All language subtitles for Taggart s25e03 Homesick

As ever, I want your opinion, so pick up
the phone and give me a call.

Let me know what you think. Are you for
or against the government's current over

-border policy?

Does it enhance our nation, or has the
influx of EU immigrants from the old

eastern bloc had a negative effect on
our culture, our way of life?

Let's talk to Greg in East Kilbride.

Greg, you're on the air, pal. Go for it.

Two shots.

Close range.

Mr. Blazovsky here. Never stood a
chance.

Anything missing?

Well, it doesn't look like it, but I
mean, who brings a gun to nick copper

from a building site?

To me, this feels planned.

Deliberate. More like an execution.

Help!

What's going on?

What's going on here?

You're about to walk all over a crime
scene, Mr... Fisher, I run this side.

What's happened?

A man's been killed.

What, you're telling me my boys can't
get to their work?

Not at the moment, no.

Right, right, no, no, empty, back in the
bus, back in the bus. We're going to

the Hamilton site.

Nobody's going anywhere.

Not until you've told us everything you
know about this big Neb Lazowski.

Ziggy's dad.

Yes. That's why it's imperative you give
us any information.

Okay, I hope you're all able to
understand me.

I know this is coming as a bit of a
shock to you all. This guy came over

Poland five or six months ago, and he's
been on my books ever since.

What about next of kin?

What about it?

I'm assuming you run a legitimate
operation here.

We assume, right.

So you'll have records, insurance.

These guys don't work for me, exactly.

They're pretty much self -employed.
That's handy for you, isn't it?

Now, I'm guessing you keep a wee
percentage for yourself, though.

I supply Livingston Construction with a
skilled labour force.

They make a living, I make a living.

Everybody's a winner.

He isn't.

Well, there's not much I can do about
that, is there?

Now, I've got an address for that boy,
and that's about it. In fact, I'll go

find it for you. Your co -worker, your
friend, it really could help.

The boys, no, they're only here for the
work. They like to keep themselves to

themselves. We need the contact details
of everyone who's ever worked with the

victims.

That won't be a problem, will it?

Of course not.

Mr Fisher's cooperating.

He doesn't want us poking around his
legitimate business too much.

I've got nothing to hide.

Good.

So get us what we asked for.

You two, check the victim's place first
of all. If there's anything, point to a

motive.

Well, they weren't bumped off or even
heritance.

Hmm. No photographs.

No wife and the kids.

Maybe there's no next of kin to contact.

Kaczynski Club.

Hmm.

Worth a look.

Plasterer's tools.

A guy out of trade.

What was he doing working as a security
guard?

Aye. Aye, he's been in. Not regular, but
I've seen him.

So when was the last time?

The weekend, I think. I mean, he's
quiet, you know.

Didn't make an impression.

Anyone he was friendly with? Anyone you
saw him talking to?

I don't know.

You should ask Paula. She knows
everyone.

Can I help you?

Four metres, give or take for the first
shot.

The second's much closer, then. Point
blank, if you want to be old school

it. Time of death?

Between 1 and 3 a .m. So he'd been dead
for at least four hours before the body

was found.

Plenty of time for the killer to get
away.

They could be out of the country by now.

He or she did leave a little something
behind, though.

Don't you just love it when she makes us
wait for the important stuff?

No.

Exit wounds.

Lack of.

The bullets are still in the body.

I was helping with his English.

I run classes for new people. Legal
advice if they need it.

I'm a solicitor, so... And you speak
Polish?

My father was from Krakow.

Are you sure Mr Lazowski had no family?

Positive. His mother died last year.

He was taking care of her, but when she
went, he decided to... Decided to...

Start a new life. Jesus.

Were you close?

I liked him well enough.

Felt a bit sorry for him.

What makes you say that?

He missed Poland.

And the guy he was working for here.

Jeez. The charming Mr Fisher?

Not what I'd call him.

What would you call him?

The cough merchant.

I've put people like him out of business
before.

And I'm trying to build a case.

On Mr Lodowski's behalf?

His and several others.

Fish is exploiting lots of people.

Excuse me.

Ross.

Robbie. There's been another shooting.

Where? Crowne Plaza Hotel, car park.

Same MO?

Yeah. Two shots, close range.

Kate Booth, receptionist here.

