All language subtitles for Shetland S03E04

Do you know a boy called
Robbie Morton?

The whole family knows that
he's in trouble.

Robbie Morton
and Michael Thompson,

they're father and son.

DS Asha Israni.

Michael Thompson's
dedicated handler.

Arthur McCall.

That's who Michael Thompson
was testifying against.

McCall is a free man.

You're investigating a crime.

A crime that works to my advantage.

- Two shots.
- That's a professional hit.

Michael Thompson was trying
to renegotiate the terms

- of his Witness Protection deal.
- Freya.

And he wanted her to be
part of his new life.

Freya...

He said that what he had to
tell them was too explosive

to be trusted to one junior fiscal.

A guy by the name of Brian McDade.

Brian McDade hasn't
been at work for two days.

The shooter had help on Shetland.

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SHETLAND

Season 3
Episode 04 of 6

Bella!

What are you doing?!

Bella!

There's no fire.

I promise you, Bella, there's
nothing to be frightened of.

You're all right,
Bella, darling.

You're OK, you're OK now.

You're all right now.

Go back to bed, Alec!

It's all right, sweetheart, come on.

How are you feeling?

The doctors told me it would be OK
to ask you a few questions.

Is that all right?

Do you have any idea what
happened to you?

Someone at the camping bod,
they told me...

about a walk.

I caught the bus.

He must have followed me.

Who?
Michael?

Is that because he knew

you'd smashed up his
girlfriend's workshop?

You weren't looking at him...

Leanne,

when you got off the bus,

did you see anybody?

No.

No-one, no-one at all?

OK, what happened is...

..is that you got shot.

Now, you weren't
the intended target.

Michael Maguire's real name

was Michael Thompson.

He's dead.

Now, he had his own story,
you just got caught up in it.

You were unlucky.

Robbie?

We still don't know
who killed Robbie.

But I don't think it was Michael.

Now, when you saw them
together on the ferry

did it look to you as though they'd
met

by accident or by arrangement?

Er, I don't know.

OK.

They're nice flowers.

The place that Robbie
worked sent them.

Right, look...

It's only small...

..but I figured, if you're going to
be stuck here for a while...

"SHETLAND FOL TALES"

Here's a theory.

What if it was a pure fluke

that Michael and Robbie bumped
into each other on that ferry?

What if it was the first time

that they'd seen one another
since Robbie was a kid?

And Robbie recognises Michael

but Michael, knowing
that he has to stay hidden,

pushes him away,

and says, you know,
he's made a mistake, or whatever.

So, he waits for
Leanne to go asleep,

and then, he goes to try
and find his dad.

And then he sees
something that he shouldn't see.

- Like what?
- Somebody following Michael.

Passing information
back to the gunman.

- A scout?
- Yeah. Just a theory.

Whatever happened
on that ferry I don't like...

.. that McCall's gunman
had help on Shetland.

I don't like that his
reach extends this far.

Boss!
It's Tosh on the line.

OK, just put her on speakerphone.

So, it turns out King's Cafe
isn't a chippy anymore.

You can't get a special fish supper
after work.

I'm not convinced
the march of progress in this city

is going in the right direction.

All right. You had any luck
tracing Brian McDade?

Nothing from the hospitals, and his
family haven't heard from him for days.

I've put flags on his phone,
his passport,

his numberplates, his bank cards.

Other than that I've got a list
of his friends

that I'm going to
start following up.

Tommy's promised someone to help,
but I'll believe it when I see it.

OK. Well, keep us posted.

Will do.

So, what now?

Well, someone moved the gunman's car

after he was done,
and we don't know where to.

- But we do have the tyre tracks...
- Hello, Lerwick Police Station.

..so let's use them.
Sandy, get on to Forensics,

see if they can find
what we're looking for -

size of vehicle, type of tyres...

- Boss.
- Billy.

- It's the sound lab.
- Yeah?

They've managed to
clean up the message

Michael left on Freya
Galdie's answering machine.

Freya, I wanted to commit to you.

I did.
Too late now, Freya...

..I want you to...
burn...

..Level Nine...

..I need to run...

..everything...

..I love you.

