05/06/2012 River City

I need you to get a grip.

You stay away from him,

and you take responsibility for the family we have left.

Do you hear me?

You should report them, whoever's doing this to you.

-Who would listen?

-I would.

We've agreed it might be easier

-if we get a place of our own.

-It was just the drink.

-Where have you been?

-I'm knackered, I just needed some time to myself.

That's not part of our deal, though, is it?

He's your pimp, isn't he?

Don't be daft, what d'you think I am?

MUSIC: "Firestarter" by The Prodigy

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

Silvie, where the hell were you last...

Christina!

-Hurry up!

-Coming!

SHE GASPS

-Sorry. Did I startle you?

-No, I'm fine.

Who's putting the kettle on? You or me?

Me.

PHONE BEEPS

Something wrong?

No. Everything's fine. Coffee?

Yes, please.

Actually, I'm sorry. I can't.

I'll be five minutes.

Silvie?

Oh, my God.

Don't touch me.

You need to let the doctor look at you.

I want him to go. Tell him to go.

Either you want help or you don't. Which is it?

-Argh!

-Come on. Just calm down.

-Who did this to you?

-What is it to you?

Silvie...

A punter. All right?

A regular?

-Does it matter?

-It might to the police.

I'm not going to the police. You can't make me.

Just stay still, all right?

I want out. You said you'd help me.

Right. I'll need to give you a few butterfly stitches.

Then you're good to go.

Stitches?

I'm a doctor. That's all we're good for, I'm afraid.

Maybe we could find you a room.

Tattie? We could phone round the hostels?

I don't know. Maybe.

I want to stop. I want away from him.

You said you'd help me.

How come you sent me your number if you weren't going to do anything?

You stole from me. I neglected my family for you.

-I nearly lost my job.

-But you said...

We'll do what we can. The rest is up to you.

What? What can I do?

Unless I know she's serious, what can I do?

Will you go to the police? Will you stay away from Sean?

Will you stop taking whatever it is you're taking?

I'm not taking anything!

Silvie, you're clearly...

See? She can't be honest about anything.

Right. That's me. Tattie's going to apply these stitches

and I'm going to sort you out some antibiotics. I'll give you two a couple of minutes.

It was Sean.

What was Sean?

He's the one that beat me up. Again.

One of the other lassies disappeared.

We woke up and she was gone.

Sean said the punters had got bored of her so they shipped her off to Manchester. Just like that.

Just packaged her up and sent her off like...

Like... I don't know.

So I tried to phone her, to see if she was all right.

Sean didn't like that. Thought he'd better teach me a lesson.

I want out. Before he sends me off, too.

Or worse.

This is going to be great.

I love it. I love it, love it, love it.

Thanks, Will.

-For what?

-Well, you know... For this... Us...

Look, I got you something.

What's this?

It's for you. Well, us...

Call it a house warming.

What do you think?

Yeah, it's...

I thought we could put it here

so it's the first thing people see when they come in.

Right, well... Yeah, it's a thought.

PHONE RINGS

It's the station. Yes?

What? Now?

Fine, I'll be right there.

You are kidding.

-I'm sorry.

-How long are you going to be?

I don't know, Robbie. As long as it takes.

I'm sorry. I know your work's dead important.

It's not like buzz cuts and blow-dries.

I'd better get changed.

Oh, when my stuff arrives, can you leave it?

I'll unpack it when I get back.

HUMMING

Oh, sorry, I didn't re...

You? Who let you in here?

-Tattie.

-We'll soon see about this.

How could you let her in here?

She needed help.

You tried to help her before, remember?

Bad enough she plays you for a fool once. Wee besom.

She's hurt. Where else should she go?

Don't worry. This time it's purely professional.

Good. I'm glad to hear it.

-She looks half deid.

-Yeah, well.

We've done what we can here.

She needs to speak to the police and then we'll see about a hostel.

-I told you, I can't speak to the police.

-You have to if you want my help.

-But he'll kill me.

-You tell the police what he's done

and he won't be able to hurt you again. OK?

