All language subtitles for Taggart s17e01 Death Trap

A new road is a vital part of the
proposed development.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Please!

Just let Councillor Innes speak.

This project is not about destroying
houses. That's exactly what it's about.

I tell you this.

You'll have to knock us down first.

Without the new access road, there'll be
no new factories.

Remember what used to be here?

The foundries.

The shipyard?

All gone.

We're rebranding our city. Your city?
Hey, hey, please.

We'll have a state -of -the -art
development from here right down to the

Three multinationals poised to accept.

Thousands of jobs and a high -tech
industrial resource.

Speak English, man.

They're just bloody big factories.

One tenement is a small price to pay.

Not for the community you're destroying.

Thank you all, thank you. The councillor
will be announcing a final decision

next week at the Armadillo. Thank you.

You call this consultation?

You've already made your decision.

We'd like to present this petition.

We don't need a bloody petition.

We need action.

Thank you, and thanks for your time.

OK, everybody.

The meeting's over.

It's not good enough.

You're a joke.

At least I believe in this.

What did you say? I got too close to
home.

Son.

Johnny, get out of here.

Now. I'm not taking that from him.

Please, both of you, get out.

Out!

I'll wait you up the road.

I'll see you later.

I've got a person on him though.

Jesus! You left your pump.

Don't do that to me.

We've decided on a non -violent protest.

Forget that.

You know he's planning on making the big
announcement at the Armadillo next

week? Mm -hm.

I'm going to close it down.

What? Look what I've got.

We can paralyse the whole place.

Locks, sprinklers, steel shutters, the
lot. Right in front of every TV camera

Scotland.

If they're in at his office, how may I
help you?

Hi, is Johnny there?

He's busy.

Ask him to go to the window, would you?

You have to go to the window.

There's a wind -up. You won't regret it,
honestly.

Go to the window.

What?

There's nothing there.

What have we got? A sore one for a high
-velocity rifle.

A what? Are you sure?

Well, the bullet's just gone off to
ballistics.

We've got a trigger point.

I've put a 100 -metre exclusion zone
around the locus.

Make it 200.

Any more, we're going to be blocking the
M8.

Look, if we don't find it, you might
have to.

Jonathan Innes, chemistry student, 20,
no record.

I'm hearing a girlfriend and a phone
call.

Flatmate. Part of this tenement protest
group.

She gets the call, he gets the knife,
the flame in the window, pop, end of

protest. Where's she?

Neighbours down the hill.

Sheena.

I'm sorry, but this is really important.

Did you recognise the person on the
phone?

McLaughlin, Cope.

That was it.

Hardly any noise.

Just the tinkle.

Had you heard the voice before?

What? The lassie's not fit to talk.

It's a bloody disgrace.

Would you mind leaving us for a moment?

On the phone, love.

The voice?

Do you recognise her?

I don't like the police.

I'll let you in on a wee secret.

Neither do I.

But you're not dealing with the police
here, Sheena.

You're dealing with me.

And my name's Michael.

I'm in charge of this investigation.

And I really want to get the swine that
did this to Johnny.

OK?

OK.

Now, can you think of any reason why
anyone would want to kill him?

No. No, I can't.

What about this action group?

We just wanted to save the houses.

No -one gets killed for that, do they?

Was he involved in drugs?

He hardly even drank.

It was nothing.

Apart from his dad, of course.

Who's his dad?

No. I know you've heard talk about a
protest, but that's all been dealt with.

In six months, you can have the whole
thing.

The infrastructure, roads leading
directly to the site, development

We provide a one -stop shop.

And if you can confirm before the 20th,
it'll be a substantial saving to you.

Councillor, can I have a word in
private, please?

It's not just a question of that. This
is very sensitive, Mike.

I appreciate it. Come in.

No, Mike, you don't.

When the son of the most powerful
politician in Glasgow gets shot, it's

political. The executive corridor's gone
AWOL. Press, MI5, MI6. Bloody Amnesty

International, for all I know.

So I don't just want this done quick. I
want it done well.

Those monkeys up there are getting no
excuses to jump on our backs.

Clear?

Crystal.

OK, phone's off.

Question.

Who wants to kill a 20 -year -old
chemistry student with a high -velocity

Unique.

So we work out the why. Hopefully
that'll lead us to the who.

Jackie. Yeah, at the moment we're
thinking about three possible motives.

Some sort of domestic. A domestic
sniper.

About as lightly as a hen with teeth.

Still, I've got to check it.

Girlfriends, boyfriends, pets.

Any say at the shooting yet? Oh, yes,
sir.

Well, hands and knees out to 300 yards,
then.

Number two, the kid himself.

He's up to his oxters in his community
defence league in direct opposition to

his own father, Councillor Malcolm
Innes. There was a big rammy at this

last night. He got thrown out for
fighting with a guy called Maclean.

Hang on. A Finlay Maclean?

Aye.

Well, I did an ID on a VW Golf tagged
outside Innes's flat last night.

Finlay Maclean's the keeper.

Right, you check that, Robbie.

Oh, and Huckle Special Branch, I want a
security report on this... Community

Defence League. Check.

OK, briefing back here at five.

Overtime is no object in this one.

So hit the ground running, OK?

So, do you know him?

Malcolm Innes?

Yeah, I know him all right.

So am I not the simply man?

