All language subtitles for Shetland.S02E04.Me

Coastguard get Peter Latimer
back to Lerwick okay?

TOSH: Yeah, Anna's body too.
He'll be in a hospital bed by now.

JIMMY:
Come here and look at this.

What does that look like to you?

TOSH: Like something was
dragged from here inside.

Yeah, that's what I think.

It's hard to tell.

Hard to tell.

SANDY:
Burgh Road, Church Road...

Church Road, camera two...

Commercial Street.

Asbrigg Place, Burgh Road,
Church Road,

Church Road, camera two,
Commercial Street...

Camera down?

BILLY:
That was the hospital.

It's Latimer.

His condition's deteriorating.

I think you better
get down there quick.

FEMALE DOCTOR: ...three, four, five.

MALE DOCTOR: One, two...

FEMALE DOCTOR: Three, four, five.

MALE DOCTOR: One, two...

TESSA: They must have some idea
when planes can fly again?

Darling, please...

Patience.

You're fine.
You have your work to distract you.

Did you not bring a book or...

TESSA: Why would I bring a book?

I came here to see Bill
on our anniversary.

There are plenty of books here,
if you want to...

They're not all about birds.

Somebody left The Da Vinci Code.

Tosh?

That's Latimer's.

JIMMY: Sure?

TOSH: It was there
when I searched his room.

So, what do you think?

He came out here
with a hip flask full of whisky

and then fell asleep
with a cigarette on the go?

I had an uncle who did something similar,
except with a chip pan.

Nearly burnt himself to a crisp.
He's only allowed oven-ready now.

Do you still want to talk
to Finlay?

Aye, and the rest.

You know, after Frank
attacked him yesterday,

you'd have thought he'd stay
in here for his own safety.

He could drink in here,
he could smoke in here,

he's disabled the alarm.

So, after all the agro of yesterday,

why would you put yourself
at risk again

and tramp halfway across the island
to booze it up in a cold, dark hut?

It doesn't make sense.

He must have gone there
to meet someone.

SANDY: Sir...

Peter Latimer just died.

He went into cardiac arrest
and couldn't be resuscitated.

They're making arrangements
to move the body now.

Okay, before they do,
have Cora examine the body

and request that they
fast

I'll call her now.

Peter Latimer just died.

Two work colleagues killed
in suspicious circumstances

less than 24 hours apart?

I know.

And when Anna was attacked,
there were no defensive wounds,

nobody heard a thing,

and I think people here know
a lot more than they're letting on.

You think it's the same person
involved in both deaths?

Maybe, unless Latimer
is a revenge killing for Anna.

But we shouldn't get too far
ahead of ourselves

until we've spoken to Cora.

And in the meantime,
we should be talking to our stalker.

Where is everybody?

Frank's not here,
Joe's been missing since last night.

JIMMY: Finlay, I'd like a word
with you in private, please.

In the reading room.

As soon as Frank gets back,
tell him I want to see him.

I... I would like to apologize
for my behavior yesterday.

That's very big of you.

You know, you're probably facing
a charge of obstruction, right?

You managed
to access the memory card, then?

JIMMY:
Eventually, yes.

It was quite an eye-opener.

Well, you can understand
my reaction.

I don't care
about your reaction.

I'm far more concerned about
your behavior in the first place,

because you've got hundreds
of photographs of Anna Blake.

You can't always control
how you feel about people.

-I--

JIMMY: I mean, did you love her?
Did you hate her?

I worshipped her.

I just wanted to be part of her life,
to be close to her.

The photographs were
the only option available to me.

That's not really true.

FINLAY: She could have any man
she wanted.

You could imagine what she'd make of
an advance from the likes of me.

Okay.

What about Gina?

What about her?

You know about that?

I-- I never would have hurt Anna
and I-- I never hurt Gina.

You scared Gina, though.

FINLAY: No, I... I was teasing her.

I wanted her to know
she had a secret admirer.

She didn't want one,

and I'm very sure
that neither did Anna Blake.

Take a seat.

I need to know exactly
where you were last night.

I was around here.

JIMMY: Be more specific. I was at the chapel.

For how long?

