All language subtitles for Taggart s20e03 The Ties that Bind

Thank you.

Can we get some photos of where the car
came from?

Yeah, but it's a popular spot for car
thieves to dump stolen cars.

Nah, but most of them get out first.

Salvage guys pulled it out early this
morning. Went in nose first.

Busted through the gate.

Side window was smashed with this brick
and the ignition was hot -wired.

No sign of braking.

Good marks.

Joyrider. Lost control at the last
minute.

Maybe.

Take a look at this.

Talk to me.

Okay, well, this damage here was caused
by the gates.

That mud in the dent was the vehicle
hitting the bottom of the river.

But this... This over here is something
else entirely.

A piece of cloth?

He's hit somebody.

What's over there?

Homeless Hortle.

I'd like some of the guests.

Sir!

Take a look at this blood.

He could have been hit here and knocked
onto the fence.

Right, get all the suits back behind us.
We've done a complete fingertip.

So, what do you reckon?

Until we know who this car hit, I don't
even know what kind of crime we're meant

to be dealing with here.

Here's the fiscal.

Bang on cue. 20 minutes late.

Coo's tale as usual, John.

Just to give you lot time enough to cock
things up. Well, that shouldn't take

too long.

I've got a car in the drink, dead man
behind the wheel, and evidence of some

sort of hit and run.

Hit and run?

Yeah, looks like he smacked into
somebody here, then drove straight on

the gates.

Suicidal hit and run?

Excuse me, sir.

The driver, Charles Campbell.

Looks like he's a librarian.

And, eh, it's his own car.

He stole his own car.

With the keys in his pocket.

No wonder I get indigestion.

Where's the guys that found it?

Down there.

Good luck.

Who needs luck when you get good looks?

Hey, Matt.

We'll have to have that drink sometime.

Aye.

So we will.

So is it right that both of you were at
police college together?

Aye. He was smart enough to pass the
police intelligence exam.

So he became a lawyer.

Right, no bars off.

OK, we've got a right dog's dinner here.

Now, it seems to me we get three
options.

One, Charlie Campbell was chasing car
thieves and it all went wrong.

Two, he was committing suicide and he
accidentally hit somebody. Or three, he

accidentally committed suicide while
trying to bump somebody off.

So, how's the search going, Robbie?

Eh, no sign of a body or a trail of
blood to the adjacent buildings.

We've put out an appeal for witnesses.

No reports of any injuries at any local
A &E departments.

TPs? Give me a chance.

That was your chance, Robbie.

Tell us about the dead man, Jackie.

Charles Todd Campbell.

Librarian, 34, single, lives with his
mother.

No debt, no previous convictions.

Never harmed a soul in his life, as far
as we can work out.

Clean driving licence.

And that's it so far.

All right, priorities. I want to know
who was hit and why a squeaky clean

librarian feels the need to run somebody
over and then drive into the Clyde.

Jackie, you come with me.

26 years at this game, I still hate
breaking the bad news to the families.

I always tell him to be careful in that
car.

He pretends to me he drives slowly.

I know he drives too fast.

Is there anyone we can get to give you a
hand, Mrs Campbell?

A neighbour? He's never had an accident
before.

Never.

Does he have any enemies that you know
of?

Somebody he might have fallen out with?
He goes to his book club, you see.

The last Thursday of the month.

Regular as clockwork.

No drug problems or girlfriends?

He used to say I was his girlfriend.

Do you have an address for this boot
club?

They would be able to tell you at the
library.

Would you mind if we take a look inside
his room, Mrs Campbell?

Well, not much in the way of creature
comforts.

Do they actually live here?

Do you think she'll be all right on her
own? It affects folk in different ways.

There was one time I got hit with a chip
pan.

When can I visit him?

Visit?

I'm not... I would want to say goodbye,
you see.

He was my only son.

I would want to say goodbye.

Yeah.

I'm sure that'll be all right, Mr
Campbell.

They're called.

They are.

Came from a public phone in here. They
just said there's an injured boy inside.

Did you phone the cops?

I never phone nobody.

You saw nothing. You know nothing.
Right?

I'll get by as long as I have

you.

You all right there, oldie?

I, I, I, I, I, I love you very much.

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, I think you're
grand.

Where's the warden?

That's him in the photo.

Uh -huh.

And where is he now?

You're not going to get much change out
of Carmen Miranda there.

