All language subtitles for Rebus - 04x02

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Now...

The General Assembly of
the Church of Scotland starts today,

which this year has relocated
to the McEwan Hall.

We've asked our listeners to come up
with a collective term for them,

you know, like a 'gaggle of geese'.

John e-mails to suggest
a reverie of reverends.

Reverie? Is that not rooks
or crows or something?

We have Alistair from down the road
in sunny Portobello.

He's suggesting,
'A commandment of ministers.'

Yeah, quite like that one.
(LAUGHS) Keep them coming!

Ken Flatley?
Mm-hm.

How's he doing?
Ah, Ken's having a good day today.

Are you er...
Oh, we used to work together.

Ah, I hope that's not
what I think it is.

What do you think it is?
What I hope it's not.

I told you!

I don't want this shite!

Ken?

Breakfast no good?

ORGAN PLAYS SOFTLY

CONGREGATION WHISPERS

Where is that man?

It's no good a start, is it?

I'll try him again.

PHONE RINGING

Remember Danny Miller?

With his sarcastic knuckles?

Love one side, peace the other?
You couldn't really

read it cos it was too busy.
John, John, I had to get you here.

You're the only one who can help me.

They're trying to kill us.

I swear to God! They're trying to...

All of us! One this week,

one a week before.

DISTANT CHATTERING

Oh, Christ.

John, promise me you'll find out
what they're doing.

If you'd like to look over here...

Ken - Do you remember
Rod Stewart stole my girlfriend?

Bastard!

It's a VERY frightening thing.

They can become quite,
quite paranoid.

You must understand, we have
quite a large establishment here.

Unfortunately, that means
there's rarely a week goes by

when one of our residents doesn't...
Well, you know.

He was my first station sergeant.

Put the fear of God in you.

MOBILE RINGING
Sorry. Excuse me.

Thank you. Rebus.

OK.
I'll get these off to the lab.

Erm, Park Keeper found them.

Throats cut.
How long?

Six, seven hours.

Derek Brady.

Do you know him?
Uh-huh.

And so should you.

A couple of hours from now,
he would have been

the new Moderator of
the Church of Scotland.

And...?

Oh?

There you go. Iris Steele.

Married to
Thomas 'Don't-Call-Me-Tommy' Steele.

He runs a scrap yard.
Doesn't ask too many questions.

Why were they together?
Well, they say opposites attract.

Parky? He saw them alive last night
just as he was knocking off.

There's a lot of traffic
that comes through here.

You know, courting couples.

Not much courting,
I would have thought (!)

I'm afraid it's my sad duty
to inform you

that our friend Derek Brady...

..has died.

Note from the boss.

♪ DEL AMITRI: Roll To Me
♪ The right time to roll to me

♪ The right time to roll to me

Are you serious?

OK, I'll cut the Assembly jokes.

All of them?
All of them.

Del Amitri.
Remember those side-burns?

Well, there are a few Elvises running
around and plenty of Cliffs.

But er, I think Thomas is
the only Tommy Steele.

He could've changed it.

Hm, that'd be an admission
to weakness.

That's not our Thomas.

Thomas, sorry for your loss.

Inspector Rebus.

What the fuck? Eh, Inspector?

Wouldn't you be better at home?

I can't. I just can't.

Well...I need to
ask a few questions,

see if we can sort this out. OK?

What time did Iris go out last night?

Don't know. Maybe nine. We had a bit
of a row and then she left.

What did you do?

What do you think?

I had a wee drink.

Next thing I know, one of your
jokers is rattling on the door.

Mr Steele, did you know
the Reverend Derek Brady?

No.

Yes! I met him a couple
of months ago at a wedding.

Same table, that's all.
At least, I thought that was all.

Do you know why they would have
been together last night?

Were they having an affair?

You think if I knew that
I'd have let her out the door?

Well, we're gonna have to
ask you to make a statement.

And the boys will want to er,
have a look at your house.

And check your clothes
and round here and...

Just the usual. OK?
Doesn't mean anything.

My WIFE'S been murdered.

You think I did this?

My wife's been murdered and you come
round here accusing me?

You round his house doing the same
thing? I bet you're not. Why's that?

You're round here first.
Why's that, Rebus?

TRAIN RUMBLING BY

I didn't touch her.

She was my wife.

Do you have to be Church of Scotland
to drive for this mob?

Sure do. My insurance is
third party, fire and brimstone.

He's said that before.

Ah.

Divide and conquer.

Make your way through
to the sitting room.

I was wondering, Moderator Carson,
if you'd conduct the service?

