All language subtitles for Taggart s08e01 The Hit Man

Ding, ding, ding.

Too fast?

A bit.

Cowardly custard.

I can't come, Dad.

I've got a terrible headache.

Doesn't look like it.

Well, I have.

It's your uncle.

We're his only family.

It's a big day for him. The biggest day
of his life.

I don't want to come, Dad.

He's more important than your uncle, I
suppose.

Excuse me, sir, would you like to send
your bill? You're soft. That's always

been your problem.

Hello?

How are you today?

Carl, change him all those floors for
them.

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for
attending this conference.

Our subject, as you know,

is lock it or lose it.

Our campaign idea is simple.

Don't put temptation in another's path.

As you know, for some time there has
been concern about what some people have

called... There are men walking the
streets of Glasgow who murdered my baby

and as good as murdered my wife. What
are you going to do about it? What?

Is there a cover -up? Is there a
conspiracy of silence between Glasgow

and the criminals? Get him out of here.
What's my wife got out of this?

Nothing! No compensation!

There's Tommy Cattleway's posh hotels!

All that money!

And what have we got out of it?

Nothing!

Nothing!

The man's deranged.

I have a good reason.

Tommy Cattle's getting married. It's in
the papers.

When his brother comes out today, now
there is a hard case.

The way these things go round and round
and round.

It's like living in a revolving door.

Keep waiting.

Here they come.

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Mum's here.

We've come to get you.

They've sent a coach.

You don't have to go in the coach.

You're free, Jimmy.

You don't have to go anywhere you don't
want to.

Come on.

Hello, Mum.

Hello, Sam.

Champagne?

Who have you got up there?

Cheeky. No, I'm trying my wedding dress
on.

Well? You look gorgeous, Mary.

I just don't want to look cheap. Nothing
would make you look cheap.

You look smashing.

It costs a fortune. Oh, you can afford
it. I'm sure Daddy wants you to have

whatever you want.

Yeah, and you?

I want you both to be happy.

Here we are.

You'd better take it off.

I didn't think they'd be back so soon.

They decided to celebrate.

Elsa, this is your Uncle Jimmy.

And this is Mary, soon to be my wife.

Hiya, Tommy's told us all about you.

Hello, Elsa.

Welcome home, Uncle Jimmy.

It's changed, Jimmy.

So have I.

I didn't want to live here that long.

Sir.

I'll see you back at month.

Don't walk on by, pretty woman.

Don't make me cry, pretty woman.

Don't walk away.

That's the way it must be,

okay.

I guess I'll go on.

Oh, pretty woman.

Well done, Stephen.

I'm going to shine up later.

I'm going to shine.

Shine as good as you can as a photo.

Just wear the dean.

and sauce.

I run out of vinegar.

Who ever heard of a chip shot without
vinegar?

We here.

How are you?

Hi Jimmy.

Jimmy.

When did you get out?

Day before yesterday, as you well know.

All right, Jeff.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

Home to mother.

How's school?

It's fine.

And are you coping all right?

No, the traffic.

So what are you going to do now you're
out?

I want to work for my brother.

He's getting married.

Aye. I read about it in the society
pages.

He's going to find me a job with his
company.

He's worked hard.

Used to follow his example 20 years ago.

You like your dad.

He always wear.

Aye.

The old fella.

Scared titties.

I don't want any charity.

There's no charity.

It's just that I hate chips without any
vinegar.

Who's that?

It's Jimmy Carton.

It's called returning to the scene of
the crime.

He shot the landlord.

Why? Because someone paid him to do it.
He was a professional hitman.

What a charming person to have around
us.

You knew all about him when we got
engaged.

Tell me, what did you do now?

Just went to practice for married life.

In the name of the Father and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit, the grace and

peace of God our Father and the Lord
Jesus Christ be with you.

Welcome to the celebration of the
marriage of Tommy and Mary.

Got a good catch there, Tommy.

Fair argument. It's the best catch he's
had in years.

Champagne. Elsa, you're looking radiant.

Dad, don't you think you should be
dancing with Mary?

Dancing with Mary?

He's going to be spending the rest of
his life with her.

It'll be Elsa's turn next, won't it,
Elsa?

Who's that boyfriend of yours? What's
his name?

Gary. Oh, wedding bells in that
direction, Tommy? Not if I can help it.

Tommy. A bed's a good occupation for a
boy. He's no a bed yet.

He never warned me.

Do you like her?

I don't know her.

You've been a kind of hero in our
family.

What do you mean?

I don't know anyone else who murdered
four people.

That's nothing to be proud of.

What was it like to be a hitman?

Killing people you never even knew?

Why don't you ask me a sensible
question?

Dance with me?

Which is Tommy's car.

Can't let the happy couple go away with
that surprise.

Uncle

Jimmy,

this is my boyfriend, Gary.

You'd better take him back. I'm not
wearing his real toe cap.

Who's let that idiot dance with you for?
He's not an idiot.

He's educated.

He's a vet.

What sort of educated man spends his
life with his hand up a cow's bum?

How much has he paid the band leader?

Fifty pence and free drink. All red
-eyes is back. Quiet now. One singer,

song.

Okay, boys.

Take it away.

Who's sorry now?

Who's sorry now?

Who's heart is aching?

For breaking each vow?

Who said no?

over you right to the end just

like a friend I try to warn you somehow

you

Who's sorry now?

Who's heart is aching for breaking each
vow?

Who's sad and blue?

Who's crying too?

Just like I cried over you.

police, please.

It'll just make things worse.

Poor Tommy.

Poor Tommy, his wedding as well.

How long are you going to be? I'll be
back tomorrow.

David Markham and I always stay over at
Tarbot.

a veteran widow. Come on.

We've had our honeymoon.

Honeymoon? You don't even take me to do
the salmon fall.

