21/06/2011 River City

How am I going to get £50,000?

I need your help here.

I was told that if I ever needed money, I should speak to Hamish. Can I speak to him?

Then tell him it's Amber Murdoch, Lenny Murdoch's daughter.

-Tell me Jimmy's no' got nothing to do with this.

-Whatever you say, sweetheart.

You promised me.

I can't bear the thought of you ending up a corpse because McCabe wants to teach us a lesson.

But see in every other way? You're dead to me.

Hey!

-How's my wee darlin'?

-You can see Daddy later.

We're going to be late.

DOOR OPENS

Where's the other coffee?

Is that today's post?

Has it arrived?

Amber, you said the money would be here today.

I know, I thought it would. Hamish promised he'd sort it out.

I don't know what's gone wrong.

I'm sorry. This isn't your fault.

None of this is your fault.

McCabe's going to be here any minute demanding his money, if he's not here already.

What do you mean by that?

There's a car parked outside.

-What car?

-By the fence. I'm sure it's him.

Well, it's not there now.

He's playing mind games with us. Making us sweat.

-What you doing?

-I'm ringing Hamish.

KNOCK AT DOOR

(Don't answer it.)

KNOCKING

-Fraser, we can't stand like this all day.

-Amber!

Hello?

-ROBBIE:

-Hello? It's me. Brought your DVDs.

I don't know why you gave me those foreign ones. I got bored watching the subtitles.

But thanks anyway.

See you.

It's OK. It was only Robbie.

What are we going to do, Amber?

Come on, Hamish. Pick up.

He's not answering.

Is there one going for me?

Get it yoursel'.

Was it a late night last night?

-Sort of.

-You and Annie were all cosied up when I went to bed.

We were just talking.

-If you say so.

-We were!

Seriously.

Don't know what it is with you two. It's obvious how you feel about...

Morning!

-Hi.

-What's obvious?

Kit... Kitchen's a riot. We need to do some serious cleaning.

-Yeah. We really do.

-Right.

Sorry if I kept you up last night.

-Didn't realise how late it was.

-Me neither. Guess time just flies.

Come on, man!

Let's get out of here.

Fancy breakfast at the Oyster, my treat?

I just don't know what to say to him any more.

He's been inside for weeks and still no sign of him getting out.

It's not about words, Raymond. Just be there for him.

It's a mess.

This isn't Deek's fault.

He's not a criminal. You know that.

We'll get to the bottom of this.

-You don't think for a minute that he'd have anything to do with counterfeit money, do you?

-No!

But the evidence is pretty damning.

You, um, want me of the way?

Raymond's going to go and visit Deek in prison later.

-Oh.

-Fancy keeping him company?

I'll be fine.

Jimmy doesn't mind, do you?

Actually, I don't think I can. I've... got a few things on this morning.

< I'm really sorry, Raymond. It's fine. Don't worry.

Jimmy, we don't mind you staying here. But could you clear up after yourself?

-Hi.

-Hi.

How're you?

Just a latte, to take away.

Sure.

You're wearing your engagement ring.

Yeah.

-Just felt right.

-Good.

All right?

Hey, Charlie.

Mornin'.

I was just wondering, would you mind...

-Actually, Charlie, can I have a croissant instead, please?

-Yeah.

Charlie, darlin', away and sit down and I'll be over in a minute.

My drumming class starts this morning.

You will come, won't you?

Oh, I don't know. I've not exactly got what you'd call a sense of rhythm.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Right, I can't do this with you. The flirting.

It's OK wi' other girls, but that doesn't mean anything. But you, it's different.

I think about you all the time.

Like, even when I don't want to.

-I'd really like to go out with you.

-Oh...

I know you probably weren't expecting to hear that so early. I wasn't really expecting to say it.

But maybe you could think about it.

Thank you.

Uh...you're welcome.

That car's back.

Look, McCabe would've been here by now if it was him.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

I just can't seem to think straight.

-Well, let's just wait till I find out what's happening with the money from Hamish, OK?

-OK.