Of course I will.
Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Mrs Brady?

Mrs Steele was
a very troubled woman.

I think her husband was
violent towards her.

Some of these women have
nowhere else to go.

My husband would see her
from time to time

as part of his pastoral work.

But she wasn't a member
of his congregation?

No. But that didn't matter.
My husband didn't believe...

What you really want to know is
were they having an affair?

I don't know.

My husband would often see people
in the church hall in the evening.

But what he was doing
in that park... He was naked.

REBUS: Reverend Brady
was to be your successor?

Yes. Today, in fact.

I suppose they'll keep me on
for a while now.

Terrible shock.

Aye, must be.

You weren't aware of anyone
taking against him?

Did he hold any particularly
controversial views?

Anything that made him stand out?

Derek Brady was
a scrupulously decent man.

And he would have made
a terrific Moderator.

And the woman he was with?

You understand how they were found?

Yes, Inspector, I do.

And I say,
"Let he who is without sin

cast the first stone."

Now, if you'll excuse me.

DOOR CLOSES

MRS BRADY: You know, for many years

he was prone to these
very dark depressions.

But in the last few months he seemed
so much better. In what way?

This whole...
wanting to be Moderator.

That ambition, that was new.

Do you think it was her?

I really couldn't...

When he didn't come home,
last night -

I was worried sick. I didn't know
whether he was in trouble or...

Eventually, I phoned the hospitals
and then the police.

JOURNALISTS: Moderator! Moderator!

Moderator!
Were you aware of the affair?

No affair. Derek Brady
was involved in pastoral -

If you'd known of the affair,
would he have been Moderator?

Now, this has been a dreadful
tragedy for all concerned

and our thoughts and prayers go out
to Mrs Brady and to Mr Steele

at this difficult time.

We're putting our full trust
in Detective Inspector Rebus

and his team and I'm quite convinced

they will get to the bottom of this.
Thank you.

JOURNALIST:
Inspector, have you more information?
Where were the bodies found?

Supercilious... Michael Patterson.
STARTS ENGINE

I'm sorry? Michael Patterson,
driving a white van.

Where?
Morven House, the nursing home.

I thought he was inside.

Check him out, would you?

Jean Monroe,
United Press Associates.

Good for you (!)

Morning, Abigail.
Morning.

Looking wonderful today.
Thank you.

Thank you.

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Coming up in 20 minutes,
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Derek Brady and Iris Steele.
They were lovers.

Perhaps they were seeking
enlightenment?

Or higher truth? It doesn't matter.

Somebody killed them.

Siobhan. The easiest solution?

Thomas Steele.
He has motive, no alibi,

his prints were all over the car.
So, we throw the book at him?

No, sir.
Why not?

He may be a bit of an all round shit
but that doesn't make him a killer.

His prints are all over the car
as it's a family car.

Likelier scenario -
the Steeles had a fight.

Iris storms out
looking for a shoulder to cry on.

Enter Derek Brady.

Was this a one-off or er...
was it a regular haunt?

Was it a wrong place, wrong time?

Were they followed there? Did
somebody force them to drive there?

One of the couples from the park
reported a motorbike cruising around

but...it was quite early on.

Apart from that...well,
they were all busy.

Derek Brady, the man himself.

Any complaints about him?
Malicious letters?

Was he fond of airing controversial
views about the Virgin Birth
or euthanasia?

Did somebody not want him
to become Moderator?

What?

Don't you want to tell me
to tread carefully with the Church?

Not to upset too many people
in high places?

Not at all, John. You know I always
respect your instincts.

Right.

Right.

Well. First one to come up

with a grand conspiracy theory
involving the Church

wins a Mars bar.
LAUGHTER

I went to see Ken Flatley.

He's losing it a bit.

He made us what we are.

And we should thank him for that?

CONGREGATION CHATTER

That's Mason.

He was on the shortlist
for Moderator.

And the other two are...

You just er,
see if you can find them.

Reverend Mason?

Detective Inspector Rebus.
Ah, yes, of course.

Did you know Derek Brady at all?

Oh, long time ago.

He would have made a fine Moderator.

Yes, well,
that seems to be the party line.

Do you think that he would've -
Detective Inspector,

that's who you should be talking to.
Andrew McLeod.

He has something on everyone.

Not many of us left these days.

No ashtrays in heaven, I expect?

Probably not, Inspector.

You worked with the last
half dozen Moderators.

Now, in politics that would
make you a fixer.

Not quite that.