Uh, I got there about 6:00.

and I left at around 8:30.

Around 8:30?

Yeah, well,
I wasn't looking at my watch.

Why did you stay so long?

I was praying for Anna.

Sir.

You'd better be telling me
the truth.

Bill and Tessa have given
each other an alibi.

They were together
in their room.

JIMMY: That's very handy.

TOSH: Feel a bit sorry for them.
Some wedding anniversary.

I take it that's not
why you called me out here.

No, your dad called,
he said Frank's at the chapel.

Popular place.

He's worried about him.
Said he's been there since first light.

Hi, Joe. Is Angus in?

No, he's not.

Is that the truth?

ISOBEL: Look...

I'm really sorry about
what happened to your mum.

We're all really sorry, Joe.

Will you even tell him that I called?

Of course I'll tell him.

You should go back.

You got the note, didn't you

You found the note.

Come on, son,
you better go back.

What note?

I don't know what he's on about.

He hasn't moved for two hours.

Okay, Dad.

Peter Latimer died
of his injuries 45 minutes ago.

Are you expecting regret?

I'm not expecting anything.

God knows it was coming.

What makes you say that?

There were many occasions

when I had to go up to the hide
to fetch him when he was half-cut,

'cos he'd sloped off for a session.

So, you knew he drank, then?

When he first arrived,

he played the Oxford golden boy
to a tee.

And after a while,
I got to know him.

I saw a different side to him.

Which was what?

Crippling self-doubt
about the work.

"Is it good enough?

Is it original enough?
Am I making a contribution?"

In short,
are they wasting their lives?

Well, we've all thought
like that from time to time.

No.

Not Anna.

Anna never had any self-doubt. Her personal life might
have been a bit of a mess,

but when it came to her work...

...she was something else.

Where were you last night?

I was at the center.

Anybody verify that?

No, I was alone.

Do you know where Joe is?

Apparently, he's gone missing.

Joe often goes off on his own.

He's a loner.
He always has been.

I've been using it as an excuse
to be a bad father for far too long.

Joe wouldn't hurt anyone.

No, I'm not suggesting he would,

but I just need to establish
where he was.

Maybe I should have said
he was with me.

That wouldn't make
any difference in the end,

would it, Frank?

How is he?

Coping as best he can,
I suppose.

The sooner this nightmare ends,

the sooner we can start
repairing the damage

done to this community.

We're going
as fast as we can, Dad.

I know that, son,

but this place is unlike anywhere else
in so many respects.

Even Finlay has found God.

Gordon came in last night to lock up
and he found him just sitting there.

Didn't want to disturb him.

What time was that?

At 8:30, I think he said.

For the sake of this wee lump
of rock, Jimmy,

catch this person.

Don't worry, Dad.

Hey, Finlay Caulfield looks like
he's got an alibi.

According to my dad,
he was at the chapel last night

at about 8:30,
which would make it impossible

for him to have set fire to the hide.

Angus...

Any luck?

ANGUS: Getting there.

Most passwords are run
through an algorithm

that generate a scrambled
string of characters

that can't be reversed back
to the original text.

-Right.
-ANGUS: That's called a one-way hash.

So, to crack a password
means getting a copy

of the one-way hash on the server

then using the algorithm
to generate lots of hashes

until you get a match.

Does that mean
you're getting there?

It's only a matter of when.

Right.

Okay, I think you're right.

Peter and Anna
were having an affair.

-JIMMY: Mm.

And if you're right,
then that would give Frank

a motive for killing them both.

Extreme...

Betrayal and humiliation
are extreme.

ANGUS: Bingo!

I got you in.

He was clearly on the bubble.

The what?

An expression used by surgeons
in the US military

for patients with 50 percent burns.

"On the bubble" refers
to a patient balanced

on the threshold
between life and death.

Why "bubble"?

Apparently, it relates
to the Indy 500 race in America.

If a driver was only just about
to qualify for the race proper,

and a rival posted a better time,

then the first driver's dreams
are dashed

and his bubble is burst.

Isn't that terrific?

Not if you're that driver.

Well, no.

But as a metaphor, it's...

Oh...

Hello...

What's this?

-Tosh...

