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You're well shot of that place.

But it was my home.

I'm 25 years old, no' got a girlfriend, nae job,

nae home - nothing.

-You kissed me, Patrick.

-I'm sorry. It should never have happened.

Mum, I do want you in my life. Just not here.

See your plans to take over Shieldinch?

-You've met your match.

-Want to introduce me to him?

This is your doing, isn't it?

Well, you know, I am a concerned citizen.

-That witch Eileen. This was down to her.

-She'll pay for it.

This isn't over.

FOOTSTEPS

You going to drink that or just sit looking at it all night?

Just not in the mood. I had to get out of the house.

Oh, yeah? What's AJ been up to now?

I'm due a break. Why don't I pour myself a glass and I'll join you?

Oh, here we go.

What has to happen before that family are ashamed to show

themselves in here?

-Everything OK?

-I need to go... Sorry.

Service here.

A bottle of your finest fizz.

Will you have time to drink it before Amber's curfew?

Oh, don't you worry about that. We've got it covered.

Right, bottle of the best, then, thanks, Gary.

£84, please.

The Ship keeps a classier cellar than it did in your day.

Pay the woman.

You deal with them.

-Do you want me to pour?

-Be my guest.

Put your wallet away, son. You're not going to need it.

-Why not?

-Just put it away.

-What's going on?

-Absolutely no idea.

Sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but you're going to have to drink up.

I'm afraid the bar needs to close.

Not my call. It's an edict from the Licensing Committee.

What's going on?

I've had my licence suspended.

There's been complaints from the neighbours about lock-ins

and noise pollution and punters fighting at closing time.

-But that's all nonsense.

-This is you.

You've done this as revenge.

Don't you turn away from me!

I am sick of you thinking you can lay down the law around here.

Is this the part where the piano player leaves the saloon?

No, this is the part where you quit thinking you're running things.

Folk are fed up of it. Look at you. You're pathetic!

You're a pathetic wee man who derives all his self-worth

from strutting about and bullying other people.

-You done?

-No, I'm not done, so listen up.

If Amber had been recalled to prison for throwing the McLeans

on the street, it would have been her fault, not mine.

So start taking responsibility for your own family's failings.

Yeah, let's talk about family. What about that loopy son of yours?

He's still not allowed to walk the streets.

-You know nothing about Brian.

-Are you done with the theatrics?

I'm finished having you mess me about!

However far my enemies are prepared to go,

I'm always prepared to go that one step further.

That's why I'm going to be around here long after you're gone.

Leave the champagne. You haven't paid for it.

Ah!

Aw.

-So sad.

-I know!

I was just having a wee laugh at the ads there. Tragic or what?

Honest, you don't need to do that face. I'm happy being single.

Oh, well, that's a shame. Cos I've got a proposition for you.

Well, when I say I'm happy, I mean I'm flexible.

It's not me.

Course not.

But my friend, Cassie. She's seen you around and she'd really

-like to meet you.

-Really?

-Really.

What's wrong with her?

So, what's next?

What do you mean?

Well, the way Eileen spoke to you last night, you're not going to

leave it at closing her pub. What's the plan?

As the mouse said looking into the trap, "I'm not getting into that".

When are you going to start treating me

-like a part of this business?

-When you learn to keep the head.

Until then, you're on the coffee run. Go on, I'll have a latte.

'You should have a record of it,'

because my pub was closed last night by police officers,

acting on an order from your Licensing Committee.

OK, can you put me through to someone further up the food chain?

Hello?

She hung up on me.

You were a bit off.

I've got every right to be.

Every minute the pub's closed, I'm losing money.

Still think Lenny's behind it?

I don't think - I know. And I told him as much.

I heard you did more than that.

Oh, that was just the warm-up. You watch this space.

Only me!

Oh, is that the time?

Morning, dear. I'm just here to pick Stuart up.

Yeah, sorry, Liz, he's still getting dressed.

I'm a bit behind this morning, thanks to Lenny Murdoch.

You can blame Lenny for many things,

but not Stuart being late for school.

You might want to review your morning routine.

I'll just go and hurry him along.

So, that little performance you gave last night

is the talk of the steamie.

Well, somebody has to stand up to him.

-It might as well be me.

-I don't think that's wise, Eileen.

We both know that Lenny can be a dangerous enemy.

So why don't you just do what you have to do to get the pub

open again, then just let things lie?

In fact, why not come into town with me and have a coffee?

-I'm meeting Brian there later.

-Oh, are you?

Just one of our wee catch-ups.

I seem to have stepped into Malcolm's shoes in that department.

I know. And I appreciate it. Give him my love.

Tell him to drop by sometime.

PHONE RINGS

-I need to take this.

-Listen, you'll forget about Lenny.