But you would've been involved
in the vetting process

and if there was any...hint of
a scandal involving Brady...

..you would know about it?

Inspector.

Appointing a Moderator

is a bit like appointing
a national football manager.

They always seem to be just
the right man for the job.

Then six months down the line,
you discover what an idiot
you've taken on.

Derek Brady would've been no better
or worse than others I can think of.

Was he having an affair?

Does it matter?

I wouldn't be surprised.

Once you reach a certain level
at anything,

be it politics or the arts
or perhaps even the police,

there's a certain type of woman
that finds that alluring.

Well, maybe that only kicks in
at er...superintendent level.

If Derek was having an affair...

it wouldn't have
changed our decision.

BARMAID: What can I get for you?

Brady WAS having an affair.

Well, according to
the Church gossip.

And I checked on the wife. She
reported him missing at midnight.

The station sergeant remembered her
because there'd been some trouble

at her home a few days before.
What sort of trouble?

Altercation involving
a window being broken.

Ah, the top left? Yeah, I remember.

Patrol spoke to one Thomas Steele,

at the scene...but the Bradys
didn't want to press charges.

Well, I can understand Tommy
not wanting to...

..boast about his wife having
an affair with the local minister.

So, why didn't
Alice Brady mention it?

Pull her in.

In my spare time I checked out your
white-van man, Michael Patterson.

He was inside for selling
counterfeit goods.

Released six months ago.
Do you want me to...follow up?

Er, no. I've got a better idea.

If I want a dog,
I'll go to the kennel.

Are you calling me a dog?
I do the following!

You hear me?
I'm only trying to get a story.

(SIGHS) All right, young lady.
Here's how it works.

You scratch my back...

et cetera, et cetera.

Man called Michael Patterson.

You might want to find out
what he's up to,

and how he's connected
to the Morven Nursing Home.

There's your bone.

This is to do with the murders?

You tell me.

You neglected to mention
that Thomas Steele

put a brick through your window.

Do you not think that
might have had relevance?

The poor man had lost his wife.
I didn't -

THAT poor man may have killed
his wife and your husband. No.

Why do you say that?

He loved his wife as much
as I loved my husband.

He was hurt, he was angry.

He had a chance to do us some harm
and what did he do?

He threw a pebble through
a small window.

That's all.

He's not a murderer.

Good timing.
You have them? Think so.

The angles a bit iffy
but if I freeze it,

you can just see.

That's the registration.
That's the two of them in front.

Too dark to see the back.

Time - 9:32.

This is an accident black spot
about four miles from the park.

Cameras were put up last year.

It's the last camera I can trace
between here and there.

Four miles at that time of night,

they'd have been in the park
in about ten minutes.

Can we track it back? So we can pick
them up earlier? Yes, Sir.

No, no, don't. Wait. Wait.
No, get that one.

Yeah.

Looks like a Honda, sir.

Want to talk to you about
your visit to the Bradys'.

Last week, wasn't it?

You thought they were having
an affair so you dealt with it

in the traditional fashion -
brick through the bedroom window.

So what if I did?

Bastard was screwing my wife.

Are you sure about that?
Yeah.

Course. She seemed happier,

you know? Not with me.

You can always tell, can't you?

When your wife's having sex with
someone else, you can just tell.

But she denied it?
Of course she did.

Look at this.

Honda.

As seen on TV (!)

It's a bit knackered. When I'm
stuck, it gets me from A to B.

So, that first time that you er,

followed them back to his house,
it was on that?

No, she dropped him off.

So, then you confronted him?

Yeah. He denied everything.

I should've decked him,
but his stuck-up-bitch of a wife
came to the door,

so I left.

I went back later to do the window.

Stupid!

So, the night she died...

you had a fight, she drove off,
you followed again?

I told you! We had a fight, she
walked out, I had a bit of a drink,

I never saw her again.

Thing is...night of the murder we've
got CCTV coverage.

And there was a bike, just like that,
right behind Iris's car.

Now, we're having it enhanced
and I'm willing to bet it was you.

It wasn't me.

I've lost the keys.
I haven't been on it in ages.

COME ON, TOMMY!

You lost it.

You couldn't bear the idea
of them both together.

You lost it. Tell me the truth.
LET'S FINISH IT!

All right. I followed them.

But I never touched them.

I swear to God.

Ooh. (TUTS)

Right now, I think that's the last
person you should be swearing to.

Get your coat.

What do you think?

I think, every time he opens
his mouth a lie comes out.

Every kind of condom
you care to imagine.

But no murder weapon.

What's this?