Will we get any out of you?

Full cooperation with police officers
comes as second nature to me.

Frankly, I'm not in the mood, my friend.

Good. Neither am I.

Got a call that you had an injured boy
here.

You been hit by a car?

Well, no, from me you didn't.

Hey, son.

Over here.

Did I not see you earlier looking over
at us?

No, me.

I must have been your twin then.

Were you down by the river last night?

Can you mind?

Tragic things, short -term memory loss
in the young.

Let's check the rooms.

Boss.

What's your name, son?

Liam Forrester.

You've been in the wars, eh?

I fell.

In front of a car?

I just fell.

I was driven by a guy called Charlie
Campbell.

Works in the library.

You heard of him?

No.

I think we'd better get you to a doctor.
I'm not going.

You can't make me.

Just you watch me, eh?

We'd like to take a blood sample from
you, Liam. You can't.

I know my rights.

I didn't invite you in here.

You done here yet?

Yes, for now.

Take your details to the spider.

We'll come back when you decide to tell
us what happened to you.

Dead?

Charlie?

How?

I mean, what happened?

There was an incident involving his car.

We're not sure as yet.

This is just dreadful.

You were his manager here?

Yes. He's been here since he left uni.

Did he mention any worries that he may
have had?

Anyone causing him problems?

What are you inferring?

I'm just trying to establish his moods
and his habits before his death.

I don't know anything about his personal
life.

He was a very private man.

About the boot club.

Where did it meet?

Different members' houses.

The last Thursday of the month.

So where was it last night?

My house, as a matter of fact.

Did Mr Campbell seem unduly upset?

I'm not quite with you. At the club, you
know, was there an argument?

Did he quarrel with anyone?

Charlie hasn't been to the boot club in
months.

I don't know what he was discussing last
night, but it wasn't the life of pie.

Depends what you call suspicious.

The man's underpants were on back to
front.

Maybe that's just the way he wore them.

Or maybe somebody else dressed them.

You tell me.

OK, so what else?

Subcutaneous antemortem contusions here
and here.

Antemortem, so he'd been tied up alive.

Looks like it. I'll do an infrared on
them tomorrow. It should be clearer by

then. And what about cause of death?

Inconclusive. Oh, wonderful.

I can't tell you one thing.

Whatever the cause of death, he didn't
drown.

If what?

Cessation of life took place before he
hit the water.

Are you saying what I think you're
saying?

The car was being driven by a dead man.

We're not just dealing with a stolen
car.

It does look like a potential murder
inquiry.

Well, one thing's for sure, dead bodies
can't drive.

Looks like they took the brick from
somewhere and wedged it in the

Must have gone straight down here like
shit off a shovel.

Come and look at this.

And mind your size tens.

We have a two -car scenario up here.

Two? Those tracks match the car and the
river.

But this one was here at the same time.

Excuse me.

At the very least, it's the possible
witness.

Right, I want cast of all the tracks.

Any chance of prints on that sunken car?
I've got two. A beautiful palm on the

door and a thumb in the rearview mirror.

I want them identified and fast.

Sir? Yeah?

Sue's got a name for the last person
Charlie Campbell phoned.

And? Hookie Barkley.

Hookie Barkley?

Mr. Burke.

You see the sign outside?

It's got the number on it.

Well, not exactly ex -directory. Your
number was the last one he called.

Why? Let's get one thing straight, Mr
Burke.

I don't drown customers.

It has a deleterious effect on business.

How do you know he drowned?

It was an educated guess, on account of
the river and the wetness.

Mind if I take a look at your booking
records?

We pride ourselves on a minimal
bureaucracy here. All right, let's cut

cabaret. Was he in here or not?

Joelle!

Come away through a minute and attend
the front shop, hen.

I'm on my break.

This is the police.

And here was me thinking it was the
Sally Armour.

Was this punter in the other night?

How good's my memory these days, Hooker?
Just tell them, right?

Charlie.

Cleaning his habit last Thursday of the
month.

Good tipper. No extra.

No extra?

No. Your man just come in for a sauna
and a massage and that was it.

It's more common than you would think,
Mr Burke.

He left with his bird.

He had a girlfriend?

She popped in and picked him up. They
went off together.

So have you got a description?

Tall lassie, ginger hair.

Wouldn't say she was a snappy dresser,
though.

