Original subtitles

Just you remember, the reason your missus and your kid

have left you is because you couldnae gie them

the life they wanted either.

GLASS SMASHES

Urgh!

I'm sorry.

I can't have this happening in the middle of the town, John.

He's been trained to do that.

Sergeant.

Professional standards.

Is he? If you'd told him you knew me,

you'd be persona non grata on your first day.

Well, I felt bad ignoring you.

Here's another bill that we cannae pay.

Get on your knees!

She's seeing someone else.

She's shagging someone, I'm telling you. I know it.

No, she'll just be needing a bit of time to herself, mate.

You told him about you and her yet?

I'll be in touch.

Truth be told

I'm not the man I once was

But I also know

I'm not the man that I once was

I search for signs between the lines

Of right and wrong

Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm, Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm

Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm.

I think I've had a breakthrough.

A breakthrough? Yeah.

Yeah.

That's the right thing to say, isn't it? Breakthrough?

I was at my ex-wife's new house.

This...

..big new house.

Mansion. It's a mansion.

I had to pick up Sammy.

And was her new husband there? Lockie?

Yes.

Lockie was there. Lachlan.

Still the only Lockie I've ever met.

No-one at my school was called Lockie.

Or Lachlan.

Well, anyway, so I went there, and did all the usual.

I stood on the steps of, you know, his mansion, and er,

was being all grown up, shaking his hand,

his two...

..fucking... Sorry.

It's OK. His two, er, 80 grand cars in the drive and...

And so, I did all of that...

And I didn't want to kill him.

It's the first time I've been and not wanted to kill the guy.

And I thought...

..this is a breakthrough, John.

You're having... You're having a breakthrough.

And you didn't feel any resentment at all?

No, nothing.

All gone.

And you didn't get that urge you get?

You know, to do something silly?

No, no.

It was just...

I...

I think I felt relieved.

Relieved?

In what way?

In every way.

I think they're better off with him than they are with me.

Do you mean in monetary terms? Or in terms of your job?

It's not just the job.

Things feel like they're unravelling,

everything's slipping out of control.

Like we're... We're on the way somewhere to...something.

And it's not going to be good.

It feels like Rhona and Sammy being with Lockie...

..puts them on the other side of that fence.

They're safe now.

What brought that on?

I don't know.

Sorry.

No, don't apologise.

Hmm...

I know how I've been.

I've been feeling sorry for myself.

No, you haven't... I have.

I've been a pain in the arse.

But I think I know what to do now.

I can see a way through. Mm...

OK.

OK... OK, so there's... There's no gangsters in Edinburgh?

That's what he said.

He said there's only people who think they're gangsters.

OK, nice, nice. So, what the fuck are we, then?

He said a polisman told him.

Oh, a polisman? What fucking polisman?

I don't know.

I told him about yous.

I told him he was robbing Darryl Christie.

You said what?

I told him...

You don't mention anybody's fucking name!

Are you fucking stupid?

You don't mention anybody's fucking name!

You understand, son?

What else did he fucking say?

He said, "Why don't you have a stag on?"

What? "A stag on"?! What the fuck's a stag on?

He said it's basic camp security.

All right, is he taking the fucking piss?

What the fuck are you two cunts going on about?

I feel like you're just talking a load of fucking shite to me.

And what I really want to know, son,

is why you've nae got a mark on your face,

why you didnae put up a fight.

He had a gun!

He had a gun? Oh, so, he can fight back, but you can't?

All right.

Well, come on, sit down.

Come on, sit down, get comfortable.

Sit down!

Urgh!

Argh... Look at me, son.

I got a question for you.

What hand do you wank with? Huh?

What handed are you?

Right-handed.

No! Argh!

Right, you... You took the kicking, well done.

What finger should he lose?

We'll get the money back.

It's nae about the money, son.

What finger should he lose?

What finger should he lose?

His pinky.

No!

Oh, his pinky? What, for five grand?

No!

Nice, nice.

Right, cut it off.

No. What do you mean, no? Cut it off.

He's my mate. He's your what?

He's your mate?

No, no, no, no, son. There's no mates in this game.

Don't you see what he did there? Come on, use your brain.

What, you took the kicking and him and some other cunt,

they're off with the fucking money.

He set you up, son.

Cut his fucking finger off, now.

I'll dae anything else.

Do whatever you say!

Whatever I say?

All right. Did you hear that? Whatever I say.

All right. Whatever I say.

Right, shut him up for me.

No!

MUFFLED GRUNTS AND YELPS

SCREAMS

I still don't know if it's doing me any good.

Well, it must be, if you're still going.

I feel bad for her.

Andrea.

My wee shrink.

I feel like I have to make her feel like she's helping me.

You know? I feel a deep sense of obligation to her.

What progress have you made on McJagger's stabbing?

You found the man who intervened yet?

Er...

