All language subtitles for Taggart s03e03 Cold Blood [Christmas Special]

She's true to people.

No animal experiments are true.

Animals suffer for stuff like that. No
animal experiments.

The vote we have against all animal
experiments.

Would you like to take the leaflet,
madam?

Would you like to take the leaflet?

legit.

It's happened four years running.

I will.

It won't happen tomorrow.

I'll believe that when tomorrow comes.

I'll take you out for a meal.

Special meal.

I'm not asking you to wash the dishes.

I don't see why it always has to be on
our anniversary.

25 years is a very special anniversary.

Have you no idea of romance?

OK, guys, take a break. Nice one.

Well, do you think we're ready for
Amsterdam?

Ali's still pitching the ball a bit
short.

Could be wanting to play next.

I think Gene's got to work out how to be
secretary.

Yes, remembering dates.

Important dates.

The office.

See you later on.

Take it down.

She's down by the water.

She pumped six bullets into her. Cold
blood.

Seems to be a .357 Magnum. Which means
she's discharged all the bullets.

What did you do? Forget their
anniversary?

Sir.

Does the Minister Brownlee want to speak
to you?

You know it, though?

Her name's Ruth Wilson.

The bloke in the car's her husband,
George.

What is she, some kind of nutter?

She's a director of the House of Ruling
in Manchester.

I'm a rep for the company.

I think you'll find the guns are
husband's.

What's happening?

Just a wee bit of trouble.

Mrs. Wilson?

Mrs Wilson.

Put the gun on the ground.

Drop the bag.

Turn round.

Face the railings.

Put your hands on the railings.

She's clean.

Here in the car.

I'm glad he's dead.

That was short and sweet.

When do we get to?

You stay here. Interview the witnesses.

Right.

I came up on the first train, 7 .35,
and, um... Thank you.

That got me into Glasgow Central about
11 .15.

I went straight to the exhibition
centre.

What about the gun?

It's my husband's. It is licensed.

It belongs to a firearms club.

I've no regrets about killing him.

Why?

Because of her.

Now she can't have him, can she?

Another woman?

Yes, her name is Geraldine Keenan. She
runs the aqua salon.

I know it.

Routine massage place at the Pondertale.

George has another one in Manchester.

Had.

He likes to call them relaxation tents.

When did you leave Manchester to drive
up here?

This morning, about three.

Is that not a bit of an odd time to set
out?

Look, I don't think I ought to say
anything else until I have a solicitor.

Well, I don't think one of them would do
you much good now.

We had this row.

What about?

I wanted to go with him and he wouldn't
let me.

And then he told me that he'd been
thinking about divorcing me for quite

time.

He said that, uh...

If I carried on being so jealous, he
would do it.

So I took the gun.

Could you not have resolved it another
way?

What way?

Oh, he was a gentle sort.

Unlike Mrs Wilson, she always was good
at making people redundant.

What made him become a masseur?

Well, he'd had a stroke. He used to earn
about 60 grand a year as an ad man.

Then he became a believer in the science
of relaxation.

What are the police doing here?

It's about Mr Wilson.

I take it it's a separate business from
the House of Rulon? Oh, yes, completely

separate. Although Mrs Wilson's a co
-director of both.

How well did you know Mr Wilson?

We used to play snooker together.

George wasn't bad. He was a good pal of
Ricky Keenan, the snooker pro.

Must have a good idea of why she killed
him.

Jealousy.

George had a lot of lady clients.

Excuse me.

It wasn't George Wilson who was shot out
there?

Yeah. Do you know him?

Well, yes.

I mean... Look, would you take a seat
and I'll talk to you in a minute?

Sorry about that, Mr Brownlee.

Do you come from... Thanks very much, Mr
Brownlee.

It's an opening shot case, sir.

Motive, sexual jealousy.

He was a master?

Aye, that's right.

He used to spend three days a week in
Manchester, three days up here.

