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Monarch of all Utherby.

No one could own all this.

Except Lady Glenbogle.

I came up here to get away from all that.

Did it work?

I wouldn't go that way if I was you.

Lexi, you're in New Zealand. I don't need advice from a daydreamer.

Great.

It's all right, isn't it?

Doesn't the roast look splendid?

Sorry, I didn't catch what you were saying.

Excuse me.

All that palaver over Ewan's cooking.

You don't like whisky, and you don't like the bagpipes.

Came to the wrong place, didn't you? Don't. Sometimes that's just what I

People call me the lad, but I feel like such a fraud, like I don't deserve it.

You don't have to deserve it.

You just have to believe it.

I never wanted the title or the kilt or the ceremonial sperm. I just

wanted what Archie had.

What did Archie have that you don't?

In your dreams, Paul.

Good morning. You're listening to Scotia FM, your oldest friend in the

Highlands.

I was looking for Ewan.

Oh, he's further along the corridor.

Right.

I knew that.

You're seeing Jess?

Seen her?

Uh... Today.

Today.

Probably. Right, well, can you tell her the decking's been delivered?

Right. Will do. Pass that on.

Today.

Why didn't you tell him I was here?

Are you ashamed of me?

Actually, I thought it was the other way around.

Oh, you idiot.

Right, how does that look?

I like it.

Easy. You'll mess it up.

Sorry. Second thoughts.

I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just not mad about pipe pipes, that's all.

I'm not offended, son. Each to his own.

But I take it you won't want to play the Delocht blessing tomorrow.

The Delocht blessing?

Yeah, I wrote the words out for you. The Lord blesses the Delocht on the first

day of spring.

Oh, yeah, right, right.

What for, exactly?

So that the fish will flourish and the beasts will breed.

Well, they can't manage that on their own.

Maybe, but... It's an old Macdonald tradition, and I usually play the pipes,

but... Could we leave him out, do you think?

I mean, if we want the fish to breed, let's not scare him off, eh?

Anything you say, Paul.

Golly, I wanted to run something past you.

Look, Paul, you don't need to seek my approval all the time. You just manage

assets of the estate as you see fit.

Well, that's just it.

You are our biggest asset.

Look, there are dozens, hundreds of estates in the Highlands crying out for

sort of expertise.

I'd like to hire you out as a consultant.

I mean, obviously, there'd be something in it for you. A consultant?

Who's going to be the galley here?

You would, but Jess would do the daily grind.

You could keep an eye on her and still handle plenty of clients.

I don't have to wear a suit, do I?

Are you lost?

I hope not.

This is a GPS unit.

I know, but you've been walking around in circles so long, I thought maybe your

batteries had gone flat.

Actually, I'm checking the gradient.

So, you work for the New Laird?

Yeah, you could say that.

Tell me, is he a total moron, or does he just not care what happens on his

estate? On the contrary.

He's extremely intelligent.

And he's damn good looking as well, but that's just my opinion.

It's you, isn't it?

You're the new Laird MacDonald. Actually, the name's Bowman. Isabel

How do you do?

You see that farmhouse?

It belongs to my gran.

When she died two years ago, I was told that I could have the lease.

Now I've come back and I find that Joe Revy from next door is massacring the

land. He's knocked down dry stone walls, he's filled in the pond, and you let

him. I've never spoken to Mr Revy. Archie MacDonald promised me that lease.

Maybe I should talk to him. He's in New Zealand.

Er... It's that way.

Is that it?

You're just going to let Joe Revy wreck my gran's farm?

As far as I'm aware, that farm belongs to the estate. But I'll speak to Mr Revy

and find out what's going on, OK?

You can go home now.

I am home.

Want to borrow this?

You need it more than I do.

Ow. Excuse me.

No, I was just thinking.

This would make great pasture.

For cows.

Creep. Sorry?

Or sheep.

Isabel Anderson's complained to me that you've taken over her grandmother's

farmland. What?

Did she ask her to? She said you knocked down walls and filled in ponds. Of

course, walls were falling down anyway, and the ponds are a dreadful hazard to

children.

Isabel, she's cute, but she's a city girl.