Inside and outside the car...

seems to be random bits torn
from the same newspaper.

And Steele?

Downstairs. I'm letting
him soak for a while.

I'll have another go at him later.

So...that Mars bar's
gonna go unclaimed.

I'm going to see Ken Flatley.

What?

You wanna come?

I'm sure he'd appreciate it.
No.

NO!

Come on!

This is ridiculous.

You remember WPC Templer?

Hello, Ken.

They say you're not eating.

And that's how they're doing it.

Poison in the food.
Well, not everybody's food.

It looks random
but I think there's a pattern.

There you are, look, on the telly.

TELEVISION:
...at this difficult time.

We're putting our full trust
in DI Rebus and his team.

I'm quite convinced they'll
get to the bottom of this.

Thank you. NEWS REPORTER:
The victims have been named

as the Reverend Derek Brady
and Mrs Iris Steele.

I...remember her.

The woman.
Aye, that's erm...

No, no. Tsk. I never forget a name.

I know her!

She's dead now, is she?

What was her...?

Don't worry about it.

Shut up and bring us some tea!

A wee, blonde lass.

Iris!
Iris.

Iris. That's right. Iris Steele,
married to Thomas Steele, remember?

He'd scrap your car for you.

Even if you didn't want it scrapped.
Aye, a bit of a header.

Iris? I remember Iris.

Sorry for this. We usually have
a quiet time round about now.

Templer?

You always had great tits.

Bastard. Always was.

These were different times.

I didn't want you to like him,
I wanted you to learn.

Like Johnny Cash - A Boy Named Sue.

If I ever get like that,
shoot me, please.

And what was the other one?

What was SO nasty,
he had to whisper?

He said,
"I always knew she'd do well."

CAR STARTS

ENGINE REVVING

KEYS CLINKING

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

RADIO: But steak's processed these
days, it's all full of hormones.

It just makes no sense!

Steak is always gonna
be better than hamburger.

Not if you prefer hamburger.

Can't dictate what you like,
you know.

Enough! We have Caroline on the line.

What's it to be, Caroline?

Caroline?

(GRUFF VOICE) # Come on

♪ Sweet Caroline

♪ You're my sweet Caroline

♪ You know I wanna take you,
wherever you may make you

♪ Come on sweet Caroline

♪ You take my hand

♪ And together we will rock'n'roll ♪

Got one.
I did another one.

I'm sorry?

I DID ANOTHER ONE!

Ugh!

What the...?

Shit!
Here!

Come on. Go! GO!

It's the same M-O.
Well, this changes things.

Find the other two candidates
on the short list.

They're gonna need protecting.

Is there a wife? Family?
He wasn't married.

Anything else?

Newspaper clippings again, Sir.

Wouldn't it be refreshing to meet
a serial killer who wasn't cryptic?

Oh! Anyway.

I'm more interested in that.

DISTANT PHONE RINGING

There's a running problem with these
guys - they can't keep them out.

OK, take it back.

What about Steele?
He's still downstairs in custody.

Can't be in two places at once?

Thinking, now.

Gets his throat cut. Half eight?

How long's the killer
been in the car?

Rewind.

If there's no sexual motive,
why the nudity?

Maybe he has to have the uniform off
before he can kill 'em. Here.

Where'd he go?

There, inside.

So, he's been waiting, what?
How long?

It's about ten minutes.

That's quite precise.

He's been watching him.

He knew he was coming.

He must've been in the Assembly.

I've just got a call from
a local radio producer.

Her DJ got a crank call,

thought it may be connected
to the murder.

OK. Go and talk to them.

What are you thinking?

When I was at school...

the ones who were into the Church

were always the oddballs
in the classroom.

Not many chums, a bit weird.

Stranger things...

Inspector?

The Moderator would like a word?

DOOR SHUTS
Ah, Detective Inspector Rebus.

What on earth is going on?
TWO of my ministers!

You were Head of Divinity here,
at the university?

A long time ago, yes.
I never had the benefit

of a university education,

but I've picked up
a few things along the road.

And, in my experience, I've found
that whenever a man of the cloth

has been involved in an impropriety,

the Church tends to protect
rather than to expose.

Would that be right?

Well, if you mean we don't rush
to judgement, Mr Rebus, then, yeah.

Because I'm pretty sure
that these killings aren't random.

If you're withholding any evidence,
there'll be serious consequences.

Are you threatening me, Mr Rebus?

Yes.

Well, Sir.

I can tell you there have never been
any complaints at all about
the Reverends Brady and Mason.

