All language subtitles for Monarch Of The Glen s02e03.eng

Too London.

Toot, toot!

Have you told him yet?

I would hate to. Everything's
under control, dear.

That's exactly
what's worrying me.

Toot!

Too Hector.

What?

( Hector imitating chugging )

Molly:
You haven't, have you?

- What?
- Have you?

( imitating P.A. )
Train now approaching

Dunkirk Station,
easily one full-

- have you?
- Molly, please!

That train was just going
into the station!

Well.

There now.

Aren't we the dog's
whats-its?

Think it'll do?

Archie, son...

in that suit,
with that look,

you could sell
Sunday trading

to a kirk full
of wee free ministers.

- Your papers.
- Thank you.

- Plans.
- Mother, please!

Hold still. Your father
has something to say to you.

Haven't you, Hector?

Oh, yes.
Archie, Archie...

give them hell.
Knock 'em dead!

Thanks.

Thanks, everyone.

Well?

I told him I'd tell him tomorrow.

( theme music playing )

( squawks )

She was shot by a gamekeeper
awhile ago.

We have to look after her 'cause
she can't survive on her own.

- Girl: Are you going to keep her?
- only until she's better.

'Cause wild things
belong in the wild.

What does she eat,
worms?

No. Bigger than worms.
She eats mice-

- ( squawks )
- Excuse me, who's giving this lesson, you or me?

She eats mice and shrews
and little animals like that.

Class: Eww!

Student:
That's cruel!

Well, that's life, I'm afraid.
The strong devour the weak,

the old get consumed
by the new.

It's called
Natural Selection.

Tea.

You've no need to chuck the
baby out with the bath water.

Fergal only needs
a small patch.

I have to make a proper
space for boy wonder.

Archie's orders.

Well, why don't you
let me look after it?

No, Lexie,
just leave it.

I have to clear
this space out anyway.

No point in hanging onto things
we haven't got a use for, is there?

Sorry I'm late,
Archie.

I got held up
at school.

You do too much
for those kids.

It wasn't me.
It was Fergal.

Oh.

He was showing them
his owl.

They wouldn't
let him leave.

He really is
quite something.

I know.
He's a great find.

Katrina: Have you met
our chair Edith Rankin?

No, I've never
had the pleasure.

Well, you're in
for a treat then.

The committee goes through
all the new grant applications

one by one.

You come in
and make your pitch,

then you leave
and we decide, okay?

Fine.

Archie,
the project is sound.

You shouldn't have
anything to worry about.

All right.

( vehicle approaching )

( vehicle stops )

Fergal: Right, let's get this bird out.

Let's have a look at her, see
if she survived the journey.

We'll get her aviary finished
and get her a decent flyer.

- Can I hold her?
- Of course you can, yeah.

Put on the gauntlet.

Fergal:
All yours.

See this, Lexie?

Best looking bird
on the estate.

Just watch she doesn't
mistake you for lunch.

I hear she's partial
to a richer palate.

Golly:
Duncan, Duncan,

you give us a hand,
get that place cleaned up.

I'm finishing
the aviary with Fergal.

No, that's all right, Duncan, give
Golly a hand. Not gonna take long, is it?

Couple of hours
I should think.

- Great. No problem.
- good.

- It's okay, here.
- ( owl squawks )

Ladies and gentlemen,
I give you

the Glenbogle
Adventure Centre.

A nature walk through
a caledonian pine forest,

a cycle ride
around the loch,

boating,

a visit to our wildlife
rescue unit,

finishing up
with a cup of tea

at the visitor's
center cafe.

- All these things-
- Edith: How much?

- I'm sorry?
- How much do you want?

Um, �8,000.

Thank you,
Mr. MacDonald.

That's all for now.

Oh.

Thank you.

Um... on a personal note,

I have spent
the last six months

working on this plan
for Glenbogle.

It's my- my vision
for the future.

This grant will help us
create a resource

that we can all be proud of
for years to come.

It's- it's in your hands.