Shiv got a name.

She went round a few different homeless places.

He's called Andy Rolland.

He's ex-Royal Regiment of Scotland.

One of the workers at the homeless projects recognised his picture,

thinks he's got a spot off a close on the high street.

I'll go there now. Good, good. I need to see some progress.

There's a bus load of traumatised tourists tweeting about it.

How do you think that makes us look?

Aye. Aye, everybody loves a Highland warrior until they meet one.

Highland warrior, my arse.

LOCK CLICKS

DISTANT: Come on, now!

Relax...

Come on.

ENGINE REVS

SPEEDS AWAY

SHE PANTS

Should we not have parked at the top and walked down?

You're in the city of John Knox, Shiv.

Life's supposed to be difficult.

PANTING

MOBILE VIBRATES

John.

I'm glad I caught you.

I'm sorry you found out from Sammy about...

I can't talk the now, Rhona.

I'm busy. I don't have time.

Well, we need to talk about it, John, so phone me back.

I will.

For fuck's sake...

Ho!

What the fuck are yous doing?!

Rebus?

He was a decent guy, your brother.

I liked him.

How's he doing?

Ah, he's fine.

Still a miserable bastard, like, but, er...that's a family trait.

How long have you been out?

About six weeks now.

No, I meant the army, not the jail.

Ah, got you. Er...

About three years.

Do you recognise either of them?

No.

I just...

I saw the lad with the knife.

I think I thought they're going to kill him, so I just steamed in.

You probably did save his life, eh?

So it's a good thing you did.

Do you remember anything else?

I think that one had a tattoo on his neck.

What of?

I don't know.

Just looked like a tat.

Wasn't a birthmark or anything, it was ink.

That's a start.

Why did you run away?

I don't know.

I'm just out the jail, eh? I...

I panicked.

Well, you didnae do anything wrong. Well, can I go now, then?

Here, let me give you something.

I don't want your money. It's for your time.

Here.

The brew's fine.

Andy!

Fight for your country,

thank you very much, now piss off and don't bother us.

Is that why you went easy on him?

I didnae go easy on him.

You were going on about my tribe.

I know who yours are now.

It's a fact. The jails are full of ex-servicemen and no-one cares.

I don't think it's really like that any more.

There's plenty of charities.

There's Help For Heroes, and all that.

And Poppy Day lasts longer than Christmas these days.

He just doesn't want to get help,

that's his problem.

Male pride.

I don't have that.

You can get the teas.

I'm just saying, you can help yourself if you want.

What do you want?

Michael, I ken you don't want to talk to me.

Just listen. It's about someone you know.

A boy that was in your battalion, Andrew Rolland.

What about him?

He's a witness in something.

Ah, so you want my help now?

Ah, come on to fuck, Michael. The boy needs help, eh?

I just...

I thought maybe you could get through to him, but...

Cos I doubt anyone else will.

Hello. Neil. Michael. How you doing, pal?

I'm all right, Mick. How's you?

I'm fine, mate, you know. You see it all.

Aye, tell me about it.

Yeah, listen, mate, what you up to?

I've just heard a bit of news about a laddie

that used to be in your platoon.

I think we should set up a trust fund for Sammy.

A trust fund?

My dad set one up for me and my brother when we were born.

And, obviously, with our news, I'm going to do one for him.

I just didn't want Sammy to feel left out.

She wouldn't. She won't.

How do you know?

She wouldn't expect anything like that.

It's about opportunity, isn't it?

Giving her the freedom to do what she wants in the future.

If her brother has that and she didn't, well, it wouldn't be fair.

How much are we talking about?

I know £1 million isn't much these days, but it's a start.

£1 million.

Are you kidding?

No.

I don't know. I would have to talk to her dad about it.

I wish I'd been the one to tell him.

He won't like a trust fund. He's quite Presbyterian at times.

And I don't want Sammy growing up not having to work.

I want her to have a purpose when she's older.

And she'd still have that. You'd instil that in her.

This is about fairness.

Hi. Here for James McJagger.

OK, one second, please.

There is internal bruising...

Shiv!

Put the fucking knife down! Do you hear me? Put the...

ALARMS BLARE

Help!

Get the fuck off me! Please!

Still! Keep still! Or I will break your fucking arm!

Keep still, do you hear me?!

Help! Can we get some fucking help in here!

Help!

We need a central line just now. Adrenaline.

Keep the pressure on the wound. Cross stitch. I've got it.

I need some more help, now!

Argh! Don't move!

Don't move!

Stab wound in the neck... Got him, got him.

Central line please. Adrenaline, please.

Get an IV and I need a central line. Get more help!

Not happy?

No, they are not happy.

McJagger's just been stabbed to death

in a hospital bed in broad daylight.

That boy, Jack.

He wasn't one of the people who was involved in the initial assault.

He's too slight.

