All language subtitles for Taggart s20e05 Mind Over Matter

An identified young female.

Young enough for the swings.

I've spoken to the pathologist.

She suffered a massive blow to the side
of the head.

Heavy implement cracked her skull wide
open. We think it was this.

When did she die?

She's as stiff as a board.

Last night sometime.

There's also quite a lot of abrasions.

From a struggle?

Or from being tied to the swing.

My guess is after death, but before
rigor mortis set in.

More than tied.

Guilted.

No blood anywhere.

Last night's rain washed the place
clean, I'm afraid.

Any evidence of sexual assault?

Not immediately obvious, no.

Sir!

Look at this!

That's weird.

Credit card.

Health club.

Matriculation card.

Amy Penn.

Date of birth.

4th of August, 1993.

Second year student.

Medicine at Glasgow University.

We got an address?

Eh, 8 Lothorn Gardens, G42, Southside.

All right, Jackie, we'll go and tell the
parents.

You two coordinate the fingertip search
and get up the uni.

There were a pal who didn't like her.

What was she into?

Thank you.

So, have you found Amy?

Sorry? I telephoned.

Twice.

Last night.

Phoned who, Mr Penn?

You, the police.

I'm sorry, before we go on, I'm afraid
we have some bad news.

I'm very sorry, but Amy's dead.

I telephoned.

Eleven o 'clock last night.

To report Amy missing.

She was always home by ten.

What happened?

I telephoned again at midnight.

Unfortunately, Mr Penn, there's not a
lot we can do about a 21 -year -old

coming home late.

She didn't come home late.

Where is she?

She was found at Kelvin Grove Park.

Amy was never out after ten.

Only once she told us where she was
going and what time she'd be back.

And on those vacations, where did she
go? She stayed on late in the reading

sometimes.

Amy wasn't one for going out in the
town. She was very focused on her

And was she an obedient girl?

We have rules in this house, yes.

Amy respected them.

I don't understand.

What happened?

Amy was murdered, Mrs Penn.

Can't believe it. Amy Penn.

Was Amy having any problems at Union?

Everyone has difficulties.

No, nothing of concern.

How did she get along socially?

Amy was sweet.

She could get a little emotional from
time to time, but no more than most.

Popular? I think so.

Never got the impression she was one for
pubs or discos.

But she got on well enough with her
fellow students.

And with her tutor?

Highly thought of.

No special relationship.

Second year's big and we haven't had
time yet to really get to know them all.

Anyone not like her?

As I say, she was a pleasant, open girl.

Is there any particular friend who might
help us?

She often sat with Victoria Andrews. In
fact, you'll probably find her in the

library just now.

Thanks.

I took that photograph.

She looked very happy.

She's a happy girl.

Lots of friends, I'd imagine.

Everybody liked her.

Is her dad quite strict?

More than her father ought to be.

Not that it did her any good.

Those are her books there. Why?

Did she not come back for them?

No, she often leaves them here.

Has something happened?

Yeah, I'm afraid so, Vicky.

So, the two of you were in here
yesterday afternoon.

Till what time?

We went for a coffee in the union at
about five o 'clock.

Has she been in an accident?

Vicky,

Amy's dead.

She can't be.

After your coffee, what did you do then?

Came back here at about seven.

Amy wanted to go for a walk.

I thought she'd come back here. I
thought she might have had a headache or

something. Could she have met someone?

I don't know.

Unless she knew this guy.

Boyfriend?

Don't think so.

but they met quite regularly.

He was a modern languages student, I
think.

They were here yesterday lunchtime.

Yesterday?

Do you know his name?

Donnie.

White, I think. She never introduced us.

Why not?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Did you go out looking for Amy last
night, Mr Penn?

Of course.

What time?

Half past ten.

Till when?

All night.

Came back here twice.

To telephone.

I'm sorry to be asking questions at a
time like this.

But if there's anything else you can
think of... We'll let you know.

Got issues?

You think they're hiding something?

Well, what 21 -year -old has to win by
10 o 'clock?

Can I come in?

Yeah, just in here.

Do you know Amy Penn, Donny?

Yeah, I know Amy.

Where from?

Around.

Around where? The uni?

Yeah.

Something up?

Usually is when the police come calling.

Tell me, how did Amy rate amongst this
lot?

