All language subtitles for Taggart s25e02 The Caring Game

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Here's Barasa.

Well, an excellent chance there, not
taken by Mikulinius. Good block.

Mikulinius got himself into a very, very
good position.

There's no rush, Robbie.

She's only been dead for a week.

What's that, a Dear John letter?

I thought you usually got chucked by
email these days.

Oh!

Kyla McMartin, aged 20.

The lady downstairs reported a bad
smell.

Ah, Robbie.

What are you looking so happy about?

All right.

You've got time and a half.

As luck would have it, you're just in
time.

Very pretty.

I doubt many of us will look our best in
the circumstances.

Cause of death?

Laceration wounds consistent with a
skull being cracked against the taps.

Only you don't think she slipped and
fell.

We'll know more when we get her on the
slab.

So it couldn't have been an accident?

Well, it could have, but I think this is
definitely one for you.

Bleach everywhere, all over the flat.

Kitchen, hallway, not just the bathroom.
Every surface meticulously scrubbed.

And there was bleach everywhere.

So maybe the killer thought they could
eradicate any traces of their DNA.

Time of death?

Last sighting was a week ago.

Magnus is confident she died soon after
that.

So we've got a young girl.

No sign of her breaking.

Why was she killed?

Fight with a boyfriend?

Friend? Yeah, maybe.

Would have been extra kin.

Well, nothing on the personal side, but
we have got a work address.

All right, we'll start there.

See if we can build up a picture of Miss
McMartin. Find out how she lived, find

out why she died.

Oh, it's hard to believe that a young
girl could lie dead like that for a

week.

Aye, well, not everyone's as popular as
you, Jackie.

That's rich coming from someone that's
just been chucked.

Thanks.

Sorry, you can't come in.

I'll work for you.

What number?

33.

Next door to Miss McMartin?

What's her name?

She's dead.

Mr... Wilson.

There'll be new neighbours then.

What's the next thing?

Kyla wouldn't want to fly.

How long had she worked here?

A couple of months.

She was new to the game. I took a punt
on her.

Jenny, will you get that for me?

So did your gamble pay off?

Was she good at her job?

No.

Kyla was too, um... self -contained.

You make her sound like one of your
flats.

What I mean is, she wasn't very
outgoing.

She didn't join in. Still, you kept her
on?

Felt sorry for her.

So after a week when she didn't turn up
for work, did you go round and see her?

I was the god I had now.

I get busy. What about family?

She has a fester.

I didn't really talk about her very
much, but I've got an address there.

Gillian McMartin, 44 Cutbank Road.

Don't think we're very close.

Hi, doll heart.

I take it you don't like him?

He's an estate agent.

What's there to like?

Hi. I love the day, I love the smile,
and that's just me. Sorry, mate, we're

busy. A brush off?

It's like an arrow to my heart.

Stop this, forgive me, soldiers.

I think she fancies me.

Who?

You still haven't said.

The letter you were throwing Groston,
what was from?

My ex.

See, it must be a wee bit like trick
candles for you.

Just when you think you've put one out,
the flame starts up again.

You didn't say girlfriend, Jackie.

This is my wife, Gabby.

Oh, that aches.

So you think someone killed her?

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

I can manage.

Did Kyla have any problems about enemies
that we should know about?

How do I know?

So you weren't close?

Only when it suited her.

That's her dad.

When Mum left, him and me brought Kyla
up.

I moved back.

Thought it'd only be a few years.

Then he got sick.

Oh, I'm sorry.

But you put asbestos in where he worked,
did you?

First chance Kylie took off.

To meet Mr Wright.

Tell me, does Kylie still have a room
here that I could look at?

Top of the dair.

And did she?

Meet someone?

Oh, aye.

Each one richer than the last.

So can you recall any names?

Elveth Presley?

Lord Lucan?

Kyla made it up.

Worst was, she believed all herself.

And she didn't come home very often?

What was there to come home to?

There were several blows to the rear of
the skull.

Four, to be precise.

And which one killed her?

The first, inflicted with a blunt
instrument.

And the other?

They were caused by her head being
forcibly struck against the bathtub.

But these secondary blows produced very
little bleeding, consistent with them

being inflicted post -mortem.

So a killer hits her, kills her, dumps
her in the bath and then cracks her head

to make it look like an accident.

Exactly.

But this was no accident.

Carla McMartin was definitely murdered.

It's me.

No, listen.

