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I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing.

Well, the first thing you have to do is check the pressure.

Yes. If you want me to fix this then you have to stop acting like a spoiled old

fool.

You're going

then?

I think I'd better, don't you?

Wasn't it when he got back that Hamish realised how much he'd missed home? The

mountains and the loch and the heather.

The city's all right for city folk, but, well, Hamish was from the highlands,

where the really great men come from. And women.

Aye, and women.

Great women.

Aye, definitely.

There was scary Mary for one.

She was more teacher.

Hello, Duncan.

Hello, Mrs. Skitty.

Mrs. Kitty.

Rob Roy has gone global, baby, yeah!

What?

What do you think?

The pig died.

Don't mind me hearing.

Not that anyone does anymore.

I'll never tell you.

You never phone.

What's this?

Ocean. Haven't you got a laundry basket?

No.

You never even invited me up here.

I was going to.

Honest.

Maybe.

Anyway, is this my first visit to your new home, Ewan?

I thought I'd bring you a present.

I won that game for Archie.

Don't you think we should talk before you go?

What's there to talk about?

Do you want me to spell it out?

Having to pack last?

Yeah.

Can't keep putting it off, eh? Why is it going?

I just wanted to check a couple of things.

I'll see you later.

Scary Mary indeed.

So, are you still teaching here?

I retired last term.

Oh, that's great.

I'm not pushing you.

Anyway, I had you been invited to give the children a talk about your job, so I

dropped by and listened in. I hope you didn't mind.

Oh, no, Miss.

What did you think?

I was impressed.

But I always did say you had a way with words, Duncan.

I hear we're doing very well with this radio station. Oh, yeah.

Did you teach him, too? I did.

He was pale and scrawny, we think. Which was a pity, because he wanted to fight

everyone. He was from Glasgow, you see.

And did he...

Did he have a way with words too, Mrs. Carey? He did, but I'm not sure they

the sort of words you wanted to hear too often.

Do you remember what I put in your last school report?

Oh, no.

Duncan will take the world by the scruff of the neck.

Well, there's still time, Mrs. Carey.

For you and me both, Duncan.

Mr. The Ball!

It's an old house, Mum.

And it's all done.

Talking chaps.

They're trying to drive me mad.

Ah, should you be thinking of running your underused duster around my room,

lady? Now is as good a time as any.

And who exactly do you think you're talking to? No time for introductions,

afraid. I have a boat to catch.

Beware the demons and the pipes.

Stop. Turn around.

Now open your eyes.

He's got a year's MOT.

And I've taxed and insured it for you.

A wee boy's first car.

He'll have no excuses not to come and see me now.

Will you, Ewan?

No, Mum.

Very nice.

Maybe he could take me out for a wee drive later on.

He won't be doing anything or going anywhere until he's tidied his room.

Are you, Ewan? No.

Now, come on.

Stand beside the car.

So you're still here then, Lexie?

Yeah. Yeah, for now.

Come on, smile for the birthday.

Ewan, look at the camera.

She'll hear.

How did it go?

Oh, it was brilliant.

I knew you'd be all right.

All right?

You should have been there, Jess. I had the meeting out of my hand.

And I met my old teacher, Mrs. Airey. Mm -hm.

You think you can read porridge?

Read it?

Aye.

You know, like people read tea leaves.

But now...

Are you all right?

Never better.

She said I had to leave at work.

We're going to be late.

For what?

There's all I have to do, Duncan.

Oh, job.

Uh -huh.

There's only doing. Come on.

Archie, it's for a stag.

It has great sentimental value.

But everything has its place.

People, too.

And I thought I'd found mine here.

But you're finally packing.

Yep. I'm beginning to think you'd never leave.

Am I in the way? Of course not.

Silly.

But Archie must be missing you awfully.

You must be missing each other.

You poor dears.

And you mustn't worry about Paul.

Paul? And the plumbing.