And perhaps if you spent
a wee bit more time trying

to find the degenerate responsible
for these ghastly murders

instead of impugning the integrity
of these two fine men -

I'd like to see the files...
on these victims.

Reverend McLeod. Could we have
the files on the Reverends Brady

and Mason?

RADIO: Today we're talking about
daft names for children.

Would you really name your child
after a hotel, a football stadium?

DS Clark.
I'm here to see Mike Walker?

Yeah, just take a seat.
Thank you

Hi!
DS Clarke.

DJ Walker. The crank call?
MOBILE RINGS

Uh-huh.
There's always one.

Just running off a tape.
You wanna here it now?

Please.

Why do you think he called you?

Oh, head cases like an audience
and it's that kind of show.

I get them all.

People who are of sound mind
do not normally need

to phone a radio show
to have an argument.

That's what marriage is for.

REWINDING TAPE

Do you ever meet any of your cranks?
You're joking!

It's a confrontational show.
Once I'm out of here,

I'm out of here.

If we feel that someone
genuinely needs help

we have counsellors
we can refer them to,

but most just want to let off steam.

Here we go.

(GRUFF VOICE) # Come on

♪ Sweet Caroline

♪ You're my sweet Caroline

♪ You know I wanna take you,
wherever you may make you

♪ Come on

♪ Sweet Caroline

♪ You take my hand and together
we will rock'n'roll ♪

"I did another one."

"I DID ANOTHER ONE!"
Well, what are we hearing?

Any significance
in the choice of song?

Or is somebody trying
to upset the status quo (?)

It may not be him at all.

Oh, I think it is.

You've got an estimated time
of death that gives him a chance
to get away, get cleaned up,

get to a phone box before
the body is discovered.

So, if it is...why make the call?

He wants to take the credit for it.

He wants the fame.

Why Walker?

He feels he has
a personal connection to the DJ -

Walker often rants
and raves about the Church.

Maybe he was trying to impress him.

Maybe he called earlier?

Sir.

The second set
of newspaper clippings,

again, all different stories
from a different paper,

but all the same date.

March, 14th, 1987.

OK. Good.

See if you can find
the original newspapers.

We might get a chance to know
what he was trying to tell them.

Or us.

I've released Steele.

Something I should know?

Three things, actually.

One, while you were out, Tommy
Steele's home phone records came in.

At the time of the murders,
he was shouting down the phone
to his wife's sister.

He was too drunk to remember,
but she's confirmed it.

Two,

you can't hold someone
just for being a bit of a shit.

Remember, he was sweating downstairs

when Mason was murdered.

And three?

Work it out for yourself.

Beginning to think Ken Flatley
was ri-

(SIGHS) What?

He's no relatives
in the nursing home,

but he does have
the catering contract.

REBUS: Michael Patterson specialises

in counterfeit goods.

What it says on the tin's never quite
what you got inside. Thanks.

REBUS: So, might be worth

checking out where he
gets his supplies from.

I'm still not seeing where
this connects to the murders?

Ah, give it time.
You're doing a grand job.

Is this the new girl being sent in
for the long stand?

So young and yet so cynical.

Off you go, now.
HANG UP BLEEP

You have the glow
of discovery about you.

Mason and Brady

studied theology together,
20 years ago, Edinburgh University.

And Carson was Head of Divinity.

I went through
the relevant year books.

And look at this, 1987.

Mountaineering?
Caving.

Brady, Mason and one Mike Walker.

DJ who got the call?

He did one year and dropped out.

So, maybe it's not
the Church shortlist.

Maybe it's the caving team?

Mr Walker, is he the hunter...

or the hunted?

CALLER: It's easy for you to say
they need schemes and a committee,

but they're not outside your house
shooting up in your backyard.

Yeah, but you're asking for some
kind of vigilante to sort it out.

It's a neighbourhood
protection scheme we need.

OK! Well, let's hope
your neighbourhood

is ready for tomorrow's weather.

It's gonna be raining cats and dogs.

Something not quite
right about caving.

Let's burrow under the ground

as far as we can go.

And then...

..come back up again.

Now, mountains...

I can understand.

Did you never see
Journey To The Centre Of The Earth?

Was that James Mason and a duck?
I think it was a goose.

So...we're...protecting Walker,

with a side option
of arresting him for murder?

Mm.

Knife edge.

CAR RADIO: # THE CARS: Drive

PHONE RINGS

OK.

Inspector Rebus's phone.
MAN: Can you get me Rebus?

No, he's -
I have to speak to him now.

