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Quickly. He shot us.

He shot us.

Caller, how many people have been shot?

There's two.

Me and Will.

He's bleeding everywhere.

What's your location?

Come quickly.

Where are you calling from?

The set worker's social club. It's on Clyde Street.

Come quickly.

Over here.

Let them go. I need you to let them go.

No, Pop.

Help him!

You need to stay still. Don't move that arm.

Oh, my God.

Cleo!

Cleo!

Cleo! Cleo!

Cleo! Cleo!

Cleo! Cleo! Cleo! Cleo!

Cleo!

Cleo!

Cleo! You all right, Paul?

Look at that.

Mr. Beasley, can you tell us what happened?

I can't.

I was shot.

Will Ramsey was assassinated.

Aye. So now you all know the lengths that Seward Systems will go to to end

strike. Have you any proof of that allegation? Proof? Mr. Beasley.

DCI Burke, what do you think of Mr. Beasley's allegation? I'm afraid I

hear the missile and I've only just got here.

Mr. Beasley, you need to come with us now. Aye, but I'm done here. You are

here.

He never stood a chance.

Two shots, both to the chest.

Probably dead when he hit the floor.

He just shouted assassination to the press.

He could be right. No gun, no shell casings. Close grouping. Looks

Maybe they'll claim I was an industrial engineer.

You'd be out there trying to find who killed Will Ramsey instead of looking

under my fingernails. The sooner we have any evidence, the better.

Are you up to talking to us? Do you need to do this now, Agent?

Go on, if this helps find who did this to Will, eh?

So, what can you tell us about the person who attacked you?

Black clothes, black mask, big gun.

Could you recognise him again?

I doubt it.

He never spoke?

No. Will and I were leaving the hall and he was just standing there.

He pointed the gun and fired.

Will went down.

I went for him.

He fired once.

Then he turned and ran.

And you went after him?

It's stupid, I know. I just didn't think.

Have there been any threats made against neither of you?

Or the unions?

No, for me.

No disgruntled ship worker?

The strike must be costing them. Well, then they can vote to go back to work.

See what systems.

They're a major defence contractor, Mr Burke. You don't think they know all the

right people for something like this?

That could be a mistake to jump to conclusions.

Have you any reasons why they'd suddenly turn to violence? No.

That's your job, isn't it?

Which won't be helped by your little performance at the crime scene.

I was nearly killed.

I saw an opportunity to get the truth out there and I took it. So what?

Am I the suspect here?

We'll leave you alone then.

That could be your time.

I knew your father, you know.

He was shop steward of the yard when I started.

Good man.

I recognise you from the funeral.

Must have been proud of you, eh?

I hate when they do that.

Smell of gunpowder in the morning.

Napalm. It's napalm in the morning.

I love that film, see?

And in between watching movies, did you manage to find time to do any actual

work? Yes, though rushing things is not conducive to good results.

Now that it's hanging about, waiting for a report on a major inquiry.

Enterpene with your love life, is it?

Ramsey died of two close -group bullets to the heart. No powder burns or gunshot

residue, so not point -blank range.

I can tell you what it isn't.

And that's lots of the more common handguns we see. See, the riflings don't

conform. So, we've got a pistol.

Possibly rare or exotic. I just need to keep testing until we get a match. Now,

what about beating?

Blood on his clothes and hands were from Ramsey and himself.

There were some traces of gunshot residue around the wound, but not much.

he have fired the gun?

The traces weren't strong enough to suggest he was ever that close to the

weapon. His hands were clean. But could he have fired it, yes or no?

Given the evidence, I would say that that is highly unlikely.

So, no, then?

I've told you my findings.

That fence must be really hurting your arse, Duncan.

And you can't think of anybody who might have had a grudge against Will.

No.

Will was spending all his time on the strike.

If he wasn't down at the union office, he was here hunched over his laptop.

Did that bother you?

He was trying to make a difference.

I was proud of him.

How did Will and Pam Beatty get on? He didn't exactly pop round for dinner.