No, it must be connected.

Yeah, he's been put up to it by someone.

Has he said anything?

Just his name. He's still in shock.

He's from Edinburgh, but he gave an address in Fife.

68...

..Keir Hardie Gardens.

Keir Hardie Gardens?

My brother's been staying there.

I'll get on to P division in Fife, get them to check out the address.

Listen...

..erm...

..I might have a name for who could be involved here.

Darryl Christie.

And how did you get this information?

Cafferty.

I didn't go to him. He phoned me.

And why do you think he would phone you, John?

Cafferty phoned me. He told me he had some information.

It would have been remiss of me not to listen.

We're not here to do what Cafferty wants.

We're not!

We're solving the case.

Christie was in Polmont when he was 17 for a stabbing.

He's got form.

There is a link between Cafferty and Christie.

Christie's dad used to worked for Cafferty.

But he committed suicide. It was a while back.

Must have been round the time that Darryl went to jail.

Erm, so, did... And we investigated it?

Mm. Won't be in the system, it's too long ago,

so I'll get on to records about it.

I can go and see Christie.

Don't let Cafferty think that you're doing this for him.

I mean it. I'm not doing it for him.

I'm the one who knows what happened between you.

And if you're not telling me the truth here...

I know what you did for me, Gill.

I don't have long here. I have a pension. Big pension.

And nothing or no-one is going to put that at risk.

Understand?

I just want to retire and drink myself to death in peace.

That's the dream.

Open or closed?

Shut it.

You done your statement?

Yeah.

How you feeling?

Fine. Yeah.

Good.

Thanks, by the way.

You know, for in the room.

Don't be silly.

I slipped.

He had a few years on you, so...

What you trying to say, like?

I mean it, though.

Yeah, you would've done the same for me.

I think.

Ger Cafferty phoned me up yesterday.

I think the attack on Jimmy maybe spooked him.

He gave me a name.

Darryl Christie.

I don't know him.

I think you and me should go and say hello to him.

I don't want charity from anyone, Mick.

I don't want a free ride. I just want to earn money.

Proper money, you know?

Everybody's in the same boat, Neil.

I'm sick of it.

Do you remember what we always used to say to each other?

Before we left?

Fuck's sake, Andy.

Look at the state of you.

Come on, son.

Kick! One, two, hook.

Again.

I appreciate that, man. Thanks, man. OK.

That young boy Jack's gone and killed McJagger.

Look, I never expected him to do it, all right?

What did you fucking take him there for, then?

Well, he said he'd do anything.

So, I said, "OK, you fucking wide-o, why don't you get in there and kill this fucking cunt for us?"

I thought he'd just jump out and fuck off. But he never.

Look, it's Barry, Darryl. He's pan breed.

Which is what you wanted, no?

And what if the cunt grasses? Eh?

What if the shock wears off and he realises he's going to do life?

It's fine, man. Nothing connects him to you anyway.

You do.

Nash.

I like your tattoo, Shaun.

Oh, aye?

Aye.

We'll catch up soon.

Mr Christie.

I'm Detective Sergeant Rebus.

Yeah, I know who you are. Oh, do you? Mm-hm.

Did you hear about that business at the hospital today?

I did. Terrible.

And where have you been today?

You know, round about. Why?

Because I want to know why that young laddie killed McJagger,

and I heard it might have something to do with you.

Me? No.

No?

McJagger works for Cafferty.

And?

REBUS CHUCKLES

And!

Darryl did a bit of time when he was younger for a stabbing.

And now look at all this.

Pleased to meet you.

Detective Constable Siobhan Clarke.

Pleased to meet you, Siobhan.

I just want you to know, Darryl, if anything else happens...

..you're going to be my first port of call.

And I'll do everything I can to help.

I'm always open to helping people.

Always.

You be careful, Darryl.

You be very careful.

You have a nice day, Siobhan.

Chicken, aye.

Meat and that. But I didn't know they put security tags in noodles.

Aye, but you shouldn't have been shoplifting anything!

We've never done noodles before. So you've done all this before!?

Move. Get out!

What's up?

Chrissie, darling, how you doing?

Neil. Long time, no see.

Hiya. How you doing?

This is Andy. He was in Delta Company.

Listen, I just need to get something for Neil from the shed.

All right? You all right?

Where'd you get it?

I'm not going to be a victim, Neil.

We know the army doesnae gie a fuck about us once we've left.

There's too many boys cannae hack it when they come out. Not me.

Buy your wee one something.

If there's anything you need me for, pal...

..just shout.

You didn't phone me back, so I came round.

No, I, erm...

I forgot.

Sorry.

I brought you some groceries in case you're not eating.

You better come in, then.

Italian-style ground coffee.

Your favourite.

HE CHUCKLES

I wanted to be the one who told you.

I'm fine.

Honestly. It's all good.

