Holding

Telephone!

She won't stop ringing!

Well, look, I'll make that into a roll

and you can take it with you, right?

Finally!

It's brown.

It is.

Are my customers to be confronted every day with a brown house?

Well, I suppose.

We have made an agreement as a village.

Willy could've had a Tuscan yellow or a duck egg blue!

Not shite brown.

You've made a great job of it, Stephen.

Thanks a million, Sergeant. Let me know if the barracks needs doing.

We're meant to be Colourful Cork!

We're lagging behind Ballydehob and Schull.

I have maintained my composure, but this takes the fecking cake.

With respect, this really isn't a Garda matter, Mrs O'Driscoll.

Oh, busy, were you, Sergeant?

You want a cup of coffee, PJ?

No, thanks a million, Aoife.

I see you, Willy McCarthy! You come out here and face me, you coward!

It's just not a crime, Mrs O'Driscoll.

Ah.

You're gonna take my eye out, Abigail.

Well, will you hold it steady? I am holding it steady.

That's it. It'd never cross Evelyn's mind to help!

Maybe she's busy. Don't bother her, please.

Just because you're terrified to tell her your news.

No. Abigail, don't.

Don't... Evelyn!

Evelyn!

Evelyn!

Evelyn!

Evelyn!

Bollocks.

Right, guys, come on.

All right, come on. We're late.

Not in front of the kids, Mam.

Carmel, take that bucket off your head.

Do you not want my toast? That girl doesn't need feeding.

Have as much as you want, love.

One, two, three!

One's a fairy, one's touched in the head.

Do you want your quizzes on? I'll watch my Julie Andrews.

I'll fast forward through the Nazis.

Put on some make up if you're heading into town.

Why aren't you in school?

Head given you time off for good behaviour?

I was going to take you for brunch in Skibb, actually.

Why? Can I not just take you for brunch?

When have you ever had brunch? Evelyn, please.

OK, yeah. Brunch'd be delightful. Thanks.

Why are you being weird?

She's moving to San Francisco. Ah...

She needs to know.

I was going to tell you at brunch!

Stop saying fucking "brunch".

How long for? For good.

I meant how long have you been planning this?

But good to know you're never coming back (!)

A few months. I'm sorry.

We can't just sit here, the three of us just rotting away.

Right. There's nothing keeping you here either, Ev.

Is that an invite?

Nice.

They're finally knocking down the old Burke house today, Evelyn.

I'm going for a swim.

Hi, Garda Collins! Hi, Cathal. Oh!

Thanks.

Hiya, Carmel. Hi.

I bought her a new bucket.

That's a smashing bucket.

Morning, Mrs Riordan. Hi, Sergeant.

How's your mother? Still breathing.

Oh!

Aye, sure, you're lucky to still have her.

Mam, we're going to be late!

Go on, you have to go. Sorry, Sergeant.

Mam, they're calling the register now!

Oh, you'll be arresting me for murder (!)

Bye.

Seat belt, please.

All right, lads? I'll just nip in and have my breakfast, all right?

Yeah. Good man.

What are you doing? I, er...

Are you having a wank, Sergeant? PJ?!

Excuse me. 'PJ!'

Thank you.

'PJ! Come 'ere!'

'PJ!'

We're after finding something of concern, PJ.

Did you dig through a pipe?

Bones. Cow bones?

Not cow bones! They're human.

Miss Ross!

Er... Er... OK, er...

Jesus. Er...

Er, right, I, er, need you to rope off this, er, area

while I go and get something decent to cover the bones.

Can we keep working?

No, I'm sorry, lad.

I need you to ensure that absolutely nobody enters this area

until I return with... er...

...forensics.

Forensics. Excuse me.

Ah-ha.

I'd say it's been there a fair few years.

It would be brilliant if the coroner could be informed and-and...

Oh! Thanks a million.

Yes, Sergeant Patrick Joseph Collins.

No time for lunch today, Mrs Meany! No lunch?

They're sending forensics down.

But I've a beautiful piece of ham here waiting for you.

Have you seen my notebook? They found bones, up at the Burke farm.

What class of bones?

Oh... Adult, big skeleton, man, I'd say, been there a while.

Jesus, Mary and Holy Saint Joseph.

Wasn't the son the last one to be up there?

Aye. Tommy. Tommy Burke.

But he hasn't lived round here for years, 20 years, maybe.

And it was just the one son? Just the one, yes.

What's he up to now? Well, how would I know that?

Right, well, I'll have to track him down.

And, er, see what the forensics has to say about the body.

Where's that notebook?

Notebook. Oh!

Do you know what to do for a murder?

Well, we don't know for sure it's a murder!

Were the bones in a coffin?

Nah. I need to speak to the rest of the village.

And that Evelyn Ross was there when we found the body,

up in the old house. And then there's the bride.

The bride?

Great. The Flinn Brothers want four espressos, Aoife.

They sound very stressed.

A murder in Duneen!

Never jump to conclusions, that's what my Padraig used to say.

Of course, it's clear who is either the killer or the victim here.

Oh! Wasn't he a heartbreaker?

Who are you talking about?! Tommy Burke.

Oh! Oh! Um...

Do you want to sit down, Mrs Riordan?

Of course you'll be shaky, what with the news.

No, no, I'm fine, Mrs O'Driscoll, thanks.

Have you heard from Tommy since he left?

No, I haven't.

I'm going to have to charge you for the wine, I'm afraid.

Yeah, sorry. There you go, and-and this as well, thanks.

You'll have to excuse the state of me.

I've come at a bad time?

There's a dead body in the neighbour's field.

There've been better days.

If Evelyn isn't here, I'll just head off.

I don't understand what you want with her.

Well, it's just she was at the Burkes'

when we found the body. Jesus!

Were they close, Evelyn and Tommy?

Why? What have people been saying?

Oh, nothing, nothing,

it's just she was there, you know, up at the house.

You think my sister had something to do with this? No, no!

Tommy helped us out around the farm after our parents passed.

I'm sorry. Real life can be

terrible fucking hard.

Will you not eat, Sergeant?

Oh, no, Mrs Meany's already fed me.

At least have a slice of the sourdough, it's decent.

So, it was just a friendship, Evelyn and Tommy?

Here, I only raised the girl, she doesn't tell me

who she's sleeping with, if that's what you're implying.

Tommy was engaged, anyway. To Brid Riordan?

Poor Brid, standing at the back of the church in her wedding gown,

waiting for him to turn up. He never did.

She hasn't been the same since, God love her.

But she has her family.

And she has the drink.

Do you want to get that? Oh, yes, yes, sorry, sorry.

Sergeant Collins?

Right, right. Calm down, lads.

Yeah, I'm on the way, I'll be there in a minute.

Thanks a million. Everyone wants a piece of you now.

Ah! You can take the bread with you.

No, thank you. You get back to your cattle.

How are you feeling about all this?

It's a lot to take in.

People still see me as a blow-in.

Kind of feel like a blow-in, wherever I go.

How long have you been here now?

Three years, ten months.

I'd say you have the benefit over the rest of us.

You've fresh eyes. You'll be fine.

Mam? Mam?

They have goat yoga! What?

Shouldn't you be at brunch?

Evelyn stormed off. Who's doing goat yoga?

A woman in San Francisco. I found her on Instagram.

So you told her? Yep.

And she made it about herself, as always.

Abigail is still being supportive.