I've never noticed.

Is she your girlfriend?

No. Did you see Amy yesterday?

No. A friend said you did.

Yesterday lunchtime.

She's mistaken.

Where were you last night?

Here, studying.

Anyone corroborate that?

You know, for a languages student,
you're short on words.

Someone will see me cutting about the
flat.

Why?

Amy's been killed.

How do you mean killed?

Murdered.

Have you any idea who might do that?

No.

You've got a lot of talking to do, mate.

Better brush up on your dates, times,
places.

Let's hope you've done your homework.

Well, obviously someone's trying to make
a point.

The park with some in the mouth.

It's been staged.

Definitely the murder weapon.

Rain's washed it clean so there are no
fingerprints.

But this nail here corresponds exactly
to the hole in Amy's temporal bone.

Weapon picked up at the scene.

So whoever killed her didn't come on.

A quarrel? Possibly. No evidence of
sexual assault.

Time of death?

Between 9 and 11.

Oh, and there's one more thing.

Take a look at these.

Could just be a wound from when she was
tied to the swing.

On her neck, left -hand side.

Inflicted post -mortem. Any idea what
with?

A knife of some sort.

Don't know yet.

Anything unusual in there that we're not
seeing? No.

Contents of any average handbag.

No wonder you can never find your keys.

Teddy bear.

She was 21.

I know, but her bedroom was filled with
curly toys. It's obviously her thing.

Any significance in the shape?

Semi -circle.

Or a crescent moon.

Sir, there wasn't a crescent moon last
night.

When was Amy last seen?

Seven -ish. Her pals were headed towards
town.

Alone? According to her, she'd been with
this guy, Donny White.

I've got a bad feeling about him.

He denied it when we spoke to him.

She was alone, though, yeah, when she
left the library.

So she went towards town, past the park,
dead by 11. That's four hours in

between. Yeah, well, according to Daddy,
she never went anywhere without letting

them know.

I'll tell you, that was the strangest
reaction to a family death I've ever

Yeah, but he's old school.

It's maybe just their way of coping.

All right, what about Amy herself?

Yeah, popular.

Everyone liked her. No apparent enemies.
Well, somebody did he like her.

Enough to tie her to a swing with her
thumb in her mouth.

See if you can find out about this Donny
White character.

I want to know why he lied to us and
where he was during those missing four

hours.

Nasty head wound.

Could have landed face down.

Drowned. And?

Weeks of drink.

Neil Jones, Faculty of Nursing, Western
Infirmary. Next of kin been informed?

His wife's been told.

Anybody see anything?

The landlord didn't notice anything
unusual.

He says he was doing the Times crossword
all night.

There's a new one.

Guy gets pissed, starts a fight, falls
in the Clyde.

He'll be the first to last to do that.

So, there's no further business?

See, Mark is on Amy Penn.

You're the mature student. This is last
year.

What happened to him?

We're still trying to establish that at
the moment. Is he OK?

Did he mention anything yesterday about
a night out?

No. Why?

Well, it's just that he'd had a bit to
drink, so we wondered... Are you sure

it's Neil?

He doesn't drink.

Tea total?

A recovering alcoholic.

Since when?

Five years now.

He fell off the wagon a couple of times
at first, but not for ages.

And he wouldn't start again. Not now.

Why not now?

His wife's pregnant. The first. I've
tried for ages.

Can you think of any reason why he'd be
near the Renfrew Ferry last night?

No. And he left yesterday afternoon just
as normal.

Stayed on half an hour late.

Wasn't he meeting someone?

Yeah, someone from AA or some group he
helps out with.

Donald.

Donnie. White.

Donnie White.

Thanks, folks.

You've been a great help.

Ward Police.

Different ones this time.

DCI Bart sends his apologies.

He was called away.

Mrs Penn.

Tell me, do you know a Neil Jones?

Jones. No.

What about Donny White?

Amy mentioned him.

Boyfriend? Amy didn't have boyfriends.

I wandered away from people like him.

Saw the place he wanted to take her to.

What places, Mr Penn?

Clubs.

Half -naked lassie, sick with a drink
outside.

How did you know where he was going to
take her?

I happened to see them... passing by.

Was Amy interested in religion, New Age
astrology?

Religion, yes. We're a church -going
family.

Astrology? Certainly not.