I want to work with you.

Don't you think the danglers might look a little out of place in a vineyard?

Just taking the air in Molly's secret garden where the blossoms... You almost

killed me. Well, I'm a liability, Molly. There's no denying it. Not safe to have

around. I know you'd prefer me not to be here. Nothing would make me happier.

There's always prison.

Prison? You should have been there years ago. They do still send people to

prison for assault, don't they? I'm sure Paul could swing it. Aren't you being a

little hasty, Molly? All he needs to do is inform the authorities that he can no

longer be responsible for you or your actions.

But prison would kill me. Perfect.

You're tight.

You ready?

Uh -huh.

Okay.

Whoa!

Come on, Duncan, pull!

All right.

Well done.

This farm junk's just so heavy.

There's so much of it.

What are you going to do with this place?

Aye.

Aye.

Thank you. It was an age thing.

Oh, no, no, not at all. I mean, I feel exactly the same way.

You know, my ex works in radio.

He's a producer.

Yeah. Do you still see him?

He's an ex, Duncan.

Of course I don't still see him.

Hey, Paul. Isabel.

I've been halfway around the estate looking for you, Duncan.

It's my fault.

Sorry, I couldn't have done it without him. I'm coming.

Do you believe in the prophetic powers of Polly?

Have I done something, Duncan?

Nope. You've barely said a word to me since we started up here.

You wish that maybe you'd taken up Lex's offer?

Do you want me to go to New Zealand?

Is that what you want?

You didn't say that.

I don't be wanting for Archie.

Running around after him.

You said you're working for Paul.

Are you?

He's not working for me, Duncan.

Well, it's your timetables or rotas or whatever you call them.

You know as much about land management as I do, Duncan. Maybe more.

Maybe.

But where's it getting me, Jess?

You always say you love it here.

I do.

So?

So, I want something more, Jess.

Got me?

Yeah, let me take that. Go on.

Always

a

romantic, Alex.

You're not my favourite bellman.

Tell me.

Brief encounter.

Years.

Doing the right thing.

An old Dean train.

Now that's romantic.

What is it?

When we kissed.

Forget about it, Paul.

I can't just pretend it didn't happen.

Just the man.

You aren't to be trapped in my penthouse dungeon.

I need some improvements made pretty damn sharpy. Don't miss weight. I'm not

interrupting

anything, am I?

No.

What are you doing up here?

Very impressive, Ewan.

Very impressive indeed.

Did you touch anything?

No.

I need some help.

No, thank you.

Twice in one day, I'm honoured.

Or should I be worried?

I'll thank you not to poach my staff as well.

I'm sure I ended it.

I suggest you get better organised.

That'll be the pot calling the kettle black, then.

Isn't that what it's supposed to mean?

Well, you obviously need help around the place.

Then you might as well make yourself useful.

Well, you've obviously had more experience breaking an engine than I

Simple thank you would do.

I could be your stand -in presenter.

I don't need a stand -in. I could do one show, then. Come on, Duncan.

I could do whoever.

You think to start a new career or something? You know me. I'm always

for a new challenge. Okay, tell me the five most requested bands on Rob Roy

Radio. Eh, Coldplay, Oasis... We're not talking golden oldies here, Duncan.

Do you know any of these?

I could learn.

Don't you think you're a bit old to start thinking of a new career?

They find the engine there.

All present and correct.

Aye, well, maybe we should start looking for the other wheel, eh?

You know, when my mum said she got me a car, I thought, great, a bit of freedom.

I can go places, do stuff, pull.

Pull?

There's a new barmaid in the galley's rest.

She's stunning.

I was going to ask her out for a drag, but she'll laugh in my face.

Oi, I did wrong with a three -wheeler, old cunt.

I had one myself once.

The Morgan went like stinging.

Molly, the Morgan.

Come on.

Let's get this undercover.

You all right?

No, I'm not all right. You ran over my foot.