They were very different.

But I know Will admired them.

They both wanted the same thing.

He asked about threats.

I know Will hadn't had any.

But he rang yesterday about something big.

Yeah. Said it would change everything.

I wouldn't believe it.

What was it?

He wanted to tell me face to face.

Said we'd talk about it that night.

So Will could have had something to threaten the victims in the giving in.

Is Phil's laptop here?

I had it with him. He usually did.

We'll do everything we can, Mr. Crevan.

Except bring him back.

What's that?

New motor.

See the press is still sniffing about.

Yeah, well, Cambyty chasing the gunman's a great story.

Did you get promoted in Nottel?

No. The right horse came in.

And then another, and then another, and I've invested it.

Fuel injection, surround sound. A convertible?

In Glasgow?

Sorry for the delay, folks.

So, Robbie, let's go through it. Strike.

Seawood Systems want to employ cheaper foreign labour in the yard instead of

rehiring the local men.

Union doesn't like it, and they've been on strike for nine weeks. Aye, and fair

play to them. Just leave it at home, Trotsky, all right?

So a mystery gunman turns up after the meeting last night, kills Ramsey and

wounds Beatty. Everything points to professional hit. Except that Beatty's

alive. Well, Beatty said he went for him. The killer must have panicked and

Seaward Systems.

A massive defence contracted with 30 ,000 employees, sites in seven

Ramsey's phone records show a lot of calls to and from Seaward Systems

switchboard. Loads of paperwork, nothing unusual. But his laptop wasn't at his

flat. We need that.

Whatever he had in Seaward Systems is more than likely to be on it. Do we

think a huge corporation would hire a hitman to solve a Labour dispute?

The strike is going to cost them millions.

Let's find out what they've got to say.

Robbie, go and talk to Patrick Carr. He was the first on the scene.

And get me a list of all the union members, specifically those that were at

meeting last night.

Do you want to tell me about last night?

We held the meeting.

Voted to continue the action.

We had a wee conflab afterwards, and then I headed home.

Tony was still at it when I left.

Anything that's a warrant, Ham?

Nope.

A couple of people said the meeting was recorded.

Aye.

You be wanting the tape?

Yes, I will.

I'll make sure you get it today.

You know Will Ramsey was gay?

That's why he's dead, Mr Ross.

And they call me a dinosaur.

Nobody shot Will Ramsey because of that.

He's dead because he was sticking to the big business.

This was all our fights, Mr Ross.

The rest of you just don't know it yet.

You want us to wait?

No, no, no.

Thanks.

Thanks, lads.

BTC has discharged himself from hospital without bothering to inform us.

Let's go and tell him why that's a bad idea.

Are you all right?

I'm all right.

Now do you believe me?

Someone is trying to shut us up, Mr Burke.

You're sharing with them.

Same clothes, black mask. What do you think?

And you never saw him? I've said.

First I knew it was when I heard Cam scream.

I shouted at him and then I ran down the stairs.

And the attacker was gone? Yes.

Could you just stop for a minute, Mrs Petey?

What do you want from me?

See what systems killed Will Ramsey and they tried to kill my husband.

I didn't see anything.

Oh, I wish to God I had.

Then you might catch them and I wouldn't be scared stiff wondering when they

might come back.

Look... We can put an officer outside.

Cam's got police protection.

You're safe. Oh, really?

Well, I'm not taking any chances.

Mum! Mum!

Kirsty, what are you doing here? I heard what happened.

Hello, Kirsty.

I'm Jackie.

She wasn't here.

Kirsty, why don't you go down to dear's bed?

So where was she?

Just out.

At a friend's place.

Oh, what's your friend's name?

Why?

Curran. Jamie Curran.

Kirsty.

Put that in the car, OK?

Where are you going?

My mother's.

Are we done?

What do you reckon?

How many briefs is he going to walk in here with?

Four? Six?

Probably need a few lawyers when you make weapons for a living.