He had a long list of lady clients.

It's ironic. It was one of the
management... Oh, hello.

Hi, Jean.

Heard about it in the news.

Oh, it's all cleared up now.

We don't mess about here.

It makes a change.

Right, I'll go ahead and book a table
for tomorrow night.

Don't let anything else come up.

Oh, by the way, what's your name?

She's just a sad woman.

I'll see you tonight.

Right, that's me away for a drink.

I don't suppose you'll approve?

Dr Andrews wants us down the mortuary.

What part? I've seen the body once. I
don't want to see it again.

Something's not quite right.

Still breathing, is it?

Worse than that.

She didn't kill him.

It's hard to kill someone who's already
dead.

It was plain as soon as I saw the
wounds.

Then I wondered why all the blood was at
the back of the body.

Stab wound between the fourth and fifth
vertebrae.

Sorry, but she fired six .38 caliber
bullets into a corpse.

A couple of witnesses saw him in the
car. Thought he was sleeping.

Sleeping? People do, in cars.

Scratch marks on the wrist indicate to
me a wristwatch being pulled off.

In a hurry.

And his wallet, Smith.

Predominably he had one.

In fact, there's no money on him at all.

When did he die?

Between 6 .15 and 6 .45 a .m.

About the time he would have arrived.

Hitchhiker.

Wasn't his morning, was it?

Yep.

Don't take out me.

You haven't got a wife who wants to put
her head in a pipe.

Hello, Mrs Wilson.

Are you comfortable?

When you shot your husband, What was he
doing?

He was asleep.

Did you not attempt to wake him up?

No. I didn't want him to talk me out of
it.

Well, it wouldn't have made much
difference anyway.

He was already dead.

What did you expect her saying?

You may have shot him, but you didn't
kill him.

Was he wearing a wristwatch?

Yes. Can you describe it?

What about his wallet? Was he carrying
one?

Was it a stroke?

No.

He was mugged.

Was he in the habit of picking up
hitchhikers?

I've always asked him not to.

Take him, Carol, and open and shut case.

Well, I've booked a table, and if you
don't take me, I'll find someone else

will.

I think you need something stronger than
tea.

Gene doesn't have your Christian spirit.

Yes, gentlemen.

What about the shooting, is it? My ears
are still ringing.

What time did you open this morning?

Was my sign not big enough?

Have you seen this guy around here at
all?

Would both of you look?

We're on the brains of this outfit.

Aye, your brains will be on the pavement
unless you help us.

This guy bought two cheeseburgers and
two coffees soon after we opened. You

it was two of both?

Absolutely.

That wasn't him. Aye, it was.

Looks nothing like him. Listen, I served
him. You were frying up.

I'm training him.

Can't get a cheeseburger.

Looks like it was a hitchhiker.

Did he have a passenger in the car?

No. He walked over from the exhibition
car park on his own.

Did you see anyone else around? Anyone
suspicious?

Cleaner. Two exhibition workers.

A couple of lorry drivers.

Asian guy in a Ford Capri.

Are you observing, Eleanor?

What about you?

Do you see anything?

I don't notice anything.

What do you call that?

I've overheads. Try putting some of them
in your rolls.

What is it you're charging me with
again?

You're charging a firearm in a public
place.

We're not opposing bail.

You're damn lucky if you ask me.

There was another woman called Ruth who
wasn't so lucky.

You mean Ruth Ellis?

Uh -huh.

She was hanged.

I suppose you people want it brought
back.

I'm not you people.

I make up my own mind.

I'm sorry.

I've never had dealings with the police
before.

Well, you're getting plenty of practice
now.

Thank you for being so sympathetic
towards me.

Sympathetic?

I got that impression.

Well, you were wrong.

Look, you could help us and yourself if
you would describe that watch.

It's something you see so often you stop
noticing it after a while.

Well, I mean, was it a present or did he
buy it himself?

It was a present from Ricky Keenan.