The cops are all over our flat.

No, stay put.

I'll come and see you as soon as it's
clear.

Yeah. Yeah, if you could send it
through, that'd be great, thanks.

Take it from the cheery faces, we've no
luck yet.

Ach, we're chasing our tails here.

Hardly anyone we've spoken to even
remember, Kyla.

All the time we're hanging around here,
we've still got no motive. Yeah, well, I

may have something.

Don't know how relevant it might be.

Right now, Jackie, anything's relevant.

Her bank statement.

It's just a bit odd.

You know, in the face of it, Kyla lived
like a pauper.

But there's a lot of money coming in and
a lot going out.

You know, through electrical stores and
stuff like that.

A couple of direct debits for charities.

Positive Progress Africa?

Yeah, that's one of them.

Can I take a look at that?

Sure. We had a couple of lads try and
tap it outside of work, didn't we,

Some sort of charity thing.

Well, let's use a bit of imagination.

Maybe they remember her. Go and talk to
them.

That's OK, Jackie. I'll pick that up.

Anything's better than driving a desk.

If there's any private calls from you,
just say I've not been around for a

while.

Robbie, I'll come with you.

You got anything, sir?

Not sure, sir.

If Kyla was buying all these gadgets,
where did they go?

We didn't find any.

And there's a direct debit here for a
mobile phone company. We didn't find

either. She was burgled. It's possible.

Maybe she surprised them.

Only one problem, sir.

No forced entry.

Kyla let her killer in. Not necessarily.

I've thought of that.

Sorry for asking.

Can you spare some change, mate? Sorry.

Have a good day.

Excuse me, have you got any spare
change?

Yeah. So I've got... What's your name?

Dean. Dean?

I'm Dean.

How you doing?

These private calls you're expecting?

They from anyone in particular?

Well, if I told you that, they wouldn't
be private, would they?

How is Gabby these days?

Is she still teaching?

She's gone with the job.

Excuse me, mate.

That work?

Great view.

Nice little wee balcony to enjoy it
from, too, eh?

I never go out.

Pity. Now, if it was me, I'd be up there
putting myself every chance I get.

I'm a slave to my tan, isn't that right?
Sure.

Look,

what's all this about?

What do you think it's about?

I do have a neighbour murdered every
other day.

Only it didn't seem to bother you, Mr
Wilson.

Look, if I don't care, it's because she
never did for anyone else. I've been

hearing you two didn't get on.

Why's that?

My colleague here's been doing a wee bit
of digging.

Your invalidity's been cut.

An anonymous tip -off.

Who did that?

Anonymous? You accused Miss McMartin.

We've got a witness.

I was upset.

You've got a temper.

Is that what you're telling me, Eddie?
No!

I mean that. DC Tracer also pulled your
record.

That's why it's all bleary -eyed.

You've got form for housebreaking.

Quite prolific, too.

And that's before we get to the coup de
grace. That was years ago.

I was on smack.

I was so wired, it was just a question
of who I hurt first.

Me or the father who caught you
ransacking his house.

You put him in hospital, didn't you?

That was then.

What's that got to do with us? Oh, join
the dots, Eddie.

I'll be looking at your balcony.

It's barely a short hop from yours to
hers.

You're crazy.

I was an addict.

You see who's left me?

I've got nerve damage.

Paranoia. That's why I am reformed. But
not cured.

Isn't that what they say?

The question is, if you have relapsed,
what do you do to feed your habit?

You might remember her. She worked at
the estate agents.

It doesn't ring any bells.

I see so many faces, it just becomes a
bluff.

What about you?

May have seen her.

With anyone?

Can't be sure, sorry.

I wish I could.

Shall we sign up for one of your
charities?

It's possible.

You ever work for Positive Progress
Africa?

No, never.

Do you know anyone that might have done?

Nobody.

All we do is stand in the rain, annoy
people and get food passed.

A few more weeks and we qualify to be a
traffic warden.

Aye, well, we'll get her a warden
another place, eh?

Jackie? You still haven't said what
she's done?

Kylie McMarden was murdered.

So you reckon this Wilson guy stole that
stuff?

My money's on it. Ex -junkie, easy
target.

OK, so why not pull him in?

Well, it's a small matter of proof,
Robbie.

Could it be your charity guys?

Ah, waste of time.

In that case, let's concentrate on
Wilson. Find out where he goes, what he

Stuart's there now. You take over.

