All language subtitles for monarch_of_the_glen_s06e03

I don't know what I'm supposed to be
doing.

Well, the first thing you have to do is
check the pressure.

Yes. If you want me to fix this then you
have to stop acting like a spoiled old

fool.

You're going

then?

I think I'd better, don't you?

Wasn't it when he got back that Hamish
realised how much he'd missed home? The

mountains and the loch and the heather.

The city's all right for city folk, but,
well, Hamish was from the highlands,

where the really great men come from.
And women.

Aye, and women.

Great women.

Aye, definitely.

There was scary Mary for one.

She was more teacher.

Hello, Duncan.

Hello, Mrs. Skitty.

Mrs. Kitty.

Rob Roy has gone global, baby, yeah!

What?

What do you think?

The pig died.

Don't mind me hearing.

Not that anyone does anymore.

I'll never tell you.

You never phone.

What's this?

Ocean. Haven't you got a laundry basket?

No.

You never even invited me up here.

I was going to.

Honest.

Maybe.

Anyway, is this my first visit to your
new home, Ewan?

I thought I'd bring you a present.

I won that game for Archie.

Don't you think we should talk before
you go?

What's there to talk about?

Do you want me to spell it out?

Having to pack last?

Yeah.

Can't keep putting it off, eh? Why is it
going?

I just wanted to check a couple of
things.

I'll see you later.

Scary Mary indeed.

So, are you still teaching here?

I retired last term.

Oh, that's great.

I'm not pushing you.

Anyway, I had you been invited to give
the children a talk about your job, so I

dropped by and listened in. I hope you
didn't mind.

Oh, no, Miss.

What did you think?

I was impressed.

But I always did say you had a way with
words, Duncan.

I hear we're doing very well with this
radio station. Oh, yeah.

Did you teach him, too? I did.

He was pale and scrawny, we think. Which
was a pity, because he wanted to fight

everyone. He was from Glasgow, you see.

And did he...

Did he have a way with words too, Mrs.
Carey? He did, but I'm not sure they

the sort of words you wanted to hear too
often.

Do you remember what I put in your last
school report?

Oh, no.

Duncan will take the world by the scruff
of the neck.

Well, there's still time, Mrs. Carey.

For you and me both, Duncan.

Mr. The Ball!

It's an old house, Mum.

And it's all done.

Talking chaps.

They're trying to drive me mad.

Ah, should you be thinking of running
your underused duster around my room,

lady? Now is as good a time as any.

And who exactly do you think you're
talking to? No time for introductions,

afraid. I have a boat to catch.

Beware the demons and the pipes.

Stop. Turn around.

Now open your eyes.

He's got a year's MOT.

And I've taxed and insured it for you.

A wee boy's first car.

He'll have no excuses not to come and
see me now.

Will you, Ewan?

No, Mum.

Very nice.

Maybe he could take me out for a wee
drive later on.

He won't be doing anything or going
anywhere until he's tidied his room.

Are you, Ewan? No.

Now, come on.

Stand beside the car.

So you're still here then, Lexie?

Yeah. Yeah, for now.

Come on, smile for the birthday.

Ewan, look at the camera.

She'll hear.

How did it go?

Oh, it was brilliant.

I knew you'd be all right.

All right?

You should have been there, Jess. I had
the meeting out of my hand.

And I met my old teacher, Mrs. Airey. Mm
-hm.

You think you can read porridge?

Read it?

Aye.

You know, like people read tea leaves.

But now...

Are you all right?

Never better.

She said I had to leave at work.

We're going to be late.

For what?

There's all I have to do, Duncan.

Oh, job.

Uh -huh.

There's only doing. Come on.

Archie, it's for a stag.

It has great sentimental value.

But everything has its place.

People, too.

And I thought I'd found mine here.

But you're finally packing.

Yep. I'm beginning to think you'd never
leave.

Am I in the way? Of course not.

Silly.

But Archie must be missing you awfully.

You must be missing each other.

You poor dears.