You followed him?

No, I drove home.

Where's that?

Gartness.

Your car was clean outside his tenement.

Somebody's mistaken.

Do you mind?

A young man was shot not half a mile
from here and I put down that bloody

and answered my questions. I'm sorry
he's dead, OK?

But it's got nothing to do with me.

This minor disagreement, what was it
about?

Aye, right, and I'm going to tell you.
You'll tell me, mate.

You're obstructing a murder inquiry.

You ever tried aromatherapy?

Let's just re -establish our
relationship, OK? OK, OK, OK.

Tell me about this meeting.

We're trying to stop the council
destroying local houses for this

estate.

You and Johnny disagreed on tactics.
Johnny's crew would firebomb the

given half a chance.

I'm trying to keep the public on our
side.

Meaning no violence.

Can I tell you something?

The world's full of angry wee boys
trying to get back at their daddies by

pretending to rebel.

Read some Freud.

Might point you in the right direction.

Thanks for your advice.

Aye, good luck.

Aye, hello, it's me.

Listen, we've got trouble here.

Must have been difficult for you.

Sorry?

With your son opposing the development.

Before last night, I hadn't seen him for
six months.

Since his mother died, it's been... It's
been difficult.

I'm sorry I have to bring this up,
Malcolm, but we're actually pretty

about the personal situation here.

I'm not with you.

Well, you've made enemies in the town
with this new development you're

proposing.

That's irrelevant.

We have to look at every possibility, Mr
Innes.

Councillor, the car is waiting.

Now, this has got nothing to do with me
or the development.

I think we'll have to be the judges of
that.

As you wish.

I've got a city to run.

I thought you'd have a son tomorrow.

I never liked you, Mike.

I remember why now.

I'm wondering if it came from a car or
some sort of vehicle.

Maybe that.

Maybe he's not.

Send the contingent to 500 yards.

Hello? The bullet? There's been a hold
about ballistics, sir.

Some guy's been shooting pigeons in
George Square.

Seems as if we're lower down the pecking
order.

You tell ballistics that I'll go
ballistic if they don't shift their

right?

Yes, sir.

Hello? What?

Hello?

What?

Yeah, yeah, what's up?

We're hooking up with Robbie.

There's a panic.

Your man in there.

Philly McLean?

Said his car wasn't near the tenement.
When I push, he tells me to relax.

Cool as you like.

Another one.

What?

The boy's father's carrying on
regardless too.

I'll get this.

The branch won't release their files in
this community defence leak. Oh, for

Christ's sake. Hang on. There's McLean
now.

Hello. I won't deal with a branch.

Briefing at five, right?

No, no, no, the name's Dawson, not
Lawson.

Could you fire that in his CMS, Bob?

Are you a detective?

Yes, and I'm sure there's a duty
sergeant that can help you out.

Definitely if I was parked in a double
yellow, eh?

Time was in Gartness. You could leave
your door open all day, but not now.

And you're dressed so?

Oh, no.

Special Branch won't even release their
files.

Either in the Defence League or McLean.
Or even Malcolm Innes. I hear you.

Meanwhile, Ballistics put pigeons before
people. I mean, come on.

I'll get on to it.

Is there something I should know about,
though?

Leave it with me, Mike.

Please.

Patterson. OK, I'll be right over.

Peckinorder, did you get it? Aye. Don't
give up the day job.

OK, folks, progress.

Might have a main player, Finlay
Maclean.

Robbie's been tailing him.

Robbie's been losing him.

Did he clock you? Sure.

Dropped me like a pro.

What have you got on him, Jackie?

Well, Maclean moved into this flat in
Gartnest six months ago, gets a

centre job, joins the Defence League.

But before that, Mr Nobody.

So what's the motive?

Look at this new development.

A thousand million quid's worth.

He's in the middle of it, along with his
Defence League pals.

I want every one of them that was at
that meeting re -interviewed. Someone

something about this shooting.

Talking of which... Still no target
point, sir.

But that's the least of it. The bullet.

Yeah? Well, they've done a micro -linear
scan, a comparative trajectory

analysis. The whole bit. And?

They wouldn't give me the file.

Excuse me?

Refused access.

I'm going to do someone damage here.

I was referred to DCI Burke.

And who the hell's DCI Burke?

I am.

Mike, can we have a word, please?

I'm replacing you as senior
investigating officer.

OK.

OK, so, er, what's the punchline?

I had been alerted that there was a
potential problem.

The only problem here is a 20 -year -old
boy in a mortuary. Disquiet has been

expressed at your relationship with
Malcolm Innes. I don't have a

with Malcolm Innes! There's a history
between you and Innes which could

you acting in a balanced manner while
pursuing your inquiries.

Innes has shafted me.

Hasn't he?

This is a bloody outrage!

Listen, Mike... Counsellors are choosing
the investigating officers now, is that

it? Listen, I'm really sorry for your
troubles, folks.

I'm not going to give you a hard time,
Mike. You're welcome to stay on board.

Now, I want the entire team together at
13 .30 for a full briefing.

DC Fraser.

Yes, sir.

Ballistics reporter.

Do your tie -up, sir.

I've got nothing against shitlifters,
but I hate sloppy dressers.

And everything, repeat, everything,
is... ..is up for reassessment.

