All language subtitles for Taggart s01e03 Murder in Season

Go come in now!

You don't mind if I leave it in your dry
till Monday? No.

You can leave Kester with me, too.

No chance.

Well, isn't he a spoilsport?

We'll have a quick look inside. Then
we've got to go and see Graham.

Good luck, son.

Can you come for the kicker? Oh, please,
lad.

Mrs.

Tackett, it was wonderful of you to do
it.

I hope the program was what everyone
wanted. I'm sure it was.

It's always the biggest problem.

This is my husband, Jim.

Hello. How do you do?

I enjoyed it.

Thank you for saying so.

Tom, hello.

I don't think you know Tom Pottinger.

He's producing our figure.

How do you do?

Goodbye, thank you.

Oh, darling, hello.

I'll see you tomorrow, Tom.

Help me escape.

I've seen him maybe a lot, but so has
getting away. When did he come up?

Last night.

I was in Edinburgh.

Guest of honor at your dinner. Bit
stuffy. We had a match.

Get to Shawcross Academy.

Leave one.

Is that yours?

I'm not about stealing.

Can I drive it?

I'll be careful.

Go on.

I know it wasn't your kind of music.

You could have tried to look interested.

I came, didn't I?

And I wish you'd get out of the habit of
pushing me. Sorry.

What's that?

Your grandfather's new hobby.

The boat.

Fine.

Are you sure you want to see Grandpa
first?

Yes. Why?

because your father's here as well.

Yes.

I want to see him too, Graham.

I still love your father.

He's changed.

Well, that can only be for the better.

How was the tour?

Oh, the usual.

If it is Tuesday, it must be Frankfurt.
Absolutely exhausting.

You're looking well.

Oh, I don't feel so bad.

This still your favorite? As long as you
don't let Dr. McNaughton see it.

What does he say these days?

Oh, no excitement sums it up.

How's the firm?

John looks after it now.

You still get out shooting together?

Of course.

It's going to be a good season.

Oh, hello, Graham.

Grandpa.

How long are you home for?

Five weeks.

Mum, there's something we should know
before you meet Dad. Well, that's

practical. He'll be able to explain
that.

That's the kind of pub I'd like. It's
out in Devon.

It's a 16th century beam.

You know,

that beam was so hard you couldn't even
knock an ale into it.

I took that with a new 1000 ASA film.

Keith! The time!

Oh, right.

On your way, you lot.

And you're in your bed.

You want to drink till midnight. There
are plenty of places.

Some of us need our beauty sleep.

Hamish was telling me he's leaving
Glasgow to find work.

Shouldn't be none of the old crowd left.

We're all fed up with you and your
camera.

Come on now, please, move outside.

You're talking as you're walking. Come
on, boys.

Finish up.

Come on.

Come on, time to finish this game, boys.

We should go too.

Well, we're not.

This is prime building land.

I mean, they're developing everything
else in the area.

I'm not selling the pub.

That's all right. Graham's going out.

What about her?

She doesn't stay here every night.

You had breakfast?

Yes. Thank you.

May I sit down? Sure.

The season's started.

This is all very smart.

Yes, we're nearly finished.

I'm sorry it was a shock for you.

What else did you think it would be?

All right, so I'm the insensitive one
again.

At least we have all morning to talk it
over calmly. I've got to be in rehearsal

in half an hour.

You come up here, you can't even take
time off to discuss our future.

Don't... Stop chatting to each other.

It mustn't stray my voice.

The number of times I have backed down
in arguments to save your precious

Where did you meet her?

Page three.

No, she worked for Maxwell.

The builder?

Office work.

Now she's with me. Has been for three
months.

Come on, we've tried.

I don't know how many times in six
years.

Trouble is you'll never be able to stay
long enough.

I'm here for five weeks.

Great. Oh, John, please.

Stop always making it seem my fault.

I've decided I want a divorce.

Why? So you can marry her?

So I can be free to about what?

A counsellor with a wife who looks like
a bunny girl could prove a disadvantage.

Well, I'd sooner have one who's with me
than one who isn't.

And what about Graham? I don't suppose
you thought of his feelings.

Did you?

When he was ten years old and you chose
your career.

At least I have been here.

Why the boat?

To impress her?

No.

We're going cruising tomorrow for a
couple of weeks.

Well.

I hope you have a wonderful time.

Hurry back.

I'll try, but these planning meters can
drag on.

I thought it was that the groceries in
these cupboards, and we can use these

ones for... You're not listening to me.

Sorry? Listen, I've got to dash.

Yes?

Am I a candidate?

What for?

That horsefish you're setting up.

You're not incurable.

You're just incorrigible.

Why don't you take up a less tenuous
sport?

Like fishing.

First two signs of insanity.

Talking to yourself and going fishing.

How long have I got?

Ten years.

Or ten weeks.

It's up to you.

Your father was just the same as you,
always trying to spoil my fun as well.

and think of your heart as an elderly
dog, Frank.

It needs plenty of rest, not pulling
around all over the place.

I blame Kathy.

Twenty -six years of puddings.

If she hadn't died, I would have... I
read Eleanor's home.

Yes.

I'll be a bit of company for you.

Won't see that much of her.

I'm a hotel, that's all.

I think it would be a right shame if you
sold the pub.

Can you see me living anywhere else?

No, no dinner.

Will you be wanting me at lunchtime
today?

No, thanks.

Provided Keith doesn't take all morning.

It's just that I could always use the
money, you know.

Send him out to do the messages and he
takes half the day. He wouldn't think we

had a place to run.

That Gerald was like that.

Send him out for a packet of biscuits
and he'll land up in the betting shop.

Keith's not a betting man.

Oh, they cannot start.

Oh, I'd know as soon as Keith started
anything.

Come on. It's going to be a fire
somewhere.

Yes. I had some sirens a while ago.

Probably somebody's chip fan.

Well, there's a suit for me.

These are for the wife.

Oh, and... What have you been
photographing?

Oh, just places of interest.

Architecture.

All sorts of things.

What's McVettie doing here?

A newspaper.

Ah, thanks to Phil Trusted, eh?

Morning, sir.

Morning, Jim.

Prepared the fun in your boat?

Yes, but now I'm dry land.

The boat is in the cabin.

Not a pretty sight.

Why don't you put your feet up a little
bit?

Huge holistic pause.

Contraction of muscles causes it.

That's all.

Sex?

Not before breakfast.

They reported a fire.

Who was the guy alongside the boat?

Frank Mulholland. He lives here.

Do you know who Frank Mulholland is,
Jim?

He's the father of Eleanor Sampson, the
singer.

What were those lacerations around the
neck?

Splits.

Caused by contraction of the skin.