More marks and sparks than Versace, if
you know what I mean.

How far does this have to go?

Just tell me the truth.

It's lying that gets publicity.

Do you always meet members of your staff
at Saunas?

Charlie and me had been going out for
three years.

Three years?

We split up two months ago.

Thursday night told me he wanted to
talk.

What about?

Who knows?

He had something on his mind.

But in the end, he didn't tell me what
it was.

We just had a coffee.

Well, if it was all so innocent, why
didn't you tell me this before?

Sleeping with another member of staff
isn't encouraged in the library service.

And that's it?

Yes.

I ran these for a match through criminal
record.

And...

And you're sure they're not these
prints?

Those are your car thieves. Believe me.

You don't mean the hospital yet?

It was shut.

Must have been a rough day.

We're asking you to accompany us to the
station to help us with our inquiries.

Aye, right, so you are. Sure you won't
mind volunteering blood and DNA samples?

We're going nowhere.

Right, you in there.

You this way, son.

Did the driver see you bringing in his
car?

Is that it?

Do you need to keep him quiet?

We want to help you, Liam.

We've got a problem.

What's that?

We have to work out whether you're a
murder charge or not.

Charge me, then.

Your pal's already blaming you.

Nice try.

I never murdered anyone.

Then how come your prints are all over
the inside of the car?

OK.

Charge him.

All we did was tan the motor.

The Mondeo? Aye.

Where do you see that?

Ventile Drive.

That new estate up by the loch.

There's a wee cul -de -sac.

That's all we did. Honest.

Okay, son.

You just tell us what happened.

Smashed a window.

James hot -wired it.

Then he drove it down to the river to
strip it.

We turned round.

The guy's lying in the back seat.

Never seen that motor in my life.

James said we should make it look like
he'd crashed his car into the river.

But the guy's body in the front seat.

I had to go up and open the gate.

But James started it up too quick and it
hit me.

So who was driving the other car?

There was no other car.

So you were there then?

No comment.

It was just us?

It was another car.

We've seen the tyre tracks.

Now, if you two were in the Mondeo, who
was driving this other car?

Who are you protecting, Leo?

It's a hell of a land to go to for an
old Mondeo.

Did somebody put you up to this?

You're going to let them go?

Until I get something more specific from
the pathologist, I've got no choice.

But they're protecting someone.

That means you find out who, don't we?

You'd better get yourselves up to that
estate they stole the car from.

Hello.

You haven't seen this car, have you?

Have you noticed this vehicle on the
other side?

Do you recognise this car?

No? OK, thanks very much.

Same brick, same glass.

This is the place, all right?

It is miles from Campbell's house. What
the hell is he doing here?

Natural causes.

And we're sure.

Well, it was definitely up here.

They would match up the brick.

And there's some broken glass.

Not no one saw anything.

Yeah, OK, sir.

What's up?

Campbell died of natural causes.

Sounds like the boys were telling the
truth.

After my attack, apparently.

But the point is, what, if anything, do
we have in this pair?

Car, Steph.

That's a bit below your league, I
thought.

But the body?

Well, if they're not next of kin, you
don't even have them for failing to bury

it.

Sorry, Mark.

I'm a bit pushed. No, no, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

See, there's something weird going on
here.

I mean, the underpants, the rope buns, I
mean, the body was in the back seat,

for God's sake.

Now, do you really think a wee pair of
neds like them would have bothered to

hide it? They'd have run like hell.

I'm a lawyer, Matt, not a psychologist.

There's another car up there.

They're hiding something.

That's his movie. We've got a damn hole
here about taking and driving away.

I've got a 30 quid fine on the course.

I'm sorry.

Listen, eh?

Aye.

Appreciate it.

Hi, Liam.

What's up?

Speak to Mr Burke.

He's not here at the moment.

What was that about?

It's about the other car.

Come in with me.

No, it was him.

It was Mr Burke I wanted to speak to.
He'll be here soon.

No, look, I'll come back later, right? I
can take your statement, Liam.

Night, Stuart.

Listen, you come to the pub later?

Still working.

Oh, come on, don't be a square.

I never told them.

Please don't hurt me.

Honest, I never said anything.

Look, I never... Please don't hurt me.

I never, ever... What the hell did you
let him go for? He just ran off. I

couldn't do anything about it.

Would you turn that bloody thing off,
please?

Thank you.

First thing in the morning, get on to
that hostel.