We'd better things to do.

So what am I supposed to do while you're
away?

Dress for one thing.

I can think of one thing to stay
undressed for. Come on. We've had enough

that. I haven't.

Got to go.

Well, I hope you catch nothing.

It wouldn't be the first time.

It's going to 11 .30.

How much longer?

Oh, not long now.

Yes, yes.

Hello. Dad, what are you doing here?

I'm going to give you a look.

First time in 20 years.

Will it?

That Mr. Carter's paper.

Put them for service tomorrow.

Right, okay.

Good afternoon, Cassie. Good afternoon,
Jack.

Did you say how long she was staying?

She just got here.

She's only just been on two weeks'
holiday.

I thought the hospital was short of
nurses.

Day's off.

Trouble is, I don't know how to tell
him.

That's nothing to be ashamed of.

You know how they worry, and how old
-fashioned Dad is.

I'd just choose my moment.

Look, don't say anything to him, please.

I'm not that brave.

Wow.

It's the high life for you now.

Hmm.

Money, big car, husband, house,

lover. Enjoy it.

I intend to.

Tell me.

What happens if he snuffs it?

I'll share with your son, Jimmy.

Tommy, go get this.

It's incredibly expensive.

You don't need to handle, Tommy.

Get in, you won't ever.

I have a dozen oysters, half a bottle of
gros plomb and highland spring.

Is everything okay, Miss Cutter?

It had better be.

Fish platter?

Aye.

My uncle's just come back from abroad.

You often fly over here with Tommy.

Only when I feel like getting away from
Gary.

I thought he was your boyfriend.

He gets heavy sometimes.

Besides, I have to get to know the
business.

Very sophisticated.

Thank you, Uncle Jimmy.

I don't believe it. Another bloody
pollock.

Must be a shoal underneath.

No underneath, Tommy.

He's the jammy one.

With a sea trout.

He's earned his prize.

What's Jimmy going to do with himself?

I'll leave him here for a week or two.

He can get his bearings, have a bit of
quiet.

Then I'll find him a job in the company.

That's it, Tommy.

Do anything for anybody.

You don't want him getting back with a
bad crowd again.

He also might have a good influence on
him.

I don't think that's on her agenda.

What the devil are you doing up there?

Willie!

Can I do anything?

She ate oysters.

I can assure you, Mr. Cato, I finished
the job myself.

And checked everything.

I don't understand what happened to
Willie. I mean, he's never been drunk on

job before.

It's a wonder he didn't kill himself.

Thanks.

How is she?

She just needs rest.

I'll look after her.

He'll come back and get you in a couple
of days.

Yes.

Bloody oysters.

Your uncle's here.

I've got something I want to tell you.

I've decided I'm not going back to
nursing.

Oh. Oh.

Well, what about your training?

What about the hospital?

Well, I think they'll manage just fine.

Where will you go?

Don't know.

You're going and you don't know what
you're going to do? I know I've had

I want to go travelling. Maybe do some
VSO.

What's that?

Voluntary service overseas.

So you won't get paid?

Not if it's voluntary.

Where?

India, Africa.

Oh, I thought I'd spend some time with
you first.

It's been such a long time since I've
seen you.

Well... Welcome home.

Sir, there's been a light aircraft crash
in the campsite. The pilot's been

killed.

Michael's already on his way out there.

The pilot was Jimmy Cato's brother.

Any further instructions?

He took off on a routine flight from
Tard, but he's done it hundreds of times

before.

According to the witness, he was flying
erratically before he crashed.

Wait, sir.

Don't tell me again.

Go.

Trunk. We'll know soon enough.

Anybody else on board?

Looks like just one body.

At the moment.

Who are you thanking us for?

Mescaline.

It's an hallucinogenic prescription.

Not unless you're an inpatient.

Any other drugs? No.

Alcohol? Not a drop.

I can't believe any pilot would take
drugs before flying. It's suicide.

Could that have been his intention?

He just got married, sir.

Sir, the aircraft investigation people
interviewed a mechanic about the plane.

Not now.

Sir, this is important.

He was on mescaline.

He jumped off a hangar roof.

He's lucky to be alive.

The doctor's with Mary.

Well, I hope he shuts the stupid cow up.
I don't want to listen to that old

pony.

Miss Cattle.

Can we talk to you now?

It's lucky you didn't fly down with him.

He took me over there to give me a
break.

He was going to find me a job with his
company.

What did you do there?

I had lunch with Elsa.

Told me I went fishing.

Who was?

Some fishing powers of his.

David Lane.

Malcolm Steen.

They were at the wedding.

Do you know anybody that would want to
kill him?

Kill?

Wasn't an accident, Jimmy.

I don't remember.

Did he take a drink out of that flask of
his on the way to Tarbot? The flask of

water in his cockpit?

I don't remember.

It's important you remember.

I think so.

I can.

You're not going to pin something on me.

Ah, Jimmy.

I know you wouldn't kill your brother.

He stood by you.

I had food poisoning.

From oysters.

Dad said I ought to stay there.

Have some rest.

He was going to come back for me.

Ask Uncle Jimmy.

He got over it quite quickly.

What are you implying?

Just that there was a lucky plate of
oysters?

Elsa, who was the last person off the
plane?

Probably me.

Oh, I don't know.

Look, he was my father.

I loved him.

That plane was on the tarmac overnight.

Anyone could have put the stuff in his
drinking water.

What's it called?

Mace glue.

You're a lot calmer than your stepmother
about this.

Perhaps that's what being sent away to
boarding school teaches you.

Mrs Cattle, can I talk to you now,
please?

I'll interview Mrs Cattle.

Jim Taggart and I have known each other
since they broke my windows.

He was in short pants at the time.

Do you know who did it?

No.

Why would someone?

Maybe it was meant to be me.

Someone from the past.