Why on earth do you ask that?

Well, Amy had a small mark on her neck.

What kind of mark?

Five years on the wagon.

Fair made up for lost time.

38 mils per litre.

Save us a fortune of formaline, he's
already pickled.

Could someone have got him drunk?

What forced him?

Stays off the course for five years,
then suddenly gets bloated.

Why?

The night after Amy Penn was murdered.

The actual cause of death was drowning,
but he was probably unconscious when he

hit the water.

From the head wound?

That and the copious amounts of alcohol.

So he was hit before he drowned?

Definitely. And the evidence would
suggest with a bottle.

And look at this.

Just like Amy Penn's. Not quite.

This was inflicted before he drowned.

The blood was still pumping.

So what is this?

Some kind of signature?

Possibly.

Well, whatever it is, it's a game
killer.

The cuts are speaking different ways,
but together they could form a circle.

Maybe our man's work is done.

I wouldn't like to bet on it.

Could Neil have killed Amy?

Is that what drove him back to the
bottom?

He's a bit on the side.

But now his wife's pregnant, he needs
rid of the girlfriend.

By braiding her with a fence post and
sticking her thumb in her mouth, I can

think of simpler ways.

So who killed Neil, then?

Could he have cut into his own neck?

You know, some kind of lover's pact that
goes wrong?

Gets drunk, gets into a fight.

Who with?

Boyfriend of Amy's?

Two victims, two nights in a row. Come
on, connections.

They were both studying medicine.

Both knew Donny White.

Robbie, get back up there, you need to
see what you can dig up on White.

Now, what about these marks?

What do they mean?

Anybody come across anything like this
before?

By the time they're in second year,
they've laid claim to a little piece of

territory. Donny White sits here.

And they're meant to put these away when
they're finished with them.

German grammar.

Yeah, that's Donny. He's doing German
and French.

Well, a man's foul.

Did you ever see Donny and Amy with each
other?

Now that you mention it, yeah, I've seen
them around together.

Why didn't you use the medicine faculty
library?

You can't get a space there. It's chalky
and too noisy.

Donny seems to have a keen interest in
amateur anatomy.

That's not part of the course.

You ever look through these books?

Help yourselves.

What an erotica.

Aye, fancy white mag.

It's a white... You're not trying to
avoid us, are you?

What?

This is harassment.

Where were you last night?

At my computer.

Two people you know have been murdered.

Two?

Neil Jones.

Tell us about him.

And don't think about it. I've never
heard of him.

We know you knew him. Who told you I
knew him?

You met him after his work yesterday.

Me? You.

Come on, lads. Cut to the chase.

What are you trying to fit me up for?

Oh, for God's sake.

You've got a terrible memory, Donny.

You also forget seeing Amy the day
before.

I can't remember exactly when I saw her.

Why should I?

Not for a couple of days, anyway.

Son, I don't have the patience for all
this bollocks.

You were with Amy Penn the day before
yesterday. We can prove it.

And you know Neil Jones, and now they're
both dead.

Pity it's not the law you're studying,
because you're going to need one hell of

a good defence.

I wasn't trying to protect myself, but
them.

Who? Amy, Neil, all of them.

It's supposed to be confidential.

Nobody wants their families to know.
What?

Know what?

The group.

Group?

We all attend a therapy group.

Therapy?

The Caldwell Clinic.

Dr Robin Caldwell. BNA MD.

What's that stand for? Brain not
activated.

Something tells me you're not a big
therapy fan, Robbie.

Ah, where we're getting through the day.

Ross, it's the only thing we have that
might link the murders.

OK, thanks.

Or squad car just go past.

Cut up shop for the night.

All right, we'll get on to the first
thing in the morning.

Tell them to throw away their
appointment books.

We're their clients from now on.

Still here.

Yeah, well, I thought I might as well
get no sleep here as in a comfy bed.

Something on your mind?

Jackie?

Yeah.

I thought I should tell you, sir.

I once went to therapy myself.

A while back.

Things at work were pretty... Listen,
you don't have to justify it to me.

Did you go through the police, Doctor?

You kidding?

Get labelled a girlie who couldn't
handle the job?

They'd have me on death's duty before I
could say Prozac.

Yeah, you got a point.

Didn't even tell the therapist I was one
of Glasgow's finest in case it got

back.