Don't worry. Scarlett! How can I help you?

-BOTH:

-Oh!

-See?!

-You need to call in a plumber.

Can Jimmy not have a go at it with a plunger?

See if you've been pouring chip fat down the plug hole, you'll be in

breach of your tenancy agreement and I'll be landing you with a big bill.

The only thing that's going to be landing round here is a letter from

the Citizens Advice, reminding you of your obligations as a landlady.

And for your information, I only use oven chips!

All right, Ma. I'm sure Eileen will get it sorted.

-Yeah, I'll see what can I do.

-Thanks. I'll show you out.

How have you been, anyway? I've not seen you around much.

-Have you been busy at Chrome?

-No. That didn't really work out.

-Oh?

Don't let me keep you.

Look, it's been ages since we've had a proper catch-up.

-Why don't we pop over to the Oyster?

-I'm not even dressed yet.

-Later. Half ten? Come on, it'll do you good. Coffee's on me.

-Right.

Alasdair, I'll give you a hand with that.

You're very kind, thank you.

Bit early for you, is it not?

Oh, we don't open until ten. I'm just doing a delivery run.

Donations...obviously.

Just dump them down there, I'll manage the rest of the way.

Sure.

MOBILE RINGTONE

That's your mobile, is it not?

No, don't think so.

Screening your calls, eh?

Thank you. You've been very helpful.

-All right?

-Aye. You?

Got that paperwork for you to sign.

On you go, I'll be there in a minute.

-Hi!

-Oh, hi.

How you doing?

-Great...I think. Unless you know something I don't.

-No, no, no!

Actually, you could help me with something.

-Woke up this morning to some plumbing problems.

-You too?

I've just had the same thing over the road.

Yeah, it's all the flats in our stair.

I called the council. They can't get anyone out until this afternoon.

Maybe a wee phone call from Councillor Donachie

-might speed things along.

-Course. I'm on it. Actually, is Annie in?

-Uh-huh.

-Think I'll just pop up. See if there's any damage.

There isn't. Just the call to the council would do it.

Yeah, yeah, but I should check personally.

I am your landlord.

So it's just the smell? There's not been any...

..bubbling?

No, no. The sooner we can get the council on to it, the better.

OK, I'll do that when I get home.

Actually, I, erm, wanted to check on you, anyway.

Last night in the pub, it seemed like you wanted to chat.

Did I?

Yeah. And then, you left quite abruptly, just as Alex turned up.

Is there something going on between the two of you?

-You are joking me!

-Spare me the judgment, Eileen.

You can't be any harder on me than I am on myself.

Sorry, I just didn't have you down as the type.

Like I didn't have you down as the type to sleep with my son?

OK, I asked for that.

I always thought AJ would be the one to destroy our marriage, not me.

This doesn't have to be the end for you and AJ.

-It might even make things better.

-Because it evens out the score?

It's driving me crazy. I can't eat. I can't sleep.

I can't seem to settle anything. My head's churning with it.

Hey, you need to stop beating yourself up. You made a mistake.

Now, move on.

It was a mistake, right?

Right.

Swear to me, Eileen. Swear to me you won't say a word.

Of course.

I need to speak to you.

Yep.

Use your contacts on the Licensing Committee to reopen

my pub by lunchtime today or I will make it public knowledge

-that you're having an affair with Annie Jandhu.

-Nah, you're all right.

I'm serious.

So am I. I can't think of one person who would be remotely interested

in anything that may, or may not, have happened between me and Annie.

Except maybe AJ. He's the one with everything to lose. His marriage,

-his premises.

-His premises?

-He leases the Oyster from me.

If he finds out I've been with his wife,

then it's gonnae make things awkward. And I don't like awkward.

But, you know, do your worst.

Or here's an alternative - why don't you give up and ship out?

Cos after what you did to Lenny in the pub last night,

-this isn't going to end well.

-Is that some kind of threat?

I'm trying to be nice here.

Sorry to hear that your tenants have got plumbing problems.

-How did you know about that?

-Hoi! Eileen!

My lavvy's just backed up all over my lino!

'You're saying that Lenny Murdoch'

has sabotaged the whole street's sewage systems just to get to you?

He knows how many properties I manage in the area.

He's trying to cause problems with my tenants.

-How do you know it was him?

-There was a guy messing about

with the drains this morning and when Molly spoke to him

he said he was from the council, but when I phoned the council

they said that they didn't have any contractors in the area.

It must've been one of his men.

Seems like an awful lot of trouble to go to.

He's showing me he can get right into my life,

-even into my tenants' flats.

-OK, I'll see if I can track down

these rogue workers, but I don't fancy our chances.

If he gets away with it again...

I'll also speak to the Licensing Committee. Let them know

-any complaints were malicious.

