All language subtitles for Monarch Of The Glen s03e05

What do you think?

All this time I never knew
there were three Gs in Glenbogle.

- What?
- Like the three Rs in stirrer?

Let's try to keep this
constructive, shall we?

What we're after
is blanket coverage-

which means plastering
these all over the glen.

Invasion of the oiks,
that's what it means.

We haven't got much time. It's
going to be hard work. Between us-

hands full,
kitchening.

I've already promised Golly
that I'd be about.

Right, it's just
us two then.

Sorry, I've this morning's
post to sort through.

Put it down, dear, before
you do yourself an injury.

What's all this?

Do say you like it,
Archie.

It's our contribution
to the big day.

We thought we'd call it
"the Dungeon Experience. "

The visitors could
come down here,

then we could give them
a turn in the manacles,

and then tell them
terrible tales

of incarceration
and despair.

All for a modest fee,
of course.

- Mother, it's brilliant.
- Thank you.

Of course, I can't take
all the credit.

You father did some work.
Least he could do,

considering it was his fault
the bridge collapsed.

- It wasn't my fault. - Hector, please.
Anyway, onwards and upwards.

There's a lot
of research to do here

if I'm going to get this
notice board filled out in time.

Arch, try these manacles on,
they're great fun.

You don't think
you're going to find anyone

daft enough to put
those things on, do you?

Ah, Duncan...

( theme music playing )

At least we know
they work.

Not if we can't
unlock them, they don't.

- It's a bit stiff, that's all.
- Careful, you'll bend it.

All right, don't panic.
You know what we need?

- Help?
- Lubricating oil.

Stay right
where you are.

( slaps )

Ahem!

You look dazzling
this morning.

I like to make
an effort for my man.

( laughs )

So when are you going to lift
me out of this life of drudgery?

Maybe sooner
than you think.

Oh, aye?
Tell me more.

Stick with me, cinders, I'll
make you queen of the highlands.

After what happened to the
last one, I think I'll pass.

I'm not interrupting
anything, am I?

No, we're talking about people
getting their heads chopped off.

A tradition I'm personally
all for reviving.

Like the one about a fair
day's work for a fair day's pay?

Getting a pay raise,
am I?

I was expecting you
a quarter of an hour ago.

Whatever you wanted, it had better
be good. I've got a lot on today.

It's much better
than good.

After you.

Mr. MacDonald.

Oh, Councilor Ayling.

The big day
dawns, eh?

I hope you'll be along.
It should be quite an event.

I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

I'm impressed.
You've done very well.

- Thank you. - Pass my congratulations
on to Mr. Mclntosh, too.

He's done a great job
with that bridge.

There's more to come.

We're behind him with the
plans for the development.

- What development?
- Boglecroft.

- Boglecroft?
- It's got a ring to it, don't you think?

Let me get this
straight.

You want to buy
that mountain,

Ben Bogle, and turn it into
some sort of holiday resort?

You got it in one.

If you want my advice,
I'd stick to what you know.

I'm not planning on being a
building supplier all my life.

And this...

this just can't fail.

The estate gets a lump of cash,
which I make back in timeshare,

and you earn brownie points
with the bank.

Everybody's happy.

Say I was interested, what sort
of figures are we talking about?

I could certainly
offer 200,000.

250,000, and we might be
in the same ballpark.

( thunder rumbles )

Looking for anything
in particular?

Oh, no, no.
I was just...

looking around.
What are these for?

Castrating
bull calves.

- What's your problem?
- No-no problem.

There is no problem.
It's just...

a mechanical hitch in the dungeon.
there's nothing to worry about.

Lubricates the parts
other oils can't reach.

It's a little more serious
than rusty steel.

Quite frankly, what I need
is some kind of hacksaw.

Hacksaw?

There you go.

Tungsten carbide.

Cuts like a hot knife
through butter.

A hot knife? all right,
that's just the ticket.

Watch yourself.

Molly:
Oh, sorry.

- Good book, is it?
- Ripping read.

The story of Ian Mclntosh, the
dashing bird man of Glenbogle.

I think I'll wait
to see the film.

You know he was
the only man ever

to escape from our
impregnable dungeon.

- When was it?
- 1493.

Shame, I'd like to have
asked him how he did it.

This would make the perfect
tale for my notice board.

The problem is,
it's a complete mystery.

Listen- "the day
of his escape,

Mclntosh and a small
band of accomplices

were discovered by the
MacDonald search party,

somewhere
in the Glenbogle hills.

The battle of pairc
na truit gailleach

was swift and brutal.

Mclntosh fought valiantly,
but he was weak from starvation

and he was cut down
on the bloody field.

The secret of his escape
died with him. "

Stirring stuff,
isn't it?

I prefer a good
Jackie Collins, myself.

Stuart: This is only an artist's
impression of the complex.

But it's pretty much
how I see Boglecroft.

And these are profit projections
for the first five years.

Based on a 10% increase
in occupancy

- over each 12-month period
- I'm impressed.

