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I used to come up here with your mother.

This was her special place.

And she has two now.

Yours and hers.

I'll be a good father, Meg.

I promise you that.

And I'll always do whatever's best for
our wee boy.

And that, are you listening back there,
is where Becky McDuff threw my action

man in the loch.

He went in after it two minutes later.

Of course, we were only 16 at the time.

We were born to be wild.

We can climb so high.

I never want to die.

Born to be wild.

Oh, thunder of hooves. The flash of the
suit. The thrill of a chase.

The hole in the pocket.

Oh.

This fortune is good for the soul,
Donald.

Aye, and the bookie's condo in Ibiza. I
should never have listened to you,

Molly. But the horse called Safer's
Houses at 20 to 1.

It was irresistible. And very, very low.

Oh, what funny was such funny, Molly?

Gambling for mugs.

Oh, shit. Fair me the Presbyterian
lecture, you wouldn't. Right, I've done

a quick.

You're turned on the bike, Donald. What?

It's always my turn on the ballet bike
here.

The last of my liquidity.

And I hope you'll think of me when
you're sinking a few pints down at the

rest of my expense.

Oh, never mind. The new generator will
be here soon, won't it?

Oh, yes.

In a way, I'll be kind of sorry.

No.

Tom.

You promised Paul you'd drop off the
down payment for the generator on our

to the races.

Gee, I'm getting so forgetful.

You dead meat.

Well, you said yourself, Molly, it was
irresistible. I don't believe it!

You have spent Paul's money meant for
something this house desperately needs.

On a horse.

Well, not just on a horse.

On life. On fun and adventure. Not on
something boring. Well, not just me.

We all did it.

And how'd you want that, wasn't it? Oh,
well, you, dear boy, you drove the

getaway car and you, Molly, you put me
up to it.

No, no, no, no. There's only one thing
for it. You are going to have to get a

job, pal.

A job?

So what's the form of these
transmissions, then? The form?

Well, it's an ancient Highland ritual.

You don't say. Well, the tenants present
the Laird with an extremely long list

of grievances.

I was worried you were going to say
that.

Yeah.

That's when the Laird suffers an acute
case of deafness.

Tempting, of course.

He'll soon get the hang of it.

Thank you, your leadership.

The chairman?

Alistair McAlister.

Alistair McAlister?

Alistair McAlister.

You have me on? No.

Crazy name.

Busy guy.

Well, the tenants can't stand him. They
all want him out.

Well, let's hope we get someone more
malleable.

God, how many years have I been playing
that job in Edinburgh?

If only.

Thank you.

What are we going to do with this lot,
then?

It's for you and your household to
celebrate the coming of spring. It's

I'll have the eggs.

Me and my household, I know you said.

Gilly's Perks, boys.

Thank you, all of you.

What can I say?

I think you could apologise for a start.

I'm sorry.

Hi.

That'll do just fine.

What happened to you?

The layers left the dirty on me.

Still, that wouldn't be the first time
one of them's done that to one of us,

would it?

Order!

Order!

You were going to say something, I
think, Laird. Oh, yes, right. Before I

on the...

outgoing chair, I'd like us all to take
this opportunity to thank him for his

tireless efforts on behalf of the
association.

I suppose

I

should start by reminding you all of the
achievements.

Mr Chairman, before we start with the
back slapping, I would like to ask Mr

Macdonald a question.

Where is he going to deliver on his
promises to carry out the much -needed

repairs to our crofts? Here, here, here,
here, here, here.

Laird?

Right, OK. I'm very glad you asked me
that question.

Can you? Why did you never get in touch?

Have you met my friend, Big Blue?

He's for Cameron. Not one phone call or
a letter.

Don't be angry.

Now look what you've done.

As you all know, it's been a hard
winter.

It's not unusual in these parts, Mr
Macdonald.

And as a result, the list of repairs to
your crofts has lengthened somewhat.

Well, let's see if we can shorten it
somewhat.

If only it were that simple. I'm afraid
it's a question of available resources.

Meaning? Well, lack of manpower, for a
start.

Oh.

Well, that's not a problem. I'm sorry?
Well, um... There's Mr

Brown. I mean, I know he's been retired
a few years, but, well, he is a

qualified electrician.