Is there anything in there
that you feel you recognise?

No.

He uses the word "burn".

Could he be referring to

anything that he might
have given you,

any documents or...?

Birthday cards?
One Valentine?

Maybe he wanted me to burn them!

What about the phrase
"Level Nine"?

Is that familiar to you,
did Michael ever talk about it?

Freya, is there
anything you know that might help?

I don't know!

I've told you everything
I ever learned about him!

You told us that Michael

never mentioned anything
to you about family,

never mentioned
anything about children.

Robbie Morton,

the boy that was killed...

..he was Michael's son.

We know that they were...

..estranged for a long time, but...

I really didn't know
the first thing, did I?

You know that he left
you a message.

You know that in that moment,
he called you...

To tell me to tell them!

Michael was negotiating
to take you with him.

He wanted a future with you.

What future?

- Take me where?
- I don't know.

I'm not supposed to know that.

But I thought you should.

Someone brought Michael here,

invented a life for him,

- and they were negotiating our future.
- Aye.

They know more about what's
happened to me than I do!

They're the ones I should be
talking to! Not you. Them!

Please...

Please...
Please...

Get them talk to me.

I'll do what I can.

Sandy?

Forensics came back
on the tyre tracks.

We are looking for a small,
two-wheel drive.

Billy's checking for vehicle thefts

and I've just done a trawl
on the traffic reports.

Now, the station at Brae
is unmanned at night,

but they had a phone message,
left on the night of the shooting.

A woman reporting an incident
on the B9075 at Skellister.

A close shave with some joker
driving around at speed

with one headlight out.

I think that's worth
following up.

Yeah. On my way.

Kyle had suspected appendicitis.

By the time
they'd decided it wasn't,

and we were away
from the hospital,

it was one o'clock in the morning.

Idiot came out of nowhere,
one headlight, can you believe?

- On that stretch of road!
- Did you see the driver?

No. I mean, I assume it was a man.

But I didn't see.
I couldnae honestly say.

What about the car?

It was dark, I was braking,

by the time I'd turned
round he was gone.

Sorry.

Here, the kids might know.

They were still awake,
playing their game.

If you get a Lexus
you get ten points.

Nine! A Lexus is nine.
A Ferrari's ten.

So,
what did you get the time you ran

- into the stupid driver?
- Nothing.

It was a Ford Focus.
We see loads.

A Ford Focus? You're sure?

- And what about the colour?
- Silver.

Billy, I need a list of every
silver Ford Focus

registered in Shetland.

OK, thanks for your time.

If Brian does get in contact
can you let us know?

Brilliant.
Thank you.

Billy McCabe!

Sergeant Mclntosh.

Just sending you over a little
something we thought you should have.

It's a message Michael left
on Freya Galdie's answerphone.

Sound file and transcript.

"Level Nine".
What's Level Nine?

Yeah. Well,

I can tell you it has over
24 million hits on Google.

Of which I am on number 12.

"The final dungeon of the
First Quest in The Legend of Zelda"

Well, maybe,
he got a really high score

he wanted to tell her about.

DS Mclntosh?
Yes?

You put an ANPR request in

for a car owned
by a Brian McDade?

- Yeah.
- Congratulations.

Traffic cameras just picked up the plates
driving south through the East End.

Billy?
I've got to go.

If the family were
coming from Lerwick...

..then this must be the other car.

And this must be
where they went off.

What do you think?

Same tracks as Scotland?

It's hard to tell.

We need a print of this.

- Billy?
- Boss.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Cos I think we might be
looking for one.

24 silver Ford Focuses,
registered to owners on Shetland.

And the 21st belongs to
a Mr. Robbie Morton.

- And where is it now?
- SORN'd in the garage at his place.

But I've checked
the forensic report

we got on it after he died.

- It has a broken headlight.
- Where's the key?

That's locked safely
in my evidence cupboard,

where it's been since the day

Robbie's body was found.

I think somebody has a spare.

"The friend of age
and guide of youth

"Few hearts like his
with virtue warm'd

"Few heads with
knowledge so inform'd

"If there's another world,
he lives in bliss

"If there is none,
he made the best of this."

That's a nice poem.

