sticky red
room with karaoke.
Thank you.
Whoa!
Oh, fuck!
TURNS MUSIC OFF
I'm supposed to eat
with my tablets. Anthony
is there any dinner?
Did Brid come back?
I have to go out.
Don't go wandering!
'That child's a nightmare!'
She'll be cross when we leave.
Mam, Mam, I've to
tell you something!
I got called up!
To the army? To the Cork team.
To the seniors. I'm going
to play for the county!
Jesus!
I'll be on the telly.
I'm in the team.
They've been watching me play
all year. I play for Cork, Mam!
I play for Cork!
Love, we're leaving soon.
Oh, yeah, I-I'm not going
to America. Obviously.
Huh? Imagine a Cork jersey
with CHEN on the back!
Mam, this is... This is
my wildest dream, like.
I would never ever let this go!
God love. OK. Well,
I'll stay, too.
Don't be mental, you're
dying to go. I'm grown up.
Dad's only a town
over. Don't stress.
Too happy. Yeah? Bye.
Shh! Shh!
Why are my hands all dirty?
Oh, I fucking hate this song.
Do you know what, do you
know what's a good song?
Hang on. Hang on.
Be quiet, you old
lagger!
Yeah, I'll
see you tomorrow, yeah?
All right, bye.
Can I help you?
Was that Evelyn?
As if I'm telling
you. Look, Stephen...
I am trying to talk
to you like an adult.
Florence, I'm not
coming with ye.
Soon, you can delete my number and
pretend my mam is a proper lesbian.
OK. Evelyn is... She's all
over the place at the minute.
I am just asking if you
can... No, thank you.
'I had a fabulous time.'
Thank you.
I did.
Did you like it?
We can.
I'm so sorry. You're
OK. You're OK.
Can we get chips 'n' cheese?
No! I need to get you
home. Oh! I'm ravenous.
Oh!
Oh! Mm-hm.
Just leave me here.
I'm not leaving
you in a car park.
Everyone thinks I killed Tommy.
Everyone doesn't like me.
Why does everyone
think you killed Tommy?
Because I'm... his ex.
That's no reason to
kill someone, PJ,
no reason for killing.
You can pick up
your kids tomorrow.
Sit down and drink that.
You'll join me? No,
thanks. I'm grand.
You'll not join me in
an Alka Seltzer, Garda!
No, thank you now. Ooh!
OK, yes, look now, I'd better...
Yeah, no, I had a
lovely time, thank you.
I've gotta go and collect...
check on my mam now.
Brid, I can't pretend
this didn't happen.
Your car. And we'll
need to question you.
You can't avoid it.
I know.
You-You'll come back tomorrow?
I can't face Evelyn. I can't.
Right. Yeah.
PANTS
Do you ever stop?
Where've you been?
Oh, I just brought
Brid Riordan home.
Oh, OK. So we're just
working solo, is it?
Finding missing persons without
consulting me? It's unusual.
No, I had a feeling, and...
It's bullshit, PJ, to be honest.
So, how long have
ye been married?
I never said I was married.
Oh, who's married?
Me, apparently.
Oh, we were wondering, cos you're
always texting and you wear a ring.
Oh! Hm!
Was that the wife?
Christ! Whoa! What wife?
Where's your wife? Do
you not have a wife?
Mrs Meany, do you have a wife?
Or where's Mr Meany?
PJ, why is there not a
single picture of your family
in this whole place?
That's unusual! Do you
wanna talk about it?
No!? No?! For Jesus' sake!
What?
Bloody hell.
Oh, God!
Jesus, Mam! What are you doing?
Where were you, you dopey bitch?
You didn't sleep
out here, did yer?
No-one
answered the doors!
Oh! I should have you
arrested for neglect.
Mam, I'm so sorry.
Bloated.
Evelyn.
Can I ask you something?
Ev, you can't keep ignoring
me. We are not seven.
Are you messing
around with Stephen?
It's just... Evelyn
he is a child... practically.
Are you OK?
I haven't told the
Guards something.
I haven't shown this to anyone.
Tommy wrote to
you after he left?
I think he was planning
to head to London.
Look...
"One world was not
enough for two"
"like me and you."
He wrote it in the letter.
Do you think I'm pathetic?
Oh, I shouldn't have told you.
I don't think Tommy's
in London, love. Do you?
I'm sorry I didn't tell
you I was leaving, Ev.
I-I don't think I
can do this, PJ.
I'm going to work.
Well... You're alive.
Where are the kids?
Anthony came and
got them last night.
I thought he'd
take them home! Oh!
I suppose if I were so concerned
with my kids, I wouldn't leave them
on the street, like
the fucking recycling.
We'll go. Thanks, Abigail.
Poor, sad Brid will
be left in peace
to sleep off her
never-ending hangover
while I'm hounded about
her wedding, her fiancee.
That's enough now. Thanks.
He'll have taken them to
his mother's up in Cork.
Oh, for fuck sake!
He won't keep them from you.
Brid, what's the situation
with you and Evelyn?
Ah, she's a bit...
Her dad
killed himself when she was
very young. She's angry.
I shouldn't have asked you to
come with me today. I'm sorry.
We need to talk anyway.
'We'll have definitive
results from the DNA soon,
'but I want you
in Duneen for now,
'so keep me posted, but don't
go too rural on me, Detective.
'We'll be in touch with DNA
findings ASAP. Right. Enough.'
Can I ask you a
couple of questions?
No! Mrs Meany?
Look, I don't have to sit around
here all day listening to things
about murder and
everything else.
And another thing, you
should leave this house,
and Sergeant Collins agrees
with me you should go.
OK, look, I'm sorry,
I didn't realise I was
being a pain. I just...