We're on our way. No, no, no. I need you
to go and tell the husband.

Shot.

I'm afraid so.

Mr Booth.

Donald, we know this is terrible news
for you, but if you do feel able to

some questions...

Worked

here for three years.

Housekeeping supervisor.

Then went to the reception desk.

Sir, this isn't the same guy.

And it is.

I know.

Four lengths after the security guard in
a building site.

It's our anniversary next month.

Six years.

We were going walking in the highlands.

Not everybody's idea of romantic, but...

A beautiful part of the world.

Yeah, yeah. Kate loved it up north.

She loved it down.

Was she anxious about anything?

Have problems with anyone?

No. No?

No, she was very happy. She worked hard.

Who could have done this? Who would do
this?

Well, that's what we're trying to find
out, Donald.

If you can think.

Mother.

Yes? How am I going to tell her, Mother?
How can I tell her, Mother?

Well, we can arrange for a counsellor to
be present if you want.

I mean, literally.

I don't know how to tell her mother. Her
mother doesn't speak any English.

Kate was Polish.

9am, maybe a little earlier.

That fit.

The hotel said she finished her night
shift at 8 .30.

What else?

Almost certainly the same gun.

Virtually identical in terms of impact
damage.

No exit wounds.

Did you retrieve the bullets from the
first killing?

Fragments. Looks like it broke up an
impact.

And these the crane?

Yeah, looks that way.

Dumb -dumbs?

Possibly. Probably, in fact.

Tampered with? To make them spread
apart?

And do as much damage as possible.

I've seen it before in professional
hits.

Used to go on in Belfast, too.

It's what you use when you want to make
sure that nobody walks away.

Two victims a few hours and a few miles
apart.

Both night shift workers, both Polish.

Yeah, but Ziggy was a new arrival,
whereas Kate has been here for years.

And he was homesick. According to Kate's
husband, she'd completely settled.

She even anglicised her name. She'd been
born Kasia Sobieski.

Barely an accent.

She had no interest in going home.

Well, somebody's got to tie them
together.

Is being Polish enough?

Oh, I don't want to think about that.

People being gunned down just because
they're immigrants.

Definite portability board.

Aye, but I don't think having thousands
of potential targets walking about the

street is going to help focus our
investigation.

Did we get anywhere with the first
victim?

The word did, but it's big he didn't get
on with Fisher.

Press him on that.

See if he knew Kate Booth.

How did you leave it with the husband?

Well, he's at home.

Shell -shocked, as you might imagine.

Kate and Ziggy knew each other.

Were involved, maybe.

Makes the husband a serious suspect.

Fine. Well, Jackie can go and get a
confession out of him, then we'll all be

home in time for deal or no deal.

Stuart, you get the easy bit.

Find what gun we're looking for.

Okay.

Did your wife never get homesick?

This is her home, Sergeant Reed.

We planned it together above the office
so that we could see more of each other.

Was there any reason in particular why
she left Poland when she did?

I like to think I'm the reason.

We met while I was on holiday there.

We became friends and exchanged letters,
emails, phone calls.

Then I plucked up the courage to ask her
to be my wife.

But she was happy here.

I know it's a difficult question, but...

Look, we worked long hours and we

spent every Sunday together. Kate would
get up early and go for

a run and then she'd come back, we'd
have lunch and lay

around with the papers.

Yes, yes, we were very happy, yes.

Did she ever mention a man called
Zbigniew Lodzowski?

Or Ziggy?

No.

Why, is he a suspect, do you think?

I'm not able to say.

Hello? Hello?

I

can't...

More

relatives. I can't understand them.

They can't understand me.

The line's bad.

There's a woman called Paula Sobach.

She's a lawyer. She does a lot of work
with the Polish community.

I'm sure she'd be able to help.

Are you telling me a trained plasterer
was happy working here nights freezing

his balls off as a security guard?

Ah, well, you know, there's not always
the work to go round. Ah, bullshit.

He was standing up for his rights, so
you taught him a lesson.

He's a big mouth.

Look, I get my commission, they get
their work.

How do you think they got on just
walking up to sites on their own? You

a service, everybody's happy.

Exactly. Except Ziggy was.

Maybe he didn't want to be taught all
this. What is it you're trying to say to

me? Maybe you were afraid he was going
to give you grief.

