Hi.
Anything you want to tell me?
Think about it.
There's two men in this house.
I don't even know your name.
It's Molly, Lena.
Cathy, tell me where you are and what you're doing.
I mean, I'm actually starting to feel sorry for him now.
It's like you're hoping he's still out there killing people.
Who's that?
Hey!
Is that her? The woman from my home?
I don't know who this woman is.
You murdered someone. I gave you a second chance.
Oh!
I'm not having an affair.
I'm not a fucking murderer.
We should just mooch off.
You can just mooch off.
I've got mocks.
But it's just you sitting around reading about football
while they do the work.
Maybe just one more kiss.
No, no chance.
- You have to brush your teeth first. - Oh, really?
You want to tell me where you were last night?
I don't know, the usual.
You're in some state.
Well, I'm sorry, it happens.
What about what happened to your hand?
I don't know, it's fine.
Mum, did you see my phone?
I can't find my phone.
Maybe if you tidied your room every once in a...
- It's not in my room. - You might have left it at Jimmy's.
Come on, we have to go.
- I need my phone. - Need, really?
I'll help you look for it later. Come on, we're late.
Sorry, the person you are calling is unavailable.
Please leave a message after the tone.
Good morning, Sally. This is your wake-up call,
dirty stop-out.
I thought it was just a couple of drinks... and on a school night.
Tell Cathy she's in big trouble.
And get up, will you, you'll be late for work.
Love you, bye.
Yeah, yeah.
Oh, puss, what happened to you?
Here. You been in the fight?
Jesus.
Sally!
Jesus!
Sally! Sally!
Sal, Sal, Sally, please wake up.
Sally!
You lazy cow, we didn't have that much to drink!
It's Gary.
Ga... Gary, what's wrong?
I'm at the hospital.
Sally, she, she was attacked last night.
And where were you?
Just watching television.
And what time did she leave at last night?
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Mrs McDaid.
Detective Sergeant Cooper.
I understand you were with Mrs Bowman last night.
Hi.
- It's just horrifying. - You got a taxi home with Mrs Bowman?
Sally. Yeah, a taxi. I got dropped off first.
And what about before the taxi?
Was it a bar, or a club or a restaurant?
All three.
It's a girls' night out, you know?
Anything untoward or...
No, nothing.
There are always arses trying it on, but nothing serious.
- Whoa, whoa, I will fucking hurt you. - Fuck away off. She's married.
She told one guy to fuck off, but it was nothing.
If you'd give me the name of the bar where this happened
they might know him or have CCTV,
if only to rule him out.
- Murphy's. Corner of erm... - Er, yes, I know it.
Anything else you can think of?
- Anyone who might have reason to hurt Sally? - Sorry.
Actually, there is something.
There's this fella.
We found out he'd killed someone a long time ago.
- We went to his house. - To his house?
- When? - We were just curious.
We listen to a lot of true crime podcasts.
We were worried, you know, murderer living in your neighbourhood.
- What if... - How long ago are we talking about?
A few days.
No, since this man murdered someone.
Erm...
..he was released 17 years ago.
And he hasn't committed any crime since or given you a reason to...
That we're aware of.
Have you interacted with this...
Michael McAllister, that is his name. Michael McAllister.
No, not intentionally, but I think he might have seen Sally
and somehow, I don't know, I know it might sound ridiculous...
Did Sally have any kind of a pre-existing relationship
with this Michael McAllister?
No, of course not.
And you?
Me?! No.
W-we were just concerned.
- Do you think it might... - It seems unlikely.
But I'll look into it.
On the whole, please leave the... sleuthing to us.
And perhaps if Mrs Bowman comes around...
When... when she comes around.
..she'll be able to tell us exactly who's responsible.
Er, you have 15 minutes.
Somebody put a marker down here.
OK, if you can close your exam papers
and leave them on the table, please.
Thank you.
Andrew! Andrew McAllister!
Here.
They want me to give a statement.
They're all over the house.
- They think I did it. - You?
Most of these things turn out to be domestic something.
Lots of people will be thinking, anyway. They always do.
No, they won't.
As soon as she's awake, she'll tell them who it was.
Or that it wasn't you.
Come here. Come here.
I can't do this.
I've spoken to the Principal.
Three days' suspension.