Did I? Oh, dear.

Let's see.

The wheels are in the wrong place.

Should be two at the front and one at the back.

Duncan! I was just trying to, you know... Be the

DJ.

How long have you been there?

Long enough.

I've never even heard any of them.

Ewan was right.

I'm old.

You are not old, Duncan.

We'll be coming over to Dad's later.

I don't know.

See how I feel.

You be.

Everything okay?

A feast, Ewan.

A veritable feast.

Only I couldn't get to the cooker.

Not in there.

I haven't tasted a curry as good as this since... I remember this little place

in Parsons Green.

Donald. In the Arabian Desert, my dear girl, it's considered polite. You are

in the Arabian Desert. Oh?

Oh, I wonder if you could do something for me.

Yeah, of course, Molly. Send me off to prison, would you? Do you think you

arrange it?

I appeal to you, as the titular head of the family, to bring your dependents to

heel. Really? I am so... And when you've done that, I suggest you take a look at

the plumbing. That is, if you're not too busy watching the wildlife.

Um... I think it's time we replaced the oil pump.

Mm -hmm. I could just do that myself.

But you won't be here, will you?

Hi.

Dad.

Hiya.

No Duncan.

I thought he was higher.

Ah.

Dad?

Do you think I'm holding Duncan back?

Well, is that what he's saying?

Not exactly.

Come in.

Please yourself.

How you feeling?

Well, first Mum buys me a car I used to think you got on the NHS, and then Molly

loans me Archie's great -grandfather's last resting place.

You're sitting on history, Ian. Great.

Mm.

You've been busy.

No, Lexi.

Mum has been busy.

Still, it's an improvement.

And I wouldn't mind if she didn't go on about being lonely or have another phone

or go round and see her.

Larry's getting out of here soon. I know.

Every time I drive that car and I don't go and see her, I feel guilty.

That's exactly what you want.

Ian.

Maybe she just misses you.

I've left home, Lex.

How's he doing?

Feeling sorry for himself.

He'll survive.

No doubt.

Drink?

No, thanks.

I'm away to my bed.

I think we should talk about it.

I think we should forget about it. And pretend nothing happened?

Yeah. We kissed. So?

You're trying to tell me it didn't mean anything.

No. Happy now?

No.

You know I'm not.

I can't do my job properly, I can't concentrate on the estate because I

just forget about it.

You were in no hurry to leave.

Why the sudden rush?

You know why.

I don't want you to go.

Not like this.

Not because of me.

I'm not leaving because of you.

I'm leaving because I'm married to your brother.

New Zealand's Archie's dream.

Not yours.

Whether you really want...

I say, should you find time in your no doubt busy schedule, you might like to

turn your attention to the small matter of my bed.

Your bed?

Yes. It requires making, dear lady.

Molly.

I heard Lexi come up. It was very late.

We had a nightcap.

Did you talk about New Zealand?

Yes.

I think we should encourage her, don't you?

You talk to her, Paul. I'm sure she'll listen to you.

The time.

I've done your washing and your ironing.

And I've bought you a new shirt.

For best.

Now all you have to do is put your dirties in the bag and bring them with

when you come to see me.

Come on, Ewan. Up you get.

What happened to you?

I thought that a leak here would keep out of trouble.

He's hurt his foot, Mrs Brodie. Nothing more. He was run over.

Well, if he hadn't been messing about with the car, none of this would have

happened. Typical, isn't it?

Blame the victim.

You and it hardly evict him!

So now we know where we stand.

Spada.

What's the point?

I was under the impression we were trying to turn this car into a half

bit of kit.

It's a piece of junk.

That almost broke my foot.

And the only woman who'll ever be pleased to see me in it is my mother.

Look at the devil.

Aren't you the devil, old boy? You don't know my mother.

Your mother?

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

She wants me over here.

Come on, we'll just catch up. It's got to be ready.

All clear.