PHONE RINGS

It's McCabe. What do I do?

-Answer it.

-I can't!

-Delay him. Tell him the money's on its way.

What if it's not?

RINGING STOPS

-Where you going?

-If Hamish won't answer his phone, I'll go and see him in person.

-He can tell me to my face why he hasn't sent the money.

-Want me to come?

No, I'll be fine.

-OK. Well...be careful.

-I will.

-And call me. Like, every ten...

You worry too much.

I saw Madonna running about mad this morning.

You must be so relieved that she's back to her old wee self, eh?

Did you ever get to the bottom of what it was that she picked up?

-Suppose that's the worry wi' weans, eh? You have to watch them like a hawk.

-Aye.

Jimmy...

Is it true that you're staying over with Raymond and Eileen?

What's that all about?

Just...leave it, will ye?

It's just temporary though, eh?

Gina...please.

Two Danish pastries please, Gina.

What's the story wi' him and Scarlett?

I'm not 100% sure.

I'm letting Raymond deal with that one.

As if he's no' got enough on his plate, he's off visiting Deek this morning.

Poor wee guy.

I thought he'd be out by now. I just don't understand it.

Well, that makes two of us.

So, all set for the drumming class?

-Can't wait.

-The good news is the class is full.

-I've been turning folk away.

-Must've heard about the great teacher.

Either that or folk love the chance of making a lot of noise.

Shieldinch was a quieter place without you.

-Who'd have thought you'd travel all over the world and end up here.

-It does sort of feel like home.

PHONE RINGS

Hang on.

Hello?

Yeah, when...

When you say leak, how much of a leak?

Right, OK. I'll be right there.

Need to go, bye.

What happened to you?

Just leave it. There's no point.

What do you mean no point? Who did this?

-'Ey! You're meant to be keeping an eye on him. Keeping him safe!

-Raymond, please! Don't.

What happened?

I don't know.

Some guys, they just jumped me.

Did you get a good look at them?

-It doesn't matter.

-I don't understand.

What, YOU don't understand? What about me?

One minute I'm getting on with life and then...

I mean, why am I here?

I didn't do anything!

-I didn't DO anything!

-I know.

-You believe me, right?

-Of course I do.

Listen.

These guys that beat you up,

did they say anything?

Well?

They just kept telling me to keep my mouth shut or I'm dead.

-What?!

-I tried to say, "Keep quiet about what?" But they weren't interested.

I don't know anything.

They've got the wrong guy.

You have to get me out of here.

I'm serious.

I can't sleep.

I can't eat. I don't know...

I don't know who to trust.

Please, Uncle Raymond. I just... I just want to get home.

I was looking forward to bashing away on a drum for an hour.

Ach, I'll just forget it. I don't have all day.

Oh, come on, Molly. Don't be like that.

Well, it's amateur time. I might have known, when Airy Fairy Annie here was in charge.

Hey, this isn't her fault.

Ooh! Who do you think you are?

Her knight in shining armour?!

The only reason she gave up her time to organise this was so that you

would have something different to do for a change. Leave her alone.

Sorry, that had to be said.

She's so old!

-I think they look cute together.

-What was that for?

I've thought about what you said before and I'd love to go out with you.

Oh, for goodness' sake, get a room!

Everybody, this is Carl from the Enquirer.

Gather round, gather round.

CAMERA CLICKS

BANGING OF DOOR Amber?

Oh, thank... You didn't answer your phone and...

Fraser, my friend. How are you?

Your girlfriend tells me that you haven't got my money but I don't believe her. No, no, no.

We had an agreement, eh? Of course you've got my money.

Well, say something.

I'm starting to worry that she might be right.

-Please...

-I'm talking to your boyfriend. I want to hear what he has to say for himself.

Fraser?

I...

We've been trying to get...

Oh, well, that is good.

I do like a man who tries.

But you didn't give... Ah, it was all going so well.

I cannot stand the spineless types who keep saying "but".

-We just need more time.

-I want my cash. Now!

Where is it? >

Look, we tried everywhere, we tried everyone we could. But you didn't give us enough...