Thank you,
Mr. MacDonald.

If you'll just wait outside.

Right.

( door closes )

A remarkable young man.

Well presented scheme.
Forward-looking.

And it's certainly

very ambitious.

Quite remarkable...

that he has the nerve

to come cap in hand
to ask for money

to line his own pockets
when he owns

half the county.

Katrina:
With respect,

this scheme won't just help the estate.

It'll bring more
visitors to the area,

which will benefit
every business

from the petrol station
to the news agents.

Are you forgetting
there's hardly room to park

in the village
as it is?

We'll end up engulfed

by theme park seeking
tourists.

But we need
more tourists.

We don't need half
our annual budget spent

creating a Scottish
Disneyland.

Well, what'll you
spend on then?

Naff pottery shops,

and shortbread tins.

We'll go to the vote.

All those in favor
of rejection?

Miss Finlay?

No.

I'll not vote.

And I'll bring it up

at the full council meeting
on Monday.

Miss Finlay...

might I have a word
with you

in my office?

( door opens )

Blimey.

You are a regular visitor
to Glenbogle House.

I would never
allow personal-

I have a record here

of your voting pattern
since you were elected.

What?

You argued for the upgrading
of the Glenbogle estate road.

Yes, but that was
for the benefit-

you proposed the installation of
a new filter plant on the loch.

We all needed the water.

On the sports committee,
you argued-

against the chair's advice-

that the sum of �200 was
awarded for the hill race.

And so on.

I'm proud
of my voting record.

I've got nothing
to be ashamed of.

Admit it,
Miss Finlay.

He has made
a stooge of you,

and it's there
for all to see.

I make my own decisions.

Then listen
very carefully to me.

You've got a great
future here, Katrina.

It would be
a terrible shame

to see it blighted
by allegations of bias.

So, I will ask you again.

Are you for
or against this plan?

Archie, I'm sorry.

You didn't even vote
for it.

I couldn't do a thing
about it.

Well, I can.
You can tell your cronies

that I'll be back for the
full meeting on Monday.

They're not my cronies.

Don't kid yourself,
Katrina.

That's exactly what they are
until you stand up to them.

Right.

Ah, Duncan,
you're a wonder.

Right. Let's get that heather burnt

up at the north crag.

Something wrong with your wrist, laddie?

No, it's just
that Fergal said-

- you're right, Duncan.
- Ah. Aye, Fergal.

- Then again- - I haven't
quite finished with the boy yet.

So much to do.

Fair is fair, Golly.

I said two hours,
you know.

What's so important you have to
drag the lad away from real work?

I can't build the aviary
single-handed.

Aviary.
Give me strength.

Well, I know you prefer taking
life, rather than preserving it-

I've forgotten more about conservation
than you ever learned at your universities-

- oh, come on-
- okay, Duncan!

Let's go.

Golly!

I don't want
to fight with you.

But Duncan's my deputy,

and we got a lot
to get done today.

Now, Archie
specifically asked us

to get this aviary up
and running as soon as possible.

That's right enough.

Well, so he did.

So let's rock and roll.

I want to know why you
voted against Archie's plan.

- You know why.
- No, I don't know why.

You obviously liked it.
And so did the others.

Why don't you
stand up to her?

- It's complicated.
- Then explain it to me.

I was left completely isolated there.

What are you all
so afraid of?

You'd better
come inside.

Yes!
Yes!

Yes!

How long did it take us to
prepare that presentation, mother?

Oh, weeks,
darling.

And how long did it
take them to reject it?

So, you didn't get
the grant then?

No, but I will.
I will.

Hello, is that
the Press and Journal?

Yes, I was wondering
if you're aware

that we have
a council committed

to destroying
local tourism.

Mother, what
are you doing?

Stopping you making
a fool of yourself.

I will get that grant even if it means
taking it to the Scottish Parliament.

You could take it
to the United Nations,

but that committee still
wouldn't give you a bean.

Why?

Because it's chaired
by Edith Rankin.

And what's that
to me?