There's nothing of any note
in Anna's inboxes or outboxes,

but there's this...

"Dear Professor Martinez..."
Who's that?

It's Latimer's department head
at Oxford.

Oh.

"I am duty bound by our
professional ethics to report

a distressing situation relating
to your colleague, Peter Latimer."

Oh, my God.

Latimer was fabricating
research data.

Look at the date it was written.

Two weeks before she died.

Why wasn't it sent?

Obviously something happened
to stop her.

Such as?

Well, their trip to Lerwick

was only three days later.

You think it's related?

Right. I won't be long.

How are you?

I don't know
where to put myself.

We lost someone.

It changes how you look
at the world...

...but you live.

Sandy?

Cora found a fracture
at the back of Latimer's skull.

In her view, it was almost certainly
caused by a severe blow.

Right, or a fall?

No, the location of the fracture
isn't one normally associated

with impact fractures resulting
from a fall backwards.

In Cora's view,
Latimer was hit hard from behind.

Okay, good work.

SANDY: Oh, and I've found footage
of Anna and Latimer

entering Commercial Street.

But the cameras
on Commercial Street itself

were down that day.

I'm going to try
and bridge that gap.

Right, listen, keep in touch,

'cos you're all I've got
over there, okay?

JIMMY: Frank...

Why would Peter Latimer start
fabricating his research data?

What are you talking about?

Well, I've just found the draft
of an accusatory e-mail

on Anna's computer intended
for Latimer's department head

at Oxford University.

A draft?
Written when?

Two weeks ago.

I've no idea
what all that's about.

And I have no idea
why she didn't send it.

That's not Anna.

Anna dealt with everything
in the moment, when it occurred.

That way, she could focus
on what was really important.

Right, her work.

What about her relationship
with Peter Latimer?

Is it possible that there
was something going on

between the two of them?

Did you ever have any suspicions?

No.

It never occurred to me.

Is that it?

You sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Can I go now?

For now, sure.

Are you any closer to finding
out who actually killed her? I mean, it's an island.
How difficult can it be?

Sergeant, could you take a look
at this with me?

BILLY:
What have we got?

Are the timelines
for these CCTV footages correct?

-Yeah.
-Well, then it looks to me like

when Latimer enters Commercial Street,
he's not got a bag,

and when he leaves... he has.

Sir, Sandy noticed that Latimer
was carrying a backpack

when they emerged
from Commercial Street.

And you didn't find it when
you searched Latimer's room?

And you searched his room
in the morning,

which means that it was already
have been missing

by the time
that the hide was set alight.

It was odd that he went out
that morning.

He must have known that
it was going to look suspicious.

Sure this is where
you saw Latimer, Tosh?

Yeah, over there.

Definitely, that's approximately
275 yards to there.

TOSH:
That's impressive.

JAMES: Well, I spent a lifetime
at sea, Tosh,

estimating the distance
between one wave and the other.

-Get that wrong and you can be--
-Quite literally, sunk.

Shall we...

JAMES: Are you sure you don't
want to check out the wreckage

of the Heinkel?

No, I think
it's a wee bit obvious, Dad.

What's the Heinkel?

A German plane brought down
in 1941.

It's just up
over the hill there.

Hello.

SANDY:
It's Sandy.

Sandy,
I was just about to call you.

The pathologist confirms
Cora's suspicion

about Latimer's head injury.

He would've had to have been
running backwards into a tree

at 30 miles an hour to sustain
that amount of damage.

Okay.

Any more from forensics
on Anna Blake?

They're still working
on the bruising on her face.

More as it comes through.

JIMMY:
Right.

I also want you to get on
to the Royal Bank of Scotland

in Commercial Street.

I want you to ask them
if there was a withdrawal

for £10,000 under the name
of Peter Latimer.

Okay, okay, I'll do that now.

Right, pathology have confirmed

that Peter Latimer was hit
from behind.

So, he hid the ten grand
in the morning,

knowing that we were arriving.

Why didn't he want to be found
with it on him?

He took the money out with Anna

so it's reasonable to assume
it had something to do with her.