She's inclined to grab a bull by the teats.

Certainly grabbed me that way.

That land was overgrown and waterlogged. I was only trying to improve it.

Name's Parker.

Scottish radio board. Looking for the sheriff.

Sheriff? You try the saloon? That's me, Mr Parker.

Sheriff Reavy.

This is Mr Bowman, the lair.

I understand you're in trouble with illegal transmissions.

We can't get Scotia FM any more.

Just this dreadful racket.

Not to worry.

I'll have this sorted out by tea time.

Catch him first, won't you?

Rain. and signal detectors.

Mobile triangulation.

Digital drift analysis.

I've tracked down six pirates in one day. I doubt this one will be any

What will you do? Hang him from the yard, Alan?

I'll seize his equipment.

Unlicensed radio transmission is an offence, Mr Bowman.

Even listening to one can be an offence.

Just as well I don't, then.

How's his leadership?

Stop it.

It's bad enough from the tenants.

I'm trying to get this place organised, get people working together as a team,

but it's like polishing your... We're not in the army anymore.

Glenbogle has its own way.

Now you tell me.

It'd be a lot easier if you were here.

Paul, what are you talking about?

I thought, well, it can't be.

Hey, see any hobbits down there? Did you forget your toothbrush?

I wonder why you hadn't phoned. Why didn't you let us know you were coming?

Kind of spur of the moment.

How's Archie going to manage without you? He'll be fine. Never like that

vineyard. In fact, I brought a couple of bottles with me. And here they are.

South Bogle Cabernet.

So how long are you here for?

Oh, just a couple of weeks. The bank's in a total pain about closing the

account. Well, why didn't you call us?

We could have sorted it out from here.

Feels weird drinking wine right now. My head still thinks it's eight o 'clock in

the morning.

Well, for once I'm glad the bank is being a total pain because it means

got our Lexi back for a little while.

Oh, I know that you and Archie are starting a new life in New Zealand, but

welcome home anyhow.

Welcome home.

Does it not travel well?

No, it travels fine.

It just doesn't do arriving very well.

What was that all about in the library?

You losing your marbles or something?

I thought that wouldn't be the job.

Do you want me to call the bank? Fix an appointment?

Hold your ponies. I haven't even unpacked my bag yet.

No, no rush. It's just I'm calling them anyway.

I'm going to phone Archie and then I'm going to take to my bed.

I do still have the bed, don't I?

Yeah, of course.

I'll see you later.

Journey was fine.

Everybody's fine.

I love you, Arch.

And I miss you.

Three, two, one.

We're

transmitting

the same wavelength as Scotia FM.

And there's no one complaining.

No, all the listeners are just being out to notice.

So, um, are you doing okay?

Not really.

What? He's just taking too much on.

He won't listen to me. He wants to do everything by himself.

Daphne, you need to do that now, man.

Don't replace Dolly.

I'm Golly and that's you.

Oh, right.

Do you want me to give him a ring?

Not much from doing the end of the phone.

What else can I do?

Fly out?

Why not?

Are you serious?

Duncan, Archie misses you.

Okay, I miss you too.

Think about it, it'd be great.

You know, team back together again.

You needn't tell anyone I asked you.

Think on it now, eh?

Sorry, folks, but that's all we've got time for today. But your favourite

station will be back. Same time tomorrow. Keep it Rob Roy.

How

you

doing?

Lovely day. Yeah, wonderful.

What's in the bag?

What bag?

This bag.

Mushrooms? Fairly in the teeth, isn't it?

They're imported.

I just picked them up from the airport.

Tony Parker, Scottish radio board.

That's a relief.

Thought you were the Terminator.

I am.

Open the bag, please.

I don't think so.

Oi!

I'm asking you to open the bag!

And you can ask.

But you can't make me, can you?

Well, enjoy your walk.

You could probably pick up some good radio stations with all that gear.

See ya.

No wellies?

I left them in Edinburgh.

I don't know why you're bothering.

My granny hated slugs.

Frogs used to keep them under control till Revy filled in the pond.

Yeah, I've spoken to Mr Revy.

Did you ask him about my cattle?

Cattle? What cattle?