What, tonight?

That's right.

If Wilson was in that flat, chances are
he's not yet got rid of everything he

took. He'll need to dump it. Yeah, it's
just... I need to get thought of that

boy. What, the same stuff you were
whispering about with Jack?

It's personal. Well, in that case, I can
wait.

When Wilson moves, I want us right there
behind.

Oh, lighten up.

I don't know why you're getting so antsy
anyway.

I just want to know why they're picking
on us.

It's like the cops said, it's just
routine.

Hey, come here.

Listen.

No one is going to hurt us.

Not as long as we stick together, okay?

Understood.

to hell with that.

How can you eat that shit?

Well, a million flies can't be wrong.

Sir, I think you should see this.

It's the gadgets Kyla was buying.

It's mainly computer stuff.

So we find out where they are now, and
we're halfway there.

Is prowling your new hobby?

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

Oh, you did.

Anyway, you could have called.

When you didn't, I thought, so much for
him caring.

What about you?

You could have called, but no, I just
get a letter telling me that you're

my son away.

Oh, come on, Rob.

It's hardly the kind of thing you can
say into an answer phone, is it?

I wanted you to take it in first.

Well, so you're dragging my boy halfway
round the world and you think that's

something I just need to take in.

Why Canada?

A new life.

Why else?

My sister's always on at me to join her
out there, so... Well, you maybe.

But what about Jamie?

Is that what he wants? I mean, he's
never said anything to me. Well, you're

dad.

How's he supposed to tell you he wants
to up sticks?

Look, I floated the idea and he went for
it. And you're his mother?

He needs you. Of course he's going to
tell you what you want to hear. No.

That's not fair.

I just want to know what's really behind
that.

Uprooting him to where he has no one.

He has family there.

And he'll have me.

Aye.

Until you hook up with some guy.

Is that why you think I'm doing this?

Unless there already is someone.

No.

There's no one.

Okay.

That's what happens when there is.

I can't see you wanting a kid hanging
around.

Like you do, you mean?

I've always been there for when Jamie
needed me.

Yeah, and I've been there the times in
between.

And the times he needed us both.

But I didn't want to bother you because
you've got such an important job.

My job has got nothing to do with this.
It's got everything to do with this.

It's the reason you never married into
anything else.

Including me.

Including him.

Difficult role.

Jimmy will be home.

Don't let him see us fine.

DT, I'm about to control.

Backup required, Waddle Flats.

Possible suspect on the... Copy request.

Where the hell were you?

Call the nature boss.

I can imagine.

But that can wait. There's somebody in
Kyla's flat.

Warning to request for backup at Waddle
Flats.

Your unit's failed on this flight. I
don't care. I want backup now!

I'm getting too old for this.

You were given a simple order.

What, to sit in a car and watch that
poxy flap beyond you these days?

No.

Because if Eddie Wilson doesn't know
he's under surveillance by now, he must

the only one who doesn't.

Chances are he's already dumped anything
that he had.

Yeah, yeah, I've worked that out.

And Pitt, you really think giving him a
kick in was the best way to get his

cooperation? Ross, can we just drop
this? Drop it?

Inspector Ross, you have that much away
from finding yourself out in your arse.

Oh, fine.

Just you go ahead and do it then,
because you know what? I just don't care

anymore. Robbie!

Listen, Matt.

I've got a problem.

Well, it's been over for a long time
now, hasn't it?

Long enough.

And this was fun.

Nice to know I enjoy such a close
relationship with my old friend.

So I take it this trip's something
you're not very keen on, then?

Well, if Jamie steps on that plane, I'm
as good as dead, then.

into trouble.

Your ex -wife.

Does she know how you feel?

As far as she's concerned, I've no right
feeling anything.

Then make her listen, Robbie.

Look, I don't know why your marriage
broke up, although in this game I can

guess. But as for your son, you and her
are still his parents.

And that's something we're fighting for.

I was the letting agent. That's how I
got keys.

Isn't it usual to let the tenant have
them?

First I'd cut my own.

I found her the flat.

I thought she'd be...

Grateful. In other words, lay into her
bed.

She had no one.

I thought she'd want someone on her
side.

Yeah, and what happened?

Kyla rejects you, so you have to show
her who's boss.

Only she's nothing more than a weak
girl, and you're a violent man.

I know what you're thinking, but I
didn't kill her.

So what were you doing in her flat?