And you mustn't worry about Paul.

Paul? And the plumbing.

I want to work with you.

Don't you think the danglers might look
a little out of place in a vineyard?

Just taking the air in Molly's secret
garden where the blossoms... You almost

killed me. Well, I'm a liability, Molly.
There's no denying it. Not safe to have

around. I know you'd prefer me not to be
here. Nothing would make me happier.

There's always prison.

Prison? You should have been there years
ago. They do still send people to

prison for assault, don't they? I'm sure
Paul could swing it. Aren't you being a

little hasty, Molly? All he needs to do
is inform the authorities that he can no

longer be responsible for you or your
actions.

But prison would kill me. Perfect.

You're tight.

You ready?

Uh -huh.

Okay.

Whoa!

Come on, Duncan, pull!

All right.

Well done.

This farm junk's just so heavy.

There's so much of it.

What are you going to do with this
place?

Aye.

Aye.

Thank you. It was an age thing.

Oh, no, no, not at all. I mean, I feel
exactly the same way.

You know, my ex works in radio.

He's a producer.

Yeah. Do you still see him?

He's an ex, Duncan.

Of course I don't still see him.

Hey, Paul. Isabel.

I've been halfway around the estate
looking for you, Duncan.

It's my fault.

Sorry, I couldn't have done it without
him. I'm coming.

Do you believe in the prophetic powers
of Polly?

Have I done something, Duncan?

Nope. You've barely said a word to me
since we started up here.

You wish that maybe you'd taken up Lex's
offer?

Do you want me to go to New Zealand?

Is that what you want?

You didn't say that.

I don't be wanting for Archie.

Running around after him.

You said you're working for Paul.

Are you?

He's not working for me, Duncan.

Well, it's your timetables or rotas or
whatever you call them.

You know as much about land management
as I do, Duncan. Maybe more.

Maybe.

But where's it getting me, Jess?

You always say you love it here.

I do.

So?

So, I want something more, Jess.

Got me?

Yeah, let me take that. Go on.

Always

a

romantic, Alex.

You're not my favourite bellman.

Tell me.

Brief encounter.

Years.

Doing the right thing.

An old Dean train.

Now that's romantic.

What is it?

When we kissed.

Forget about it, Paul.

I can't just pretend it didn't happen.

Just the man.

You aren't to be trapped in my penthouse
dungeon.

I need some improvements made pretty
damn sharpy. Don't miss weight. I'm not

interrupting

anything, am I?

No.

What are you doing up here?

Very impressive, Ewan.

Very impressive indeed.

Did you touch anything?

No.

I need some help.

No, thank you.

Twice in one day, I'm honoured.

Or should I be worried?

I'll thank you not to poach my staff as
well.

I'm sure I ended it.

I suggest you get better organised.

That'll be the pot calling the kettle
black, then.

Isn't that what it's supposed to mean?

Well, you obviously need help around the
place.

Then you might as well make yourself
useful.

Well, you've obviously had more
experience breaking an engine than I

Simple thank you would do.

I could be your stand -in presenter.

I don't need a stand -in. I could do one
show, then. Come on, Duncan.

I could do whoever.

You think to start a new career or
something? You know me. I'm always

for a new challenge. Okay, tell me the
five most requested bands on Rob Roy

Radio. Eh, Coldplay, Oasis... We're not
talking golden oldies here, Duncan.

Do you know any of these?

I could learn.

Don't you think you're a bit old to
start thinking of a new career?

They find the engine there.

All present and correct.

Aye, well, maybe we should start looking
for the other wheel, eh?

You know, when my mum said she got me a
car, I thought, great, a bit of freedom.

I can go places, do stuff, pull.

Pull?

There's a new barmaid in the galley's
rest.

She's stunning.

I was going to ask her out for a drag,
but she'll laugh in my face.

Oi, I did wrong with a three -wheeler,
old cunt.

I had one myself once.

The Morgan went like stinging.

Molly, the Morgan.

Come on.

Let's get this undercover.