A DPI book, I'd like it.

And... Oh, yes, please.

Pleasure. Lawrence Brown.

Please.

Well, now we're all acquainted.

The strike.

It's costing you money.

It will.

It would be in your interest to see it stopped.

It would be in everyone's interest, believe me. What they're doing is

And you thought you'd put a stop to it.

Or is it just coincidence that two of the leaders of that union have been

attacked?

Did I just say something funny there?

TCI, Bert, do you really believe we're in the business of hiring assassins?

Give me a good reason to think you're not.

We're fairly sure the strike is actually illegal under the terms of their

contracts, but sacking them all would be bad publicity.

The pen is mightier than the sword.

Tell that to William Ramsey. I did, and he agreed with me.

We'd been negotiating with Mr Ramsey and had come up with a deal he felt could

work. He was a realist, unlike BT.

He was going to take it to the membership.

And you have the paperwork to that effect?

Of course.

And so will the union.

Now, do you see, Burke, let me ask you a question.

Why would Seaward Systems have killed the only sane man in the room?

If this is the lecture incorporating, I've learned my lesson. Believe me.

You're lucky it didn't cost you your life.

She's beautiful, isn't she? We should be working on her right now. All right,

lads. If we give in now, that ship will be finished by foreigners who live like

rats and work for half our wages.

Except you had an offer that would stop all that happening.

What?

Oh, we spoke to Seabird's system.

They told us about an offer they made to Will Ramsey.

No idea what you're talking about.

I've seen the paperwork.

Would you like to?

Has it got my name on it?

Any kind of response from us?

No? Thought not.

Seaward systems are lying.

This is how they operate.

And now look who they've got doing their dirty work, eh?

It's the car.

Jesus!

What are you doing to me?

You think I'm no nervous enough?

A word in private.

Thanks,

fellas.

I want you to tell me about the offer you received from Seaward Systems.

These are copies of the fax and emails that were sent to you.

Never seen these things before in my life.

while the emails are marked as being opened at the end.

Well, a big firm like Seaward Systems could easily have them faked.

I wasn't aware we were talking to them about a deal.

Will Ramsey was.

What are you making of that?

Not a lot.

We're a brotherhood, Mr Ross.

Comrades. That's what a union's about.

If there'd been an offer, we'd have opened up to the membership.

If Will Ramsey was working behind people's backs...

Do you think that would be enough to get him shot?

Who knows?

People get killed for the change in their pockets these days.

We know Ramsey wasn't blackmailing Fever Systems.

He was doing a deal with them. We'll check the paperwork and the lawyers who

drafted it, and everything seems legit.

I don't think they're lying.

So Will Ramsey was working on his own to try and secure a deal.

I checked with Lawrence Brown.

It was definitely only Ramsey at the meeting.

And BT and Carr deny all knowledge.

Ah, right on cue.

You got something for us?

The suspense is killing us, son.

Your three bullets were fired from a Balesta Molina.

So not a gun, then?

It's a .45 caliber pistol used by the Argentinian military since the Second

World War.

Hardly high spec, even then. A few were smuggled back in 1982.

Right.

Let's find out if there's any ex -servicemen among the membership.

Particularly anybody that saw action on the Falklands.

Let's see where systems aren't lying, somewhere that union is.

Let's get a warrant to test their primitives. They want their computer and

paperwork. And talk to some of the ranking file.

See if there's any kind of clique within the union.

Right.

Quite a heavy place.

And, uh, give me one of those single mugs.

Investigating the attacks on Ramsey and Beattie.

I'd like to have a chat with some of the strikers.

Take your pick.

I'll talk to you.

Not playing for money, are you, lads?

Just a joke, eh?

Yeah. Mind if I join in for a few hands?

Help yourself.

Matt. Ma.

How's it going?

The press are very interested in your progress.

You have a talent for understatement.

They love a whiff of conspiracy.

We're being painted in league with big business, dragging our feet.

I don't know that.

All that local hero stuff isn't helping either.