Now, I'm not closing any doors here, but
let's just cool any thoughts of

conspiracies or political intrigues out
of our minds. Yeah, but this is Guy

McLean. Yeah, I've read his file.
McLean's thought to help the agent and

themselves to baby seals.

Well, he argued with Johnny Innes. His
car was seen outside the tenement. If

somebody wanted Johnny Innes taken out,
it wasn't some tree -hugging muesli

muncher with a sniper's rifle. I want
the names of all his friends, lovers,

enemies, pushers and pullers. And his
father?

I'll deal with him.

Now, I see you've taken 30 statements
for the meeting.

Yeah. According to the janitor's
statement, he set out 31 chairs, all

The janitor?

No, I think we've got everyone.

Oh, you think?

Well, I think you should check.

If this looks like anything, it's a
professional drug set.

He wasn't into drugs. Says who?

This flatmate?

Find out. Stuart, I want that trigger
point found by yesterday.

Mike?

Thanks for... I like this, Mike.

You're wrong about McLean.

Well, this is maybe.

Now, the father, Malcolm Innes.

Go through his old files, see if
somebody might have had a grudge.

Files? It needs done.

Not unless you want to get a pair of
knee pads and help Fraser.

Get on with it, then.

Oh, to hell with this.

Edge has a cup of tea.

You know what you can do?

Right, listen to me.

The lot of you. Listen!

I never get rid of your gaffer.

If you want to kick my arse, feel free.

Public's OK, private's better. The door
is always open. But please, spare me the

petted lips, eh?

Can I get you a cup of tea?

What the hell's going on here, Michael?

Malcolm Innes got me taken off the case.

What did he do with you two?

You could say we clashed.

When he worked at the fiscal's office?

Aye. He made a file disappear there
once.

What was this?

A psychiatric report on a guy called
Liam Kennedy.

Kennedy killed his wife, pleaded
insanity.

The report agreed.

Ennis lost it.

Kennedy got life.

Kennedy blamed us both.

Where's Kennedy now?

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

Correction. I'm going to find out.

Listen, Michael, we're ready for walking
out in this lot altogether. Not in my

account. He's got us redoing house to
house, looking for secret girlfriends

while McLean walks off block three.
Look, give the guy a chance, eh?

Thank you.

All right, take your team, take the
other side of West Graham Street.

Sir, we've got a tag for the bullet.

7 .62 Lapua.

Never heard of it. They're using NATO
sniper rifles.

NATO? Aye, but wait, sir.

It's only got a range of 1 ,600 yards.

All right, son, you'd better get a spare
pair of knee pads. That's going to take

us halfway to Postle.

Sir.

There was a girlfriend.

Well, as I live and breathe.

She's married to a soldier?

He got admonished for breach right here
six weeks back.

Have we got a name?

Sergeant Elliot Blackwood, King's own
Scottish board person.

You still think it was a waste of time?

Right.

Yeah, hi, I'm Tracer Liam Kennedy.

He's doing light on the barrel.

Need a release tape.

Yes, good, I'll hold.

Mrs Blackwood?

Yes?

That's how we chat.

Yeah.

Are you still inside?

Good.

No, no, no, nothing else.

Cheer.

Yes, this is Michael.

Who's this?

It's Gina.

It's just, is it still you I should
speak to?

Uh, yeah, yeah, that's right.

I've got something for you.

And what is it?

I can't see. Look, I'll meet you at
George Square.

Listen, Gina.

Hello? Hello?

I thought Johnny's name in the paper. I
can't believe it.

When did you last see him?

Three weeks ago?

Please.

Please don't tell anyone. Please.

Anything you say will be in confidence,
Mrs. Blackwood.

Ah, and the checks and the post.

I promised my husband.

I told him it was over.

Where is he?

Pristina, Kosovo.

He's there with the NATO peacekeeping
force.

Check that.

You sure about that?

I don't know.

I'm not in the army, am I?

He came home early last time and that's
how he found out.

Please.

Please don't tell him.

Please.

Don't you worry about that, Mrs
Blackwood.

Has your team finished the search?

Let's get back and double check, okay?
Stuart!

Hello?

Still watching your back, mate.

Look, who is this?

Trust no one.

Who is it?

Hello? Michael.

Fine. Look, I don't want to waste any
time. I took this from the flat before

lot came.

Are you crazy?

I was scared.

I am scared.

I think it's got something to do with
why Johnny was killed.

CR? What does that mean?

Community resource. I don't know.

Anyway, it's got a load of security info
on the armadillo.

How did he get it?

He was emailed the code. Two minutes
later, he's dead.

Who sent it?

There's something else going on here,
isn't there, Sheena?

I mean, you don't get shot for accessing
a website, do you? All I know.

Honest. Why was Swindley McLean
following Johnny? All I know about

Johnny didn't trust him.

OK. How will I contact you?

I'm at a boyfriend's flat in Anderson.

Yeah.

Could that be a name?

Chris?

Well, thank you, Colonel, yes.

Yes, thank you very much. Bye.

Is that about Sergeant Blackwood? He's
been frying spam fritters in Pristina

the past five weeks.

What? He's a chef. That was his CEO.

He's watertight.

Sir, see this Finlay McLean? I've had a
look at his personnel file from the

community centre.

His referees, they don't exist.

Let him hear.

I mean, he seems to just have appeared.