And Angus Law here, he used to be the
best plumber in the estate.

So that would solve your manpower
problem. And I'm sure they wouldn't

a little extra cash.

Oh, no.

I'm sure they wouldn't.

Let me just reassure you, I'll do
everything I can in these very difficult

times. Maybe the laird and the chair
could meet later to discuss this in more

detail.

Very good, yes.

Thank you, laird.

I must now ask for nomination for my
successor.

If there are no nominations, then it
will fall on me to take up the reins of

office once more.

I'd like to nominate Iona McLean. And
I'll second that.

Don't I get a say in this?

Go on, look.

Okay.

Well, I am honoured to accept your
nomination.

If

only

we could get away.

Where exactly?

Anywhere. It's away from this lot.

Think about it, Ewan.

It'd just be you and me.

Quality time.

Quality time.

We could have that here.

No, not if my dad's got anything to do
with it.

And it's not as if you ever do anything
anyway.

You know Maggie's boyfriend's got a new
convertible?

You've got an old banner.

Sadie's man's got a proper flat.

And all you've got's a room. It's not
even your own.

Going out with you is a bit like never
having left school.

Oh, thanks.

So, do something about it.

We could go on holiday.

The meds. Oh, yeah.

Oh, man.

Bit of love.

He hates me.

That's because he loves me.

Two weeks in the sun.

Two weeks?

What do you think that's going to cost
me? A lot less than if you don't take

Think about it, okay?

Ciao.

Boss, it's customary for the layout to
buy a round of drinks after the meeting.

Now, why doesn't that surprise me?

No,

no, no, it's okay, Colin.

I have an idea.

Drinks all round.

Oh, and keep the giblets.

So, who is she?

That is Iona Maclean.

So much for finding someone more
malleable than I was.

Uh, Laird, I suppose we should meet up
sometime.

Yeah, okay.

When? Well, how about tomorrow evening?

All right, tomorrow is then.

Oh, and whilst we're talking repairs,
you might want to put my dodgy electrics

in your list.

Fiona, over here, please.

All right, aye.

Look, I hope you don't mind being
roughed up earlier.

It's kind of a Highland tradition.

Bye, golly.

Bye, Leo.

Bye.

There must be something you can do.

Motor racing's changed a little since my
day.

He's always the estate, I suppose.

Felling trees, mending fences, calling
to do the little help.

What a young macaroon.

His name is Cameron.

Am I entirely useless, Molly?

I'm rather good at CVs.

I used to write them up for the
malingerers in the Three Kings.

Five bob a go and a bonus pint if they
got the job. Two pints if they didn't.

Your CV, that's one work of fiction I
should like to read.

It wasn't my CV I was thinking of
tinkering with, dear Molly.

I never regained consciousness after the
birth.

I thought I'd cry.

Just the one after the funeral.

I should have been there.

Yep.

Anyway, found time in your busy schedule
to pay us a visit.

Well, I'm supposed to be the godfather.

Being here for the Christmas is the easy
part, Duncan.

You might find a longer -term commitment
more of a problem.

I said I was sorry.

At least try to remember it, Bradley.

September the 1st, 11th.

Past his bedtime.

He made me cry too, you know.

That's your godfather for you.

Imagine me, fella.

Chip off the old block, eh?

How are you, Duncan?

I'm good.

Really good.

That room's just great.

How about you?

Sorry.

Silly question.

I'm fine.

Fine, thanks.

Taking a wee bit of your whale, but
fine.

Jess showed me a photograph of Meg.

Lovely woman.

Yes, she was.

I'm going to do right by Cameron.

I'm going to be the best godfather they
ever had.

I know you will, son.

I was going to ask your advice about
something.

They're all here, Duncan.

I was just going to make a pot of tea.

Couldn't you let them know at the big
house that you're here?

Where are you supposed to be staying,
isn't it?

Aye.

Maybe I should.

Court jester returns.

Jack Newman, is it good?

So... The generator's broken.

Worse than that, you're on the bike
tonight.

I say... Ooh.

I say, old boy, I don't suppose you
could see your way... You should always

your watch.

This watch is a work of art. It's
priceless.

Enough to pay for the generator, then?

Well, no gentleman would ever sell his
father's watch.

I wouldn't know, not being a gentleman.

Is there something you want, other than
my money?