There was one in particular on the side
of the neck. It went at right angles to

the other. Means nothing.

Unless it's a fracture.

How easy will it be to tell the cause of
death?

You really are the most impatient police
officer I've worked with.

Most of them wait until I've at least
got my gloves off.

Not easy.

Perhaps impossible.

I left her in the boat.

I can only be her.

Where did you go?

To a planning meeting.

I'm on the council.

I was postponed.

Is that in the name of your company?

Yes.

I was postponed to my father -in -law.

Can I go to the hospital?

In a minute.

What do you think happened?

Maybe he was trying to get on the boat.

Did Kirsty smoke?

Yes.

Was the petrol can full?

Yes.

Would she have had any reason to open
the can?

No.

Can I smell your hands, Mr. Sampson?

What, um... What was your relationship
with Miss King?

I was going to... I was going to marry
her.

Once, Eleanor and I had... got a
divorce.

Was there anyone else in the house when
you left?

Yes, um... Dr. McNaughton. He was paying
one of his visits.

I just saw him this morning.

How bad is he?

We don't know his condition yet.

Where was the fire?

Did you ever meet a young lady called
Kathy King?

Yes. She was John Samson's... How do you
say?

You knew the family well?

Yes. Did you see her this morning?

She was having an argument with Eleanor.

Do you know who she is?

By the boat in the drive.

I didn't stop to interfere.

You didn't hear anything?

I was just going to the car.

What time was this?

About quarter past nine.

Where was Mr Mulholland when you left
him?

Downstairs.

You still haven't told me where this
fire was.

Kirsty King was found dead inside the
boat.

Shortly after you left.

Where did you go afterwards?

I... I hope I'm not suspected.

You're one of the last three people to
see the girl alive.

I went to visit an elderly patient, Mrs.
Harris.

My receptionist will give you her
address.

What was Eleanor Sampson wearing?

Grey coat.

Eleanor Sampson's a celebrity, Jim. A
star.

She can't just be treated like an
ordinary suspect.

What are we, sir?

Police or opera lovers?

I'd like to think we can be gentlemen.

Are you suggesting I'm not?

Mrs. Thompson.

Police officers.

We'd like to talk to you about a death
that took place this morning.

What death?

Kirstie King.

I have a rehearsal for her.

Mrs. Thompson!

I hate small rooms.

Is it a phobia?

No.

Do I sit down?

I'd like to make a telephone call.

That is your right. Perhaps someone
could make it for me. I want them to

why I'm late at rehearsal.

We've met before.

Yes.

I'm surprised you remember me.

You must be introduced to so many
people.

I didn't know you were a police officer
then.

We'll need the clothes you're wearing
for forensic examination.

Why? We'll get you some other clothes to
wear.

All my clothes are at my father's house.

Inspector Taggart.

He's recovered enough to talk to me.

I ought to tell you your father's in
hospital.

Why?

He was trying to put out a fire.

What?

I want to see him. I'm afraid that's not
possible.

Who are you to tell me I can't?

Dr. McNartney had just gone.

I went to have a bath. I smelt burning.

I looked out. I thought smoke.

I rushed out. The boat was on fire.

And I looked for Kirsty.

How did you know Kirsty was in the boat?

She was stalking it while he went to a
meeting.

You were right.

Is she... Does John know?

Yes, he does.

I tried.

I did try.

Where was your daughter at the time?

I had her drive off early.

What time?

I've no idea.

She had a 2 .30 rehearsal call.

Why did she leave the house early?

I don't think she wanted to be around
when John...

Eleanor?

The most unpleasant job altogether this
time.

You were right.

Just a guess.

One of those lacerations on the neck was
a stab wound.

Penetrated the floor of the skull and
went all the way to the lower medulla.

Which is where?

The affection of the spinal cord where
it joins the brain.

I'd say you were looking for a blade at
least six and a half inches long.

And no carbon monoxide in the blood?

Hardly any.

Or any soot particles in the air
passages.

So she was dead before the fire started?

Very.

Have you had the fire examiner's report
yet?

You're first.

I hear you've got Eleanor Sampson in for
questioning.

Yeah.

Damn good voice.

Well, before you go, Mrs. Sampson has a
solicitor with her. The opera company

provided him.

Oh, that's great, sir.

Chief Inspector Taggart, James
Donaldson.

I've had the chance to talk to my
client, and I think she's ready to

questions. So, if you'd like to proceed.

That's very good of you.

How's my father?

He's fine, Mrs. Thompson.

Policewoman went to his house, brought
me these.

Let's get straight to the point.

You were seen arguing with Kirsty King
in your father's drive by the boat at 9

.15 this morning. By whom? Do you deny
it? No.

How long were you with her?

How should I remember?

Five minutes. What was the argument
about?

She was trying to take my husband away
from me.

You've been separated six years?

He's still my husband.

Where did you go when you left her?

I drove up into the hills, found a quiet
lane.

sat in my car for a couple of hours and
had a very long cry.

Follow him.

I'm not in the habit of crying in
company.

Did you kill Kirstie Kang?

Not really, Inspector. I'll ask you
again. Did you kill Kirstie Kang? No.

You killed her.

Then you started a fire to try and
destroy the evidence.

Can you prove that?

Do you realise you could have killed
your father?

That question assumes my client has
admitted one murder.

A bit unfair, don't you think?

The evidence wasn't destroyed, Mrs.
Thompson.

We know how Kirsty King died.

We could have kept her longer.

What was the point?

She was taunting us.

She'd been anyone else.

Evening. What about this blazing boat
then, eh?

People around got money to burn,
obviously.

Some are born to it, Keith.

Well, I wish I was one of them.

Why did they want your clothes?

Forensic evidence.

Petrol stains.

Dad said the fire must have been caused
by petrol.

Well, you've got nothing to worry about,
Eleanor.

I telephoned the hospital.

They suggested I stay away until
tomorrow.

I don't think I can bear to go back to
Dad's house now, not after... No, no, of

course you can't.

Now, you stay here just as long as you
like.

Now, anyone else for another drink?

No, I'm fine.

How's the bakery?

Oh, there are quite a few things on.

Mainly publicity work.

One or two weddings, things like that.

Gold on never changes.

Some people don't, thank goodness.

Mum?

Did you kill her?

Yes? Graham Sampson.

Yes. We're police officers.

Can I see your identification, please?

It's just that you're told you can't be
too careful these days.

We want to speak to you about yesterday
morning. Where were you between nine and

ten o 'clock?

I didn't think the police really asked
questions like that.

I skived off school.

I was in bed until half past ten. Can
anyone vouch for that?

No.

Why should anyone?

So why did you skive off?

Who needs a reason?

Got a girlfriend, have you?

No. Why are you blushing?