You know what you need, old boy?

It's an escape route.

No, Donald.

What you need is an escape route.

I have escaped.

Anyway, I like it here.

He clucked up the place, played his music too loud.

He peaked the fridge like his personal ladder.

And his bedroom was like a war zone.

Those are just the good bits.

Maybe now's the time to let go.

And what does that leave me with?

The rest of your life.

To do what, exactly?

To do all those things that you could never do because you were running about

after you.

It's been that long, Lexi.

I've forgotten where they were.

Start again.

Look, if Ewan does come back, it's not going to be for very long.

You're only putting off what you know is going to happen.

The grass might be a shade or two greener here.

I should never have left Glasgow.

So why did you?

Ewan's father had a dream.

Men do.

Tell me about it.

So me and Ewan, we upped and followed Ray's dream.

I lost my friends in Glasgow.

My independence.

And now I'm doing laundry for two men I hardly ever see.

I liked where I was, Lexie.

You could go back.

There is no going back.

Stick with your own dream, Lexie.

At least you know where you are.

You want me to stand in for you?

No. It's just I can't go up the tower with my foot.

So you want me to stand in for you? I just want you to play this at 11 o

I've already recorded the show.

Just that?

All you've got to do is put in the machine and press play.

Do you think you can do that, Duncan?

I've been thinking about what I said last night.

Me too.

I don't think you're doing the right thing.

What if I don't want to go?

What?

What if I've decided... I want to stay?

Do you mean it?

I may.

Sorry, bad moment?

No.

There's something at the farm I think you ought to see.

Right.

I'll be right over.

Okay.

Have you thought about what will happen if you do stay?

Yeah.

Just for once.

I'm thinking about what I might want.

A

minute

to go.

supposed to be my show.

With?

My view from the highlands.

I tell you, Donald, that man's a pirate.

Will you just be quiet and let me listen?

Duncan, on the radio.

I can promise you, no news, no weather, just... My view

from the highlands.

And what a view it is. From where I'm sitting, I can see from one end of the

world to the other.

Now, although there have been big changes in Glen Bull, I don't want to

about that. I want to talk about the things that never change.

Like the mountains with their summer snow caps.

And the locks.

What do you think?

Sun -warmed.

Oh, by the way, the ospreys are back. I'm going to see if they're back.

They've just washed their feet after lunch.

So the next time you're away from home, abroad, and you've had your porridge in

the morning, and you look into the bottom of the bowl, the bits that are

if you can see the shapes of the mountain and the loch, then you can tell

yourself that it's definitely time to come back home.

Yeah, that's right.

This is...

Duncan Mackay on Rob Roy. Video with my view from the Highlands.

Good morning.

I thought we knew the private garage.

The other half lived there.

Did more.

Found this in the car.

Not please the moment, my dearest, sweetest... Molly.

Come away with me. You are the love of my life. If Hector truly loves you, your

happiness is all that should matter to him.

Say the word, dear Molly, and I shall make you the happiest woman in the

Already read the number, Fred?

Dear Donald, what you want is completely and utterly impossible.

You're incorrigible.

You know nothing of duty or love.

What you want would destroy Hector.

So, Molly.

So, Donald made a play for his brother's wife.

I'd say that was pretty incorrigible, wouldn't you?

She's going to see Isabel.

Did she hear the show, though?

She did, yeah.

And did you hear the show?

I managed to hear a wee bit.

And what do you think?

I'm no judge, son.

Well, don't give up the day job, eh?

Is that what you're thinking of doing?

Oh, no. Oh, golly.

It was just a bit of fun, that's all.

Live the dream.

You sure you want to do this?

Yes.

All I have to do is email down the link.

I didn't even have to talk to him.

Does Molly know?

I'll let her belong to you.

Molly's belongs to her.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Well, you know this much, you might as well know the whole story.