-Thanks.

But it doesn't really solve my bigger problem, though, does it?

Eileen, I know you want to get Lenny. I do, too.

But we just need to wait for him to mess up.

-And if he doesn't?

-Everyone makes a fatal mistake in the end.

Just make sure it's not you, eh?

Right. Thanks. Bye.

Here we go.

Roll and sausage. Extra brown sauce.

Now, don't say I'm not good to you.

What are you doing here? AJ could come home any minute.

-He won't. He's on his own in the Oyster.

-Come in.

-I thought we agreed not to do this.

-That's not why I'm here.

I thought you should know, I ran into Eileen Donachie earlier.

She knows we slept together.

Sorry. She caught me at a low point.

-She said she wouldn't tell anyone.

-And you believed her?

-I thought you could handle this.

-I can.

-Doesn't look like it.

She said we're having "an affair".

Yeah, well, they are her words, not mine.

Glad to hear it.

But I shouldn't have said anything. I'm sorry. That was stupid.

Yeah, it was. The last thing I need is folk knowing my business,

-thinking they have something over me.

-That's a bit dramatic.

-Is it?

That woman just tried to use her wee bit of gossip to blackmail me.

-What?!

-Nothing I can't handle,

-but it might cause you trouble if she decides to tell AJ.

-She won't.

You sound very sure.

Whatever Eileen Donachie has on me and you, I've got heaps more on her.

Like what?

It's been like this ever since David died. I'm just doing the minimum.

I don't have the energy to feel bad about it.

-I just feel numb.

-You should go and see the doctor.

-I have.

-And did it help?

I've lost my marriage, my home, my job...and my baby.

There's not a pill on Earth that can make me feel better.

Maybe revenge would.

I don't know the ins and outs of what happened, Kelly-Marie,

but I do know that you being part of the Murdoch clan

has made your life much harder than it should have been.

-What's this about?

-Lenny Murdoch has been a blight on this place

for too long. You've seen him up close.

You know how he works, the skeletons in his closet.

-I can't help you.

-You can.

I take him down, I go with him.

How do you mean?

I brought Lenny back to Shieldinch.

He'd gone for good. I brought him back because I needed him

to deal with Billy Kennedy.

And everything that's happened since is because I made that call.

Because with folk like Lenny, there's no final move.

No, they just keep going further and further.

So, what happened?

They declared war. Lenny had Billy done in in jail.

I thought he killed himself.

Once Billy was gone, Martina, she...

Martina was out of control.

And Lenny? Well, he couldn't have that, could he?

So...

Lenny had her...killed?

I've not seen her since David's funeral. I don't think anyone has.

Maybe that's why I feel like this.

I made that one call to bring Lenny back

and now I've got all this blood on my hands.

So I can't help you,

because whatever Lenny's stained with, it's on me, too.

No. You haven't done anything.

But none of this would have happened if I hadn't made that call.

You enjoying that?

MUMBLING

Don't talk with your mouth full. Your mammy never teach you that?

Mind you, I'm not surprised. Manners was never her thing, was it?

How much longer are you going to keep me here?

Oh, don't worry. "The hour approacheth".

I'm not really sure how the rest of that goes.

The Bible was never really my thing.

But as I recall, it was something about hearing voices.

-You'll be good with that.

-Why am I here?

Well, things haven't been going that well for you, lately.

You've found yourself, well, living rough, and now you're squatting

in a flat just round the corner from where you used to live.

Being here was messing with your mind. It's made you remember things,

like how much people hate you, especially your mammy.

Things have got on top of you.

So you went, you got yourself a gun, and today...

..you're going to kill yourself.

But first... you're going to kill your mother.

Hope you enjoyed the roll and sausage, son.

That was your Last Supper.

Give it a couple of hours, call Eileen Donachie,

tell her you've found the source of the plumbing problems.

When she gets here, pull the trigger. Stick that back in his gub

and try no' to make too much of a mess.

Just ring me when it's over.

CHUCKLES

Good grief! What kind of person donated this?

A High Court judge, perhaps?

Or maybe not.

Don't you believe it. They judges are a kinky lot.

I could tell you some stories.

Please don't.

You know, I think these might

be theatrical costumes.

Aye, well,

I wouldnae pay to see these articles on a stage.

Ew!

Martina Kennedy's disappeared and Kelly-Marie's told us

that Lenny killed her.

What more do you need?

Evidence.

Can you not search the cab office?

And close Lenny's business for the day, like he's closed yours?

This isn't tit for tat -

the man has murdered somebody.

CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO

Don't break anything.

She did this.

Probably.

If you wouldn't mind coming down the station,

helping us with the inquiry.

-I'll give you a lift.

-You charging me?

No. Not yet.