I don't know.

How did you feel about your father,
Kirsty King?

He was what he wanted.

Did you pamper her?

No.

Was she attractive?

I don't know.

How many fingers am I holding up?

Five. Well, you're not blind, are you?

Can I go? I've got a training session.

Mum didn't kill her. I know she didn't.

I imagine you will at the school.

You'll try to put me down once too
often.

I don't try.

Eleanor Sampson had motive, opportunity,
and she has guile.

Oh, in authority on women now?

Yes.

They did a cardiograph. My heart stood
up.

So should I in a couple of days.

The police came, asking questions.

Tell me, Eleanor wasn't anywhere near
that boat.

I don't know.

I tried to get inside.

I tried to save her, John. Yes, I know.

My God, you have a nerve.

Deep petrol splashes on the front of the
coats.

Recent.

Octane rating?

They're only vapours.

They need about a bucketful before they
can test for grade.

Petty, if we could prove it was the same
grade as was used on the boat... The

fire report doesn't tell us much.

Only that the fire started on the floor
near the body.

So what do you suggest we do?

We get her in again, confront her with
what we found on the coat, Get her to

confess.

And forget that she's Eleanor Sampson.

Simple as that.

You got a light?

You dropped this.

Where did you find it?

At the phone box.

You are Jimmy Petrie, aren't you?

Aye.

You didn't mean to hurt that guy. It was
an accident.

Where were you?

Taking photographs.

You won't go to the police for this,
will you?

I've got plenty more.

My name's Keith.

Keith Brennan.

So you're Jimmy Petrie?

What's it to you?

I thought we might be friends.

We're waiting, Mrs. Sampson.

Well, they could have come from when I
filled up my car yesterday morning.

What time?

After I left my father, sir. You said
nothing about stopping at a garage. It

didn't seem important enough to mention.

You drive a Mercedes Ford? Yes.

Which takes four star. The petrol you
used to start the fire was two star. Was

it? Just like the splashes on your coat.

Surely the petrol had evaporated.

The vapour still remained.

I wasn't aware that octane rating could
be told from a vapour.

Which garage did you stop at?

Well, I can't remember the name. It's
along the road from my son's school.

He's very keen.

I taught him.

Mr. Maxwell.

I was asking. Police.

Take a start at Livingston. Can we go
somewhere quieter at the top?

It's about Kirkby King.

Christine.

That business.

She used to work for you before she
joined the construction and working with

John Thompson.

That's right.

What did she do?

She wasn't a hard carrier.

She answered the telephone, did a bit of
filing, got rid of unwanted visitors.

What kind of girl was she?

Reliable. How did you meet her?

She came to me for a job.

Samson came along, offered her a better
deal.

Well, she went with him.

Did you have any boyfriends other than
Samson?

None that I knew of. None that you might
have had a grudge against her?

Eleanor Samson's the only person likely
to have a grudge against Christine.

That's about all I can tell you.

I haven't seen Christine for... for
about two months.

Will that be all?

Yes.

For the time being.

Thanks for your help.

Bye -bye.

Lily. So.

They're letting you out tomorrow.

Sure my heart's not more like an elderly
cat.

Nine lives.

Eleanor came here.

And?

You saw her and Kirsty.

I was even treated as a suspect.

Because I was there.

What do you think?

I have to know.

It's what the police make of it, Frank.
Not me.

I only told them what I saw.

It changes everything.

Not that I was ever closer.

Where's she staying?

My nephew, Don.

Am I wrong to feel how I do?

Just 40 years ago, Frank.

Where's Keith Lally?

That's what I'd like to know. I sent him
out to get some pie ages ago.

Perhaps there's another woman.

I should need to be desperate.

Captain Pugwash has been a naughty boy.

Seems like it.

Maxwell bought the boat from Cumbria
Cruisers, and Sampson headed the

subcommittee that gave Maxwell the
contract to develop the old Eldorado

side.

Presumably without declaring an
interest. Isn't that against some law,

Yes. It's called bribery.

I wonder if Kirsty Kane was part of it.

I noticed you didn't help me when I was
trying to trap Mrs. Sampson. Why should

I help you?

You've got the biscuit on your side.

Biscuit? Make pity.

If she wasn't so attractive, would you
be so unhelpful? Don't you ever accuse

of that. It's just that I think you're
pretty sure it's Eleanor Sampson.

You don't seem too anxious to prove it.

What does your father do?

He disappeared.

Four years ago.

We don't know where.

So there's just you and your mother.

That's right.

Look, about those pictures, what are you
going to do with them?

Keep them.

Photography's my hobby.

Grand view, isn't it?

I hate it.

You can see more further up.

Oh, hang on.

It's not hard to escape, is it?

Just walk a few streets and here you
are.

Out of it.

I might be in a position to offer you a
job.

What sort of job?

My wife and I run a pub.

Or should I say, I run a pub and my wife
runs me.

I've never done that one.

Oh, it's no bar work.

I want you to kill my wife.

Thank you.

You must be daft or something.

Five thousand's a lot of money.

I don't even know your wife.

That's not the point.

You've got no motive.

There's nothing to connect you with her.

I don't even know you.

Think what you could do with 5 ,000?

Get away from here.

Jimmy?

I think you will.

How many of these have you got?

I told you.

Plenty.

Hello?

Where's John?

I thought I'd take you home.

Shall we go?

Have you arrested her yet?

What makes you so sure we're going to?

She was there.

I mean, she must have been waiting for
me to go.

It was obvious, isn't it?

Ask my father -in -law. She nearly
killed him, too.

Do you think he would cover up for her?

Where did the boat come from?

Cumbry Cruisers.

Didn't you, um... Didn't you recently
chair a planning subcommittee that gave

Maxwell a contract worth two and a half
million pounds?

It was a present, and you can't prove
otherwise.

A bit of floating nookie worth, uh...
What?

20 ,000 necker?

The laws governing a counsellor's
conduct. Yes, I know them. Did you

your friendship with Maxwell?

I can't remember.

Oh, come on. Look, are you investigating
Kirsty's murder or what?

I've lived in this city all my life.

I've seen the face of it change.

Bomb sites where there used to be
buildings worth saving, thanks to people

you.

Now, was she part of the bribe?

No, she wasn't.

She's dead.

My wife killed her. Why the hell don't
you go and question her?

You seem very anxious for us to believe
that.

And I've got a licence.

It's the start of the season.

Jimmy?

Would you have a fiver?

I'll give you back next week. That'll
leave me skint.

I'll see you OK.

You're not behind with the payments
again, are you?

I don't want them breaking the door
down.

When are we going to finish paying?

It's got nothing to do with you.

It's never ending.

Why would they keep paying the interest?