It wasn't something we'd planned.

I mean, we'd talked about it, and, you know...

But we weren't expecting it to happen so quick.

Same as Sammy.

That's not what happened with Sammy.

She was conceived on New Year's Eve.

New Year's Day. Same thing.

Scotland's fertility festival.

Stop it.

I meant what I said when I phoned!

Congratulations!

And to Lockie! Tell him that!

I will.

When are you due?

Round about Christmas.

A saviour.

SHE LAUGHS

Seriously though, if it's a boy, right...

..you give him a proper name.

Don't go calling him Crawford or...

..Finlay...

..or any of that "Gay-lic" shite.

"Gah-lic."

"Gah-lic." You know what I mean.

Thank you.

Mm, not bad.

What does Sammy think?

She says she's excited.

A little brother or sister.

I didn't mean to drop her in it when she phoned.

Oh, she's very annoyed at you. Says you're a grass.

I'm a copper, I have to grass.

I told her that.

Have you made it up with Michael yet?

No, not yet.

Well, I was thinking I would like to go round and see them.

I don't know.

How?

I think they might be a wee bit embarrassed.

You know how folk get when things aren't going so well.

You're not trying to keep me from them, are you?

No. No, I'm not.

I genuine... I think they might be embarrassed.

It's like you're intruding around there.

Well, I can't do any worse than you've done, can I?

No.

Maybe not.

So...

..Lockie was talking about setting up a trust fund for Sammy today.

A trust fund?

He's in such a bubble.

That's great.

It's not great, John. Aye, it is.

I'd have loved me a trust fund.

What? Do you not want him to do it?

I worry.

I worry about what it might do to her.

Tell him I'll take it.

SHE LAUGHS

How much is he wanting to give her?

I don't know.

I just find it all a bit disorientating, you know?

Just the ease of it all.

Well, I say, fill your boots.

Do you think that, though?

I do.

I'm happy for you.

You will go and see Michael, won't you? For Sammy's sake.

The boys are her cousins.

OK.

I will.

Oh, hey!

How was your day? Anything exciting happen?

I don't know how you do it.

It sounds so grim and depressing.

Mm...

And dangerous.

It's badly paid, too.

Why do you do it?

I could get you a job with me.

You're beginning to sound like my parents, Kirsten.

I've told you, don't...

Don't do that.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello, Malcolm.

I heard what happened at the hospital today. Are you all right?

I'm fine. I could come round, if you want.

No, honestly, I'm...

I'm totally fine. I just want to sleep.

Right, OK. I'll...

I'll see you tomorrow, OK?

Erm, OK. You know best. Bye.

Do you fancy going out?

Yeah. Yeah. Come on.

I need you to be straight with me.

I don't mind a bevvy...

..but are you using anything else?

No.

I swear.

I'm clean.

You're welcome to stay here until we get something sorted out.

Thank you.

Hey, you don't need to thank me, son.

Michael, we don't have room to swing a cat in here.

He's no a cat, though, is he?

We cannae afford another mouth to feed.

It might just be for a few days. We'll manage.

I'm sick of managing.

And what about the boys?

Shoplifting.

Ach, they were only trying to help.

They're good lads.

Aye, but that disnae matter if they've got a criminal record.

It's OK, Chrissie.

Come on.

I'll deal with it.

I promise.

Things are going to be better.

How?

How are they?

What's this?

Me and the lads, we did a bit of work together.

What bit of work?

Just relax.

I'll explain everything later.

No, Michael, you need to tell me what's going on.

DANCE MUSIC THROBS

What the fuck?

MUSIC CONTINUES

What you wanting?

No. No more.

Aren't you drunk? I'm fine.

What's wrong with you?

I'm in the polis.

QUIZ SHOW ON TV

KNOCK ON DOOR

All right?

Fine.

And yourself?

I'm all right.

Listen...

..about the other day...

..I shouldn't have done it to you.

I'm sorry.

It was a lucky punch. You took me unawares.

Aye, it was lucky, you're right.

That flat you said there was drug dealing in.

Where was that?

Erm...

Top landing.

Last one on the right.

Is that number 68 by any chance?

Something like that.

How?

There was a murder at the General today...

..And the boy that did it gave that flat as his address.

Maybe I should listen to you.

Aye.

It was on the news.

You thought something was going on over there.

You never know the half of it.

Where did you get that money?

I told you.

I did a bit of work...

..For Neil.

It's all good.

We've got enough to pay the bills. That's what matters. Nothing else.

Aye.

Hello?!

Fuck.

Nearly there.

Is it OK if I get my head down?

Course.

I suppose with you being in jail, you know who people are?

Well, aye.

You kind of have to know who's who.

You ever heard of someone called Darryl Christie?

Aye.

He owns a gym. How?

We'll talk about it in the morning.

It's going to be OK, son.

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