He's either lying or... OK, leave it
with me. I think she's got a point. I

leave it with me, understood?

Now, both of you get on with the door to
the doors.

You turned up a girlfriend, you might
turn up something else.

All right, Stuart?

Look at this, sir.

We're 1 ,400 yards from the locust
right.

Straight line to the window. And this
guy dumps the phone.

1 ,400 yards.

You sure it's the right phone?

The last call was to Johnny Innes. It's
off at forensics.

Good.

Johnny's computer.

Who's looking at it?

Technical support unit, sir. Why?

I want to find out who sent him his last
email.

I thought you were meant to be hoovering
the father's files.

You do.

You got one of them for me?

Yes, sir.

Good work finding that phone. Thanks.

See, our few manager was on to me.

All right.

Mike's been digging around up there.

It's funny you knew where the computer
was.

Sorry. It's OK.

Let's go.

Sorry, I wouldn't...

Can I...

Yeah,

but he took the McLean file away from
me. He knows what you're doing. Oh, does

he? McLean's done a runner.

I mean, he could be anywhere.

Meanwhile, we're skilting about like
blue -eyed flies chapping doors.

What?

You have to keep this to yourselves,
right?

Oh, come on, Mike. Johnny Innes was on
to something.

To do with this and dirty old deal that
his father was brokering on the foundry

thing. Looks to me he's been shut up for
good.

By McLean? Or someone he worked for.

There's millions at stake here.

Millions. Well, if Burke won't let us
investigate McLean, he's either bent or

stupid. Look, let's go to Parliament.

She brought him in. She needs told,
Mike.

Told what?

I understand you've got a few comments
to make.

Yeah, boss. We all think you should be
going for McLean.

Is that the general view?

Stuart, what's your take on all this?

I think that's a matter for your
judgement, sir.

Mike?

I'll be guided by you, boss.

Well, as far as I know, the Strathclyde
Police Force does not operate as a

democracy.

Anybody who doesn't like that, I suggest
they take it up with my senior officer

on number 4653.

Well done, Stuart.

Oh, listen, Jackie. Michael Jardman
would walk over glass for you.

Burke's doing a good job here.

Yeah, he's done a good job on you.

Do you see Fraser?

Sorry, can you repeat that?

Sir, TSU did a search on Johnny Innes's
hard disk.

The last person to email with that
access code was a friend.

A very good shooter. I'll write that
down.

They unencrypted it.

It was a pseudonym.

Finlay MacLean.

Does Burton know about this?

Not yet.

No. Where is he?

Out.

When's he expected then?

Dunno.

You tell him that Detective Chief
Inspector Jardine was looking for him.

Right.

It's the third time you've cleaned out
there.

I've a fetish for clean steps.

I'll be coming back here till I get him.

Understood?

Okay. Keep me posted.

Bye.

Wow.

Wow what?

Forensics found a trace of DNA in the
phone.

Yeah? How? They got it off the condensed
breath in the speaker.

Wow. You got a match for it? They're
working on it.

Well done.

No, no.

That's not going to happen.

Don't ask me to do that.

I've done the best that I can.

You understand?

Can't believe it.

I saw them.

Plane of the day.

What, Nick?

Well, I'm going to the executive
corridor.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Michael.

I've spent my entire career waiting.

And look what it's got me.

Pushing files.

Get something concrete on him, then
move.

I'll see you.

Do you see how jarred I've been?

Oh, yeah.

He'll be with you in a minute. Take a
seat.

Thanks.

I've been over it, but frankly... Either
the boy was killed because of his own

political activity or... Excuse me.

Excuse me.

And what about McLean, eh?

And the fact that you have consistently
blocked my team's efforts to investigate

him. And while you're at it, why don't
you tell the man here what you were

at 2 .30 this afternoon?

He was arranging a new drop location for
me.

Ever considered a career change, Mike?

You let me walk right into the middle of
it and you never told me. You were told

to ignore me. Just what the hell are you
doing undercover, eh? I safeguard

millions in investment and 6 ,000 jobs.

Under threat from a bunch of anarchists
in a tournament. One of whom is now

dead. Exactly my point.

Well, you two are running around playing
spies. A boy get killed. Hey, stop the

car.

Get out.

Is he talking to me? I said get out the
car.

I'm risking my life here.

The guy I was shadowing's just been
murdered.

No, with a bunch of crusties you've been
following. You couldn't even work out

who I was.

What makes you the certain expert in
them?

Now, only two people knew my identity in
my cover story. Me and him.

Now it's up to six and counting.

Yeah, well, you should have trusted me.
Oh, yeah?

What the hell was this?

You were following me?

Well, we're following her.

You're a good cop, Mike.

Oh, why the hell didn't you just stay
with those files like you were bloody

asked? Now, I'll have you five days
until this contract's signed. Then I'm

of here.

Next time, don't come looking for me.

If you blow my cover, I'll be looking
for you.

So what did she give you?

I reckon the boy planned to shut down
the armadillo on the day of the

announcement. I think it's short for
that.

No, I don't buy it.

Neither did I.

Anything else on this disc?

There's some stuff here about the site.

Used to be Morrison's foundry.

Malcolm Innes has been trying to
redevelop it for years.

Right in the middle of his conception.

CR.

What's CR?

No idea.

And that's the only copy?