I'll come back later, eh?

Why don't I let you think about it, OK?

OK...

Super's going ballistic. Wants a result. Double quick.

-Don't we all.

-He doesn't seem to think so. Reckons we're not taking this case seriously enough.

I know. But what can you do?

Anyway, we need to start treating this girl like she's a real person, apparently.

She's more than just a working girl, DC Cooper.

I know.

Of course you do.

But the media are starting to think we're dragging our heels.

We've got nothing new, have we?

Then we find something new. We go back over everything.

Every photo, every statement, everything.

PHONE RINGS

I'm moving house today. You know how it is.

D'you want to go?

-Am I keeping you from your soft furnishings or something equally important?

-No.

You start on that lot. I'll go back over the CCTV.

So what do you think?

Um...it's informative, I guess.

That bad?

Oh, here. You had any luck with that dating site yet?

SHE LAUGHS

Maybe you just need a second opinion. A fresh pair of eyes. Go on.

All right, just don't expect too much.

Ooh.

Nope.

Mike's not bad.

That might not be a lazy eye. Could just be the lighting.

He hates his job, his ideal woman's Lara Croft

and his favourite book's FHM.

You know, it might just be nice, for once, to meet a guy

that's my age, with a sense of humour and a brain.

Maybe Mike's trying a bit too hard.

Some folk'll say anything in these things.

Right, come on, we should probably show face.

I'll get this finished up at the salon,

and it should be ready for the printers by lunchtime.

Cool.

There's nothing wrong with being picky,

but sometimes you're just going to have to go for it.

Yeah, I know. Just not today.

You made a decision yet?

I really can't let you stay here indefinitely.

The longer you leave it,

the harder it's going to be for us to find you a bed.

Sorry. Got caught up with a few patients. Everything OK?

I don't know. That's kind of up to Silvie.

Well, here's that prescription. That should see off any infection.

And we should talk about how we're going to manage your withdrawal.

How long's it been? Since your last fix.

I don't know. About 12 hours?

You feeling OK?

I'm assuming you want to come off it.

Aye. I never wanted on the stuff in the first place.

What happened? Last time I saw you, you were clean, weren't you?

Sean said it'd make things easier.

Meant it would make me easier. Stop me from running off.

PHONE RINGS

You can do this, Silvie. You can make this stop.

Don't you want to do that?

VOICEMAIL MESSAGE

You can't run forever, darlin'. You hear me?

I'm coming for you, OK?

We still haven't interviewed Sean Kennedy.

There's no point. We've got nothing solid on him.

Not yet. But we know he's in the mixer. Angie as good as told us.

Yes, but it was off the record.

She didn't give us anything concrete, Cooper.

We can't pull Kennedy in till we've got some actual proof that connects him to this girl.

PHONE RINGS

DC Cooper.

OK. I'll come to you. Don't go anywhere.

I'll see you soon, then.

There's our connection. The last person to see Alicia alive.

Prostitute. Works for a guy called Sean.

Sean Kennedy?

I'd put money on it.

You don't know?

OK. OK.

She's connected to our victim.

That is as much as we know for now.

And it's also the best lead we've got.

We want to use any of this, she's got to make it official.

-I know, but at least we're doing something.

-I'll take the lead on this, yeah?

She's very scared. And in the early stages of heroin withdrawal.

Her anxiety levels are already pretty high. So please, be gentle.

I'm DCI Donald.

And this is DC Cooper.

You're Silvie, right?

We're investigating a murder. A friend of yours, I think.

Her name was Alicia.

I don't know her.

But...this is you, isn't it?

And this is Alicia.

All right. I do know her. I knew her.

Do you know who killed her?

Did you work together?

Who did you work for, Silvie?

The policemen are just trying to help.

They can't do that if you won't talk, Silvie.

Do you recognise this man?

His name's Sean Kennedy.

You're pimp's called Sean, isn't he? Is this him?

Was he Alicia's pimp too?

I don't know him. I'm sorry.