CAR LOCK BEEPS

What if they find something?

Nothing to find. Look,

you've got the rest of the day to yourself, eh?

Root out one of your old pals, take them for lunch.

I can't believe you're being so relaxed about this.

It's called keeping the heid - try it sometimes.

Eileen Donachie doesnae know it,

but she's just played right into my hands.

SHE EXHALES

Angus? What can I get you?

Erm...cheapest beverage on the menu, ta.

-Oh, pushing out the boat, are we?(!)

-Blind date.

Oh, is this the lucky lady here?

-What?

-Angus here's waiting on a blind date. Could it be you?

No. And if it was?

Still no.

Latte, thanks.

Do you know what? Forget that drink. I'm not up for this.

Don't let Amber Murdoch put you off your stroke.

No, it's not that.

I should be saving my cash for investment purposes,

not splashing it on random women.

OK, well, do you want me to give the lassie a message?

Aye.

Aye, tell her...

Tell her I've come down with the scabies.

Scabies? Loving your work.

Angus?

I'm Cassie. Angel's friend.

Angus, should you not be getting along to the doc's?

He's got scabies.

No, I don't.

Let's just have a wee seat.

AJ, if you could just bring my drink over,

and whatever the lady's having.

Espresso, thanks.

-Are you hungry?

-I've eaten.

You are already my perfect woman.

Hello, it's me.

Amber. Amber Murdoch.

Listen, I've just got back to Glasgow,

and I was wondering if you fancy meeting up.

Drinks? Dinner?

Actually, it would need to be lunch,

but, you know, lunch can be good.

So...call me.

Or don't.

SHE SIGHS

Cheer up, might never happen.

Nothing ever does round here.

Okey dokes.

I didn't think you were going to show.

Me neither.

I don't usually do blind dates.

I've got a...a knack of attracting weirdos.

You think I'm a weirdo?

No, actually, you seem fine. It's early days, obviously,

but initial signs are positive.

What about me?

I don't know, I'm still weighing you up.

Don't let the scabies thing throw you.

Even if I did have them, which I don't,

they are very treatable these days.

Even the ones that occur in the trouser department.

Ointment from the neck down, and everything in a hot wash.

-Apparently.

-Great.

See, you're thinking I know all this

because I've got an infestation,

but what I've really got is an interest

-in parasitic organisms.

-OK.

Seriously. We did them in biology at school and I loved them.

In fact, I would go as far as to say that they were my favourite animal.

So how's the whole weighing-up thing going?

You decided if I'm a weirdo yet?

Actually, I think you're kind of cute.

Excellent. But don't let my innocent good looks fool you.

Behind this boyish facade,

I am 100% brute masculinity.

-AJ:

-So that's...

one espresso,

and one child's milk.

Cheapest beverage on the menu, mate.

I know what you mean, though, about dating.

I totally suck at it.

No. I don't believe you.

It's true. I always say the wrong thing.

HE LAUGHS

Angus, can I be frank with you?

Shoot.

I'm not here cos I want a date, I'm here cos I want a husband.

Oh, good, you're here. I don't want to keep Brian waiting.

Have a nice time.

I will, I will.

See you tomorrow.

Now, I left some things tucked away under the counter.

Yes, donations, Liz and I sorted them out.

You went through the bags?

Yes, with a pair of tongs.

There was a pair of gent's undercrackers in there

you wouldn't believe.

An incinerator would have been too good for them.

Oh, dear.

Those items weren't meant for sale.

I put them under the counter for safekeeping.

Safekeeping for what?

There are some things there that might have been

-of interest to a specialist dealer.

-Oh?

A specialist dealer who

specialises in gents' trolleys

and Cher CDs?

Thank you, Molly, I'll take it from here.

If you could just show me where you've stored the relevant items.

Oh, just round and about.

Apart from the unmentionables -

they're in the bin,

wrapped in three carrier bags.

And the theatre costumes have gone too.

Gone where, pray tell?

Well, a wee wifey came in about half an hour ago

and took the lot for a fiver.

She's gonnae cut them up and make cushion covers.

Hey. Got your message, what's going on?

We can reopen.

The Licensing Committee have accepted DI Donald's

assurance that the complaints were malicious.

Thank goodness. I was worried for my job there.

Are they going to take action against Lenny Murdoch?

No. Cos, funnily enough, he didn't make the complaints

in his own name. But he'll get what's coming to him,

-don't you worry.

-What do you mean?

-PHONE RINGS

-Oh.

Sorry, need to take this.

Hello?

Who is this?

Right, OK, can you hold on a minute?

Someone's been onto Environmental Health about the plumbing problems,

so can I leave you two in charge

-and deal with this?

-Yeah, no bother.

Hi.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, several of my properties have been affected.