There you go again, using the "but" word.

Please, we're not making excuses. You must know what it's like for us.

We just don't have that much cash.

-That's not my problem. A deal's a deal.

-£50,000? It's just not fair.

-What?!

Nothing. I... I don't know what I'm saying. Sorry.

Where is it?

I'm waiting.

It's on its way.

Excellent.

BELL RINGS I'll get you through this. I will.

-How? We don't even know how I ended up here in the first place.

-I'll find out.

-I should go.

-Deek!

I'll see you.

I'll get to the bottom of this.

I'll get you out of here!

Yeah.

Take care, son.

We don't have anything of value!

I'll be the judge of that.

Most of this is Amber's stuff. You can't take her things.

Rubbish.

Daddy had a big old house. He must have given you something that was worth a few quid when he sold it.

I didn't want anything.

-Please, Mr McCabe, we're telling you the truth.

-We are.

When? When's it coming?

Cold bacon. I HATE cold bacon!

Tonight.

-It'll be here by tonight.

-Explain.

My lawyer's sorting it.

That's where I was before.

It just takes time.

But it will be here by tonight.

-Six o'clock.

-What?

You know the old warehouses on Paterson Street?

Be there at six.

With the money.

OK. We'll be there.

Don't even think about doing a runner.

I'll find you.

He can't talk to you like that.

He can't just come in here, this is our home!

-What are you telling him the money's coming for?

-What was I supposed to do? You weren't much help!

But we don't have it. We're not likely to get it either, are we?!

We're dead.

We're so dead.

Unless we get him first.

What?

It's him or us, Amber.

-Don't be ridiculous.

-I don't owe him 50 grand!

He can't treat us like this! This ends now.

Fraser! No, don't be stupid, Fraser!

Fraser! Stop! This isn't...

Fraser! Fraser, stop it,

just give me the knife!

Fraser, no!

Playing wi' knives can get you into all sorts of bother, son.

Dad?

Hiya, darlin'.

I didn't want you to turn up here. I just wanted you to send the money.

It's nice to see you, too.

Did you really expect a welcome home, Dad?

-Did you?

-No. But...

Never mind.

-All I asked you to do was transfer the money like I asked.

-50 grand?

-Yes.

-Just like that?

-Yeah.

I knew there was a problem as soon as Hamish contacted me.

You might no' think much of me, darling, but I'm your dad. You're in trouble.

-Have you brought the money?

-Tell me what it's for.

-It's none of your business.

-Tell me.

Maybe we should just tell him, Amber.

And this one, the eejit with the knife, tell me he's no' the boyfriend.

Fraser, Mr Murdoch.

Explain.

Fraser met McCabe.

-He didn't know...

-Wait, wait.

This is about McCabe?

Yeah.

You, tell me.

You're not going to like this.

DOOR OPENS

Annie?

-Hi.

-What happened?

You vanished.

I've got loads to do today, I couldn't hang around.

I called over to you but you were talking to the photographer.

Sorry.

It's good though, eh? Bit of publicity for Shieldinch.

In a proper paper.

We'll going to be all over Scotland tonight. Famous.

Say goodbye to anonymity and all that.

Yeah.

First day we start going out proper and we're in the newspapers.

I'm glad you feel the way I do. I think you're amazing.

I don't think so.

You looked beautiful in those photographs.

The guy let me have a sneaky look.

I don't know what you were worried about.

Ach, I'm just not a fan of surprises, that's all.

I should remember that.

You better had.

Did you really mean what you said about Shieldinch feeling like home?

I said that, didn't I?

Yeah.

I've been really happy here, Charlie.

Really happy.

I don't believe you. How could you get involved with McCabe?

-I didn't know it would end up like this.

-Where did you find this guy?

Dad!

Aye, all right!

No. Amber, he's got a point.

I'm sorry, Mr Murdoch.

This is all my fault. I brought it to Amber's door.

Yeah. You did.

It's done now.

50 grand?

-He doesn't even owe him that. Not really.

-Do you know why McCabe's doing this?