Oh. I'll move out. I'm out.
What's so important?
I wanted to tell you my news.
Evelyn Ross is a
fucking angel. Shush!
C'mon, man, I'm nearly famous!
What are you hiding for?
I'm the best thing in your life.
You might be, you know.
Ev, after they go,
maybe we could be
together, like, properly.
You could move up to the city
with me, come to all the matches.
I think I might
potentially love you. OK.
Not what I was
hoping for. Sorry.
I shouldn't have said anything.
I know you're stressed.
Ah!
Lads! Lads! You're all legends.
To unleash me from the wife,
huh? Before she's even the wife.
To my handsome bride,
to poor old Brid.
Everyone, to poor old Brid.
Go on. What harm?
This is too much, Anthony.
Bring the kids home.
My heart is breaking.
My mam is helping me out. I
mean, what am I supposed to do?
I'm their mother! Mothers
don't just shag off
when they have a
feeling! They stay.
I feel completely on my
own here, Anthony. OK.
You said you'd have my back.
The Tommy Burke
stuff... Don't go there.
Anthony, we have got to be
a team. Don't be stupid.
I've had enough. Of all of it.
You're on your own.
Fuck!
Are you arresting
me? Should I be?
I wanted to return this to you.
My dad died when I was young.
I couldn't help, so I...
Who told you about my dad?
Doesn't matter.
I'm just saying...
Did Brid tell ya about
my sad past, did she?
Come for a swim.
I'm watching you.
I know you are.
Thank Christ it's
still here, at least.
Not too bad, all
things considered.
If you'd breathalysed me... Yes.
This is getting a bit messy.
We need to speak formally.
Why did you help me?
I'm not sure, to
be honest with you.
Oh, Brid, don't cry.
No, no, no, no, no.
It's OK. It's OK.
Oh! Brid, who's this?
Er, I don't know.
It's Benny Hill! Who?
Benny Hill, doesn't matter.
Whoo! And now nature.
What-What's that? Oh, you know.
You're a squirrel.
A red squirrel!
Ah, that's better! See? Oh,
you've got a lovely laugh.
Someone sent this to me.
I wanted to show you.
Who do you think
sent it? Don't know.
Well, somebody obviously
feels strongly.
What do you mean by that?
I don't have anything to hide.
Then what's all this about?
I'll meet you back
at your house.
Do you have avocados?
Will you go out with me? What?
They're by the fridge. But
they're extremely hard.
I can't go out with you.
Oh. OK, that's grand.
Just-Just asking. That's grand,
you're just not interested.
That's... fine.
I'm gay, Aoife.
Oh! Are you? It's
just you don't look...
Please don't say
I don't look gay.
Sorry, yeah, very ignorant.
Come for a pint?
These are bleak.
I cried the whole ride
back home. My God!
Tell me this, are you really
gay or do you just not fancy me?
Truly, utterly,
happily gay, yeah.
Balls. Well, that's
part of it, yeah!
Do you want a drink?
No. Listen to me... She
keeps calling for you.
Hm? Your boss woman.
Ooh! Where's PJ? Why should I...
I have no idea where he is.
Oh! Aoife, I'll see you
later, yeah? Yeah, sure.
Sorry! Er, is Anthony here?
No. He's said that he'll bring
back the kids to visit me,
if I prove I haven't
drunk in a week.
And how's that going?
I'm trying to stop.
I am so proud of you.
That was an inappropriate
thing to say. Excuse me.
Anthony and I are not
er... It's
dead.
Was it ever alive?
Sorry.
And is this the ring Tommy Burke was
going to wear on your wedding day?
Yes. I think so. Yes. OK.
The night before the
wedding, where were you?
Here, with my mother, setting up
for the reception the next day,
while the whole town thudded
with the craic of Tommy's stag.
Did you love Tommy?
I thought I did.
Did he love you? Doubt it.
That must have been
hard. Frustrating?
I didn't kill him. I did not!
I got dressed to marry him.
I sat in this chair in
my stupid flouncy dress,
putting blusher on in
the shine of the kettle.
I knew he was seeing Evelyn, but
I thought he'd turn up for me,
for my big farm.
So I went to the
church with my mam,
and I waited for him.
And he didn't come.
Right. Do you still have your
wedding ring from that day?
I came home and drank the cider-y
wine we'd lined up for the guests,
and I threw the ring in
the sewer out the back.
That day was hell. I
didn't want any reminder.
I presumed he'd run away with
Evelyn, fucked off into the sunset,
but she was still here,
and he was gone, and...
I don't know who sent that
note, PJ. I didn't do it.
I didn't do it. OK.
OK. I didn't do it.
OK, OK, OK. Shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh. Shh. OK.
Look at me.
I haven't shaved
anything in a while.
It wouldn't grow there if
it wasn't for something.
I've had enough shame,
PJ. Haven't you?
Can I come over to you now?
Hm. You are beautiful.
Magnificently... beautiful.
So are you.
Are you OK?
I shouldn't have done that.
Did you hate it? Oh, God!
No. It was miraculous.
Oh! Well, that's good.
I'm sorry.
I don't want to
upset you, but...
What's wrong? They're
Anthony's pants.
Oh, God! Oh, he could
walk in! This isn't...
No, I'm sorry.
He's at his mother's.
Don't worry.
He doesn't own me.
We're not... No. No. No.
No. I'm sorry. No,
no, no, no, no.
Kitty?
Get out! How dare you!
How dare you! Get out! Get out!
PJ! PJ!
Oh. I was just...
I don't care. I have to talk
to you. Listen to me, man!
We have news, actual news.
The DNA from the
exhumation is back.
And? The body, it's
not Tommy Burke.