See this Sean guy? He's the one we want.

We know the rackets he runs, we know he's a scumbag,

we just can't nail him.

He did this to you, didn't he, Silvie?

Has he threatened you?

With what he'll do to you if you talk?

Or try to get away?

He can't do anything to you if he's behind bars.

Was this man Alicia's pimp?

Did he hurt her?

Did Sean kill Alicia?

She's terrified.

All the more reason to get him off the streets.

Silvie, look at him. Look at him!

I can't do this!

Do you want to be the next one? Do you want to end up like Alicia?

Come on. We're getting nowhere here.

You need to talk to them, Silvie.

What's the point? She's clearly got no interest in anyone but herself.

I think you should leave now.

What?

We had a deal.

But I've nowhere to go.

I still need to phone round the hostels.

-I'll let you know if I find anywhere.

-And that's it?

What do you expect? You've messed me around, messed the police around.

So I don't deserve your help?

I am helping. But this is not a community centre.

It's time you left.

-I really thought we'd get somewhere there, sir.

-Yeah, well. We didn't.

I'm going to go back to the office.

You, make yourself useful. Ask around.

See if you can find Sean Kennedy.

Or someone who'll speak about him. Anyone. On the record.

You take the car.

Nice catch.

-Hiya.

-Hi!

-Wait till you see these.

They are brilliant. Perfect.

Aren't they?

This dating stuff is doing my head in.

Hiya, Deek. We're fine, thanks(!)

Sorry. Hiya.

So?

Yeah. This dating site...

Don't even talk to me about it. It's a pure nightmare.

I know. I mean, how do you choose?

What?

I've got, like, ten totally amazing matches.

Seriously?

Yeah. Why? How many have you got?

Tons.

So how you going to choose?

I don't know.

Or is it OK just to date them all?

Deek!

Is that bad? What if I told them first?

Women like honesty, right?

Not that kind of honesty, Deek.

Right.

Maybe I should just work my way through them all, one at a time. Start with the least best.

Maybe.

Brilliant. That's what I'll do then. Thanks.

PHONE RINGS

Ha. I have a date.

Really? Who with?

Mike.

Deek's going on ten dates. Deek!

It's not a competition, Hayley.

Right, come on, these flyers won't hand themselves out.

Hiya.

Good afternoon, madam. What can I do for you today?

What's going on?

Is there something particular you're after? Biscuits, maybe?

Um... yes.

Tom Clarke. Regional finance director.

He's been sent here by Head Office to check up on me.

What's he like?

Kind of quiet. Very professional. But nice enough.

And that suit fits like a glove.

So try to and make me look good, all right?

Was there anything else?

Yes, actually. Can I leave you a stack of these for the counter?

Just trying to drum up a bit of business for Kelly-Marie.

There's some quite good discounts in there.

I'm sorry, that's not going to happen.

It's against company policy.

But you've done it before.

The local businesses need to support each other.

We're not a local business. We've got shops all over Scotland.

We've got standards to maintain. I am sorry.

I don't see what harm it would do.

It's just a couple of leaflets.

Maybe you could bend the rules just this once.

No. If I bend the rules for you, where's it going to end?

Ooh, I don't know. Anarchy?

Yeah. That's funny.

Fine.

You going to pay for those?

No joy?

Bloody men. I don't know why we bother with them.

Some officious wee pen pusher thinks the mini market's too classy for flyers.

PHONE RINGS

Brilliant(!)

What?

YOU'RE not his type?

That's it. Romance is dead. I mean, how dare he?!

I'm a pure catch. Aren't I?

Course you are. Clearly Mike's looking for someone ugly and stupid.

Well, I give up. Relationships are for idiots.

And anyone who thinks otherwise obviously needs their head tested.

Gabes. Hold up.

-You got a minute?

-Not really, no.

You seen her?

No.

Do us a favour. Keep an eye out for her.

-Last time she ran off, she turned up here.

-"Last time"?

It's getting to become a bit of a bad habit.

As if I've not got enough to do chasing her all over Glasgow.