Take you to court.

Did that Paula bitch put yous up to
this?

What are you talking about?

Aye.

Aye.

Paula Sobadge.

She starts off teaching them English in
the club, but really she's fishing for

clients. More of a whore than a lawyer.

Watch your mouth, pal. Look, it's none
of her business how I do my job.

Or yours, for that matter.

I'm making it my business.

Now, was putting him on nights enough,
or did you have to get serious?

This has been a wee slice of heaven.

But I've got my job to do.

Arrest me, or get out my face.

Aye.

Oi! Oops.

You cannae do that!

You cannae... That caused the shooting
assault!

Come here, you clown!

Come here!

Think I'm stupid!

Come here, you!

Oh.

They don't look like everyday shooters.

They're not. British Army issued between
the wars.

So the victims were killed with a 70
-year -old gun? Looking that way.

What, are we after a collector?

It's a working firearm. It'd be
registered and licensed.

And it's not.

Since when were we that lucky?

Funeral expenses.

Can't rely on Fisher to foot the bill.

No, he's not exactly the compassionate
type.

If I get him in court, I'll make him cry
like a girl.

Good of you to organise everything.

Yeah, well, I think he didn't have
anybody, so... What little girlfriend?

You ever seen with this woman?

Recognise her at all?

Her name's Kate Booth.

No, why?

Is she a suspect?

No, she was killed under the last
circumstances.

Inspector Ross?

Mr Booth?

I am looking for a Miss Sobatch.

Her office said I'd find her here.

Yeah, yeah, you have, Mrs Paula.

How can I help you?

I need somebody to translate for me.

My wife's relatives, they don't speak
English.

Oh, God, was she Polish too?

Yes. That's not why she was killed, is
it? Is that the link with Vicky? You

to keep your voice down. Why should I?

Because... Don't panic.

We just want to catch whoever's
responsible, OK?

OK.

It's just a thought.

OK.

The most useful thing you could do right
now is help Mr Buddha.

Yeah.

Him? Yeah.

All the time. And what about the female?

Maybe. Yeah.

Do you ever see them together?

It's hard to say.

She only ever comes in here after mass,
and it's always packed in.

Okay. Thanks for your time.

And the coffees.

Well, at least we made some kind of
connection.

No, let's not get carried away, Stuart.

We turned up at the same shop.

Not enough reason for a murder, eh?

As if they took a little goodie bag back
to his place.

Well, I think his neighbours might be
home by now.

Let's see if they ever saw anything.

Thank you for your help.

Discretion.

I don't know what it's like, Chief
Inspector.

These people come over here completely
legally and they get treated like second

-class citizens, but they're... That
doesn't mean that somebody's decided to

pick off Polish immigrants one by one.

It's got to the point where it wouldn't
surprise me.

I'm going on to Harry Shaw's radio show
tonight. He gives you a good poison he

spits out.

Tonight?

Yeah, I should be on my way, actually.

We'll give you a lift.

There's no need.

Sure there is.

We'll use the time to persuade you not
to jeopardise our investigation live on

air.

But if Ziggy and Kate were having a
thing, is that enough to get them

I know what you mean.

Two bullets each, close range.

Not the kind of M .O. you get with a
crime of passion.

You'll be the neighbourhood watch, then.

What? I don't know if you're wrong.

Maybe we should have a wee chat about
that.

I'd say nothing.

I know you from the building site.

Krzysztof Tulejewski.

Now, the influx of foreign labour has
been so dramatic, so widespread, that

can barely walk down the street these
days without hearing Polish voices.

And every supermarket has shelves set
aside for... Thanks for saying it.

Nah, I mean, she's passionate, she's
feisty, but pretty smart too.

Yeah. There's always a good judge of
character when it comes to attractive

women. It's about the threat to our
national identity. To our culture.

To our way of life.

I find you and a lot of the people who
phone into this radio station abhorrent.

You disgust me.

Typically you community activist types
to come in here... I'm not an activist.

I'm just someone who won't stand for
your rubbish.

How much danger is this lassie losing
it, is there? Okay, we're going to go to

the lines and take our first call.

Line one, are you there?

I am calling with a message.

A message for them immigrants coming
over here.

Your time is up.

I have killed two.