You probably know
a lot about Robbie now.

Things I don't know
and may not wish to.

But he'll be remembered here
with nothing but fondness.

Caught the bastard yet, Officer?

Geng dee wis, Alec!

Aye, thought not.

Sorry. We had a fire
alarm in the night

and what with the memorial,
we're all a bit out of sorts.

Are you just here to
pay your respects,

or was there something else?

I was wondering,
did Robbie have a locker here?

His stuff's in here.

I thought it might have
been have claimed by now.

Here, Sandy...

Sir?

Is that what you're looking for?

Who else would have had
access to this room?

I keep it locked
when I'm not here.

Always?

If you're thinking someone
got in and took that key,

well,
I might have left the door open

once in the last week.
But not twice.

They would've had no way
of putting it back.

You said a fire alarm went off,

- would that door have been opened then?
- Yes.

Do you have any idea
what set it off?

Och, we don't know.

Aye, it's a mystery.

Aye, I only joined the police
cos the careers officer

told me there would be dogs.

And did they put
me on the dog unit?

Did they bollocks!

Shoved me right intae
Organised Crime wi' Tommy Monro.

He disnae even like dogs!

Hold on.

Go ahead.

Boyd, we've picked up the car,
parked roadside.

No sign of the driver.
Do you want us to stay with it?'

Aye, fine,
but keep in the background,

don't get seen yourselves.

What was that?

That place we just passed?

LEVEL NINE

ALAN BALFOUR:
lICENSED TO SELL BEERS

WINES & SPIRITS
TO BE CONSUMED

ON OR OFF THE PREMISES

Hi, can you check out
a name for me, please?

Sir!

Somebody held a flame
to that alarm

and set it off deliberately.

I want to talk to Craig Cooper.

Craig?

What would be his motive?

I don't know.

But he knew more about Robbie and
those drugs than he was letting on.

And now Robbie's car's
been used in a murder

and Craig had access to the key
because he delivers
the laundry, and...

..and cos there's just too
many connections to ignore, Sandy.

I know.

Craig!

Billy, can we put obs out
on Craig Cooper's van?

And can we get somebody
to check the pubs, bars...

Anywhere else that has
a fruit machine.

- Table for two?
- Yes, please.

- Take a seat, I'll get your menus.
- Thank you.

Nice.

So what do you want to drink?

Vodka Martini.

- Who's that?
- Calvin Sarwar.

The go-to lawyer
for every B-list footballer

and minor celebrity in Glasgow.

They get excited by
the vicarious association

to his most infamous client -
Arthur McCall.

Miss Brenan.

My client would like
another round of drinks

when you're ready.

- Have you been waiting for a table?
- We're fine.

- I'm sure I could have a word.
- No, no, no need.

It's really no trouble.

Why don't we just go and
get a fish supper instead?

I've always found this place
slightly up its own arse.

- It's nice to meet you.
- You, too.

"They're looking
into Level Nine"

- Hello?
- Asha,

it's Jimmy Perez.

Michael Thompson
and Robbie Morton -

they were father and son.

Did you know that?

No. I didn't.

What, Michael never mentioned
seeing his son?

Michael never said he had a son.

OK.

There's something else.

I've been talking to Freya Galdie,

- Michael's girlfriend.
- Yeah, I know who she is.

OK.
She wants to talk to you.

I mean, she doesn't know your name
and she doesn't know who you are,

but she knows
that Michael wanted

to make her part of his future.

Well, Michael never told her that.

No.

I told her that.

- Asha...
- I came to you in confidence, Jimmy.

Yes, I know, I know you did,
but, you know, right now,

she needs something to hold on to,

and she's got nothing,

you know, she's not even
got a memory that she can trust.

And life has to feel
worth living.

- Tosh.
- Do you want the good news,

or the "bit of a breakthrough" news?

Yeah. Both.
Where are you?

A bar.
I'm meeting Cassie.

Students are really,
really young, aren't they?

We've found Brian McDade's car.

There's a squad car keeping
it under observation at the moment.

OK.
That is good news.

Well, it is for me, I'm not
the one on an all-night stakeout.

The bit of a breakthrough
is even better.