Did you tell the police that?

They'll figure it out.

Your father wouldn't have waited in
prison.

There used to be methods, ways of
dealing with things like that.

You seem very confident.

Jimmy Carter would never murder his
brother.

Your family.

You're telling me people don't murder
their families?

They were like two doubles in an optic.

You seem to know them intimately.

I do.

I went to school with them.

Some school?

Aye, school of hard knocks.

He could have gone my way.

I could have gone his.

Jimmy was a professional hitman, son.

Aye.

We were just rough kids at the time,
getting into trouble together.

Hawks fame.

What about Tommy Cattle? Ah, he was
always squeaky clean.

The worst mistake he made was getting in
with Ailford's mother.

By God, she was a wild card.

She must have been quite a cracker too.

She was a bank robber.

She was in a gang.

Drove a getaway car.

Got killed in a crash.

That's when George Wilkie's wife was
hit.

Yeah, but they'd find the other members
of the gang.

George Wilkie.

God, I'd make the likes of Tommy Catter
to fly. I'd have given him wings.

Have you ever been to Tarbot, George?

Why would I go to Tarbot?

Can you account for your movements in
the last two days?

Account for my movements?

I move from here to the hospital, from
the hospital to here, from here to the

hospital. Just like I've been doing for
the past ten years.

It's not ten years we're interested in.

Just two days.

Why would I want Tommy Caddo killed?

It's money I wanted out of him.

I can hardly get money out of him when
he's dead.

It wasn't Tommy Carter that ran your
wife over.

It was his girlfriend.

Ten years ago, it was harder to get
criminal compensation than it is now.

That's what I'm after.

Just a bit of money to make life more
bearable for a wee girl who's never even

heard a sign of her mother's voice.

George!

Two days.

He's just mad enough, sir.

He's right, though.

How do you get compensation out of your
dead man?

We might think he's got a better chance
of getting money out of the Cato family.

I wonder where the money for that
payroll robbery did go. We never knew.

We think it went out of your hotel
business.

Ruins my point, sir.

Lower. Yes.

Sorry.

Sir.

Oh, I'll stick one down here.

It's payroll robbery files going back to
81.

I thought they might be relevant.

I'll take us all week.

I'll take you all week.

You may be connected.

Thank you, Lorna.

This is our state of play, financially
speaking.

Looking pretty healthy.

On the division of your father's estate,
well...

I'm the finance director here, not a
lawyer.

And anyway, everything's frozen until
inquiries are complete.

But according to Tommy's latest will,
the company's split pretty much equally

between the two of you, with provisions
for your Uncle Jimmy and your

grandmother. Let's be sure we've got
something to split, shall we?

Um, I think I've laid out everything
quite plainly here.

It's all gobbledygook to me.

I can't make head nor tail of this. Can
you?

You into business, girl?

Yes, and we learned how to set out
accounts clearly.

I understand them.

A bit.

Mary was the accounts clerk here when
your father first met him.

I've never been an accounts clerk
anywhere. Lucky me.

Put it in plain English, and we'll have
another meeting.

A bit premature, isn't she?

Lie down, face down, get under the car.
The deal stands.

What deal?

Exactly as it was.

If he did it, you'll do it. Okay.

Who are you?

A messenger.

The deal stands or else.

Or else what?

Or else, you'll be leaving me.

Where are you going, Jimmy?

I thought I'd get a paper.

It's very early.

I can't sleep much.

There's tea made.

It's a croissant.

I know what it is.

Shh!

How did you sleep last night?

I just kept waking up, thinking your
father was here.

Put your arm out and there's just an
empty space.

Has anything odd happened to you?

Odd? Like what?

I don't know.

Out of the ordinary.

Have you been approached by a priest?

A priest?

What for?

A young one.

No.

I have.

He wasn't from this parish.

Did he comfort you?

No.

He held a bloody gun against my head.

He said I was to carry on the deal.

What deal?

Who should I know?

Salsa? Are you scared?

Of course I was scared.

If someone held a gun against your head,
you'd be scared.

You don't think?

No one's going to threaten me, are they?

I don't know.

Yes, we went there regularly.

Fishing, every three months.

Thanks, Ian.

Makes a break from the daily toil.

Aye. I wouldn't mind a break myself.

It's nice to see there's still some
engineering in the slide.

Well, it's not on the scale it was.
These are oil rig parts.

When did you get to Tarver?

Ten o 'clock at night.

We stayed at Tommy's Hotel.

He always gave Malcolm and me free
rooms.

Then we get an early start out on the
water by seven.

Oh, is that machine okay, Tamna?

Thank you.

Did you catch anything?

Some codling.

Tommy was the luckiest. He caught two
sea trout.

I think he's luck run out.

Any idea who was responsible?

Well, his plane was there overnight.
Anybody could go in.

Anybody that was there in target.

Are you accusing one of us, Mr Taggart?

I don't know.

Did Tommy have any worries, any
problems?

The only thing Tommy ever worried about
was Ailsa.

The rest, he took in his stride.

Oh, sorry, sir, you're busy.

Carry on.

Just my notes on Tommy Cato's trip to
Talbot, sir.

I interviewed Malcolm Steen, the other
fishing partner.

Cato, David Lang and Steen went there
regularly.

How often?

Every three months for the fishing.

Tally to what Lane told me.

Yeah, they would seem just to be
business associates, sir.

But what have oil rigs and plants hired
to do with the hotel business?

They all make money, sir.

Is that all, Michael?

Yes, sir.

Right, type up your notes, eh?

Do you know what they're up to?

No. They just told me to bring coffee.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, look, that was one each for them and
one for me. No, no, it's one each for

them and one for me.

You know, my brothers were like that.

The big one would hit the little one and
then he'd hit me.

Thank you.