Whatever the reason,

get on to Rhona and tell her
that we're now looking

at a double murder enquiry,

and that I think that we're looking
for the same killer for both crimes.

-JIMMY: Hi, Joe.
-I need to speak to you.

Okay.

I know who killed my mother. Okay, come on in, son.

Have a seat, if you like.

This is
Detective Sergeant McIntosh.

Hiya.

JIMMY:
Erm...

I was just about to make
a cup of tea.

Do you want one?

Right, what do you take?

Milk. JIMMY:
Just milk?

Don't you want to know?

JIMMY:
Sure.

I'm just a wee bit concerned
that it's taken you this long

to come and tell us.

Donnie Tulloch.

JIMMY:
Donnie Tulloch?

Donnie Tulloch killed your mum?

Yes.

That's a really serious
allegation, Joe.

How do you know this?

He was at the research center
that night.

Of course he was.

Cos the dance was
for Angus's 18th birthday party

and most of the island was there.

You know your mum wasn't attacked
until everyone had gone home.

So, why Donnie?

I mean, why would he do
a thing like that?

-They didn't want me there.

Donnie and my parents.

Didn't want you where?
At the dance?

JOE:
They wanted me anywhere but there.

They had an agreement
to make me stay away.

I'm sorry, Joe,
I don't understand.

You had an agreement
to stay away from the dance?

No.

From Angus.

Yes, the name is Peter Latimer.

Yes, £10,000 in cash.

Can you give that dog something
to eat?

I can't take the big doe eyes
any more.

It's for his own good.

Well, then take him for a walk,
or something.

Honestly, I cannot bear it!

Come on.

Okay, could you try...

...Dr. Peter Latimer?

JIMMY: So, did Donnie and Isobel
see you as being

a bad influence on Angus?

Donnie did.

I don't think
Isobel knew about us.

And what about Angus?

Did he feel the same way?

I thought so.

JIMMY:
Right.

And then Donnie found out
about the relationship?

He saw us together...

Hit the roof.

So, your parents agreed
to send you away?

My mother did.

But you came back
on Angus's 18th birthday?

JOE:
Yeah.

And you came back
to make a point?

I suppose so.

Hi, Sandy.

They got into an argument
that night, Donnie and Mum.

He blames her for me
turning up out of the blue.

Said she wasn't taking
the situation seriously enough.

Right, first things first.

Donnie's in the wrong
about this, Joe,

but there's absolutely
no evidence

to connect him with any crime.

Covering up for your friend?

JIMMY:
No, son.

But I can't go around
accusing people of murder

based on nothing.

Peter Latimer didn't withdraw
£10,000 from his bank account.

Anna withdrew it from hers.

It smells like some sort of payoff. But for what?

Where are you going?

I need to go and talk to Donnie
about Joe.

I need some straight answers.

Donnie?

Hello.

Didn't think
we'd see you today.

-Fine, fine.

Is Donnie here?

He's in the kitchen, he smelt
my scones from over the road.

He's got a nose
like a bloodhound.

Hello.

Some serious baking
going on in there.

So I see.

-Hi.
-Hi.

What are you two doing?

Just playing some stupid game.

Yeah, it's for kids, really.
We're regressing.

Maybe that's no bad thing.

Jimmy, you can't stop them
growing up,

no matter how much you want to.

I know, but it doesn't stop you
worrying about them, though.

How is she?

She's fine, she's fine.

-Right.

No, I want to talk to Donnie.

Thought I heard your voice.

You got time for a wee chat
in private?

Oh, sounds serious.

-JIMMY: Mm-hmm.
-The kitchen's all yours.

Thanks, Mum.

DONNIE: I was thinking
about you today, actually.

JIMMY:
Why was that?

I was up
by the South Lighthouse,

reminded me of the time we
broke in there, do you remember?

No, I remember
that you broke in there.

No, it was your idea,
I was just the muscle.

That was the same summer
there was those, erm...

...geography students
got stranded, wasn't it?

That's right.

You and me and 15 girls.

Happy days, eh?

I need to ask you a couple
of questions.

Fire away.

Did you and Anna Blake have
an argument the night she died?

No, why would we?

Just somebody said
they overheard you and her

having words, that's all.