And I will kill again.

Get the call on its own audio file. I
want to be able to jump in and out. Hang

on. And I want music under it. Scary.

Every time we come out of a commercial,
I will kill again.

Boss, call has blocked the number. We'll
need to go through the exchange.

I've got to get back in the studio. The
lines are going insane.

I don't want you causing mayhem in
there.

Mayhem's what I do, Chief Inspector.

Mayhem is what my loyal fan base expect.

Bless their wee 50p of text. Plus normal
charge, halves.

Oh, I thought they'd have to sound so
thrilled about all this.

It's Christmas morning for someone like
Harry Shaw.

Is this real?

This guy is... We'll trace the call. See
you from there.

Immigrants are obviously the target
here. Why are you so reluctant to accept

that? Why are you so eager to believe
it, Inspector?

The Shaw Thing. Welcome back, folks.
This is Harry Shaw, and you're tuned in

The Shaw Thing.

Don't touch that dial. If you miss what
happened before the last track... Yeah,

I know.

Of course, it's Stuart that picked up
someone prowling around Ziggy's Bedford.

Tell him to start the interview.

Don't need to wait for us.

That's the thing.

His English isn't too hot.

Polish.

Doesn't quite fit your ethnic cleansing
idea, does it? ...chilling stuff.

Live and exclusive on The Shaw Thing,
with me, Harry Shaw.

Hey, that's dead air.

You keep hyping this up and there'll be
a lot more where that came from. Believe

me, Shaw, I'm not kidding.

Tone it down.

That's the sharpie.

Krzysztof Poliski, sir.

Poliski. Paula here, our Polish expert.

So, do you know him? Seen him at the
club.

The Polish church.

With Ziggy?

I think so. Maybe.

He was one of Fisher's crew, so they'd
have met.

Mr Fisher's got quite an empire for
himself, hasn't he?

All right, you two, take the interview.

Paula, can you travel late for us?

Of course.

But I am a lawyer, so I'll be looking
out for his interest, too.

I'd expect nothing less.

Boss, what about this call at the radio
station? I mean, he was already in

custody.

Stuart, track down the phone.

This is our bird in the hand.

Right, ladies.

Shall we?

So, what were you doing in Spidnav's
flat?

Do you want to... I understand the
question.

Then answer it.

Money.

You were stealing.

Not steal.

I... How do you say it? He owed me 250
pounds.

Debt. Biggie owed him 200 quid.

Yes. What for?

I gave him.

He only little money for his guard work.

He cannot pay landlord.

So you lent him 200 quid to pay his
rent?

Yes.

People can fall out over money.

No,

no fallout, no.

So you were friends then?

You lent him money?

No, no friends.

He said he will pay 250 back.

Do you know this woman?

I see her at church.

The Polish man.

But she always wear track suits.

You ever see her and Ziggy, they, you
know, together?

So Christophe reckons our dead security
guard was gay?

He didn't use quite such pee -pee terms,
but yeah.

Wouldn't have anything to do with his
murder, though.

But it means we can rule out an affair
with Kate as a possible motive.

You know, Donald Booth painted this
picture for me.

Like a Moseley advert.

I don't think he knew Kate's Sunday
morning run included a detour to the

mass. So she was having an affair with
God?

I don't know why she was killed.

The call was for real.

Someone is targeting Polish immigrants.

Well, I've managed to track the number
down to a city centre phone box.

Check it out.

You too, Jackie. Take a couple of tacos
with you.

What about Krzysztof?

Release him. Tell him not to leave the
country.

And you should probably see my sobacho.

She's had a long night.

Get a taxi.

No, no.

You've been such a good help.

I'm sure Inspector Roth feels there's a
least they can do.

It's you.

That call on the radio.

There'll be a lot of frightened people.

You're not one of them.

Too angry to be scared.

We'll find you if it's possible.

Will you?

I mean, we're talking about Polish
immigrants. No power base, no media

No, it matters to me, my boss, or any of
us.

So if you're going to get angry, don't
waste it on the wrong people.

Sorry.

I know it's hard for you to understand.

I could not.

Listen, will you see me inside?

Maybe I am a bit scared after all.

City centre phone box.

Not much chance of a clean print or
usable DNA.

No CCTV either.

So much for living in a Norwellian
nightmare, eh?