I also have outline planning
permission from the council.

If you can deliver
on these promises...

- we might have a deal.
- Excellent.

An historic moment: A Mclntosh
makes a killing on MacDonald land.

We can't do anything
without talking to Archie.

He can't put the kibosh
on it, can he?

You call
the shots, right?

I have to consult with him
out of courtesy.

But while the bank's
in charge,

yes, I call the shots.

( honking )

Steady on, you nearly
ran me down.

I know who I'd like
to run down.

What were you
planning to do?

Build some legoland for adults on
my mountain without us noticing?

It's not as bad
as it sounds.

You're in on this as well?
When were you gonna tell me?

I just found out.
Hear what he's got to say.

- Go on then.
- Stuart: I'm talking a massive investment.

- That means local jobs and wealth.
- For you, no doubt.

For everyone. People are
falling over themselves

to get out of towns
and breathe fresh air.

What they don't want is the
inconvenience of the country,

so we give them a shop,
a swimming pool,

restaurants, entertainment
in the evenings.

But we give it to them
on Ben Bogle.

That way, they get the
best of both worlds.

It's got pound signs
written all over it.

It's got tacky
written all over it.

It might go down well at the
Costa Del Sol, but not here.

Well said, Archie.

Sell a Mclntosh MacDonald
land? Over my dead body.

I'll put that
in the contract if you like.

Think how it would boost
your visiting figures.

All those people
right on your doorstep.

- On my mountain.
- It'd be my mountain. That's the whole point.

However desperate we get,
splitting up the estate

is the one thing
I do not intend to do.

You'd pay off half
of your debt.

We could have sold land
anytime we wanted.

It's what I've spent
two years trying to avoid.

It's a good offer,
Archie.

One that I will fight
every step of the way.

Archie: Starting
with the council.

With me at his side.

( door slams )

I need a really
punchy title for my tale.

How about-
"the dashing bird man"?

Or, "the tartan
pimpernel"?

Yes, very good,
Lexie.

The problem is, I cannot
fathom how he escaped.

If you're thinking about
giving up, I could use a hand.

I'll work backwards.

If I can figure out
where he was discovered

then, I can find out
how he escaped.

What do you think,
Lexie? hmm?

Lexie?

Oh, Lexie,

you're not getting
fond of Stuart, are you?

I like him.

Think carefully
before you ally yourself

to a Mclntosh.
They can be a bad bit.

I'm a serf. I don't go in for alliances.

It's our relationship,
he treats me really well.

At least he doesn't think
I'm a skivvy.

I have never thought of you
as a skivvy.

Yeah, I know.
That's what I am.

That's what I always
will be, if I stay here.

Wouldn't you be more
comfortable in the car?

You may be
the laird, my boy,

but I think
you'll find

that when it comes
to dealing with officialdom,

the name Hector
Naismith MacDonald

still carries
the greatest weight.

- Archie: there he is.
- Hector: yes.

Marvelous fellow, played 19
holes with him the other day.

This is going to be
easier than I thought.

Peter, dear boy.
How are you?

( chuckles )
A word in your ear.

A rather delicate matter
I'd like to discuss with you.

Ah, boys, are we
drinking to success?

- Not quite.
- Was the councilor not responsive?

He was until father
referred to him

as a "jumped-up dictator from
the wrong side of the tracks. "

Oh, dear,
was it that bad?

Worse, the council
are backing Boglecroft 100%.

- Traitors.
- Quite.

So any official lines
of objection are blocked.

If they weren't beforehand,
they certainly are now.

Have you actually looked
at this plan properly,

or are you getting a sweat up
because it was his idea?

- It's an intrusion.
- They'll be all over us like ants.

But it's all right
when it suits you?

You can't wait to relieve
people of their cash.

It's not quite
the same thing.

All he is guilty of is trying
to make something of himself.

Ben Bogle is the preserve
of the MacDonalds.

Always has been,
always will be.

It's time the rest of us had a turn, eh?

People that weren't born with
their mouths full of silver spoons.

( door slams )

The time has come
for direct action.

I'm not sure
that Archie-

Golly, the boy
needs our help.

He means well, but he's got
no experience in the field.

This is a problem that requires
two minds and a single malt.

Sorry, Molly,
men's talk.

Quite so, now, Golly,
pairc na truit gailleach.

Have you any idea
what it might mean?

It's Gaelic for "the
Field of the Three Hags. "

- Which is where?
- It's a landmark of some kind.

The three Scotch pines
on the high track.

Or those caves at the
far end of the loch?

Why don't you consult
family records?

Brilliant. you see, Hector,
despite what people might say,

you're not just
a pretty face.

What do you want
to know for, anyway?

Dungeon tour, I think
people are going to find

a lot more down there
than they expected.

- You been here all day?
- Aye.

I thought I was gonna
be here all night.

Keep a sense of proportion,
for heaven's sake.

In the grand scheme of things
it's a tiny blip in time.

It may just be a blip in time to you,

but my whole day
is in a guthole.

