Dublin Murders

Cathal Mills, I'm investigating the murder of Katherine Devlin.

What have you been saying? - About what?

That night.

Ms. Sculley, did Jonathan Devlin get you pregnant?

Our evil. You, me and Jonathan, the three of us.

There's no escape.

Come back again and I'll have you kneecapped.

Just tell me why we're going, I don't understand.

My baby is dead!

Is she gonna make it?

She's still with us, but she's critical.

Rob Reilly's your weak point, Cass.

Come work with me again.

If it makes you feel any better,

you can tell yourself Lexie did it.

You should be looking for Adam.

Ask Adam what he did in the woods.

You're looking lovely today, Maggie.

My name's Margaret. - I like calling you Maggie.

It's my special little name for you, Maggie May.

Or she may not.

You're blushing.

Makes you look pretty.

You think yourself such a bad boy.

You know what every bad boy needs?

The love of a good woman to make him better.

It's only the doctor who could make you better, Cathal Mills.

You want her daddy to take your head off for you?

She won't say a word.

She likes it.

Bit of excitement for her.

Here. - They make my tongue go black.

Mum will know. -First rule of being a man, Adam,

keep your mouth shut around women, then you won't have to lie.

Take his hand.

What's wrong with you, Adam?

Don't call me that.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

We're here.

Doors opening. -

Let's put a decent face on this, shall we?

You're leaving? - You're so dramatic, Quigley.

The stabbing in Glenskehy is potentially linked to Katy in Knocknaree,

and Maddox is working that case now.

You going to miss me?

Crying hot tears into my pillow.

I don't think I'll ever get over it.

Detective O'Neill is down there taking statements,

and he'll report back anything relevant...

...to the Katy investigation.

Incident room, Quigley.

All three are here.

Simone Cameron's in soft interview.

Okay.

I have to...

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

And someone get that light fixed.

All right, then. Be good while I'm gone.

I'll know if you're not.

All that was total bullshit.

Lovers' tiff. That's why she's going.

I always said they were at it.

And I was right.

We think this might be the man in the track suit.

Do you recognize him?

No.

I'm certain.

I've never seen him.

Simone, you've taught Katy since she was tiny.

You've known the Devlin family for a long time.

What's the dynamic in that house?

Rosalind does everything.

That's the dynamic.

She went away for a few days in May...

...to stay with a school friend,

and Katy and I ended up looking after Jessica.

Jonathan and Margaret did nothing.

But Mrs. Devlin is ill, isn't she?

Is she?

Did you ever think that Rosalind and Katy...

...were the victims of sexual abuse?

From Jonathan?

No.

I never thought that.

Not once.

You think Katy would have told you?

Yes.

Where do you think Jonathan has taken Margaret and the girls?

Katy used to talk about a caravan park...

...where they used to go on holiday.

She really loved it.

Up the coast.

Clogherhead Beach.

Do you know what you're doing? -Yeah.

After you.

Mr. Mills, how did you hurt your face?

You can answer that.

I was playing squash.

No, you weren't.

You had a meeting with Katy Devlin's father, Jonathan.

Your friend from a long ago, no?

Not friends now.

Unless that right hook he ploughed into your face was meant affectionately.

Why did he hit you, Mr. Mills?

I don't remember why I hit him.

I was upset.

Why meet up, then?

What did he want to talk about?

You.

Why you were on his case.

Where were you on August 24th,

between midnight and 2:00 a.m. ?

This is the date that Katy Devlin was murdered, by the way.

Answer that.

At home, at my apartment. - And August 25th?

Between midnight and 7:45 a.m.

When Katy Devlin's body was moved from its hiding place...

...and arranged on the altar, where were you? -At home.

What's the nature of the bond between you and Cathal Mills?

What's the secret?

There isn't one. There's no bond, no secret.

Where were you on August 16th, 1985?

The cinema.

Me, Cathal and Shane. The cinema.

Porky's Revenge.

Why did Shane Waters smash his face against a washbasin...

...during his second police interview in 1985?

No comment.

Why did Shane hit his face in the washbasin?

I just told you, he did that sort of thing.

During his third interview in 1985,

Shane had his story back on track.

Who got to him? Was it you, Jonathan,

or both of you? - No comment.

Where were you on August the 16th, 1985?

At the cinema, watching Porky's Revenge.

Yeah, according to Margaret.

It just seems, um, I don't know,

significant to me that you ended up marrying your alibi.

How did that happen? - How did that happen?

Me and Margaret got close.

You mean, you got her pregnant.

You didn't have much of a choice, did you?

You got Sandra Sculley pregnant, too.

You didn't marry her. You left her...

...to deal with that on her own.

Why did you have a sexual relationship with your alibi?

Keep her close? Keep her quiet?

You're a real prick, aren't you?

Where were you on August the 16th, 1985?

I was at the cinema.

I went to see Porky's Revenge.

Where were you on August 16th, 1985?

At the cinema, watching Porky'sfucking Revenge.

What are you lying about? Because you are lying...

...about the disappearance of Jamie Rowan and Peter Savage.

And I think that lie...

...between you and Shane and Cathal and Margaret...

...is the reason your daughter, Katy, is dead.

I know what my daughter's name is.

I know that she's dead.

And the only one lying here is you,

because you don't know what you're doing.

You're failing.

I think I'm getting close.

Really close.

That's all the questions we have for today,

so you can go, okay.

Just this way, please.

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, yeah.

You were right next door to each other the whole time.

Didn't I say?

Jail bait.

You're blushing.

You haven't got shit.

Not yet.

Let's go, Mr. Mills.

I enjoyed that, Detective.

Gave me a taste for... You know, it's what I want to do,

is work murder eventually... - You did good, Phelan.

Well, I mean... Listen, anytime, Detective. Fucking...

Welcome to Whitethorn House.

It's been in the March family for generations.

And now it's ours.

Jesus, look at all the dead heads.

My family love killing things.

We're all going to die.

Will you look at that prick?

Hijacking my investigation to finance his own.

What's he got?

Photos of the powers that be...

...getting blow jobs from rentboys?

Fucking disgrace, lying to those kids about their dead friend.

Hey, come on in.

Please, take a seat. I'll get some coffee...

...to be brought in then. Just two minutes.

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