If she's that much hassle, why not let her go?

Last time she was here, she hooked up with some bird called Tatiana.

Tatiana O'Hara. She's a nurse. Know where I might find her?

Nope. No idea.

This is Silvie.

You find her, you let me know.

She needs her wings clipped. One way or another.

Yes, I'll hold.

I won't be long. Sorry.

S'all right, darlin'. I've got what I came for. Cheers.

Hello?

Nothing at all?

OK. Thank you.

That's her all right. Park up somewhere round the corner, eh?

I want to see where she lives.

-And that's everything?

-That's it.

-See you.

-See you!

-Cheers.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come on in.

What do you think?

Nice.

It will be when I'm finish wi' it.

Where's Will?

Got called in to work.

-Oh. Shame.

-Well, he has got a dead important job.

And some seriously stylish soft furnishings.

-Want a hand to unpack?

-Och no.

Well, it's going to be weird not having you around.

Yeah, I know.

You didn't have to move out, you know. We could have made it work.

Maybe. But...

I know. I get it. You just want to be together.

Yeah, we do.

Well, I suppose I better go and let you get on.

Fancy a drink later?

I was actually thinking about having a wee housewarming. You up for it?

Yeah. OK.

-See you about eight?

-All right.

-Well, enjoy.

-See you later!

Hey, mister. You looking for a bit of company?

You better get away from here.

Come on. 20 quid. We could go round there.

-You're keen! Money first!

-Button it, Silvie.

I work for Sean, all right? Hey, hey!

Let me go. Let go of me!

It's all right! Shhh!

I'm not going to hurt you, all right? But he might.

He's looking for you, so the best thing you can do is get the hell out of here, OK?

Look. I've no' seen you, right. Now just go. Go!

Gabe.

Anything?

No. Sorry. I've looked everywhere.

And I've asked about, nobody's seen her.

-Found that nurse but.

-Oh aye?

Listen, I've got somewhere I need to be.

-I could do with having you with me.

-What for?

Just a bit of business. You're not busy, are you?

No. Not really.

Wait here. Call me, right, if you see anything. Anything, right?

Any luck?

I left it too late.

You mustn't blame yourself.

I should never have sent her away.

Look, she didn't give you much choice. Did she?

Silvie?

What have you done?

I'm sorry.

Oh, in the name of the wee man!

Silvie? Can you hear me?

Let's get her to my office.

Got a pulse. It's weak, though.

Pinpoint pupils. Opiate overdose. Get me a venflon and some Naloxone.

BP's 70 over 40.

Can you put that on for me.

As quick as you can, Tattie, we could lose her.

I can't get a vein.

OK, let's try her other arm.

-We've got to find a vein.

-I know, I know.

OK. That's it.

All right, Silvie.

Come back to us, come on.

Please, Silvie!

Good of you to join us.

-Nearly had my tyres slashed in the middle of Springmuir.

-What were you doing there?

-Tip-off to the whereabouts of Sean Kennedy.

-Only he wasn't there.

No one's seen him in a week. At least.

You know, despite her clamming up,

I reckon this Silvie's worth trying again.

Really? So you think she does know him? Sean?

I do, aye. You see how she reacted to his photo?

It's a good lead.

Well done.

Look, why don't you go home?

-What?

-Today was meant to be a day off, wasn't it?

-I know, sir, but...

-You've done enough for one day.

Go and...hang your curtains or something.

Go on, before I change my mind.

-Are you out of your mind?

-She has to stay somewhere.

-What's up with the hospital?

-She'd run away again.

-Are you sure about that?

-Yes, I am. She can't be left alone.

Please, Molly, let me do this for her.

Why?

She asked me for help and I sent her away.

-You did what you could for her.

-And then this happened!

So now you somehow think it's your fault?

In part, yes.

It'll only be for one night.

We'll speak to social services first thing in the morning.

Organise a safe place for her. Proper treatment.

Look, I can't say I'm entirely happy about it either.

It's not good for Christina and Bob won't be impressed.