You must have paid more interest than
what you first borrowed.

We're never going to get out of this,
May.

Do you want anything from the town?

I'm going to pick up a few more holiday
brochures.

Get me some cigarettes.

I don't know why you want mussels.

To look good.

You'll end up looking like your father
did.

I'll need them.

Money lined off.

You want to get yourself a housekeeper
instead of doing everything yourself?

I enjoy doing things for myself.

Get a young one.

No excitement, remember?

Are you still at Donald's?

He's been good to me.

You were always close to him.

I was with her.

But I didn't kill her.

She was a sweet girl.

John was lucky.

John. You always sided with John.

He was a good husband to you.

I had my career.

You put it before everybody.

John Graham, your mother.

Don't. Please don't.

By the night she died, you couldn't even
be here because you were busy

performing. Then where were you?

With some other woman, probably.

Sorry. At least I was with her when she
died.

I had to hold her hand. I had to tell
her that you couldn't be there.

The graft goes on.

You know it.

Blaming a counsellor is against the law.

Well, you lads are open to it. Try it
and see where it gets you.

How do you think John's father -in -law
made his money?

Back in the 60s, he was buying out his
worst enemies to carve the city up.

How long did Kirstie King work for you?

Eight months.

Was that all she did?

That's my business. She's dead, and that
makes her her business.

I slept with her occasionally.

Do you want to know dates?

Was she part and parcel of the bribe to
soften Samson? Of course not!

Perhaps she wasn't meant to desert you
for Samson. Well, not entirely.

I didn't kill her. Who said you did?

I was in my office all that morning.

My new secretary will vouch for that.

Aye.

Sure she will.

You'll be hearing from us.

Think you're all so pure, don't you?

Did he admit it? Did you think he would?

I've just been to the hospital.

I hope it wasn't Herman.

I got here especially early to avoid
them.

Well, you still perform.

That's between me and the company.

There are two kinds of life sentence,
Mrs. Sampson.

The kind you serve in prison.

And the kind you serve out.

There are people walking about out there
today that are guilty of murder.

All we like is proof.

All we like is the hope that one day
it'll be forgotten.

I've never known freedom.

So your philosophy is wasted.

Ever. All I have is a professional life.

I suppose as much as I do for you.

I have a family life. I tried it all,
don't you?

I did.

And I threw it away.

Do you want him back?

I suppose you'd do just about anything
to hold on to him.

Tell me, do you think I killed him?

My neighbor does.

Neighbor? Neighbor.

It means the guy you work alone with.

How quaint.

I didn't come here to play little
guessing games.

All I want to know is, did you murder
Kirsty King?

No. So this is what they call the
psychological approach.

A nice policeman.

I don't have to be.

Molly! Hello, Lord.

I didn't expect to see you.

I wasn't going to let you struggle
through all this on your own.

Oh, this is Chief Detective. Detective
Chief Inspector Tiger.

My agent, Molly Barron.

Is this an official visit?

If so, aren't you supposed to work in
pairs?

You mean, like oxen? I do know something
about procedure.

I'm off.

How are you feeling now?

Better. Take a seat.

If the papers are to be believed,
Eleanor's been tried and found guilty

We have not the papers.

Have you told us everything about the
morning of Kirsty's death?

Why? Don't you believe me?

Your daughter brought you home
yesterday?

Yes. Did you discuss the murder?

No. We talked about the price of meat.

Are you protecting her, Mr Mulholland?

From what?

Eleanor left the house early that
morning.

How early?

I can't remember.

I was in bed.

Did she come into your room?

Yes.

What exactly did she say?

It's important.

She said that she didn't want to be here
when John and Kirsty came.

Perhaps.

Perhaps that's what she wanted you to
believe.

We know for a fact, Mr Mulholland, she
waited outside in her car.

Who's the young one with the posh voice
today?

Bob Nobbing with a high nightly.

Good morning.

Hi, Chris.

Have you arrested anyone for the boat
model yet?

We have a few ideas.

What a name, eh?

Kirstie King.

Sounds like someone out of Dallas.

Probably where she got it from.

A pint of heavy, please.

You broke the first rule.

Never get caught.

What the hell did you say so much? I
lost my rag.

You probably lost me a lot more.

Have you spoken to Eleanor?

No, I can't, Dad.

Six years she's tried to get me back.

I don't know why.

Must have been thousands of men have
wanted her.

How's school, Graham?

Fine.

Well, you don't teach them conversation,
do you?

Am I going to see much of you this
weekend?

You could come and see me play tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah, I'd like that.

Can I see a beer?

No, thanks.

How come you never have a beer with me?

I bet if your mother offered you one,
you'd accept. She wouldn't, would she?

You know, son, Kirsty meant a lot to me.

I know.

She liked you.

You never made the effort to like her.

You still care more about your mother,
don't you?

Even after what she did to you.

She did nothing to me.

She walked out on you. Stop trying to
turn me against her.

You never even bring any girlfriends
home.

You just get in here writing to her.

Presumably telling her things you don't
tell me. I like to write.

Was that her?

That was her Why do you want to kill
her?

Have you considered my offer?

Aye I'll do it

I never understood the rules of this
game.

You must save your voice, Eleanor. You
can use that as a reason not to answer

their questions.

Molly, come on.

They can't charge you without evidence,
and if they had that, they'd have

charged it already.

What about your solicitor? Should I fly
another one up from London? Molly, your

solicitor's fine. He's very good.

Have another piece of cake, Molly.

Why not?

Back to the earth plan.

He is a wonderful baker.

Oh, never call him that.

Chef's confectioner.

Eleanor, it's the police again.

Mrs.

Sampson?

What do you want now?

We'd like to ask you some more questions
down at the station.

So can't you ask them here? I'm afraid
not.

And you are? I'm her cousin, Don Martin,
and this is my flat.

And I am Molly Barron, her agent.

Shall I get your solicitor?

I've not been necessary on this
occasion.

What do you mean, not necessary?

Shall we go, Mrs. Sampson?

Now, please.

Private.

You shouldn't put in writing what you
don't want people to read.

Who started it?

She did.

Dad left her here one morning when he
went to work.

I stayed off school.

I'd like to tell me about her.

Was she your first?

Did she know that?

Did you not feel any guilt?

Of course I did.

Why'd you do it?

Tough question, that, eh?

How many times?

Five or six.

Did you feel jealous of your father?

Should I have? I want the truth, Graham.

That is the truth. How'd you feel about
going away with him for two weeks?

I was pleased.

I was scared.

She... I was confused.

I just wanted her to go away.

Aye.

She dead, Graham.

Mrs. Thompson, why did you go out early
that morning?