Only you'd already removed anything that
might incriminate you.

Including her mobile phone.

That's what was on it.

Text messages you wanted hid.

Threat? It took nothing.

I wasn't there. I only went tonight in
case Kyla left a letter.

What sort of letter?

She was threatening to write to anyone
she could think of.

Make trouble.

Sounds like one hell of a motive to me.

So where were you last Saturday
afternoon?

At work.

And then at Mould Football Club at a
testimonial dinner.

And they'll confirm that?

I was there.

as a bloody coke screw.

So why is he lying?

Get Fraser on to him. I want to know
everything there is to know.

That's okay, boss. I can do that. No.

You've got a family to sort out,
remember?

Take some time off.

And that's not a request.

Good luck, surety. I would offer to
help, but I can't quite be marked.

They're from Alan Pitt's estate agency.

Was he still in the cells?

The boss thought it prudent to let him
go.

You're a surprise.

I thought the DTI had sent you off on
compassionate leave.

Just going over Kyla's bank statements.

I thought Stuart had done that already.

Yeah, but he concentrated on things that
she'd bought, mostly gadgets.

There are other outgoings here.

Hotels, restaurants.

Things you're unlikely to do on your
own.

Uh -huh. Almost forgot.

These came through with other stuff from
the bank.

What are they?

They're direct debit forms for the
charities Kyla was giving money to.

I noticed this. Two different charities.

Fair Deal UK and Positive Progress
Africa.

But they both have the same counter
-signature.

Barry Carrick.

I thought you were Barry.

It's okay.

I'm not shy.

Nasty burns.

How did you get them?

When I was a kid.

How you spoke with a fancy computer.

Not bad for a charity mugger. We prefer
chugger.

And we never said we didn't get paid.

We've been doing a bit of delving.

Turns out that Kyla signed up for two of
the charities that you work for.

So? So we've got paperwork proving that
Barry signed her up to both of them.

That doesn't mean anything.

No, Barry.

It means that you lied when you said
you'd never heard of Positive Progress

Africa. And it means you lied when you
said you didn't recognise Kyla.

Why?

OK. I didn't know her.

Are we talking biblical knowledge here?

I mean, I assume that's what was going
on on these wee jaunts that Kyla paid

for. Yes, we were lovers.

You know, it's strange.

The word lover implies someone who might
care whether their partner died.

Not deny knowing her.

I didn't know she was dead then.

I swear.

But you still had plenty of time to come
forward.

I couldn't.

Why not?

Is there something else you're hiding
that we should know about?

All right.

I was ripping her off.

I'm listening.

I told her I was trained to be a teacher
for the third world.

She gave me money for fees and...

Bought me the laptop.

A vulnerable 20 -year -old and you took
advantage.

I know it was wrong, but I never forced
her.

You've got something explaining to do,
Barry?

Where's Jackie?

She's interviewing.

With Robbie, sir.

Sir, before you go, I think she'd see
these.

I'm not proud of myself, but what was I
supposed to do? She was throwing money

at me.

You say no?

Do you not understand that?

No. But Kyla said it was nothing.

She said her dad was rich.

I know she was making it up, but... You
just took whatever you could get your

greasy hands on.

Look, let's talk about what happened
when she found out what you were really

to.

So you're taking her to the cleaners,
right?

Making out that you care.

What happened when she found out the
truth?

She never did.

Of course she did!

And then what?

Did you have a row?

You start shouting at her.

She's freaking out.

She threatens to come to us. No.

So you've got to stop her. Wait a
minute. You don't know your own

I swear to God.

He's lying.

Based on what?

What is your problem with him, Robbie?

I don't have a problem with him. You
could have fooled me.

This lad.

What makes you think he's got anything
to do with her?

All we know is that he's taking Kyle up
for anything he can get.

And?

And do I think he killed her?

No.

No, I don't.

Fair enough.

I'm getting packed out of here. I've got
another lead to follow. Sir.

Robbie, I thought I told you to take
some leaves. Yeah, I know, but... No

Do it.

You were 80s, man.

What were they talking about?

They wanted to know how well I knew and
everything like that. What did you say?

I don't know.

Bastard, push the push.

Forget about it.

Come on, let's go to the pub and get a
beer.

I think we should have a chat.

What about your lack of support in front
of the boss?

No.

About what's making you so intense this
weather?

You were treating that guy as if he was
public enemy number one.

Just putting the pressure on.