Is that you, Ken? It's about
the case. It's very important.

Ju...Just calm down.

(GARBLES)

OK. Look, you're gonna
have to speak slowly.

(CONTINUES TO GARBLE)

Maybe you should
go and get someone.

Come on, come on!
Oh, shit.

Now, 212 RLC.

Come on, come on.

OK. Thank you.

Got a name?
They'll get back to us.

SHIT!
OH!

Oh, shit!
OK?

Are you OK? I'm sorry.
We can still get him.

Wait.

Oh! I'm OK.

You know... Oh, no, no, no.
We're going nowhere.

That's it. Yep.

SIREN

The car Walker got into
belongs to Andrew McLeod.

The fixer?
The fixer. The fixer, fixing.

It's a head injury.
They'll see you straightaway.

Is that it?

Would you rather it was worse?

SIX FUCKING HOURS!
Concussion or a fracture?

Oh, Tony Blair! You...
Oh, go home. Get some sleep.

TRAIN HORN

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

PHONE CONTINUES TO RING

Good God.

I thought you were supposed
to be in your bed.

That's McLeod.
Uh-huh.

Throat cut, butt naked.

Newspaper cuttings for light reading.

But why him?

Mason said he had
something on everybody.

Maybe he had something on the killer.

We better bring in Walker.

I just heard him on the way over.

On the radio.
He's standing in for someone.

Not for long.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Carson.

Yes.

(VOMITS)

KNOCKS

You OK?

Ah, yes, yes, Norm. I'm fine.
Yes. I'll be with you in a minute.

TAP RUNNING

Why did you meet McLeod?

We meet up from time to time.

He was a...
a bit of a media whore.

He'd like to think he could
influence things

by feeding us wee snippets
of information.

Loved a bit of scandal.

It's what I do, you know?

Was his throat -?
Where did you go?

Nowhere.
Just drove around for a bit.

He didn't really have much to say.

You went nowhere, you did nothing,
you said nothing.

DO YOU THINK WE'RE
A BUNCH OF IDIOTS?!

I didn't. I swear.

He dropped me back
at work about...11:00,

I picked up the car, off home.

Check with reception!
We will.

You knew him from university?
No.

Weren't you a theology student?

Aye, yeah, that was a long time ago.

Why did you quit?
No specific -

What exactly is your relationship
with God, Mr Walker?

There isn't one. But you kept
in touch with your friends?

Brady and Mason. Caving team,

wasn't it?
I...I haven't seen them in years.

You didn't think to mention you
knew them when I got the tape? No.

They were murdered!

Throat cut.

Throat cut.

What about you, Mr Walker?

Security at the radio station
say he went back to fetch his car,

actually, a bit earlier than
he said he did. So no-way

he could've got out there,
killed McLeod and got back.

Doesn't mean he's not lying.

There is something
he is not telling us.

But there's also something that he's
more afraid of than us.

♪ Hang the DJ, hang the DJ,
hang the DJ ♪

The Smiths.

Don't you think I know that?

You go and see if they've turned up
those newspaper files.

If your grievous
head injury allows (!)

♪ And I wonder to myself... ♪

DOOR OPENS

Decided to let you go, Mr Walker.

What? You serious?

You'll be providing me
with protection, though, right?

What if he's looking for me next?

We'll keep an eye out.

Better late than never. He nearly
brained me with a beef cutlet.

He's in the day room.

Morning, Ken.

Where's Rebus?

He's still working.

Do you ever think about
the ones that got away?

All the time.

Hm. How are you ever meant to sleep?

A wee dram, I find.

You haven't been eating.

Nonsense.

Why are you talking about food?

You know something about me,
WPC Templer?

I never forget a face,
never forget a name.

I'd seen her before. I'd seen her
but I just couldn't get her name.

Who's that, now?

On the telly!

Iris.

That's right. Iris Steele.

No, her other name.

I knew her. Iris...

Iris McIvor.

Married to someone else back then.

Oh, great wee looker too.

I never forget a name.

It was a real tragedy, that one.

Iris Steele's first marriage
was to Patrick McIvor.

Their daughter, Caroline McIvor,
disappeared in Perthshire, 1987.

Ken Flatley recognised her.
Ken?

Yeah, well, I er, went back.

He knew there was something
about Iris.

Caroline McIvor...sweet Caroline.

What date did she disappear?

Reported missing March 14th. Same
date as the newspaper cuttings.

She was six years old, body never
found, the parents were initially

suspected but there was no evidence.

