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'You remember it, then?
Rosie Duff murder?

'Would've been all over the news.'

'I was three, sir.'
'Three? Jesus.'

I'm Bel Richmond.
This is Echoes: The Rosie Duff Case.

'If you wanna get rid of a body...'

you bury it.

'You don't leave it in the middle
of a tourist attraction

'right in the middle of summer.'

Ziggy!

'We tried to help her.

'We just... We found her.
We didn't do it!'

'You detained three people
and have since released them.'

As is law in Scotland,

an arrest cannot be made
without sufficient evidence.

'Sir, how can we release them?!'

'They are still under investigation,
Janice.'

We didn't see her tonight.
We don't know her.

'Didn't see her.
Don't know her.'

Rosie, that's where we'll be.

'You stand by your testimony?'

You saw Rosie in the pub, and then
you found her at the cathedral?

That's right.

'I think
we need to tell them the truth.'

'You started this, Ziggy.

'We stick to the story.'

I don't think I can.

Well you'd better, Ziggy.

'Register House
just sent over a birth certificate

'for Rosie's baby.'

'Have you considered the possibility

'that one of the students
could have been the father?'

'Legally, I cannot name
the three students

'that were at the scene
of the crime,

'so instead,
I will be giving them aliases.

'There's "the Artist"...

' "the Historian"...

'and then "the Medic".'

I'm sorry.

'They're taking it seriously, then?'

Giving it to some kids.

We're taking it very seriously,
Mr Duff.

I just want to hurt something!

'We lost Rosie.'

'Rosie's dead.'

I don't care any more!

'I was lucky enough

'to meet with
the two young detectives

'assigned to Rosie's case,

'and I'm hopeful they'll share
their progress with us,

'because - whilst I'm pleased
that the SPS are reinvestigating -

'I can't help but wonder
why it's taken so long.

'Is this just a cynical PR exercise?
I'm trying to keep an open mi...'

'My main suspect is dead.'

I finally had something on him
after 25 years... something new.

This photo of him with the victim?

I could have shown it to him,
really pressed him

and then caught him out.

Are we sure that it wasn't
an accident?

There was an eyewitness.

A dog walker that said
he saw the car swerve out of its way

and then sped up through him.

And you think this is connected
to the Rosie case?

He was killed right next to the
graveyard that she is buried in.

Well, YOU can take this stuff
up to Murder Squad.

I think Road Traffic
have passed it up.

Who've they put on it?

Ah, beautiful timing!
DS Pirie, DS Parhatka.

Do you know each other?

Well, do you or don't you?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.

Good. Good.

Findley's got him on this, yeah?

Nice. Bit of a reunion, then?

Uh, Malkiewicz' husband's here.

I was gonna interview him, so if...
if you wanted to sit in?

Yeah. Yeah, sounds good.
Er... What room?

I'll meet you in there.

- Phil's on it.
- 'Are you kidding me?!'

Do you think he got himself assigned
on purpose?

Don't think he could have.
'Cos that would be creepy.'

I've lost like four quid
to this thing.

What do I do?!

Erm...

Solve the case,
avoid having sex with him again,

and stop sleeping
in all of your clothes.

It's not restful.

All right, "queen of wellness".

You're having Frazzles
for breakfast again.

I can hear it. All right? Bye!

It's not just an elaborate way
to get you to talk to me.

You don't need an elaborate way
to talk to me.

You've got my number.

Paul?

Yeah.
Hi, DS Karen Pirie. Hi.

Do you want to come this way?

Sure.

I don't understand any of this.

If it wasn't an accident,
what happened?

We have an eyewitness
that says the driver

may have intentionally
swerved towards Ziggy,

and the location of the incident...

by the graveyard
where Rosie Duff is buried.

We are investigating the possibility

that there's a connection
between the cases.

What do you mean?

Did Ziggy ever talk to you
about Rosie Duff?

Only that it was awful.

The worst night of his life.

That he'd thought about her
every day since.

Did he ever talk to you
about the party?

Just that they went to one.

And that...

he invited her... and she came?

No.

Here.

I don't know
what you are getting at,

but I am not doing this.

Not today.
Paul...

we think someone
might have killed Ziggy for revenge.

Revenge for what?
For Rosie's death.

He had nothing to do with it!

Maybe the driver knew something
that we don't.

Or maybe they knew nothing!

And maybe you and the press
and now this stupid podcast

have been telling the wrong story
for years,

and Ziggy...

my Ziggy
has paid the price for it!

Do you know what happened to him?

Happened to him...?
Afterwards. After Rosie.

Do you know what they did to him?

Who?
Her brothers.

They nearly killed him!

You idiot.

You stupid prick!

- Help! Help me!
- You be quiet!

Put that around you.

Do you hear me?!

If you wanna get out,
put that around you!

Very happy to leave you down there!
Shut up, Colin!

Round your waist!

OK!

OK!

Hold on!

I've done you a big favour here.

I could have left you in there
to die,

but I decided to let you go,

so you do not tell a soul
that this happened,

or I'll kill you
with my bare hands...

and I mean it!