I thought you were just taking your
anger out on me.

Jenny, Jenny.

Listen, thanks for staying.

It was shut.

Good.

And we won't be disturbed.

Thought you and Gabby were sorted years
ago.

We were.

So what's changed?

I mean, it's not that you've seen that
much of Jamie as it is.

I've never really bothered you in the
past.

Wasn't something being my son as well,
Jackie?

No, I'm not saying he's not.

But you've always trusted Gabby's
judgement before.

Canada? Why Canada?

Well, if she thinks that's best, why
not?

You know, she deserves to have a life
too.

After all, she's the one who's been
doing all the parenting.

Unless you're planning on climbing the
armadillo dressed as Batman.

You could rely on your sympathy.

Yeah, and you can.

But be honest, Robbie.

He's better off with his mum.

So I'm just supposed to wave goodbye, am
I?

I can't.

I mean, just knowing that Jamie's there
makes sense of everything, you know?

What, Bill Tennant?

It wouldn't work, you and Jamie on your
own.

Let them go, Robin.

They're leases for what? For rental
properties that you handle.

Most part lane, some by your way. Yeah,
I know where they are. In which case you

can tell us all about the tenants.

All young, single females, correct?

We know there's something odd about the
rental payments, Mr Pitt.

They were all paid for by you.

Why? You take wee lasses, you house
them, you pay for them.

Now why would you do that?

The others are on the game.

That's how they pay me back.

You're running brothel.

That's why large sums of money were
going into Kylie's account.

She was selling herself and that was her
cut. No.

Kylie was different. Okay, look, I admit
the others, but not Kylie. How? How is

she different?

She came for a flat. And okay, I did the
usual. I moved her in. I waited for her

to find it tough going. And that's when
you propose a little working

relationship. What do you think most of
them argue?

But Kyla did.

How?

She was threatening to expose me.

That was the letter she was going to
write. She was blackmailing you? Aye.

She had it all worked out.

I was to pay her rent.

I was to give her a legitimate job.

And did you?

Aye.

But it wasn't any big money. It was
wages, a wee bit of small change. How

doesn't matter.

That filthy blackmail was a good enough
motive for wanting her dead.

It wasn't me.

Look.

There.

That's where I was when I left work.

Ask.

Shona will tell you. Oh, don't worry.

We'll ask.

Count on it.

It's the body. It's raining.

It's not as bad as it looks.

We could go to Ireland for a couple of
weeks.

With what? We're skint. I've been saving
a bit.

That's my Dino.

How much?

Enough for us to go into town on a
bender?

Could take the boat up the Crinnan
Canal.

Where's the fire, Dean?

The cops are just doing what they do.
Come on.

Once they've got their sights on you. I
haven't got anything on me, so stop

worrying.

Here.

Now your go.

Bet you a tenner.

All right.

All right, we should

go. I'll piss off and stop looking after
him all the bloody time.

Here's what you need.

Girls, you need go no further.

Why don't you come inside?

The beer's almost as good as my company.

Hi.

Police. Are you Sean O 'Gerry?

I'm not her.

It's okay.

You're not in trouble.

I just want to ask you a few questions
about Alan Pitt. Hands up if that's one

of my punches, D!

Me and you need a word.

Jamie's keys.

Figured if you could show up uninvited,
so could I.

Good. I'm glad.

I was wondering if I'd get a chance to
say sorry.

About the other night?

Yeah. Me too.

And I haven't come here to fight.

We both want what's best.

I'm here to find out what it is.

I thought I'd already made up your mind.

I'll admit one thing, okay?

Going is more about me.

Ah.

Jamie's getting older.

Beat uni soon.

Then where'll I be?

I'm not you. You know, my job's just
that.

I need a change.

Something new.

You mean someone new?

I always thought you'd have found
someone by now.

How many years since we split?

And I can count the men on this hand
before I even get to my wedding finger.

Well, never stopped you.

Maybe a string of no -hopers wasn't what
I wanted.

Thanks. I signed up for... That ended.

And I need that again.

Same way you did.

Oh, aye.

I got myself a new life, right enough.

What do you mean?

Well, a nice flat, but it's hardly a
home.

I know.

I looked in your fridge.

Your milk was way out of date.

I poured it down the sink.

Old habits die hard.

Yeah.

They certainly do, Gabby.

What are you staring at?

Am I not allowed to look at my wife?

But I'm not your wife anymore.

