All language subtitles for Guilt (2019) - 01x02 - Episode 2.MTB.English.C.edit.Addic7ed.com

♪ The cattle are prowlin' ♪

♪ The coyotes are howlin' ♪

♪ Way out where the doggies bawl ♪

♪ Where spurs are a-jinglin' ♪

♪ A cowboy is singin' ♪

♪ This lonesome cattle call ♪

♪ He rides in the sun
till his day's work is done ♪

♪ And he rounds up
the cattle each fall ♪

I'm afraid I've got
a confession to make.

It won't be easy.

But it's something I need to do.

I drove past your house yesterday.

Well, I suppose your old house.

Yeah.

I'm in a wee flat in Pilton.

- Jesus!
- Oh, it's only temporary.

You were saying?

I drove past your house
and I saw your wife.

My angel.

Hold that thought, Kenny.

Hold that thought.

Because...

...well, there was a man there.

Leaving.

Fuck.

And there was a goodbye kiss,

which was both protracted and
performed, frankly,

with significant gusto by both parties.

Oh, no!

No...

Listen, you need some time to yourself.

Why don't you give me the paint
sample? I've got a few loose ends

to tie up today on the Walter front,
I can take it to the lab myself.

They've already got it.

The sample, it's, er, it's at the lab.

I get up early these days.

Get up, say thanks for the day ahead,

you know, wired into a grapefruit.

Cheers, Kenny.

Cheers, Max.

Tell, me, Max, erm...

...when you say, "kiss"...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the fu...?
There's voddie in there, Max.

No, it's lemonade, you asked
for lemonade, didn't you?

I did. But this bears the
unmistakable scent of cheap voddie.

- Well, I don't see how it could...
- Regret, that's what that smells

like to me, Max.
Terrible, terrible regret.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry, Kenny.

Let me stick a fuckin'
rocket up Jaffa's arse

and get you your lemonade!

Or red wine?

Sorry?

Huge health benefits,
great for the ticker.

Just a lemonade please, Max.

- Lager tops? Sportsman's pint.
- A lemonade.

Kenny, you deserve a proper drink.

I know what you're doing, Max.

I know why you told me about my wife.

I know why you wanted to meet me here.

And I know why there's
voddie in that glass.

You're challenging me, Max.

Like a good friend should.

You want to know if New Kenny's real.

- Not particularly.
- Well, yes, he is, Max. Yes, he is.

And New Kenny has many rivers to cross

and this new mystery man,

this driveway Casanova

he's just another river.

New Kenny's real, Max,

and New Kenny's strong...

...and New Kenny's going back to work.

That was such a good class, wasn't it?

Hey.

Oh, hey.

I was getting worried.

Top-three murdered solo artists.

Lennon, Tupac, Sam Cooke.

Wow, that was... weirdly quick.

You know that after Sam Cooke died,
his wife married Bobby Womack

and his daughter married
Womack's brother?

God, how do I know this shit?

I like it.

Well, that's lucky, cos I don't
have much else in my locker.

No, you don't.

Well, other than the whole
sort of boyish thing which,

without putting words in your mouth,
is probably quite endearing.

Not seeing it.

Oh, it's very subtle.

I want you to have
these, for your store.

I don't even know how
I begin trying to ship 'em home.

No, I couldn't do that!

Come on, they must be worth something.

Oh, they are, but it's a collection.

It's like a family built with love.
It needs to stay together.

And the longer they're here,
the longer I can be here

to educate you about them.

Hi, Angie, I'm so sorry
to bother you, but I was...

I understand if you were confused.

Oh, confused, right.

It was late at night and
I presume, respectfully,

that your eyes are shot to pieces?

Well, they're no' great,
son, they're no' great.

And I'm sorry to hear that.

Very kind.

So, I dunno what you think you saw,

but what you actually saw were two
Samaritans helping an old man home.

Samaritans, right.

- Hm.
- So there we go.

There we go.

Right, then.

20 grand.

- Sorry?!
- You heard me.

I've just told you what happened.

- Now, I...
- You killed him.

Right.

- You listen to me very...
- With your car.

You and the other lad.

You killed him.

I'm going to give you five, which
is ridiculous and certainly

isn't an admission of anything,
but I'm going to give you five...

20.

Ten.

20.

- It's too much.
- Pfft.

No' with that car you drive.