The snooker pro?

Yes.

When George was in advertising, he
sponsored Ricky.

He became great friends.

How great.

Well, two years ago, George lent him £60
,000. It was a business loan to help

him start his snooker club.

Was it ever repaid?

No.

We've traced some of the people that
were around that morning.

There have been muggings in the area.
Two of cleaners going to work.

Tended to keep in pairs since.

Some reports of thefts from cars in the
exhibition car park, but most likely

theory seems to be a hitchhiker.

I agree.

Sir?

Yeah? That lady yesterday afternoon, was
that Mrs. McVitie?

Yes. Why?

I just wondered.

Well? No, I thought I saw her at the
exhibition yesterday.

Oh, you're very observant.

Master, interesting vinyl watch.

happens now?

Hold your feet until the trial.

Well, I can't go home.

Not yet. I mean, I can't go and face
people.

I'll, um, I'll stay in a hotel.

I think you'll find more to them, fool.

Let's take me here.

No, it's all right. I know where there
is one.

Okay, then.

Sergeant Campbell will drive you there.

Oh, will she?

Thank you.

You look cheated.

It's charging a firearm.

You can't attempt to murder somebody
who's already dead.

The Christian view is she's as guilty.

Is that right?

Just like thinking of adultery is as bad
as committing it.

Well, maybe they should lock us all up.

Yes, thank you.

Just put it on there, please.

Actually, this room was booked for my
husband. Did you know him at all?

Oh, yes.

Yes, he's here regularly.

Did you see much of him?

I often brought him his breakfast.

Yes, of course. Breakfast in bed.

Will that be all?

No. Was he with that tart every morning?

I never saw him with anybody.

Thank you.

Don't worry, Herb.

I like your money.

Your wallet.

Come on, hurry up.

Take it.

Just don't use that, all right?

Put it down, then.

I'm going to get that.

Hello, can I help you?

Yes?

Tell him I'll be downstairs in a minute.

OK.

She'll be with you in a minute.

I can't believe it. That was only last
week. Mr Wilson massaged me.

Did you come to him regularly?

Is that yours?

No, it must belong to the salon.

Where did he come from?

He's just taking advantage of your free
trial.

I hope that's all.

Is that it?

Yeah. You can take the system to the
hospital.

Okay.

Sorry to keep you.

I didn't forget you.

Will you be a good girl, my mum? What a
hard morning, eh?

I've had one of Mr Wilson's clients in
fear that day this morning.

How many did he have altogether?

About a dozen.

Personal ones, that is.

Mrs Franchetti was one.

You don't seem too upset about his
death.

Of course we are.

I'm talking about you.

You see, Mrs Wilson said you were more
than just an employee.

She what?

That's why she shot him.

Because you were having an affair.

I don't believe it.

Look, he was the boss.

He was in his 50s.

But I'm the boss and I'm in my fifties.

There was nothing between us.

You let her out.

When she thinks that, what if she comes
here?

She's got nothing to gain now.

We're going to have to talk to your
girls.

None of my girls were having an affair
with him either, I can assure you of

that.

Can we have a list of the rest of Mr.
Wilson's clients?

Names and addresses?

Certainly.

I believe your brother owed Mr. Wilson a
large sum of money.

Aye, that's right, he did.

This is my mother.

Mum, these people are from the police.

They're asking about Ricky.

What about Ricky?

We want to know what he was doing early
yesterday morning.

Don't you know?

In a police cell.

He was drunk and disorderly and I had to
collect him yesterday.

Seems for once he did the right thing.

Sir, Mrs McVitie's on this list.

Why? Well, she wanted to talk to me at
the exhibition.

Then when I saw her with the biscuit,
she made it clear. Look, what are you

talking to me about?

I don't think the biscuit knows that his
wife was a client of George Wilson's.

Maybe she was his fancy woman, eh?

Don't have to be everybody in that line.

What, even her?

Ah, even her.