It could have been a lot worse.
At least you'll be back in time for your exams proper.
So, you know how it was a mock exam.
Could I maybe get a mock suspension
and still go to the school disco tomorrow night?
Nice try.
And no.
Now, the question is, who am I breaking the bad news to?
Your mum or your dad?
So, tell all.
Your man?
Oh, yeah, we had a good talk...
..a frank exchange of views.
And now he's buried under the patio.
You're awful! Hmm.
- But at least you're talking. - Yeah, well, we'll see.
What about yous?
Er, well, I thought we were getting there and-and...
..then he...
..er...
..rolled in last night after midnight...
..drunk as a skunk. He could barely stand. He...
..he was all...
..cuts and bruises.
What happened to him?
Well, he doesn't remember.
He was in such a state, I...
..I felt sorry for him.
Sorry.
Er, hello.
This is Mr McDaid.
- Andrew's been caught cheating. - He did what?
Yeah, in his mocks, I'm afraid.
- Er... He's been suspended for three days. - Sure.
I'll come get him and...
I can drop Andrew home now.
No, there's no need for that, Mr McDaid.
Oh, it's no trouble. I've got a free period.
Right, that-that's very kind of you.
See you soon.
Everything all right?
My boy's been up to no good.
His teacher's dropping him home.
He's probably going to read me the riot act as well. I'd better go.
I'm sure it'll be fine.
And just be careful out there.
- Careful? - A woman was attacked last night.
You know, up around Silver Lodge Gardens.
- That's terrible. - Yeah.
What's the world coming to?
- Hey. - I hope you know what you're doing.
Your brother's a fucking headcase.
He hears you're seeing a Proddy, he'll fuck...
Open up.
- How are you doing? - Want to chill?
Yeah.
- No! - Don't wait.
Crime unit, Detective Cooper.
Yeah, this is Cathy McDaid. We spoke at the hospital.
Yes, Mrs McDaid.
- That man I told you about, Michael McAllister? - Yes.
He was out on the town last night.
When he got back, he was covered in blood.
He attacked Sally. I know it.
And how would you know this, Mrs McDaid?
It doesn't matter how I know it.
You need to arrest him now, before he attacks somebody else.
Fucker! Got you!
Fucking got you!
All right, boss. Still working on those schedules.
Unless, er, of course, you're not here to talk about the schedules?
Aye, aye.
My daughter called me this morning.
She said that you were enjoying yourself last night.
That's very kind of her to keep you updated.
That when you got home, you were inebriated.
That you were driving drunk.
A place like this, reputation is everything.
Someone steps out of line, half an hour later, everyone knows.
Do you know who that reflects on?
You... probably.
Where did you go last night, Michael?
I-I'll tell you where you went.
On the town.
You were seen staggering around.
Do you know who else was on the town last night, Michael?
- No. - Sally Bowman.
Were you out with her or did you just follow her home?
Because she was attacked outside her house.
She's in hospital.
- Show me your hands. - Don't-don't touch me.
Oh, you're a big man now, are you?
Weren't so big when I found you in prison,
frightened of your own shadow.
That was a long time ago.
She hasn't woken up.
She might never wake up.
Maybe you'd like that.
Well, here's the thing, Michael.
Someone has reported you.
Someone is pointing the finger at you.
Me?
Lena has told me that you have blackouts,
that you can never remember what you've done.
Michael...
..pray with me, son, eh?
Father, thank you,
that our sins may be forgiven through Our Lord Jesus Christ.
Thank you for your promise that our sins may be put behind your back.
Can you just fucking stop?
If this woman... if this woman has wronged you,
you have no place to take revenge.
- You must leave room for God's wrath... - I'm going out.
..for it is written, it is mine to avenge, I will repay.
OK, look, look, go home, yes,
go home over the border, like you always do.
Run away. But listen to me.
You have a choice.
We can protect you
or we can be the instruments of the Lord's vengeance.
And, Michael... Michael, listen to me!
In a second, I'm going to ask you to take a deep breath,
I'll slip that tube out and you'll be breathing on your own. OK?
Can you hear me OK?
Big breath.
Hey. Hey.
Hey.
Water.
Wh...? Water.
There you go. There you go.
Hey, hey.
How are you?
Do you remember who this handsome bloke is?