'The Turning Of Our Bones'
by Arab Strap

♪ Dig us up and hold us high

♪ Raise our carcass to the sky

♪ Wrap us up in sequin skin

♪ And we can dance again in sin

♪ Just take my hand and be brave
We'll say goodbye to this grave

♪ Tonight we salsa, we rave
We are upcycled and saved

♪ We've got the hay, so let's roll
Surrender all self control

♪ Quick now before the bell tolls

♪ Let's sing the sighs
From our souls. ♪

Hey, you were good in there.
Don't butter me up.

It's the truth.

Hey, give me one minute, will you?

I, er... OK, look.

I know I haven't acted like it,
but I...

I liked you, Karen.
I mean, I do... like you.

I have done for ages, I just...

And your way of showing me it
is giving me the cold shoulder

and talking about me
with the boys' club upstairs?

And then letting me know that
I didn't get this case on merit,

and now I've got to work it
with you.

I did say, "I'm sorry."

Only after you got a promotion
and I no longer outranked you...

No, it was never about that.

We're not gonna talk about this.
We're gonna work.

OK... Erm, and when we're working,
are we gonna be...?

We're fine. It's fine.
OK. Mainly because...

I've got a new puppy, and
I don't want him to see us fighting.

Puppy?

Phil, this is DC Murray,
aka "The Mint".

Mint, this is DS Parhatka.

"Murray Mints"?

Parhatka? Is that, erm...?
Polish, aye. Yeah, I'm half Polish.

OK, you two can go for drinks later
and do all this. The Duff brothers.

Colin and Brian Duff.

If Ziggy WAS killed for revenge,

these two
are the most likely suspects.

And now we know that Ziggy
was attacked by Colin in 1996

right after the murder.

I'll find out their movements
and interview them as soon as.

Oh, in case it helps,

I've been looking at
these old pictures

of the Lammas Bar.

All the CCTV images
are of the front entrance,

but there's another exit
round the back.

Iona left Colin in the pub
at 2.30am.

The CCTV proves
he used the front entrance at four,

but he could have left
at any point through the rear

and then come back in later on.

So his alibi
is not as strong as we thought.

You're wondering
if he's in the frame for Rosie, too?

He unsettles me, Sarge.
I think he's a... psycho.

Multiple assaults
on both the brothers' records.

Rosie was scared of them.

Check in on the girl
that Brian went home with, too.

And find lona Kaleel.

She left Colin in the pub
that night.

Phil, I'm coming
on those interviews.

That other kid quit already?

Colin, Brian Duff, this is...
DS Parhatka, Murder Squad.

Would you mind telling us
where you both were

yesterday evening
around eight o'clock?

I was here. Stayed late
to finish scraping the wallpaper.

Colin was gone by then, eh?

I was at The Red Lion. Why?
What's this about?

I'm investigating
the murder of Sigmund Malkiewicz.

He was killed in a hit-and-run
last night.

We also have a report of a previous
attack on Malkiewicz in 1996.

Malkiewicz never told anyone
apart from his husband.

You threw him down
the bottle dungeon of the castle

and then left him there for hours.

Would you have gone back
if your brother hadn't made you?

Look...

Colin came to me
and telt me what he did,

and we pulled him out.

No harm done.

Still think we should have
left him in there to rot.

I just lost my sister. Don't want
my brother going to prison.

Aye, well, someone
needs to do something.

They just let them go.

Shh! If the police ask...
They won't ask.

And if they do,
it's none of their business.

I didn't know how to handle it.
The grief. I just...

I felt like
I needed to do something.

Get revenge?
I wanted him to admit what he did.

I was trying to make him talk.

And did he?
No.

Malkiewicz is dead now.

Even if you're right
and he did do it,

we can't ever get a confession.

That's a tragedy. For us. Really.

But it's not our fault.

Colin, your alibi for the time
of Rosie's murder isn't solid.

Brian's is. There was another exit
to the pub. You could've...

Wait. One minute you're accusing me
of getting revenge for Rosie,

the next moment, you're saying...
you're saying I murdered her?

Which one is it, eh?

Why would I try and get a confession
out of that kid if I'd done it?

No. No, I'd...

I'd never hurt Rosie.

I was... I was broken when she died.

That's why I went after him.
We were all broken.

Jan? Up here.

Hi.

Have a look at this for me.

Her diary?
Yep.

Check out April and May.

"Cliff path. 9pm."

You think she was meeting someone
out there? Maybe.

And then it stops in June.

Sir...?
Aye.

Sir?

We'll have a closer look at it
later. Bag it for me up, will you?

On my way!

Sir, I've been looking at murders
or assaults

with similarities to Rosie.

Right.

Do you remember that incident
up in Inverurie? Nah.

Minnie Maccoll?

Ah, yeah, she was stabbed
and left in the erm...

The Bass Cemetery? Yeah.
Did they get anyone for it?

Not yet, no,
but the injuries are similar.

Cut right across the stomach,
and the cathedral...

it's a Pictish site.

Is a Pictish site, too.

Could be some kind of
ritualistic aspect to it all.

I'll look at the file.
Nice work, kid. Keep it up, eh?

Murray found a fault
in Colin Duff's alibi.

He could have left the pub
that night via a second exit

and then come back later,

but I just can't square
why he'd kill his sister like that.

Letting her bleed out? I mean...

This is why
we never focused on him or Brian

in the initial investigation.

Thing is...