Michael, get on to the plainclothes guy
and tell him about a couple of our boys

that seen Jerome's chapel tomorrow
afternoon.

Undercover.

Oh, no, no.

strapped like police written right
across their boilers.

Followed me down in the lift, then into
the car park.

He put a gun to my head and told me to
crawl under the car.

What did he say?

Something about the deal.

Carrying on the deal.

Something to do with the company.

I don't know.

What was he like?

He was in his late...

He'd have been kicking a ball and
chewing bubblegum when you went to

I have to go to the police.

They won't.

Why the undercover bit, sir?

When was the last time you brought a
video camera to your funeral?

I want a record of this lot.

I expect you're here on business.

It's important that we meet people.

This is Gary.

He's training to be a vet.

I'd better go and see to my stepmother.

I don't like funeral.

You know, Jimmy Cato, he also always
kept me apart from my family.

Thanks for coming, Bobby.

Aye. I heard you were out.

It's been a long time, eh?

Have you got a cigarette?

Oh, no, I gave them up, Jimmy.

Too expensive these days.

You're telling me.

Two per a packet.

Oh, not him again.

Grab him.

What are you doing here?

I want justice for my wife. I'm losing
patience with you, Mr. Wolke.

What in God's name is that?

Pig's blood for guilt.

What have you been doing?

Watching a funeral, sir.

After you've cleaned yourself up, clean
up my car, too.

Who was there?

Just about every glass of Christmas wine
with a six -figure salary.

Oh, okay.

George Rokey. What was he doing there?

Making a bloody use of his.

I suppose the modus operandi in the
Tommy Cato mud there is a bit esoteric,

Rokey.

Aye,

something like that, sir.

Do you know what made me laugh?

We didn't even nick him.

Ah, it's going soft.

Not only with George Wilkie, but with
Jimmy Cattle.

Why do you say that?

Played fever in the same pavement.

What? Oh, it's good.

I haven't done that either. I don't have
the time.

I'm just saying, Ailsa's going to be all
alone now. She'll need looking after.

You've been doing a good job of that.

Well, I'm her godfather after all.

She's a headstrong girl.

Hey!

Tell me about my brother's company.

What about it?

About a deal.

Deal?

For a priest.

I'm sorry, I've no idea what you're
talking about.

The guy who was squeaky clean has a hell
of a lot of villains at his funeral.

Recognise anyone from your golf club,
sir?

They're 15.

One of the fishing chums.

Aye.

Respectable businessman.

Plant hire.

Who's the bloke?

Oh, that's the grieving widow, sir.

She used to be an accounts clerk at
Carter's Hotels.

Done well for herself.

And that's McNally.

He's been with Tommy Carroll for five
years.

The Carter Group finance director.

Fancy name for an accountant.

Run that bit back.

I know that face.

That's Billy Boyce. Used to be known as
Billy the Armorer.

Billy Boyce.

I knew that face was familiar.

You mean you sometimes forget a face,
sir?

Friend of Jimmy Catter's. Used to supply
guns. Retired man.

Probably paying his respects.

Sir, you know that remark made by Ilsa's
boyfriend?

About how she liked to keep him apart
from her family.

I wonder why.

Poor boy, rich girl.

Maybe tell me Carter disapproved.

He didn't go to the house this
afternoon.

No, I told you.

I don't like funerals.

I only really went because of Ailford.

How did you go on with her, father?

Okay.

Well, when I say okay, I didn't really
meet him many times.

But when you did meet him, how did you
get on?

How does any guy get on with his
girlfriend's father?

They had money.

I don't.

Did they resent you for that?

Did you resent him?

Look, I like Ilka for Ilka.

I'm not interested in her money.

If I was, I wouldn't be struggling
through vet college.

Do you use mescaline in your work?

No.

Look, are you accusing me of killing her
father?

I'll take a lie detector test.

I think you've been watching too many
American movies.

Besides, we're good at detecting lies.

I had nothing against her father.

What about that convicted murderer in
the family?

What about it?

Look, I'm going to have to ask you to
stand back.

Why?

I'm going to give her an injection.

She might wash out a bit.

Thank God I'm alive.

£1 .60.

£1 .60.

Well, I shrugged £1 .60 last week.

Where are

you going?

I need to take Tommy's range rover.

We'll be sure to bring it back. That
Range Rover stays in my drive.

Tommy always felt it made the house
safer for me.

I just want to borrow it, that's all.

I need to see someone.

You've never driven for 20 years.

There's nothing you forget.

Did the priest...

Hi, Jimmy.

Hi.

Hello.

Got kale on the boil.

What happened to your leg?

Dissatisfied client.

I decided to get out while I could still
hobble.

I want a gun, Billy.

No.

I want a gun.

Where did you get that from?

Motherland.

That's nice.

Go to your gun shop.

I don't want a bloody target pistol.

No, they wouldn't give you one anyway.
You're just out the neck.

This is over the going rate.

How do you know?

It isn't a matter of money, is it?

I want a Smith & Wesson .38.

I haven't got any guns.

I'm retired, Jimmy.

Don't take them, Mickey Billy. You've
got guns.

I want one.

Grow up.

You're too old for this nonsense, and I
am too.

Look, I haven't got any guns, and if I
did have any, I wouldn't sell you one.

Why, the police would pick you up in
under half an hour.

What about your tea?

A gun?

Christ, you can't even nod your cup
steady these days.

I don't want to see a Bogart movie
tonight.

What's on the telly? Not on the big
screen, you can't.

That movie's older than I am.

Who wants to pay a tenner to see
something that's older than me? This is

print. It's restored.

You wouldn't think it could deteriorate
enough in 50 years to need restoring.

Oh, go on. Say you'll come.

I can't promise.

I've got a heavy workload.

Couldn't you try at least this once?

I said I'd try.

You've got a lot of leaflets and forms
today.