OK, get in touch with Tayside Police.
Let's find Patrick McIvor.

The photograph of the cavers -

we need a precise date, a location

and I need to know exactly
where Caroline disappeared.

You've changed your tune?
About Ken Flatley?

Well, he was right about this.

Perth CID kept tabs
on Patrick McIvor

for about five years after
Caroline disappeared.

He's dropped off the map since.
What did they say about him?

More or less chased out of town.

Everyone thought
he'd killed his daughter.

Even Iris thought it was him.

So...they split up

and he festers all these years.

Developing a pathological hatred
for cavers and clergymen.

Sounds like the kinda suspect I like.

Shit.

What the hell...?

Take a seat, Mr Walker.

Tell me about your day out with

the university's speleogical group.
Am I saying that right?

March 14th,

1987.

Taken near the caves of
Schiehallion, in Perthshire.

You all look pretty pleased
with yourselves.

Good day, was it?

Not good for Caroline McIvor.

She lived just nearby.

And she disappeared

on the day
this photograph was taken...

..and never found.

Wanna tell me about it?

We were driving home.

She just walked out in front of us.

There was nothing we could do.
Nothing?

Who was driving?
Brady.

We picked her up.

There was blood everywhere.

Nobody phoned for help?

She just...died on us.

She was gone.

There was an accident...
Why didn't someone report it?

We'd all been drinking.
We were half cut.

We panicked!

The Church would've been
badly damaged.

God, forbid (!)

Someone said we should bury her.
Someone? Who?

Ah, I don't know...

I can't remember!

Well, who better than you lot to er,

give her a good
Christian send-off, eh?

What gave ANY of you the right
to make that decision?

NO!

No! We came to our senses.

We went to see the Head of School -

Carson.

We tried to put it right.

But he said the damage was done,
we couldn't put the clocks back.

I should've stood up to him but

he ordered us to keep quiet,
he said his Fixer would

sort it out.
McLeod?

Aye, that fucking weasel.

He was good but...

I didn't kill him.

I didn't kill him!

You know who did this, don't you?

We're working on it.

You can stop him. You can find him.

You can protect me, can't you?

Quid pro quo, Mr Walker.

Quid pro quo.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

Just spoke to
Patrick McIvor's brother.

Hasn't heard from him in years.

Thinks he has moved to Edinburgh.

Well, if he has been blamed
for Caroline's death

it's something that
follows you around.

He's probably changed his name

and his looks...everything.

But...there's always something.

It's just a matter of finding it.

I'll find it.

You've got a nerve.

Have they found the body?

I came to pay my respects.

20 years late.

Derek Brady came here a few days
after they knocked the child down.

He was...he was in a terrible state.

He wanted to leave his studies.

He was set on going to the police.
You talked him out of it?

Yes, I did.

You have to understand,
the child ran out.

It was not their fault.

I mean, they were young,
they panicked.

I had to weigh up the consequences.

Three good men's careers
destroyed against

what they might contribute, over a
life time of service, to the Church.

It wasn't for you to say
whose fault it was.

What about the parents?

Losing their daughter!
Then being blamed for it!

Then being hounded out of town!
I know, I know.

You did what the Church always does,
swept it under the carpet.

Look, Derek Brady was a good man,
as well. His life was ruined too.

But, you know, the Lord really does
move in mysterious ways.

He brought Derek Brady
and Iris Steele together.

He confessed, she forgave him.

They found a common bond.

The second coming of Derek Brady (!)

It's touching stuff.
It's...it's inspiring, really (!)

Absolved of his sins!

The Reverend Brady
rediscovers his ambitions,

then the good Lord tells him to put
himself forward for Moderator (!)

Something like that, yes.

Not bad, eh?
PLUS, every now and again,

he gets to shag the bereaved mum
in a FUCKING CAR PARK!

NO! You don't know that! No.

Sir, we found something.

This is a crime scene, Moderator.

You go back...
to your smoke and mirrors.

CAMERA CLICKS

(SNIFFS)

Get him out of here.

I was gonna take them down
to the charity shop.

I didn't want to bump into anyone
wearing my dead wife's clothes.

Did you know her first husband?

Patrick McIvor?
I didn't want to know him.

Jealous, I suppose.

She never talked about him

and I never asked.

He phoned once,
a couple of months back.

I told him to fuck off.

But he could've phoned other times?

Aye, it's possible.

Wouldn't surprise me now.

Maybe she was having it off with him
again...and the Reverend.

And half the Hibs squad.

They had a child - Caroline.

Who disappeared.