And she's messed me around once already.

But... She's at risk.

I'm not happy about this.

She's here.

We're out of painkillers.

And it might be an idea to get you some sleeping tablets for later.

I'll be ten minutes. Don't leave her alone.

-I've got to get to my work.

-Ten minutes. That's all.

-Don't you make me late!

I've got my eye on you, lady. I'm no' the soft touch Tattie is.

-Look, I know you don't like me.

-I don't trust you.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Stay right where you are.

Sorry to bother you, missus. Wonder if you can help me. >

I'm looking for my sister. >

My wee sister. Silvie.

My poor old ma's going out her mind with worry.

-I heard she might be here.

-Aye, well, you heard right.

Oh thank you! I cannae wait to see her.

-I'm afraid you're going to have to wait a bit longer, she's no' here now.

-She's no' here?

I chased her! Told her if I saw her back here again I'd tell the police.

Thieving wee toerag.

You any idea where she's gone?

I don't know and I don't care.

Now, I think I've had more than enough bother for the one day.

He's gone. You can come out now.

Brother, my bahookie. Looks nothing like you.

Why did you lie for me?

You might be a thief and a junkie and... whatever else.

But you're nothing like him. Dead behind the eyes, that one.

Nobody should spend their life being terrified by somebody like him.

Thank you.

Now you listen, and you listen good.

Tattie's giving you a chance to get away from that animal.

You take it.

OK?

No more running.

No more messing her about.

You don't need to go back to that.

Right. I've got to go and get myself ready for my work.

Is my good silver safe?

Better be!

KNOCK AT DOOR

KNOCKING CONTINUES

Molly? Let me in. >

You took your time. I should be mopping Lenny's floor by now!

-I'm sorry.

-Aye. Sure you are. See youse later.

DOOR OPENS

Hiya.

Isn't that...? What's her name?

The girl that stole your purse?

-Silvie. Yes, it's her.

-Does Molly know she's here?

-Yes.

-And Bob?

-No. It's only for tonight, so...

She's staying here tonight? After what happened last time?

-Are you off your head?

-Christina, she needs our help.

I tried to turn her away but she's so fragile.

She took an overdose.

Brilliant(!) So she's a junkie as well as a prostitute!

She is scared and alone and she could be in danger.

-I'm not staying here with her.

-No. I thought you might like to stay with Nicole.

-What? You're kicking me out for her?

-I'm not kicking you out!

She's not having my bed!

It might be safer for you to be somewhere else.

You don't need to be exposed to what she's gone through.

Whatever. Let me know when it's safe to come home.

She's so stupid. Always doing crazy things.

She's just trying to be nice.

But this girl - we don't know anything about her.

If your mum thinks she needs help, then maybe she does.

Course she needs help. But from someone who can do it properly.

She's a nurse. I'm sure she knows what she's doing.

There's something else though, isn't there?

She's a prostitute.

Right.

Mum reckons she's in danger.

That she's been through things I shouldn't be exposed to.

She's probably right.

Which means maybe there's someone like Cammie after her. Don't you think?

Maybe.

I never want to meet a guy like that again.

Me neither.

But maybe there's somebody out there right now. Maybe this Silvie's brought him to my doorstep.

-Doesn't mean that folk shouldn't try and help her.

-Really?

Cammie made me believe everything he said. He lied to me.

He made me like him. Offered me drugs.

It could have been so easy.

-Oh, come on!

-I could've ended up just like her.

Frightened and desperate. Doing anything for a fix.

Hating him. But needing him.

But you got away.

Don't you think that's what this Silvie's trying to do?

She just needs a break, Christina.

Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.

It's OK.

How are you feeling?

Not great. Feel a bit achy and kinda sick.

It's OK. I can give you something for that.

We'll work out how to manage your withdrawal properly tomorrow.

-Thanks for this.

-That's OK.

I'm sorry for messing you about. With the police and everything.

You were scared. I can understand that.

I have no idea what you've been through.

I should have been more patient.

