Kin (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript

A new threat rears its head when members of a Turkish cartel inform the Kinsellas that Eamon owes them a sizable debt, and the debt is now theirs.

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Welcome home.

You're a Kinsella,
and we stick together.

Always.

Frank: You and I have
been doing business

since before Moore was born.

Eamon: It's not
personal, Frank.

It's just the model's changing.

You're either all in
with me or you're not.

Caolan: I want to deal
with Viking meself,

if you give it the okay.

Go on.



Viking: Jamie! Jamie!
An ambulance, will ya?!

Amanda: Who's
gonna pay for this?

You said whoever
killed him would pay.

Michael: Well, I can't be
involved in any of that.

Not if I want to see Anna.

You done it before for
money. Do it now for family.

Gunshots

Crowd screaming

Eamon: You have no idea

what you have just
fucking started.

You're all done, 'cause
you're fucking dead.

Dr. Rooney: I'd say it's possible
you may have developed epilepsy.

Michael: If I take these,

will it be like
I'm normal again?



If you have any worries,
just come back and see me.

Answer me, Michael.

Why'd you kill her?

Michael: It was an accident.

How do you accidentally
shoot someone?

You know I'd never do
anything to hurt your mother.

Crying

Jimmy: You know I never
once tried to punish you.

You make me feel
like the shitty one

'cause you fucked my brother?

Michael: Are you trying
to blow everything up?

Boom.

We can't just sit here,
waiting to be killed.

Then what do we do?

Then we have to be
smarter than him.

Eamon: How much did they get?

Con: All of it.

We have your drugs.

I'll get them back,
and then I'll kill

Frank and Michael and Jimmy,

every last fucking one of them.

Amanda: So, who is
it you talk to, Kem?

Is it Eamon himself?

I'm not a fucking rat,
if that's what you think.

Cullen: We believe Jamie's
killing was in retaliation

for a shooting that happened
a couple of nights earlier.

You saying I should
give up my son?

I'm just telling you
what's gonna happen.

They already have Eric.

Now they're just
widening their net

to see what else they can catch.

If this blows up, we'll have
Fraud and Revenue after us.

They'll close the
dealership down.

Nikita: He's going
to see your uncle.

To get you to go in with him.

Bren's sound.

Frank: It's about Eric.

He's gonna be coming inside.

I'm not having him
fuck up my parole.

Please. You're too
busy sucking cock

to fucking run this
family properly.

Frank!

I need an ambulance.

Viking: There's an
eyewitness to the shootin'.

Take 20 grand from the
stash in the ceilin'

and get Kem to hire someone

to have them clipped.

Cenk: Welcome home, Eamon.

My father wants to see you.

It's all okay, Cenk.

Problem's been fixed.

You can tell him that.

Gunshot Thud

Gunshot Thud, clatter

What the fuck have you done?

She's agreed to a peace.

She lied.

Gunshot

Thudding

Amanda: You just don't
get it, do you, Mam?

I'm a Kinsella now.

Vehicles passing

Brush sweeping

Horn blares

Tires screech

Engine revs

Tires screech

Engine revs

Coughing

Tires screech

Do you want me to
call an ambulance?

Get the fuck out of here.

Go! Lady! They're coming!

Gun cocks

Horn honking

Both grunting

Gunshot Bullet clangs

Aw, for fuck's sake.

Fuck!

Clicking

Fuck.

He's after fucking stabbing me.

Give me the gun and
get out to the car.

I'll do it myself,
ya fuckin' dope!

Gun cocks

Grunting Please.
Please, don't shoot.

Brother, please.
Please, man, don't.

I've got two
kids, man! Please!

We won't say
anything. We swear.

Bullet casing rattles

Sea birds crying

Engine shuts off

Sirens wailing

Breathes deeply

Man: Let's go.

Tires screech

Conversing in native language

Tires squeal

Inhales sharply

Speaks native language

What's so urgent?

Your order's in transit.

The first half of
your payment is due.

I know. I'll have
it by Friday.

I want it today.

That's the account
we want it in.