Because he can.

And it's a way of getting back at me. Bully my daughter, get her to give him my money.

I know how his mind works. It makes him feel like a big man.

Of course, you do know this is just the start.

-What?

-He asked you for £50,000. Next time he comes back, he's going to ask you for more.

-But we don't owe him anything after this.

-Wake up!

He's came to you once, you were good for it. He's going to come back again, and again, and again.

Believe me, I know how this works.

He's right.

We need you.

You got me.

-What are we going to do?

-What needs to be done.

-What?

-All in good time, darling.

-Time isn't something that we have.

-McCabe wants his money by six.

-Is that right?

Are you going to take him out?

Eh?

Where did you get this clown? Take him out? What do you think I am?

Look, away and put the kettle on, eh? Make yoursel' useful.

How's it going, Jimmy?

So it's true. You are back.

No' so tough without the Shieldinch posse, eh?

Look, I don't need this just now.

-I've got a lot on my mind.

-Yeah, I heard things weren't going your way.

-A wee dicky-bird tells me you've been working for a pal of ours.

-Eh?

McCabe.

It wasn't through choice.

-I couldn't exactly say no, could I?

-Tell me.

-I can't.

-Course you can. Tell me.

Everything.

You can barely see me!

-Shome.

-When's it going to be in the Enquirer?

-Tonight.

-Really?

-Carl e-mailed me these to put up in the community centre.

Carl, eh?

-He liked you!

-He certainly did.

Pity there's no actual drumming in this drumming class.

-That's a good one of you, though.

-Yeah? Do you think so?

No way.

I'll handle this.

Large whisky when you're ready.

-Sorry, Lenny, can't do that. I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

-We don't want you here.

OK. I'll go.

Just the one thing, though.

-I can get your boy out the jail.

-What?

-I know he's in prison.

-I know why. I can help bring him home.

-I don't need your help.

Never have, never will. There's the door. Use it.

See, don't let your feelings for me get in the road of his chances.

His only chance.

I don't need this right now.

Where are...

I need a drink. Now.

Hey, Raymond!

It's a long time since you owned this pub, Lenny. Out!

Look, I can get Deek out the jail.

Not interested.

The counterfeit money, it was McCabe's.

Jimmy put it there.

-I don't believe you.

-One way to find out.

You're mad. Why would Jimmy do that?

Because he's working for McCabe. He put the money in the garage, because he thought it would be safe.

He wouldn't do that.

Oh, he did. He told me.

Why should I believe anything you say? Lenny.

Tell him.

Is it true?

Aye.

I didno want it to happen. I had no choice.

So you stood by and watched an innocent kid get carted off to jail?

Why?! >

McCabe threatened to kill me.

Oh, yeah. Right.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

I put a roof over your head. I thought you were my mate!

I am!

But, look, Lenny's got a plan. He can help Deek.

Not interested.

Both of you, get out, now. And you,

you pack your stuff.

I don't want to see you round here again.

Ever!

Well? Did you get Jimmy and Raymond on side?

Do we really need them, Dad?

-'Fraid so.

-Why?

-Because Jimmy's working for McCabe.

-I need somebody on the inside to keep an eye on him.

-Well, can you trust Jimmy?

Well, if it isn't auld Malcolm the Liar.

Don't speak to him like that!

D'you know that Malcolm and Liz took me in and looked after me when no-one else would?

So you treat that man with the respect he deserves.

I've got more important things on my mind anyway.

-Careful.

-Give us a whiskey.

Annie, that was the reporter from the Enquirer.

He wants to do a feature on you.

-Me?

-Yeah, all about your drumming class and all your travels.

-Great!

-You told him about me?

-Well, he asked.

-Why?

He liked the photos and thought there could be a story there.

I really don't know about this.

Yeah, you do! You've led a really interesting life, been to places people only dream about.

It's...not really my style to brag.

Since when?

I'd rather not.

Well, he'll be on his way shortly.

Rory Holland.

Jimmy, what's with the bags?

Movin' on.

-Scarlett taking you back?