Why do you ask?

Buddy, what can I do you for?

-I'm looking for a woman.

-Oh, good for you.

No, no, a specific woman.

She was in the charity shop earlier and she happened to mention

to Molly that her next call was here for a coffee.

Small, early sixties, carrying a bag of theatrical costumes?

Oh, yeah. Sorry, you missed her.

-HE GROANS

-Was it something important?

-Only my past, my future, my everything.

-Oh.

In that case, it might be worth

popping next door to the pharmacy.

Her name's Maureen, she works there.

Oh! Oh, thank you. That's wonderful.

-Erm, she IS married.

-No concern of mine.

Can I help you?

No, thanks.

Only you're ringing the doorbell of one my properties.

Yes, I am.

Because, surprise, surprise,

number 13 Montego Street has been found to be the source of all

the plumbing problems my tenants have been experiencing.

-How is that even possible?

-I don't know.

The Environmental Health Officer's got a few theories

to discuss. He's in there...

-MUFFLED CRIES

-..ripping up floorboards, checking waste pipes.

-If you don't mind...

-If there's a maintenance situation

in one of our properties

then I'm going to deal with it, not you.

You know, you don't need to be like him, Amber.

You really don't.

MUFFLED YELLS

Amber?

Dave?

HE PANTS

Her course at uni finished,

but she wants to stay in Scotland.

So she needs to get married?

Did she not explain this to you?

She might have, but I was running out the door at the time.

You do know she's paying, right?

The guy that marries her gets five grand.

-Five?

-No strings.

You're always saying you're looking for investors, so...

Aye, investors in the business, no' in my surname.

Look, nae offence, right, but when I get married,

it's gonnae have to be for real.

Sorry.

I should've figured you were an old-fashioned kind of guy.

Sue me.

-See you about.

-Sure.

Sorry.

So he chatting you up again?

Would it matter if he was?

Course not.

You're not seeing anyone, are you?

No. Why?

Well, I've got an American friend, she wants UK residency

and she's looking for a guy to marry her.

And you thought of me?

Why not?

So you want me to get involved in some fake wedding?

It could suit you perfectly.

She's paying five grand,

and you're always saying you don't do commitment, so...

You say the same thing - why don't you marry her?

You know what? Maybe I will.

It's not like I'm ever going to find a decent bloke.

Maybe it's because you've got no idea

what makes a decent relationship.

SHE SCOFFS

You don't know that.

I know you think it's all right to marry for money.

Sorry, did I miss the bit where every guy around here

turned from a commitment-phobe to a hopeless romantic?

Maybe you've been hanging about with creeps so long

you've forgot what a decent one is.

And that's you, is it?

I don't pretend to know myself.

But if I'm gonnae have a relationship, then...

I want it to be real.

You wouldn't know a "real" relationship

if it hit you in the face.

Yep.

Maybe you're right.

Hey, Dad, only me.

Listen, I just had an interesting encounter with Big Dave.

Apparently he had plans for a party

and I turned up and spoiled things,

so he suggested rescheduling.

He says call him.

Oh, and I also bumped into someone

who's keen to chat,

but he's a bit tied up at the minute.

Call me when you get this.

HE GROANS, GASPS

Talk to me.

What happened that night, Lenny?

Why was Martina Kennedy at the cab office?

She was upset. She called me.

I went over.

There's history there.

All right, spare me the gory details.

I'd like to enjoy my tea tonight.

I understand.

I'd feel the same way thinking about you and Eileen Donachie going at it.

Martina said she needed to get away for a wee bit.

So me and Alex, we took her back to the cab office, got her a car.

You couldn't just send one to the house?

Or did you require a specific driver for the task?

I cannae remember now.

You know, you can answer these questions

and be out that door in five minutes.

Or I can caution you, and you'll be hanging around here

till your 24 hours are up.

Like I said...

..I'm no' in a hurry today.

Your call.

Take his statement.

CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO

-You told them?

-I never mentioned your name.

You're a liar. Do you have any idea what they'll

do if they find out it was me?

"They"? Is there somebody else involved? Is it Alex?

Stop it! I need to get away fae this.

What a happy coincidence.

Let's have a wee chat, eh?

You just gonnae let this happen?

SHE EXHALES

So...

what are the chances the McLeans left behind

some decent coffee?

Make that zero.

So what now, then?

When Lenny gets back?

We'll have to wait and see.

Why does he hate my mum so much?

Probably because she reported me to the cops.

And she's trying to get in the way of his new legit business.

So he wants to go straight so bad that he'll murder to make it happen?

-I need to pee.

-Be my guest.

HE SCOFFS

I can't believe Eileen did this.

Lenny has no idea that our investigation's

got anything to do with you.

