
Ryan Hanrahan O'Riley is an Irish American detective investigating the theft of the Dagger of Amon Ra.
Description[]
Act I[]
Detective O'Riley is taken aback when Laura Bow visits the Police Station to interview him about the the museum burglary since Crodfoller T. Rhubarb was the original reporter for the article. He shows her a one page police report on the stolen Dagger of Amon Ra, with no evidence of force entry nor fingerprints. When Laura points out the vagueness of the report, the detective goes on a rant about having to investigate all of the crime in the city. With murders, car theft, booze smuggling, street mugging and grapes running low in market, he claims not to have time to focus on the dagger. He then sends her off to talk to Dennis O'Flaherty instead.
Act II[]
O'Riley is seen at the Leyendecker Museum charity party. Yvette Delacroix flirts with O'Riley until they notice Laura eavesdropping on them. The detective then interrogates Dr. Ptahsheptut Smith about where he was at the time of the dagger robbery, implying that he's a suspect and offending the Egyptian. He finally chats with Lawrence "Ziggy" Ziegfeld, who tries to convince the detective that he is a "patron of the fine arts" to justify his presence.
Between 8:00 and 8:15 PM, Laura discovers the body of Dr. Pippin Carter placed inside a sarcophagus at the Egyptain Exhibit. Her scream alerts Detective O'Riley, who puts the museum on lockdown.
Act III[]
After the murder of Dr. Carter, O'Riley and Wolf Heimlich take various statements from the guests to piece together what happened. They then warn Laura not to get involved with the investigation.
While O'Riley isn't seen wandering the museum, he pays a visit to Yvette several times. During their second meeting in her office, O'Riley professes his love to her and declares that he would kill her if he found out she was seeing another man. He also laments about his failed marriages, being surround by crime, and seeing corrupted cops taking bribes. They then share a kiss.
From 9:00 to 10:15, O'Riley can be seen at the Dinosaurs Pterodactyl Exhibit.
Between 10:15 PM and 11:15, Laura discovers the body of an unknown headless victim pinned under the weight of a Pterodactyl statue. She soon finds the decapitated head of Ziggy mounted on the wall of the Life Mask Exhibit, causing her to scream and alert O'Riley and Wolf. The two then have a slight argument over their professions, with Wolf questioning the detective's skills and O'Riley criticizing the guard's security methods. They finally get back on track and take off to bring some crime scene tools.
A little before 2:00, O'Riley and Yvette have an argument when both sides accuse each other of lying. The secretary claims that Ziggy told her about O'Riley and Dr. Carrington role in the Dagger of Amon Ra's theft. The detective fires back by calling her out on various affairs. She denies ever sleeping with Ziggy or Steve Dorian.
At 2:15 PM, Wolf complains to O'Riley in the Old Masters Gallery about smelling of alcohol and eating grapes. Laura then reports to O'Riley and Wolf about the murder of Ernie Leach. Wolf becomes distrustful of her since she always seems to be the first person to find dead bodies, but O'Riley eases him off and reassures that they'll get to the bottom of it.
Act IV[]
Between 3:00 to 3:15 PM, Olympia enters her office to discover the Countess Lavinia Waldorf-Carlton dying and tied up on her desk. Close examination reveals a pale complexion on her face, with Olympia noting that she doesn't look too well. The Countess uses her remaining breath to mutter Detective O'Riley's name before Olympia wanders off to find him.
Act VI[]
At the end of the game it is revealed that he is the ultimate mastermind behind all the crimes in the game, including orchestrating the theft of the dagger with Watney Little (and thus the murder of Archibald Carrington III) before murdering him, Pippin Carter, Ziggy, Ernie Leach and Countess Lavinia Waldorf-Carlton to cover his tracks, as well as killing Yvette for his jealousy over her various affairs. Disguised as "Mr.X" with a black cloak he chases Laura Bow through the museum with a mace and guns down two members of the Cult of Amon Ra during the pursuit. He is ultimately apprehended when Laura traps him in the jaws of an animatronic T-Rex, though whether he is unmasked as the killer is dependent on how thoroughly Laura investigated the various crime scenes and if she collected enough evidence (particularly noting his fondness for grapes.)