Don't cases like this make you wish for something a little easier?

Have some time for yourself.

Nice segue.

They teach that at Top Brass Academy.

I haven't decided yet.

I can't hold the crime review unit job forever, Matt.

I understand.

I'm sure you'll make the right choice.

Keep me in touch with your progress in this case.

Boss,

I'm around here.

So, everybody loves the camp.

Camp's done right by us.

Like you said, if we don't make the stand now, it'll just get worse.

What about Ramsey?

He killed her, didn't he?

He was a shortlifter, but he was still one of us.

So, was anyone in the union against the strike?

Plenty was.

Every Friday?

No, I mean, were there any specific grudges?

Oh, aye.

You should be talking to the wives, Mr Ross.

You cannae buy new curtains if there's no overtime coming in.

Are you in the army?

Eh?

Caledonians?

They treat you almost as bad as seaward bloody sisters.

Is there a car out there?

Aye, aye, aye.

No planning to leave it out there all night, are you? There'll be a skip by

morning.

I never said I wanted a go.

Ah, then I have to, Jackie.

I might have been busy tonight.

Doing what?

Technically, it's work.

Put in for the overtime.

And I paid your tax. I should bloody well think so.

And you had to get pissed.

Aye, I did.

Only way to get them to open up.

But will you remember what they said in the morning?

Great. Thanks.

I've got the warrant for the union offices.

Cam Beattie served in the Falklands.

Caledonian rifles.

So did Patrick Carr. They fought together.

We've got 17 other ex -servicemen in that union. There's only three of them

Falklands veterans.

Patrick Carr was the first there after Ramsey was shot.

Put easy the meeting.

Ramsey's on his laptop.

But we never found it after the murder.

So somebody must have taken it. Aye, somebody wanted to hide, see what

offer. You drive.

I've not got any bloody eye.

Yeah, it's the Clydeside shipwreckers.

Catch him!

Recalculating. Recalculating.

200 yards.

Turn right.

Turn right.

Turn right.

Recalculating. Turn left.

You have arrived at your destiny.

Ah, get off me!

Okay, Carl, I'm detaining you for murder.

I've only had it a week.

Well, you shouldn't have brought it into your work, should you? You do not have

to say anything.

Anything you do say may be noted and given in evidence.

What the hell?

You knew Will Ramsay?

He's Jamie's uncle.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's OK.

He was more of a father to him than his useless brother.

I've just got something to do with what happened to Will.

We think the same man is responsible for both attacks, on Will and Kambiti.

We're trying to establish a timeline for the attacks.

What time did Lorna bring Kirsty round?

About 8 .30.

Was it a social call?

Homework.

Can I go now?

What age are you, Jamie?

15. So you're not in the same year?

I was helping Kirsty, that's all.

Is Kirsty your girlfriend?

They're just kids.

Yeah.

And how do you go on with her dad?

I don't. Jamie. I'm not lying about it, Mum.

Cam didn't want me seeing Kirsty.

Banned me from seeing her.

Why?

Ask him.

He's a bastard.

Assuming he didn't finish the job. Jamie.

Who?

Whoever got me that thing.

So if you were banned from seeing Kirsty...

How come Lorna brought her round that night?

Did Cam know?

You'll have to ask Lorna.

Kirsty was welcome here whenever she wanted.

Can I go now? And you were here all night?

No one left?

No.

No?

So what are you going to give me?

Name, rank and serial number like some good old soldier?

Is that why you got the gun?

I've no idea what you're talking about.

All right, let's talk about something you do know about.

Why did you talk to the club?

My guess is to hide evidence of the Seaward Systems offer.

Because if you knew about that, then you'd lie to us.

No, I knew that you, Neil, and the facts were real enough.

So why wasn't the offer put to the membership?

Because they were getting nervous.

They'd have taken it like a shot.

Why don't you give in?

Why don't you come to see what systems get their foot in the door?

It's over.

So it was never mentioned at the meeting?