I want you to help me to find a job.

I took your advice, old boy.

You know what, Donald?

You always come good in the end.

Do I really?

Right, what exactly can you do?

Me? Oh, alas, no.

It's for Molly.

Just like the old days.

We do miss you, Duncan.

And golly, could have certainly done
with an extra pair of hands.

Still, who'd want to leave the bright
city lights for this old place?

You did, Molly.

That was for love.

You stopped lucky.

I suppose I did.

Now, let's get you settled in the
Chinese room.

The Chinese room.

You are the honoured guest, Duncan.

Come on.

Come on.

No,

come on. You need your sleep.

Here.

Oh, my money. Come on. Come on.

You two, out to the garden.

Golly.

Rosie. We arrived a bit early. I hope
you don't mind.

I'm sorry about the mess.

It's a wee bit of a broken night.

Oh, you're so lovely.

How's my sister's wee boy?

He's fine.

Can I?

We're well set up here.

I'm impressed.

Hiya.

The laird asked me to call by.

That was quick.

Well, he said it was urgent.

Pardon?

Oh, I never said a word.

Oh, I thought I heard somebody say
preferential treatment.

Your curriculum vitae.

Oh.

Two. fulfilling years spent nursing in a
leper colony in Goa. This is a

steeplejack, croupier, belly dancer.

A masterpiece of invention, half -truths
and wishful thinking.

There's receptionist at McGowan's
galvanised metals, cleaner at McReady's

guesthouse, a gold dinner lady.

You don't have to do this, Molly. Well,
Paul's so worried about money, and I

suppose I do feel partly responsible for
Donald's predicament. Our predicament,

Molly, remember.

All we have to do is polish your
interview technique.

Take a seat, Mrs. MacDonald.

We'd like to consider your application.

What's fun?

Tell us about yourself, Mrs. MacDonald.

Any previous job experience?

Oh. Oh.

Um... 1964?

Modelling?

And King's Road, Foggy Fenton's Gallery
for Kinetic Art. Any previous experience

in galvanised metals, domestic cleaning
or the catering business?

Well, I've always been pretty good at
keeping the drinks flowing.

Well, I think that could be considered
relevant experience.

Thank you, Mrs MacDonald.

Well, how did I do?

You've got the job.

Are you managing okay?

I can't say it's the easiest thing I've
ever done, but fine.

I remember when my two were his age.

It's hard enough when there's two of
you. There are two of us, Rosie. It's

and me.

Well, if you ever need a break, Cameron
can come and stay with us. You know

that. I know.

Terribly.

Sometimes I can't help thinking that she
hadn't met me. If you and Meg hadn't

met, neither of you would have known the
happiness you did have.

And she was happy, golly.

When she told me about the baby... Yeah,
the baby.

And there's a cruel God that says you
can have one but not the other.

Now, Sally, that is where we need to go
on.

Front door for the chair of the tenant's
association.

Oh, hi.

You said to come round.

Oh, yeah, sorry. I was doing paperwork.
Come in.

I've never been further than the kitchen
before.

And that was when I was only a wee girl.

No, allow me.

Thanks.

I used to imagine what it would be like.

The big house.

Hope you won't be disappointed.

Oh, the laird invites a humble crofter
into his castle.

I'm sure I won't be disappointed.

Yeah, problem with the generator.
Nothing too serious.

Do you want some help?

If you don't mind.

Well, cavalry style's probably best.

Right.

Get mud on your trousers and... Oh,
thanks.

Next? Yeah.

Now, the idea is to boil the vegetables
until they acquire the taste of an old

dishcloth. Hello.

What's going on?

I've had a call back from the school.
They've asked me to go in for a trial

tomorrow.

Excellent. So I'm giving Molly a cash
course on school dinners.

And I'm making all possible.

Just keep peddling. The archers are on
in a minute.

Oh, wet beds and crimson roofs.

Perfect. Ewan, dinner for two in the
dining room.

Thought it was beer and salmon you got
in the study.

Sounds fun.

Oh, all these books.

Yes, it's the library.

Yeah, I think I might have worked that
one out for myself.

Give him time.

All right.

Please, shall we start?

Good idea.

The schedule of repairs?

Oh, I thought you'd have it.