You all right?

No, I'm not all right. You ran over my
foot.

Did I? Oh, dear.

Let's see.

The wheels are in the wrong place.

Should be two at the front and one at
the back.

Duncan! I was just trying to, you
know... Be the

DJ.

How long have you been there?

Long enough.

I've never even heard any of them.

Ewan was right.

I'm old.

You are not old, Duncan.

We'll be coming over to Dad's later.

I don't know.

See how I feel.

You be.

Everything okay?

A feast, Ewan.

A veritable feast.

Only I couldn't get to the cooker.

Not in there.

I haven't tasted a curry as good as this
since... I remember this little place

in Parsons Green.

Donald. In the Arabian Desert, my dear
girl, it's considered polite. You are

in the Arabian Desert. Oh?

Oh, I wonder if you could do something
for me.

Yeah, of course, Molly. Send me off to
prison, would you? Do you think you

arrange it?

I appeal to you, as the titular head of
the family, to bring your dependents to

heel. Really? I am so... And when you've
done that, I suggest you take a look at

the plumbing. That is, if you're not too
busy watching the wildlife.

Um... I think it's time we replaced the
oil pump.

Mm -hmm. I could just do that myself.

But you won't be here, will you?

Hi.

Dad.

Hiya.

No Duncan.

I thought he was higher.

Ah.

Dad?

Do you think I'm holding Duncan back?

Well, is that what he's saying?

Not exactly.

Come in.

Please yourself.

How you feeling?

Well, first Mum buys me a car I used to
think you got on the NHS, and then Molly

loans me Archie's great -grandfather's
last resting place.

You're sitting on history, Ian. Great.

Mm.

You've been busy.

No, Lexi.

Mum has been busy.

Still, it's an improvement.

And I wouldn't mind if she didn't go on
about being lonely or have another phone

or go round and see her.

Larry's getting out of here soon. I
know.

Every time I drive that car and I don't
go and see her, I feel guilty.

That's exactly what you want.

Ian.

Maybe she just misses you.

I've left home, Lex.

How's he doing?

Feeling sorry for himself.

He'll survive.

No doubt.

Drink?

No, thanks.

I'm away to my bed.

I think we should talk about it.

I think we should forget about it. And
pretend nothing happened?

Yeah. We kissed. So?

You're trying to tell me it didn't mean
anything.

No. Happy now?

No.

You know I'm not.

I can't do my job properly, I can't
concentrate on the estate because I

just forget about it.

You were in no hurry to leave.

Why the sudden rush?

You know why.

I don't want you to go.

Not like this.

Not because of me.

I'm not leaving because of you.

I'm leaving because I'm married to your
brother.

New Zealand's Archie's dream.

Not yours.

Whether you really want...

I say, should you find time in your no
doubt busy schedule, you might like to

turn your attention to the small matter
of my bed.

Your bed?

Yes. It requires making, dear lady.

Molly.

I heard Lexi come up. It was very late.

We had a nightcap.

Did you talk about New Zealand?

Yes.

I think we should encourage her, don't
you?

You talk to her, Paul. I'm sure she'll
listen to you.

The time.

I've done your washing and your ironing.

And I've bought you a new shirt.

For best.

Now all you have to do is put your
dirties in the bag and bring them with

when you come to see me.

Come on, Ewan. Up you get.

What happened to you?

I thought that a leak here would keep
out of trouble.

He's hurt his foot, Mrs Brodie. Nothing
more. He was run over.

Well, if he hadn't been messing about
with the car, none of this would have

happened. Typical, isn't it?

Blame the victim.

You and it hardly evict him!

So now we know where we stand.

Spada.

What's the point?

I was under the impression we were
trying to turn this car into a half

bit of kit.

It's a piece of junk.

That almost broke my foot.

And the only woman who'll ever be
pleased to see me in it is my mother.

Look at the devil.

Aren't you the devil, old boy? You don't
know my mother.

Your mother?

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

She wants me over here.

Come on, we'll just catch up. It's got
to be ready.