Who's to say we're not acting on a variety of tip-offs?

And are you?

-Oh, my God!

-Kelly-Marie,

I can get you protection, but I need something in return.

So what do you know about the disappearance of Martina Kennedy?

Nothing.

-I don't believe you.

-Well, believe what you like,

you're not getting anything fae me.

Why won't you help us?

Because I don't want to wind up dead.

That's shocking. I remember marriage used to mean something.

Says the woman who got hitched in Vegas(!)

I was drunk, it was different.

Aye, but it's the money that makes it really bad.

Like she wanted to buy you

like you were a slab of meat.

I know.

I feel pure objectified.

Mind you - five grand, eh?

Away you go. He's worth much more than that.

Aw. Thanks, babe(!)

True, but, innit?

We need to back off this.

When you get Lenny, you need to get him

with his finger on the trigger or not at all.

We keep pushing through with this,

Kelly-Marie's going to be in danger.

-And for nothing - we've no evidence.

-Can you not find some?

Not unless we find the car that Martina left in.

What about Alex?

Has he not given you anything?

To be honest, I don't think he's going to be worth talking to.

Please. It's got to be worth a try. He might let something slip.

HE SIGHS

Ah-ha!

Success.

I followed a lead and tracked

our buyer down to the pharmacy.

These are your things.

No, it's not what you think.

Theatrical costumes?

A gentleman's waist clincher?

I am no Columbo,

but there's only one man I know

that fits that profile,

and I am looking at him.

Although where the grubby underpants fit into the equation

is anybody's guess.

They're my lucky pants...

for first nights...

on the stage.

Aye, well, not in the boudoir!

You'd no' get lucky with them.

Oh, dear.

It seems I've been rumbled.

So what is it? A moonlight flit?

Or do you owe the landlord rent?

That would fit with all those phone calls you're not answering.

No, it's nothing to do with cash.

A woman has become obsessed with me.

Aye, right(!)

Unlikely as it seems, it's true.

We performed together several years ago

and she imagined we had a frisson.

"A frisson"?

Is that what they call it in Perth?

I managed to shake her off,

but every now and again she tracks me down.

And when she does, I must move on.

Sounds like a tall tale to me.

And what irresistible quality

does this woman see in you that evades the rest of us?

It's not a laughing matter.

When this woman has me in her sights,

my every waking moment becomes a living hell.

Her pursuit of me is so dogged, so relentless,

I am condemned to abandon all I hold dear

and fly hither and thither like a hunted animal,

hoping that one day she will tire of the chase.

I'm...I'm sorry. I mean, I didn't know.

Well, you do now.

Which is why I must ask for your discretion.

If she calls here, please, I beg you,

don't give me away.

I've never heard of you.

Am I going to have to take you down the station?

I've told you what I know.

What if I don't believe you?

Get some evidence.

Or ask yourself whether you're working

from a reliable source of information.

What's that supposed to mean?

We both know that it was Councillor Donachie

who set this little train in motion.

But I don't know why you're acting on the suspicions of a woman

who facilitated the escape of a wanted murderer.

Hey. How was Brian?

I don't know.

He didn't turn up.

Well, maybe he forgot.

No, no, he's always very reliable.

So I walked up to where he's been staying,

and they told me he hasn't been seen in nearly a week.

There you go.

One statement, signed, sealed, and delivered.

Oh!

Any chance of a cup of coffee and a sandwich, for me being so helpful?

AMBER ON VOICEMAIL: 'Hey, Dad, only me.

'Listen, I just had an interesting encounter with Big Dave.

'Apparently he had plans for a party,

'but I turned up and spoiled things, so he suggested rescheduling.'

I know you can't breach confidentiality, but you have

to be able to tell me if he's been turning up for his appointments.

I'm his mother and I'm really concerned for his safety.

He's a vulnerable adult!

Oh, dear!

OK. Are you sure?

Right, thanks. Thanks for your help.

-Well?

-He missed his counselling session.

Oh, no!

Something's happened to him. I just know it.

Oh, Craig! Thank goodness you're here!

Look, something's happened to Brian.

Would you excuse us just for a minute, please?

Oh, yes, of course.

-Did you give Stevie Burns the money he needed to make his escape?

-No.

Not even a flinch.

-I know you are lying through your teeth.

-I'm not lying!

I just took a sworn statement from Annie Jandhu!

OK. I lied to you...

-because I couldn't compromise your integrity.

-Integrity?!

Eileen, have you any idea what that word even means?

How many times have I stuck my neck out for you?

Over Raymond. Over Paton. Over...over Lenny!

Just this morning, I pulled strings to get you your licence back.

I've pushed this investigation into Lenny

further than any of the evidence warrants.

I did all those things cos I thought we were on the same team!