Well, there's a... Yeah, I've got a
draft copy in the office.

I mean, it's incomplete, of course,
but... Oh, well, don't worry. I'll pick

up tomorrow.

Or should we be keeping minutes?

Yeah, minutes.

Dinner.

Very nice.

I'm glad you like it.

Even if it is a wee bit cold.

A temporary blockage in the system.

A sausage and mash, the world's
favourite.

Mine too.

Thank you, Ewan.

Oh, Edinburgh's really good, Molly.

Yeah, it's going really well.

There are so many things to do and such
a lot of interesting people. I am so

happy for you, Duncan, and this is a
great idea.

Molly! Oh, guys.

Just had to pick up a few bits and
pieces for the wee fella.

It's lovely to see you.

Don't see enough of you, any of you.

family life, you know.

Excuse me.

Hi, Jess.

Would you like to go out sometime?

Tonight? Yeah, yeah, you know, for a
meal or that, a kind of celebration.

Yeah, it'd be nice, but I've got so much
to catch up on.

Oh, well, it's nothing that can't wait,
lass.

No matter, another time, eh?

Yeah.

Is that really necessary?

Dad. Now I've got a life of your own. So
don't interfere.

Before I came to this day, I didn't
think I'd stay.

Lembogle was a million miles from where
I was used to.

But as soon as I saw it, I just knew I
wanted to be a part of it.

Love at first sight?

Yeah.

Yeah, I suppose it was.

Yeah, me too.

I thought you always lived here.

Aye, but I've lived it from the moment I
went mine.

So what is so complicated about their
prayers to the cross, then?

Well, it's a matter of available
resources.

Resources meaning what exactly?

Oh, and thanks for sending Mr Brown
around this morning. Would he count as a

resource? Yeah, but, you know, workmen
need paying, even retired ones.

It's a question of balancing the books.
You're broke.

All of this, and you're broke.

But you'll need time.

That's the long and the short of it.

Well, the crops haven't fallen down yet.

I dare say they'll stay stood for a
while longer.

Golly!

Listen, Golly, I could really do with
some advice, would you? No, no, no.

Tomorrow. Oh, I see.

Right, OK, golly.

Here.

Good boy, good boy.

There you are.

So, a candle at dinner with the Laird,
eh?

The candles weren't for me.

The Laird, like a generator, it broke.

Good night.

Don't you think it would be nice with a
little grated cheese?

People! People!

People!

Fish fingers!

Fish fingers!

You seen Molly?

Molly?

Yeah, pretty woman, light complexion,
brown eyes about, that's all.

You don't need to make an ass of
yourself, old boy. No, I haven't seen

Thank you.

Uh, the generator.

Due today, isn't it?

Everything in hand, old boy.

Everything in hand.

I do hope so, Donald.

I do hope so.

Things went all right last night, did
they?

Yeah, I think so.

I think we can safely say the new chair
of the tenants' association won't be any

trouble at all.

She knows you're broke.

You're a woman on the inside, eh? Just
where you want her. Any dodgy moment

between Laird and tenants, smoothed out
over a candlelit dinner of sausage and

mash. That is not what I meant at all.

Believable? Yeah.

Come on, wee man.

Is he teething?

Yeah, he had a bit of a sleepless night.

Oh, sweet.

Oh, dear.

Shh. Hush.

You miss her?

It's always good to know it's here, you
know.

A bit like me, I suppose.

Listen, Jess.

The responsible adult.

Despite outward appearances, eh?

This is Jess. She's the godmother.

I'm Duncan.

I'm the godfather.

Oh, you're going to make me an offer I
can't refuse.

Right, well, I always like to hold these
rehearsals on location. That way we all

know what we're doing and when we're
supposed to be doing it.

We've even got a baby.

Thanks.

Don't I get to hold it?

Ibiza. I've got enough saved up for the
deposit.

I am.

Well, you're going to have to take this
to be that once -in -a -lifetime special

offer. No problem.

I'm sorry what I said before.

Put your car in still.

Forget it.

What are you doing?

There's £25 of venison in the freezer,
the food for the Christians in the

fridge, and the generator's popped its
coil.

I'm a human dynamo, Zoe.

Is that right?

So, we all know what we're doing, do we?

Yes, Duncan.

When do I get to hold the baby?

You don't.