Who?

Well, if it didn't happen,
it doesn't matter, does it?

We had a discussion. It was a wee bit heated.

About what?

It's personal, Jimmy.

JIMMY: Why didn't you tell me this before?

It's got nothing to do
with what happened.

That's for me to decide.

Are you interviewing me here?

Is that what this is?

I need to know things like this.

It helps me see the big picture.

It was about the kids.

Joe's been leading Angus astray.

He's bad news, Jimmy,
he's a troubled boy.

Anna had her head in the sand
about the whole thing.

You're not thinking I had
something to do with her death?

I never said that.

Jimmy...

You really think I could do
something like that?

I don't think
anything of the sort. I'll tell you this, though.

It's not just Anna Blake
who could stick her head in the sand.

-I've just had a thought.

I'm not sure if it's a good thought,
but it's a thought.

JIMMY:
Well, try me.

Well, if we're looking for proof
of an affair between Latimer

and Anna, then who better
to ask than Finlay?

He's been recording
every detail of her life

for the past few months,
hasn't he?

Potato scones.

That's what used to pass
for a vegetable in my house.

Don't look so concerned, Finlay.

I'm just going to ask you
a couple of questions.

That is excellent news,
thank you.

The storm's moved over
to Iceland.

Commercial flights are due
to resume in three hours.

The new research group
will be arriving soon.

So we can go?

Better tell Finlay, he'll be pleased.

JIMMY: You took 362
photographs of Anna Blake.

You must have spent quite a bit
of time watching her,

so you must have seen things

and heard things
that no-one else did.

I'm not a gossip,
Detective Inspector.

Mm.

When I spoke to you earlier,

you told me that Anna Blake
could have any man she wanted.

So, did she want Peter Latimer?

I...

It doesn't feel right
talking about her like this.

She did something stupid,
and she regretted it.

What

-Briefly.

It didn't last any longer
than three weeks.

It had started
when Latimer first arrived.

Why did it end?

She grew tired of him.

He was flattered
by her attention,

and then, when she withdrew it,
he slunk back to the bottle.

And did Frank know? Not at first.

JIMMY:
But he found out?

Yeah.

Angus still over seeing Cassie?

He is, aye.

ISOBEL:
What's wrong, Donnie?

It's nothing.

I know when something's wrong.

I saw Jimmy on the road back.

He asked me a couple
of questions. He asked you a couple
of questions?

DONNIE:
Aye.

About what?

Forget about it,
it doesn't matter.

Finlay said
I'd find you up here.

I needed to give myself
something to do.

Do you mind if we have a word?

Come in.

So has there been a development?

Yeah.
In a manner of speaking.

Erm, it's about Anna
and Peter Latimer.

Right.

We have a statement that says
that they were having an affair.

What?

I'm sorry to break it
to you like that,

but I had a feeling
that maybe you suspected,

after you told me
that your wife was not perfect.

No, no, you misunderstood,
I was referring--

Okay, you have to stop
lying to me.

I don't know whose reputation
you're trying to protect,

whether it's your own, or your wife's,
but whichever way it is,

you have to start being straight
with me now.

It didn't seem relevant.

It wasn't the first time.

Of course it's relevant,
especially if it's not the first time.

She promised me
that it had stopped.

You know...

...all that.

The... The affairs.

I hated it.

I hated it.

But I learned to live with it.

You should have told me.

You should have also told me
about Anna sending Joe away.

Anna only did that
to protect him.

I know it may not look like the
perfect marriage to you but...

...we loved each other.

JIMMY:
Tosh.

Finlay's confirmed that Anna
and Peter Latimer

were having an affair,
and Frank knew about it.

-Yeah, I don't think Anna realized that.

I think
she was trying to protect him.

Did you mention the ten grand?

No, I didn't want to finish him
off with the notion

that Anna might have also been
planning to leave him.

She wasn't, was she?

No, I know that, but it might
have occurred to Frank.

Maybe when Anna told Latimer
about the e-mail, he threatened her back
with telling Frank about them.

She knew
it would break Frank in half.

That would certainly explain
why the e-mail was never sent.

And possibly the £10,000 payoff.