We are! Stevie didn't mean to kill that guy and he didn't deserve jail!

Not your call!

You talk about Lenny thinking he's above the law.

You and him are two sides of the same coin!

I'm sorry, but I'm done.

I'm shutting down the investigation

into Martina Kennedy's disappearance.

There's no evidence of any wrongdoing.

OK, OK! But what about Brian? Will you help me look for him?

Eileen...!

See, from now on,

if you've got a problem that requires the police,

don't call me.

Tell me you never left a weapon in that house.

Good.

No, no, you stay where you are. I'll come and get it, OK?

Oh, and when this is over, me and you will need to have a wee chat.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Are you wanting to become a member?

Actually, I'm looking for my friend. Angel?

-Oh, right. She's in the back. I'll get her.

-Hey, you're Patrick, right?

Depends who's asking.

I don't owe you money, do I? SHE LAUGHS

You're clever. I'm Cassie.

-Patrick.

-I knew it.

Angel talks about you all the time.

Oh, so you're the, er... husband hunter, then?

You got it. But don't worry, I'm not going to proposition you.

Cassie. Everything all right?

I was just introducing myself to Patrick here.

I know you said he was gorgeous, but you never told me he was smart.

CASSIE LAUGHS

I never said gorgeous.

Oh... OK.

Do you want a get a coffee or something? I'll just get my coat.

Sure.

-I never said gorgeous.

-Mm-hm.

-BRIAN:

-'So how long did you do?'

Five years.

I was the model inmate.

Me too.

-Well, you're better now.

-I deal with it.

Do what I need to do to keep my head straight.

You know, I try and avoid stressful situations.

-How's that working out for you?

-Look, let me go!

-I can't.

-Please?

I'm sorry.

-I need to get some air.

-Take me with you.

I'm only going to get coffees.

Well, then untie me and you can say that I escaped whilst you were gone.

He won't buy that.

Listen, you need to do something. He's going to kill me!

-Do you want another murder on your conscience?

-That's not fair!

You can change this. Talk to him, make him let me go.

You don't know my dad.

I'm sorry.

If I could anything, I would.

SHE WALKS BACK

Open up.

I've got a bad feeling about this!

Something's not right.

You don't think it might be to do with Lenny?

What, you mean...? You think Lenny might have done something to Brian?

Well, he's targeted both my businesses.

Who's to say my family won't be next?

But the police were at his office all day.

You don't really think he does his own dirty work, do you?

Amber.

I saw Amber at the McLean's house earlier.

If Lenny DOES have something to do with this, she'll know.

Oh, dear! Do be careful!

MUFFLED CRIES

BANGING ON DOOR

-EILEEN:

-Hello!

-Hello, Amber! Are you in there?

-HE GASPS

BANGING ON DOOR, MUFFLED SCREAMS

PHONE RINGS

RINGING CONTINUES

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

What part of "don't call me" do you not get?

Amber Murdoch has got my son Brian in the McLean house.

She's doing something to him in there.

Well, I wouldn't buy a hat just yet.

She's probably just getting her hand back in. Slim pickings in that jail.

Will you take this seriously?! He's in danger!

You ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?

Just get here, please!

Absolutely, on it(!)

HE SCOFFS

Amber Murdoch, let me in or I'm going to shout the street down!

DOOR OPENS

If you don't keep off this property, I'll call the police.

They're already on their way.

-Oh, dear God!

-MUFFLED CRIES

Are you OK? Have they hurt you?

-Get away from him!

-Shut up!

They'll kill you and make it look like I did it.

-We need to get out of here!

-That's what we're going to do.

We're going to get out of this house, this place, this madness!

-You're going nowhere.

-Ain't that the truth?

I've called the police. They'll be here any minute.

So whatever you've got planned, it's not going to happen.

I don't hear any sirens. Anybody else?

They're on their way and they'll get you for this

-and for everything else you've done!

-Oh, you know that, do you?

I know more than you give me credit for.

I know that you killed Martina Kennedy!

You know... You don't really need to give me another excuse to shoot you.

GUN CLICKS

But thanks for the thought.

Please, talk to him.

-Right, Dad, you've made your point.

-No, I haven't.

You've not thought this through.

You listen to her.

If the police come through that door and find us here,

they'll do you for kidnap, and for having that gun,

and that's before you've even fired it.

Lenny, you're not a well man.

You'll die before you've done your time.

So...no reason to worry about an extra two charges, then, eh?

Dad, please stop. This is crazy!

You make her a part of my murder and she'll never see daylight again.

Look at her.

Look at her! Is it worth it?

Is getting rid of me worth a daughter in jail?

All to bolster an empire that's already cost you two sons?

-You keep my family out of this!

-You've not got family, Lenny.