I can't understand
why anyone would kill her like that.

I read in the reports
that at one point,

you were linking it to a murder
in Inverurie.

Minnie Maccoll?
Mm, that's right.

Strangled, stomach cut open -
a very similar crime.

Only, they found who did it.

Was her boyfriend,

and he was nowhere near Fife
the night Rosie died.

It was in the press a lot, though,
wasn't it?

Crimes like that always are.

So the murderer could have
heard about it? That's possible.

Maybe that's why they cut her
like that.

Took her to the cathedral.

To try and hang it on someone else.
The brothers...

they... they were violent
but impulsive.

I don't know if they could come up
with a cover story like that.

The students, though?
That I would believe more.

I think the Duff brothers
are a dead end.

Are you sure?

I don't think Colin did it.

What would his motivation be?

Kill your sister
that you're so protective over,

and then risk police attention

by throwing a kid down a dungeon
and leaving him there?

I don't think either of them
killed Rosie.

Looks like they didn't
kill Ziggy either.

Multiple witnesses
saw Brian working,

and we've got Colin
on security cameras in the pub.

And we've gone into
Malkiewicz's phone. Oh, yeah?

I can see from texts
he met with Alex Gilbey

and Tom Mackie
at Alex's house yesterday.

Paul said they weren't close
any more.

After Ziggy left, Weird called him
over and over again.

10, 12 times.

I spoke to the university
where he works

and he hasn't shown up today.

'Mr Mackie,
it's DS Phil Parhatka again.

'If you could call me back.'

Come on.

Iona Kaleel?

Detective?

Yeah, I got your message.

Is... now a good time to talk?

What was Rosie like?

Tough. Really sharp.

She could handle herself,

in a pub full
of beer-swilling blokes.

She would laugh
if she could see me now,

still stacking a glass-washer,
20-something years later.

Hm. What was her state of mind like
on that night?

Happy. She was seeing someone.

She had that funny,

kind of in-love thing where you
can't stop smiling to yourself...

Right...

so there was no break-up?
No.

The original investigation
looked at her diaries.

She'd written
that she was meeting someone

and that seemed to have stopped,
then she wrote a couple of times

she hated someone,
they wouldn't leave her alone.

No. Whoever she was seeing -
that was going well.

And she never told you who it was?

No. She told me nothing.

So how did you know
there was someone?

She snuck out early sometimes,
left me to clean up and lock up.

She'd come back later,
and I'd give her a lift home.

Whole time, she never told me
who it was she was meeting.

Do you recognise any of these men?

Yeah.

They found her, right?
Or were found with her.

We all knew about them. Word spread.

Had you seen them
around the pub before that? Yeah.

This one, I served a lot.

He was always in there?

Yeah, and Rosie'd try
and shrug him off onto me.

Why?
He was quite intense.

Fancied her?
Yeah.

He could've been who
she was writing about.

There's that girl
who does French...

with the boobs and the hair.
She wants Ziggy so bad.

I've seen her looking,
tongue wagging.

She's more than boobs
and hair, Weird.

I said she does French!
I think her name's Evelyn.

Both of you, piss off!
All right, fine.

I hate when he does that to me.
You just have to ignore him.

What, ignore the screaming madman
I've somehow made my best friend?

You've got me, too.

Yeah, but you just encourage him.
Oh, come on.

He's like a whirlwind.
You get swept up, no choice.

No, no, you like it.
You like how wild he is.

Come on, boys!
Whose is that?

Come on. Get in!

This feels illegal.

Professor Batt gave me another
bad mark, so I stole his keys.

But I'm just borrowing it!
Come on!

You're putting it back, yeah?
Yeah!

See! You just encourage him!

Here, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy.

Here, pussy, pussy.
Stop it.

That's a boy!

You're the absolute worst.

First big night of the summer.
Gotta make it memorable.

Alex!

Alex!

Come on, Alex.

Alex!

Tom "Weird" Mackie.

Where did the nickname come from?

I think it just does what it says
on the tin.

Let's look at the evidence
against him.

First and foremost...

the car.

Got something here, sir.

Sir, they've found a long,
dark hair on the passenger seat.

Send it for tests.

Do you reckon he's moved it?

Why hasn't he called us yet?

He must have moved it by now.
He'll call us.

But what if they find...
He's probably on his way back.

We're so screwed.

See, that's probably him now.

It's the police for you, Weird.

The keys were left in the
ignition, and the steering wheel

and the gear stick were all covered
in his fingerprints.

And... there was a long, dark hair
found in the front seat.

Rosie's?

Possibly.

The hair didn't have a root,

so they couldn't pull
a DNA profile from it...

because, you know,
it was the dark ages.

But we can do that now, right?
Maybe.

One hair isn't really enough,
but we should try.

And... look at this.

- Tom's detained again.
- 'Here we go again, Tom.'

And his story changes this time,
now he's been caught out.

His timeline goes from pub, party,
cathedral, to this.

I didn't steal it! I know the guy,
he likes me, I was just...

I was just messing about.

So you drove the car
from the university to the party.

Did you go anywhere else in it?
Er... no.

Time to tell the truth, Tom.

I just... I can't remember much.

Well, how did it end up
at the other end of town?

I was trying to drive it home,
but...