I think you'd better speak
to your father.

Right.

Father?

Have you ever bowled,
Miss Finlay?

No.

Crown green bowling.

The smell
of new-mown grass...

the click of ebony
on ebony...

I was the president
of Glenbogle Bowling Club

in its glory year- 1961.

We didn't have
a green of our own then,

which meant we
couldn't join the league.

So we decided to build one.

I found
the perfect site.

Two hectares
of virgin turf

overlooking the loch.

It would've been the best
in the highlands.

Edith was against it.

She said
the money would pay

for an electronic
voting system

for our chamber.

So I took a stand.

I took her on...

head to head.

And what happened?

She destroyed me.

For the next 15 years,

I was in charge
of public toilets

and litter bins.

Take my word for it.

If you want to stay
at council in Glenbogle,

you must keep
your mouth shut...

and your ears open.

Father?

( whirring )

Father?

Father,
are you up there?

Father?

( dog whines )

I haven't been in
this old place for years.

Splendid, isn't it?

My little den.

What do I need to know
about Edith Rankin?

Your mother
wants to turn it

into some glorified cupboard,
but...

I wouldn't change it
for the world.

Edith Rankin.

I think
I need some air.

Father.

Oh.

Oh, yes,

Edith and I were at
primary school together.

She used to come up here
in her father's delivery van

with the groceries.
She was quite a tomboy.

Very, um,
resourceful.

And?

Well, we grew up,
stayed friends.

Just friends?

I'd see her
at the odd dance.

Did you...

no, I most certainly did not!
I behaved honorably throughout.

There must be
more to it than that.

Well, she may have had
a bit of a...

crush on me.

Anyway, when I was 18
I went off to the army,

came back four years later
married to your mother.

Edith seemed to take the hump
of the whole family.

Never darken my doors again,
all that.

She even hissed at me in the
street. Profoundly embarrassing.

When was this?
When did you last speak to her?

- 1962.
- ( sighs )

Fergal: You all right to finish up here?

'Cause I got
to get moving now.

Aye.

Um...

is this not a bit big
for just the one owl?

Right.

Do you know...
what this...

you have no idea what
I'm up to here, do you?

No.

Better come with me.

( squawks )

Fergal:
From this point here

to the north tip of the estate
and over to the loch-

that's 45,000 acres,
right?

Duncan: aye.

For too long this land
has been a killing ground.

If it moves,
stalk it,

catch it,
shoot it.

Those days
are over.

Yeah?

With a bit
of imagination

and a lot
of hard work,

Glenbogle could
be the premier

wildlife reserve
of Scotland.

We could
reintroduce species

that have been
driven out.

Sea eagles,
red squirrels,

otters...

all running wild
in their own habitat.

But what about the stalking
and the grouse?

No.
No, forget that.

I'm talking about
the future here,

not the past.

But to make it
happen...

I need something.

- What?
- Your support.

Me?

100%.

Are you up for it?

Am I- you bet!

Good on you!

Now get that aviary finished.

Hey, Fergal, you forgot your D.G.P.S.!

Keep it.
It's yours!

Believe me,
Archie, I-

I'm truly, truly sorry.

If there's anything
I could do, I would.

There is something
you can do.

Yes?

You can call
on Edith Rankin,

apologise to her, and get
her to back the scheme.

Call on her?

You can't ask me
to do that.

I can,

and you will.

I absolutely will not!

Under no circumstances
will I approach

that desiccated harpy!

( sputtering )

- Come on!
- How dare you!

I didn't drive
through Aden

on a Bren gun tank

to be treated
like this!

Get in, mother,
maximum security!

Oh, no, you don't!

Now... here's a rosebud.
She'll like that.

( engine starts )

They're terrified
of her.

I can't blame them.

She's completely
stitched me up.

I was totally useless.

- You're not useless.
- Yes, I am.

Look, you went down
in the first round,

just count to eight
and come up punching.

Golly, I'm so angry.

There's nothing
I can do about it.

- yes, there is.
- What?