See, I love the way you do that. What?

You screw your eyes up when you get
annoyed with me.

You know, I used to deliberately wind
you up just so I could see you do it.

Did you?

Maybe we should do this properly.

You could come over.

Do you mean like that?

Yeah.

Me too.

I'll call you.

Good morning.

Good morning, madam.

Morning, madam.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Where's Robbie?

Oh, he's trying to sort things out with
his ex -wife.

Is she back in the scene?

No.

No, not in that way.

OK, folks, all mobiles off. Listen up.

We have three lines of inquiry.

First... Alan Pitt. Stuart.

I spoke to his alibi, Shona Jervis. She
says that Pitt has very particular

sexual tastes, which he insists on as
rent in kind.

Well, I'm guessing that if he was making
up an alibi, he'd come up with

something a wee bit less embarrassing
than that.

That said, until I'm convinced
otherwise, it remains a suspect.

Next,

Barry Carrick.

Yeah, I ran a background check.

Apart from usual kid stuff, he's as
clean as they come.

Even if he wasn't, we still wouldn't
have a motive.

Now, by his own admission, Carrick had
at last exactly what he wanted. So why

would he kill his own wee cash cow?

Which brings us back to Eddie Wilson.

Yeah, well, uniforms told us he's more
of a victim these days.

He's gone and got himself mugged. Sir.

Now, wait a minute.

You don't get yourself mugged unless you
get something in your pocket.

Stuart, go on to Wilson.

Find out if he's been splashing the cash
around lately.

Sir, this might be more important.

That was the fraud squad.

It's about Kyle's sister.

Gillian, the cheque you tried to cash
was for a joint account held in both

and your sister's name.

It's money Dad was given.

Compensation?

Kyla and me agreed we'd leave it for
Dad's care.

Well, that's your business.

Where we get involved is where one of
the two signatures required is forged.

Do you deny forging Kyla's signature?

No. But I did nothing wrong.

It's my money. Why should I wait for
lawyers to say I can have it? Kyla

Sorry.

What does that mean?

Are you saying that she'd already taken
money from the account?

How could she do that without your
signature?

She forwarded it.

Well, I guess that explains where Kyla
was getting all the cash from.

The question is, then, should she do it
off her own bat or something to put her

up to?

Barry Carrick?

I don't know.

If it was, it changes the picture.

Up to now, we've got Carrick happy to
pick up the odd crumb that Kyla threw

But if he thought there was real money
to be had, did he get greedy?

Enough for Kyla to want to know what he
was up to.

Or maybe she's just got an attack of the
guilt.

What, decided to own up?

If she did, I can't see Barry letting
her. Giving him a motive.

It's all good, works for him.

Yeah.

So let's see if we can put some meat on
it.

Take a long day.

Come on.

Had to have your day, didn't you?

Simple alibi would have been enough to
open your wee hoar mouth, didn't you?

Look,

I'm the victim here.

I smell the bloody agony.

So how come I'm the one getting huckled,
eh?

Just curious where you get the money to
bet from.

Fuck, it was a few pounds.

I hope we don't hear a battery for
anything yet.

But like you not so long ago.

Are we done?

Just one more thing.

When we spoke to you before, you
mentioned something about not caring

Kyla. Because Kyla didn't care about
anyone else.

What did you mean by that?

Nothing.

So what is it with you and Barry?

Eh, Dean?

We look out for each other.

Yeah. And pal should.

Then again, there's loyalty and there's
loyalty.

Thing is that it's stretched to covering
for a killer.

Barry never killed anybody.

All right, how's this for openers?

We know why Kyla was murdered.

For money.

Barry and Kyla were looting an account
that she shared with her sister.

Correct? But then Barry realised he
could force my signatures too.

Keep all the money for himself.

That's why he killed her. No.

Are you way off?

Barry'd never do anything about that.

We wondered if Kyla might be stealing
money.

Barry wasn't fussed about her.

But Kyla, she was obsessed with him.

She was desperate.

I mean, it's sad, really.

She thought she could buy him.

I reckon Dean's telling the truth.

Trouble is, Barry had nothing to do with
the money.

Bang goes his motive.

So how do we proceed?

Talk to the tipper.

See if we can tie the time the money
first started going missing to when

turned up.

And get forensics on all those checks
that Kyle affords.

Excuse me.

I can't believe how much all this has
changed.

Who was it said?

Old program, bad.

Does that include you?