You can stand as close to Jeff and the
baby as you like.

No, why can't Jeff stand close to me and
I get the baby? I'll show you.

Duncan. I want to go on the baby. No.

Duncan. This is silly. Just let go then.

How do you know why you can't hold the
baby?

You've gone down.

Thanks, Rosie.

So, come on.

How are you managing?

I told you, we're fine.

Really? Really.

It seems to me you're under a lot of
pressure.

We get by.

How long do you think Jess is going to
want to be sharing a room with Cameron?

I haven't given it much thought.

Well, maybe you should.

She's loyal and caring, but she's stuck
in here when she should be out with her

friends.

Cameron's her brother, not her son. What
are you trying to say, Rosie?

Let me take care of him.

It'll just be for a while, just until
he's old enough to look after himself.

It's great, isn't it?

I'm supposed to lose Meg, now I'm losing
Cameron.

You won't have lost him.

He'll always be your son, yours and
Meg's. Nothing can ever change that.

Nothing.

Nothing. Think about it.

Have you spoken to Alec? Have you?

What do you think Meg would have wanted?

I can't answer that question, golly.

No.

I'm only thinking of Cameron's best
interests.

Give it a thought.

Go here. Go ahead.

There's a tree down. It's blocking the
road at Nine Acre Wood. It needs

right now.

On my way.

Rosie? Rosie! Rosie!

What is it? I was looking for Molly.

She's popped down the village for lunch.

Listen, Donald.

Donald, I need somebody... I need
somebody to keep an eye on Cameron.

Oh, you're not suggesting that I do it?
You need to do it, Donald.

You need to do it. A tree's come down
across one of the roads. Oh.

He'll be fine. See you later. I won't
have to change his napkin, will I?

Hello, little macaroons.

Sorry. Sorry.

Oh, that's okay. We're nearly done here.

We really should get this whole lot down
soon, though, before we've done some

real damage.

Well, we've made a start already.

Well, if it's a matter of getting an
extra help... No, no, no. That won't be

necessary.

I went wide at the left -hander, forcing
him inside. Then cut in sharpish at the

next right. A wicked right -hander.

And young Sterling Moss, he wasn't much
older than you at the time.

Learning from a master.

Oh,

that's all right, Gotti. We're getting
along splendidly.

He particularly liked the cherry brandy.

Oh, no, no.

We were heading it off anyway. If ever
you want another baby squasher... I

won't. Oh, I won't.

Pity.

I like babies.

I was one myself once.

Nice to see you.

If you think I'm a pushover for a plate
of sausage and mash in a drafty old

dining room... I'm sorry?

You'll be wanting this.

Right. It's a list of all the repairs
that need doing.

Not next month, not next week, not
tomorrow, but tomorrow.

Charlie, hi.

Hi.

Listen, I've been thinking about what
you were saying.

Looking after a cow.

Would you like to come in?

No. No, thanks.

Mum! Come on, Mum!

Just a minute.

After the clip.

Right.

The fish fingers that finally did it for
me. Then the supervisor had to go to

hospital. Second degree burns. And now
they short -staffed and it's all my

fault. You didn't get the job. Of course
I did. I never doubted you. And I may

have bought her some time.

I don't need to ask her where it went
then.

Molly got the job.

You should never have made that do it.

I thought we were all in this together.

Getaway driver, remember?

Hello?

Yeah, speaking.

Oh, I'm glad you called. Where's my
generator?

I just had the generator people on the
phone. Donald hasn't paid in the first

instalment. Maybe I can explain. They're
not going to deliver, and now they've

got me down as a bad credit risk. From
now on, cash up front.

And this.

As it is, we're struggling to keep up
with the day -to -day maintenance of the

croft. I was hoping to stagger the more
urgent repairs.

I'm sure we'll manage. We always do. Not
if Iona McLean and Donald MacDonald

have anything to do with it. Between the
two of them, they'll bankrupt us.

You all right, Molly?

Yes.

Sorry. Was it something?

No, no. You know, just passing.

Right, well, if you'll excuse me, I've
got some reprioritising to do.

Donald! Oh.

You want no lift, son?

No. I wanted to be alone.

I'm sorry about earlier.

That wasn't you wanted to ask me.

Nah, it's okay, golly.