Maybe they were lucky or... Or what?

The killer went looking for a phone box
with no cameras nearby.

That's possible.

They're methodical. Maybe they planned
it for a while. They drive around, find

blind spot.

Unless the killer stumbled across it.

Because we're already here.

Try these.

Handmade from a traditional Polish
recipe.

I'm impressed.

Don't be impressed. Not handmade by me.
I get them from the deli.

Do you OK?

Yeah, yeah.

A bit on edge, I suppose.

Well, I know it wouldn't be after the
day you've had.

You're not.

I'm used to it.

That thing you said before about...

How you understood. What did you mean by
that?

Oh, nothing. There was nothing.

Then why say it?

You don't let things lie, do you?

Not if I can help it, no.

It's just, I know more about the
immigrant experience than you might

I wouldn't expect you to know anything,
so... My mother's family are

Italian, that's all.

Ah.

Well, see, if you're talking oppression
and hostility, then I

think I win. You see, your grandfather
probably just opened up a nice cream

parlour and watched the money roll in.

Actually, my grandad was held as an
illegal alien during the Second World

and he died in an internment camp in
Orkney in 1943.

God, I'm sorry.

It's OK, I'm not trying to score points,
I just... Wanted me to know.

Ah,

let me guess.

Print, DNA, all tied up in a nice, neat
little bundle.

Scenes of meth, lots of foot traffic.

Bars, restaurants, flats nearby.

Lots of building works there.

Living from construction.

And Vicky works in one of their crates.

Maybe the killer had been watching him
for a while.

Makes it less like a random murder.

More like a hit.

Right?

Thank you for bringing me home.

Anytime. Wish you could stay.

Longer. I mean, not.

I know.

It's work.

Yeah.

Wait till you've, uh...

Caught the guy.

Then there'll be time.

Absolutely.

Plenty of time.

I thought mullets of cocktails

were Russian.

Not Polish.

You really should be seeing a doctor,
Robbie.

I'm fine.

At least I will be when we catch the
bastard.

Are we sure that the same person's
responsible for all of that?

Yes. No.

The MO's so different.

Handgun one minute, petrol bomb the
next.

But the targets are the same.

Polish immigrants.

Yeah, but Paul is second generation, no?

Two execution -style murders, then he
makes a complete balls -up of this. If

we're dealing with a serial killer, this
wouldn't fit the psychopathology.

He's killing people because of where
they're from. Is that a psycho or a

stew? So is there anything else about
our victims that could make them

See, that's what I hate about this job.

I mean, we talk about motive, but really
we're looking for blame. What did the

victims do to get themselves killed?

Robbie... It's not their fault. Nobody's
saying it is.

And you know something?

I would take you a lot more seriously if
you weren't being influenced by your

personal feelings.

What personal feelings?

You took a hell of a long time seeing
that lassie home. Maybe I should bring

Robbie up to speed with the building
site stuff, sir.

Yeah. Why don't you do that?

Livingston Construction.

Just finished a building in the street
where the call was made.

Could see you have work there.

Well, that's what we were looking into
when you had your little adventure.

Well, Fisher never had a good work to
say about Paula.

Probably worth bringing him in for a wee
chat.

You and me can check in with the
husband.

Bye, Paula.

Take care now.

You can't blame them both for thinking
you might be a bit distracted.

Nothing's going to happen, Jackie.

I'm a professional.

Oh, yeah, I know that.

Right, shall we go in to professionally
intimidate Mr Fisher?

I'd love to.

I was here, Chief Inspector.

All day.

Alone. My brother was here most of the
morning, and people from the office have

been up and down. They've been very
supportive.

How is Miss Lobatch?

Oh, she's doing very well.

Well, please give her my best.

These attacks on immigrants, people
getting killed... We're not sure what

motive was for your wife's murder, Mr
Booth. To me, it's the only one which

makes any sense.

What else ties my wife to the other guy?

Well, it is possible they knew each
other. She did attend the Polish mass,

she did go to the Polish deli.

Oh, you're sure you're not mistaken?

You don't think so?

Well, she never mentioned any of that to
me.

And I don't believe we had any secrets.

I'm sorry, I never offered to... No, no,
no, that's fine.

We'll leave it.

Thank you for your time.