I already have.

He's not there. All I got was an earful
from that warden.

When you begin the begin Like

the day of tropical splendour

What a night to remember

When you begin the begin

When you begin to begin.

Son. Son.

Look at you.

Who did this to you?

See.

Do see what?

I'm with the boy.

Not looking too good, sir.

Go with him, sure.

Don't let him out of your sight.

Yes, sir.

We've done a preliminary search. So far,
nothing.

Any witnesses?

Well, somebody's phoned an ambulance.

Trying to trace the call.

What in the name of hell's going on
here, Robbie?

Maybe we should have another word with
our friend at the Palm Grove.

Tortured? How else would you describe
being tied up and beaten?

And what are you digging me up about it
for?

He was assaulted less than 100 yards
from here. Oh, now, wait a minute here.

There's something you need to understand
about us, Mr Burke. Give it a rest, you

will. No, this is important.

We're not hoodlums here.

Hookie and me run a good, clean
business.

Health and safety, trading standards,
the lot. Get off your high horse,

It's a bloody knocking shop.

There was a guy.

Go on.

It was just after you finished with that
wee Japanese bloke.

About half past ten. Remember, Joelle?

We heard a racket.

Oh, you mean the old alky guy from the
hostel?

He was shouting and bawling.

Aye, he went staggering out that lane.

Staggering? What, injured?

Oh, he was injured, all right.

Been hit by a bar.

Trace that call.

How is the boy?

He's not good.

And neither am I. Now, what did you
hear?

Did Liam say anything?

I asked him who was it done it to.

He said something.

I'm a hell of a druce, Mr Burke.

Well?

He said, no safe one.

What? He just said no safe one, or
something like that. I can't really

Where had you been when you found him?

Where? Where do you think?

At the pub.

Who with?

It was with Hodge.

Me and Hodge at the pub.

Sir.

Liam Forrester didn't make it.

He died a few minutes ago.

I left the pub before him, so what?

You want to try keeping up with him.

Then you walk right past the lane.

I didn't see anything.

Listen, why are you giving me all this
grief? Because that boy lived here.

The phone call came from here.

This was the last place he was seen
alive.

Clarty says you left the pub at eight.

You say nine.

Well, he's no much of a timekeeper.

So your alibi is an alcoholic who
doesn't know if it's Christmas or

Your witness is the same bloody
alcoholic.

You never think of that.

Why would anybody want to kill a 17
-year -old boy?

Torture him to death.

I look after these boys.

Ten years ago, I was in their shoes.

I wouldn't have my hair on their heads.

Unless they had something on you.

What are you on about now? You're on
parole, Eddie.

One slip, you're back inside.

What about your pal Grant? Where's he
gone?

James headed off this afternoon. I don't
know where.

Listen.

If you want to find out what's going on,
You should be asking, what the hell

were they doing in Rintoul Drive at all?

What do you know about that?

All I'm saying is it's well out of their
usual stumping ground.

It's a hell of a long way to go to steal
a Mondeo.

Nothing.

Excuse me, sir.

Yes.

Ellen, come and have a look.

You know, I am beginning to wonder.

I'm watching a video.

Oh,

I told the other policeman we saw
nothing.

Yes, but there were those two boys
hanging around when I went out with the

Could this lad have been one of them? He
didn't have his glasses on.

It may well have been one of them, but I
couldn't swear to it.

Yes, Joe.

OK, I'll be there right away.

Sorry, I've got to go. I'll arrange for
somebody to take her statement.

Thanks for your cooperation.

Not at all.

Any time.

Where have you been?

Family business.

What sort of business?

I was looking for my mother, as a matter
of fact.

Maybe we could help you find her, James.

Forget it.

Why were you two up at Rintoul Drive?

I've told you.

Looking for motors.

There's more to it than that.

There was someone with you at the river.

Who was it? Mickey Mouse?

What does no safe one mean?

Me? Liam's last words.

No safe one.

I don't know.

Is it a safe house? I don't know, right?

I don't know about you, but I'm feeling
hungry.

You've had your lunch, haven't you, sir?

There

you

are, son.

Much sauce if you like.

I didn't have too much of a time about
either when I was growing up.

You don't know a thing about me and my
life.

My mother died when I was wee.

My dad wasn't exactly what you'd call a
skilled parent.

My life went right off the rails when I
was at your age.