Why can't they concentrate their efforts
on looking for a hitchhiker? I want you

to know what Wilson was doing in his
spare time.

I've been trying to phone you all
morning.

Well, not that I... Here, you know what
to say.

Shouldn't need to say anything.

And don't lose your temper.

Oh, I won't.

On the radio.

Don't end up punching him like you did
that policeman in the nightclub.

I never punched him. I fell over before
I got a chance.

Mrs. Keenan.

Oh, well, Grant and Ricky may have had a
reason. They did have a route.

Britain shouldn't have bought that
cottage when the old man's a wimping

Can I talk to your son on his own?

I don't know why he needs another home.

He's a perfectly good one already.

Mrs Keenan, please.

And just remember, he hasn't been in
trouble for ten years.

It's her nerves.

Do you like a drink?

No.

Is that true, what she said about the
cottage?

It's just a button bend by Loch Lomond.

I haven't moved in yet.

I bet George Wilson was annoyed about
that, eh?

Look, the point is, that night I was
lifted... I know where you were.

You were in a cell in Rutherdown Police
Station.

Good.

What were you in there for?

Drunk and disorderly.

Drunk and disorderly?

I used to be a better snooker player.

I'll tell you the truth, okay?

I was playing this boy and he beat me.

Just reminded me of how I used to be.

I'd like to meet him.

That's him over there.

That watch you gave George Wilson as a
present, can you describe it to me?

It was a long time ago.

No, I can't. Why?

Because somebody stole a lot of them.

George was a... Was a what?

A friend.

One old myth.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Can I have your phone if you'd like to
hang on a second?

Uh -huh.

Right, right. Thanks, Mrs. Crombie. Bye
-bye.

It's for you. Phone box.

Hello? Detective Sergeant Jarden?

Yeah.

Er, no, no.

My husband mustn't know I've rung you.

Look, I've got to see you.

Fine. How about sometime this afternoon?

I'm bowling this afternoon, and this
evening I'm chairing a committee for the

Bearsden Residents Association.

Would tomorrow morning, early, suit you?

Uh -huh.

Yeah.

Sure.

Yes.

I'm still here.

Okay. Bye -bye.

Anything on that list?

Not yet, sir.

Jim.

Report. Which could be interesting. A
motorist called Gordon Rule was robbed

the... A -74 by a hitchhiker.

Could be related.

Oh, that's a good.

I recognize that, Martin.

He didn't have any other kind of
tattoos?

No, not that I noticed. Just a wee red
triangle on his right hand.

Weird kind of tattoo, eh?

Could have been a symbol of some sort.

Which way did he run?

Down that way.

Does a red triangle mean anything to
you?

No. But there are enough similarities.

Same road Wilson drove up.

Use of a knife.

Wallet taken.

Well, Wilson wasn't tied up.

And this guy wasn't murdered.

All the same, the evidence points to
Wilson picking up a hitchhiker.

Possibly on this road.

Would you leave the hitchhiker in your
car to go and buy a cheeseburger?

It's possible.

And, uh, sir, this is the first chance
I've had to tell you.

Mrs. McBitty wants to meet me.

So? I really think you ought to meet
her, sir.

What? I suppose the biscuit finds out.

Well, that's why I'm getting out of the
road.

I need you here.

Here.

I'm sorry,

she's out at the moment. Do you want to
leave a message?

No, thanks.

Excuse me.

You looking for Mrs. Wilson?

Uh -huh.

She asked me to recommend a restaurant.

I sent her up the road to the chip.

Thanks.

I'll have the antipata and the dover
sole.

Ken, what will you have?

I think I'll have the same.

You chose well.

Hello.

Mind if I join you?

No, no, please, I'd like you to.

Not much fun dining on your own.

The port at the hotel told me you'd be
here.

Oh. Would you like some wine? I won't
finish it.

Aye.

Why don't you go back to Manchester?

Not much joy for you here.