Nor with what you did.

I can't get my hands
on that kind of money

without someone noticing it's gone.

Lie.

Oh, for fff...

- What have I missed?
- Just some grapefruit stuff.

- I think that's the most recent.
- Mm-hm.

Oh, it looks like a wee birthday party.

- Yeah.
- Started without me?

Hi, Max.

Kenny, a quick reminder, any
updates should go through me first

- and not the client.
- I'm happy to get them directly.

- It's not a good idea.
- Why not?

Things can get confusing.

Well, that's true.

I just wanted a photo of
Walter for the legwork.

Ah, oh.

His last movements and so on.

Is there anything else I can do?

Er, it's worth taking a look at his
financials, if you can find them.

- The root of all evil and whatnot.
- I'll try.

Walter kept things kind of loose.

But the really interesting
one's the paint fragments.

They should be back from the
lab in a couple of days.

Oh, I'm not sure how
interesting they'll be.

Well, if it's car paint then
that's interesting, Max.

I mean, that's very interesting.

- We'd get model type, factory.
- Cup of tea?

Maybe even the garage
the car was bought from.

I think there's some...

So, wait, there might
have been an accident?

Would that explain the bruising?

What paint fragments would explain
is that at some point your uncle,

while wearing those trousers,
came into some kind of contact

with a car,

which isn't exactly the
revelation that Kenny here

- seems to be suggesting it is.
- Could be nothing.

Could be everything.

This could drag on a bit.

So, we can e-mail you of our updates...

Hey, you know what? I'm going to be
right here till Kenny's done.

I'll have a cup of tea, Jake.
Nice cup of tea.

I thought you said you could handle her?

I thought you said you
could handle Kenny.

- Oh, I'm dealing with it.
- Because if those paint samples

come back then they'll
see it's your car.

Just to make things easy,

just assume that everything you
think, I've already thought.

Right, it's just that
to the untrained eye

it appears you've done fuck-all.

- You have no idea what I've done.
- What does that mean?

It means I'm keeping things
very simple for you.

I'll take care of everything else,
all you have to do is keep her

in check until we get her
out the country, OK?

- Jake?
- Yeah, OK.

Cock.

Well, you might notice some money
coming out the joint account.

What for?

Jake's shop's in trouble.
I'm just going to...

...clear his debts and help him get
back on an even keel sort of thing.

The shop's always been in trouble.

You find it funny.

- I don't find it funny.
- Yeah, you do.

Yeah, maybe a bit.
But he seems different now.

- He's making an effort.
- Because of Angie?

Exactly.

Yeah, I think there are a
few changes he could do

to turn things round, you know?

Or, you know, at least fail slower.

How much?

Um...

...I think it's about 20 grand.

What?!

Yeah, I know it seems like a lot.

It doesn't sound like a lot, Max.

It sounds insane.

- Well...
- No.

- It doesn't have to be twen...
- No,

you have done more than enough for him.

I mean, you bought him that place.

If he's that bad at running
it, he should just jack it in.

OK.

I thought you had someone
looking after his books.

You're right, you're right.

I'll just give him
some advice, that's all.

Sorry, Claire, I don't know
what came over me.

I'm getting a bit...

...whatever. Sentimental.

Not like me.

No.

Hey, so, I'm not a stalker.

Solid start.

But you've really dodged
the social media bullet.

Yeah. My ex was kind of controlling.

Don't get me wrong, I like it.
It's cool.

Stay above the fray and all that.

It's Dylan-esque.

In a good way.

Man, there's a lifetime of crap in here.

See you later, bye.

I've been very patient.

You have.

But it's time to face reality,
and the reality is

that I'm a respected lawyer
with no criminal record,

and a LOT of friends in this city.

Oh, that's very impressive.

And the problem you have with
your somewhat ham-fisted attempt

at blackmail is what's called
an evidentiary deficit,

which means you've got nothing,

which means you're getting nothing.

Cheers, pal.

Isn't the idea that they buy something?

He's from my accountant.

This was my dad's favourite album.

Then your dad was a great man.

We were at Rick Danko's last gig.

What, you were at The Arc?

I took Dad for his birthday.

His eyes were shot to shit by
then so we sat at the front

and I had to tell him what Rick was
wearing, what he was drinking.

I asked if we could meet Rick
afterwards and he bought dad a drink,

and they talked about Hank Williams.