Gary.
Gary!
Oh!
You had us going there.
How are you, love?
Do you know where you are, Sally?
Do you remember anything about what happened to you?
I'm sorry.
For what?
For getting drunk.
And...
..letting you down.
And Sally Bowman?
Oh, that man is poisonous.
Daddy said that you prayed for forgiveness.
He prayed for forgiveness! I prayed for a fucking break.
You had blood on your hands, Michael!
Lena, Lena, I told you, I fell!
Yes, but you don't remember, do you?
I didn't attack her!
Shh...
What are you shouting about? What...
What are you doing home?
Ask Mum.
Will somebody talk to me. What's he doing home?
He's suspended from school. He was cheating in his mock.
- Jesus Christ. Andrew? Andrew! - I've already gone through it.
Well, he didn't look gone through, I'll bloody go through him.
Michael! S... Look, there's something else.
What?
What?!
I found his phone.
Outside Sally Bowman's house.
Gary. How's she doing?
She's awake anyway.
My God.
That's brilliant!
Can I come and see her?
Cathy, she's not in a good place right now
and... to be honest,
she thinks what happened...
..might have something to do with you.
- With me? - She's told me all about it, Cathy.
That man...
McAllister? She's scared.
Did she see him?
Was it him?
It was him, wasn't it?
She doesn't remember anything!
All she knows is that you started something
by pursuing this man and now this happened!
I know you've got history with him, but it has nothing to do with us!
We shouldn't be involved.
Do you think it's my fault?
You know that's not for me to say, Cathy.
It's whether you think it's your fault that's important.
Do you think it's your fault?
I think she shouldn't have told Gary.
And what does Raymie think?
"Well, if you hadn't stalked him in the first place..."
Were you stalking him?
I was just keeping an eye on him.
Well, what is it they say?
"It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye."
They also say, "In the kingdom of the blind,
"the one-eyed man is king."
Is that how you feel, Cathy?
That you're the only one who can see what's going on?
What about your meds, Cathy?
The one-eyed man.
Come on, pick up!
Mrs McDaid?
What can I do for you?
Uh, yeah, I was just wondering if there was an update?
Have you spoke to him, or...
Mrs McDaid, that gentleman has been eliminated from our inquiries.
What?!
S... No. That's... It's not possible.
I... Now, while we appreciate your concern,
this is an ongoing investigation.
If there are any updates to be given,
they will be communicated to those directly involved.
Have a good day.
F...
What? The apple doesn't fall far from the tree? Is that it?
Sh! Be quiet, for goodness' sake.
If he found out you were having an affair...
I wasn't having a fucking...
OK, OK, fine, all right.
Just see what he has to say.
I said I'm sorry.
I don't know what else I can say or... or do, but...
This isn't about school.
- Are yous getting divorced? - What? No!
Cos I heard you fighting about...
..some woman.
Uh, that's actually what we want to talk to you about.
The woman... is called Sally Bowman.
Do you know who that is?
Right, well, your search history tells me that you do.
Andrew.
We're your parents. If you have done anything, we'll support you.
What are you talking about?
Sally Bowman was attacked last night.
She's in the hospital.
And what's that got to do with me?
Honey...
..I found your phone outside her house.
That's either a very big coincidence, or...
..you had some reason to be there.
Andrew, did you do something?
Oh, love, you can just tell us why you were there, love.
I was just curious!
It was on my way home.
So I thought I'd take a look.
My phone must have dropped out there.
That's it, that's all. I didn't do anything wrong!
OK! All right, that's fine.
Did you see anyone else there?
No.
God, that's Daddy.
- What's he doing here? - I asked him to come over to talk about school.
Of course you did.
Andrew, go let your granda in.
Should he be going to this school dance?
Why don't you ask your da?
- Andrew. - Hi, Granda.
- Hi, Daddy. - Hi.
Sit down.
So...
..have you something to tell me?
Dulce et decorum est
pro patria mori.
Anyone?
Amy?
Dolce?
That's the... seaweed you can eat.
That's dulse with an S.
OK, settle.
Good effort, Amy.
Dulce et decorum...
"It is sweet and fitting
"to die for one's country."
If I could have a word, Mr McDaid?
Why is he in the classroom, John?
I had to lift the suspension.