O'Riley's Epilogue[]
Worst and Bad Ending[]
Detective Ryan Hanrahan O'Riley continued in his job and became a full-time homicide detective. Having amassed a small fortune "by being frugal," he retired to Tahiti eight years later.
Good Ending[]
Former Detective Ryan Hanrahan O'Riley was sentenced to fifty years in a state penitentiary. The Judge was a friend of his.
Best Ending[]
Former Detective Ryan Hanrahan O'Riley was sentenced to sixty years in a state penitentiary. Having been a cop, O'Riley found it hard to make friends in prison.
O'Riley Unused Dialogue[]
- (Ask about Press Pass) I hate those things. I can't believe those wee cards allow you nosy reporters to interfere in our investigations all the time. It's ridiculous.
- (Ask about Pocket Watch) That's a nice pocketwatch you've got there, Miss Laura. 'Tis a shame it isn't running. Have you tried winding it?
- (Ask about Meat) What's a nice girl like you asking about a piece of flesh for?
- (Ask about Work Boot) Now, that's downright repulsive, lassie. Why would I know--or WANT to know anything about a smelly, old workboot?
- (Ask about Smelling Salts) They're not so popular now, but lots of ladies used to carry that nasty stuff around with them. I think they fainted just so some fella would catch them, ha ha!
- (Ask about Snake Oil) Selling snake oil is what this ridiculous museum is all about, ha ha!
- (Ask about Animal Hair) I don't know much about animal hairs, lass.
- (Ask about Bifocals) I don't know about such things, lassie, I'm still a young man.
- (Ask about Red Hairs) My hair's been this red since the day I was born. That Steve lad, his hair's almost the same color as mine, as well as some of the other people here. It's a regular carrot-top convention.
- (Ask about Grapes) I love grapes, lass. They're good for your constitution, and your circulation too. I wouldn't be without them. There's some who would tell you one kind of grape is better than another, but I don't care; I eat every kind, seeds and all.
- (Ask about Wire) What on Earth do you want to know about wire for, lassie?
- (Ask about Ziggy's death) LB: Have you had a chance to examine Ziggy's body?
- RR: Which piece? Ha ha! Ah, it's a little cop humor there.
- LB: Very amusing.
- RR: I've got to have a sense of humor about me job. You think I ENJOY examining detached portions of people I've met?
- LB: Well, no, I suppose not.
- RR: Bloody right I don't. Whoever killed that Ziggy fellow must have been trying to make a point. First he nails the man's body to the floor with a pterodactyl, then he cuts his head off for display.
- LB: I suppose it was a bit flashy for the average murder.
- RR: There's nothing average about this killer. He's a crafty one. It's almost as if he's toying with me.
- LB: Why would he do that?
- RR: Maybe it's a warning to us not to interfere. Or maybe the killer is just a complete loon. A clever loon, but still a loon.
- (Ask about Carrington's Death) LB: I guess you've examined poor Dr. Carrington's body?
- RR: You shouldn't be so interested in dead people, lass. You're startin' to sound like that spooky Olympia woman.
- LB: It's my job.
- RR: It could be your LIFE.
- LB: What do you mean?
- RR: We've got a killer running around loose in the museum, don't you know? If you keep poking your nose into his business, he may not like it.
- LB: Then you think he'll kill again?
- RR: Certainly. If he thinks you're on his trail, he might want to be covering his tracks by killing you.
- LB: Oh, dear.
- RR: So, I suggest you keep your pretty little head out of his business...and MINE.
- (Ask about Ernie's Death) LB: Have you had a chance to examine Mr. Leach's body yet?