How did it... How did it come to this?

You don't want to know.

Not if you don't want to tell me.

It's nae fairy tale.

Didn't think it would be.

How did you meet him? Sean?

I've known him since I was at school.

He was my pal's cousin or something.

My dad was an alkie. Usually he was all talk...

..but this one time he gie'd me two black eyes.

Sean found out.

He threatened to put my dad in hospital if he done it again.

Said I could move in with him if I wanted.

How old were you?

15, nearly 16.

So I moved in wi'him.

He was really nice. Always giving me wee things.

There was always drink about. And drugs sometimes.

Then after about three months, he told me that his pal had this massive crush on me.

Said that he wouldnae stop talking about me.

I didn't really want to go with him, but...

Sean talked me round.

It's OK. You don't have to go on.

I've never told anybody before.

Naebody's wanted to know.

Kind of makes you feel like it doesnae matter.

It matters. Of course it matters.

I'm listening.

So then there was others.

Sean stopped letting me go out.

Moved me to a different flat.

I still didn't really get what was going on.

Till he spelt it out for me.

I told him I wouldn't do it.

Ended up with two black eyes again.

So from then on, I did what he wanted.

And that's about it.

Until now.

You can do this, Silvie.

People want to help you.

Mum?

How long have you been here?

Not long. I just wondered if you needed any help.

Really?

That's very sweet, but stay with Nicole.

-Just for tonight. OK?

-You sure?

I'm sorry.

For what I said before. I was wrong.

It's all right.

I know it seems crazy. It is crazy, but...

She deserves a break.

If you need anything... clothes or whatever... you can use mine.

-Thank you.

-I'd better get some stuff for tonight. OK?

What?

Can I speak to you about something?

No.

This fella came to my door. His name's Sean something or other.

-He's some kind of pimp.

-Sean?

-Uh-huh.

What's he look like?

Wiry. Greyish hair.

Weasely looking. Bad teeth.

He was in here a couple of weeks ago.

You know him, don't you?

Oh, I know him. Aye. Nasty piece of work.

-What's he doing on your doorstep?

-Looking for one of his lassies.

You know what Tattie's like with her waifs and strays.

So you could tell him not to bother us again, couldn't you?

No, no. No, I don't bother with his type.

Oh, come on, Lenny. We're practically family.

Hiya.

You looking for something special?

Not really, one of the reds will do.

-Just the one?

-Yeah.

-Not much of a party if that's all the booze you're getting in.

-Sorry?

-The housewarming?

Oh... the housewarming.

Robbie mentioned it earlier.

-Right, yeah. Of course.

-Not a problem, is there?

-No. Not at all.

Actually, I was wondering if Tom could come.

Why not? Bring Dick and Harry too!

He didn't seem too keen, did he?

No. Bad day at the office maybe.

You'll still come though, aye?

Oh, go on. At least come for a few drinks first. We're meeting in the Tall Ship at seven.

OK.

Excuse me! Excuse me! You're from the police, aren't you?

You know Lenny Murdoch, don't you?

Well, I went to him for help with something

and he says I was to go to the police.

Look, Mrs...

O'Hara. Molly. He just fobbed me off, so he did.

And I'm great-grandmother to his grandson.

I mean, we're nearly related.

Hey, Will. Please tell me there's some single,

straight policemen coming to this party tonight.

-Actually, I really...

-Do you mind, sunshine?

-This is an important conversation!

-I'll see you later.

Honestly, some folk! Anyway, I just wanted him to warn this guy off.

The guy that came to my door...

You know what, Molly? This is meant to be my day off. So if you don't mind...

Lenny Murdoch told me to go to the police.

Lenny Murdoch, advising people to go the police?

He told you that to get shot of you.

Surprise!

What d'you think?

-WILL SIGHS

-What?

Robbie, I said I'd do it when I got back.

I know, I got a wee bit carried away. I didn't think you'd mind.

Like I wouldn't mind you organizing the party without telling me either?

I didn't know I needed permission.

Will you please get this out of my sight!