A man once said,
don't get mad...

get even,

right? So if she's
got files on you,

you get a filing cabinet
on her.

If she threatens you
with public embarrassment,

you promise her
public humiliation.

That's the way
to deal with Rankin.

Right.

Although speaking
personally for myself,

I don't think
he got it quite right.

'Cause what I say
is get mad...

and then get even.

Archie: Father, there's
no point in complaining.

All right!

Come on.

Outrageous! This is bally
abduction, you do realise that!

- Molly: Stop that at once!
- Father, come on, this way.

- I don't know what to say to her!
- I've told you what to say!

I was going
fishing today!

( arguing )

Ring the bell.

The bell.

( rings doorbell )

( door opens )

Hello, Edie.

Hello, Biscuit.

Biscuit?

Oh!

Biscuit.

I...

just popped over
for a chat.

( squawks )

( squawks )

Aye, Marra, what a fine job it is.

Aye.
Well.

Listen, Golly,

I wanted to say sorry-

oh, pish, laddie.

It should be me
apologising to you.

The lad Fergal,
hammering away like that,

put you in a...

put you in
a difficult position.

- Well- - no, look,
you see, it's just...

when you get
to my age, it's...

difficult adapting
to changes, you know?

Especially when you're losing
the company of a...

a really good friend.

Me?

Now, look, uh... I just-
I'd like to give you this,

wish you all the best
in your-

in your new job.

You got that
from your father.

Aye.
He got it from his.

Here.

It's beautiful,
but I couldn't-

who else am I gonna
give it to, son?

I don't know
what to say.

Uh, look, I'd better
get on my way.

Heather won't burn
by itself.

All right,
I'll see you.

Golly!

Hang on a minute.
I'll give you a hand.

No, no, I don't-
I don't want you-

I don't want to put you
to any trouble.

Och, away.

An hour won't matter.

Okay.

Grand.

So...

to what do I owe
this pleasure?

Still one lump?

Oh!

Yes, of course.

Uh, ahem!

To tell the truth, Edith,
it's about my boy.

Archie.

Fine young lad.

Indeed. We're all
very proud of him.

He intends to resubmit
his plans for the estate

to the full council.

Yes, I heard him-

shouting as much
in the street.

He's a very passionate
young man, Edith.

I can't overstate
how important this project is

to him. I mean...
if this fails,

I don't know
where we're gonna go.

You remembered!

Pardon?

The rose of Glenbogle.

From your mother's garden.

Oh, yes, of course!

The 13th of August...

1958.

Yes.

The night you left
for the army.

And your family
held a ball

at Glenbogle
in honor of you.

Happy days.

We danced the buckles
off our shoes!

And after the last waltz,
you took me out to the garden.

We held hands

and looked at the moonlight
on the loch,

and you swore
you'd return.

And, aye,
you plucked me a rose...

as a token...

as a promise.

And I waited, Hector.

I had offers-

but I waited.

Four years.

Four long years.

And then you came back.

Married.

You walked
into my father's shop,

and do you remember
what you said?

"Half a pound
of beef links. "

Half a pound-

of beef links.

You broke my heart,
Hector Naismith MacDonald!

Oh, come on now.
Steady on.

Not one word!

For 40 years!

Not one Christmas card!

Not one glance
in the street!

And now you have
the barefaced gall

to come here
pleading for money?

Let me tell you,

hell will freeze over

before one penny piece
of council money

is spent
in the cursed environs

of Glenbogle House!

( stammering apologies )

Both: Well?

I think the rose
was a mistake.

( humming )

( squawks )

( glass shattering )

( squawks )

Golly: Okay, we should
have this done by 6:00,

and then we'll
walk around, Duncan.

I'm up for that,
Golly!

You know, it's good
to be away up here.

I mean,
out from the house.

Then there'll be more
to do tomorrow, laddie.

Well, you can
count me in.

What are you doing
up here?

He's working
with me.

- The owl's escaped!
- What?

If you're daft enough to keep
vermin in cages, what do you expect?