Yeah.

Where are you taking it? To McLean.

You talk to a witness without reporting
it, hide a piece of evidence, then

accuse a senior officer of corruption.
What the... What the hell do you expect

me to do with you?

You've had a tough week. Someone needs
to look at Ennis. I'm sure he's at the

bottom of all this. It's being dealt
with.

Go home.

Get some rest.

Finlay Maclean is not, repeat, not a
suspect in this murder inquiry.

It's either but the boy himself or his
father.

I want Malcolm in his watch 24 -7.

Jackie. Yeah, yeah.

Host to host.

You've got to know it.

That's me done, Finlay.

You want to lock up?

Aye, aye.

Night.

Leave a message and I'll get back to
you.

Listen, it's your brother here.

I don't see our means near this file.

It's dynamite, brother.

I'll see you at Mother's place.

Alex? He's still there.

Can I help you?

I hope so.

You were at the meeting.

That's right.

I need some advice. Oh, I'm sorry, we're
shut.

Can you come back tomorrow?

I'm afraid not.

No, we don't know who killed his son.

I want a cop on him, three ships, and
don't worry about overtime.

Yeah. Yeah, that's fantastic.

Thanks, bye.

Yeah. I thought you won the bonus ball.
We've got a match in the DNA sample from

the mobile phone.

But he must be there. He's never been
home.

No, he's no in yet.

Is it important?

No, you stay where you are. I'm coming
over.

What, later on? No, right now.

Sir. I'm busy. I've got a name for the
main player.

Liam Aloysius Kennedy.

40 years of age.

Ex -soldier. Did 15 years for killing
his wife.

But wait for it.

Trained army sniper.

What is he now?

Prison service said Bar Linney.

But he got out in training for release
two months ago.

Bloody fools.

He's disappeared.

Wait a minute.

I know this guy.

His son died of drugs while he was
inside.

His son?

Right, Robbie, go on to CRO. Anything
they've got on this Kennedy.

Jackie, start from his day of release,
work forward.

Saturation. I want this guy hoovered up.

Stuart, pull his file. I can't, sir.

This takes precedence over everything.

No, I mean it's not there.

It was signed out.

To Mike Jardine.

He's bloody card for this.

Investigating officer, Detective
Constable Michael Jarden, Deputy

me see that.

Deputy Fiscal Malcolm Innes.

He pleaded mitigation and some... some
file got lost.

Yeah, Michael told me about it.

Said that Kennedy had blamed him and
Innes for it. Wait a minute, wait a

Long, full of grey hair, five feet
thick.

So? The missing man in the meeting with
a description from the janitor. Long

silver grey hair and about 5 '6". He
could still be after Michael and Innes.

You run to Michael's flat pronto.

You and me go and get Innes. Come on.
Robbie, where is he?

He's at the city chamber. He's holding a
surgery.

We've got a PC on him. You think that's
enough?

This guy can kill for half a mile away.

Hello. I've been expecting you.

Hello?

What are you doing here?

So, what seems to be the problem, Mr...
The name's Dawson, Bill Dawson. I'm here

to make a complaint about the police.

This guy Kennedy is gunning for you,
isn't he?

They told me he was still in jail.

God, the release date's wrong.

Look, Burke thinks you pulled that file
and then suppressed it.

And why would I want to do that, eh? He
thinks you've got something to hide,

sir.

Right, you're coming with me.

Sorry, Mike. You're not going anywhere.

What?

You want your warning card?

If it's bended, mate.

They never even cooked prints. Nothing
was stolen. That's besides the point.

What the hell is going on here?

It's, uh, it's clear, sir.

Just a security check. It's nothing to
worry about.

As soon as you've finished in here.

We need to talk.

Mr. D .C. I want you to call. Urgent
assistance required.

Armed suspect of Dan Blue Cavalier
heading into England Street.

Sir, Jackie's called in my code 21.

Mike, it's a 2 -1. Stay here. It's a 2
-1! I said stay here!

heading south, repeat, south towards the
river.

Where are you going? This will bring us
out at the riverside.

There he is.

Point to Charlie Delta 3.

Suspect heading into the old granary is
South Street. Follow me in.

How was the PM? As pleasant as ever.

Get your feet off that table.

So, what's the upshot from the quack?

Death by multiple trauma. No positive ID
yet. Forensic odontologist looking at

his teeth.

What's Dennis saying?

Oh, he's accusing us of putting his life
in danger.

Heads are to roll, aren't they?

That's his knighthood gone west, then.

Mike's here.

Kennedy was as guilty as sin.

He shot his wife and pleaded insanity.

That failed when the psychiatric report
went missing.

Says here you lost it.

Ennis says I lost it.

Did you know Kennedy's son died of drugs
while he was in jail?

No, I didn't.

He blamed you and Ennis.

Well, it's part of the job, isn't it?

Still, in those days I was lucky.

My gaffer supported me.

Don't you accuse me of this.

You sat in that report for three days
while we ran around chasing our asses

Govan to Greenock. I didn't sit on it. I
discarded it.

You told me he was still in jail. Well,
you should have double -checked. You

shouldn't have shoved me down some
bloody broom cupboard looking at old

should you? How did he stop you charging
with your size 10s looking for Finn

McLean, did it?

McLean can look after himself.

How can he?

He's disappeared.