-How's my favourite girls?

-Bob.

-Good day?

-Not really.

-How? What happened?

-A lassie overdosed in the doctor's.

Seriously?

Dan and Tattie sorted it out. You'd have been proud.

Are you OK? Why did you not tell me about it?

It all happened so quickly.

But she's all right?

She will be.

But she needed a place to stay. Just for tonight.

Her? Seriously?

D'you need a bucket, hen?

No, I'm fine, thanks.

Are you off your head? Letting her in after last time?

-If you'd just let me explain...

-Go on then. I'm all ears.

-She wants to stop. She wants out.

-And you believe that, do you?

-Yes.

-Oh, Tattie.

-What?

-Even if she does mean it...

-She does.

-Even if she does, this is heavy stuff. You shouldn't be bringing this home.

One night. That's all I'm asking.

But you didn't ask, did you?

-This is not my home too?

-Of course it is.

I can do nothing without permission from you?

I didn't mean it like that.

I fell in love with you because I thought you had a big heart.

Now you want me to throw that girl back onto the streets.

-I never...

-She's maybe a year older than Christina.

And you... can't even show her some kindness.

Don't make this about me, Tattie. This is about you.

I'm just trying to do the right thing for this girl.

Fine. But why am I the last to know?

There was no time to tell you.

Aye, there was. I'm your husband. I'm the one that you should come to.

-I'm the one that should hold your hand, make things easier.

-I know, but...

I never am, am I? You never come to me.

Why is that?

Hiya. I seriously need a drink! What you having?

Now, don't go mad but...

Gin and tonic. Iona thought you might want one.

What are you bringing him here for?

Oh, Hayley, he is so handsome!

He's a jobsworth.

Just play nice, eh? For me.

All right, I'll try.

Anything else I've done wrong?

Look, I'm tired. I've had a rotten day.

So you come home and you take it out on me?

I asked you to wait for me.

I made a mistake. I'm sorry, OK?

-I didn't realise it was going to be such a big deal.

-I wanted us to do it together.

I know. I tried to phone you.

I can't always take your call. I'm in the middle of a murder investigation,

-just in case you've forgotten.

-How can you say that?

I did this because I know how hard you're working.

-Oh, great. A guilt trip. That's all I need.

-Where are you going?

-Out.

So, how's your hotel?

Fine. It's a hotel, you know. They're all the same these days.

So does this look like it could be a permanent move?

Depends on whether Head Office want me here full time.

-Right. And is that likely?

-I'd say so, aye.

There's enough new stores in Glasgow to warrant it anyway.

Fascinating(!)

Sorry. I hate it when folk talk shop. So, what is it you do?

I'm a hairdresser.

Really?

Really. Why?

-Just didn't see you doing something so frivolous.

-Frivolous?

You know, it's a wee bit shallow, isn't it?

And I suppose you're out there changing the world, one mini market at a time.

Course not. But it's wee bit more important than cutting hair, is it not?

Oh look, there's Deek.

-That's an expensive haircut you've got there, isn't it?

-I guess.

Makes you feel good, doesn't it? You look good, you feel good.

I make people feel good. You sell them biscuits.

Deek, Stella, Bob. This is Tom, from Head Office.

-DEEK:

-Hiya. Will I get us a drink?

It's a bit busy the now, Should we not just head?

That sounds like a great idea.

-Tom?

-You asked him?!

Actually, I've got some work I should be getting on with.

See you in the morning. Bright and early. Have a nice evening.

What? Right, are we going then or what?

Lovely to see you all. Come away in.

I love it!

Yeah, great, isn't it?

Where's Will?

-He had to nip out for a bit.

-Missing his own party? That's a shame.

He won't be too long. Right, so who's for a Mai Tai?

Oh, me, thanks!

Everything all right with you two?

Aye, of course. It's fine. Here, help me out with them.

OK.

Here we go.

Mai Tai daft in this house.

Everyone!

Welcome to our housewarming. Thank you all so much for coming.

It means a lot

to have you all here in my first proper, grown-up house.