-Mm.

Isobel, you can't be in here. ISOBEL:
I need to talk to you, Jimmy.

That's fine,
but we should go outside.

But what's going on?
Why did you question Donnie?

Come on, let's go for a walk.

Was he having an affair with
Joe Blake's mum, was that it?

No, it's nothing like that.

I mean, I don't even think

it's something you should be
that worried about.

Look, I was the first girl
who ever let you kiss her.

You owe me.

Talk to Donnie.

Talk to him about Angus and Joe.

Okay?

It'll be fine.

TOSH:
I've got Sandy on the line.

He was checking out Latimer

and he came across a conference
in Hawaii eight years ago

that Latimer was presenting a paper at,
you're gonna want to hear this.

Okay, put him on speaker phone.

Okay, Sandy, what have you got?

Also giving a paper
at the same conference...

...Dr. Bill Warren.

Latimer's CV is relatively
short and uninteresting

because of his age and the fact
that he's not very prolific.

So I just thought I'd do some
more research on Bill Warren.

And he found this,
taken at Infotaka in 1997.

It's a research station
on a nature reserve in Malaysia.

This is Bill Warren 17 years ago.

And this woman whose waist
he has his arm so comfortably around...

JIMMY: Is Anna Blake.

And one more thing,
there is also an online blog

written by Bill
and his 12-year-old son, David,

when they took a trip of a lifetime
to the Galapagos Islands in 2009.

Is there a picture of the boy?

He looks just like Joe Blake.

SANDY: Yes, but it is definitely
David Warren.

He died of leukemia
six months after the trip was made. It was because he had terminal
leukemia that they went.

JIMMY: So Anna Blake
and Bill Warren were in Malaysia

17 years ago.

Anna Blake's son, Joe, is 17...

Need to rewind a bit.

Bill Warren said that
before he came to Fair Isle he didn't know Anna Blake,
except through her work.

So he lied,
and I think we all know why.

Dr. Warren.

You waiting on someone?

Sort of, the planes are flying again.

We managed to get seats
on the 6:30.

I was just looking to see
if I could spot it coming in.

JIMMY: You've got just enough time
to answer a couple of questions.

Yes, of course, if it will help.
I'll just let my wife know.

It's okay, it won't take long.

Just come into the reading room.

All right.

All right, Is?
Cup of tea?

Yeah.

Angus, can you go up
to your room, please?

I'm not five, you know.

ISOBEL: I just want to talk
to your dad in private.

Go on.

Christ, I can barely get you
out of the bloody room

and now you want to be
in the belly of the kirk?

Go on!

Go on, Angus.

Talk to me about Joe Blake now.

FRANK:
Joe.

Where have you been

We need to talk.

Bit late for talking,
don't you think?

I should never have agreed
to you being sent away.

It was wrong.

But at the time we thought that...

...maybe a bit of breathing space...

...you know...

With your mother,

I didn't always feel that I had
the right to intervene.

But you're my son. And I love you.

You made me feel ashamed
of who I am.

I know, and that
will never happen again.

I promise.

JIMMY: Did you know that Anna
had fallen pregnant?

No.

We maintained contact
for a year or so afterwards,

professional contact,
and she made no mention of a child.

So you had no idea
that you had a son?

None.

But when you arranged
the placement here...

I knew it was her, of course.
Eighteen years is a long time.

There was no reason to suppose
that it would affect

our working relationship here,
and it didn't.

It didn't occur to you that
every time she mentioned Joe,

she was talking about--

She wasn't in the habit
of talking about him.

Joe wasn't here in my time
on Fair Isle

so I never came across him.

Until the dance.

Tessa said that she had seen
a boy on the boat

who looked so much like David it
broke her heart all over again.

We've seen a photograph.

He looked like a lovely boy,
Dr. Warren.

We were extremely close.

I'm sorry...

No, it's okay, it's okay,
just take your time.

When I found out
that Joe was Anna's son,

I put two and two together.

JIMMY: And what?
You confronted her with that?

Yes.

Anna told me that she discovered
she was pregnant on the flight

home from Malaysia,
and as was her character,

by the time the flight had landed

she'd decided that it was in the
best interests of all concerned

that I remain blissfully ignorant

while she and Frank bring up
the child as theirs.