Dad said it was the
best night of his life,

which, seeing as I was born at
night, was kind of a mixed message.

You OK?

No.

I guess that's me busted.

I was an ugly kid.

Oh, look at that hair.

Why did they let me leave the house?

Whoa, what's this? So... that's you?

Of course it's me.

And I know it's not great, but what
did you look like as a teenager?

Well, kind of like this.

Well, between that and this is 20
years of teasing, bullying,

gyms, diets, eating disorders,
shame, and the shitload

of insecurities that have drawn me
to some truly atrocious men.

So, you know, all the good stuff.

I'm sorry, it's just a bit confusing.

It's OK.

And you didn't need to
do any of that stuff.

What do you mean?

Well, because you're,
you're, you're perfect.

Well, I mean, no-one's perfect,

that would be ridiculous,
but you're not far off it.

You know, you're just
a sort of good 95% all round,

if that makes any sense. But I'm
getting away from the main point,

which is you didn't need to do it.

Thank you.

And if you don't mind, I'm going to
take this and, you know, burn it.

So, I was thinking we could go
for a drink, discuss a few things,

obviously starting
with that guy's shorts.

Sorry, but I need to shoot off.

- OK.
- But I'm texting you my address.

Why?

Well, I thought you
could swing by sometime.

OK, yeah, maybe.

Claire, when I said that I like
women, what I really meant

is that I like women like you,

and I'm sorry if that makes
you uncomfortable but,

well, I wanted to say it.

Right, well...

...thanks.

I mean, obviously, I've saved the
address just so I have it for,

you know, Christmas cards or whatever.

Not that anyone sends Christmas
cards any more,

- which I think is a real shame.
- I'll see you later.

OK, yeah.

Maybe.

Oh... fuck.

Who's that?

A friend.

Who?

Angie.

What do you two even talk about?

Loads of stuff.

Ooh, such as?

About things in my life, Max.

All seems a bit...

...unnecessary.

I wanted to talk to another human
being about things in my life,

that's what normal people do.

Yeah, why her?

I don't know.

Maybe because you made us move out
of town to this soulless shithole.

How many soulless shitholes
have a four-car garage?

Maybe because the only time we go
out is when we're meeting

who you call high-calibre people,
which means pricks, Max.

- Actually, it means pricks.
- OK, Claire, I get it.

I called her and I like her and I'll
probably call her again, so fuck you.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I'll get home from work
tomorrow at a decent time

and we'll... go for some dinner, OK?

How about that place
that you love and I hate?

I promise.

We'll go out, we'll have a drink and

you can tell me all those things.

Rather than her.

OK.

Good.

♪ Summer was high ♪

♪ When you caught my eye ♪

♪ Though I was pledged to another ♪

♪ The feeling was strong
when you came along ♪

♪ Now Lord only knows how I suffer ♪

Something weird was going on with
Walter's money before he died.

Oh, yeah?

He gave it away. Like, all of it.

From the statements
I think it was cheques,

but I haven't found them yet.

I suppose if he knew he was dying

you can't take it with you.

Or maybe he didn't know he was doing it.

Feels a wee bit dramatic.

You said that Max used
to be Walter's attorney?

Yeah, until Max got too
big for that stuff.

Would he have handled Walter's money?

Look...

...I can't pretend that Max is big on
the right and wrong vibe,

but all he's ever wanted to be is
someone with a flash office, a car,

and a house and wife,
very possibly in that order.

He wouldn't risk it all just to
steal a few quid from your uncle.

And if I ever thought Max had done
something as shitey as that,

then I'd shop him myself.

Now, you probably think
you know Rod Stewart.

I feel like I know him
as much as I need to.

No, you know late Stewart.

Late Stewart was one of the great
artistic collapses of our time.

I'm going to introduce you to early
Stewart, and believe me,

once you've met early Stewart,
things will never be the same.

It's gone. I ca...

I really don't know
what else to say, it's...

God's sake, Kenny!

I've never heard of a lab
losing a sample before.

I mean, misplaced maybe, or
corrupted in some way,

but never just, pfft-pfft.

It's negligence, Kenny.

That's what this is.

Have you still got the trousers,
we could take another sample.

No, they're washed.
Jake found them a little creepy.

Kenny.

OK...