All clear.

You know what you need, old boy?

It's an escape route.

No, Donald.

What you need is an escape route.

I have escaped.

Anyway, I like it here.

He clucked up the place, played his
music too loud.

He peaked the fridge like his personal
ladder.

And his bedroom was like a war zone.

Those are just the good bits.

Maybe now's the time to let go.

And what does that leave me with?

The rest of your life.

To do what, exactly?

To do all those things that you could
never do because you were running about

after you.

It's been that long, Lexi.

I've forgotten where they were.

Start again.

Look, if Ewan does come back, it's not
going to be for very long.

You're only putting off what you know is
going to happen.

The grass might be a shade or two
greener here.

I should never have left Glasgow.

So why did you?

Ewan's father had a dream.

Men do.

Tell me about it.

So me and Ewan, we upped and followed
Ray's dream.

I lost my friends in Glasgow.

My independence.

And now I'm doing laundry for two men I
hardly ever see.

I liked where I was, Lexie.

You could go back.

There is no going back.

Stick with your own dream, Lexie.

At least you know where you are.

You want me to stand in for you?

No. It's just I can't go up the tower
with my foot.

So you want me to stand in for you? I
just want you to play this at 11 o

I've already recorded the show.

Just that?

All you've got to do is put in the
machine and press play.

Do you think you can do that, Duncan?

I've been thinking about what I said
last night.

Me too.

I don't think you're doing the right
thing.

What if I don't want to go?

What?

What if I've decided... I want to stay?

Do you mean it?

I may.

Sorry, bad moment?

No.

There's something at the farm I think
you ought to see.

Right.

I'll be right over.

Okay.

Have you thought about what will happen
if you do stay?

Yeah.

Just for once.

I'm thinking about what I might want.

A

minute

to go.

supposed to be my show.

With?

My view from the highlands.

I tell you, Donald, that man's a pirate.

Will you just be quiet and let me
listen?

Duncan, on the radio.

I can promise you, no news, no weather,
just... My view

from the highlands.

And what a view it is. From where I'm
sitting, I can see from one end of the

world to the other.

Now, although there have been big
changes in Glen Bull, I don't want to

about that. I want to talk about the
things that never change.

Like the mountains with their summer
snow caps.

And the locks.

What do you think?

Sun -warmed.

Oh, by the way, the ospreys are back.
I'm going to see if they're back.

They've just washed their feet after
lunch.

So the next time you're away from home,
abroad, and you've had your porridge in

the morning, and you look into the
bottom of the bowl, the bits that are

if you can see the shapes of the
mountain and the loch, then you can tell

yourself that it's definitely time to
come back home.

Yeah, that's right.

This is...

Duncan Mackay on Rob Roy. Video with my
view from the Highlands.

Good morning.

I thought we knew the private garage.

The other half lived there.

Did more.

Found this in the car.

Not please the moment, my dearest,
sweetest... Molly.

Come away with me. You are the love of
my life. If Hector truly loves you, your

happiness is all that should matter to
him.

Say the word, dear Molly, and I shall
make you the happiest woman in the

Already read the number, Fred?

Dear Donald, what you want is completely
and utterly impossible.

You're incorrigible.

You know nothing of duty or love.

What you want would destroy Hector.

So, Molly.

So, Donald made a play for his brother's
wife.

I'd say that was pretty incorrigible,
wouldn't you?

She's going to see Isabel.

Did she hear the show, though?

She did, yeah.

And did you hear the show?

I managed to hear a wee bit.

And what do you think?

I'm no judge, son.

Well, don't give up the day job, eh?

Is that what you're thinking of doing?

Oh, no. Oh, golly.

It was just a bit of fun, that's all.

Live the dream.

You sure you want to do this?

Yes.

All I have to do is email down the link.

I didn't even have to talk to him.

Does Molly know?

I'll let her belong to you.

Molly's belongs to her.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Well, you know this much, you might as
well know the whole story.