Patrick McIvor was blamed for it
but it wasn't him.

Did McIvor kill my wife?

Is that what this is about?

Given the time that's passed,
she's remarkably well preserved.

Soil up that way is quite peaty.

Once, they pulled somebody up who
had been under for a thousand years.

Didn't look too bad at all.

Skin could've done with a touch of
Oil of Ulay (!)

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

I had the techies go through Thomas
Steele's phone records again.

There's a number that keeps cropping
up he claims not to recognise.

"It could be Patrick McIvor."

She'd probably told him Brady
and the others killed Caroline.

"You got an address?"
I'm outside now.

OK. OK, keep me posted.

Never easy, kids.

The skull has a hairline fracture,

she has two broken legs,
probably bled a lot

but no internal injuries.

Neck fine, spine fine, ribs intact.

What are you saying?

Indications are that she wasn't dead
when she went into the ground.

CHILDREN YELLING

Moderator, we understand that
the session is going to recommend

you stay a second year,
due to the recent gruesome murders.

Oh, these are very
unfortunate circumstances

but it would be a privilege
to serve again.

Of course, that's entirely
up to my fellow ministers.

So, is the Church gonna -
Thank you.

DOOR SLAMS

DOOR SLAMS

She was alive!

You knew that.
No.

Caroline McIvor...

was alive when they buried her.

NO! No! I mean,
I...I'm totally shocked.

At least they showed some remorse!
They came to you, but YOU,

you callous BASTARD - Inspector,
I couldn't do a thing for the child.

No, I am certain they did not know
she was alive. They made a mistake.

A MISTAKE?
Does that make them innocent?

Does that make you innocent?

If I were you,
I'd start saying some prayers.

You don't know the kind of man
that you are working for.

CREAKS

Patrick McIvor? It's the police.

CREAKS

Patrick?

We've got news about your daughter.

Patrick?

I'm Detective Sergeant Clarke.

Siobhan.

I've got news about Caroline.
Leave me alone.

Patrick, we've found -
LEAVE ME ALONE!

Tommy?

Thomas.

What are you doing here?

Think you're the only one
who wants to catch this fucker?

Course I knew who the number was!
Stop! It may be evidence!

We'll find him
but this doesn't help.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

He killed my wife.

I know that.

We WILL find him.

DOOR SLAMS

♪ The Lord's My Shepherd
♪ My soul he doth

♪ Restore again

♪ And me to walk

♪ Doth make

♪ Within the paths of righteousness

♪ Within the paths of righteousness

♪ E'en for his own name's sake

♪ E'en for his own name's sake

♪ Yea though I walk

♪ In death's dark vale

♪ Yet will I fear

♪ No ill

♪ For thou art

♪ With me

♪ And thy rod

♪ And staff me comfort still

♪ And staff me comfort still

♪ Goodness and mercy

♪ Goodness and mercy

♪ All my life

♪ Shall surely follow me

♪ Shall surely follow me

♪ And in God's house

♪ For evermore

♪ My dwelling place

♪ Shall be ♪

"Patrick McIvor
is Carson's chauffeur."

He started work three weeks ago
under the name of Gordon Wolsey,

but his references didn't check out.

"A letter from McLeod warned him to
produce new ones or be dismissed."

Send back up! Send it now!

Keep moving!
Please!

PATRICK? PATRICK MCIVOR?
TOO LATE!

HE HAS TO PAY!
It's not too late!

Please! You don't understand,
none of you understand!

They killed Caroline!

They tore me apart!

We know that, Patrick.
We know it now!

And all this time you knew.

You could've saved me.
You're supposed to be a man of GOD!

My wife,

she forgave you lot, not ME!
I'm sorry -

What she didnae know is they
bastards buried our daughter ALIVE!

Patrick! Patrick!

It was an accident.

They were in shock.
It wasn't deliberate.

Oh, you keep outta this!
I am sorry.

I am so sorry.

Your fault!

NO!

The driving job became available
and McIvor put himself up for it.

Iris must've...

..told him that Brady was guilty.

Once he was in, he would've found out
about the others.

Hiding in plain sight, isn't it?

JOURNALIST: Inspector!

Inspector Rebus?

Look, I've sent you on
a wild goose chase -

Michael Patterson's been selling
dodgy meat to the nursing home, OK?

And it's been killing them off.

The old folks are on their last legs

so the pathologists haven't
been as rigorous.

What the...?
This is gonna be big!

Ah, yes.

Yes. That's what I was thinking.

You have just made an old man...
very happy.

Well done.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Rebus.

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