Tin Star

- Catherine? - Specially her.

- Are we ready for them? - Yeah.

You're a shameful embarrassment to the force.

Dirty little secret from our prehistoric past.

A living relic of everything that was unacceptable.

My little baby brother.

Thanks for the free cocktails.

Meet his somewhere public and if he asks you to go back to his, don't.

- Do you want to come back to mine? - Yeah.

I don't deserve to die.

We all had a role to play. It's time you took responsibility.

- It's Mary. - Mary, hi. Sorry, its loud.

She's in Haydock.

You're wife's at the races today.

If you tell us what you know maybe we won't kill her.

You look like your mum.

Armed police!

Multiple shots fired... Location not yet secure...

Possible multiple casualties...

Five hours earlier

Welcome to the messaging service.

Please, leave your message after the tone.

Hi, dad, I'm at Catherine's house, where are you?

TIN STAR

You alright?

Jesus, Jack.

- Is that one of yours? - No, someone beat me to it.

- Still here? - I'm guessing so.

Come on. This way.

Move him.

You ladies mind if we walk back with you?

Just trying to blend in for a minute. My husband just showed up.

Do you know what? I can see it. Can you?

- Sort of. - Like a bit of rough, like?

Keys.

- Hello. Filth. - Excellent.

Hang up.

Rhymes With.

If it's about the thing in the posh box, it's not us.

- You just happen to be here? - Nope.

- Michael Ryan. - Him again.

Excuse my fucking French but he's a total and utter cunt,

but he's got friends in high places.

Friends of yours apparently.

- I can't just take your word for that. - Don't.

What's border force got to do with all this then?

Figure it out.

I want my fucking gun back!

- Be careful with that. - I'll try.

- Thank you. - Alright.

Alright?

- Okay? - Yep.

What is that?

It's fucking boiling in here.

- Get in the back. - I'm in the back.

- No the other back. - Fucksake.

Dickhead.

Hi, Sarah, can I phone you back? I'm just on my way out.

Ma'am, responding to reports of a homicide, at Haydock racecourse.

Ma'am, the deceased is known to you.

Really?

Border Force Officer, Jyotiranjan Clarke.

Ma'am?

I think I've made a mistake.

I need to talk to you, there's something you should know.

No fucking shit.

- So is this s regular situation then? - Only when it's worth doing.

Thanks.

Yeah, I mean by all means make yourself at home.

- Have you got any more beer? - Should be in the fridge.

- No, there isn't, I don't think. - No?

Might be some in the back, I'll just check.

- Sorry. - Am I being robbed?

- Have you got a charger? - Yeah, second drawer.

Great, thanks. If I don't text my mum gets a bit...

Thanks.

Thanks.

Who taught you how to do this, it's amazing.

Thank you. I taught myself.

Here come I'll show you.

- Okay, you ready? - Yeah.

Okay, now flour your hands, like this.

Stop.

Voila.

So what do you wanna do now?

We could watch some TV

or I could put on a movie...

I've got this really strong connection of Rom Coms.

Course you have.

You might wanna

wash your hands.

I'll just wash my hands.

And when ye come,

and all the flowers are dying.

Through I am dead,

as dead I well may be...

You'll come and find

the place where I am lying,

and kneel and say

an Ave there for me.

And I shall hear,

though soft you tread above me,

and all my grave

will warmer sweeter be

for you will kneel

and tell me that you love me,

and I will sleep, in peace,

until you come to me.

Hi, Ant, three pints of lager.

Hey!

Can't see her anywhere.

- She'll be here. - Yeah, I've heard that before.

I'll wait for her to come back. You go and look after your new friend there.

Alright.

You, okay? You sounded a bit pissed off on the phone.

I just had some bad news. That's all.

- If I could tell you I would. - Right. That kind of bad news.

You know that spa voucher you bought.

- We never used it. - I could do with a salt scrub.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Work'll sort itself out and then we'll go.

Why don't we just go now.

- Right now? - Yeah, right now.

Let's leave all the shit behind.

Throw caution to the wind, like we used to do?

Maybe tomorrow.

- Look, I'm going to head back. - Okay.

- See you at home. - Yeah.

- She about? - No one's seen her.

- Since when? - All day. I dunno.

You're at a bit of a loose end, then?

Come on.

Ginny, thanks for coming love.

I wanted to thank you for coming.

Means a lot to me.

He could be a bastard, Sean, but he was my bastard.

He loved the bones of you.

I know he did.

He never shut up about you, and the kids.

Honest?

Cross my heart and hope to die.

Will we...

Am I gonna be alright?

Yeah, don't worry.

He was a good man, Sean. You'll be looked after.

Thank you. God bless you.

So, what Rom Come is it?

Do you want to see 90's Cheer Leaders?

- Or do you wanna see... - Sorry is that a cricket bat?

Yea, I played in Uni.

- Who plays cricket at Uni? - Cool people.

Defined people as cool is the direct opposite of cool surely.

Right. What sort should I be playing then?

Well, I had a friend who was into horse riding.

Pissing about on a pony, was she?

No, she's dead.

That was in the Maldives, taken last year.

I think we might go again.

Great. Can I come?

Yeah, sure, I'd probably have to ask my...

My god, I'm joking.

Thanks, mate.

Least you're not mob handed this time.

Can I come in?

- Is saying “no” an option? - What do you think?

Catherine let you go.

Looks like.

- Why? - She got what she wanted.

As far as I can make out all she really wants is the Worths.

And I gave them to her. Angela, anyway.

Not that I had much choice. Not really.

She's alright.

They both are. I saw them before I come here.

They lead a charmed life, the pair of them.

What about Michael Ryan? How does he fit into all this?

Look, if you're even asking that question, you already know the answer.

So Jack's telling me the truth?

That's the thing about our Jack... He almost always does.

Then, why is he sticking around? Why don't they all just disappear?

I don't think they could even if they wanted to.

Is it the bifta that's making you talk in riddles?

This is about absolution.

About righting a wrong so great that they will kill to right it.

He, therefore all of them, are looking for atonement.

For some kind of peace.

Where's my manners?

They will still do everything in their power to get what they want.

No matter the casualties.

You'll get to meet my mum. That okay?

Yeah.

Do you want another beer?

Yeah. I'll get it. I need to check on the food.

No, I'll go, I need the loo anyway. I'll introduce myself to your mum.

Rosa?

Rosa?

Mum?

You okay?

Dad!

Rosa... Did...

Are they still here?