Twelve head of Highland cattle that belong to my gran. Where are they? Hold

Is it true you asked Revy to look after this land?

No.

Well, yeah, look after it, not ravage it.

I didn't know that he was going to drench it in pesticide and cut down my

wood. It's not your gran's wood. It belongs to the estate.

Have you told him that?

Look, if he carries on like this, there'll be nothing left of my granny's

So much for the laird's promise.

If I leave this place to you...

What will you do? Farm it yourself?

I have a job.

Fine.

I'll get a manager and I'll come off at the weekends.

But farming's hard work.

It's not a hobby for nice girls from Edinburgh.

Look, I am more of a Highlander than you'll ever be, Mr Bowman.

Then you should have come up here better prepared, shouldn't you?

I'll give you a month to find suitable tenants.

After that, if Revy wants a lease, he can have it.

Here, you missed one.

Sorry, I'm really sorry. I had to sort out some... Anyway, the Loch blessing.

It's all right. We haven't been here that long.

Oh, I should change.

Oh, no, I can't keep you waiting any longer.

May the open heart be filled... No.

May the open hand be filled... Sorry, it's gone right out of my head.

No, you're all right.

May the open hand be filled to fullest.

May this spring bring forth new life.

Have I missed something?

Don't you drink from the cup?

You're joking.

Mmm, I'm getting blackberries.

Are we done?

Yep.

Oh, Paul, don't disappear.

Is that it?

Is the water no part of anything?

You want me to organise a stakeout?

Someone's been stealing my orchids.

I just need Golly for a few days. No, Golly's going to be busy. Well, Duncan,

then. Look, Molly, I'm sorry. I can't spare anyone to babysit a plant.

Very well.

I'll deal with these vandals myself.

It was only a lot of blessing, Golly.

He did drink the water.

Now, Hector didn't go that far. It's his attitude.

Makes the traditions of a joke.

He doesn't.

Like, he just wants to be, you know, a new broom.

A new broom?

Ah, like I say, maybe I'd have been better if... What?

If you and Archie had stayed.

Did her bit, Colleen.

Paul's the laird now.

No, no, no. He's the boss.

I don't know that I'll ever be laird.

Have we caught a main ditch here?

It can drain up about 60 acres.

All potential pasture. Right.

Sorry, but why do I need to know this?

Because I want you to take charge of the project.

I've been thinking about redeployment.

Just to look after the game of wildlife, you to take charge of land improvement.

I mean, I'm talking about the whole estate.

That's years of work.

Yeah, I know, but that's just it.

I'm really farted, Paul, but it's just...

I might not be around.

What do you mean?

Molly!

Oh, blast it!

You weren't supposed to see me!

Have you been at the Blackfeet or something?

Camouflage, silly.

Hector taught me the rudiments.

Lovely eyeshadow.

Obviously not well enough, otherwise you wouldn't have noticed me.

I think the roses were a mistake.

I can't use wildflowers, that's the whole point.

Someone's been digging up our orchids.

Orchids? Around here?

Gorgeous specimens on that hill.

They'll go for those next.

And what will you do when you catch them?

Give them a jolly good talking to.

I'm afraid Paul doesn't think this is important enough to let me have help.

I'll help.

Oh, would you? You are so kind.

No, no, I don't want to get you into trouble.

Oh, you won't.

Anyway, you'll have to find me first.

That is the spirit!

Now, let's sort out some camouflage.

Um, you know, there might be a better way of doing this.

Have you seen Golly?

Why do you need him?

He's not very happy.

I think he needs some reassurance.

I'd better talk to him then.

I wouldn't want anyone to be poaching the staff now, would I?

I wasn't trying to poach Duncan.

Listen, if I do go back to New Zealand... Eh?

What do you mean, eh?

I mean when I go back.

It'd just be nice to have some visitors.

I was just inviting him, that's all.

Good news.

I've got the client.

A guy called Jenkins, over in Cairn Locken. OK.

Not even that far, just over the hill.

Unfortunate turn of phrase.

Oh, come on, golly.

We're not putting you out to pasture, we're putting you out to stud.

We're making the most of our efforts.