You're blaming me for that too?

No, I'm blaming me.

a zip disc and it's gone too.

What the hell was on that thing?

I was blabbing the phone, sir. Dental
records have come through.

Positive ID on Kennedy.

Right.

Briefing. Now. All of you.

I thought I was suspended.

I've suspended it.

Finley McLean is one of ours.

For the past six months, he's been
working undercover, infiltrating the

protesters to stop them discovering this
development.

Oh, well, it's good to talk, eh? Just
leave it, Robbie. Last night, he

disappeared from the community centre
along with a zip disc.

Listen to this.

I've come behind her. You're just not
getting it. Aye, you're too bloody right

there is.

Are you sure Sheena Bailey told you
everything that was on that disc?

No. No, I'm not.

She said that Johnny was going to shut
down the Armadillo, spoil the press

lunch. So where is she now?

She came down Waterloo Street.

Lost her about there.

Had a flat, definitely.

Boyfriend's flat in Andam.

Can I speak to Sheena?

Wrong number, pal.

Yeah? Hello, can I speak to Sheena,
please?

Is that the pizza?

Is Sheena there?

Who wants to know?

Police! Open up!

Look, Sheena's not here. Now, you're not
getting out.

Yeah, Sheena, it's Michael Jardine here.
We need to talk. I've been caught.

Saw your picture in the papers. Just get
Sheena, right? It's OK, Tom, let them

in.

We need your help.

I thought this was all finished.

Finlay Maclean's disappeared, along with
that zip disc.

We think he found out what Johnny was
working on. Look, if you haven't got a

warrant, you can get out. There's a
man's life at stake here. Tell them

Listen, I'll level with you, Sheena.

Finlay was a cop.

What? He found something on that desk.

Oh, no.

I told you not to give them anything.
Will you shut up?

All right, Matt.

I'll deal with her.

Sheena.

Please.

What was Johnny working on?

Some scam that his dad was involved in.

He said folk would go down.

The whole deal would collapse. We'd win.

His dad?

Okay, let's cut to the chase here.

Where's the copy?

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

Sheena, did you make a copy?

Look, Sheena, McLean disappeared, and we
really need to know what was on that

disc.

So please, did you make a copy?

I'm sorry.

I was upset.

So what now?

You go home, I'll find McLean.

Well, that's it, is it? Mike, don't push
it. Please.

You've got a lot of ground to make up.

Well? There's nothing I can see that
links any to this.

If Michael was here... If McLean made
sense of it, so can we.

Sorry, I didn't mean to stop you. I was
just finishing up. Are you the new

guard?

Eh, yeah, that's right.

Well, make yourself at home. Make a pot
of tea if you like.

Great, thanks.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Security check.

Malcolm. Malcolm, we've got a visitor.

I was looking for Finlay Maclean. Well,
he's not bloody here.

Can we talk alone?

Anything you've got to say, you can say
in front of Penny.

OK.

What do you know about chromium?

Chromium.

CR.

It's a by -product of steelmaking.

It forms poisonous residues that can
last over 100 years.

Well, very interesting.

Any chromium in the foundry site?

I think you'll find that site's been
completely cleared for industrial use.

Yeah, I read that report. You wrote it.

Oh, did I?

Is that what Johnny found out?

You're deranged. No.

No, anything but.

I'm on to you, Innes.

And I'm going to get you.

Michael Jarvin, ma 'am.

I've got a hot date tonight.

Where are the statements?

And the warrant?

Oh, come on, Angie, give us a break.

Who am I going to get a JP at this time
of night?

You'll get me hung.

What ones is it?

These. Regular payments, 5k.

Right, let's see.

OK, there we go.

Now... Oh, there we are, Morrisons.

Morrisons, the foundry people.

Got their paying big wages.

What do you have to do for 60 ,000 a
year?

Aye, goodnight, Michael.

Look, Jackie, it's Michael here.

We need to meet.

I've got the goods on in us. So phone
me, now.

Jackie? No, it's Sheena here, Michael.

I need your help. Sheena, it's late.

I can't wait.

Please.

Same place.

Yep. How are you, Mike?

It's nearly time.

Who is this?

Listen, I'm not in the mood for games,
pal. There's no game.

She'll be in place to 11, under the
railway bridge.

Hello?

Hello?

One, two, three.

Tina?

Tina?

Move!

I had my tale of it.

If my client finds something here, it's
more than I can.

I've got to go.

What?

Where? To Michael's.

What'll I tell him?

Just tell him it's women's troubles.

I always shut them up.

This had better be good.

Well?

Well, what?

The mirror's smashed. The door's wide
open.

So you went on a bender?

Oh, listen to yourself.

He's been under a hell of a pressure,
Jackie. I mean, when I got bended, I

out and got steaming.

Yeah, I know you did yell out, but
Michael didn't drink.

Everyone drinks if they've got a good
enough reason.

So phone me, now.

You don't even know Mike's missing?

Mike's a good cop, Val. We trust his
judgement.

He's got something on Innes. Innes is a
politician.

Are you really saying he's abducted two
policemen? Frankly, no, but he knows

more about this than he's letting on.
Let us bring him in. No. Val, if we

don't... No!

We don't have enough.

But you can go and see him at his place.

So, what is it this time?

I told Jordan last night... Michael was
here?

Yes.

If he was.