I was trying to drive us home,
and I thought that maybe

I'd be over the limit, so I, erm...
we just got out and walked.

OK,
that's what you're going for, eh?

That's your story?

HE SIGHS

We found this in the car, Tom.

Now that looks like one of
Rosie's hairs, doesn't it?

No! No, no... That's, erm...

that's Dorothy's.

Dorothy! Right.

I was wondering
when she was gonna come up.

Because we've spoken to her,
you know.

Yeah... sorry, I remember now.

Oh, NOW you remember?!

I drove her home... I think.

Why didn't you tell us that
from the beginning, Tom?

Sorry. That whole night's a mess
in my head.

So you drive Dorothy home,
then what?

I tried to go back
to the party, but...

I couldn't see straight, so, er...

I just got out and walked.

So you didn't try to drive yourself
and the boys home?

I am getting sick and tired
of your lies, Tom.

Why does he lie?
Why is he so inconsistent?

Maybe the drugs?
Maybe he genuinely doesn't remember.

Or... something happened here.

Something he is desperately
trying to hide.

So we need to find Dorothy,
see if she stands by her story.

Cos if he's with her from 2:30
to, what, 3:30, 4:00,

then he probably didn't have time
to kill Rosie. Right.

She was his alibi.

And was there any real interaction
between him and Rosie anyway?

Could she have been in that car
with him?

I think... if we test that hair,
we can find out.

That's me going
to the evidence warehouse, isn't it?

Yeah.

That place is creepy.

You're a big boy.

They can't pull anything
from the hair

aside from colour and texture.

You don't need to be a scientist
to figure that out, for God's sake!

Drugged-out teenage oiks,
lying constantly,

making a complete hash
out of everything...

and yet there's not one scrap of
physical evidence to tie them to it?

How is that possible? Eh?
I know, sir, I know.

Feels like every day that passes,

we just get further
and further away.

Hello. How're you doing?
Oh, you know.

Looks like the thermostat
in Warehouse D's on the blink,

so everyone's on my tits,

thinking all the evidence
is gonna degrade.

We're in Scotland.
It's not exactly gonna melt

before the maintenance man
gets here, is it?

Honestly. This job.
Nothing ever happens, ever.

But if something does happen,
everyone's... On your tits.

Yup.

My tits sympathise.

What do you want, then?

Rosie Duff murder case, 1996.

Let me get someone to cover the desk
and I'll take you through.

The thermostat's OK in here, right?
Don't start.

Here we go.

Fife Police, '90 to '99.

Get the switch.

They're alphabetical,
so it should be under D.

There you go. 11 boxes, it says.

Can call one of my henchmen
if you need a hand.

But you seem to have it
under control.

'Good news -

'we think we've got the car
that hit Malkiewicz on CCTV.'

Great. 'Passing through Pitscottie
just after the murder.'

Did you manage to get
a number plate?

'That's the bad news.

'The plates are
totally caked up with mud.

'Can't get anything from it.'
Jesus! You serious?

'I got the make and model -
it's a silver Corsa.'

And how many silver Corsas are there
in Scotland? Shite!

'I'm checking if Alex Gilbey
or Tom Mackie have one...'

'..or access to one.'

I've got another call coming
through, I've gotta go. Later.

Mint.

How are you feeling right now?

'Like, what kind of... mood?'

Six out of ten. Low-level pissed.

Right... OK.

What is it, Mint?

Mmm... Well, we've got the hair.
That's here.

'Right, well...'

send that off for tests.
Yeah, we will.

Erm, it's just there are supposed
to be 11 boxes of evidence...

'Right...'
..but there's only ten.

What box is missing?

Er... Rosie's clothes?

What?! All of her clothes?

The lady who works here...
what's it that do you do?

'It doesn't frickin'
matter, Mint!'

Well, she says that
it's happened before,

'mostly they turn up sometimes...'
Find it, Mint.

I'll have to go through
every box in here...

I said, FIND IT!

OK, so...
there are three men in Rosie's life

that we don't know
the identity of.

The one that she was seeing.

The one that was pestering her.
Who could have been Weird?

And the father of her child.

And any and all of them
could be the same man.

Oh, my God.

I have done you...
a huge favour.

That stuff cost £4.
I've had it before.

Not the wine.

I texted Rob.

The What's My Heritage guy.

Do you understand the bullet
I am taking for you?

The sexting has started again.

He's trying to... drag me back in.

I cannot wait to meet him.

You geeks really go for it,
don't you?

Excuse me, you wear a bum bag.

OK, what did he say?
About the case.

Well, you kind of owe
the podcast lady, actually,

because he's listened to it,
he loves it, and he wants to help.

Great. What do I need to do?

I'll intro you, go and see him.

Hopefully, he'll run
Rosie's DNA through the database

and if there is a match
for a child...

and can trace the father...
then we have Rosie's ex.

You might get nothing.
No, I know. I know.

But it's worth a try.

Right, but do it soon
so I can block his number.

Sure you wanna do that?

I will do it tomorrow.

You found it yet?
No.

I don't get it...
Does stuff go missing a lot?

No... never.

Right. Got you.

So...
I'm fighting a losing battle here?

No. Keep looking.

Karen? Rob Driscoll.