And not all in one go.
Multiple transactions.

It's not me first rodeo.

Then I can expect
those lodgements in

by close of business?

Groans

Ship horn blares

Train wheels clacking

- Did you get it all?
- Yeah.

Kinsella?

Yeah.

Buzzer

Just one. The other
one waits out here.

Yeah.

Bag rustling

Woman: The only
evidence that places

my client at the
scene of the shooting

is a single eyewitness's
testimony...

An eyewitness who has
since passed away.

You mean murdered

in a targeted assassination
at a supermarket.

That is unfortunate,

but if that witness is not
available to be cross-examined,

their statement must
be deemed inadmissible.

We ask that all
charges be struck out.

Does the prosecution object
to the defense's application?

No, Judge. Exclaims

This court strikes
out all charges

against Eric Xavier Kinsella

in relation to the shooting
on the 20th of September.

Gavel bangs

How does this work?

You give them that code,

they take it to a colleague
of mine in Madrid,

he'll pay them $2 million.

Just like that?

Yes.

Knock on door

You ready?

Yeah, just give me a minute.
I'll see you in the car.

Glass thuds on counter

Exhales sharply

Here he is.

Laughs

Hello, love.

Oh. Good to see you. You good?

I'm better now
that I've seen you.

Hey! Laughs

Where's Frank?

He's just helping Amanda
with a bit of business.

They're coming later, though.

They're meeting us
at the restaurant.

Nice wheels.

Oh, well. Glad you like
it. Because it's yours.

Fuck off. No way!

Check out the boot.

Business must be good.

You have no idea.

Cackles Let's fucking go!

Telephones ringing

Elevator bell dings

Doors slide

Well? All done.

Let them know we're here?

Did you bring what we asked?

Of course.

I'll go check this.

So... do we talk
to you or him?

My father would rather not
have to send a daughter

to look after his business.

But one of your
family killed his son.

Eamon Cunningham was trying
to wipe this family out.

We had to protect ourselves.

My brother had no
involvement in any of that.

Michael thought it was
one of Eamon's bodyguards.

What happened was
a terrible mistake.

But we're here to make amends...

for the loss of your brother.

My family has lost
their only boy.

How do you make amends for that?

We just handed over $2 million.

That was the price of this
meeting, nothing more.

We're willing to double that
sum to ensure Michael's safety.

Michael Kinsella
killed my brother,

and he will pay for that.

Why come here if you're
not going to negotiate?

To discuss Eamon Cunningham's
death to my family.

He owed my father
almost $70 million.

And, as you killed him,
the debt is now yours.

You're fucking joking.

You have been
making lots of money

from the drugs that you stole.

Nothing like $70 million.
That's your problem.

I'm just telling
you what you owe.

This is fucking bullshit.

I imagined you would
respond like this.

And, honestly, I hope
you tell my father

to go fuck himself.

This is the outcome
I would like.

Because then, it won't be
just Michael who is a target,

but every single
one of your family.

That transfer has been received.

Door closes

I fly home tomorrow.

If by then I haven't heard how
you intend to repay the debt,

my father will assume
our families are at war.

Passionate moaning

Welcome home.

Both laugh

Kissing

Thanks for arranging
that thing for me.

I don't want to have to do
anything like that again.

You won't.

I'm here now.

I'll look after everything.

Okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

We'll start with three bottles
of the Louis Roederer Cristal,

and I want some nibbles
as well for the table...

The crispy quail eggs, the pâté,

and the Dublin Bay prawns.

Thank you.

I've ordered the champagne.

Lovely. Okay.

Let's get our booze on. Ahh.

Viking: There he is now.

Who's Mister fucking Boy Band?

That's Dan, the new...

- Hey.
- Ill fuckin' time.

- Hey.
- Chuckles

It's great to have you back.

Thanks, Da.

Jimmy, I'll follow you over.

Did you lose your watch?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come here.

Hey, you've been
juicin'? You big con.

Fuck off. Yeah.

- You look great.
- You too. You good?

- Yeah, yeah.
- How did it go, Frank?