All right, I'll tell Robbie to ease off
on the wisecracks.

No, no, he can say what he likes.

The thing is, the guy I went to see was
Robin Caldwell.

The Caldwell Clinic.

Is where both our victims went?

I hope we can keep this brief,
Inspector.

Our clients don't like strangers in the
midst.

I'm afraid, Dr Caldwell, we're
conducting an investigation.

What can you tell us about Neil Jones?

Neil... Client confidentiality. You'd
have to ask Neil himself.

I'd love to, Doctor. Unfortunately, he's
dead.

This is a murder investigation.

Oh, my God.

How? Why did he come here?

Neil's a recovering alcoholic.

He... Lily.

Amy Penn.

She came here too.

They were both in the same group.

Could I have a lift, please, Doctor?

Everyone in that group.

I have a nice job and a fancy car, but
my mammy couldn't feel my heart.

I don't know.

I mean, like a friend of mine lost his
wife and his job in the same month. He

goes to the psychiatrist because he
feels depressed.

Now, the psychiatrist was the only
person to say, look, it's OK to feel

shit. No wife, no work.

Guy must have thought he'd want to
watch.

We run our groups from here.

We have daily therapy sessions.

Neil and Amy came in the afternoons.

I'd advise a little tact with these
people, if you can manage that.

I'll take a dry run with you.

Tuesday and Wednesday nights, where were
you?

Tuesday, Peter, my partner and I were at
home.

Wednesday, at a book reading.

In a book shop.

With your partner again?

Peter's no one for literature, but there
were plenty of people there. Should I

need an alibi?

We're going to have to take prints from
everyone here that knew the victims.

I'm sure you'd like to set a good
example and be the first.

Happy to oblige.

And what about you, Miss Simpkin?

I was here until the back of six.

Then I went home and dinner with my
mother.

First up, Mr Graham Tully.

Bears Den area.

Lives with his wife.

I have told you I am not having this
conversation.

Medical, I mean! You just do it, man!
Nothing!

No medical details. The client's
prerogative, apparently, is to send for

own file.

But refer to the clinic.

Goodbye. Do we have anything on him?

Greta Hughes, 38, married but living
alone.

Self -referral.

No mention of what's bugging her either.

Jenny Little, 36, room Hill area.

The only one to admit to her problem.

The reason.

We already know her friend, Mr. White.

To recap, student friend of Amy Penn,
last known person to see her alive.

Keen interest in erotic art.

This is hiding something more sinister.

Was he also the last person to see Neil
Jones alive?

So Caldwell recommended I join one of
the group?

Did you?

No. No, I didn't in the end.

I thought I could handle it.

It was when Michael Jordan was killed.

And I took over.

It wasn't exactly love at first sight,
was it?

So you tell Caldwell all this?

Changed the names to protect the
innocent.

I said I was a teacher.

That I had got on very well with the old
headmaster and... I wasn't massively

convinced about the new one.

Like I say, I got over it.

Good.

Sir, I've been thinking I should take
Caldwell's advice and join a group.

I thought there was something coming.

I don't think I'm going to like it.

Look, they don't know that I'm in the
police.

I go in there as an ordinary person.

Wait a minute, Jackie.

It could make all the difference.

I don't think so, Jackie.

Well, there's a group session in an
hour. It's too dangerous.

No, I can look after myself.

I'm not talking about you. I mean
entrapment.

Yes, but I'm on their file. They've been
a patient.

Yes, I've been to therapy once.

All right?

Give me one second, please.

Miss Reed.

I didn't expect to see you here. It's
been a while.

Yes. Yes, I know.

Unfortunately, things have been getting
a wee bit on top of me of late.

I was hoping I might be able to speak to
someone.

I understand. I'm afraid you've left a
little late. Now's not a good time.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I thought you said if I ever
needed any help... Apart from anything

else, after all this time, I'd need to
reassess you.

Make an appointment with my secretary
and...

You can see either me or Miss Simpkin.

Okay, but... If I could speak to
someone, I really would appreciate

it. I can't do it.

You have a session starting.

Look, you don't understand.

This has taken me months just to work up
to coming here.

Well, there is a group on just now.

You could maybe sit in.

I'm not this group. It's out of the
question.

Well, it might take people's minds off
what's happened.