Level Nine's
a club in the East End.

At least it was.

'Must have been after your time
and before mine.

I've asked Billy to have a trawl.

See if he can find any reports
or incident logs

- Tosh!
- Listen, my date's arrived,

- I've got to go.
- All right, well,

send your date my love.

And good work, Tosh.
Well done.

- I know, right?
- Yep.

McDade's credit card

has just been used in a
hotel near Kelvinbridge.

It's your gig, you lead,
I'll take my cue from you.

Mr. McDade?
It's the police!

We know you're in there.
Open up, please. Or we will.

Mr. McDade?

- Anybody in?
- Sandy?

- Jenny?
- We're in here.

They're going to find me,
Sandy.

He says he wants
to speak to Perez.

I'm in real trouble!

Why did you run, Brian?

What are you hiding from?

If you don't start talking,
I'll arrest you for obstruction.

Is that what you want?

You couldn't protect
Michael Thompson.

- You can't protect me.
- From who?

Come on, man,
what are you going to do?

Spend the rest of your life
holed up in a hotel?

Look, I've worked
with Sergeant Mclntosh

a lot of years, a lot of years,
and I'm telling you,

if anybody's going to be able
to help you, it's her.

It's kind of her thing, you know?

Brian, seriously.

If we found you, someone else can.

Tell me what you know,

and let us find a
way to help you.

I think I'm in danger.

From whoever killed
Michael Thompson.

Why would you be in danger?

I was in a room alone with him!

When whoever killed him
finds that out,

they're going to assume
I know what he knew.

Which is?

The only thing he said...

..is that what he
had to give us was

"bigger than just
Arthur McCall".

That enquiry you put in
about the licensee at Level Nine?

They just got back to us.

It was owned by an associate
of McCall's.

These need your signature.

You know, there's an article
in this newspaper...

..talking about house prices
in the East End.

You know what it says?

It says, "They were known
to be once the stomping ground

"of alleged crime boss,
Arthur McCall."

You know what I think,
when I read slander like that?

It puts me off my sudoku.

I think...

..my Paki lawyer should be
working a lot harder.

Yeah?

Where are the kids?

They're safe.
They're upstairs.

He's hasn't touched the gun,

he's not threatening anyone.

What about himself?

I'm not sure.

He's scared.

I mean, really scared.

No.

It's empty.

Where did that come from?

It was in the car.

Robbie's car.

OK.
Do you want to tell me...

..why you took Robbie's car key

from the office
at the care home?

Robbie...

Robbie had a thing
going at the home.

Prescription drugs,
right?

Selling them on, you know,
recreationally.

He liked old people, he really did.

He just...

He just liked their pills, too.

OK, so,
that's how it started?

But that's not how it ended, is it?

Someone found out.

He...offered, or threatened,
I dunno, but...

..him and Robbie went
into business together.

Real drugs.

He put up the money,

Robbie ran the risk
for a cut of the profits.

I just gave a hand sometimes.

That time on the ferry,

Robbie was supposed to put
the holdall in the back of my van.

But when he disappeared
with the drugs,

his partner said that I was liable,
that I owed him.

How much do you owe?

16 � grand.

I told him I couldn't pay.

Next thing I know,
some guy phones me,

says the debt's been sold on

and that all I have
to do to cancel it,
is steal a car.

They told me where to leave it,

and where to pick it up again.

It took longer than they said.

When I did eventually
pick it up again...

..the gun was on the back-seat.

I thought they'd come back for it.

OK, the thing is, that, Craig,

you could have told
us all this days ago

and you didn't.

So, what's changed?

They're calling again.

I might be stupid,
but I'm not that stupid.

This debt's never
going to be paid, is it?

What do they want you to do now?

Petrol through a letterbox.

You got an address?

Get down to my house.
Take some uniforms.

Just make sure there's
nothing going on.

And then,
once you've done that,

I'm going to have to ask you
to step down

until I've got Craig

formally charged and processed.

Cos you're family, and we're going
to have to play this by the book,

so that we don't do anything
to threaten the case.

- OK?
- OK.

I'm going to need the name
of Robbie's partner.