No. So what did Ramsey make of that?

He disagreed.

He wanted to reveal the offer.

Giving an old trot like you a good motive to kill him.

You think I killed Will? Oh, why not?

He was betraying his comrades, wasn't he? I didn't kill him.

You asked Cam if it was me that shot him. The killer wore a mask and used an

Argentinian pistol.

Bring any souvenirs back for the Falklands.

It's funny how you were fussed there after it happened, isn't it?

You'd better have a bloody good alibi.

So Lorna and Kirsty leave for Jamie's.

Cam returns home.

Where are you going this time, Lorna?

What are you doing?

Oh, sorry, Mr. Beatty.

I was looking for CCTV at the back.

hoping to get a wee look at your attacker.

Did he come in the front or the back?

Don't know.

No? Sorry.

It must have been when Lorna was out, right?

He must have waited for her to leave.

Aye, I suppose so.

And Lorna found you when she got back?

I guess so.

I was a bit worried about her.

Yeah.

OK.

Thanks, Mr Beattie.

Patrick Carr's alibi checks out for the night of Ramsay's murder.

Beatty did call him and a neighbour saw him leaving his house.

So he can't have been the gunman? No.

He's alibied for the attack on Beatty as well. Plus, no gun or laptop recovered

after the fire at the club.

So where does that leave us?

Well, it makes no sense for Carr to attack Beatty anyway.

Well, if they were keeping things close to their chests about the deal, then

somebody else could still have assumed that Beatty was in on it. Plenty of

candidates. This guy, for instance.

Adam Turner, ex -Caledonian. He was at the office the other day when I

questioned Carr, and he dropped Beatty off at home the night he was attacked.

There's got to be some other connection here that we are missing.

Or are you looking for a connection where there isn't one?

What do you mean?

Kirstie Beatty is going out with Will Ramsden's nephew.

Cam Beatty's not very happy about it. And?

Well, maybe the two attacks aren't both about the union.

Cam comes home, the car drops him off, and he goes.

Now, at this point, according to their original statements, this is when the

attack happened.

But then, Lorna goes out again.

Where does she go?

Don't know yet, but I've called up all the footage from the surrounding area.

When I spoke to Cam today, he said that the attack happened while Lorna was out

this second trip.

But she said she was upstairs sorting the washing.

Exactly. Either one or both of them is lying.

Why?

Right, as soon as those other tapes go in, I want them watched.

Today. Long as it takes.

Never mind looking at me.

Eyes down, the lot of you.

Boss?

Oh, did I have to wake him up and set the seat?

What is it?

I think you should see this.

Is it Lorna?

No.

Jamie Curran.

That's one angry wee boy.

If you've nothing to hide in, why did you lie to me, Gina?

Because I knew this would happen.

I knew you'd think that... Think what?

That Jamie's something to do with what happened to Cam.

Where did you go that night, Jamie?

Where were you going?

Why was Kirsty there that night?

And don't give us any rubbish about homework.

It was all his fault.

Who?

Can Beatty?

He used to be cool.

Came to the football a few times with me and my uncle Will and then when I

stopped seeing Kirsty he goes mental.

Threatening me.

Mrs Curran, right now you're facing charges of attempting to pervert the

of justice and God knows what else.

And we've got evidence that Jamie leaving the house right around the time

attack.

Jamie.

Your mother's lying to protect you, but it's too late for all that.

Now, if you've got anything to say to help yourself, now's the time to say it.

You need to tell us the truth here, son.

I did it. No.

It was me.

I shot him with a crossbow. I love Kirsty.

I wasn't going to let him stop seeing each other, so I went in and I shot him

and then I ran.

No!

Gina, if Jamie had done this... He didn't do anything.

He's just a boy.

All this, he's just trying to protect us all from him. Shut up!

I don't want you here. Does she have to be here?

I did it.

What do I sign? I'll sign it. Jamie, don't.

It's too late.

Sweetheart, we have to tell the truth.

If you do this, he gets away with it.

