In Belfast City jail Dunleavy paces his cell like a caged animal. His anger and frustration are driving him dangerously close to the edge. His jailers can do nothing more with him, he is beyond their control. Someone is going to get hurt.
In another part of the city, Mr. Goodwin, a professional man, an expert in his field, dines with his wife. They are content. They have a pleasant evening and retire to bed.
It is the middle of the night. Back in the jail, the prison officer reluctantly decides that the Dunleavy situation has to be dealt with quickly. He needs a professional, an expert in his field.