So nice to meet you.
Ahhh!

So you're friends with River.
Yeah, River.

Great girl.
Mm. I'm a big fan.

Yeah...

Shall we?
Mm!

This is a signed declaration that
I won't use any of the information

you give me in court,
under any circumstances.

Mmm. And if you do, I'll sue you?

Well, ideally,
you... sue the police.

And, er... if I give you a name...

will you contact them?

I won't implicate you
or the site in any way.

I just need a pointer in the right
direction. I can do the rest.

This... sequence...

could help us find a murderer.

Someone who strangled
a 19-year-old girl,

cut her stomach open

and left her to die in a graveyard,
very slowly.

We've been looking for them
for 25 years.

She's so beautiful.

Only took 25 years, eh?

Doesn't matter.

Nothing matters except for this.

I know he's a nightmare
most of the time,

but it's moments like this I think,

"Thank God
for my stupid brother."

Because he gave me you.

Don't do it.

Thought it'd make me feel better.

I can help with that.

I know Weird doesn't like me
talking to you...

so I'm taking this opportunity,
whilst he's in police custody...

to see how you are.

How I am?

Well, he's being questioned again,
which means I'm probably next.

You'll be OK.

He didn't...

do something... did he?

What do you mean?

Get you all into this?

We both know he's a liability.

Does the name Galloway
make sense to you?

Galloway...

The person who this sequence
belongs to... Rosie.

Does have a match
on the database.

A child.
Date of birth 16th August 1993.

Is there any family on
the father's side? No. Not on here.

What's their name?

Grace.

Grace Galloway.

Rosie's daughter.

He's just through here.

Trust you to catch me
on a break.

It's OK, I know you're on it.

I was gonna bring you
some doughnuts, but...

I've only ever seen
you eat pure protein.

Doughnuts would have been fine.
This place has changed me.

No luck, then, I take it?

No. Nothing.

Kirstie, lady at the desk, said

when the Scottish Police Service
was formed,

all the old evidence
was centralised here.

Before then, every station stored
their own evidence.

They had to bring it over
in truckloads, so...

some of it did go...
Missing.

This cannot get out.
Aye.

The podcast lady'll get us good.

Right, OK.

Let's see what else we have.

Have you got Weird's clothes
from the night of?

Yeah. Let me see.

So how are you getting on, then,
have you solved it yet?

Yeah. Yeah, it's done.
I should have told you that.

I can't find Dorothy.
Oh, really?

I don't know where she's hiding.

She could have changed her name,
moved away.

Well, you found Rosie's daughter.

I believe in you.

You should probably pretend
that you don't know about that.

I don't wanna make you complicit.

I'm good at playing dumb.

Ha-ha, it's all an act, is it?
What d'you mean?

What are you gonna do, though?

I reckon I meet her...
Tell the bosses later.

And... what if this girl
doesn't know her mum's dead?

Yeah...

that is the tricky thing.

I'm hoping that if you're
curious enough about your background

to use an ancestry site...

that you might have tried
to already trace your birth parents.

There are two cardigans here.

I don't want to be the one
to break that news.

Sarge,
there are two cardigans here,

in Weird's box of clothes.

It's Rosie's. This one's Rosie's.

It must have been misfiled.

Oh, my God.
We have something of hers.

I'd given up all hope.
Send them for tests.

Which tests?
The tests! All of the tests!

And send Weird's clothes, too?
Yes! Send them all.

Oh, I'm gonna hug you now, Mint!

Hi. We spoke on the phone.
DS Karen Pirie.

Grace.

Do you live here alone?
Yep.

It was my parents', obviously.

But my mum died last year,
and my dad's in a care home now.

I'm sorry.

I'll probably sell it
at some point, but...

at the moment,
it just doesn't feel right.

Ah...

Grace...

I hope you don't mind me asking...

you were adopted as a baby?

I know... about her
if that's what this is about?

Yeah. It is.

I found out last year.

I didn't know if I wanted to know
who she was

or who my birthfather was
because...

they obviously didn't want me.

And I didn't want my mum to think I
didn't see her as my mum, you know.

Mm.

But then, when she died...

and I felt...

alone.

I'm not close with my dad -
he's, erm...

I don't think
he ever really wanted me either.

Anyway, I got in touch
with Child Services,

and they told me...

that my birth mother was murdered.

Again, I'm so sorry.

Well, you haven't been the greatest,
have you?

The police.

I really want to get justice
for her, Grace.

How are you going to do that?

We're still in the early stages.

We're looking at all the evidence
again with new technology.

You're next of kin - I can keep you
as updated as you like.

Yeah. Do.

Did you ever find out anything
about your birth father?

They didn't have any information
about him.

Why? Do you know anything about him?

No. No, nothing.

So...

you're asking me because...

you think he might have
killed her?

I don't know.

But it feels like something
we should look into...

with your permission.

So you'll try and find him?

We can take a DNA sample from you
and put into our system

and see if there's a familial match.

If he's ever been processed
by the police, then he'll be on it.

Right. A sample.

And you want to do that now?

No, no,
you can come down to the station,

or I can send someone up here.

I really think it's worth a try.

If we don't find anything,
then there's no... I'll come in.

Great.

Good.

Sir, sir. You... wanted to see me.