I told you, I didn't want to be in the
house when they came. Why did you go

your father's room and tell him you were
going out? Why shouldn't I have done

that? Because you wanted him to think
you were nowhere near the house. Oh,

rubbish, that's not true.

You waited in your car.

I changed my mind. I didn't want to see
them together, but I wanted to see her,

yes. Why?

So you could kill her? No.

You just waited in your car till John
had gone? I didn't know what I was going

to do. Killing her was in your mind,
then? Yes. No. You watched it out in

advance? No.

Jealousy is a natural emotion, Mrs.
Thompson.

An understandable emotion.

A court could be sympathetic.

Yes. We could be sympathetic to it.

I want to see Mr. Donaldson, my
solicitor. You have to.

Look, if I'd have killed her, I'd have
had blood on me. I didn't.

Why should you have had blood on you?

Oh, I'm getting confused.

Just remember, he's only 18.

I'm sorry.

Animals kill without compunction.

We're not animals. Yes, we are. The
higher species, that's all.

It'll have to be done in the afternoon,
between three o 'clock and five.

She always takes a nap, never fails.

It'll have to look like a break -in.

Suppose someone sees me. The land
behind's derelict. Maybe they'll see

There's a stair that goes up to the
flat. The bar will be closed at that

Why can't you do it yourself?

Because I'd be the first person that the
police would suspect.

The husband always is.

When you're with Lily, I'll be somewhere
else.

Come on, let's have a look at the
monkeys.

Oh, you're not okay.

Have your feelings still happened?

Well, I'll look after the place till
Keith comes back in the game. Are we

to lie down?

You die lying down.

How you doing, big man?

Fine. Find a logger, please.

I'll get that.

Thanks.

Have a good day.

Yes.

Where is she now?

I'm going to let you go.

One brave lady.

I'm not brave.

You don't know anything about women.

McVitie's asked me to prepare a report
for the Procurator Fiscal.

We think there might be some
circumstantial evidence on which to

I object to you going over my head and
asking that. That what?

He's your neighbour, Jim.

He knows what he's about.

And he's not susceptible to Eleanor
Sampson's charm. Meaning I am.

She's a beautiful woman.

Successful.

Famous. But there's not one law for her
and one for the rest.

Stop.

My son was having an affair with Christy
King.

I'm going to do her another.

It may have no bearing, but I reckon
there's more to this case than we

She bedded Ted Maxwell, John Sampson,
Graham.

Me?

Must be, don't it?

Not unless he's clear of lawyers.

Dad, we can't be joking.

Dad.

I'm going out.

Lily, is there anything you want?

John?

Daughter of the tree isn't right enough.

Classic suicide position.

Body mass.

Never try and get used to it.

You might wake up one morning feeling
nothing.

Check the windows in the house.

Right, give me one of the gun cabinet.

Has it been forced?

No.

No sign of a struggle? No.

Is there a note?

Well, a minority of suicides leave
notes.

Is that right?

The grief.

He's all yours.

Anyone report the shot?

Who was it?

Must have made quite a din.

Car backfired in somewhere.

Glasgow's not yet a settee. We expect he
had guns going off.

Thank goodness.

Can we move the gun?

Yes.

All locked.

No sign of any forced entry.

Those must have gone through like a
solid object.

They've both been fired.

Both barrels?

It was a side -by -side.

You can fire both barrels at the same
time.

Two cartridges to commit suicide when
one would have done.

I shouldn't have thought economy was on
his mind.

I'll be with Mrs. Sampson.

All right.

Let's see how long he's been dead.

I'm sorry.

I know it's painful right now, but I
have to ask, how did you get into the

house?

Side door.

Was it open or closed?

Closed, not locked.

When did you last see him?

About a week ago.

The day after...

Where's Graham?

At his grandfather's, I think.

Did you kill Kirsty King?

Why do you keep asking me that?

Oh, come on, Mrs.

Sanson. You're not on stage now playing
some big operatic role.

In a few days' time, you could be
charged with murder. I want a straight

Yes or no?

No.

No!

Makes sense.

Yes.

He's been dead about eight hours.

Say, between 8 .30 and 10 o 'clock this
morning.

Can't he be more exact?

You should know better than to ask that.

Contact wood?

Would have to be.

There's a lot of burning on the roof of
the mouth.

What's left of it.

In my view, it's totally consistent with
suicide.

And no note.

None at all.

This doesn't change anything, you
understand.

How would you like to be able to afford
one? You bring home the money and we'll

have the holiday.

You and me, the Costa Brava.

Well, I'm a way out.

You're going out an awful lot these
days.

There's this man.

I'm doing a job for him.

What kind of a job?

Sort of delivering things.

You going to get paid?

Of course I'm going to get paid.

I hope it's legal.

Don't worry.

You'll be able to pay off your loan.

For good.

Jimmy!

Oh,

Keptie. I got up late.

I had to pay my own admission.

Why do we have to keep meeting at the
zoo?

What's wrong? Do you not like zoos?

When do I get paid?

Half before the job and half after I
sell the pub.

Why do we have to wait?

Because murder has to be planned.

Disgust. You can't just rush in.

That's how a lot of folk get caught.
They get careless.

Look at that Eleanor Samson, the opera
singer.

Killed a girl on that boat. A stupid way
to do it.

I've got this thing worked out.

I'm listening.

What concerns me most is that you
remember to do everything.

I'll remember.

I'll take a lesson for her.

If you're talking to Graham, I'm staying
with him.

How did you see him this morning?

I didn't say anything.

Nothing at all?

Mum doesn't know.

Know what?

Dad found out.

Kirsty and me... Oh, no.

I'm afraid it's true.

I told Dad that Kirsty was still seeing
Mr Maxwell, her old boss, the night

before she got killed.

How did you know?

Kirsty told me.

They had this argument that night about
it.

He threatened to kill her.

Give me a Bible. I'll swear on it.
Graham said it's true.

Frank, it's been a long time.

I came by to say sorry I had about John.

If there's anything I can do... There
isn't.

Did he leave anything?

A note?

Nothing.

Did he?

At least they're in the house now.

One of the last people I want to see.

You take care now.

Domestic murder, nice and easy.

You said that to me once.

I must have been crazy.

That's Maxwell's car.

I think you could be looking further
into this case than it merits.

If John Sampson killed Kirsty in anger,
why didn't he do it earlier that

morning? He didn't kill her.

You think Graham's lying to take the
heat off his mother?

Yeah. I think it's possible.

Oh.

I know it's possible.

Come in.

Oh, you're still here.

Glad I caught you.

I brought you the post -mortem report.

Have you got a minute?

Sure.

Now, what's your problem?

It's not a problem, really.

It's more a notion.

Suppose... Samson was knocked
unconscious.

And then, uh...