Haven't you ever been jealous?

No.

It's not an emotion you like to admit
to.

Married to me. Married to me.

Geraldine Keenan wasn't your husband's
mistress.

I've interviewed her. I've interviewed
her mother, the girls at the aqua salon.

There isn't a scrap of evidence.

Then why did he keep coming back here?

Because he had personal clients.

Then it must have been one of his
clients.

No.

I went with you then.

Look, I know there was another woman.

I mean, you just know something like
that, no?

I don't imagine things, Inspector.

So, too busy for our anniversary.

Too busy working.

Some women support their husbands in
their jobs.

It was our silver anniversary.

Many more times.

It wasn't the way it looked.

Of course not. You always conduct your
interviews over a bottle of suave.

And that woman of all women... All
right.

She might not deserve sympathy, but I've
still got a job to do.

A very enjoyable one by the look of it.
What would you do if you found out I was

going with another woman?

I'd let you get on with it.

I'm sorry to cause you this trouble.

My husband's such a stickler for
protocol.

What can I do for you?

He doesn't know I was a client of George
Wilson's, does he?

No. He mustn't find out.

I'll do my best, Mrs. McNitty.

Massage is such an intimate thing.

You're not jealous.

You only see one side of him.

You're looking for another woman, aren't
you?

There is one.

She's Chinese.

Chinese?

I was getting ready for massage one day,
and George opened a birthday card, a

Chinese birthday card.

I could see it meant a lot to him,
receiving it.

What did it look like?

Well, it had Chinese writing and
mandarins on the front.

And then a few days later, I was
shopping in Garnet Hill in the Chinese

supermarket.

And I saw George with this Chinese lady.

Quite exotic she was.

What was he doing?

They went up the hill together and then
into another little Chinese shop.

I followed them.

I'm not married to a detective for
nothing.

For God's sake, Jim.

She's facing trial. You're the arresting
officer.

Suppose the press had seen you. She's
still vital to this case.

Why did you not take a woman police
officer there?

I wanted to tell her she was wrong about
her husband and Geraldine Keenan.

What are we running here, a marriage
guidance council?

A bit late for her now, isn't it?

I thought we were looking for a
hitchhiker with a red triangle tattooed

hat. I still want to know who Wilson was
seeing.

You stay away from Ruth Wilson in
future.

If you want information from us, send
somebody else. Is that clear?

Right, please.

There's a Chinese connection.

Do you think a hot

meal would do you more good, sir?

I'm not hungry.

With respect, sir, since I've been
working with you, I've noticed, well,

don't eat properly.

Stop it with my dad.

Working flat out, living in whiskey and
his nerves.

Listen, I like my dram at lunchtime.

I'm not having any sergeant telling me
my lifestyle is wrong.

Problem?

Just the sound of tambourines.

In front of your eyes, were they?

You can't go on working there, not with
her in charge.

Where else can I get a job? There are
other salons.

Can't I just walk out? Of course you
can.

People walk out in all sorts of things.
Jobs, marriages, that's how the world

moves on.

I like working at the aqua.

Oh, go on, then.

What for a woman who shoots her husband
because she thinks you're having an

affair with him? Go on. I'm sure you'll
be able to reconcile your differences.

Hiya. These pizzas are terrible.

I'm having a coffee. You want one?

Right.

I thought you might have gone up to the
cottage.

Tell me, when the work's finished on it,
Are you going to leave home altogether?

Yeah. But don't tell Mum. She thinks
it's just a weekend cottage.

I might join you.

By the bonnie, bonnie banks.

Does it frighten you?

What?

Working for a woman that might have
chosen you to empty the gun on.

When you get in there, try and be
informal.

The Great Wall of China has a habit of
going up here.

About Mrs Wilkinson.

What about her?

I take DF Campbell, and we'll interview
her afterwards about the card.

I did overhear.

Have those, please.

Do any of you here know Mr George
Wilson?