Starving babies in Africa?

Medical charities.

You could certainly do with the help.

You've changed your tune.

I was talking to Dr. Andrews.

She tells me it's not uncommon for
doctors and nurses to want to do this

thing.

She'll drop out of the career structure.

You can't always run a life, Jean.

I don't want to go, Dad.

It's you I'm doing it for.

What do you want?

Get out of my car! Not until I get what
I want. Let go of me!

I don't want to hurt you.

But you're his daughter. There's no one
else I can go to now.

Would you get out of my car? Please!

Hear me.

It was your father's girlfriend, ten
years ago, nearly killed my wife.

As good as killed her.

I tried to get money out your father,
but he never wanted to know.

You're his daughter. You've inherited
everything now. What are you talking

about? Kato's hotels.

Hotels make money. They can spare a few
thousand. I'm sure they can.

That woman destroyed my life. That woman
was my mother.

Why didn't you just ask my father for
money?

Ask? Yes.

Instead of persecuting him. I didn't.
You could have gone to him. He'd have

given you something.

Instead, you just put his back up over
all the years.

What do I do?

When the will is settled, Mr. Wilkie,
I'll give you something.

I was only 12 when it happened.

About the same age as your daughter.

She's 11.

I have to go, Mr. Wilkie.

anywhere this pain dad.

Oh, come on.

Thank you.

Well, didn't you think we'd have to
queue to get into the cinema?

Dad, how long have you been a detective?

People queue at the cinemas.

Think we'll get in?

Oh, I think so.

Have you, uh, seen any other restored
prints?

Um, oh, yes.

Fantasia, um, by the stratagem by
Bertolucci.

Bertolucci? You're no Bertolucci fan?

Did you feel that tango in Paris?

Twice.

By the way, this is my dad.

I'm Matt.

Matt Dillon.

And I'm Meryl Streep.

And I'm Fedor. When's this queue been
in?

Sorry.

Did you have to make so much noise?

Well, it was either that or put it up on
the screen.

Well?

Dean's dead.

Bullet in the back of the head, Hank,
you're in the face.

My dad's an embezzler, actually.

I need to catch up with him.

I've got to go.

Come on, we'll drive you home.

Well, um, I think I'll stay and see the
film anyway, thanks, Dad.

Who is he?

He worked for Steam.

Name's Alan Wilson.

Oh, by the way, I've got an alibi.

I was at a Humphrey Bogart movie.

Same pattern as Billy Boyce. Only the
bullet came out of the other eye.

If he was sitting at his desk and the
killer came up behind him... No, you're

going to see.

Why didn't Jimmy Carter like to look
into his victim's eyes?

Gil? You know, there used to be a belief
in Madagascar that... Here it is,

please.

Jeff Brown stopped them today in East
End of Glasgow.

What is this?

Gangland massacre?

Steen was a businessman.

So was Tommy Cato.

The only one with gangland connections
was Billy Boyce. Wrong.

Tommy Cato had gangland connections.

Remember his girlfriend?

Could that series of unsolved robberies
have anything to do with this?

The trail's cold, sir.

If that money did help to build up
Cato's hotels, we'd never find it now.

What about Jimmy Cato?

What about Jimmy Cato?

Scum always rises to the surface, Jim.

Do you have any help in the house, Mary?

I sent someone over from the hotel.

Keeping house isn't Mary's forte.

I get frightened when I'm alone in that
house.

You're not alone very often, are you,
Mary?

I'd be frightened too.

All alone.

You should get Mac to take you out to
dinner.

No.

Mary used to work as McNally's assistant
before my father found her.

Really?

I didn't know.

Yes.

They used to do everything together.

All the group accounts.

Everything.

Well, I was just a clerk.

Perhaps you might think about going back
to work, Mary.

She'll need to if the company goes
through path the way it's been doing.

Do you have to make such a racket?

We're looking for Jemmy.

He's not coming out to play with you.
It's not a joke, Agnes.

He's not at home.

He's gone to the box in Goventown Hall.

And none of you are coming in here and
waiting for him. That's all right. We'll

stay outside.

You boys stay here.

Okay, sir. We'll go to the box.

You believe it?

It's a free ticket.

You still don't believe that Jimmy
Carter could be up to his old tricks?

I don't believe in the tooth fairy,
either.

in Glasgow.

Malcolm Steen was a well -known
businessman who owned a plant -hired

Partick. And now the weather... Not
then, just now when I went... Malcolm

Steen is dead.

What? It was on the radio.

He was shot.

Early this evening.

Good Lord.

David Lane.

Hilda, it's your grandmother.

Yes? The police are after Jimmy.

Okay.

I'm afraid I've got to go now.

I'm sorry.

Hilda, what's going on?

I can't say.

Thanks for the dinner.

Passing feet policemen made the grim
discovery here at Steen's Plantire Depot

the east end of Glasgow.

Both the victims had met the same
gruesome end. They'd been shot through

head and their faces covered with blood
-stained handkerchiefs.

Formal identification was still to be
carried out, but the body found at the

office... Uncle Jimmy, did that body be
smashed?

The other murder victim was thought to
be an employee. Come on, Uncle.

What are you doing to me? Never mind
that.

There's my girl.

Better? Yes.

Perhaps you shouldn't drink.

Perhaps I shouldn't breathe.

And one day I won't.

Where is it?

Gary's flat.

Don't worry. He won't say anything.

You're safe here.

I'm safe?

The police think you shot Malcolm Steen.

Do they?

I'm frightened.

I don't want them to put you in prison
again.

Give me a drink of water.

First Tommy Cato, then Malcolm Steen.

Let's go and talk to the third one.

I was here, working in the office
between six and seven.

We heard about Malcolm's death during
dinner.

We had a dinner party last night.

Our last fishing trip.