I'm trying to understand.

You're trying to get me to talk, but you
can piss off.

Who killed your pal?

You know what?

You're out of your depth, Mr Burke. No,
son, you're out of your depth.

You should have been there for Liam and
you know it.

There you are.

As much sauce as you like.

What are

these marks?

Liam Forrester's back and body were
covered with scars and half -healed

bleeding.

Someone had been subjecting him to
sustained violent abuse, and for quite

time.

Grant's mother, sir.

Yes. She left the family home and
disappeared.

All right, keep trying, Jackie, eh?

You all right?

I might have messed things up with her.
boy, Grant.

I jumped in feet first. Not clever.

Hold the briefing up, would you?

Hold it up.

You heard me.

Sir?

All we did was turn the water.

All we did... All we did... All we did
was turn the water.

A perfect DNA match.

So a smoker's present at both deaths.
That's right.

And the pathologist is adamant.

Liam Forrester drowned in his own blood.
He was tied up, beaten and strangled.

Plus, he had 133 old wounds.

We repeated the house to house with a
rental drive.

One unconfirmed ID placed the lad there
at the right time.

So what are we saying?

They saw something up there?

Maybe that was where Campbell had his
asthma attack.

How do we check that?

We asked the last person that saw him
alive.

Antonia Orr.

She lied through her teeth to me.

Maybe she still knows more than she's
admitting.

Let's get around there.

Start her up a bit. What do you say,
boss?

Yeah.

Yeah, you do that.

I'm sorry, but I can't help you.

Look at the photographs.

Just tell us if you recognise either of
these two boys.

Boys?

No. Look, what have these boys to do
with Charlie?

They tried to hide his body.

This one here was murdered.

We think it was because of something he
may have found out.

About Charlie?

Both Charlie and him showed signs of
being tied up.

Well, let's cut to the chase, dear.

We've got two dead men on our hands and
someone somewhere knows why one was

hidden and the other died.

And until we find out, you'd better get
a youth gun and get with it.

I'll speak, but not to him.

Suits me fine.

Be a romantic fiction.

I know what Charlie did in the last 30s
of the month.

I'm listening.

He was into BDSM.

Sorry you've lost me.

BDSM.

Fetish. More specifically, bondage.

Bondage?

I'm not particularly au fait.

It was... It was me that introduced him
to it.

I see.

I doubt it.

Look, bondage is... Well, for me it was
just a laugh.

But for Charlie?

It's like drug.

Most people could have a puff in the odd
joint, but one of them will go on to

heroin.

That was Charlie.

Bondage? Aye, they all went stringing
up.

Sir, I've got into Campbell's hard
drive. There's something on it about a

hedgehog. Thursday, hedgehog.

Hedgehog?

What do you know about bondage, Stuart?

Not a lot, but I know a website that
might.

guy here.

I recognise the face, but he's not a
regular.

And what about this boy? I'm very keen
to look at him.

Sorry, not a clue.

Could you tell us exactly what all this
BSDM stuff is?

BDSM?

Bondage and discipline.

Dominance and submission.

Sadism. And masochism.

BDSM. Yes.

And the sadism?

Giving extreme stimulation.

Just how extreme?

No one gets hurt. That's a fundamental
rule.

In case you do, you just shout out a key
phrase.

Uncle or whatever.

It means stop. I've had enough.

Look, what is all this about?

We're investigating a murder.

Oh, now, listen, I've got nothing to do
with any hardcore stuff.

All right, relax.

Did the name Hedgehog mean anything to
you?

No. Sorry.

Could it be some sort of club?

Maybe you should have a look at Poison.

Hmm?

It's the Glasgow BDSM free sheet.

Right, thank you. If you, um, hear
anything, please let me know.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Burke?

Yes?

Fancy swapping trenches?

This whole bonded scene thing is
unbelievable.

We've got a contact list a mile long.
We've got to pull out all the stops. I

want to find James Grant.

Sir? I don't care how, I want him in
here, I want him safe.

As for this hedgehog thing, I want this
list gone through.

What? I, um... What? What is it?

We found him.

James?

What, he's not... No.

Then what?

What is it?

You're wondering if there's any
decorative corridor.

They could wait.

It's ACC torn, sir.

Shut the door.

Take a seat, man.

The boy James Grant made his whereabouts
known to us.

With respect, sir, I'm surprised you
even know his name.