Now, look, I know,
I know you're scared,

and I will do everything
that I can to protect you,

but see the guy that
sold on your debt?

He was throwing you to the wolves,
and he knew it.

And he doesnae deserve your silence.

Can you confirm your name
is Alec Ramsay?

You obviously know fine well
who I am.

Alec Ramsay, I'm charging you
with being concerned

in the sale or supply
of controlled drugs.

Drugs? My arse!
What are you talking about?

We have a warrant to search
these premises for evidence.

That gobshite Craig Cooper.

He'd say anything
to save his own skin!

Yeah, he told me he owed you money.

Aye, he did, but not for drugs.

Little shite had a gambling habit
like an itchy rash, ask anyone.

He also told me
that you sold the debt on.

So, who did you sell it on to, Alec?

Someone in a pub
who gave me a number.

I don't have it now.

Then I'll need your phone.

- Lost it.
- Where?

If I knew that,

it wouldn't be lost now, would it?

OK.

Search.

You might want to take a seat,
this could take a while.

Tosh.

I've just spoken to Brian McDade.

The only thing Michael told him

was that the information he had
was bigger than just Arthur McCall.

But there's something else.

That club, Level Nine,

it was owned and run
by one of McCall's men.

Basically, it was
a money-laundering front.

Sir, whatever Michael Thompson
was going to tell them

that was bigger than
just Arthur McCall,

it's connected to that place.

Phone?

Right. Add on a charge
of obstruction and bring him in.

You cannae arrest me!

I'm 70 years old!

You know, Robbie Morton was 19.

He died in a metal box
choking for air

wi' a bag of your drugs
for company.

See, you and me,
we havnae even got started yet.

Billy, that gun that
we got off Craig Cooper,

- is it with Forensics yet?
- Aye.

Right. Well, let me know as soon
as they get back to us.

Sure.
Sir?

There's someone here to see you.

Just off the Glasgow flight.

So, your client sent you
to Shetland,

to tell me
that he's feeling persecuted?

Mr. McCall is disappointed
and distressed

that despite the collapse of
the case against him...

"Distressed"?

Arthur McCall?

He is still the subject of
sustained and repeated harassment

by both yourself and your
colleagues in Glasgow.

However, as a gesture
of conciliation and cooperation,

he's asked me to give you this.

An address in Aberdeen.

He thought that a visit
to those premises

might prove useful
in your investigation

into ecstasy tablets
containing PMA.

And in return for this gesture,
your client would like me to...?

Refocus your investigation.

Mr. Sarwar, you and I both know

that I'm going to give this
to my colleagues in Aberdeen,

and that it's not going to make
the slightest bit of difference

as to how I conduct
my investigation.

So...

..why are you here?

You overestimate
my client's subtlety.

I'm here because
he sent me to deliver a message.

OK.

Well, I've got the message.

You'll forgive me
if I feel free to ignore it.

Your choice, of course.

Is that it?

All the way to Shetland
just for this?

Doesn't that just make you
a very, very expensive errand boy?

Whatever I am,

I'm not in the habit of
challenging Mr. McCall's requests.

Certainly not these days.

My client has
always been a man

who likes to
demonstrate his power.

And the older and more
unpredictable he becomes,

the more forcibly and randomly
he likes to demonstrate it.

You should be careful.

Thank you.

- You OK?
- Aye, just...

All right, you know?

Boss.

- It's Duncan.
- Hey, Jimmy.

Sorry to disturb you,
but look...

I was just wondering...

now Cassie's not around

is there any chance I could
crash in her room?

Or I could give you a lift home.

- Just give me a...
- Hang on.

I didn't mean just for now.

- See you later.
- Jimmy?

Thank you.

Boss,
Forensics got back to us.

The gun you took from Craig Cooper

is the one that
was used to shoot

Michael Thompson
and Leanne Randall.

Right. Get me Craig Cooper's
first statement.

He was late!

The gunman was
late dropping off the car.

- He missed the boat!
- Wait, wait, wait a minute.

We have a witness who said
they saw him get on the boat.

No, we've got an eyewitness
who said that they saw a man

getting on the boat carrying a bag,

the kind that's used
for fishing rods.