Then he's put in the armchair, and his
fingers are placed on the triggers, and

someone else... Someone else operates
the triggers?

Right.

Half his head was blown away,
obliterating the first injury.

Then you'd have the perfect murder.

The hammer's in the drawer under the
telephone.

I hit her while she's sleeping.

Drag her body over to the telephone.

Put the receiver in her hands. Face
down.

You must drag her face down.

Face down.

Put the receiver in her hands.

Dial 999.

I don't say anything. I just leave.

What about the drawer?

I pull them out.

Make it look like a break -in.

I'll make sure there's something
missing.

Now go over it again.

Oh, do I have to? Yes.

The hammer's in the drawer underneath
the telephone.

Couldn't I shoot her?

I'll hit her while she's sleeping.

Drag her body over to the telephone,
face down. Face down.

It's got to look as though she's crawled
and made the call herself.

You've told me.

The emergency services will trace the
call.

That'll give me time to establish an
alibi.

Well, where will you be?

Never mind.

Just remember, you have to do it at four
o 'clock exactly.

What? She's not sleeping.

She always has a nap.

I haven't got a watch.

Take mine.

And remember to wear your glove. You've
got a record, so your prints will be on

file. Do you think I'm stupid?

When do I get paid?

The money's in front of you.

Suppose something goes wrong.

Nothing can go wrong.

That was the brewery on the phone. The
dream wants to deliver today instead of

tomorrow. Well, that's all right. I can
stay on. Good.

What time's your appointment?

Quarter to four.

My Gerald had varicose veins. He was
like you.

Suffered terrible.

Wendy, if Keith comes back before I do,
you don't need to tell him where I've

gone. I'm going private.

Well, you don't want just anybody
feeling your legs, do you?

Yeah, I wish somebody would feel mine.

Excuse me, do you have the right time?

Sorry, I don't wear a watch.

Clock seems to have stopped.

Sorry to have kept you. He's before me.

I haven't seen you in here for some
time.

How are you?

I was sorry to read about your son -in
-law. I thought the funeral was

yesterday.

Too soon.

Day after tomorrow.

That'll do.

It's Mulholland.

M -U -L -L. Doodle.

Yeah. Thanks.

Bye. Bye.

What time is it, though?

It's four o 'clock.

Go! Who is it?

There's been a murder at the Fort Hill
Tavern.

Who? A woman.

Upstairs in the flat.

Oh, no.

Lily.

Lily.

Ma!

Jenny!

Olive couldn't have made that 999 call
from here.

There's a bloodstain on the receiver.
Looks like it's been left by a woven

glove.

Whoever it was didn't mean to kill her.

What was he trying to do? Hang up a
picture?

Maybe she was still alive when he
phoned.

I thought you'd outgrown that stage.

What stage?

Laying the groundwork for the defence.

Right. I only left her for an hour.

Left who, sir? My wife.

Can... Can I see her?

I've killed a woman.

I didn't mean to.

You know that holiday you've always
wanted, Ma?

Can we go together today, please, Ma?

Did she have any relations?

I think she has a sister somewhere in
England.

Brighton.

It's a matter of procedure, Keith.

But we'll have to ask you where we're at
at four o 'clock this afternoon.

Of course.

I was at the dry cleaners.

Quality dry.

It's in the precinct.

What did you go there for?

I had a couple of suits.

We'd like to go upstairs and make a list
of anything that's been stolen.

You don't think I had anything to do
with it? No.

It's as I said, it's the procedure that
we've got to go through.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Please.

We're just doing a routine check.

Yesterday, did you have a customer
called Brennan come into the shop?

Ah, I'll have a look. Keith Brennan.

Oh, Keith.

Oh, yes.

Yes, he comes in here regularly.

In fact, I remember he usually brings in
things for his wife, but yesterday he

brought in two suits.

Why? What's he done?

He hasn't done anything.

Do you remember what time he was in at?

It was four o 'clock.

You seem very sure about that.

Well, he asked me the time. The clock
stopped.

I keep meaning to get a new battery.

Are you the manageress here?

Yes, yes, I am.

Give me your name, please.

It's Milner.

Dorothy Milner.

I've noticed you close up.

Oh, it's nearly lunchtime, and I do have
an appointment anyway.

I won't keep you then.

Bye. Bye.

You wanted a word?

Aye.

We found this watch, Keith.

Don't suppose it belongs to you by any
chance?

No.

We found the gloves he wore nearby.

Thought he might have dropped out in the
process.

Looks like the one I bought you.

Aye, so it is.

I didn't know it was missing. Where did
you find it? In the canal.

I don't wear it that often.

You were lucky to find it.

Fine birthday present.

All we thought was missing was a few
pounds.

We got a couple of prints off it.

Prints?

Is that possible if it was in the canal?

Oh.

They might be mine.

That's why we took yours.

For the purpose of elimination.

You'll need to keep it, Keith.

I'll keep you posted. And, uh... By the
way, you'll be glad to know that we got

in touch with Mrs McQueen's sister.

That's good.

I don't know where he is.

Do you mind if we wait?

What's he done?

Where was he yesterday afternoon, Mrs
Petrie? Around about four o 'clock.

He was right here.

You're certain?

He's my witness.

We know he wasn't, Mrs Petrie.

Who are you to come in here telling me
where my son was or where he wasn't? I

told you he was here.

Why don't you go and do something
useful?

Like looking for my husband who's been
missing for four years without a trace?

Have you read it?

Aye.

I'll let you use my good pen.

How many years will I get?

A man's life?

Only three or four.

But you're charging me with murder.

I know, Jimmy.

But you made the 999 call.

You didn't mean to kill her.

A court will look sympathetically on
that, won't it, Peter?

Undoubtedly.

How's the arm?

Painful.

Dr. McNaughton, please, it's an
emergency.

Dr. McNaughton, it's Graham Sanson, Mr.
Mulholland's grandson.

It's my grandfather.

I think he's dead.

Is this exactly how you found him?

Yes.

Just after I came home from school.

I switched off the electric fire.

It was burning.

When did you last see him?

This morning.

Have you been here since your mum left
for London?

Yes.

Would you leave us for a minute?

I'll have to phone and tell mum.

Later.

It looks like a stroke to me.

But I thought I'd better call you.

Oh, you did right.

Has he had a stroke before?

Three.

Minor ones.

He once referred to himself as a cat
with nine lives.

I did warn him.

How much was he worth?

Do you mean money? Yes.

That's how a man's worth is measured, is
it?

There's Mr Mulholland's will, received
by us on the 12th of August.

Start of the season.

That's the letter that was sent with it,
asking for early confirmation.

We sent that out the same day.

Is it normal to deposit a will with a
bank without going through a solicitor?