Anything unusual happen?

Yes, Tommy Cato got killed flying back.

With men between the three of you.

Should it?

Oh, come on.

Three men in a boat, two have died.

Does that not make you a bit curious?

Or worried?

Naturally it does.

It was just a fishing trip.

It talks about business.

General grievances.

Nice way to share your problems.

Sea fishing helps concentrate the mind.

They used to say that about the
condemned self.

Anything else?

Yeah. Your dinner party.

Who is that?

Elsa and Mary Cato.

Rather an uncomfortable evening.

Do you have an aspirin?

In the bathroom cabinet.

Excuse me.

You might tell him where I am.

Dad's plans to build a hotel in the
Cayman Islands.

What stage did they reach?

Run up against too many local
difficulties.

Too many palms to grease.

Yes, I hear they have a lot of palms in
the Cayman Islands.

Why do we still have half a million
pounds in an offshore account there?

Because that's what Tommy wanted.

Come on, you know what your dad was like
once he got an idea in his head.

I know.

Why don't the three of us take a trip
out there once this is over?

You can bring Gary if you like. I
mean...

You can't object to him now.

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't... Seriously,
you would love

the Cayman Islands.

I'm quite sure I would.

Elsa's, um... getting into the business.

I bet she's learning fast.

Where's Elsa?

I don't know.

Listen, I have to go to college now.

Are you two going to get married?

We haven't discussed it.

Help yourself to anything.

Do you have whiskey?

No, but there's coffee and tea.

Good.

Around 438 bullets, sir, plus the one in
Steamped.

Must look like the old cake are all in
here. Same size of bullet that killed

Billy the Armorer.

There's something else, sir, inside.

Where did you find it?

Down beside the filing cabinet.

It's obviously one of those they sell in
the hotel shops.

It's empty.

It's a purchase order from Carter's
Hotel.

Kind of signed by McNally.

I want a detailed account of what
Malcolm Steen did between Tommy Carter's

murder and his own.

How detailed is that?

If he cut his toenails, I want to know
where they landed.

If you want Jimmy... You told us last
night he was at the boxing. That wasn't

true. Are you calling me a liar?

You wouldn't have done that when you
were knee -high.

Agnes, he's a wanted man.

Two people have been shot.

His method.

His method was 20 years ago.

Why do you have to pick on him?

He's done his time.

Where is he?

I don't know.

And for as long as you lot are after
him, do you think he's going to wander

here?

Agnes, are you proud of him?

I'm proud of both my sons.

I'm sorry about Tommy.

What did he do to deserve it?

He worked hard.

He built up a good business.

Look what he did for me. Look what Jimmy
did for you.

Jimmy was just like you at one time, a
wee rascal.

I remember the time I scalped both your
legs.

I'm trying to help them, Agnes.

You?

You're on the other side.

After you put on a police uniform, you
never once came round to see them.

Have you found Jimmy Cato?

No.

Why should a man who's served 20 years
and comes out of physical wreck

start killing again for no apparent
reason?

You tell me.

I'm not telling you.

I'm asking you.

He was your boyhood friend, not mine.

Should I let that colour my judgement?

How did you judge him when he was put
away?

He was a bad bastard.

Look at that.

Cinema cue.

Cinema cue.

Well, you can't always run her life.

I bought you some biscuits, some bread
and some cigarettes.

Gary's hopeless. He lives like a monk.

Did you bring whiskey?

Don't you think you've had enough?

I spent all day yesterday in this flat
without a thing.

And what will happen if you step
outside?

They'll pick you up straight away.

Why are you doing this for me?

Why do you think?

Are you looking for trouble?

Are you?

Was that the guy?

The one that threatened to kill me?

Yes.

He won't threaten you now, will he?

Where's Gary?

He went out early.

He doesn't like me being here.

Are you two going to get married?

I don't know.

He seems all right.

Educated.

You could do worse.

Hello, may I help you, please? Sir.

I think we're onto something.

According to Dean's Bank, he paid £85
,000 in cash on the 30th of October.

Nice little windfall, eh?

Bet you didn't live to enjoy it.

That's also two days after the Talbot
truck.

It's a whole bag in Steen's office.

That's right.

Are there any bank statements going back
further?

Oh, no.

He did only ask me for that. Well, never
mind what I asked you. Use your ink.

Bullets from Steen's yard match those
that killed Billy the Armorer. Have you

anything for me?

Well, I think Mac and Alan should be
brought to a count.

Pack it too, Lorna.

So where are you taking me for lunch?
The Cayman Islands?

Oh, come on.

Elsa's not my type.

Just got to keep her sweet, that's all.

Sweet? About what?

We don't want her looking into things
too deeply.

I'm going to be joint owner of this
business with Elsa. I want to know how

things are run.

Mary, you don't have any managerial
skills. Look, I am fed up with being

of as some brainless bimbo.

Come on.

I don't think of you like that.

Look.

You and me.

And they'll be running this business.

Elsa can't manage without me.

And me and you can take care of her.

And this is all settled.

We'll take a trip to the Caribbean.

Just you and me.

I'd be very big somehow.

Cool, no?

Excuse me.

It gets lonely being a widow.

You haven't been either very long, Mrs
Cattle.

Only six days.

I was only married for three days.

So how long's your affair with Mr
McNally been going on?

None of your business.

Before you married Tommy Cattle?

Did you marry him for his money? Is that
it?

It's a dreadful thing to suggest.

I married Tommy because I loved him.

You've come out of it very well.

Mac's been a tower of strength to me.

Throughout.

Gets lonely being an accounts clerk too,
I imagine.

Those bags are sold openly in all our
hotel shops.

But this one had a purchase order in it,
countersigned by you.

Have you any idea how many of these
things I countersign in a year? I

How would I know how this got in there?