This is more of an alert than asset management.

It's about the Loch blessing.

Look, I know I garbled it, but it's just a ritual. It doesn't matter that much,

does it?

Well, it doesn't matter to you, it doesn't matter at all.

So you'll visit this guy Jenkins, then?

I'll make sure he gets his money's worth. Great.

About New Zealand, I'd really love to come.

That's brilliant.

I just need to ask Jess.

Jess?

I'd want her to come with me.

You see, well, the thing is, I want to spend the rest of my life with her.

Duncan, I had no idea.

No, neither did I.

Until now.

That's amazing.

I know.

Isn't it?

I'm scary, but I really do. Don't tell me. You need to tell her that. Yeah.

Oh, no, definitely.

If you feel that way about her, and she feels the same way about you, then don't

we freeze the woman?

Like you and Archie did, you mean?

Yeah.

Like me and Archie did.

You're right.

I'm gonna do it.

None of my guests have been able to pack that damn thing for weeks.

Nothing bigger than brass, anyway.

The problem is, Mr Jenkins, that your pond's all fished out.

It's not a pond, it's a log.

What do you mean, fished out?

Well, a pond or a log of this size can't sustain you and your guests every week

of the year. You have to let it recover. You have to think of the... You have to

think of the symbiosis.

Symbiosis?

Thought you were a ghillie, not a Latin tutor.

That's Greek, actually.

Just show me where the blasted fish are hiding, will you?

And by the way, since we are paying for your services, would it be too much to

ask for you to look... preventable?

Get a load, Chip?

Just Paul, Sheriff Revy.

Call me Joe, please.

Sheriff's just an honorary title for services to the old boy and that one.

A bit like mine, then.

Have you seen young Isabel yet?

She seems to think you've been cussing down the wood behind her farmhouse.

Just some coppicing, that's all.

Apparently you've got some cattle that belong to her gran.

What's she going to do with a dozen hailing cows?

I doubt she's ever kept anything bigger than a hamster.

You know, maybe it would be simpler if you took over the lease.

She's very attached to that house, but I suppose... Well, for now, I've given

her a month to find tenants.

Tenants?

Excellent idea.

If she can't, we'll sign the lease over to you.

Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that.

It's good to see a layout who knows what he's doing.

Is it?

You'll have to point him out to me.

Jack?

What the hell's going on?

Someone's after our old kids.

Wouldn't it be easier just to lay mines?

Yeah, it's more fun this way.

Where did you two spring from, anyway?

It's snug, isn't it?

It's only meant for two.

Coffee?

Sandwich?

Chocolate biscuit?

Thanks very much.

What are you doing here anyway?

I was looking for you.

I wanted to talk... Keep your voices down. We don't want to tip them off.

To talk? I mean, alone talking.

An osprey.

That's the first one I've seen this year.

Good.

No, no, no, son.

You keep your money.

Come on.

I'd rather give them away than have them gather in dust.

You see, well, the thing is, Lexie's asked me to go out there with her.

To New Zealand?

Wow. That's what I thought.

I've been thinking about you and me.

A new life, together.

What's wrong with this one? Well, nothing.

That's just it.

I... I want... Well, I want... No.

I want... Jess, would you... I haven't had so much

fun since the brownies. Butch, I... Anything happening?

Out there?

No.

And I heard about Isabel Anderson.

You know Archie was keeping that lease open for her. Likely.

Archie left.

You went to join him. I'm the laird now, and it is my job, it's my duty, to run

this place the best I can.

Why are you being so... You know, it's like you didn't mind coming back.

I just don't know why you're here.

There's no problem at the bank that we couldn't have sorted out for you.

You're getting involved in everyone's business.

I'm trying to help. Why do you want Duncan to go to New Zealand when you're

even sure you're going back yourself?

Something happened between you and Archie?

No.

Look, come and go as you please, but let me do my job, okay?

Did you speak to Jen?

Yes.

Unfortunately, she didn't have a clue what I was talking about.

You're normally very articulate.

I'm just terrified she'll say no.

I think I've frightened her off once before by being a bit keen.

Let me see that.

Is that the same ring you offered to me years ago?