It breaks my heart to
have to do this, it really does,

but I'm afraid we're going
to have to let you go.

Argh...

Are we?

Angie, this isn't about your case.

This is reputational
damage to my practice.

There's a wider context.

Yeah, I'm starting to think there is.

No, but Max is right. We've lost a
critical line of investigation.

I've got to throw myself
on the old sword.

Well done, Kenny.

You come out of this with
a measure of dignity.

Drop in your invoice to me, sometime.

Jake, let's go. Angie, I feel like
I've said this before,

but I hope you enjoyed your time
here and safe journey home.

Yeah, you've said that before.

Jake, shall we?

I'll hang here for a bit.

No, Jake, I don't think that would be

- a good...
- No, let's catch up later.

I need to sort some
shit out before I go.

Oh, right.

Cool.

I'm sorry, Angie.

I really wanted to get this one
right, I really did. But I just...

Sorry.

Kenny.

What do you think happened?

Maybe there was some funny
business going on internally

that the police couldn't see.

You don't think it was the cancer?

Keep looking.

Was that you?

I'll not burden you with
that knowledge, Jake.

Well, was it?

I mean, no-one got hurt along the
way, I take it, other than Kenny,

but he'll be OK.

- Will he be OK?
- I took care of it, Jake.

OK.

Thanks.

I took care of the Angie thing.

What Angie thing?

We need to sort this place
out, it's embarrassing.

I'll look in here, it's here somewhere.

It's cool, she explained it.

She lost weight, changed her whole look.

It can be hard for women, Max,
all that body image stuff.

Can be absolutely crippling.

Here we go, gents.

That's her.

- And you ID'd her and so on?
- Of course.

I couldn't settle the estate
till she signed for the records.

Where'd you find her?

A family friend. She's from Chicago.

I did a wee bit of Connery for her.

- The Untouchables.
- Oh, great movie.

Film. OK, thanks, Henry.

Jake just wanted to check,

the record collection's worth a
few quid, and, you know...

- I run a clean business.
- 'Course.

Look at your brother here, hey.

High flier.

So he tells me.

- No, I don't.
- Repeatedly.

I remember when he set up by himself,

took on that big office right
in the arse-end of the recession.

Everybody thought he was crackers.

Well, fair play to you, Max.

No, you've gone from
strength to strength.

Well, thanks for your time, Henry.

Could be nothing.

Could be everything.

Oh, this is a great day, Jake.

Believe it or not, this is a GREAT day.

What's wrong with ya?

Fuck, it's over, Jake, it's done.

As of right now, we can...

...get back to normal life.

What if I don't want to, Max?

What if I don't want to
get back to normal life?

Jake, I know that... on some level

maybe all this added a measure
of excitement to your life

that isn't... I mean,
it's not missing, it's just

a different sort of...

Who have the Hibs got on Saturday?

- I thought you were a fan?
- I am a fan.

How many games have you
been to since relegation?

Oh...

You know what I did after relegation?

- I bought a season ticket.
- Hm.

It's called loyalty, Max.

- Right.
- It's called keeping the faith.

It's called having fuck-all else to do.

Is it nice, Max?

Is it nice with your job
and your money and Claire?

Yes, Jake, as shallow
as it might appear,

I take great comfort in having
a good job and money and Claire,

- and not living above a chip shop.
- It's a pizzeria.

Does it do chips?

Is this about her?

She's going, Jake,

and it's for the best.

And it might not seem like
that now, but it really, really is.

Let me be very clear, Jake.

It's time for her to go and
you need to make that happen.

OK?

OK.

Ayr United.

On Saturday.

They're playing Ayr United.

I told the others, it
was a dummy camera.

"Others"?

Walter's friends, two of them.

White-haired guy,

drives a nice motor.

I've seen him around the place.

Right.

Sorry I can't be more help.

Listen, pal,

I'm just clearing things up
for Walter's family.

I'm not interested in you

and I'm not interested in
whatever level of disability allowance

a part-time limp gets you these days.

I fell down a manhole,

working on the bins.

I'm not interested in you.

But that's not a dummy camera.

- Night, John.
- Night, Max.

Oh, you had a visitor.

Some wee old lady.

She left you this.

Right.

Wee bit of gingerbread there.

I mean, that's it...

...more or less.

What was that?

Oh, yeah, that.

I mean, all you can really
tell is there's two of them.