John, you've only just suspended him.
Well, the board suggested I reconsider.
His grandfather's Jack Sullivan.
Yes.
Yeah, well...
..the boy denies he cheated.
John, I caught him red-handed.
Well, no, you found a... bottle with a crib sheet on it
- that was similar to the one... - Aw, for Christ's sakes. Come on...
I know.
The truth is, Raymond, you didn't help matters.
What?
You drove him home.
Without notifying anyone.
And I understand that it's the second visit
you've made to his house in the past few weeks.
I know it's bollocks, Raymond.
You're one of our most valued members of staff.
I know your concern is always for the pupil's wellbeing, but...
- ..taken out of context, it... - John...
- John, I'd never... - But do you see the situation I'm in?
If they were to pursue it...
..I'd have no choice
but to suspend you, while...
Some people have no fucking morals.
So what? I'm just supposed to go back in there?
Right, er...
Dulce... decorum est.
Dulce et decorum est
pro patria mori.
It is sweet and fitting to die for one's country.
Still nothing?
Just give her time.
Look, I'm going to go off to bed. You coming?
Yeah, in a minute. Just...
She'll change her mind.
And get some sleep.
He'll be all right with the sitter, won't he?
I mean, he usually settles.
What?
Nothing.
Just hope you can breathe in those skinny jeans.
- You wearing my Spanx? - Oh, funny.
You should come in!
No, thank you.
Just to say hello.
Better things to be doing.
Like what?
Like anything!
Right, your loss.
There'll probably be a scout from Strictly.
Yeah, good luck with that.
No-one wants to see an old man break dancing.
Big night.
Huh?
I remember my first school dance.
The Blue Lamp Disco.
Granda says you murdered someone.
Jesus Christ.
That fucking old fucker.
Look, it wasn't murder.
What was it then?
It was manslaughter.
- That was something I wanted to tell you. - Then why didn't you?
I know you had an affair with that woman.
I...
Mum found those knickers.
- And you tried to blame it on me! - I didn't!
- I heard you! - I didn't blame you!
- You're a liar! - Look...
A snake! I speculated it was you,
because, only because I knew they'd nothing to do with me!
Now, I'm sorry if that upset you...
That woman.
Is she going to die?
No.
No, she's not.
So she'll be able to say who attacked her?
Yeah.
Now, do you need me to pick you up?
Er, we might go out for a couple after, so probably not.
I'll text you.
Bye.
You look grand.
I'd ride you.
I'll hold you to that.
Hold me to what?
Stop!
Have a good night.
You too.
Try not to kill anyone, yeah?
Hey, Andrew.
Andrew. Hey!
You're my boy, I'd do anything for you, you know...
Hey, don't be going off in a bad twist!
Andrew?
Are you OK? Andrew?
Andrew?
How are you doing in there?
OK.
Look, do you want to pass your top out?
You can wear my hoodie.
How you feeling?
Do you know my dad?
Yes, Andrew, I know your dad.
Look, do you want to... do you want to come on out now?
Do you know what he did?
Years ago.
No, Andrew.
What did he do?
He went to prison.
Do you know what he went to prison for?
No, Andrew.
What did he go to prison for?
Murder.
Look, come on. Come on, out you come now.
Hey, hey!
My dad killed someone.
I mean, what's that like?
My dad fucking killed someone!
Sorry, I just don't know what's gotten into him...
- Christ! Andrew! - Raymie!
- It's OK, he was just a bit tipsy. - Here. Clean yourself up.
- Mum, I'm sorry. - What kind of school are you running here?!
I've got you.
Where the fuck are you going?
Get in the car.
You having fun?
Not exactly.
Do you mind picking me up?
Why? What's up?
Nothing. Nothing, just...
Just...
What you up to?
I'm just going to go pick Sasha up from the sitter.
Um, I can swing by?
Thank you.
Shit!
Shit.
F-f-f-fuck!
How you could get yourself into that state.
Please, don't.
As if I hadn't enough to be worrying about, without you...
- ..running... No! - Please!
I won't!
Your granda went in there and fought for you and...
Aw, fuck off!
Andrew!
Sorry, but the person you are calling is unavailable.
Please leave a message after the tone.
Michael, pick up.
Andrew ran off and...
..I can't find him.
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