What do you mean?

Well, days off, invites out for lunch.

It's hardly the Rob I remember.

You mean the one married to the job?

Was there ever another one?

Well, maybe I'm getting things a wee bit
more in perspective these days.

And are you sure that all criminal
investigation won't grind to a halt if

not there?

Why are we here, Rob?

I mean, really.

Just enjoying the view.

Hey, calm down.

They'll get nothing out of you.

For now, maybe.

Listen, I told you. All we have to do is
stick together. We've nothing to worry

about. Nothing to worry about? She's
dead.

And until they get who did it... Until
they get who did it, they're never going

to let us alone.

Don't be stupid.

The police are not going to waste
forever on her.

How do you mean waste? I'm just saying
how they see it.

Well, that's not how it sounded.

Don't you care that she's dead?

Do you want me to pretend I feel bad?

I don't.

Kyla put herself on offer. That's her
lookout.

Like me?

What does that mean? All the times I
cover.

Is that me being like Kyla?

No.

We're a team, aren't we?

Couldn't keep away, Robbie.

I was just picking up a few things,
Stuart, you know.

Jackie mentioned your ex -wife.

I'd like to ask how it's going.

Well, you know, it's the early days.

Right.

Well, I'm pleased for you anyway.

Shona?

I forgot to tell somebody.

What? What?

Em... I'd like to interview Barry
Carrick one more time.

What makes you think you're going to get
any more out of him than we got out of

his sidekick?

Well, that's just a hunch.

I think we're missing something there.
Well, my answer's no.

If you're that desperate, you can follow
up on Wilson.

Wilson? I think he's just some beat -up
ex -junkie who happened to live next

door. Well, I disagree.

I think Wilson's a... Sir, that's
Jackie.

Kyla's sister's got a visitor.

Look, you're distracted.

Now, why don't you just get out of here?

Go and try and sort your life out one
way or the other, and don't come back

until you do. Listen, boss... I'm fed up
listening, Robbie.

Jackie.

Look, I'm going to have to go. They're
coming out.

Yeah.

Thanks for coming round.

I'll give you a call tomorrow, all
right?

Everything all right, Gillian?

Did you know that Eddie Wilson was a
convicted criminal?

Ah, and he told me about his past, the
drug, the lot.

So what was he doing in your house?

She's just a friend.

A friend who you never mentioned before.

Eddie, I'm going to tell you what I
think happened.

Gillian found out that Kyla was stealing
the money.

She went round to confront her.

Is that what you witnessed?

Were you trying to take the dort money
from her? No.

I couldn't take anything from her.

Why not?

These are statements from the joint
account you shared with Kyla.

Large thumbs missing.

Kyla.

When did you first know she was stealing
your father's money?

Seven weeks ago.

Dad got worse. I looked if we'd enough
for a home.

So while you were left to muddle
through, Kyla was off frittering away

money.

That can't have been nice.

What do you think?

I can see how angry it made you.

It must have been tempting to get even.

And that's what you used Eddie for?

You think I'd let someone else do my own
dirty work?

So what did happen?

You went to her flat, then what?

She came round.

I heard her banging at the door.

I was going to tell her exactly what I
thought.

How she was an ungrateful little cow.

I was going to stand in front of all the
posh neighbours she bragged about and

tell them what a little madam she was.

But she wasn't in.

I came out and found Gillian sobbing.

Gillian doesn't strike me as the sobbing
type. Then you don't know how kind

-hearted she is.

It was a slump.

All that stuff about how she was getting
on, that was all made up.

That's when I met Eddie.

And then what happened?

He was kind.

I was beside myself.

This was my wee girl. I'd brought her
up.

And she was living like this rather than
tell me the truth.

How horrible must her life have been for
her to do that?

So how could I confront her after that?

Well, not you, maybe.

What about Eddie?

He had no emotional ties. Maybe he took
matters into his own hands.

Why would that killer have no need?

Well, what about the money you stood to
gain through Gillian?

Maybe it wasn't planned, Eddie.

You told my colleague, D .C. Fraser,
that Kyla never cared about anyone.

Is that what you were putting right?

By killing her, was that you doing right
by Gillian? And how would hurting her

sister do that?

Jillian loved that girl.

Same as I love her.

She didn't kill her any more than I did.

Okay?

Glasgow in all its glory.

You sure you wouldn't rather be off
sorting out his problems?

It feels so strange.