-No' exactly.

You hold the fort, I've got to nip out for a...

I thought I told you - I don't want to see your face in my pub ever again!

-I'm going.

-Raymond?

Scarlett!

Right, one question. Why did you kick Jimmy out?

-It's private.

-You knew what he did, didn't you?

-You knew!

-He telt you?

Only after I found out.

I still can't believe it, that he'd put that kid through Hell. I thought I knew the guy.

Look, I'm no' defending him.

I wouldn't, no way. But he didn't do it deliberate.

-Madonna must have...

-I know he didn't intend to frame Deek but...

Madonna?

You didn't know.

What did you think I was talking about?

Jimmy was looking after drugs for McCabe when Madonna collapsed.

I cannot believe I'm hearing this.

Where you going?

-The police.

-You can't!

I'm not going to have Deek rot in jail.

-Do you know what they've done to him already?

-Look, I know how you feel.

I was going to turn him in myself.

But if McCabe gets arrested, for anything, Jimmy's deed.

Seriously, McCabe will have him killed.

Despite everything that's happened, I can't have that on my conscience.

Raymond!

I think McCabe's got the right idea.

I think he should do us all a favour and put you out of your misery!

The counterfeit money was you?

You've spoiled everything!

I can't handle this.

-I've got to do the right thing. I'm going to the police.

-You will not!

-It's the right thing to do.

-You know why you can't do that.

Yeah, the drum teacher. That's me.

Look, I'm sorry to waste your time but I really can't make today.

No, sorry, I can't make that either.

Well, I'm away then, so...

Look, can I give you a call back when I've got my diary in front of me?

Yeah. Course I will.

-OK, cheers. Bye.

-Is everything OK?

Fine. Just talking to the reporter.

Oh, check you.

He can't make it today.

Well, there'll be another time.

-I need a hand.

-Yeah. Just coming.

Why?

Why did you get mixed up with McCabe?

Things were getting kind of tough.

I should have known better.

But once McCabe gets his claws into you, there's no escape.

You should have come to me.

Raymond, what could you have done?

I don't know, something!

Look at what you ended up doing.

Putting your own daughter's life at risk!

I know, I know.

I think about that every minute of the day, I'll never forgive myself.

And Deek.

He's in prison cos of you.

Do you really think Lenny could help him?

Why would he?

Well, McCabe's causing Amber some problems. And...

..Lenny's got a plan to get rid of him. Get him out the picture.

But we can't do it without your help, Raymond.

And what about you?

What's your role in this plan?

I'll have got to go back to McCabe,

keep an eye on him and report back to Lenny.

McCabe's a lunatic. If he suspects he'll...

This is all my fault. I've got to do the right thing, Raymond.

Better late than never, eh?

Right, so you're going to blackmail him?

How? What have you got on McCabe?

Some photos.

Snaps that Tommy wouldn't like to see in circulation.

-So why don't you go round to see him, show him the photos and we can all relax?

-I have my reasons.

So you're not going to hand over any money?

When he sees what I've got on him, son, he'll want to give ME 50 grand.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Once McCabe finds out that you're here,

he's going to surround himself with back up, he won't let you near him.

He won't find out.

Well?

What is it you want me to do?

I need to get a message to Deek.

Can you do that?

What is it?

Just watching you, that's all.

I'm no' complaining.

Does it bother you that you hardly know anything about me?

I know enough.

Time will fill in the rest.

Time.

It's here! We're in it.

Let's have a look. You coming?

I'll be with you in a minute.

Do you need a hand?

It's OK.

So, you and Charlie, are you together or what?

-Sorry?

-Are you going out with him?

-What's it to you?

-Just making conversation.

I suppose if you got fed up with him you could have your pick of anybody.

Your photo in the paper?

You'll have them queueing up from far and wide by tomorrow.

You're dead pretty.

I just can't see why you'd want to settle here.

What's wrong with Majorca or Sydney?

-You're here.

-Oh, not really through choice.

Shieldinch is a dump.

I wanted to put down roots.

Call somewhere home.