I don't think you'd remember.

I mean, you hardly looked at it.

No, I checked it out.

I'm a girl.

She'll love it.

You mustn't be afraid.

I want a wild and romantic wedding.

I should hope so, too.

Like the one you and Archie had up in the hills.

Making your vow to stand together no matter what happened.

If Jess and I could have a wedding as magic as that, then I'd be the happiest

man.

I'm not picking up any orchids today.

Molly?

Stop! He doesn't have a spade.

What's going on?

I'm afraid Mrs MacDonald nearly got herself arrested.

What? She ambushed young Mr Parker when he was in pursuit of a radio pirate.

Thrust him up like a cheap roast.

I'm sure there's a sensible explanation.

Explanation? Yeah. Sensible? No.

Just as well young Parker reported it to me.

I'll straighten him out. Don't worry.

Thanks, Joe.

Oh, while I'm here, I thought I might just take you up on your offer.

The lease on the Anderson farm.

Oh, calm, Joe. Not yet. I gave Isabel a month to find tenants.

Our house is barely fit for pigs, never mind people.

I don't know. I've got a feeling she'll manage it, just to be awkward.

Anyway, I can see you're a busy man. All these frisky relatives running wild in

the woods.

Sticky little man.

He even wanted Jess arrested as well.

Molly. You assaulted someone over a flower.

It's a protected species.

You're the land, Paul. It's your duty to protect Glenbogle.

If you let the orgy go, what next?

The osprey, the otter, every piece of Glenbogle is a part of the whole.

Yes, it's only a flower. But when it's gone, something will be lost forever,

something priceless. And all because you were too pig -headed to listen.

Oh, hiya, Paul.

Have you seen Lexi about?

Sorry?

Er, no.

No, I haven't. I was just speaking to her about Archie. About the day they got

married, in fact.

And then she just ran off.

Isn't this where you got married?

Yeah.

We made our vows.

He kissed me in the dark, fell out the sky.

Got no more heartache.

No more doubt.

Didn't know much about marriage.

Is that why you were stonking out there?

Because you were lonely.

It wasn't for his management skills.

Archie's still Archie.

He's full of mad ideas and going off like a rocket with me.

Attached to the stick.

He'd consult me and then I'd find out he'd already made the decision.

So I told him it was Duffy's vineyard and that I was going home.

I missed home.

Only now I don't even know where home is.

This is your home, Lexi.

It'll always be yours.

And it'll never be mine.

You still want me here?

Even though I've spread sedition?

Of course I want you.

I mean, we all want you here.

We've got to get off this hill.

Oh, God.

Oh,

please.

Well, I'll go and get some power.

Oh, you're soaking.

I can't get any wet there.

Hey, don't sit down. Keep moving.

Yes, Sergeant Major.

You should take that jumper off. It's soaking.

No, I'm fine. Here, come on. Sit back down.

Oh,

look, that T -shirt's bogging as well here.

Get an idea here.

Turn around.

Don't you... I'll go up behind me.

Behind you.

There.

OK?

There.

You feeling that warmth?

Yeah.

We'll move on as soon as it stops raining.

I've seen it rain round here for a fortnight before.

What have I seen in the hell out there?

I just couldn't bring myself to tell anyone, so thanks for listening.

That's OK.

I'm not much of a listener.

Well, you'll soon get the hang of that, eh?

Molly doesn't think so.

She's been tearing strips off me.

Golly obviously wants to, but he doesn't say anything.

Golly's rooted in Glenbogo.

Like the mountains.

You know, a laser pen and a laptop won't make him a consultant.

I shouldn't be doing this.

You're a better lad than I'll ever be, Lexi.

You should be lad again.

I can.

I'm not really here.

It's a lovely day for a barbecue.

Quite a while you two have got going.

We got caught in the rain.

It stopped raining a while ago.

No coat?

I thought you would be better prepared before you came up here.

Look at the bloody Jemima in her designer walking boots.

Seem nice enough for me.

She's unhinged.

Paranoid. She's convinced Joe Revy wants to steal her farm and cut this wood

down. And does it? No, I've spoken to him. He's just been copper... What?