I've made a decision, Leckie. I'm coming
to New Zealand with you. I can't live

in this house with that awful man a
moment longer.

What on earth is going on?

I thought you were leaving.

I don't know if I can.

Mm -hmm.

He had a certain charm.

I don't suppose I was entirely
blameless. We none of us are, are we?

When Hector rolled up with this utterly
ravishing creature, I was smitten.

It would be a lie to say that I didn't
find him a little attractive.

He flattered me.

Well, Hector swept me off my feet, and
here I was in a castle with two dashing

young men vying for my attention.

Love to make anyone dizzy.

A decent thing.

Would have been to keep my feelings to
myself and withdraw, but I loved her

beyond scruples.

There wasn't anything I wouldn't have
done to win her over.

Every trick in the book, dear boy.

I even arranged an elopement.

He honestly believed that when I was
asked to choose between him and Hector,

would choose him. The arrogance of a
man.

expecting me to run off with my
husband's brother.

I had no idea she'd actually turn me
down.

She'd play hard to get, of course, for
decency's sake, but finally she'd see

sense and we'd run away together.

It was that simple.

Have you ever been in love, Paul?

Yes.

I left the estate AWOL.

Without a word to Hector or to Molly?

Hector was heartbroken.

He'd lost his only brother.

He adored Donald.

It was a decent thing to do.

No forwarding address, though.

Probably one of the only decent things
I've ever done.

I had always intended to tell Hector the
truth, but the longer I left it, the

harder it became.

Did you ever think about leaving Hector?

Well, we all harbour dark thoughts.

The secret is to know them for what they
are.

Molly did the right thing, of course.

We'd have been a complete disaster
together.

Wants the adventure that we're on.

He

may

not have had the style or panache of his
brother.

It's easy to forget that sometimes.

Why are you tailing me there, Smalley?

Marriages go through phases.

Hector and I didn't always see eye to
eye, not in the early days.

But what we had was worth holding on to.

Put away for a rainy day.

We'll need that.

I wonder when Isabel's ex will get back
to her.

I could end up in Radio 1 one day.

All right, Radio 2.

But I'll still need an agent and a PA.

And a PR person to look after my
personal experiences.

My appearances.

And we need to get a little place.

A nice little pomme de terre to begin on
with.

You can get a job.

In land management?

Parks, zoos.

They've got them.

You'll be fine.

This is my place.

Not for Edinburgh.

But what about us?

You and me, Jess.

I can come down at weekends.

Long -distance relationships?

Average life expectancy, one term at
uni, you said.

Is that going to harm to us, Jess?

You'll still go.

Let's see what this guy says.

Probably never happened.

It has happened, Duncan.

It's a wreck.

It may look like that to the untrained
eye, but there's plenty of life left in

the old girl yet.

Goes like stink.

That's the spirit.

And when we get your old banger souped
up and respectable, I'll teach you to

race.

All right.

And then you and I, dear boy, we'll
restore that old Morgan to a form of

and I might even let you take him on a
spin. You'll be fine, King of all.

Ewan! Now what?

Hurry, dear boy.

Come with me.

I've decided to clear out your room.

What do you mean, clear it out?

Mr Walker moves in next week.

And you might like to address yourself
by helping me clear out my boots. Who's

Mr Walker?

The lodger. You're moving someone into
my room?

That's right.

Don't mean kicked out my own home.

You live here now, Ewan.

This is your home. So you better make
the best of it.

I'm sure this nice old gentleman will
keep you out of mischief.

On the contrary, dear lady.

Well, this radio business of Duncan's
just a wee bit of fun.

Well, to Duncan it isn't.

So do you think Isabel's friend will
help him then?

Mm -hm.

He might.

Could he end up losing him?

Unless you're thinking of going with
him.

Um... I'm not.

Ach, well.

Let's hope it all comes to nothing,
then.

How can you say that?

I just want you to be happy, lass.

Dad, if Duncan goes, it'll be because he
wants to.

If he comes back, it'll be because he
wants to be with me.