'No, no,
I don't trust them at all...

'I think they've reopened the case
in name only,

'to look like
they're doing something.

'Instead of focussing on the people
we know were involved,

'they've been throwing out
accusations,

'insulting accusations
at us - her family.'

Made a good impression, then?

Sir, I...

This is exactly what we DIDN'T want
to happen.

We reopened the case
to support the Duff family,

to limit the damage of the podcast.

I was following a lead I had
at the time.

Ah! Good lead, was it?
No.

But I have made progress elsewhere.

Go on.

I've found Rosie Duff's daughter.

She's willing to take a DNA test,
so I can trace the father.

We did not approve
an application to Child Services.

I went a different route.

A different route?

A genetic genealogy site.

They gave access,

I signed a waiver saying we wouldn't
use their data evidentially.

This is... I...

I don't even know
if I have the words...

I just needed a pointer
in the right direction.

You have sabotaged this case
so profoundly!

I honestly don't think I have.

I am in one mind to take you
off it completely.

There was every chance that she
didn't know who her mother was.

But she did.
And every chance

that she might not
even have wanted to know.

But she did.
And every chance that you,

DS Pirie,
could have ruined her life.

Thank you, Simon.

I agree with everything
DI Lees has said.

You shouldn't have gone against
our orders.

But...

I do understand why you did.

This is your first murder case.
You're learning the ropes. Just...

run everything by us from now on.

Should have been doing that anyway.

Won't happen again, sir.

Mint.

What was my nickname?

What?
When I got the job.

You said I had a nickname,
what was it?

That was someone else...
I know it wasn't.

Tell me what it was.

Dolly bird?

No!
Sugar tits?

No! No.

Token... woman?

Ticker.

What?
As in... box.

Box ticker?
It was just banter.

Some of the guys in the office
wanted the job,

I guess they were butt-hurt.

They thought you got it
because...

Cos I tick the bloody woman box!

Pirie.

'Hi, you left me
a voicemail.'

Sorry, who's this?
'Dorothy Campbell.'

It's like a Visit Scotland advert.

We've done a few of those.

Dorothy Campbell?

DS Karen Pirie.

Nice to be blasted with some sea air
every once in a while.

I call it a Fife facial.

You look good at it.

I'm sorry it took you so long
to find me.

I've been married three times.

Dorothy Duncan, Dorothy Wilson,

and now, here I am... Campbell.

Hopefully, my final form.

Hmph. It's OK, I'm here now.

You want to talk about that night.

I'm glad.

You are?
I've been following the podcast.

It's made me look back
at things differently.

There's things I should have said
a long time ago.

Things I didn't think would
make a difference back then.

Go on.

I told the police
that I was with Weird all night.

'Common People' by Pulp

Kind of ironic, eh?
What?

Poshos singing Common People.

I'm not posh.

Yes, you are.

You want something?
What do you mean?

Open up.

You wanna go get some more, Rosie?

Who's Rosie?

We went to meet a dealer.

Weird wanted to get some acid
and go to the cathedral.

Cathedral?
I know.

This dealer was some bloke in a car
park on the other side of town.

When we got there, Weird realised
he didn't have any money on him,

so he asked me to pay for it.

I said no - not for all of it -
it wasn't all for me.

We had an argument...
he flipped out.

And I got out the car.

And what time was this?

Three-ish, maybe.

This isn't what you told the police.

No.

Why did you lie?

I was scared.

My parents are very religious...

quite uptight.

I didn't want to tell the police
that I'd taken drugs,

walked home by myself,
same night a girl got killed.

I was worried they would find out.

So the last time you saw him
was where?

In a car park over at Brownhills.

And that was at three.

And you told the police
you were with him until when?

Three-thirty, four?

He was out alone
in St Andrews for perhaps...

an hour, right around the time
Rosie was killed.

I know. I should have
said something sooner.

Yeah. Yeah, you should.

Weird's alibi for the night of
Rosie's death no longer stands up.

The witness has changed her story.

There's a whole stretch of time
where he was out in St Andrews

by himself,
doing God knows what.

'Alex Gilbey's been in contact.

'He's ready to talk.
Do you want in?'

Yeah. Course I want in.

Whatever Weird's done,
Alex will know about it.

Alex... We haven't been able
to get hold of Tom Mackie.

He's, erm... not been very well.

His mental health was never good,

but it's taken a turn
for the worse recently.

We understand you met with him
and Ziggy just before Ziggy died.

Here.
What'd you talk about?

Just...

wanted to see each other.

In light of...
all this starting again.

You spoke about the case?

We, erm...

talked about how hard
it would be,

all the attention it would bring.

We know Rosie was at the party,
Alex.

It shows that he lied at the time

and lied right up until
the day he died.

Who was she there to see?

I don't know.

Was it Weird?

It could have been.
Cos he fancied her, didn't he?

Weird fancied everyone.

He often tried to get her attention.

He tried to get
everyone's attention.

Cos I spoke to Dorothy,
the girl Weird left the party with.

She's changed her story.
She lied to the police before.

She wasn't with Weird all night.

He was out and about by himself
for around an hour,

just at the time Rosie was killed.

When did you next see Weird
that night?

Weird?!

Where have you been?

I had to help walk him home.

Through the cathedral?