Not that paranoid, then.

That's my key.

What's going on? Like you don't know.

What are you doing over here?

I thought you told me to... I said to knock down that cowshed, not that

I meant him to demolish our old buyer.

It's a simple misunderstanding.

What, another one? I'll pay for any damage.

You wanted to wreck the place so that I would never find tenants.

Oh, come on.

I want you to find tenants.

Tell her, Paul, will you?

Someone's been cutting trees down in the woods.

Do you not know what coppicing means?

I'm sorry, Paul. I'm going to have to take my boy out and shoot him.

It was an honest mistake.

Just get this thing out of here, Joe.

Einstein, get this thing out of here.

What are you doing?

You fell like the timber from the wood.

And look at this place. It's more like a demolition site than a working farm.

It's not a working farm.

It may be a holiday home if you can find anyone mugging off to rent it.

If you ask me, Revy's doing you a favour.

Then why did you stop him?

Because the Laird made a promise.

And I am going to keep it.

You look smart.

It's funny, I feel like an idiot.

I've spoken to Paul. I don't think he'll be needing that anymore.

What do you mean?

He scrapped the whole idea.

Right. Good.

Cheer up.

Why don't you give us a wee tune on your pipes?

Since when were you a fan?

I know you gave them away.

I still have contact round here.

Better getting played than sitting gathering dust.

It's bad enough helping ignorant houris wipe out the wildlife.

I was afraid Paul was going to start hiring me out for parties.

Why didn't you just say no?

I'm the ghillie.

Where do I go if I don't follow him?

Archie.

Archie cared about the traditions.

Because you taught him to.

I was born to it.

So was Paul.

I was the wrong side of the blanket, but that's an old Macdonald tradition in

itself, eh?

He doesn't get it, Lex.

Doesn't want to get it. Title means nothing to him.

If he doesn't care about being laird, what does that make me?

It makes you more important than ever.

It makes you the steward of Macdonald Heritage.

Your duty is to keep those traditions alive until Paul can understand what

mean.

And you have to teach him, just like you taught Archie.

Paul will be a proper laird someday.

A good laird.

He had all the right stuff.

You have to hold on, golly.

You are needed now more than ever.

Hold fast, eh?

Now come outside.

I've got something I want to show you.

Did you mug that wee boy on his way home?

Go on.

Give us a chin.

I want to feel at home again.

Are you sure this is going to work?

I did rather get into hot water last time.

Luke, it's a textbook design. Try to test it.

Hunting the Bengal tiger.

Oh, look.

I'm gonna get hurt.

Apart from breaking an arm, maybe. Or a leg. Duncan.

What the hell are you doing?

Those orchids are a protected species, and you are committing an offence under

the Wildlife and Countryside Act. Duncan, call the police. Oh, aye. Call

police. Make sure you tell the sheriff as well.

I'm sorry you never got your pirate to walk the plank.

Don't worry.

He's had the laughter all right.

Coming from Glen Bogle House.

Billy, the sheriff's son?

He's not worried about prosecution. His father sent him. If you don't believe

me, ask you.

Of course I believe you, Molly.

And I should have listened to you much earlier.

I'm still kind of new at this job.

Well, you know what they say is the beginning of wisdom.

Yeah, good kick up the back for it.

Well? Doesn't matter what you see.

What's going on? I'm sorry about this.

It's coming from that telly.

You think someone's broadcasting from your house?

From here?

I don't think so.

Yeah, the flagpole.

They're using it for an aerial.

You'd better let him in. If he gets in touch with the board, things should get

very unpleasant.

Up to you.

Paul, I'm kind of busy.

You know, dear, this is regrettable.

Yes, it is.

You're proud of yourself, are you?

I'm performing a public service.

I'm seizing this equipment.

This young man will have to face charges.

Hold on a minute, Joe.

Strictly speaking, you should face charges as well.

It's a sorry business.

If only we could come to some sort of arrangement.

What do you mean?

Mr Parker, check downstairs.

See if there's any backup equipment.

Good idea.

I know that young Isabel is very fond of that house.

I am too.

I'd hate to see it go under the rushes. It won't, if she fires tenants.