The owl's got out and you're
gonna find her. Come on!

Is that what you call
authority? Shouting at the boy?

- What?
- bellowing at him.

Do you think that'll
make him do what you want?

I don't know how you got him up
here, but I bet it wasn't his idea!

You'd lose your bet,
laddie.

Okay then.

All right,
let's see, shall we?

Duncan.

Duncan, my man...

what do you
want to do?

Do you want to stay here
and play with fire,

or do you want
to come with me,

and really do something
useful with your life?

- I...
- what's it gonna be?

Aw, this isn't right!

- Duncan?
- Duncan!

Fergal:
Duncan, come back!

Lexie.

No, go on.

No, it's...

okay.

Why do you never see
two owls in the rain?

'Cause it's
too wet to woo,

two wet to woo. Ha ha!

Please yourselves.

( sighs )

( gate opens )

( kicks door )

Duncan!

( kicks )

Come on, Duncan!

I've got food
for you.

The owl might come back.

Okay?
Please yourself.

Not a peep out of him.

Poor lad'll starve
if he carries on like this.

I hope you two
are proud of yourselves.

Molly:
Oh, Archie.

Go to your bed.

I can't sleep,
mother.

Don't worry
about the grant.

Something
will turn up.

I wish I had
your optimism.

But you've got
determination.

If anyone can
do it... you can.

Don't stay up
too late.

Good night, mother.

Archie?
Archie, wake up.

- Hi.
- Here, take this.

You're going
to need it.

The woman has consistently
bullied, pressurised,

and subverted
every single member

of this committee
at one time or another.

Look at this.

Alistair's
bowling green-

rejected.

The post office
extension,

and look, the new florist conservatory,

and the butcher's
street display

all got the same
treatment.

But every
single scheme

that had
her name on it-

got passed.
Look at this.

And this,

and this.

This is all
very interesting,

but what good will it do me?
They're far too scared of her.

But don't you see?

They all must have
an ax to grind.

If we can persuade
them to pull together,

we could get them
to overthrow her,

and Rankin would
lose her power.

All we have to do
is nobble the committee

before the meeting.

You're becoming devious,
Miss Finlay.

No, I'm not.
I'm becoming a politician.

Come on, Duncan!

Duncan?

Duncan!

- ( leaves rustle )
- ( bird flushes )

Dash it.

- ( cat yowls )
- No.

- Lexie: Have you seen Duncan?
- Not since last night.

I saw him heading up
towards Benbogle.

Right. We better get after him.

When we find him
we'll call you.

- I'm coming with you.
- What happens if he calls here?

Would you mind buzzing off?
You're in my line of fire.

Come on.

( splashes )

- Bull's-eye!
- Ha ha ha!

Katrina: We just have to have
the courage to stick together.

And the others
have agreed?

Only on the condition
that you vote with us.

They respect you.

Edith will be
devastated.

The council's
her whole life.

I could never hurt her
in that way.

She'd get over it.

What if the motion failed?

I've got a lot to lose.

And a lot to gain.

If you stand up to her now,
who knows what might happen?

Imagine how proud
your old mates would be,

as you unveiled
the Glenbogle Bowling Green.

The smell of newly-mown grass...

the click
of ebony on ebony...

it's too risky.

Just think about it,
Alistair, please.

You could really
help us out.

Fergal calling:
Duncan!

( echoing )

Duncan!

Duncan!

( squawks )

So...

that concludes all
the business of the day.

Katrina:
No. No, it doesn't.

I'd like to propose an
appeal to reverse the decision

of the tourism
committee,

on the matter of the
Glenbogle Adventure Center.

I understood we had
resolved that matter.

Not to
my satisfaction.

( murmuring )

Silence!

Well, do I hear
a seconder?

Edith: no?

Grand. Perhaps in the future

you won't waste
our time

with pointless
interruptions.

So you can get
your way as usual?

That's what we're all
here for, isn't it?

I don't have to justify
anything to you, madam.