I'm Detective Sergeant Jar, Maryhill
Police Station.

This man came in here about a week ago.

With a Chinese lady.

Do you know who she is?

You do speak English?

Does anyone here speak English?

Thanks for your

help.

I'll see you later, Geraldine.

See you.

What do you want?

I came to apologise to you.

It's a bit late.

Can we talk inside?

No. You can say what you have to say out
here.

Geraldine, look, I hope you're going to
stay on here.

I see.

Well, I think that in time we could come
to a working relationship.

Why have you suddenly changed your mind
about me?

Well, the police have changed it for me,
actually.

Well, it's just a shame you didn't make
your own inquiries.

Challenge me face to face instead of
sitting 200 miles away feeling sorry for

yourself. Yes, well, I'm saying sorry
now.

Too late.

My mind's made up.

I'm not working for you.

A red triangle.

Is that all?

You must get asked to do some strange
drawings for tattoos.

Aye, and in some strange places.

But never a red triangle.

What is it? Some kind of emblem?

That's what I'm here to find out.

Well, I get asked for animals, birds,
naked, women, hearts, union, jacks, the

names of loved ones, but never a red
triangle.

Maybe he's a weirdo.

You got any bits left in your body?

One or two.

So...

Well, there's no -one here. The girls
have gone. Would you please leave?

I was in the mood for a massage.

We've got a sporting injury.

Look, I've told you, we're closed.

Would you please get out?

Hey, you, Peter.

I want a massage.

Aye, I've got one up here.

Get out of here.

I'm looking for Miss Keenan.

He never mentioned anyone Chinese.

Who was she?

Well, we don't know yet.

What did he tell you about his visits to
Glasgow?

Not much.

Had a row with Ricky Keenan about that
loan.

Apparently Ricky had bought this cottage
by Loch Lomond.

George was not pleased.

He was all right.

What will happen to me?

Well, that's up to the judge.

He'll take your mental condition into
consideration at the time of the

I won't go to prison.

Must have heard that before you showed
up.

I almost threw the gun away out of the
window on the train.

Why didn't you drive, though?

I never drive.

16 years ago, there was an accident.

George was teaching me to drive, and...
this little girl ran out onto the road.

It wasn't my fault. I mean, there was
nothing I could have done about it. I

couldn't have stopped.

Anyway... She was crippled for life.

Anyway,

I've been thinking about what you said.
I'll probably go back to Manchester

tomorrow. Thanks for the lift. Okay.

Can you call me?

Got a suggestion?

It's about Mrs. Walton. Forget it. It's
about this red triangle.

Go on.

Well, it might be a wild theory, but...
Well, go on.

Well, Wilson had some connection with
the Chinese community in Glasgow, right?

Right. And it seems likely that he was
knifed by a guy with a red triangle

tattoo. Uh -huh.

Well, I can't help thinking about the
triads.

The Chinese mafia.

I know what they are.

Could it be some sort of symbol of the
organisation?

On the hand of a Glasgow mugger.

But then it turned out that he was going
out with another guy's wife.

Oh, I'll see yous later.

Have a nice day, ladies.

Still serving up dead flesh, eh? You're
some of our best customers, our

cannibals. Oh,

you've got nothing against cruelty to
coffee beans, eh?

Now, mugging near the exhibition centre
by a youth with a red triangle tattoo.

That's circumstantial enough for me.

None of the tattooists we spoke to ever
drew one like it. How about the ones you

didn't speak to?

We've also contacted the armed forces.

The thief who was a soldier or a sailor.

If we just knew what it represented.

Who put you on to this Chinese lady?

Oh, Mike.

Would you fill in the details on this
one?

Erm... One of Mr.

Wilson's clients, sir.

Which one?

Oh, I can't remember, sir.

Sir?

He's just saying that congratulations
can't be more, but she's getting

That's it.

Do you want a pint?

Cheers.

Haven't seen you in the club for a long
time.