You've got kids that want what you've got,

and that's not the same thing.

Shut up!

That's not true.

It's over, Lenny.

I'm leaving.

Not cos you've scared me away, but because this place is poison!

It's already nearly destroyed one son.

I'm not going to let it claim another.

Now...I've made a lot of mistakes as a parent, but today, it stops.

From now on, my boys come first.

SIRENS WAIL IN THE DISTANCE

I can turn you in.

And her.

And I think you know...you're looking at serious jail time.

Or I could help.

Let you have a bit of a future together.

Give her the chance to do things differently.

But you need to give me that gun.

And why would I do that?

Because I can put it in my pocket and walk out of here. You can't.

SIRENS GET LOUDER

And I should trust you, why?

Because I'm a better person than you.

This way.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

I'm sorry, um... I shouldn't have called you.

I thought Brian was being held against his will,

but he's been squatting in Mr Murdoch's property.

Mr Murdoch has generously agreed not to take any further action.

That's very benevolent.

You know me.

I'm a very benevolent kind of guy.

-What is going on here?

-Nothing.

Nothing's going on.

-HE SIGHS

-Have it your way.

You know, I could book you all for wasting police time.

If anything like this happens again, I will.

You won't be hearing from me again.

Make sure you pat down Mr Benevolent there.

Oh, I was just going to go for a drink.

Do you want to come?

Actually, I'm here to see Angel.

-OK. Oh, of course. She's inside.

-Cheers.

You were wrong about me.

You were right about one thing, though.

I am gorgeous.

SHE LAUGHS

Hi.

It's all yours.

Angus, wait.

I'm sorry, OK, if I offended you.

I just don't see marriage the same way as other people.

I used to. I was even engaged to this guy back home once,

but then I found out he was sleeping with somebody he worked with,

and that's when I, like, you know, fell out of love with romance.

I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again,

never mind get married for real, so what the hell, I might as well

do it for a residency permit and, if that makes me a monster,

well, at least I'm an honest one,

which is more than my ex-fiance was.

When I say I'm "honest", obviously I'm talking on a personal level,

and not in terms of my relationship with the UK Border Agency.

I hope you understand.

Actually, I do.

Completely.

ATM BEEPS

Ahem, BTdubs, you should probably grab your money

-before the machine eats it up again.

-Oh, I didn't get any cash.

I couldn't make the tenner. ATM BEEPS AGAIN

-I'm a bit strapped at the moment. Investments.

-Well...

There's definitely something there.

A fiver!

That never happens.

That's like a...super-rare fiver in a cash machine sighting.

Looks like it's your lucky day.

Looks like it is.

Listen, I think I'm going to take this bad boy

and splash it in the cafe.

If you fancy chumming me, I could buy you something

with a retail value of less than £2.50.

That sounds perfect.

'We thought we'd be happy here.

'A proper family.

'I gave it a good shot, but it's time for me and Stuart to move on.

'And be the mother Brian deserves.

'We will be happy.

'I know we will.'

-All set?

-Yep.

-We don't need old photos, do we?

-No.

We could make nice new ones.

Right, let's go. We want to get on the road before it gets dark.

Let's go.

Go on, in you go.

Are you sure you don't want to come along for the ride?

Oh, no, thank you, dear.

No, no. My life is here, for better or for worse.

You will visit.

-You'll be sick of the sight of me.

-Good.

I'm really glad you're doing this, dear.

Malcolm would've been so proud.

Oh...

-Enough. Or I'm going to blub.

-SHE LAUGHS AWKWARDLY

-Bye.

-Bye.

-Bye.

-Good riddance!

-Gran!

-Well...

-BOB SIGHS

-That's Eileen away.

-Aye, I see that.

-Fancy going for a pint?

-Nae cash.

-I just spent the last of it on a bird.

-Oh, aye, what bird's that?

My fiance.

You sure you don't mind us tagging along?

-As long as you don't boss me about, I think we'll get on fine.

-OK.

-Let's do it.

-OK.

-ENGINE STARTS

-Bye.

Thanks for the memories.

You won.

I guess I did.

I came back because this is home.

-No' for the money, then?

-All I ever wanted was your respect.

Families... You don't get to choose them.

Or the ways they let you down.

Yeah, well... Sorry to be a disappointment.

I wasn't talking about you.

ANGEL: Robbie says he's staying at Gary's again,

so you could stay over this time.

You have got to be kidding me! My husband no' enough for you, no?

You want to be with her, I can't be in your life.

I could help you get your story across.

A journalist called me from court. You gave him the story, didn't you?

Out of order - kicking a single ma and her wean out on the street.

I know a decent room. You'd have to stay with two guys,

but they're a good laugh.

I don't suppose I could maybe move in with you guys for a bit.