You're taking the session.

It's your professional judgment.

Is she gone?

She's filling up the forms.

You'll let her in?

What else could I do?

Refer her on. Arrange a later
appointment.

I'll tell her.

Robin, she needs help now.

You can see that.

And we can't help her, not today.

So what? Turn her away?

If necessary.

There's more to medical ethics than
sentiment.

Please don't lecture me.

You left the decision up to me. I took
it.

Let's hope it was the right one.

Right, Jackie, before we go in, a few
background facts about this group.

I can't believe it.

Both of them... dead.

Who's she?

Have you made a decision?

I've given you my opinion.

Well, we've all thought about it, Lily,
but... we think we should carry on with

the sessions.

Oh, yeah.

As if I'd any choice.

I need the group more than ever.

Donny? Yeah, things just got more
interesting.

Safety in numbers.

That's the way we can keep an eye on
each other.

OK, everyone, this is Jackie.

Jackie, please take a seat.

She was referred to Dr Caldwell.

Seriously?

Does she know?

I brought her up to date on the
situation in the group, yes.

And you still want in?

You should be in stage, dear. Your
timing is perfect.

OK, let's introduce ourselves.

Jenny, would you like to start?

My husband died a while ago.

Never had children.

I get worried on my own.

That's it.

Greta? Not saying.

In front of her.

Well, that's your right, Greta.

Graham. Oh, there's nothing wrong with
me.

OK, OK.

I know we're all a wee bit upset today.

How about you, Donny?

Shyness.

Every woman within a mile of him feels
their skin crawl.

Greta's wit is much appreciated in the
group.

Jackie, why don't you tell us about
yourself?

A teacher.

Divorced.

I suppose I'm hung up on an old friend
who died unfairly.

You were lovers?

No.

But his death affected everything.

My marriage.

Work.

Coping with his replacement.

Time off.

I know how you feel, Jackie.

Okay, everyone, how do we eat an
elephant?

One bite at a time.

One small step at a time, Jackie.

That's the only way to reach your goal.

To feel complete.

Again.

You should have told her that Amy had a
therapist, Mrs Penn.

You should have told me.

She didn't want to worry you.

We did everything we could.

She was happy.

Maybe... we never let her grow up.

It's hard, isn't it?

The parent -child thing.

Communicating. We communicated very
well, thank you, officer.

Sometimes those closest to you are the
hardest to talk to.

Amy could talk to us about anything.

Unless you're not who your parents think
you are.

Maybe Amy felt that way.

Is that what you felt of her?

I told my parents something they didn't
want to hear.

I came out.

Of what?

I told them I was gay.

Oh.

I'm glad you got that off your chest,
Stuart.

It's no big deal.

I think maybe it is to them.

I just thought it might help them.

What? Tell me about your sexual history.

So thank you, everyone.

A tough day, but we helped each other
through it.

We achieved closure.

Thanks for letting me join the group.

It's just terrible about Annie and...
Amy and Neil.

It hasn't sunk in yet.

Aye.

Shem. You couldn't stand Amy.

I couldn't stand her constant whining.

And as for you, you were jealous here
because Donny Osmond there preferred

meat. If Neil was here, you wouldn't
speak to me like that.

Can we keep the noise down, please?

He really scares me.

Jenny.

Sorry, who really scares her?

Graham or Dr Coldwell? Pay no attention
to Greta. She'll say anything for

effect. Yeah, well, I'm not sure she
took to me.

Well, we've all got our problems here.

I can't get out of the house without
washing my hands ten times.

Yeah, well, with me, it's checking the
cooker.

Look, I... I don't really feel like
going home. I don't suppose you fancy a

coffee? Oh, snap decisions.

This is not my 40.

Oh, what the hell?

Let's live dangerously.

It's been great for me.

So the infighting doesn't worry you?

Do you know what Greta's problem is? She
never says.

Depression.

Maybe drink.

I think she's been in trouble with the
police a few times.

The theory is you have to face your
demons.

Well, I do that every day.

30 of them in a classroom.

Exactly how?

It depends on who's taking the session.

Caldwell, he's a bugger.

He pushes and pushes at us all, getting
us to face up to ourselves.

Lily's more patient, helping you become
a complete person.

Caldwell's probably got the better
success rate, if you survive it.