He attended Bridge Street Station this
morning.

What?

Why wasn't I told?

Can you give me your account of your
last meeting with the said James Grant?

My account?

Hang on a minute here. What is this?

An allegation's been made that you
behaved inappropriately.

What?

He's saying that you propositioned him,
offered him money, bought him a meal,

then asked for sex in return.

Do you have any comment to make?

I'm suspending you from duty, pending an
inquiry into the allegation.

The IROS will take over operational
control.

May I have your warrant card?

So, this investigation's an opportunity
for us both.

Is it, sir?

I'm out for chief constable next month.

Yeah, I'd heard whispers.

Cheers, Matt.

If I get it, I'll be looking for a
bright DCI to head up the serious crime

squad.

It's a man I trust.

If you're looking for a man to trust,
it's as if you speak to Matt Buck. Cut

pitted lips, son.

He should never have met that boy alone,
and you know it.

Just make sure you come out of this
smelling sweet.

I'm relying on you.

Listen. Listen!

I thought you'd fit in here moping.

So we just ignore him and get in the
elbow?

Ignoring nothing.

We all know these charges are garbage.
The best thing we can do for the boss

right now is sort out this investigation
ASAP.

That boy never came up with this on his
own.

Someone's at it.

Someone's trying to screw up this
investigation.

Exactly. That's my whole point, Stuart.

What do you mean?

I've just found out who brought James
Grant in to make the allegation.

Eddie Hodge.

Hodge is still at the centre of our
inquiry. He's got no alibi for the

murder, a dodgy record and ample
opportunity.

Everywhere we look, he's there.

So what's the motive, then?

I don't know what the motive is.

We're going to pull him in and squeeze
him till we find out.

You're trying to get me to talk, but you
can piss off.

You're out of your depth, Mr Burke.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, Mr Hodge.

You've got lovely eyes, sweetheart.

You pass a doublet. Will you cut it out?

Where is he?

He's here.

What have you been up to? I've phoned in
my lawyer. What do you think?

Right. Move.

Subcutaneous aneurysm contusions here
and here.

There are two carcinoma up here.

It was just ice.

He said, you'll save one.

I wouldn't have my hair on their heads.

You're out of your depth, Mr. Burke.

Someone has been subjected to sustained
violent abuse.

You're out of your depth, Mr.

Burke.

Sustained violent abuse.

So what's the big news?

I found the hedgehog club.

How come every stone we turn over,
you're lurking underneath?

You're just lucky, I guess.

Why did you put James Grant up to make
this complaint? I didn't.

I just took him to the police station.

For God's sake, you were the one that
wanted him.

He didn't come up with the story on his
own, though, did he? How the hell would

I know?

Look, why is Burke not here?

You don't find well why he's not here.

You wanted to take him off the case,
didn't you?

Was he getting too close?

Would you get this through your skull,
mate?

I'm telling you the truth.

You wouldn't know the truth if I jumped
up and bit you on the arse, Eddie. Three

years for fraud. Aye, and now I'm trying
to go straight.

But you bastards just won't let go, will
you?

I have got nothing to say to you.

So tell me, where is it?

Here.

Here?

See Mr. and Mrs. Average over there?

She might be a dungeon mistress.

Underneath his shirt, pure rubber.

You're kidding me.

That one.

Looks like a minister.

Lovely man.

Does no harm.

But swaps his dog collar for leather
chaps in a riding crop.

They just look like normal people.

They are normal.

Sorry.

Dress code is vanilla.

Vanilla? On top, boring and bland.

Underneath, well.

some answers here.

You cannot behave like this.

You mad bitch.

Will you calm down? You are not going to
get away with this. Do you hear me?

Well, well.

The hedgehog fanciers.

We're leaving.

You're staying. That's where you are.

You, sit.

Get lost.

Do you mind?

I mind very much being lied to from the
start. Sit down.

Charlie Campbell died at your house,
didn't he? Yes.

Why didn't Antonia throw a drink over
you?

She's upset.

What about?

She has nothing to do with it.

She's a civilian.

God, stop pulling. What happened to
Charlie Campbell that night? This is all

consensual. We're not breaking any laws.

Do you think I care if you dressed up as
a dug in rubber and go for walkies?

Tell me what happened to Campbell the
night he died.

Show us your ID card.

What? Your warrant card.

Where is it?