And what would you know about the £85
,000 that was put into Malcolm Steen's

bank and cash?

The Malcolm Steen that's just been
murdered?

Yes.

Well, I don't know anything about it.
I'm the Cato Group finance director, not

Malcolm Steen's.

So you'd be happy for our auditors to
look at your books?

Well, yeah.

Of course.

How long?

Depends on what you want. Well, you find
it, I'll tell you.

Let's see.

Irregularities, a few days.

Serious irregularities, weeks.

Fraud takes a lot longer.

What I don't need is my counter with a
sense of humour.

You want to be a bloody waiter. It's a
wine bar, Dad, and I'll be running it

with Matt. It'll be very upmarket.

I don't care how upmarket it is.

Think of all the training you put into
being a nurse. Are you going to throw it

all away? Well, I can always go back to
it.

And what about this voluntary overseas
service, feeding starving babies in

Africa? I just go to Wendy. It doesn't
say much for your idealism. Yeah, well,

Dad didn't even want me to do that when
I first told him about it. I came round.

It took me time.

Oh, Alison.

I mean, running a wine bar with a guy
that you've only known two days.

Go on, say it. It's about the only thing
the two of you haven't said yet.

What will the neighbours think?

Jean Taggart.

It's for you.

Yeah, Tiger.

Jim, it's me.

You've got to help me.

Jimmy, where are you?

I can't tell you that.

Look at the company.

Someone that's without you.

Jimmy, Jimmy, don't hang up.

It wasn't just a name we shared.

That's that. That's enough.

It's about me, isn't it?

I'll call.

Please don't.

I'm not one of the trouble.

Malcolm Steen's bank statement's going
back to when his business started in

1984.

He's made large cash deposits every
quarter that have increased with the

30 ,000 in 1984.

Going up to 50 ,000 in 1988.

From plan of hire.

And the last four have been for 85 ,000.

Business must be good.

Good's harder than work for it.

But, Jim, the sums involved in those
payroll robberies were peanuts compared

with this.

Could Steen have been one of the gang,
sir?

He always said he was the white boy.

Sir, you were on the case. Did he come
into the frame?

Jim, he never even stepped into the
gallery.

Malcolm Steen, an armed robber.

He's no more a robber than I am.

And yet you can't explain these
payments.

He's obviously doing better in the
recession than I was.

That's not the impression you gave us
earlier.

Three men in a boat airing their
grievances. We never went into details

business. They were fishing trips.

A chance to escape business.

Look, Malcolm was in the Rotary Club
with me. He's raised money for

I've known him 15 years.

If he was ever involved in robberies,
I'd have known it.

Oh, well.

Thanks for giving us more of your time.

Just one thing.

I take it you are hunting Jimmy Carter
for these crimes?

What more would he have?

He's a violent psychopath.

Sorry. It's just, well, three men in a
boat.

Now there's one, as you were saying.

Do you share his belief?

About Steen?

He's trying to tell us a businessman
who'd give to charity can't be

And maybe Jimmy Carter just did a downer
in Angles.

I think it's time you and Ruth took a
wee fishing trip off the tar bit.

Find out the exact date of these fishing
expeditions.

All right, it's good to smell the sea
air.

You brought your bucket and spade.

Bye, lads.

Take Derry home.

Richard Henderson.

Me? Yes, Jarden. This is D .C. Reid from
Maryhill Police Station in Glasgow.

Drive round, did you?

Must have taken you a few hours.

They're too mean to let us lie.

Not cost effects.

What can I do for you?

We're investigating the murder of Tommy
Cattles. And a few others, by what I

hear. I'm glad I live in Tarbert.

And Mr Cato hired your boat quite
regularly, didn't he?

That's right.

Sometimes on his own.

Sometimes with two other fellas.

Can you tell us any of the dates on
which they hired it together?

I can do better than that.

Come aboard.

Keep a register of all my hirings.

This is the book for this year.

This was last year.

You'll find that Mr Cato's hirings have
the name Cato beside them.

I think that's a good system.

When he went out with the two other
fellas, there was a three in brackets.

That would mean that there was three of
them.

I was just about to cast off myself to
try a bit of fishing.

Care to come along?

It's tempting, but I think we need to
end up in this slab when we get back.

Good. Oh.

At last.

Do you want to say something really
interesting?

I think we've got time for that now.

Compare.

At least we're not going back without a
catch.

German news from the south side.

They think they've picked up Jimmy
Cutter.

That's no Jimmy Carter.

I'm Jimmy.

Everybody's Jimmy.

I'll bet you're Jimmy.

Better than a pair of Charlies.

Where have you been?

I get fed up standing alone.

Do you want to get arrested?

I'm going to all this trouble to help
you.

What are you going to do with me?

Pack me off to Brazil?

Anyway, I've got nothing to run from.

I never killed Steen or Billy or any of
them.

I wanted to live up to your image of me.

The hard man.

Someone who could stand up for you.

Every date on which there was a cash
payment into Steve's bank account was

immediately after one of those fishing
trips.

With Tommy Castle.

Don't get me.

Uncle David, I need to see you.

Urgently.

I can't see over the phone.

Ailsa, what's all this?

I know where Uncle Jimmy is. Where?

I've been hiding him at Gary's flat.

Ailsa, do you know how much trouble you
could get into? I never thought of that.

I just thought... It's what Dad would
have wanted.

What should I do?

I thought he'd killed these people. Then
he told me he hadn't.

I don't think he's killed anyone either.

Look, why don't you let me arrange a
solicitor for you both? Then we'll see

we can do. A solicitor won't help Uncle
Jimmy. The ones I know will.

Now, get back in your car. Go home and
leave the rest to me, okay?

Uncle David.

Thanks.

Can I have the number of Maryhill Police
Station, please?

Thank you.

Chief Inspector Taggart, please.