I guess some people aren't meant to have that.

So you're thinking of going travelling again? I would.

Settling down is so overrated.

-You think?

-Oh, yeah. Getting stuck in the same place forever?

No, I don't think you'll stay here. You're too different.

You stand out.

I should be getting on.

Are you two clear on everything?

-Yes, but...

-It'll be OK.

All you've got to do is keep your nerve.

Be strong, in here.

That's where it counts.

Keep focused and nothing will go wrong. We'll get through this.

I know Tommy McCabe.

I know how he operates.

He's second rate, sloppy, greedy, amateur.

Hasn't got the brains to see the bigger picture.

And that's going to be his downfall.

I've got every angle covered.

McCabe's on the way out.

I promise.

So, what can I do for you, Jimmy?

Just thought I'd check in, see if you need anything.

Very thoughtful of you.

Haven't been talking to anyone, have you?

Me? No.

Nothing interesting happening in Shieldinch then?

Apart from Lenny Murdoch being back.

Don't come the innocent. It doesn't suit you.

You were seen with him.

No. Honest, Tommy...

All right, I saw him.

-Why? What does he want?

-I don't know.

All right!

He asked me to keep an eye on you. I was going to tell you. I was!

Sure you were.

That's why I'm here.

Look, I know how you can get back at him.

Get him out of the way.

BUZZER SOUNDS

So, here we are.

I believe you might have some information for us.

Aye. That's right. I might have.

Well?

All you're after from me is a name? Right?

A name.

-That's all you want, then I'm out of here?

-Possibly.

I just want to go home.

Deek?

Wait. I need to know I'm doing the right thing.

You could be out of here by the end of today.

Just give us the name.

McCabe.

Thomas McCabe.

He's the counterfeiter.

You know, it's my night off tonight.

What if I speak to Raymond and see if you can get the night off, too?

It's OK. I'll do it.

It's nice to see someone happy.

-Thank you, Raymond.

-What for?

You've been really good to me.

You took me on face value, you gave me a job.

Not many people would have done that.

It's all worked out, hasn't it?

Yeah.

I've been really happy here.

I can't stand all this waiting around. I need some space.

-What is it?

-Shut up and listen.

-No worries. Look, if I've done something to offend you, I'm...

-Shh.

Shut up, aye, right.

I want you to take this to this address.

You give them the money,

you bring the package they give you right back here.

And you don't tell Amber.

If she asks you where you've been, lie.

What are you buying?

Just...some protection.

-What, like, security guards?

-Better than that.

A gun?

-So you really are going to...

-Don't talk.

All you've got to do is pick up the package.

The less you know about anything, the better.

Understand?

Aye.

Dad, what's wrong?

Nothing.

-You'd tell me if there was a problem?

-Course.

Where's Fraser?

I don't know. He'll turn up.

-He said he had to do something for his Dad.

-Yeah, so?

He's not answering his phone.

Look, maybe his battery's dead.

Amber, I need you to focus.

I can't, dad. Look, I called Murray.

He didn't even know what I was talking about.

He hasn't even heard from Fraser.

-Bit strange.

-A lot strange.

-What do you want me to do about it?

-Find him.

How? We don't have the time.

What if McCabe has got him?

He won't have.

You've got an arrangement with him. Come on.

No, wait!

Something's wrong.

Look, you don't know Fraser like I do. OK, so he's scared and worried.

But he loves me. He would never leave me on my own.

Oh, you mean like I did?

There were reasons.

And I stay away because you want it that way.

-MOBILE RINGS

-It's Fraser. Where are you?

Where is he?

No! You... You...

It's McCabe, he's got Fraser and he knows you're here.

What have you done with the boy? You don't need a security precaution.

No, no tricks. Why would I?

Of course I've got the money.

It's a straightforward drop-off, that's what we all want.

It's going to be OK, isn't it?

You're going to show him the photos and he won't bother us any more?

-Got it in one.

-But you have got the money?

-Just in case anything goes wrong. You have, yeah?

-Course I have!

Jimmy, where are you?!