None of the group are crazy enough to...

Go round murdering someone early?

Do you know something?

Dr Caldwell won't hold me.

Oh, God!

I'm sorry.

I'm going to have to go.

I'm sorry.

Jenny. I'm sorry.

White. Arousal addict.

Men's sex maniac.

No, it's not quite the same thing,
actually.

Sold him off a lot of dangerous lies
just to cover it up.

Tully. Anger management.

Nutter. Court ordered him to take
therapy.

Greta Hughes.

Yeah, one troubled lady.

About what, I'm not sure.

She likes to be the centre of attention.

She's got nothing on record.

What about alibis?

Now, little.

Lives on her own.

White in his bed fit with his computer.

Jenny said something about Greta sharing
a house with someone and Tully, he's

got a wife.

Now, Jenny Little, you said, was going
to tell you something about Caldwell.

Yeah, I'm not sure about him.

He's a bit of a cold fish.

I wish I knew what she was going to tell
me.

I'll send a squad car round and have a
chat with her.

No. No, she's jumpy.

I'll speak to her in the morning.

I'll take a closer look at Tully and
White.

I think we should take a closer look at
the lot of them.

I want a warrant to Perch White's flat.

You and me are going to have a word with
Tully the other half.

Where's your husband now, Mrs Tully? He
just went out for a walk.

Will he be back soon?

I don't know.

How's he doing at the clinic?

Better.

Yes, better.

Why was he referred to this clinic?

He'd have to tell you that himself.

Did he ever go drinking with a Neil
Jones?

From the clinic.

No way Graham would drink with any of
them.

How does the therapy help, exactly?

He's supposed to write down what he
feels, rather than shouting it in folks'

faces. Does he?

No, he carries a notepad.

He does go for walks, though.

When he feels he can't cope, he's to get
out of the situation.

Is that what he's doing now?

And was he out walking on Tuesday or
Wednesday night?

He was here.

Both nights.

Both legs broken.

From being thrown in here.

And then died slowly and in agony.

By the bruising, I'd say she was
writhing around for some time.

Poison? Her clothes are soaked, strong
smell of bleach, whether that's what she

ingested or was poured on after.

Somebody made sure she wasn't going to
run away.

Neck wound?

Yeah. Much more defined shape this time.

Early gas, inflicted just after death.

So, I think you should look at this.

Why the hell did I stop you from picking
it up last night?

You want to know, Jackie.

It's Jenny's.

Get Gemma over here.

Amy Penn, Neil Jones and now Jenny
Liddle.

All members of the therapy group all
brutally murdered.

Now, let's get back to basics here.

Jackie.

Yeah, well, the neck wounds in the
clinic are still our only links.

Neck wounds could be some kind of
message.

Any remaining clients could be the next
victim.

Or the killer.

Exactly. So White, Tully and Hughes are
all in the frame.

Well, Donny White's alibi is non
-existent and I'm sure...

Tully's wife is lying. She seems
terrified of him.

And no -one really knows anything about
Greta Hughes.

So none of the alibis we've got so far
hold up 100 %?

Anything for your undercover stuff?

No, nothing as yet.

What about that warrant on White's flat?
Has that come through?

Yes, sir. Good.

You two go and see what you can come up
with there.

I'll take Greta Hughes and we'll look at
the therapist.

DCI Buck, Glasgow Central CID.

I'm looking for Miss Greta Hughes.

Come on up.

Take a seat.

Thank you.

We're conducting a murder investigation,
Miss Hughes.

Oh, no. Amy and Neil.

I'm afraid Miss Liddell's dead, too.

Can I ask where you were between 8pm and
midnight last night?

Oh, at the picture with...

Rita, my lodger.

What film did you see?

Breaking the Waves.

About eight -ish.

Didn't get back till late.

And Rita will verify that?

Oh, yes.

She's much more precise than me.

She's gone through to Edinburgh for the
day, though. She'll be back later this

afternoon.

Was it the same killer?

How awful.

When she gets back, will you ask her to
give me a call at the station, please?

Yes.

If I were you, I wouldn't go out in life
if absolutely necessary.

Believe me, I won't.

You don't mind sharing your home with a
stranger?

It's not a stranger. We're good pals.

It's cosy and she covers my mortgage
I've shared with Rita for years.