More bullet fragments.

Minuscule, really.

Lodged in Cape Worcester.

It might not mean anything.

Dumb -dumbs should spread an impact, not
shatter. And these didn't. Yeah, they

could have been tampered with, but I
think it's more likely they're just

Passed their fail -by date, maybe.

Could explain the change in M .O.

Switching to petrol bombs and
ammunition, right?

Takes us away from the idea of a
seasoned assassin.

More of a gifted amateur, really.

Well, gifted or not, amateurs make
mistakes.

I want a combined report, both murders.

Precise analysis of wounds, bullets.

You've got all that information?

Yeah, spread across the incident board.
I want it condensed from a poor old

man's brain.

Always ready to help the aged, sir.

Two counts of murder, one attempted
murder.

I never killed anyone.

How did you get the bun?

I worked in the construction industry,
dear.

Accidents happen.

Bollocks.

You don't get your hands dirty.

You exploit other people.

Oh, is that right?

If they stand up to you like Ziggy or
Paula, well, can't let anything

with the business, can we?

Right.

Right. Aye.

All good stuff. Aye.

What about the dead lassie?

Well, you tell us, Mr Fisher.

I never knew her.

Never knew nothing about her. Now,
admit, Ziggy, proper pain in the arse.

And Paula, now, is a nosy, irritating
wee bitch.

But why, oh, why would I kill the other
lassie?

Because she was Polish.

Sir, possible lead in the murder weapon.

Nothing like it was used once the Second
World War had started.

We had it down in the 30s, mate.

Yeah. Oh, but I did find something on
the internet about a regiment landing in

Arnhem in 1944 with older equipment.

Polish regiment?

Yeah. The site wasn't Polish.

Had to run it through a translation
engine.

General Sosnabowski's paratroopers.

That's right.

How did you know? Gene Hackman played
him in a bridge too far.

Cracking film.

I've not been it.

That saves you a lot of time, you
translation engine.

It makes sense for the gun, though. I
mean, that's the kind of thing that'd be

kept as a souvenir, passed down through
a family.

Yeah, but how did that fit with the
killer being anti -Polish?

Yeah, I have killed two.

And I will kill again.

I have killed two.

And I will kill again.

I have killed two.

And I will kill again.

No way Fisher made the call.

You're sure?

Positive. He's not our guy. Sorry.

There is something though.

Look at the background noise.

On the interview room tape, it's
constant.

On the call made from the phone box, it
breaks up.

And that's not just because he's out in
the street?

No. It's all different phrases.

I think the killer made a recording of
his threats, got someone else's voice

from TV or film or something, and used
that to make the call.

So voice analysis gives us nothing, no
matter what?

No. His ID's completely safe.

Could be a man or a woman. It could be
Polish, even.

Surely it could still be Fisher.

Well, it didn't take much convincing to
read the line, did it?

My bastard knew the voices wouldn't
match. Neither did the motive.

Fisher's got no link to Kate, and she
was a specific target.

So was Ziggy, and so was Paula.

Polish background. Is that not specific
enough for you? In a word, no.

So, where did that leave her?

Looking for a murder weapon.

You two get back to the Polish club.

See if there's anybody there with a war
hero in the family. Might have left a

gun in the attic.

Is there somewhere you can go?

Get some rest?

I don't think I could sleep.

Anyway, I spoke to Kasia's mother.

She's a lovely lady, Mrs. Sobieska.

She wants me to do her a favor.

Are you up for that?

She needs someone to talk to Donald.

There's no one else.

Poor woman lost her husband six months
ago, and now she's having to deal with a

guy who stole her daughter away.

Okay, but keep in touch, yeah?

I will.

Hey, maybe I'll pick up some of those
homemade biscuits so we can have what we

didn't have earlier.

Sounds good.

Go with her, Robbie.

If you're worried, sure I can handle
things here.

No, no, no, it's fine.

Stuart, it's Jackie.

Yeah, I need you to do me a favour.

Could you check Kate Booth's credit card
history?

Yeah, see if she booked any flights,
maybe, what, six months ago?

Well, if her father died, surely she
went to the funeral.

Jamie,

we're looking for people whose relatives
may have fought in the Second World War

with General Sosabowski's regiment.