I suppose you'd better come in.

I haven't the slightest idea where he
is.

When he left here, he was a bit... He
was a bit irrational.

Had he been drinking?

Well, possibly.

It would certainly explain his
behaviour.

What did you talk about?

Do you people never talk to each other?

You see me be forgetting that I'm a
victim here.

Please.

If you must know, he was looking for Mr
Maclean.

I told him I couldn't help him.

Is that it?

Yes.

Now, if that's all... You wouldn't have
a wee peppermint sweetie on you, would

you, Mr Innes?

Sorry. Terrible indigestion.

I get it every time somebody tries to
feed me bullshit.

That's it.

Out.

I thought you said Mike was TT.

Yes. But why did you ask if he'd been
drinking?

I just got a call from line bank.

Downriver.

What? Stuart, what is it?

Are there any signs before any clues
that might have...

Might what?

Depression.

Like a history in the family.

You seen he killed himself?

That looks awful like it, Jackie.

The empty whiskey bottle in the flat.

Yeah, we should have told you about
that.

Well, maybe you just didn't know him as
well as you thought.

I couldn't let today go unmarked. I know
we're all feeling hellish about what

happened to Mike.

It just goes to show that sometimes the
pressure we put each other under can

become too hard to bear.

We owe it to Mike's memory to find
Finlay McLean.

I'm very, very sorry.

One more thing.

An official complaint has been lodged by
Councillor Innes.

We must remember the man has lost a son.

On no account does any officer approach
him without written permission from me.

That's all.

OK, listen up, folks.

We're going public on Finlay's
disappearance.

TV, radio, the lot.

It's only four squads of three to answer
the phone. So that's it?

We're just carrying on?

Nobody feels good about this, Jackie.

But we've still got a job to do.

Read.

Where?

Yep.

I'll be right there.

They're very close to it.

Do you hear me?

I want nothing to connect me with this.

Nothing.

Sorry. Politics.

That's the letter to the police. Need
signed.

Are you hiding something from me,
Malcolm?

No.

Penny.

I need you.

I need you more than I've ever needed
anyone then don't ever ever lie to

me trust me

Seen the guy writing up.

Looked at him down.

Walked up and down here about half a
dozen times.

Kept looking at the river.

Is this him?

No. No, no, him, another guy.

Sorry? It was another bloke I seen.

What did he look like?

Oh, kind of wee.

Bit nervous looking. Talked on his
mobile phone a lot.

What age was he?

Late forties. Grey hair.

Long grey hair?

Hi.

Thanks.

And?

He was at the bridge ten minutes before
Michael last night.

He was casing the place.

Am I missing something here?

He looks like Kennedy.

Kennedy?

Kennedy's dead, Jackie. Forget about
him. We've got to find McLean. No go

hunting, go.

I know you're upset, sweetheart. Don't.

Don't patronise me.

Look, I'm sorry Mike cracked up. To tell
you the truth, I'm pretty bloody close

to it myself.

Why don't you come back here when you're
thinking straight?

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, indeed, sir, yes.

A great, a great, great loss to the
force.

Aha.

Support on the security video.

You'll see.

It's our first fort.

No. It's coming up.

Now.

What's going on in here?

Homework.

Don't stay too late, the Perry.

There's 150 calls to follow up tomorrow.

Again.

What's that just before the collision?

There? No.

No, go back. Before it hit the wall?

Drop.

There.

A flame?

Before the crash.

Like it was pre -rigged somehow.

But why?

Has anyone cleared Michael Dirk yet?

Gartness?

Robbie? Uh -huh.

McLean's address.

Thackville Avenue, Gartneth. Somebody
else live in Gartneth?

The dentist?

Who identified Kennedy's body?

Twenty years of being here, I've paid my
taxes, and the first time he asked for

help, I got absolutely... Mr. Dawson,
please, we just want to see where the

breaking was.

There.

This is where the damage was caused.
I've already spoken to the other officer

about this.

Uh -huh. And your files?

There.

And you had Kennedy's dental records?

Yes, he was a new patient.

Tell me, do you have a Mr Finley Maclean
in your books?

Do you think he killed Maclean before
the crash?

I don't know, but the signs are he did
keep him prisoner here.

Why Maclean?

Kennedy needed a double.

Maclean fitted the bill.

Kennedy spotted him at the centre.

You see, he was a bit of a loner.

Registered with the same dentist so that
he could spot the records.

He kidnapped McLean, put him in a car
and somehow made him drive out. Oh, no.

Well, the car crashed. You can't plan
for that.

He rigged it with petrol, sir.

We saw it in the video.

Snap.

Gone in three seconds.

He never kept them here.

Sorry, can you, uh... Can you just give
me a minute?

I'm sorry I doubted you, Jackie.

Let's go.

We're going to find that bastard Kennedy
and we're going to nail his feet to the

floor.

A very sad time for you, Mr Innes.

Can we speak?

Why can't you people just leave him
alone?

No, it's okay, Benny.

You go to the car.

Yeah. I'll be there in a minute.

The point is, Kennedy is still out there
gunning for you. He could be targeting

us right now.

I'm sure you and your colleagues will do
your best to protect me,

Superintendent.

But I won't hide.

All we're asking is that you stay out of
the public eye.

Postpone the press conference, at least.

Have you any idea how many jobs depend
on this announcement?