Ah, there's a lot of new places opening
up now.

Don't like to lose my customers.

It's looking like a tattoo. It's
unusual.

Let's look at the frame.

Do it yourself.

Aye.

Hey, would you be interested in buying a
watch?

What kind of watch?

It's gold.

I'll show you.

G .W.'s my grandfather.

He left me at my will.

I just need money.

Oh, thanks.

See yourself.

Maybe you'll give the game a snooker
then, wouldn't you, Mr Keenan?

Sure.

The card was in one of these magazines.

I put it in myself.

Are you sure it was Chinese?

Excuse me.

Are you looking for a card with a little
Chinese man on it? Yeah, a Chinese

birthday card.

Yeah. Mrs.

Brincetti's little girl. I think she
took it away with her.

Thank you for joining me.

No?

I guess.

Here it is.

It's in here somewhere.

She thought it was such a pretty
picture.

But she did ask, you know.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

We just want to know who sent it.

Where's the rest of it?

She cut it off. She only saved the
picture.

Do you not like chains, Mr Keenan?

No.

Why do you follow me here?

You don't think I believe that story
about the watch being your

I just didn't want to be seen buying it
at the club.

I need money, Mr Keenan.

When was the last time you had your sign
on?

Have you seen any boys with tattoos on
their hands?

What about you?

Just through here.

It's probably one of those bins.

Mind you, I wouldn't like the job.

The kid's at a party and it's full of
jelly and custard and leftovers.

That's all right.

He was a kid himself once.

This job's so important.

Why don't you help?

Have you never heard of the privilege of
rank?

Aye. I've heard of fooling it.

OK, we're on our way. Over.

We've got to go to the fair. I've got
to.

It's a pity you weren't here instead of
chasing that Chinese lady.

She's important, sir.

He's waiting for the caster.

Well, Ricky, this is a turn -up for the
books.

Is that the watch you gave Wilson as a
present?

Yeah.

I thought I recognised it. It seemed the
boy tried to sell it to me.

When I asked you for a description, you
didn't tell me his initials were on the

back. It's when I first saw it, I
remembered.

I gave it to him a long time ago.

So you just followed the boy up here,
eh?

I couldn't pull you from the club. The
line isn't working.

Problems with it all week.

I just wanted to keep my eye on him.

Why did you go on the big wheel with
him?

I just told you.

What did you think you'd do?

Sprout wings and fly?

Ricky, two policemen have been walking
about here. Why didn't you talk to them?

I didn't see them until I was halfway
up.

As I said, it's a long time ago I gave
George the watch.

I wanted to get another look at it,
double -check the initials and make

I told them I was interested in buying
it.

And I pulled him up about it.

He brings out a knife and I tried to
grab it and he fell.

Ah, Ricky.

You might sell that story to the Sunday
Post. You're not going to sell it to me.

It's the truth.

His witnesses.

You were in the wrong position up there.

Nuked, you could say.

I didn't think you'd be home.

Arrested twice in four days.

Don't use that.

I've been answering questions for about
ten hours.

What on earth were you doing in that
wheel at your age?

Being a hero.

At least the police are convinced.

They had to be in on it together.

If you murdered a guy, even for some day
else, would you walk around carrying

his watch?

Did you not say that Keenan had bought a
cottage with the money he owed Wilson?

Yes, sir.

And if he's got any secrets, they're not
in his mother's house.

I'm going to run up and see that cottage
in the morning.

You get out first thing.

Interview that pair at the mobile cafe.

See if they can remember anything else.

I'm going to see Lynne Chan first.

Could be she's unimportant now.

Your witness obviously didn't think so.

Otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned
it, would she?

Miss Chan, Lynn Chan?

Yeah? Detective Chief Inspector Tiger at
Maryhill Police Station.

I'd like to talk to you about George
Wilson.

You'd better come in.

Would you like to sign the petition?

Yeah, sure.