Christ, they all reckon they had an
uncle or a grandad with them. For the

it's like asking if they served under
Monty in the Eighth Army.

Jackie. Just sure we could be here for a
while.

Oh. Well, on your own, big man?

Why aren't they Cagney and Lacey?

Oh, they're pursuing other lines of
inquiry.

When do I get a lawyer?

You'll receive legal representation when
you're charged.

So, Charge me.

Oh, I will.

And I'll be quite a little lit,
actually.

You see, Mr. Fisher, if you attacked
Paula Silvatch, and we both know that

did, then you're looking at attempted
murder.

Now, maybe I could cut that down to
theories of assault, but now you've

your little game.

What game?

The one where you use two murders as a
convenient smokescreen.

Now you're looking at perverting the
course of justice.

Wasting police time. That fake phone
call of yours might even count as

incitement to racial hatred.

And I can't prove any of this, can I?

There's a big risk you're taking.

Cop for what you've done now.

Because if you piss around with my
murder investigation any longer, I will

sure that you do serious time.

When you were

disbanded, what happened

to your weapons?

DNA lab tech, please.

Yeah, well, you can tell him his break's
over.

Fisher's going to admit the attack on
Paula.

He's nothing to do with Kate and Viggy.
I've done Kate and Viggy that took the

same flight out of Krakow.

Say they meet.

Say they become friends.

What does that give us?

Donald Booth might not like it.

Maybe he didn't know that Viggy was gay.

These people were targeted, Stuart.

Whoever did it followed them, knew their
lives, their habits. The killer would

have known they weren't having an
affair.

Yeah, but why kill both of them?

They were so different.

He was homesick. She was happy here. He
worked in building sites. She was... No,

she wasn't happy here.

I mean, why keep from her husband the
fact that she went to the Polish church?

That she went to a Polish deli? That she
had a Polish friend?

Cousin, actually.

What are you talking about?

I was going through the lab results and
thought there'd been cross

-contamination of the victim's DNA.

So I'm halfway through bollocking the
lab tech and he points out they weren't

exact match.

Just close enough to be family.

Kate and Ziggy were cousins?

Robert, can you tell me what's on these
photos?

Zilkowski.

Binia.

Sobieski.

Sobieski? Wait, wait, wait.

Sobieski? Yeah, that.

Sobieski. Is that Kate's maiden name?

Gun. It was hard.

Dear, thank you, gentlemen.

Robbie!

Thanks for meeting me. My pleasure,
really.

Thought you might like this Polish
coffee.

Thanks. Did Kasia ever bring you here?

No, no, she didn't.

And her name was Kate.

Oh, I keep forgetting.

I've been speaking a lot to her mother
and she uses the Polish version.

Kate and Ziggy were cousins. They were
on the same flight to Glasgow after her

father's funeral.

Did Donald know this? You can ask
yourself in five minutes.

He could too, the way that Robbie's
driving.

She put the idea that maybe Kasia, Kate,
could

be buried at home.

This is her home.

Uniform at the house already.

Nobody's there.

Paula's not at Boots Place.

I know where they are. The Polish Deli.

Her family have a plot in the grounds of
a church.

With her father, I suppose.

Well, yes.

No, no.

She was my wife.

She stays with me.

People made jokes.

I was an internet bride, Donald.

Couldn't you get one from Thailand?

It's just ignorance.

You don't need to... We worked so hard
to eradicate every last race.

Every last race.

You lied to me.

Wait for me to start.

Well, she just... She had history.

Tradition. She was a stupid Polish
bitch.

That's what I was stuck with.

You know, she treasured this more than
her wedding ring. Yeah, kept it hidden

from me, from her husband.

She was a lying Polish bitch.

Like you, just like you.

She lied to me.

She went to Polish mass on Sunday
morning. How do you know? I saw her. I

followed her.

Put the gun down, Mr Booth.

Well, it's okay. It's going to be okay.
She talked to people.

Her people.

And that man.

They filled her full of nonsense about
the old country.

Everything was fine until Ziggy showed
up. Ziggy. Ah, Ziggy.

We're happy.

We were happy.

He took her away from me.

He made her want to go back there.

They were cutting.

She wasn't having an affair.

Yes, she was.

She was.

For the whole country.

How am I supposed to compete with...

You okay, Paul?

She will be.