And no one ever knows.

You go to jail and he'll keep doing whatever he wants, don't you see?

If you really wanted to do it, you have to tell the truth to this man.

What are you talking about, Gina?

Tell him, son.

This is all my fault.

When I started seeing Kirsty, she was... Go on, son.

She was... experienced.

I was surprised. I mean, she's younger than me and I wasn't, but...

She'd done it already.

I know what you mean.

We love each other.

Properly. And I was jealous.

I wanted to know who it was she'd been with.

Kirsty wouldn't say, so... I threatened to break up with her.

I didn't mean it, but... It

was him.

Her father?

He'd been doing it since she was nine.

The pillar of the community.

The pervert.

So what happened?

I didn't know what to do, so I told my uncle Will.

When was this?

A couple of days ago.

He promised to sort it.

So he confronted Cam?

We don't know.

That night they both got shot.

Cam didn't say anything when he got out of the hospital.

It was just like before.

So Kirsty told her mother what he'd been doing.

She just wanted to stop.

Well, Hands up if you saw that one coming.

Give us a strong new motive for the second attack on Beatty.

Aye, for Lorna.

It would make sense if her movements were the fact that she lied about them.

So Lorna shoots Cam, sticks him up against the wall, then she gets rid of

evidence, then drives home to do what? Phone an ambulance to save his life?

No, she wants to kill Cam.

But she misses anything vital, and it's not like she can just shoot him again.

So she goes out to dump the crossbow, she comes back, dials 999.

And Cam tells us it's the same mystery assailant that shot him at the club.

Which makes sense because of the attack on Ramsey. But if it's Lorna, then there

is no mystery assailant. And Beatty's lied to us.

Now, what if he did the same thing at the shipworkers' club?

To give us a ghost to chase?

Maybe Lorna didn't have time to dump the crossbow.

Maybe she gave it to someone she could trust.

I know, Lorne, I gave you the crossbow, Jamie.

What did you do with it?

Now, don't lie to me again, son.

This is your way out of this.

I had it.

This is our way in the fire. Here, here.

Right, me lads.

We're not asking for riches.

We're only reading terms.

We just want to know that out of your... Boss, talk of just finding the

crossbow.

Good.

We've talked to Jamie and Gina.

I don't think you're talking about...

Refresh your memory.

We know you gave it to Jamie Curran.

What chance will find your prints all over it?

None. We know what Cam's been doing.

We can put him away.

Kirstie will be safe.

Kirstie's safe right now.

I won't put her through anything else.

If you want to prove I did that to Cam, then go ahead.

But I'll never say why, and neither will he.

Let me guess.

He said there was a way for it all to be okay.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I want to see my daughter.

Please.

Let me see Kirstie.

Robbie, look at this.

He spotted the laptop.

What did you miss?

The union logo on his shirt.

So? Someone did the evidence and got this.

No logo.

And nobody thought to compare the two.

So why did he change his shirt?

Now, what if this has got nothing to do with T. Wood's victims' deal?

What if Ramsey confronted Beatty about the abuse that would ruin him?

So we wait until Carr's gone.

And then he shoots Ramsey.

And himself?

Oh, no, according to the forensics.

Yeah, but if he wore glove.

Overall. We know he changed his shirt.

You know, he's not unfamiliar with a firearm.

He knew we would be looking for gunshot residue.

All this stuff will be going for the gunman.

He does his best to taint the evidence trail. Make himself look heroic.

Right down to the flesh wound.

So, he runs out the club, supposedly chasing the killer, building his alibi.

And no doubt chucks the gun on a laptop into the Clyde. Exactly.

And only then does he call the police and Patrick Carr and make sure he tells

the press it's all about the strike.

He's the only witness to board crime.

Timelines start with him.

And we've never questioned him.

Till now.

You think I killed him? You think I killed Will Ramsey? I know you did.

You'd rather take on the little man, one of your own, than take on free -word

systems, is that it? Your father would turn in his grave.