I need to work this out by myself.

Fair enough.

I'll see you later.

You didn't pay the deposit.

I'm sorry.

So am I, Ewan. Very, very sorry.

I can explain.

Women, if it's not your money they're
after, it's your body, happily.

All I have left is the latter.

This is all your fault.

What? You don't think I could go on
holiday with a clear conscience and let

Molly just... Forget it.

I'm sorry about today.

And yesterday?

Okay, and yesterday.

And I get to hold Cameron?

Duncan?

Say it.

And you get to hold Cameron.

Well,

now that we've got that out of the
way...

It's time we were honest with each
other.

Okay.

I've been lying to you, Jess.

You've got another girlfriend, haven't
you?

No.

Nothing as similar as that.

Well, what have I been telling you?

Things haven't been going that well in
Edinburgh.

The job with the hospital radio was
voluntary.

I've been living on the dole, Jess.

What? No money.

Gummy flat.

I don't know anyone.

I've never been so miserable.

And every minute I'm thinking about you,
Golly, all this.

Come here, Duncan.

Hold on.

I was all set to come back.

Been a tail between my legs, but...

Who cares?

And then out of the blue, I got offered
a job.

It's a late -night slot.

You know, reps, insomniacs, stay -at
-home vampires.

But it's the real thing, and it pays.

And I'm due to start next week.

Oh, you know, that's great.

No.

I don't know what to do.

Tell me what to do, Jeff.

Should I take the job?

Or come home?

I have missed you so much.

Cameron's going to like eating that.

Mm -hmm.

Both Archie and Jamie did.

For me?

Do you want another one?

Oh, and Donald. Shall I open it?

Mm.

What's this?

I've been saving up.

I'll pay for the first installment on
the journey.

We couldn't possibly.

It won't wash, old boy. It's full cash
price on delivery or candles ad

infinitum. Yeah.

Well, at least you can give Paul his
money back and pay me back my line.

Through thick and thin, the MacDonald
way.

Sweet lamb.

There's no need, old boy.

Here.

I followed your advice.

It's all just for our watch.

Well, actually, I won it at an illegal
card table in Shepherd's Market.

Like I said, Donald, you always come
good in the end.

I've got a situation to sort out.

Holiday in the sun, perchance? It's
about late for that.

Well, there are plenty more fish in the
meadow, boy.

You never cease to surprise me.

Well, if you can see any, Molly.

The MacDonald way.

Hmm, quite.

It was your father's watch, wasn't it?

You remember what your Auntie Rosie
said, do you?

Remember?

She said you could come and visit any
time you fancy.

Yes.

Any time you like.

That's what she said.

Any time you like.

Come on, wee man.

You need a proper family, Rosie.

You do.

You'll have John and Tara to play with.

You will.

But you remember this one.

No matter how big and strong you get,
you'll always be my wee boy.

And don't you ever forget.

Donald, there's a horse running
tomorrow.

2 .30, Windsor. Absolutely not.

Very well. You heard what Paul said.

Cash up front.

What are the odds?

Fifteen to one.

But that's not what makes it so
irresistible.

It's called Golly's Boy.

And if we could buy the generator
outright, it means we could make Paul's

go that little bit further.

Strictly speaking, dear sweet Molly,
it's not Paul's money.

Donald!

You're keen?

Yeah, well, it's on your list.

Well, you know, I would offer you a cup
of tea, but the kettle's just blown

another few.

It's a patch of men, but it should hold
until we can afford to get Mr Brown

back.

And when will that be?

You tell me, Madam Chair.

Look, maybe we should start again if
we're too much together, eh?

I could make you that cup of tea now.

No, thank you. I've got a busy day,
Chrisley.

See you.

Bye.

Yeah, Molly would have been so proud,
son.

Afternoon. Oh.

Molly wants you to have this.

The MacDonald christening shawl.

That's beautiful.

Thank you.

Hi.

Where did all the Cameron's things?

Pied. Pied.

Look, it was stupid of me to think that
I could bring them up on my own.

You know, it's every boy want by no man
like me.

He was father, golly. Yeah, when he's
hitting his teens, I'll be pushing 70.

What use will that be to him?

No.

No, Rosie and Alec and the kids, they
can give him a proper family.

Rosie.

And we can't, I suppose.