Never you mind about my card.

We're telling you nothing, Mr Burke.

You're not even part of this
investigation anymore.

Now let us go, or you're in even worse
trouble.

You'll regret this.

We've only got six hours and he walks.

Yeah, I know. Get around to his place
and take it apart.

Hello? That's not ready. What are we
going to find? How the hell could I

Do it.

Hello?

Sorry, sir.

I don't have much time, Jackie. You have
to move with us before they get a

chance to prepare.

Her name is Helen and Kenneth Marsden.

Rintoul Drive.

No, don't worry. You can't even miss it.
There's a bloody hedgehog in the front

garden.

We had been playing a game.

What sort of a game?

Think strip Monopoly with rope.

OK.

OK.

So? Tell him.

Tell.

Charlie was tied up.

Suddenly, he went red.

He stopped breathing.

It was an asthma attack. Whatever.

He was lying right here.

But his heart had stopped.

He was dead.

Then what?

We untied him, dressed him, then put him
in the car.

Why? Some of us were scared stiff and
panicked. We've got neighbours, for

sake. I'm a marketing executive.

You sell double glazing. The idea of
this all coming out, it was too much. We

were arguing so much, we didn't realise
the car had been stolen.

By the two boys, you just happened to be
passing.

We knew nothing about them.

The next thing we heard, the car ended
up in the Clyde.

There is something else, though. You've
said enough.

What is it, Mr Martin?

This was going to be Charlie's last
visit with us.

The tastes were becoming somewhat
adventurous.

How do you mean?

Violence.

He was into real pain.

Not our thing at all.

We wanted him voted out.

Neither of you two smoke.

I've been trying to give up.

We're going to take some DNA samples and
impound your car.

And I want a list of all the names and
addresses of your guests that night.

A murder inquiry.

Let me make this clear.

Those boys didn't act alone.

There's someone else behind all this
that put them up to it.

And murdered Liam Forrester.

But who?

Why?

That's exactly what we're going to find
out.

So, now we know for sure it was natural
causes.

And we know where he died.

Yes, sir. Good.

That at least wraps up the body in the
river case.

We'll pass the file down to fatal
accident inquiry, then. George?

Not sure it's as simple as that, sir.

What do you mean?

Well, the dead boy's prints were found
all over the sunken car, and he was

killed just after trying to tell Mr Buck
something about the case, so we think

the two deaths are linked.

As far as I can see, you've already got
the guilty man in custody.

No, I'd get nothing out of Hodge. Then
try harder.

But forget Campbell.

Understood.

Whatever you say, sir.

But I don't understand.

Richard Campbell, your son was leading a
double life.

I'm afraid that we believe you've all
done some kind of clandestine activity.

One of the boys who stole her car has
been murdered.

Now, it won't be long. Please, will you
take a seat? My son is dead.

Can I not be left alone?

Sir,

up here.

What are you doing?

Tell me what you're doing up there!

Don't touch his things!

Charles, the life is being stopped!

Leave them!

Don't touch anything!

What are they doing up there?

Answer me, please! What are you doing?

There's nothing much to do with cruel
and free consent.

These boys were getting real pain
inflicted upon them.

It's not sexual.

It's just pure, wanton cruelty.

This guy in the hood.

You're too tall to be Charlie Campbell.

I appreciate you coming to meet me.

I must be off my bloody head.

Things are grim, Matt.

James Grant has gone AWOL.

You've no idea where he is?

Me?

No clue.

What the hell have you done to rile that
bastard Torrance?

Torrance was a pen pusher.

He's an assistant chief constable on the
make, which makes him a good friend and

a bad enemy.

Either way will suit me.

You never did know how to play the
politics, did you, mate? Look, there's a

young boy dead here. What are you
forgetting now? I've forgotten nothing.

But you'd better wake up and smell the
coffee, my friend.

I don't know who and I don't know why,
but someone in the executive corridor

it in for you.

And for that poor bastard at the hostel.

Eddie Hodge.

You never got this from me.

It's a police check, Dorothy, on Eddie
Hodge.

Torrance is typing.

Turns out that Hodge lost his last job
because of allegations of child

molesting.

How did Torrance get it?

See if he can charge a discipline for
that. It was personal. How the hell

I know?

Be careful.

Do you want the spy?

I don't want to see it again.

Ever.

And I didn't give it you, OK?