He thought it was the gun,
we all thought it was the gun,

but it can't have been, and
Forensics have just confirmed it.

- So, it was a bloody fishing rod!
- Yes.

What about the woman who saw
a man dumping the car?

Yeah, that was him.

My guess would be that once
he realised he'd missed the boat,

he went back to the car
and put the gun in there,

that made it somebody
else's problem.

But, Rhona, the thing is, that means
he's still on the island now,

- if we can get to him before Arthur McCall...
- But where is he?

Boss, we had a burglary reported
yesterday -

a farm near Whiteness.

So, when you came out,

you checked every building
and there was no sign?

I'd been in the pen an hour.
They must have gotten clean away.

Anywhere around here
he could shelter...

within walking distance?

Rhona, we've missed him.

Logan says you're a detective.

Where's your badge?

Well, I didn't bring
any of my policing stuff today

because it's my day off.

I don't have my badge!

You're climbing far
too fast for me!

Come on, Logan.

Good boy!

Gillian.
Elizabeth.

We have to get
the bairns out of here.

We've got to get them
back on the bus.

Get them to round up their things!

We've got to get on the bus,
Logan, good boy!

Would all passengers
travelling to Shetland

on flight number HM605 please note
this flight has been delayed.

Further information will be
displayed on the departures board

- when it becomes available.
- Unbelievable, eh?

Sorry, I saw your reaction.
Delays, eh?

Sumburgh?
Why am I even surprised?

Is it a two-pint delay, or more?

I've had more!
Definitely.

- Did you get him?
- No,

he stole a bow rider.

Too small for the
Coastguard to track.

And now, the weather's coming in,
so...

You OK?

He knocked me out.
From behind!

Didn't waste any time on me,
just didn't want me getting up.

Logan here has to shine
a torch in my eyes every hour.

Make sure my brain's still working.

So, what now?

Well, we've still got Level Nine
to be looking into,

but Tosh is going to be
back in a couple of hours.

- We'll make a plan then, OK?
- OK.

Ready in five!

- What?
- I cooked.

I'm going to the airport,
to pick up Tosh.

Come on, indulge me.
Eat fast.

Aye, OK, OK. Right.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome!

- Hello?
- Look...

I'll meet Freya.

But not here.

- Shetland.
- OK.

Look, I just need
a reason to be there,

in case anyone asks.

Well, you could always say
you're coming to see me,

a friend...

Well, I mean, if that helps.

I'll let you know
when I'm arriving.

Jesus, you always been that bad,

or is it just that
you're out of practice?

I don't know.

I don't know if there's an
undercurrent to everything

or whether it's just my imagination.

I mean, I don't know how you've got
the mental energy to play around.

I really...I really don't.

The undercurrents are the best
thing about it, Jimmy.

Neither's quite knowing
what the other one's meaning.

It's the stuff of life.

Right, well, then,
could you not just find a way

of being cryptic with your wife?

You should try a career
in marriage guidance.

I mean, that is...

that is a rare gift
of insight you got there!

You could double it up

with master classes
in telephone technique.

Come on.
Help me clear the table.

If you're going to bring work home
at least tidy it away, eh?

Someone had a crap
Burns Night.

Tosh, call me when you pick this up.

The message that Michael left
for Freya on her answerphone,

I don't think he is saying "burn".

I think he's talking about Burns
Night, January the 25th.

I think something happened
in Level Nine on Burns Night.

Come on.
One more.

All right, it's my round.

When is your flight anyway?

I've got time if you have.

I've got all the time
in the bloody world.

Hi, this is DS Mclntosh,
try me at work on 01632349671.

No, she definitely said
she was on that flight.

- Just let me check with Glasgow.
- OK.

Passenger, A. Mclntosh.

She was?

- I see.
- No, Tommy,

I've just spoken with Loganair.

She definitely had a ticket,
she just didn't get on the flight.

Got a trace on her phone.

The coordinates are saying
she's in the East End.

I'll get officers over
there right away.

No, no, no, no, down here.

Down here.

Sir?
It's DS Boyd.

I've been working
with DS Mclntosh.

I'm in Level Nine.

I think we've found something.

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