Some people just object to paying
solicitor's fees.

Even someone with his money?

Especially someone.

I don't believe it.

Neither do I.

Would you mind waiting outside for a
moment, Mr Pearson?

Not at all.

Signed by him?

By two witnesses who can no longer
testify.

That's our motive.

The beneficiary.

Dorothy Milner. Do we know her?

No, but we ought to.

Let's get an expert to look at those
signatures. It may just be coincidence,

you remember Keith Brennan's alibi?

What about it?

The woman who runs the dry cleaning
shop.

Her name's Dorothy Milner.

I'm going to phone the police and find
out what's happening.

Eleanor, there's something you ought to
know first.

Mum, the police are treating it as
murder.

he had a stroke.

How much have they left me?

A lot.

In fact, everything.

Why?

We were hoping you could tell us.

It was 18 years ago.

It was a crush on a Middle East man,
really.

I mean, Cathy never knew about it.

His wife.

Where do you mean?

He gave me a lift from school one day.
It was raining.

I accepted, and he took me for a coffee.

How old were you?

Seventeen. It was my last year at
school.

He started turning up.

I went out with him.

It lasted about a year.

I had a baby by him.

How much...

I mean, how much is everything?

Well, for the value of the house, about
half a million, plus company

shares.

I just can't even...

Maybe

you made him happy.

I didn't irregularly. There's nothing
between us.

What happened to the baby?

I don't know. I had to put up with
adoption.

The two witnesses that put their
signatures to the will are both dead.

Kirsty King and John Sampson.

I take it you can account for where you
were at the time of both deaths?

Well, yes.

There is one thing.

In spite of the will, Miss Mahon's
daughter is legally entitled to half the

movable estate.

Smart.

Even though she isn't his daughter?

I haven't even heard of her. Neither did
we until today.

I want to see this will.

I'm afraid that's not possible at the
moment.

Come.

Mrs. Sampson? I've told Mrs. Sampson
about the will.

Have you also told her we now have a
motive for the murder of Kirsty King and

her husband? Jan!

Mad! There was no suicide, Mrs. Sampson.
The inquest will do. They were wrong.

And we were wrong.

Kirsty King and your husband witnessed
the will.

It's my opinion they were murdered so
that neither you nor Graham could

it. And it's also my opinion that we'll
find out that will is a forgery.

Do you know Dorothy Milner?

No, I haven't even heard of her.

She, um...

She says she had an affair with her
father 18 years ago when she was only

And she also says that she had a son by
him.

Is that possible?

You didn't know him.

Oh, yes, yes, it's possible.

There's something else.

We have to prove that her story's
genuine.

She mentioned something your father told
her 18 years ago.

I think you'd better sit down.

I'm sorry about your father.

I know this probably isn't the right
time, but what's going to happen to the

company? It isn't the right time.

It becomes yours, doesn't it?

John's estate goes to my son.

Your father was still a major
shareholder in the company.

If you thought of selling... It's the
next one.

Decisions like that can't be left.

I have a few suggestions on my put -in.
Yes, but we just don't want to hear

about them. Not now.

Elmer's still upset.

If you want a manager put in
temporarily, I can suggest a good man.

would you just please leave?

You're like puppy, Elmer.

Hold me.

That bloody man's an absolute culture.

What's the matter?

I've just been told I'm illegitimate.

Come on.

This woman, she... She said Dad told her

I wasn't his daughter.

He must always have known.

You surely don't believe that.

I'll admit to a blunt test.

By the way, you'd be named as the
executor.

She's inherited a lot of money.

Who has?

You're a fancy piece in the dry
cleaners.

You know the father of that singer, the
one the police think murdered that girl

in the boat?

He's left her everything in his will.

Why? It seems he quoted her 18 years
ago.

I wish a rich man had courted me.

A massive what?

Myocardial infarction.

Destruction of an area of heart muscle
caused by the occlusion of a coronary

artery. Which means what?

He had a heart attack.

So much for the murder theory, Jim.

What about the third degree burns down
his side?

Must be.

A coronary occlusion, Jim.

I did a complete post -mortem.

He had a history of cardiac trouble.

Did you have a handwriting expert look
at the will?

Yes.

The signatures are all genuine.

It was taped to Mulholland's typewriter
and then the signatures put on.

It's incredible how many people sign
things without reading them properly.

Including Mulholland and Samson. There
would never have been a party to that

will.

They thought they were signing something
else.

The old paper underneath trick.

I want her watched.

24 hours a day.

If she didn't kill Kirstie King and John
Sampson, somebody did it for her.

And Mulholland's death?

What about that?

It's not often we have a motive without
a murder.

Well, if you won't be needing me...
Steve.

A heart attack can be induced.

Shock.

Shock?

A hard word to define in law, Jim.

And almost impossible to prove.

What will happen to Grandpa's house?

Graham, there's something I've got to
tell you.

I've only just found out myself and...
Well, it was rather a shock. What?

Grandpa's house.

And most of his money is going to a
woman he had an affair with years ago.

But you're his daughter.

Well, I'm coming to that.

I've also just been told that I wasn't
his real daughter.

He really led your grandmother a dance,
you know.

Well... Apparently she found someone
else for a while and...

I hate myself.

Why have I come in?

It's quite a wee place, isn't it?

You used to be my hideaway when I was a
little girl.

All I had was a street to the back
course and the middens.

We used to dig holes and sail wee bits
of Widenham.

By the way, the Procurator Fiscal has
dropped him under charge against you.

Lack of evidence.

That sounds rather like a face -saving
decision.

I thought you'd be relieved.

I don't feel anything.

And, um... We've had the result of the
blood test.

And?

Well... If father's blood group was AA,
yours is O.

I'm told that makes it impossible... So
who was my father?

Wish I could tell you.

It was always...

cold to me. I never knew why.

Wish I'd known.

Don't know how this affects your chances
for the young. Oh, I do. I had a

meeting with Mr.

Donaldson, the solicitor. Apparently I
should have claimed off my mother's

estate.

Very little chance of that now.

Take it all very calmly.

I don't need the money. I've got more
than I know what to do with.

Come by John back for me.

Is that special?

He knew me before I was what I am today.

What do you think, Gilda?

I don't know.

Find out.

Are you feeling all right?

Have you come to collect something?

I've got two suits.

Your wife was in on Friday.

I know.

She was telling me about the murder.

I think we're in the same business.

I hear you've inherited a lot.

Yes.

A man I was once very close to.

Mulholland.

M -U -L -L.

Pardon? That was him in the shop.

Same time as me. I took note of his
name.

Funny thing, that.

Him having to spell it to you.

What do you want?

Money?

No.

Just to talk, really.

I have to talk to somebody.

Come back the day after tomorrow.