They wouldn't even discuss
a figure for Michael.

They want a head.

And that's not all.

Urinating

Breathes deeply

Phone clicking

Breathing heavily

Rory, you can go.

Jimmy's gonna drive
me in his car.

Are you sure? I
don't mind waiting.

Yeah, positive. Thanks.

Engine starts

Hey. You okay?

Let's just go.

Engine starts

Tires squeal

Amanda: What did
you tell them?

That your Ma had a fall and
we had to go to hospital,

like you said.

They probably think you're
trying to avoid Viking.

I don't care what they think.

Just as long as it's not this.

How could Eamon Cunningham
owe $70 million?

He was minted!

On other people's money.

That has to be bullocks.

They're talking through
their fuckin' hoop.

What?

We're not paying it.

Just out of one war, you want
to go starting another one

with someone else...
Someone even bigger?

So what do we do?

See how much cash we
can lay our hands on.

But it's not gonna be
anything like what they want.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

This is some fucking party.

Indistinct conversations

Man: So it's been
around 12 weeks?

Uh, 13 on Friday.

Hm. And it was an
assisted conception?

Yeah. IVF.

Okay.

We'll do a quick scan just to
give it some peace of mind.

Tuck it in there.

Gonna be a small
bit cold. Okay?

So, can you... Can
you see the heartbeat?

Sighs I'm really sorry, Amanda.

I know this is coming as
a shock to both of you,

but I think it's
important we move quickly.

I'm going to contact
the surgeons and call,

see about getting you in to
theater this afternoon...

Dialogue fades

High-pitched buzzing

Woman: Amanda?

Amanda. Amanda.

Monitor beeping

Gonna give you some
anesthetic now.

So you might feel
a slight pinching.

Amanda, if you could count
backwards from 10 to 1.

What happens to the baby
after you take it out?

Like this, Amanda. 10, 9...

But what do you do to the baby?

8, 7, 6...

5...

Sobs

4...

3... 2...

Goat bleating

Brakes hiss

Dog barking

Lock clicking

This is the man I was
telling you about.

He's found Michael Kinsella.

And they can get to him.

Just say the word.

Do it.

Three way, that one sequel

Told God I won't leave you

It's all about love,
no hate, no evil

I might, woo

Fall into the trap of the feeble

War my bruddas, they need you

I only see stars when I see you

What's madder than
a black and illegal?

And melanin, there's
too much hope

Said they wanna put
pain in the dope

And they be the killers
that feed you the most

Nikita: I didn't
need a whole bankroll

to tip a Deliveroo rider.

Here. Do you believe that story
about Amanda's Ma falling?

Who cares? Fuck her.

She's in for a rude awakening.

What'ya mean?

You're just out, Eric. Don't
go doing anything stupid.

No, no. Not me.

Someone else is
gonna sort her out.

I'm just gonna stand back
and watch it all go off.

And what's that
supposed to mean?

It means...

the clock is ticking for Amanda.

Will you just stop trying
to be all fuckin' mysterious

and just tell me?

Clicking tongue

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

Eric.

It means her time is coming.

When I tell me I
love you different

If you know just what's missing

You might as well
stay in the kitchen

Door opens in distance

Monitor beeping

Baby crying in distance

Door opens

Hey.

You're awake.

Yeah.

Doctor said it went well.

What does "well" mean?

That you're okay.
You're gonna be fine.

And that's the important thing.

You hungry? You want me
to get you a bite to eat?

Some tea? Or a drink?

Um, no.

You should just... You
should go home, Jimmy.

I'm just gonna sleep.

And Anthony's at
home on his own.

I'll call you if
I need anything.

Sure? I don't... I
don't mind staying.

Yeah. No. Go on.

I'll be grand.

Yeah. I'll keep my phone on.

Okay. Yeah.

See ya.

Door closes

Footsteps depart

Thumping

His keys are here. He's
around here somewhere.

Indistinct whispering

Wood creaks

Metal clanging

He's outside. Let's go.

