The first 200 lines.
- I know when I've had enough. - So do I.
The bomb went off when she opened the door.
The victim is indeed Olivia Walsh.
This morning, when I saw that blast scene,
it all came back like it was yesterday.
Orla.
If I'm to go opening up doors again,
I need a better reason than a favour to an old mate.
I've driven Mr Lawson to a number of meetings recently.
If the killings start, there's nothing you can do about it.
Just leave it alone.
- We have to do this together. - Do what?
She's met your mother. Now, she deserves justice.
- Mr Alex Harris? - Hi.
Do you know this woman?
Olivia initiated the affair,
but she didn't seem to enjoy it very much.
Pat Walsh sprays the blood all over his walls.
Staged his own death.
Niall Malloy.
Joined the IRA in '76. Earned him his nickname, Death Maker.
- Does he know who did this to Mum? - Maybe.
I didn't talk.
Niall, I'm begging you!
Please.
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*SILENT WITNESS* Episode Title: "Deathmaker Part 2"
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Some minor petechial haemorrhaging on the eyelids.
Little finger, ring finger, and middle finger are bandaged.
Bruising at the wrist, caused by severe pulling at the bindings.
No sign of forced entry.
"The fast reflexes of pensioner William McDonagh saved the life"
"of Luke Ashley, 11, when he fell into a canal while fishing."
No hero's death for William McDonagh.
Look at this.
Hmm.
A black hair.
I don't think it's human.
Whiskey.
Here we go.
"Canine inoculation record."
"Owner, Will McDonagh. Dog's name, Rocky."
He's a Staffordshire bull terrier.
Staffies can be aggressive if they're trained to be.
- If his owner was being attacked... - So where's Rocky?
Morning.
How's everyone holding up? Nightmares all night.
And you?
- You don't have a fag, do you? - Sorry.
I quit when I got pregnant with Rebecca, I just...
thought now was a good time to start again.
- No word from Les? - No.
Les and his dad, are they close?
Let me put it this way. In the ten years that I've known Les,
I've never heard either one of them raise their voice to each other,
which is more than I can say for Les and those two.
- So Les would be loyal to his father? - What are you getting at?
If they're close, Les might be persuaded to do something
that... normally he wouldn't.
Do what, exactly?
Marie, Pat may not be the person you think he is.
What are you saying?
He's some sort of criminal?
Les would never do anything illegal.
Les may suspect that your phone is being monitored.
He might try and get in touch some other way.
If he does, you need to let us know.
We're going. Come on, baby.
Becca, come on.
Good girl.
Come on, I won't hurt you.
Come on. Here, Rocky.
Come on.
Rocky.
Hi, Thomas. We're going to need a vet.
If this dog attacked the assailant,
we might find hair or blood residue on it.
- You've got a few minutes now. Thanks. - Thank you.
When was the last time you had a bath, Rocky?
Nothing obvious round the claws.
Look at this.
Yeah. Swab, please.
Jack.
The deceased is male, identified from records as William McDonagh,
aged 65.
Three teeth missing.
22 and 23...
and 45.
Not recent, sockets well healed.
Circular scar tissue to the abdomen.
8mm in diameter.
Yep, similar sized scar tissue on the other side.
That's a fully healed bullet wound.
Bruising to the right hand has started to yellow.
Fracture sites haven't united yet.
Not much time for callus formation, so likely to be fairly recent.
So what have we got?
Multiple signs of trauma, historic and recent.
Been through the wars, William McDonagh.
Thank you.
It WAS human blood in the dog's fur.
DNA confirms it belongs to one Patrick Walsh, otherwise known as...
Niall Malloy.
Oh, God, it hurts.
Did Mum know?
About the cancer?
Well, I didn't tell her right away, but, yes, she did.
Why were you keeping it from me?
Do you not trust me?
You've got your own kids.
What would you do if you had a diagnosis like mine?
It's completely different, Dad. They're young children.
And you'll find out, Les...
you never stop seeing your children as children.
I just wanted to protect you, son.
Wanted to protect your mum.
OK, we'd better get out of here.
Marie keeps texting me.
She's leaving messages. She's just worried sick.
We're nearly there. We're close.
I don't want to let you down, Dad.
You're NOT letting me down. You've done more than enough.
You know, the life I had...
was a good life. Better than I ever deserved.
It was all down to your mum.
The least I can do for her now is to bring her justice.
The police WILL find out who killed her.
Perhaps.
But I may not live to see it.
All I want is to find the people who did this.
The police can handle the rest. Dad...
Will McDonagh was involved in a number of bombings in the '80s,
along with his cousin, Niall Malloy.
Indeed, McDonagh was considered the closest associate of Malloy.
But back in 1989, he was arrested for his involvement in the ambush
and murder of two off-duty RUC officers.
Spend the next ten years in jail,
and then promptly dropped off the radar.
They've found Les Walsh's car.
Parking lot CCTV picked up Pat and Les Walsh leaving in a hurry
two hours ago.
Pat looked like he had an injury to the right hand.
Blood stains. Remains of a bandage.
A dog bite?
Could be.
Similar to the cup in McDonagh's flat.
Taken to remove any trace of DNA from the scene of the crime.
Yeah.
How long has it been since Les Walsh was last seen?
About 15 hours.
They've got to eat and sleep. I don't see any signs of food wrappers
or water bottles, even crumbs or food stains.
Malloy's storage unit is under surveillance,
so they haven't gone back there.
A careful man like Malloy might well have two boltholes.
Hey.
Hey. Can we meet?
Now's not good.
- I'm being followed. - Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure.
Right, Battersea Park in an hour. Bye.
You all right? Mm-hm.
Any idea who he is?
Nope.
Well, let's find out, shall we?
I'll take it from here.
DI Quint. You must be Miss Flanagan.
You had her followed? I understood from Hodgson here
that you might have established contact with your source.
- Thanks for that, Jack. - I assumed that you,
being an investigative reporter, wouldn't be too keen on sharing.
You assumed correctly.
I'll leave you boys to it.
Look, Miss Flanagan...
Craig Greenwood is a driver for Ken Lawson,
a prominent Northern Irish businessman who has been a
vocal proponent of direct rule and a staunch opponent of power-sharing.
Am I correct in assuming that you think Lawson might have been
a part of their secret group, The Guild?
You can think what you like.
Quite a history, Craig Greenwood.
Former loyalist paramilitary.
Suspected of killing at least 12 Republicans, none proven.
Do you trust him?
He hasn't lied to me so far.
And did Greenwood give you reason to believe
that The Guild was active again?
Any names?
I'll be in touch again, Miss Flanagan.
Quint, The Guild really exists, and you confront Lawson
about any of this, they'll think someone's talked,
they'll start looking for a leak. I'm aware of that.
You talk to Greenwood, you'll make him the number one suspect,
he might point the finger at Orla.
If needs be, Miss Flanagan will get protection.
She'll be safe. Will she?
You should have told me you talked to the police.
Orla...
Jack, got a minute?
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