My Billy will be the tenant. Get that knit out from under my feet.

What's that?

A leaf on the Anderson farm.

It's only a few acres of bog and grass, but I can make them pay.

What, by destroying the landscape? By cutting the woods down and selling them

off as timber?

Or stealing rare orchids?

What good are trees?

Or flowers growing wild in the hills when there's plenty of collectors

to pay good money for them?

Farmers are an endangered species too, you know. You are the most despicable...

Careful.

You could still face charges for assault on Mr Parker.

So, Billy was just... following orders.

Finally.

And I'll have a word in the right ear and all this will never have happened.

This is blackmail. And you're supposed to be the sheriff?

Yes. I'm the sheriff.

What are you going to do about it, Sonny?

No backup equipment.

You're finished. Switch it off.

I have switched it off.

I'm still getting a signal.

Stop blathering. I've pulled the plug out.

Actually, that's the charger.

This rig runs off batteries.

We're live.

What's that?

250 emails?

We should do more of this current affair stuff.

Yes, ladies and gents, we're talking today live to Sheriff Joseph Revey. Live

and exclusive on Rob Roy. So, Sheriff Revey, tell us more about your

unconventional approach to conservation.

Now, that's what I call a public service.

Golly Mackenzie.

Ah, the ghillie, yeah.

Isabel Anderson.

I don't know if you remember, you used to spend every summer up here with the

kids.

I remember.

Now here you've been a wee bit of bother with some slimy invertebrates.

I don't think the Reavies will be bothering me much for a while. No, no, I

slugs.

Here.

Frogs bond?

Here, fish bond.

This place could be doing me a bit of work.

What it could be doing with is...

I'm new tenants, to turn it into a home again.

Someone that'll love the place as much as I do.

Tall order.

I think I know someone who might fit the bill.

Yeah, who?

I'm looking at her.

What's that?

I know it's not an airline ticket.

Lexie told me.

What did she tell you?

She offered you a job out there and you turned it down.

Is that all she told you? Why didn't you take it, Duncan? It would have been

amazing.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

It's just, I mean... I'm scared of flying.

Was it us?

The reason you said no?

No.

No, not at all. I mean, obviously, well... Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, it was.

Duncan, you shouldn't let me stand in your way.

I mean, I like us being together.

It's fun.

But I'm not up for a big commitment.

Sounds like a problem, Paige.

Oh, no.

Not at all. I mean, I'm just the same. I mean, live for now, a day at a time.

Now I sound like a problem page.

Thank you for saving my farm.

You won't sublet it.

You'd have to be deranged to live here.

I must be deranged then.

Hold on.

I thought you had some high -powered job back in Edinburgh.

I did, yeah.

But I quit.

So, can you make a farmer? Why not?

Made you the laird.

Looks like we'll both have some awkward cows to deal with.

May the open hand be filled the fullest.

May the loving heart ne 'er know strife.

Often bride brings warmth to the water.

May this spring bring the land new life.

And may we be one clan, mother and daughter, father and son, husband and

Oh, hello.

Do you want my jumper?

No, thanks. All right.

So, are they grown on you yet?

I haven't got any earplugs in, if that says anything.

I miss them.

Especially New Zealand.

I suppose hearing them now, I just feel... Happy?

Home again.

I saw Golly doing the bluffing.

If you don't mean it, it doesn't mean anything.

Just... Just don't get it, that's all.

Everybody seems to, except me.

It will, in time.

I didn't make you weird, Paul, I can't.

You know, it's not something that you can give or take, it's just something...

you become.

I'm trying, it's just I'm... Scared?

Scared? No.

Yeah, you are.

But no one knew you'd do it anyway.

I'm glad you're home, Liv.

And we're back with the Monarch of the Glen at the same time, 8 o 'clock next

Sunday. The stakes are high next here on BBC One, investigating a complex

betting scam.

Amelia Fox joins the team in Silent Witness.

Uncle, how come home?

Mr. MacDonald is to remain here for six months.

Aren't you a little old for life on the run?

I do have a certain way with the ladies, Lexie. Monarch of the Glen, next Sunday

at 8 on BBC.