Another one against cruelty to police
officers.

Tai chi what?

Tai chi chuan, the ancient Chinese
system of exercise.

What? It stimulates the nervous system,
increases blood relaxation, strengthens

muscles, exercises joints, eases tension
and calms the heart.

I know a good whiskey that does all
that.

Would you like some tea?

Yeah, OK.

One must practice for ten years to
become a master.

He was very interested in all kinds of
relaxation and body therapy.

Was, uh... Was there anything else
between you?

Really, Inspector.

I'm ashamed I asked.

A cup of tea, please.

I'll be glad in that lot to go.

I've been putting my customers off all
week.

Are you sure there's nothing else you
can remember?

Not a thing.

Have you traced those other ones I told
you about?

Everyone except the thing.

You sure she was on her own? Was it her?

No, it's just that the cleaners were
tending to go to work in pairs because

this mugger.

That's what I thought.

What do you ever think?

You know something else that was
strange?

Most of the cleaners stop and yak.

This one just walked on.

You never mentioned that before.

Didn't seem important.

What made you think she was a cleaner?

An old coat and a head square.

She wasn't in her way to meet the Queen.

A glitter blossom.

Why would he keep something so innocent
secret from his wife?

He thought she might think as you did.

His clients used to confide in him.

Did he confide in you?

He talked about his problems.

He told his wife he wanted a divorce.

Do you know who the other woman was?

I'm sorry?

Well, was he going out with somebody
else?

You have it wrong, Inspector.

He did not want a divorce from her.

She wanted a divorce from him.

What's he doing?

Oh, it's all right. He's having his
annual think.

She was carrying a bag.

What kind?

Shoulder bag.

Not here.

Assure no apology.

Did you have to kill that boy in broad
daylight?

Listen, police were after him. If they'd
have caught up with him, Percy would

have told them when he got the watch.

He jumped out on me. I had George's
wallet and watch in my hand. I was going

throw them in the river.

He had a knife, Ricky. I was marked.

Don't worry, Ian.

Nobody's going to be looking for us,
especially away up here.

I left word at the club I'd gone through
to Edinburgh to look at equipment.

We've been too lucky, you know.

The luckiest thing was you spotting that
tattoo in his hand and knowing what it

was.

Well,

I should know what a snooker frame looks
like, shouldn't I?

I was meaning to ask you.

What do you do with a coat and a hat
square?

I left them in the toilet at Central
Station.

No one will think they're important.

At least they know I was the passenger
in George's car.

Poor old George.

It's funny, you know.

It was ridiculously easy to stab, but it
was going back and shooting his corpse

that was difficult.

Don't be so anxious.

Only the eagles can see us up here.

We mustn't be seen together anywhere for
a while.

Then afterwards, well... I'm just
sorting out George's business affairs,

I? He did owe him 60 ,000 pounds.

You've still got to face trial.

I think I'll probably just get a
suspended sentence.

Chief Inspector Taggart will vouch for
my emotional state and my repentance.

You know, sometimes I wish you'd gone
straight back after you did it.

Look, I couldn't risk being seen going
home. You know that.

There's a car coming in.

Hmm?

My God, it's... Haggis.

How do you know?

I've been in it.

You bloody fool.

I told you we shouldn't have come here.

What are you doing up here?

Well, I'm not up here to fill my lungs.

No?

No. They're already full with the stink
of your story.

I told you the truth. Look, Keenan, I
don't like the mickey being taken out of

me. You tell your lady friend to get out
of that car.

At least I believed her.

No!

It was meant to be you!

There

better

be an explanation for all this.

She just failed her driving test, Doc.

She's a witty brat, Jim.

That's that.

Ooh.

As your witness was instrumental in
helping you find Miss Chang, I'd like to

thank her personally for being so
observant.

When you can supply me with...

Leave.

You've been a bad boy.

Going to the club?

I'll phone, did I?

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meantime No means

today City life is

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