I thought we were family, golly.

All of us. He can come home and visit
any time.

Any time.

It's for the best, yes.

Best for who exactly?

Cameron, for yourself.

Oh, me?

Yes.

You don't want to be tidying up here all
the time. No, Dad.

So what if I'd sometimes rather be out
than babysitting?

And yes, I may not exactly relish
sleeping in a nursery. Sometimes I might

things were different.

But that counts for nothing if it means
losing Cameron.

My mind's made up.

When?

Today.

After the christening.

Because we mustn't mess with tradition.

Well, there's another tradition we
mustn't mess with, Dad, and that's you

walking out on your children.

You're doing to him exactly what you did
to me.

Hold on, hold on, both of you.

Golly, you need to see something.

I think this engine was mine.

No, no, no, that was Hector's, and he
gave it to me. I don't believe he'd give

my engine to you. Yes, he gave it to me.
He said I was the true and proper

inheritor of Station Master of
Glenbogle.

I...

Golly. What's all this?

It's Cameron's christening present.

It was Duncan's idea.

This is where my godson can do his
growing up.

We hope this would be Cameron's home
from home.

A place where we can all watch over him.

His family.

What do you reckon, Golly?

I'd just like to say before we begin
that if Golly's half as good a dad to

Cameron as he was to me, then Cameron's
a really lucky lad.

Hear, hear. Thanks, son.

In the name of the Father and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit.

You're going to need all three.

Amen. The Gospel tells us that Jesus was
baptised in the Jordan by John.

As he was coming up out of the water, he
saw the heavens break open and the

Spirit descend on him like a dove.

And a voice came from heaven.

You are my beloved Son.

In you I take delight.

Perhaps you're not entirely useless,
your lordship.

Cameron Jamie McKenzie, I baptise you in
the name of the Father and of the Son

and of the Holy Spirit.

May the blessing of God Almighty,
Father, Son and Holy Spirit descend upon

and dwell in your heart forever.

Amen.

Jamie McKenzie.

Thank you, Colin.

Oh!

Oh, yes!

Fifteen to one.

What if I whisk her? I'm saved, Molly.
I'm saved.

Donald, the generator.

Haven't you told him?

Ah, yes, and there was something of a
misunderstanding about the deposit, old

son. You see, Donald came into some
money and he thought, wouldn't it be

buy the generator outright?

Didn't you, Donald? Did I? I did. I did.

Donald?

You're a hero. Ah, thank you.

I've been caught many things in my life,
mostly insults, but never a hero, thank

you.

I thought you weren't coming.

Well, I had to wait for my dad to give
me a lift.

It's okay, it's gone.

Anyway, and the holiday we didn't get
because you messed up with the deposit.

Look, I said I was sorry.

Well, my mum and dad saw the advert on
the paper too.

They were going to be in Ibiza at the
same time as we were.

Your dad would have been there.

Which means I've got the house to myself
for two weeks.

Quality time.

I've been doing some thinking.

I've warned you about that. No good will
come of it.

Shut up, Duncan. This is important.

You can't come home.

It wouldn't be good for you.

I've got to get this job a go.

What about you and I?

I'm not planning on going anywhere.

I'll be back.

I've got responsibilities now.

I'm the godfather.

Now that's what I call a proper goodbye.

But you were supposed to fix... No,
you... Leave it. It's too late for that.

I'm sorry, lass.

I'll put this right for you. I'll give
you my word.

I wouldn't mind if it were two things,
but... That's my home.

Where am I going to go now?

Come and stay with us.

For as long as you like.

When have you seen him?

He's getting his first tooth.

Oh, you're getting your teeth in. What a
good boy.

Listen, Rosie.

Oh, it's okay, Golly.

You don't have to say anything.

You can come and visit whenever you
like. You know that.

I do.

So... He's going to be well looked
after.

I know that now.

Oh, by golly. Bye now.

Bye, Sue.

See you. See you.

I

think

you've got some settling up to do, Uncle
Donald.

Come on.

This is your family.

For better or for worse.

I know.

We all love you.

Despite the fact we live in a cold, dark
house.

Let there be light. Said the Donald
McDonald.

Back on BBC One Scotland with a new
series next tonight, Trevor Eve and Sue

Johnston are waking the dead.