Why did you go that way?

I don't know. He wanted to.

He wanted you
to go through the cathedral?

Why do you think
he'd want you to do that?

I can't remember.

Maybe it was to ascertain
whether he'd just imagined

what had happened with Rosie,
or if it was real.

No. Maybe he's had you fooled
all these years, too.

Maybe Ziggy knew.

Maybe that's why Ziggy's dead now.

He couldn't hold the secret
any longer

and Weird killed him for it.

No.

Did you ever see him have
a bad trip?

Yes. Did he ever get violent
when he was on drugs?

Once or twice.
What happened?

He, er...

he got paranoid.

Started seeing things.

Seeing things?

Things that weren't there.

And what would happen then?

He'd get scared...

think that
they were attacking him.

Sarge.
Yep.

Well, don't "Sarge" me, Mint,
and not say anything.

Sorry, it's the lab,
they've run the hair. Right.

They've managed to pull
a DNA profile.

What?

The skin cells were found
on the hair shaft itself.

Sarge, it's Rosie's.

Rosie's hair was on the front seat.

Rosie was in the car with Weird
that night.

Weird's called Glasgow police.
He's had a break-in.

He thinks he's being targeted,
stalked...

They've been round, but we could...
..follow up.

This is how we get him
to talk to us.

This is our in.

Thank you.
You're drinking away your sorrows?

No.

Well...

aye, maybe.

I'll tak' one o' those.

I don't know how you can stand
coming in here.

She loved it here.
Loved working. Loved lona.

Feels like if I stop coming...
I'll stop seeing Rosie.

If that makes sense.

Aye.

Aye, it does.

I'm, er...

sorry, Archie.

I'm really, really sorry...

Now, don't.

I have hope.

You are going to solve this.
I know.

I have something. Something new.

An eyewitness.

It has promise.
I mean, it still needs work, but...

Good man.

I've got the scent of him now.

Tom Mackie?

I'm DS Parhatka, this is DS Pirie.

Police have already been.
Dusted for prints.

They've passed it on to us.
May we come in?

It's a beautiful house, Mr Mackie.

All my ex-wife.

Oh. Sorry.

I saw someone
in my back garden...

running away from the house.

Right. Male, female?

I'm not sure, it was quick.

And the key to the back door
has gone.

I'll get the locks changed,
but I want to know who it was.

I think someone's been following me.
In your car? Or in person?

Car.

Where and when you were followed?

It was the day before yesterday,
on the way home from the university.

Did you catch sight of the car?

Medium-sized, black.
Maybe a Peugeot?

I didn't quite catch it.

What made you think
it was following you?

It was behind me
for the whole journey

and then it pulled up on my street.
It was following me.

Right.

Is there a reason
someone would follow you?

Where were you three nights ago,
Mr Mackie?

I was here on my own.

That was the night
of Ziggy's accident.

I was here when I heard about it,
I heard from Alex.

Paul called him.

You got any way
of corroborating that?

I didn't...

I didn't kill Ziggy.
I didn't kill my friend.

Mr Mackie...

I'm investigating
the Rosie Duff case.

No.

We think that the two deaths
might be related.

No.
Mr Mackie,

we have new forensics that challenge
the veracity of your story.

I will not talk about Rosie.
I will not talk about her.

Well, if that is the case,
will... you at least tell us why?

It ruined my life once...

and I won't let it ruin me again.

Justice for Rosie!

I agree! Justice for Rosie!

You should NOT be allowed back
on campus.

What the hell do you know, eh?
Come on. Say it again.

Not worth it. Come on.

Erm...

Professor Keen.

I'm sorry, but...

if Tom Mackie is going to be present
in this lecture, then...

well, then a group of us
won't be comfortable staying.

Wait... hang on, girls...

What do you even mean?
What're you talking about?

He should've been suspended.
At least until we know the truth.

Know the truth?
It's got nothing to do with you.

Now, Tom, let me handle this.

Nah, we went to a party.

Just like you all do -
we went, and we got drunk,

and as we were walking home
we tried to help a girl.

We tried to SAVE her!

Nah, you can all do one!
Tom...

You can piss off.
Tom! And so can you.

Tom...

I think you should take this period
to concentrate on yourself,

straighten out the legal issues
you're facing...

I don't have any legal issues.

It's just a term.

Take the term.

If Professor Batt is so mad at me
for borrowing his car,

why did he not press charges, eh?

Professor Batt doesn't want you
to have a criminal record.

He thinks you have
a very bright future.

But he also thinks
that you should learn from this.

There needs to be some consequences.

You don't think I'm feeling
some consequences?

I'm not saying anything.

Tom Mackie. Since you won't
co-operate with us,

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you
to report to the station tomorrow

so we can interview you
under caution

about the murder of Rosie Duff.

You have the right to a solicitor
during the interview.

You can call one, or just let us
know, we can provide one for you.

Get out my house.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

PHONE RINGS

Mint.
'Sarge...'

Bel has this forum thing
on a big messaging site,

sort of for true crime geeks
or whatever -

she's been using aliases,
but they've decoded them.

They've posted pictures
of Ziggy and Weird.

What?!

'They've been named
on the internet.'

So their identities are out there?
'They have been for days.'

So this means Ziggy's killer
could be anyone.