When I knew the truth...

...I felt like I'd lost two children.

I couldn't believe
she'd done that to me,

denied me the chance
to be a father.

How did that make you feel? Worse.

I suppose I'd suppressed so much
that I just couldn't any more.

I wanted to kill her.

And...

And that's what I did.

JIMMY: Let me get this straight.

You're saying
you killed Anna Blake

because she hid the fact
that you had a son together?

Yes, that's right.

Hi, Sandy, what have you got?

The forensic analysis
of the bruising on Anna's face

has just come through.

There is one key finding.

JIMMY: Okay, let's just go over
what actually happened, okay?

I don't think
it could be any clearer, do you?

To you, maybe.

Okay, so, you're saying
that when you found out

that Joe was your son

and that Anna had kept that
from you, you were furious?

-Yes.
-And during an argument, you what...

You lashed out at her?

Yes, that's right, I struck her.

Sorry, with which hand?

Um... my left.

Anna tried to push me
out of the laboratory.

I'm ashamed to say
that I knocked her to the floor.

JIMMY:
And left her to die of her injuries.

Oh, God!

It was a moment of madness.

It's something that I will
have to live with for the rest of my life.

Let me see your left hand.

Within the bruise...

...there's a mark that was left
by a hand with a ring on it.

You don't wear a ring.

But your wife, Tessa, does.

Are you trying
to protect your wife? No, it was me.

Why on earth would she do that?

Well, let's find out.

Tosh, go and find Mrs. Warren
and hold her in the common room.

Please...

So, Peter Latimer?

Did he hear something?
Did he see something?

Latimer knew
that something had happened.

He said he was sure there was
a perfectly simple explanation.

Clearly,
he was going to blackmail us.

I couldn't allow that to happen.

Not to Tess.

Sir,
Mrs. Warren's not in the center.

Finlay says he saw her walking
south towards the cliffs.

No, wait, you just stay here.

I'll go and find her.

JIMMY:
Tessa.

If you think this is
the only choice you've got...

...it isn't, you know.

What about your husband?

Some people look at all
this terrible beauty

and they see the hand of God in it.

But where was God
when my David died?

Where was God then?

She didn't know what it was like
to lose a child.

I simply asked her
to let Bill into Joe's life,

so he could be a father again.

She didn't care.

She just turned away.

I don't know where God was
when your son died...

...or my wife, for that matter.

But killing yourself isn't going
to make anything better, Tessa.

It's just going to make
everything that wee bit harder

for everybody who loves you
and cares about you.

Whatever you say now,

I know you didn't mean to kill Anna.
Nobody thinks you did.

But somebody has to be punished.

Not like this.

Tessa.

Come on.

Please.

I know...

Come on.

JIMMY:
Thanks, Mum.

MARY:
Absolutely any time.

Cassie's a lovely girl.

You're doing a fine job.

Do you think so?

Yes.

Bye, Ma.

And maybe when you're over next
month getting your hair done,

I'll take Jimmy for a pint
and we'll catch up proper.

JIMMY:
I'd like that, aye.

All right, Donnie?

DONNIE: I'll see you, Jimmy, yeah?
Sorry for being an idiot.

See you.

-Thanks.
-JIMMY: You'll be fine.

And next time
you're over on the mainland,

you know you're always welcome,
come stay with us.

-I'd like that.
-All right.

Thanks.

-JIMMY: Bye, Angus.
-ANGUS: Cheers.

CASSIE:
See you next time, Grandad.

In the meantime,
watch out for the boys.

Which ones?

All of them,
Lerwick's a big place.

So, I'll see you for a pint?

It's a date.
Life's too short, Jimmy.

I know.

Tosh, how are your sea legs?

Why?

Well, 'cos if you thought
the flight over was rough,

I think you're about to experience
the true meaning of the word.

But just remember, it was you
that insisted on sailing.

TOSH: Anything's better
than the death plane.

I'll see you, Dad.

Not so long next time.

I just wanted to have a wee word
with you about Angus.

I know he's gay, so what?

Okay.