Thousands.

It goes ahead.

You do your job and I'll do mine.

Ah, hang on. I forgot to tell Innes
about the security rope.

Mr Innes?

I just want to say that I know Mike
Jarden had the drop in you.

And when I find out what it was, you'd
better look out.

I look forward to protecting you.

Stuart, Michael's phone.

What about it? Who called him last?

I was told to leave it to technical
support.

Yeah, do me a favour, will you?

Find out.

Pre -security cameras are twin
-circuited with the exterior, so you get

-circular vision. Very good.

So what about security arrangements in
the auditory?

Same as the backstage area.

We'll have a man on each entrance and
exit on all three levels.

What's that?

Who's that woman?

You've got some talking to do, Mrs.
Black.

Johnny told me he loved me.

All the time, all he wanted was the
security codes.

So you emailed them to him?

He even set up the account for me.

I had to call myself Finley McLean.

He seemed to think that was funny.

Nobody's laughing now, Marina.

I only sent him the codes.

Am I in any trouble?

That's great. Thanks.

CR.

Chromium.

The deadly poison.

The whole site's riddled with it. And
they've covered it up.

I reckon Innes was paid by Morrison's
foundry to rush through the planning. He

made sure the report was suppressed.

And that's what Mike found out? Yeah.

So what do we do?

For the moment, nothing.

What? Jackie, we still don't know if
that's why he went onto the bridge that

night. We do now.

I've got that number for you.

Leaves are lonely.

They're great.

He just shoved it the way in.

He held it under my head and made me a
phone mic.

Look, he did this.

He stole my phone. The guy's crazy. He's
capable of anything.

Look, Gina.

He's not coming back.

I promise you.

Is Michael OK?

This guy's into publicity.

If he's going to make a move, it'll be
here.

Robbie, the crucial time is going to be
getting Innes in and out of the

building. Once Rear's inside, we'll have
it filled up.

We've got marksmen covering the front,
side and the rear.

If Kennedy's so much as sleazy as we'll
know about it. He's going to get shot,

isn't he?

Kennedy.

He's going to get taken out. The man's
killed three times already, Jackie. You

want to let him kill again? We need him
alive.

We need him.

If Kennedy dies, we'll never know what
happened to Michael.

Saving lives is more important than
saving Mike's reputation.

Kennedy lured him to the bridge.

Michael was no suicide.

We get this conference over with, then
we'll see.

We've got Innes by the short and curly
fear.

We can force them to help us take
Kennedy alive. Jackie, just leave it.

No, to hell with a lot of you.

Sir, you better take this.

Yes.

If I know what.

Jackie.

We need to talk.

Subject at rear door now.

Subject arrived safely. Repeat, subject
arrived safely.

If you don't mind, there's something we
want to discuss with you first.

Jackie.

What is it now?

The man who's after you killed two of
our colleagues.

And my son.

Are you forgetting that?

No.

That's why we're offering you a chance
to redeem yourself.

I have no need for redemption.

We want you to help us catch Kennedy
alive.

We need to talk to him. And I'm the bait
in the trap.

Well, you're safe until you leave here.

After that.

Oh, no, I don't think so. We know about
the poison chromium in the site.

I think you'll find an independent audit
cleared it.

Then what about the payments from
Morrison?

My late wife did a bit of consultancy
work for them at the leave.

Now, I'm going to do you two a favour.

I'm not going to mention this, but if I
hear one more word about it, your

careers will face a dead end.

And I can do that.

Believe me.

Who saw this?

More bloody politicians?

Aye, one too many.

OK, hands up.

OK, clear. Cheers. Thanks a lot. See you
later, guys.

See you later.

Ladies and gentlemen, on a day like
today, it gives me great satisfaction.

It's a great joy.

Ladies and gentlemen, it's a privilege,
a privilege and an honour to be here

today in our great city to unveil this
wonderful development.

Air conditioning maintenance up to check
inside.

Yep.

Where's Innes?

Where is he?

Did you kill Michael Jordan?

Where's Innes?

Tell me.

And I'll give you Innes.

What happened to Michael?

He fitted me up.

And he paid for it.

No.

Innes fitted you up.

Michael was innocent.

My son was innocent.

But he died in the gutter while I was
caged in solitary.

Did you kill Michael?

Yeah.

I threw him in the glade.

Now, where is Innes?

Level three.

I'll see you.

Put the gun down, Leo.

It's over.

I need him to die.

Go and fight with me.

I'm not obliged to say anything, but
anything you do say will be noted and

be used as evidence.

What the hell is going on here?

You told me the truth about Michael.

So you used me.

I could have been killed, you my bitch!

I don't think so.

We found the gun three hours ago.

That's the firing pin.

You're finished.

Both of you.

No, Malcolm.

You are.

Michael Jarden died as he had lived.

A brave and honest man.

He was the best friend I ever had.

And the worst boss.

I remember he said once that management
was the art of finding the five people

who hated you and keeping them from the
five who were undecided.

Michael would have a difficult job
finding the first five.

Because he leaves behind him hundreds of
friends.

And any enemies he had, well, they
deserved it.

I'll miss him more than I can say.

The world seems...

Just that wee bit darker somehow.

So Michael, wherever you are now, above
or below,

we loved you.

I loved you.

in her hands and clear.