Any random vigilante.

Yeah.
'Send it to me now.'

We need to shut this down.

What?

Jesus!
What is it?

Just get in!

Look, is there a way we could...

Hello. New partner?

Gotta say, the other one, sweet,

but doesn't have
a lot going on up there.

Well, don't worry, I have.

Nice to meet you. Bel Richmond.

Your listeners have been
naming suspects on the internet.

Right...

Well, I don't control
the internet, Karen.

You've been too specific.

I've mentioned no names.
You didn't have to.

I have to give some detail.
Otherwise it's, it's vague...

it's not...
Entertaining?

You picked a real sweet spot,
didn't you?

You haven't said enough
that I can issue an injunction,

but you have said enough
to ruin those men's lives.

That's an overreaction.

Ziggy Malkiewicz is dead.

What? You cannot put that
in your podcast.

You cannot write about it,
and if you dare tweet about it...

I won't.

What happened?
We can't tell you that.

But do you understand why
keeping their identities a secret

is so important?
Of course I do...

A man is dead, Bel.
I get it. I do.

Of course, now he's deceased,
I can name him. Legally.

If you want any co-operation
from the police at all,

you will ensure the offending posts
are taken down,

you will issue an update
to remind listeners

never to identify suspects online
and...

you will start to show us
some respect.

Understood.

I'm here to help.
In fact, I think I already have.

Your DC was very, erm, excited
about the photos he took from me.

Illegally, I might add.
Have they been of use?

I can't share that.

They are my source's property...
They'll be returned.

Seeing as you want to help
so much...

I've been thinking about putting
a call out for witnesses.

You clearly have more reach
than the police could even dream of.

Yes. And I want you to use it.

Ask for eyewitnesses
from the early hours of 27th June.

Between 3am and 4am.

It was a summer's evening,
there was a big football match on,

there might have been people around.

People that we haven't spoken to
yet.

Done.

Right.

Report back if you find anything.

That was good.
Yeah?

Yeah.

'The Drowners' by Suede

Pint of lager, please,
and a wee tequila shot.

Come on! Rubbish, man!

Yes. Come on!

Disco shandy.

Oh, God.
Dorothy!

Why've you not called me back?

Why'd you think, Weird?

You're a mess.

I'm not a mess.
OK.

I liked you - I like you.

So I just thought, you know...

It doesn't matter,
I don't want to talk to you.

Come on. Please...
Oh, don't beg!

You did tell them, didn't you?

You told them I was with you
all night, yeah?

Oi, that's my pint, you little...

Oh, sorry, mate,
I thought it was my pint.

Oh, big man.

Sir! Sir, there's something
happening down by the castle.

What?

Someone said there's a kid
down there,

threatening to throw himself off -
they think it's the Mackie boy.

What the...?

Do something!

Come on÷!

Come on!

Do something!
Tom?

Tom?

Hey, Tom?

No. No, don't come any closer!

I'm here to help you, Tom.

I need you to take a step down now.

The wind's strong.
I can't take this any more.

Whatever you've done,
this isn't the answer.

You do not have to do this.

Tell them to go.

All of you, just get back.
Just leave me alone!

I'll leave you alone
if you just take a step down.

This is it, man!

You did this. You've pushed me here.

You did this!

What about your friends, eh?

How about we get them up here?

The police will leave,

and your friends can take you home,
eh?

I'm here to help you, Tom.

I really need you
to take a step down. Now.

Come on, Tom,
we can sort this out.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

No.
Tom!

Police.

You need to send the police.

'What did Tom Mackie
have to say?'

Wouldn't give us anything useful.

But he's rattled, that's clear.

'So you're bringing him in
under caution?'

We know he was in the car with
Rosie that night, we can prove it.

Her hair and his fingerprints.

And we know he was hounding her,
Iona will testify to that.

Once he's got the evidence
in front of him, he'll talk.

What makes you think that?

He's weighed down by something.

You can see it in him.

And he made that attempt
on his life, back in '96.

I think he wanted to escape
the guilt...

and maybe we can give him
a better way out now,

an opportunity to finish this.

To finally come clean.

Barney!

Boss!

Hold on, Tom. Hold on.

Hold on.

Barney! Barney.

Tom. Tom. Tom.

Tom.

Tom, I need to ask you
some questions.

Were you trying to harm yourself
at the cliff edge?

No.

I wasn't.

I wasn't going to actually...

Is there something that's bothering
you, or troubling you,

that would make you do something
like that?

If you mean, to do with Rosie,
then...

no.

My boss is dead because of you.

Here we go again, Tom.

Time to tell the truth, Tom.

Tom.

Rosie.

- Tell me the truth.
- Tell me the truth.

Tom.

Tell me the truth.

I know I haven't been
straightforward.

It's not cos I changed my mind.

I never change my mind about you.

Is he alive?

Yes, he's lost lots of blood.

I heard you made an arrest.
How do you know that?

- I'm good at my job.
- Where are we, Pirie?

Can we charge?

She walked off into town at 2am.

Did you follow her?

We don't have enough proof.
YET! Not enough yet.

She's changed her mind.
About tracing her father.

You'd think she'd want
to help with the investigation.

You go out there holding that,
they're just gonna shoot you.

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