I mean, I'd hammer the nails in on you
and me.

Yeah.

Me too.

So can I ask you a question?

Is it enough?

Or am I just kidding myself?

Jack, you reckon it's me doing the
kidding?

That's it.

Thanks for the cop for acting like that.

And I... I mean, I don't want to push.

And if I'm picking up the wrong
signal...

There

was a message for him.

Over there.

Has he done this to any other girls?

I don't know.

We don't know if he has any other girls.

Apart from us.

Okay.

You first met Alan Pitt at his office,
didn't you?

When you went looking for a place to
rent?

No, it was at the burger van on George
Street.

It was the same with me.

Can't make the same mistake we made
before, Ron.

Promise me that.

Ron.

We'll learn this time.

We will.

No.

That's where we went wrong the last
time.

Thinking we could just take everything
for granted.

We need a new start.

Away from all this.

Away from everything that pulled us
apart before.

What, away from Glasgow?

No,

I'm not sure of that. A new beginning.

A new country.

New jobs.

Neither of us are happy.

We've got to lose.

Both girls just thought it was a
coincidence that Pip was there and

a roof.

But you don't think it was? You reckon
he targets like the prospect?

I don't know.

The man's dangerous.

And if we don't stop him, we'll do
something a lot worse than beat someone

Unless he already has.

Kyla McMartin?

So, are we discounting Eddie and
Gillian?

Mills and Boone.

Well, we've got nothing to hold them on.

I think we should have another word with
this pit character.

What I don't get is how does he know
when there's a girl worth going after?

Unless somebody's marking his card for
him, maybe.

Look, I never hit a girl before showing
her.

I never punched Kyla.

I swear.

But it was you who befriended her,
wasn't it?

The girls don't just walk in off the
street, do they?

You go looking for them.

So how does that work?

How do you know which girls they
approach?

Is someone procuring them for you?

You always meet them at the same place.

The burger van.

Is there somebody there?

No.

It's a chugger.

Works outside the office.

I get a call.

He sends them up there.

I pay him for every one I sign up.

Name.

You said you were going off on her.

If she meant nothing to you, why did you
say that?

Are you still banging on about that? No.

Just why did you?

To get a reaction.

To make you argue back.

Not that you ever would.

You know, I used to be proud that I'd
saved you.

But now, I think pulling you out of that
fire was the worst thing I ever did.

I'm not your keeper, Dean.

And you sure as hell aren't mine.

I think you did die in that fire.

And all that was left was a limpet to
suck the life out of me.

Oh, go on, go away and mope.

See if I care.

Stuart, is Jackie about?

No, she's out.

What's she doing here?

Shona. She's Alan Pitt's alibi. With any
skelter.

No, no, not her.

The redhead.

Hiya.

G .I. Roar.

I saw you in the street the other day.
You were begging. I remember.

Yeah, I was chatting to a couple of the
guys there doing charity work. Aye.

Him.

It was that bastard who got me mixed up
with Pitt in the first place.

Told me where to go to get a free meal
if I mentioned his name.

Got Burns, hasn't he?

With him, it's hit me as well.

The same one.

What, Burns down here?

Robbie?

You never meant those things.

You and me, we look out for each other.

Sure we do.

I was trying to get us some money
together, to go to Ireland.

But I thought you were going off with
her.

She'd her claws in.

Said I was to go away, or she'd tell the
cops.

Tell what?

I told her, I love you.

No matter what you did, I always would.

But that wasn't enough, was it?

It wasn't her taking you away.

It was you leaving me.

Why don't you leave us alone?

But Barry's not here anyway. I told you,
Barry didn't kill Kyla. This is police

victimisation. You just won't. What's
your problem?

No, Barry, I'm after.

Dean, what have you done?

Barry in there!

What the hell?

Thank you, Nelby.

Right away.

It's all right, son.

The emergency services are on their way.

We'll get you checked out.

What the hell were you doing?

I don't know what the hell I was doing,
Jackie.

Could have killed myself.

Yep, you could have.

Don't worry, Jackie, I'll not be doing
it again.

I'm not playing the hero anymore.

I had it.

Was that right?

It's just, you're still not ready to be
in this family.

I'll not stand in your way.

Or Jamie's.

Well, I'll give you this much, Rob.

You still know how to break a heart.

I'll get Jimmy to call you.

You can meet up before we go.

For you to be happy for him. Do you
understand?

I want him to leave with your blessing.