- RR: Yes. The poor sod drank a wee bit too much, is my guess. Judging from the strong smell of alcohol on his body, he was on quite a bender when he died. Probably poured alcohol all over himself.
- LB: You think he drank himself to death?
- RR: The man had a lot of personal problems, I understand.
- LB: You're saying he drank himself to death, then hurled himself up onto the mastodon tusks?
- RR: Don't be ridiculous, lass. Obviously, he climbed up on the tusks BEFORE he drank too much!
- LB: Ah...I see....
- RR: I've seen it happen before. I like a wee bit of a nip now and then meself.
- LB: Isn't that illegal?
- RR: You're telling ME what's illegal, missy?
- LB: Oh, well, I didn't mean to offend you....
- RR: Hmph!
- (Ask about Yvette's Death) LB: Have you had a chance to examine Miss Delacroix's body?
- RR: Yes.
- LB: Any idea who killed her?
- RR: We've got a museum FULL of suspects, lass. EVERYONE seems to have enjoyed her company, if you know what I mean. And I do mean EVERYONE!
- LB: Well, if everybody LOVED her, so to speak, why would someone want to kill her?
- RR: If there's one thing I've learned, there are as many motives for murder as there are words in the dictionary.
- LB: What I'd like to know is how the killer managed to plaster her so fast.
- RR: Well, I'm starting to think there are two murderers at work here. They could have used fast-drying plaster, but doing all that work and moving her body would have been easier with two people.
- LB: Any clues as to who those killers might be?
- RR: Can you keep a secret, lass?
- LB: Sure!
- RR: Maybe I shouldn't be saying this, but I'm getting a wee bit suspicious about Olympia and that Heimlich fellow. They're both a bit on the strange side, if you ask me. She's a bit too fond of dead things, and he's got more books on torture than the public liberry.
- LB: You really think they could have done it?
- RR: I've been a cop for a long time, lass. Investigating a homicide successfully uses as much of a cop's intuition as it does physical evidence. And I've got a strong feeling about those two.
- LB: You don't suspect anyone else?
- RR: I suspect everyone. Even YOU. Maybe you're trying to make a name for yourself as a reporter by killing people and writing about it.
- LB: That's ridiculous!
- RR: I'm trying to make a point, lass. EVERYONE has a motive, if you learn enough about them....
- (Ask about Countess's Death) LB: Have you studied the body of the Countess since she died?
- RR: Of course, lass. That strange Olympia female came to get me. She said the Countess asked for me when she was dying. The odd part was how happy Olympia seemed to be about the old bat dying on her office desk.
- LB: Did you find any clues?
- RR: No. That killer, he's a tricky one.
- LB: You haven't found any evidence at all?
- RR: No. It's like someone's been getting to the murder scenes ahead of me and removing any evidence that's worthwhile. That's what makes me think the killer is so clever about not leaving clues behind. All I'm left with is the body.
- LB: Surely you've found clues on the bodies?
- RR: Look, kiddo, do I go around telling you how to do your job? You've been a constant pain in me side all night, and I'm really getting tired of it, don't you know? Now, stay out of police business or you'll find yourself in the slammer counting your toenails for entertainment!
- (Use Meat) I do like me stakes rare...but no, thank you, I'm watching me waistline.
- (Use Work Boot) Nice girls shouldn't play with things like that. You don't know where it's been.
- (Use Smelling Salts) Phew! Take that away, lassie, it's makin' me queasy!
- (Use Snake Oil) Watch it, lass, my stomach isn't very happy right now. I think I ate a bad grape.
- (Use Animal Hair) No, thank you, lass.
- (Use Bifocals) No, thank you, lassie. My eyes are perfectly fine.
- (Use Red Hair) What, do you think I can stick it back on? Ha ha ha!
- (Use Yvette's Shoe) That's not mine. I think it belongs to Miss Yvette.
- (Use Grapes) Thanks, lass, but those don't look too fresh.
- (Use Wire) I won't be needing that.