Although to be fair, most of the grown-up stuff is actually Will's.

So eat, drink, sit on his sofa. It's dead comfy.

Here, listen, some of you might refer to this as the living room,

but with the amount of soft furnishings, it's clearly a lounge.

Clearly.

Here. Give that a squeeze. It's fabulous, isn't it?

So, lounge away. Mi casa es su casa and all that.

Oh, here, look at all this stuff.

I know. He's got great taste, hasn't he?

Course he has. He chose you, didn't he?

-Hi, Will.

-Hello.

We're just saying, the place is lovely.

That's down to Robbie. He did all the work.

And I haven't even thanked him yet.

Thanks, Robbie. (Sorry.)

What's this?

That is Robbie's housewarming gift to me. What do you think?

-It's very Robbie.

-Isn't it?

I know, cheap and tacky!

No. It's fun and silly and just a little bit camp.

It should go right there

so it's the first thing people see when they walk in.

I'm sorry, Tattie. For all the trouble I've caused you.

It's all right.

It's not. I heard you and your husband fighting cos of me.

No, Silvie, it wasn't cos of you.

-Can you sort it?

-I don't know.

There's things we have to talk about, but we can't.

Come on, you. Bed.

It will help you get to sleep.

If you start to feeling unwell through the night, let me know, OK?

It will be worse tomorrow.

Try to have some rest now.

D'you really think I can do this?

Get clean?

Get off the game?

Yes, you can. With the right support.

It won't be easy, but you owe it to yourself to try.

I don't know where to start.

You've done it. You left him.

You're getting help. You're on your way.

Yeah. Maybe.

Definitely. And once you're clean, you can do anything you want.

Really?

Anything.

Hello, Fraser-Cooper residence?

Hello, Malcolm? Liz has left her shoes here!

THEY LAUGH

-A top-up, Iona?

-Aye, please.

So, Hayley, tell me about this guy who's been horrible to you, then.

-Oh, aye. Tell us.

-Some stuffed shirt from the Deli.

He was rude, officious, obstructive, charmless.

Eh, you were just as bad.

Oh, please, just because you've got the hots for him.

-You do not, you dirty dog!

-Oh, Robbie, he is so classy.

You must be desperate.

Well, aye.

But he is the most handsome guy I have seen in years. No offence, Will.

-None taken.

-He's not that attractive.

-You're just ticked off because he said you were frivolous.

-He said that?

I'm a hairdresser. Apparently that makes me shallow.

Well, in that case, I don't like him either.

You can have him. Can't she, Hayley?

Absolutely.

DOOR OPENS

You coming to bed or you going to watch her all night?

I'll be in Christina's room.

-Leave those. I'll clear up before I go to work.

-Sure?

Yeah, come on. You look tired.

-So, do you want to talk about it?

-About what?

Why you came home in such a foul mood.

I'm just frustrated, that's all.

We've hit a brick wall with this investigation. The Super's leaning on the DCI

-and he's taking it out on me.

-So, no new developments?

You know I can't tell you that. But no. There's not.

I'm sorry. I know how much this means to your career.

It's not just my career, Robbie.

There's other girls out there, still in danger.

Until we find this guy, he's not going to stop.

MUSIC: "Mojo Pin" by Jeff Buckley

She's gone.

You sure?

She could turn up at the Health Centre, like we talked about.

She won't, will she?

She probably went out for another fix. Couldn't help herself.

You need to let her go, Tattie.

I can't. Not yet.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

'Hiya, it's Silvie.

'Sorry I can't speak to you the now. Please leave a message.'

I asked you to do one thing.

Dan hadn't a clue where I'd been.

I meant to go round, but Tom came in and it went out of my head.

Shows how much you care.

No wonder Silvie thought she wasn't wanted.

I need your help.

You're a dad - how would you feel if one of those girls had been Amber?

We couldn't have held him all day, he's screaming for his brief!

-The whole point on pulling him in was to ask about the girl.

-And we had 12 hours to do that!

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