I've made a decision, Leckie. I'm coming to New Zealand with you. I can't live

in this house with that awful man a moment longer.

What on earth is going on?

I thought you were leaving.

I don't know if I can.

Mm -hmm.

He had a certain charm.

I don't suppose I was entirely blameless. We none of us are, are we?

When Hector rolled up with this utterly ravishing creature, I was smitten.

It would be a lie to say that I didn't find him a little attractive.

He flattered me.

Well, Hector swept me off my feet, and here I was in a castle with two dashing

young men vying for my attention.

Love to make anyone dizzy.

A decent thing.

Would have been to keep my feelings to myself and withdraw, but I loved her

beyond scruples.

There wasn't anything I wouldn't have done to win her over.

Every trick in the book, dear boy.

I even arranged an elopement.

He honestly believed that when I was asked to choose between him and Hector,

would choose him. The arrogance of a man.

expecting me to run off with my husband's brother.

I had no idea she'd actually turn me down.

She'd play hard to get, of course, for decency's sake, but finally she'd see

sense and we'd run away together.

It was that simple.

Have you ever been in love, Paul?

Yes.

I left the estate AWOL.

Without a word to Hector or to Molly?

Hector was heartbroken.

He'd lost his only brother.

He adored Donald.

It was a decent thing to do.

No forwarding address, though.

Probably one of the only decent things I've ever done.

I had always intended to tell Hector the truth, but the longer I left it, the

harder it became.

Did you ever think about leaving Hector?

Well, we all harbour dark thoughts.

The secret is to know them for what they are.

Molly did the right thing, of course.

We'd have been a complete disaster together.

Wants the adventure that we're on.

He

may

not have had the style or panache of his brother.

It's easy to forget that sometimes.

Why are you tailing me there, Smalley?

Marriages go through phases.

Hector and I didn't always see eye to eye, not in the early days.

But what we had was worth holding on to.

Put away for a rainy day.

We'll need that.

I wonder when Isabel's ex will get back to her.

I could end up in Radio 1 one day.

All right, Radio 2.

But I'll still need an agent and a PA.

And a PR person to look after my personal experiences.

My appearances.

And we need to get a little place.

A nice little pomme de terre to begin on with.

You can get a job.

In land management?

Parks, zoos.

They've got them.

You'll be fine.

This is my place.

Not for Edinburgh.

But what about us?

You and me, Jess.

I can come down at weekends.

Long -distance relationships?

Average life expectancy, one term at uni, you said.

Is that going to harm to us, Jess?

You'll still go.

Let's see what this guy says.

Probably never happened.

It has happened, Duncan.

It's a wreck.

It may look like that to the untrained eye, but there's plenty of life left in

the old girl yet.

Goes like stink.

That's the spirit.

And when we get your old banger souped up and respectable, I'll teach you to

race.

All right.

And then you and I, dear boy, we'll restore that old Morgan to a form of

and I might even let you take him on a spin. You'll be fine, King of all.

Ewan! Now what?

Hurry, dear boy.

Come with me.

I've decided to clear out your room.

What do you mean, clear it out?

Mr Walker moves in next week.

And you might like to address yourself by helping me clear out my boots. Who's

Mr Walker?

The lodger. You're moving someone into my room?

That's right.

Don't mean kicked out my own home.

You live here now, Ewan.

This is your home. So you better make the best of it.

I'm sure this nice old gentleman will keep you out of mischief.

On the contrary, dear lady.

Well, this radio business of Duncan's just a wee bit of fun.

Well, to Duncan it isn't.

So do you think Isabel's friend will help him then?

Mm -hm.

He might.

Could he end up losing him?

Unless you're thinking of going with him.

Um... I'm not.

Ach, well.

Let's hope it all comes to nothing, then.

How can you say that?

I just want you to be happy, lass.

Dad, if Duncan goes, it'll be because he wants to.

If he comes back, it'll be because he wants to be with me.

Either way, I'll be happy.