I have given my life
to this council.

There is not one decision
we've ever taken

that I can't defend.

Katrina: What about the
extension to the post office?

Too disruptive.

Or the conservatory
at the florist's?

Too distracting
for motorists.

What about the new
crown bowling green?

Too damn childish.

Time after time,
I have been forced to make

unpopular decisions,

but my judgment has always
been proved right.

Even Mr. Reid has to agree

that my analog
conferencing network

is a damn sight
more useful

than a silly patch
of grass

and some
overgrown marbles.

Enough!

Enough.

How dare you!
How dare you dismiss

the hopes and dreams
of good and decent people?

I'll second
Miss Finlay's motion,

with pleasure!

If we don't support
our local youngsters...

we deserve less respect
than the dogs in the street!

I move to the vote.

The motion is passed.

( cheering, applause )

So... what now?

Right. Uh...

you try over there.
I'll go up here.

I'll go up here.

- The road's easier.
- What?

I'll go up here.
That way's easier.

What do you mean?

I'm just saying
this way's steeper.

You saying I can't manage
a wee bitty hill?

Let's face it,
Golly,

you're no
spring chicken.

I've just about had it
with your smart wee remarks.

Yeah?

So what are we
gonna do about it?

Suppose we settle it
here and now?

All right.

Duncan:
Look at you!

You're pathetic!

Both of you!

The whole place is
turning into a midden!

And all you can do
is fight!

You seem to think I'm
some sort of village idiot

that can be bribed
into supporting you!

Well, I'm not!

Here's your fancy
global positioning,

and there's
your hand-tooled gun!

If we can't work
together,

all of us,

then the estate's
gonna go belly up,

and it's gonna be
your fault!

I'm away
to see Archie.

I've got the owl,
Lex.

Would you give me
a lift, please?

( door opens )

Come to rub salt in,
have you?

No, not at all.

Actually...

we've come to invite
you to a celebration.

So that I can be paraded
in defeat.

There are no winners
or losers here, Edith.

You don't know
politics, Katrina.

It's a cruel business.

I want to work
with you...

not against you.

You've got
so much to offer.

Please, come with us.

To that house?

I could never
go back there.

Never.

Miss Rankin,

I know how
you must feel.

There's no pain
like old pain,

twisting inside you,
buried so deep

that nothing or nobody
can touch it.

I know.

And we can't change
the past, can we?

But we can hope
for a better future,

and try to enjoy
the present.

I'd be honored
if you'd come to my home

and grace us
with your presence.

Please.

To the Glenbogle
Adventure Center!

All: Cheers.

Hector: I knew the lad had it in him.

I told you I had it all
under control.

Of course
you did, dear.

The heroes
return!

Anybody wants a sherbet,
sherbet's right here.

Help yourselves.

( party chatter )

- Come here.
- Watch it-

somebody wants
to speak to you.

Oh, for heaven's sake, can't you
see I'm engaged in vital war work?

In the garden now.

- Oh.
- Go on.

Beer?

Sure.

Edie.

Hello, Biscuit.

Edie...

I'd like to apologise
for my behavior

all those years ago.

I'm truly, truly sorry.

I haven't seen this view
for 40 years.

It's such a waste.

Such a waste.

I-

I knew you had
feelings for me, and...

I took fright, I suppose.
That's why I never made contact.

Damn callous of me.

Will you- will you
try to forgive me?

Yes, Hector.

I will.

Welcome back
to Glenbogle.

Come here.

Shall we go in?

You were magnificent
in there today.

I owe you everything.

No, you don't.

I was just helping out
one of my constituents.

Is that all it was?

Sorry to be
a party pooper, Archie.

You ready?

Fergal's taking me
out to dinner.

Oh.

Right.

Well...

well, uh,
enjoy yourselves.

We will.

See you later.

Welcome, Edith,
welcome.

Thank you.

Music!

( accordion music
playing )

Come on.
Come on!

Arch, come dance.
Come on!

( dog whimpering )

May I?

( theme music playing )

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