My father would never have killed a friend to protect his empire.

With a spat in your face for what you've done. What I've done?

I was protecting my own.

That jumped up little sod would have sold us down the river with that bloody

deal. So I lied about it.

You won't arrest me for that.

Carry on.

But I didn't kill.

I didn't need to do that.

My men would follow me into hell, Mr Burke.

They loved me.

So, you find anything?

You know we didn't.

Aye.

Because I'm innocent.

You didn't mention Kirsty.

I can help through for you.

Is that all I'm going to say?

I think Cam killed Will Ramsey.

No.

This was never about the strike.

Jamie told Will what was happening. He threatened to expose Cam.

Are you telling me he never suspected?

No.

Cam had been shot. I didn't know anything.

Oh, God.

I want to put him away for the rest of his life.

But he can't cut you, can he?

When Carthy told me, it all clicked, you know.

What sort of a mother am I?

Because once it was there in front of me, I didn't doubt it.

How could I not have seen that?

The way he'd been with her.

The crossbow with his.

Been in the shed for years. I hated the bloody thing.

He came in.

I sat in the dark.

He put on the light and...

The

thing you've got to realise about Cam is he... He has something.

People want to be around him.

Follow him.

Listen to him.

He's mild.

Started talking about how I'd got it wrong.

Curtsy was lying because of Jamie and... I wanted to believe him. He was so...

reasonable.

He said no one need get in any trouble if we get rid of the evidence.

Blame it on whoever shot Will.

Said he'd protect me.

Like I was the one they needed.

As always, I did what he said.

All he cares about is what people think of him.

He's rotten underneath.

Lorna, will you trust me?

Lorna.

Can I have a word?

I'm busy.

So is he.

It's about Kirsty.

What about me?

I know what you are.

A murderer, a liar, and an abuser.

Right.

The thing is, you're the only one accusing me of anything.

Now, you proved me a killer, Mr. Buck.

I'll take what's coming.

Now, on your way.

Now, I can't prove you're a murderer, but I can't prove you're a child abuser.

A man who had sex with his nine -year -old daughter.

Shut your mouth!

Ramsey knew too, didn't he?

That's why I had to go.

See, the thing is, I haven't got enough evidence to convict you of killing

Ramsey. But I have got statements from Laudner and Custie testifying to the

that you've been having sex with a girl for the last four years.

So are you ready to take what's coming to you, Mr Man of the People?

It'll be messy, the court case.

And I don't imagine these lads here would have too much time for that sort

man.

If you can call him that.

You're bluffing.

Lorna never tell the truth. Because of Kirsty.

I know her.

She said he would say that.

Lorna will testify to shooting you. And why.

And Kirsty will have to get evidence and you will be found guilty.

Now... I don't know if there's a union in the nonsense wing.

Tends to be every man for himself on there, you know what I mean?

There's one way to stop it happening.

One choice.

What?

Confess to killing Ramsey and I won't pursue the child abuse charge.

I want to put you away for the longest possible time.

And if it saves that wee lassie a coat of pee, I'm so much the better.

I want a confession and a guilty plea.

You bastard!

It's all in the negotiation, Cam.

Now surely you understand that.

You're right, come.

Well, are you?

Aye.

Fine.

So what's it going to be?

Your show?

Do you want to make a speech? The cameras are right over there.

Maybe I can make a wee speech too, eh?

My God. I'm sorry, what was that?

Will Ramsey.

He was going to destroy everything.

You're sure it's over?

Lorna, Kirstie will need to get help with this.

It'll be hard.

But we do the best.

Thank

you.

Thank you.

Great result, Matt.

Yeah. A nice one to finish on.

I'm not applying to the crime review unit.

You sure?

I'm a detective.

This is what I do.

I'm not ready for the easy life here.

I hope you don't come to regret this.

Is that you hope I don't or you know that I will?

If the bra doctor kissed on your eye, are you going to come have a drink with

the troops?

Yeah, sure.

I love you.

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