Metal clanging

Gasps

Gunshot

Clicking

Gunshot

Siren wailing

Wheels rolling

Amanda breathes deeply

Cellphone buzzes

Father: Lamb of God, you take
away the sins of the world.

Have mercy on us.

Lamb of God, you take away
the sins of the world.

Happy are those who are
called to supper on the lamb.

Congregation: Lord,
I am not worthy to...

but only say the word
and I shall be healed.

Body of Christ.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Telephone ringing

Door opens

Let me know if
you need anything.

Door closes

So you are the one in charge.

That means you ordered the
shooting that killed Cenk.

Do you want to hear what
I have to offer or not?

You say the debt is $70 million.

I'm willing to pay $90 instead.

I presume the extra
twenty comes with a price.

Michael.

I've told you.

He will not be a part
of any arrangement.

The men sent to kill
him last night failed.

And you'll keep failing.
'Cause he is good at this.

We only need to be
successful once.

Well, if you do get him,

all you'd have done is cost
your family $90 million.

'Cause we won't pay a
penny if you kill him.

Is that supposed to be a threat?

You may think that
killing Michael

will ease the pain of
your brother's death.

But it won't.

Nothing will.

My son was murdered
eight months ago,

and I made sure that those
responsible are dead.

But the pain I feel is the same.

You're not me.

I know your father is dying.

Now would be a good time to
show how well his daughter

can handle his affairs.

You can return home and tell him

that you failed to
kill Michael again

and that you failed to
get any money out of us...

or you can return with the news

that you secured $90
million for your family.

Which will impress him more?

If it means sparing Michael,

he would rather I came
home with nothing.

How can you be sure?

$90 million.

That's a lot to give up.

You have four months
to pay the debt.

That's not enough time.

Four months... or nothing.

Door opens and closes

Father: Can I help
you with anything?

I have a question for you.

Well, if I can
answer it, I will.

So, I was dead.

My heart stopped for
nearly three minutes

before the paramedics
resuscitated me.

In all that time...

nothing.

No bright light nor...

no warm sensation

or any of the things
that you hear.

That can't be a good sign.

Were you expecting a good sign?

Do you ever consider that maybe
God spared you for a reason?

What reason?

Only He knows that.

The Bible is filled
with plenty of people

who repented their
sins and found peace.

And from where I'm standing,
you don't look like a man

that has a lot of
peace in his life.

We hear confessions
every Friday.

Come if you'd like.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

God never forgets you.

Engine shuts off

Hey, you.

Hey ya.

You should've called me.
I'd have collected you.

What did the doctors say?

I need you to call a meeting.

You should be taking it easy.

What for? The
baby's already dead.

Can't kill it again.

You know that wasn't your fault.

Just call a meeting.

Brake clicks

Engine shuts off

Whirring

Welcome home, Eric.

How's your Ma? Nothing
broken, I hope.

No.

Glad to hear.

- Hiya.
- So...

what's so urgent, couldn't wait?

Michael had visitors last night.

Is he okay?

He's fine. He dealt with it.

But he can't stay
there any longer.

So I went to see Nuray Batuk.

What, without
telling anyone here?

I needed to see her
before she left.

So, you just do whatever
the fuck you want now?

- Is that it?
- It's done.

Well, it shouldn't
have been fuckin' done.

Not without talking to
the rest of us first.

Chuckles Have youse
forgotten what she did?

She went behind your back, Da.

Had Eamon clipped.

Bit of respect, Eric. No.

She tried to have me killed.

That's not true.

What Eamon told Birdy was a lie.

He chose you, not me.

Of course you were
gonna say that.

You think Eamon Cunningham

would let me decide
something like that?

He was winding Birdy
up and causing shit.

Tell me you're not buying
that fucking bullshit.

I'm not gonna warn
you again, Eric.

Nuray Batuk has agreed to take
the bounty off Michael's head.

Viking: Great.

And what about Eamon's debt?

They've given us four
months to find the money.

But we still have to pay
them the $70 million?

- $90 million.
- Wow.

The extra $20 million is a fee
for the four-month grace period

and getting Michael home.