It's me.

Somebody knows.

I mean, who would have thought Keith
Brennan was involved with our Miss Clean

Easy?

You think he killed Kirsty King and Pond
Thompson?

Well, if he did, she'd put him up to it.

So where does Oliver McQueen's murder
come into it?

Can't figure that one out.

Let's bring him in. And alert the other
one.

We can't afford to.

We'll catch them together.

Mate.

There he goes.

Second time in three days empty -handed.

I wouldn't have thought Keith had the
courage to come out and mock all the

brains.

But he was getting them.

There's 20 ,000 there.

Now go.

I'll be a minute.

Hello, Mr. Taggart.

Hello.

You're a frequent visitor in here,
Keith.

You must have an awful lot of dirty
washing.

I've just come for my suits.

That'll be five pounds.

I won't keep you a minute.

Don't worry.

Oh, left a couple of photographs in one
of the pockets.

What'll he get?

A murder.

GBH for the telecom engineer.

And for you, conspiracy to murder your
wife.

Why did he say nothing?

It was obvious he'd made the 999 call.

And we told him he might get off with
culpable homicide.

After which he had the brains to keep
his mouth shut about the telecom

He didn't mean to kill Olive.

She must have surprised him.

I hope wherever that kid's going, you go
too, Keith.

The conversation you overheard, you're
quite sure Mulholland started to spell

his name?

I'm sure.

We were watching two different football
matches, sir.

They got their bows crossed.

Does Dorothy Milner know we're on to
her?

No.

She doesn't even know she helped us to
catch Keith.

And we believed her story about knowing
Mulholland.

It didn't seem important at the time,
but when I was checking on Keith's

Dorothy Milner shut up the shop for no
apparent reason.

There was a woman about to come in.

It was as if she didn't want me to meet
her.

Why didn't you mention this earlier?

I wish I could remember something about
her.

Thank... See that?

Semper Vigilo.

Always I watch.

Always wondered what that meant.

I only saw for a second.

She did look as if... As if she'd just
been to the hairdressers.

There's one in the precinct.

Check it out tomorrow.

You know, Eleanor, I've never said this
to you before.

Well, I think you just wasted six years
of your life hoping that you and John

would get back together again.

You've always avoided him, haven't you?

Well, I never had much in common with
John.

Or with Frank, for that matter.

They put up substandard housing.

You designed beautiful cakes.

And I don't suppose we ever will know
the truth about your mother.

She was always so proper.

Shoes neatly placed together,
fingernails scrubbed before dinner.

Oh, and your children, everything seems
so right.

Unquestionable.

Mrs. Stanton?

Inspector?

It's all right, Tom.

I'm not leaving.

I want to talk to Mr. Taggart privately.

And if you're sure? I'm not going to be
whisked away to Siberia.

Won't you sit down?

Where's Graham?

In the bath.

Are you coming to the funeral?

Yes, that's usual procedure.

What about your neighbour?

He's following a new lead that's a...

It's called delegation.

I still feel it's hanging over me.

It's like having murder not proven
against you. People will always think I

it.

Audiences will come to the opera for all
the wrong reasons.

Oh, I doubt that.

Why have you helped me?

Let's just say I'm an admirer of yours.

My admirers don't fall asleep in front
row.

Semper Vigilo.

Listen, we know Dorothy Milner is lying.

She never knew your father.

Somebody put her up to that story.
Somebody who knew it couldn't be

thought it couldn't.

And that somebody knew your father well.

Well, was there any data on Dr. Curley?

Curly, I think.

Well, it could be one of those six.

They were all in that moment.

Please. Sorry to bother you. Is Mrs.
Muller at home?

She's at work.

Where can I find her?

What's she done?

Part another double yellow?

Nothing like that.

She's at the surgery.

Just up the road.

Who's surgery is that?

The receptionist at Dr. McNaughton's.

I'm putting you through.

Yes. I'm sorry, please.

This is very important.

You're Mrs. Marr?

Yes. I was in here about four weeks ago.

I remember.

A week ago last Tuesday, you went to the
dry cleaners in the precinct after

you'd been to the hairdressers. What is
this all about?

Is that right?

Yes. You should remember.

I got the door shut on my face.

Do you know Dorothy Murna, who owns the
shop?

Yes. She's a patient here.

Or she was.

I haven't seen her for some time.

Would you check her file, please?

There's nothing in her file.

Nothing.

But she was a patient of Dr. McNaughton?

Yes.

Where is he?

Oh, he's at Mr.

Mulholland's funeral.

It's a living sense of control.

Control, go ahead. I need some
information urgently from Dr.

Andrews. It's about a drug called... Did
you get that?

Tell him it's for use in anesthesia.

Ask him what it does.

Would a doctor normally carry it? Could
the burning on my whole inside have

disguised a hypodermic needle track? And
tell him it is urgent.

He wants to know what.

So that's how he got their signatures.

Any word yet from Dr. Andrews?

Let us pray.

Now, Father, in these difficult moments
of farewell, give us the grace we need.

So that in faith we may be able to
release our lost one to you.

Confident in the knowledge that he is in
your care. In everlasting peace.

Through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen. Will you please stand.

For as much as it pleased almighty God
to take unto himself the soul of our

brother here departed.

We therefore commit his body to be
dissolved.

Ashes to ashes.

Dust to dust.

Right. Tell him I found it.

Suxamethonium bromide.

It's a drug used in anesthesia to cause
muscle relaxation during surgery.

Too much can cause death by failure of
the chest muscle to maintain breathing.

It's virtually undetectable.

Tell him now that we know what we're
looking for, we can find a trace.

But we'll prove nothing without his
body.

He's going to get nobody else back.

You're joking. It's like the original.
Further in there.

He's dark.

And here.

Hope you're not waiting for your own.

I thought he was in there.

They've got a bike law.

Use... Paximithonium bromide.

Had to be something.

McNaughton was the only man in that
chapel that never looked once at Mick

Cleeney.

And who else had the opportunity to
intercept the confirmation from the

That Dr. McNaughton always saw Noel
Holland first thing in the morning.

Come on, let's get out of here.

I'd like to ask you a few questions
about Frank Mulholland's death.

Who's broken into the bag?

And the car?

We knew how he died.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Your father had the practice before you?
Yes.

If Mulholland had his suspicions about a
certain family secret, what better

person to confide in than only take a
simple test?

I still don't know what you're talking
about.

Tell them about it.

Thought I'd committed the perfect
murder.

He's dead.

Unfortunately, someone else has got in
the way.

Yes, I know the city like a lover.

Good or bad, it's hard to love another.
But I found it's no mean

time. No mean city.

City life is strange. You take your
share of the good times and bad times.

That poor...