Ring me, now!

Why isn't he answering?

-Calm down, eh?

-How can I? It's all getting out of control.

This wasn't part of the plan.

Amber, darling, you're going to just have to trust me.

I want to.

The thing is, you've said that so many times before. And I did.

I trusted you, time and time again.

But you always let me down.

I try to do my best for you, OK? Sometimes I get it wrong.

Not this time.

You'd better be right.

He's panicking.

I can hear it in his voice.

I don't think he'll be much trouble,

no with his little princess screaming like a hysteric.

Told you.

So you did.

I'd forgotten how devious you can be, Jimmy Mullen.

Lenny obviously forgot that as well.

Oh, it was orange juice you wanted, wasn't it?

-Sorry.

-Is Annie no' here?

She's not turned up yet.

In that case, I'm back.

For one night only!

Thanks, Scarlett.

-Hey, you. What have you done with her?

-With who?

-Annie. She's no' shown up yet.

-Yeah, you gave her the night off.

I gave YOU the night off.

We were going to go out together.

I asked her, she said you said it was OK.

That's weird.

We were going out for something to eat.

-It's the first night being together.

-Are you sure about that?

Because she didn't seem to be.

What?

I'm only going on what she said to me earlier.

What did she say? She's not picking up.

Well, we were talking about travelling and, erm...

I think some people just aren't the settling down type.

-Aye, how would you know?

-Cos she told me.

"Some people are just meant to keep moving on", or something like that.

-She wouldn't say that.

-She did, honestly.

You can't blame her. Look around you. Shieldinch? Urgh!

Have you seen her?

No, I've not been home yet.

Look, maybe she's hit the road again.

No, she wouldn't do that!

I would.

Annie, pick up...

What if she doesn't want to talk to you?

Just wait!

Annie!

What are you doing?

-I have to go, Charlie.

-You're leaving?

What about all that stuff you said this morning?

-Did you not mean any of it?

-Yeah...

I don't know.

I'm really sorry, Charlie. I won't be a second.

Right, so is this just what you do?

You move in somewhere, hook up with someone,

-then throw it all away and move on?

-You don't understand.

Yeah? Well, help me out here!

-There's no point.

-Annie, if you're going to start saying stuff

about being a free spirit and hating being tied down, then save your breath.

Because you are the most trapped person that I know.

I can't stop you from believing what you want.

I love you to bits and I know you feel the same way.

Oh, Charlie.

My life used to be so...

different.

What if you can never escape your past?

Well, if you believe that then you'll never be really happy.

You'll always be running away

and you'll miss all the great things that are right under your nose.

Put some roots down and forget about the past.

Just think about now, and us,

and all the great things we can have in the future.

I want you in my life.

-Me too. But...

-Well, stay.

-I don't like it.

-McCabe all over.

Grey, no imagination. You better stay in the car.

I'm coming with you, and it's not up for discussion.

You stay by my side and you do as you're told, then.

-I know. "Trust me."

-Aye.

-It's not like I've got a choice, is it?

-No. You don't.

Keep going. That's it.

Good girl.

Don't stop.

-My legs feel like jelly.

-Come on, you're doing great.

Lenny, you came!

I thought you might have run away.

-Again.

-I said I'd be here.

-Hand over the photos.

-Let me see the boy's all right first.

-You?! How could he?! I hate you!

-Leave it.

Jimmy Mullen's just a waste of space. Always was, always will be.

Sorry to spoil your wee surprise.

Jimmy told me all about your wee blackmail scam.

-What?!

-Aye well, he knows when to back the winning side.

So I hope you brought the money, Lenny, along with the photos.

Of course I have.

Plan for every eventuality, you know me.

Good.

So, er...what did you have on me?

-See for yourself.

-Where's Fraser? Fraser!

Once again, the photos.

The boy.

-Are you all right?

-Stay!

Now bring them over here and lay them down there.

Send him over here.

Not until I get the photos.

Now!

Hand them over!

Hey. Come on, now, Tommy, there's no need for this. Put the gun away.

Raymond.