Chief Inspector, David Lane here.

Mr. Lane, we'd like to talk to you.

I have some important information.

I happen to know where Jimmy Cato is.

My goddaughter Ailsa's hiding him.

She's a rather impetuous girl.

Where is she?

Well, I'd say he died sometime between
an hour and an hour and a quarter ago.

It was 5 .34 exactly.

My head's still ringing.

Sir?

Look at this. Ah.

Other ear.

Carter Fattel travel bag.

Just like the one we found in Steen's
office.

It's empty.

Why was Tommy Cato paying them both cash
sums?

Well, if it was company's money, would
one man know about it?

No, no, no, no. Look.

15, 17 .50.

Mr McNally, a word, please.

In private.

Anything's better than having to deal
with those bloody auditors.

I wouldn't be too sure.

We found this.

In the boot of David Lane's car.

It was murdered about an hour ago.

What's that got to do with me?

Do we have to look at David Lane's bank
account?

The auditors could be here for six
months.

It's either that or you come clean with
it now.

I can have a solicitor present.

I'll tell you everything you need to
know.

Seems a reasonable exchange.

She's only a girl.

Well, she would make it easy if she
would tell us where she's hiding Jimmy.

Okay.

He's at my boyfriend's flat.

In the West End.

Sorry, sorry, can't come any closer.

I want to speak to Jim Taggart.

I think it's me he's after.

It's a shame, because apart from all
this, I had a great time in Glasgow.

You've been very helpful, Mr McNally.

It's been my trouble all along,
Superintendent.

Got Jimmy Cattle?

Ardy's niece.

Did you get McNally?

Yeah, he's in there.

He's just given us a statement you're
not going to believe.

Try me.

Well, Langenstein were involved in the
payroll robberies of the early 80s.

Together with Tommy Carter's girlfriend,
Sharon, the getaway driver.

Doesn't surprise me.

Working like a few good works to make a
villain look respectable.

McNally played down his part. He would,
of course.

But it was his job to launder the money,
to invest it for the gang.

Invest?

Well, in business and stuff.

Just starting out.

A little bit of self -help.

There's plenty of that, isn't there?

McNally did the dirty on them.

by investing the money in Tommy Carter
for tails.

We were going through a rough patch at
the time.

When Langenstein found out, he put the
squeeze on Tommy, who's been paying them

dividends ever since.

So, er, it was McNally's job to lose the
money in creative accountancy?

Better than the rate of interest I get
from my building society.

Why didn't Tommy Carter just refuse?

Three men in a boat.

One can always go with a side.

Which is what happened when Tommy's
plane crashed.

So who profits from killing them all?

He threatened to scar me.

For life.

If we didn't hide him.

He threatened to put a bullet through
Gary's head.

I was frightened.

He didn't hold either of you hostage?

He didn't have to.

Just his word was enough.

Miss Cattle, when you told David Lane
that you were hiding your uncle, where

were you?

At his factory.

So why did David Lane drive up to the
Campsie Glen to phone us with the

information?

I've no idea.

Will I be free to go soon?

Not yet.

Use this.

What?

Ouch.

You know that gun we found in Gary's
flat?

Did you plant it here?

No. Did you use it to shoot either David
Lane or Malcolm Steen?

No. Or Billy the Hammer?

Jim. Don't Jim me.

Did you threaten?

to shoot Ailsa's boyfriend if they
wouldn't shield you.

What? Or scar her for life.

Scar Ailsa?

Well, I was just told this.

I couldn't scam her.

You're on what, Jimmy?

It went like a charm. They believed
everything.

When are we going to pick them up?

Not yet.

All right, Jimmy.

You've got five minutes no longer.

That's all I need.

You.

I'm just going to let him walk in there.

I'm doing him a favour.

For old time's sake.

You'll have to go to the police.

Make a statement.

Just tell the same story as me.

Where's your Uncle Jimmy now?

In custody.

They've probably charged him by now.

They don't hang around with people like
him.

When do I get something?

When we're married.

I own half the business now. You'll own
half of it too.

No complications.

No... Secret deals.

Dad with a soft touch.

Even McNally said so.

They're still your stepmother.

Mary couldn't run a boarding house.

She'll leave everything to me.

McNally's no problem.

I'll just fire him.

You make everything sound so simple.

It is if you put your mind to it.

Where did that come from?

When I shot the armourer guy, I took
this one as well.

I've kind of got to like the touch of
it.

It makes me feel powerful.

It's not loaded, is it?

That'll be Mary. She's forgotten her key
again.

You framed me.

You and your host daughter. How did you
get out?

Jim Taggart let me go.

There's something I have to tell you
without... I'm being... Be very careful.

The police know you dropped the drinking
water in Tommy's plane.

You can't prove it. You murdered your
own father.

You can hardly preach.

And he shot the others.

All part of your grand scheme to take
over the business.

What can you get?

Well, let me tell you something.

Tommy wasn't your father.

I am.

Not you.

He didn't want you growing up knowing
that you were the daughter of a

He wanted you to have advantages.

I spent 20 years in jail thinking about
you. That's what kept me going.

Thinking about the woman you've become.

Shut up.

I'd rather have done 40 years than come
out to find her.

You've said enough. You're upsetting
her.

I wouldn't do you any good.

The police are outside.

You're lying.

Five minutes.

Let's move then.

You're going to get us out of here.

Are you going to let him kill me, Elsa?

Just move.

Elsa, go to your car.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Better do as he says.

Oh,

my God.

If anybody tries to stop her, I'll let
them have it.

No one of your better ideas, sir.

You can't get three people into a two
-seater sports car, son.

Any other ideas?

Your moment's over, Jimmy.

He knew Elsa was his daughter.

Let me tell you something about
daughters, Michael.

When they grow up,

They always break your heart.

you take your share of the good times
and bad