Either way, I'll be happy.

You're sure about that?

Yes.

Molly and Donald, eh?

Who would have thought it?

At least he did the right thing.

Do you think?

I do.

What, Lexie, about New Zealand? I'm all
packed.

So when are you leaving?

No point in dragging that out.

No.

What if Isabelle hadn't found those
letters?

I'm not one for what ifs, Lexie.

What if Donald hadn't tried to steal
Molly from Hector?

What if Hector hadn't been unfaithful to
Molly?

What if you weren't married to Archie?

I know what I know.

Um, I'd better get back. I told Molly.
Right, yeah.

Lexi.

I know I'll regret this.

He shows great promise and I loved his
homespun charm. He could be of interest,

but he lacks experience.

Get in touch in a year's time.

He liked you, Duncan.

He wants you to keep in touch.

In a year's time!

Is that so bad?

What do you think?

About the letters, Molly, I'm sorry.

I'm sure we neither of us wanted the
past dug up.

No, of course not.

Did he ever forgive me?

He didn't know.

He thought you'd simply run out on him.

You mean he went to his grave, not
knowing I'd done the decent thing?

never done a decent thing in your life.
I did.

Once.

And Hector died thinking I deserted him.

Poor Hector.

Why didn't you tell him?

I intended to. I did, really.

You were a great disappointment to him,
Donald.

As you were to me, Molly.

You broke my heart. You deserved it.

We're supposed to just rub along
together, are we?

We should try.

I was always the better looking one.

Can

I

help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for Mrs. Keeney.

She sent me a visit.

Is she OK?

She's gone to teach in Papua New Guinea.

Papua New Guinea?

Once she's helped build the school.

Oh, that's great.

I'm Duncan.

Duncan Mackay?

Aye. Mrs Carey was my teacher.

And her daughter.

There.

Duncan.

Happy days.

Aye. Oh, she left something for you.

I was going to post it. Oh, thanks.

Edinburgh Royal Infirmary Hospital
Radio.

If you pay for DJs, do you have what it
takes for hospital radio?

Aye.

I do.

Um, Bella Duncan says thanks.

I will.

Bye.

Bye.

Um... Hey.

I saw the light on under your door and
I... Ooh.

They taste them all right?

Yeah.

I was packed. I was... Going through my
stuff and now you're... Oh, God.

I took it that Christmas with the camera
you gave me.

I thought you might want... I thought
you might want to keep it to remember me

by.

You're not in it?

I took it, though.

I don't remember you nearly blinded me
with a flash.

Happy days.

Poor Arch. Poor Arch.

Nothing good about Archie, Lex. I mean,
he's got...

He's got you.

He has.

I'm going to see you tomorrow.

You might not.

I mean, you might.

Just in case.

Nothing certain in this life, eh, Lex?

I'm gonna miss you.

Me too.

I mean, I'll miss you too.

Collie? Duncan.

Off for a stroll, are you?

Edinburgh.

Hey.

I'll be back.

I miss you.

Probably won't get a job anyway.

No.

I'll shake your hand just in case.

Oh, Paul, I forgot to... I'll see to it.

And Molly. Sure.

You've been like a father to me and
Jess. Well, you are Jess's father.

You know what I mean.

I know.

I'm grateful.

For everything.

Always will be.

Right.

Okay. You didn't tell me.

I'll be gone by the time you hear this,
Jess.

I couldn't say a proper goodbye.

If I tried, I'd probably have stayed.

You said your place is at Glenbogle, and
I'm happy for you.

Really, I am.

Maybe it's my place too, but... I need
to know for sure.

And if I do come back, then... Well,
then I'll never need to leave again.

So... Goodbye, Jess.

I'll never forget you.

I'm going to miss my train. Thanks for
this time. Not to worry.

Old steam trains.

Doing the right thing.

Oh, dear, dear.

Why does my heart feel

so bad?

Why does my soul...

Why does my heart feel so bad?

Why does my soul feel so bad?

Why does my heart...