Earth calling Raymond!

Sorry.

What you after?

What's the matter, Lenny? You frightened? You should be.

Dad, please, just give him the photos.

-I can't do that.

-Please!

This is what we planned.

-This is all your fault!

-Shut her up.

Never listens to a word I say.

No wonder Scarlett kicked you out!

Shut it!

-And you.

-Hey, leave her out of it.

Just let them go.

You keep forgetting, Lenny, you don't get to call the shots.

Keep on walking.

Dad, do as he says.

Is your gorilla going to shoot me, Tommy?

You should never have come back Lenny.

You had your day, you lost everything. Look at you now.

You are a pathetic joke.

Is that right? Here!

Armed police! Down! Down on the floor! Now!

-Down!

-It's OK, I'm doing it!

How did they know we were here?

-I guess Deek told them.

-Deek?!

Up! Get up!

This is not how it looks.

-We are just a couple of businessmen...

-He's lying.

He's been threatening my daughter,

trying to extort money from her and her boyfriend.

He's got a gun.

Murdoch's a fantasist!

Any sign of a weapon?

Fantasist, eh?

What's in there?

Nothing.

Look, I'm just trying to protect my daughter, here, eh?

Look after my family.

You don't mind if I have a look, then?

Jimmy Mullen!

-And you're here because...?

-He's here with me.

-Jimmy's a mate and that's my daughter's boyfriend...

-Dad?!

When he called for me to meet me here,

I was a bit suspicious so I brought back up.

You'd do the same, meeting a guy like him.

-What have you got there?

-Counterfeiting plates.

They're nothing to do with me.

Get him out of here.

-Can we go now?

-In a minute.

Lenny Murdoch turned good guy, eh?

Why am I not believing it?

Maybe you've just been in this business too long,

getting a bit cynical?

Yours?

Nice one. You played a blinder.

-It was a set up?!

-Of course.

-What do you take me for?

-Hey, better not answer that one.

Why couldn't you tell me?!

Darling, McCabe would've smelled a rat

-if he hadn't seen you were really scared.

-You used me.

"Trust me," you said, and I really wanted to believe you.

There wasn't any other way.

-So what about the blackmail photos?

-There weren't any.

Hang on.

Fraser's kidnapping.

-You were in on that as well?!

-What?!

You don't change.

Just when I think there's hope for us!

Hey, I sorted your mess out for you.

Who got you into that in the first place? That wasn't me.

What would you have done if I hadn't turned up, eh? Boyfriend here was no use.

And you, stay away from the big boys. They'll walk all over you.

We had to get McCabe to trust me,

and using Fraser was the best way.

-I don't believe this!

-Amber!

She'll come round.

Well, seeing it's you...

Hey. If you want the night off, I'm sure we could manage.

How did you get on with that reporter?

He had to reschedule. I'm sure there'll be another time.

Good.

-I don't believe it!

-Deek, son!

Look at the state of your face!

Hey, thanks - for everything.

-I'm not the one you should be thanking.

-They let you out?! How?!

They just dropped all the charges.

Deek, it's that good to have you home. Welcome home, darling.

Thank you.

-They got McCabe, aye?

-Aye.

Deek, you're out. I'm so pleased.

-Four whiskies.

-In your dreams!

You're not welcome here.

I'll see to this.

I don't want this man to go anywhere until I've bought him a drink.

I'm really not in the mood for a drink. Can we go?

You're wrong about your dad not having changed.

He didn't want to involve you at all but there was no other way.

He's right.

He had to keep us in the dark.

I might have to serve him, but if you want a drink in this place,

get somebody else to serve you

because I want nothing more to do with you.

How long are you planning on staying, Lenny?

We'll see.

Look, your dad's trouble. The sooner he leaves, the better.

-I miss her.

-She misses her daddy, an' all.

You'll let him stay here after what he did?

He's got nowhere else to go!

So what?! Let him spend the rest of his life in a cell.

I'm putting the money in and Amber's going to be running things.

You just stay well out of it.

Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd

E-mail [email protected]