But it will be safe for
Mikey to come home, then?

- Yeah.
- This is bollocks.

We're still paying
them a fuckin' fortune.

That debt is a blessing.

Are you touched?

It's probably all
that's keeping Michael

and the rest of us here alive.

Why do you think the Batuks
even agreed to meet us?

Because we already
paid them $2 million.

Batuk doesn't need $2 million.

It's certainly not enough to
swallow the death of his son.

The only reason they agreed to
meet us is they saw a chance

to get back the money that
Eamon Cunningham owed them.

As long as we're repaying that
debt, they'll leave us be.

And how are we meant to repay
all that in four months?

Amanda: With the next
shipment coming in,

we'll have enough money
for the first payment.

But we're gonna have
to increase revenue,

and that will mean
expanding out of Dublin.

That's not gonna go down well.

If Eamon Cunningham could supply
the whole country, so can we.

No.

You don't speak for me.

You don't make
deals on my behalf.

Not without even
asking me first.

Fine. Alright, you tell us
how you'd sort out all this

with the Batuks.

And get Michael home.

Not like this.

How?

You think you're
fuckin' smart now?

You think you're real
fuckin' smart, don't you?

You just wait.
That's enough, Eric.

Footsteps depart

Sighs

What's gonna happen when
all this money gets paid?

You think they're just
gonna leave us alone?

I don't know.

But this gives us four
months to work that out

and decide what we're gonna do.

Mm.

Where's your cousin?

Uh, she's expecting a call,

so she asked me to speak to you.

What happened with
Michael Kinsella?

I'm still waiting on word
back from the lads I sent.

But don't worry.

If there's been a problem,
we'll get him next time.

Okay.

Grunts

Vehicle door opens

Engine starts

Sighs $90 million
in four months?

I don't see that
we have a choice.

It's either that or another war.

Yeah.

But if I'm to do this,

I can't have Viking fucking
up things with his usual shit.

He won't. Sighs

You know what he's like.

He'll calm down once he sees
everyone else is behind you.

I hope so.

We'll be fine.

Trust me.

Tires screech

Kem. Whistles

Chuckles

Car door closes

- Hey.
- Yeah.

Laughs

Good to see you.

- You good?
- Yeah.

So, this is the sprog?

Kem: Yeah. Her name's Chloe.

Ah.

When does she stop looking
like a fuckin' troll?

Laughing I'm only
messing with you.

Here.

That's for sorting that
other thing out for me.

- Nikki already paid me for that.
- Yeah, it's a bonus... from me.

To show how grateful I am, yeah?

Take it.

Take it.

Chuckles

- My man.
- Thanks.

And now that I'm out,
plenty more work for ya.

Listen, no disrespect, V,

but with having Chloe
now and everything,

I'm keeping things clean.

Exactly.

You're a Da now,
you need to provide.

And you don't want to be
bringing your daughter up

in some fuckin' shithole.

So, stick with me

and you'll be able to
treat her like a princess.

Now look, I need
three or four lads

you can vouch for,
straight away.

There'll be lots of work.

Amanda know about this?

Fuck Amanda. Trust me.

There's big changes
coming to this family

and she's the first to
get the fucking heave, eh?

Oh, Kem, whoever you get,
they need to be handy, okay?

Yeah.

Good luck.

Car door opens, closes

Engine starts

Door opens

Door closes

Hose spraying

Vehicle approaching

Trunk closes

Are you alright?

Car door closes Yeah.

You found me a new place?

There's no need.

I've come to bring you home.

What about the Batuks?

Amanda's done a deal with them.

That means it's safe
for you to come home.

Really?

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Indistinct conversation

Man: Can we have the
next one, please?

Door closes Prisoner
number 45791.

This board has assessed
your application

and has taken into consideration

the length of time
you've served,

your conduct while in prison,

and, of course, the likelihood
that you pose a risk

to the safety and security of
the public if you are released.

And the Minister for Justice
has accepted our recommendations

that you be granted parole.

Brendan Kinsella,
you are free to go.