You're sure about that?

Yes.

Molly and Donald, eh?

Who would have thought it?

At least he did the right thing.

Do you think?

I do.

What, Lexie, about New Zealand? I'm all packed.

So when are you leaving?

No point in dragging that out.

No.

What if Isabelle hadn't found those letters?

I'm not one for what ifs, Lexie.

What if Donald hadn't tried to steal Molly from Hector?

What if Hector hadn't been unfaithful to Molly?

What if you weren't married to Archie?

I know what I know.

Um, I'd better get back. I told Molly. Right, yeah.

Lexi.

I know I'll regret this.

He shows great promise and I loved his homespun charm. He could be of interest,

but he lacks experience.

Get in touch in a year's time.

He liked you, Duncan.

He wants you to keep in touch.

In a year's time!

Is that so bad?

What do you think?

About the letters, Molly, I'm sorry.

I'm sure we neither of us wanted the past dug up.

No, of course not.

Did he ever forgive me?

He didn't know.

He thought you'd simply run out on him.

You mean he went to his grave, not knowing I'd done the decent thing?

never done a decent thing in your life. I did.

Once.

And Hector died thinking I deserted him.

Poor Hector.

Why didn't you tell him?

I intended to. I did, really.

You were a great disappointment to him, Donald.

As you were to me, Molly.

You broke my heart. You deserved it.

We're supposed to just rub along together, are we?

We should try.

I was always the better looking one.

Can

I

help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for Mrs. Keeney.

She sent me a visit.

Is she OK?

She's gone to teach in Papua New Guinea.

Papua New Guinea?

Once she's helped build the school.

Oh, that's great.

I'm Duncan.

Duncan Mackay?

Aye. Mrs Carey was my teacher.

And her daughter.

There.

Duncan.

Happy days.

Aye. Oh, she left something for you.

I was going to post it. Oh, thanks.

Edinburgh Royal Infirmary Hospital Radio.

If you pay for DJs, do you have what it takes for hospital radio?

Aye.

I do.

Um, Bella Duncan says thanks.

I will.

Bye.

Bye.

Um... Hey.

I saw the light on under your door and I... Ooh.

They taste them all right?

Yeah.

I was packed. I was... Going through my stuff and now you're... Oh, God.

I took it that Christmas with the camera you gave me.

I thought you might want... I thought you might want to keep it to remember me

by.

You're not in it?

I took it, though.

I don't remember you nearly blinded me with a flash.

Happy days.

Poor Arch. Poor Arch.

Nothing good about Archie, Lex. I mean, he's got...

He's got you.

He has.

I'm going to see you tomorrow.

You might not.

I mean, you might.

Just in case.

Nothing certain in this life, eh, Lex?

I'm gonna miss you.

Me too.

I mean, I'll miss you too.

Collie? Duncan.

Off for a stroll, are you?

Edinburgh.

Hey.

I'll be back.

I miss you.

Probably won't get a job anyway.

No.

I'll shake your hand just in case.

Oh, Paul, I forgot to... I'll see to it.

And Molly. Sure.

You've been like a father to me and Jess. Well, you are Jess's father.

You know what I mean.

I know.

I'm grateful.

For everything.

Always will be.

Right.

Okay. You didn't tell me.

I'll be gone by the time you hear this, Jess.

I couldn't say a proper goodbye.

If I tried, I'd probably have stayed.

You said your place is at Glenbogle, and I'm happy for you.

Really, I am.

Maybe it's my place too, but... I need to know for sure.

And if I do come back, then... Well, then I'll never need to leave again.

So... Goodbye, Jess.

I'll never forget you.

I'm going to miss my train. Thanks for this time. Not to worry.

Old steam trains.

Doing the right thing.

Oh, dear, dear.

Why does my heart feel

so bad?

Why does my soul...

Why does my heart feel so bad?

Why does my soul feel so bad?

Why does my heart...