Thanks, John.

Watch your back.

Hey. You hear me?

I hear you.

Robbie. Jackie.

Take a look at that.

What is it?

One of these tapes that have been used
before.

It's Joelle from the corner.

There's something I'd like you to take a
look at.

It's a police check on Eddie Hodge.

I'll get it looked over. Stuart?

I'd advise you to act on it now.

Could I have a word?

You put me in charge, sir.

I know that.

I've told you, my officer will
investigate it. And until he does, I've

thought to visit.

So if you'll excuse me.

Jackie.

So, how did you end up in a torture
video?

I don't believe this.

Charlie liked to have me video him
getting massaged.

I made up a tape for him. That was that
honest.

Honest? Honest?

You told me no extras for that client.

Aye, no extras for you, mate. It was
just my wee bit of pocket money. This is

meant to be a partnership.

What if the VAT found out?

VAT? When the hell did you ever declare
extras on the VAT?

All right, all right.

Give me peace.

Enough.

Joelle, what about the heavy stuff?

What heavy stuff.

That was it, Mr Ross, honestly.

Have you found that other boy yet?

No, we haven't.

What's that about?

Do you believe her?

I'm sorry to say I do.

Gemma, this came in a taxi.

Oh.

Thanks.

What in the name of hell did you let
Eddie Hodge go for? Because we ran out

time, sir. Oh, don't give me that!

Could have dug up a parking fine or
something.

And how would that have stood on court?
With respect, I think it's maybe a bit

too long since you were at the Coal
Faith.

You just made the biggest mistake of
your career, son.

I'll take my chances.

Sir?

Excuse me.

What's up?

The file on Hodge doesn't stack up.

How do you mean?

The date don't tie up.

Gives the term intelligence a bad name.

Check it again.

But I've already been to... I know, Stu.

Just make sure.

It's important.

What the hell are you doing here?

Trying to help you.

Oh, so you are.

I'm out of here. Listen. I have done
nothing. I know you haven't.

What?

There's a file here.

Says you were fiddling with wee boys in
June 2002.

I was locked up in the barrel.

Winning that football match.

Let me see it.

Somebody's framing you, Eddie.

I think it's the same person that set me
up.

Well, it's too late now.

I'm out of here.

Where's James?

I need to talk to him.

I can't help you.

You know something, Eddie, don't you?

Help me, man.

What were those boys mixed up in?

Please.

Look, I've got no details, but...

That is something else getting the wits
out of James.

Something that got Liam Forrester
killed.

So where is he now?

He's looking for his mum.

He's what?

James is looking for his mum.

Where?

Where do you think?

You found her yet?

Come on, James.

You've got to stop running.

Just leave me alone.

I know we didn't get off on the right
foot, son, and I'm not going to bullshit

you.

I need your help, and I think you need
mine.

Somebody put you up to those charges
against me, didn't they?

Look, how do you want this to end?

You want to wind up like Liam, dead
before your time, because that's where

you're headed right now?

I don't listen to a word I'm saying.

Listen to me. Listen!

What's this all about?

For God's sake, tell me!

No safe word.

What?

No safe word.

It was what Liam was trying to tell you.

No safe word.

No word to stop the pain so you keep on
getting tortured.

He said he would help me find my mum.

That was how it all started.

I think I know who's been doing this to
you.

He's more powerful than you, Mr Burke.
He's a coward, hiding behind his

position.

Just take me to where it happens.

Please, son.

Working a bit late?

I was.

Yeah, I was just working through some
results.

It was about the Forrester case. I'd
appreciate seeing them as soon as

ready. Of course, sir.

Good night.

Which one is it?

Top floor.

Burke knows who killed Liam Forrester,
and he's gone after him.

Who is it?

Are we going to have that drink now?

I'd sooner drink Bucky with those boys
down at the hostel.

I still know that your social habits
haven't changed since our college days,

man.

How could you do that to those kids?

We're different animals, Matt.

Professional curiosity.

How did you get to me?

The Marsners knew I was suspended.

Torrance never told them.

My team never told them, so that left
you.

Purely circumstantial.

I've got two cigarette ends that place
you down at the river and in that lane.

Watch your back.

You never would have made a cop, John.

No, James.

James, no!

You're better than that, son.

You okay, boss?

Are you in charge of this investigation?

Yeah.

And arrest that for the murder of Liam
Forrest.