Has anyone else seen this?

No.

- Is he in?
- Yeah.

Oh, Max. What a pleasant surprise.

How much?

20 grand.

You've got 20 grand, Max.

I do, but this would be less...

...visible.

Is there anything for me to worry about?

No.

I'll work it into your
payments over time.

No problem, Max.

I've not seen you look like this before.

- Like what?
- The others.

Thanks, Cameron.

He said it's a dummy camera.

Well, he's not a man
who wants attention.

He's on all the benefits they're
trying to do away with.

Don't worry about him.

He doesn't know what you did.

And don't worry about the niece.

Who?

I've seen you both
keeping an eye on her.

Very clever.

So, who does this cover?

Me.

I'm the only one who knows what you did.

I'm the only one who knows what that is.

That isn't anything.
You can't even see that it's...

You can't see anything.

Well, that wouldn't be the end of it.

But it could be the start of it.

Are there any other copies?

No.

This is it.

This is you done.

I don't have to give you this,

but I'm choosing to do so

because I want to move on.

This is my decision.

You look tired, son.

I am tired.

I'm not surprised.

After everything you've done, after...

...everything you've been through.

Well, you can leave all
that right here with me.

Let it go, son.

Oh, sh...

Oh, fine. OK.

Claire?

I was just in the area,
so I thought I'd, you know...

It's just a hello, really.

Hello.

Hi.

I don't think I should come in.

We're closed, Kenny.

Sorry, Max, um...

I just popped in on the
off-chance, to hand in my invoice.

Out of interest,

did you ever speak to any of
Walter's neighbours?

No.

What, none?

No.

Hm.

It's just that I've been
chatting to the...

Well, all the best, Kenny.

Thanks, Max.

Oh, thanks.

You OK?

Yeah.

I like your place.

I bet you've got a nice house.

I hate my house.

I should go.

No.

You shouldn't.

Shit!

I know, I know,

I know I've been a dick.

And not just today,
I know that. It's just...

It's just that things have been...

...so busy with work and everything.

- You wouldn't believe.
- I don't care.

Claire, please, just listen to me.

I'll be honest.

The last few days, or week,
whatever it's been...

...has been... hard, Claire.

It's been really hard.

But I've done it.

I've done it.

Everything's normal now.

Me and you.

So, come on. Let's go out.

It's too late.

I know, Claire.

I know, but please,
let's just move on from here,

because everything will be different.

I'll be different.

I'm just tired.

I need a shower, and then...

Let's just stay in, shall we?

Yeah... yeah.

Of course.

Hey, this isn't a good time.

OK, listen, just let me
say this or I won't get it out.

OK, I'm listening.

When I was younger and in the band,

it looked just for a minute
that we were going to make it,

and then it turned to shit and,
well, I've just sort of drifted,

I suppose, and I felt...

...more and more scared, if I'm
honest, really fucking scared.

And then I met you,
and I know it's not been long

and it's pretty odd circumstances
and tragic too with your uncle

and that, but...

...I just feel like things are
going to get better for me.

And I suppose what I'm saying,
and I've gone round the houses

on it here, but what
I'm saying is that...

...I want you to stay.

Yeah, I'm staying.

♪ You must leave now ♪

♪ Take what you need ♪

♪ You think will last ♪

♪ But whatever you wish to keep ♪

♪ You better grab it fast ♪

♪ Yonder stands your orphan with his gun ♪

♪ Crying like a fire in the sun ♪

♪ Look out, baby ♪

♪ The saints are coming through ♪

♪ And it's all over now, Baby Blue ♪

♪ The highway is for gamblers ♪

♪ Better use your sense ♪

♪ Take what you have
gathered from coincidence ♪

♪ The empty-handed
painter from your streets ♪

♪ Is drawing crazy
patterns on your sheets ♪

♪ The sky, too, is falling in over you ♪

Why are you still here?

Because I think you lied to me

about what happened, about what this is.

It's time for you to go home.

I'm not going anywhere
until I know what you did.

What we did.

♪ Well, strike another match ♪

♪ Yeah, go start anew ♪

♪ Go start anew ♪

♪ Cos it's all over now, Baby Blue ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ It's all over, it's all over now ♪

♪ Baby Blue ♪

♪ It's all ♪

♪ It's all over now ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ It's all over now ♪

♪ All over now ♪