Where are you going?

Glenbogle is under threat.
We need to make plans.

Well, I'm away. I've had
nothing to eat all day.

That's desertion
in my book.

"Never in the field
of human conflict

was so much owed by so many
to so few," eh, Golly?

Absolutely, boss.

I need you to cast an eye
over these letters.

Don't tell me-
the Ministry of Defense

want to compulsorily purchase
and turn us into a submarine base?

Please, we have got
to work together.

These are requests
for patronage

from local
organizations.

The Women's Institute
want to hold

their annual
garden party here.

Then there's the church fete,
the school sports day-

- we help when we can.
- Yes, I know,

but the hospitality bill
would come to a couple of grand.

It's out of the question
at the moment, I'm afraid.

A "no" might be better
coming from you.

Okay, leave them here.

We wouldn't have
this problem

if you would just
consider Stuart's offer.

Forget it.
If I give in to this

soon there'll be nothing
left to fight for.

It's only a mountain,
Archie.

I grew up
on that mountain.

Selling it would be like
chopping an arm off.

It's an easy way
to clear half your debts.

And half the estate.

I know what would happen.
Next year,

when things are tight,
we sell little more land.

Then next year,
it'd be the same thing.

Would that be bad if it gets
the bank off your back?

Where would it end, a campsite
in the vegetable garden?

Crazy golf around
my brother's grave?

I will make this place pay.
But I do not intend

to turn it into a theme
park in the process.

- I thought you understood.
- I do understand.

But Boglecroft could be a
real lifeline for this place.

Which is why I've
recommended it to the bank.

They're all
for the idea.

I want to make an announcement
at the grand opening,

and I'd like you
by my side.

Information is power,
knowledge is the key.

- Ah...?
- Surveillance, Hector.

Keep a check on Mclntosh's moves,
then head him off at the pass.

Thank heavens
I've got you, Golly.

Stand by your man.

- Who is it who said that?
- Tammy Wynette.

What do you want?

A warmer welcome
would be nice.

Did we have a row
I don't know about?

You could have filled me in
- on your plans.

If I had said
something to you first,

would you
have told Archie?

No- yeah-
I don't know.

Exactly, I'd have put you
in an impossible situation.

That's the last thing
I want.

I'm not gonna ask you
to choose sides, Lex.

You might not pick me.

And I'd rather have half
of you than nothing at all.

There is one decision
you have to make soon.

- What's that? - Where are you gonna
let me take you tomorrow evening?

- Meal or movie?
- And why not both?

Could do, but you'd have
to be very nice to me.

I don't feel like doing
nice just now.

- you don't mind, do you?
- Of course not.

( low growl )

Do you ever
take a break?

There's a lot
to get through.

It happens I've got
a spare evening tonight.

You know what they say
about all work and no play.

You could do with letting
your hair down a bit.

Is that right? Got
anything particular in mind?

I'm sure together we could
come up with something.

I better tell you that
my dancing days are over,

and I'm not much
of a scrabble player.

We could go for a meal,
maybe a movie,

a drink at my hotel,
relax a little-

thanks, I think I'm getting
the picture, but sorry.

I've got a date
with a VAT Return.

Shame. but hey, can't blame
a guy for trying.

Good night.

The quarry
is in view, Hector.

Set your sights
for the kill.

Hector...?

Radio:
The hound is in the field.

Are you getting me,
Hector? Hector?

Are you getting me,
Hector?

Mine, I think.

We need brushes and paste. We're
gonna do some flyer posting.

Sorry, Arch, I've already
promised to help Lexie.

Okay, you can
do the pasting.

I'm your man.

Golly:
Hector?

Archie MacDonald,
I'm impressed.

We don't usually see your face
till 10:00 at the earliest.

I thought I'd take
a leaf out of your book.

You know what they say
about the early bird?

- Which makes me the worm?
- ( Duncan snickers )

If we could just pretend
to be adults for a second.

I wanted to talk to you
about the grand opening.

I thought we could do something
special to launch Boglecroft

like a sod turning
ceremony or-

"save Ben Bogle.
Register your protest. "

I said I'd fight you
all the way and I meant it.

You'd better
look at this.

Local opposition has a habit of
snowballing. I've seen it before.

Who's gonna turn up,
pensioners and sheep farmers?

- we've already got the council
behind us. - The family are well-liked.

Trust me, the momentum behind
Boglecroft is unstoppable.

We could sink Archie's boat
before the meeting starts.

How?

With these.

If everybody knew
he was withdrawing support

from worthy causes,
how popular would he be then?

One call to the local rag
is all it would take.

No, we do this
fair and square.

I won't risk sullying?
Lascelles' good name.

- It's business.
- It's underhand.

The MacDonalds wouldn't stoop
to such tactics. Neither will I.

Let me guess,
George Smiley?

Or a geriatric
James Bond?

Actually, I was looking
for my dog Monty.

He ran off and I can't
find him anywhere. Monty?

You won't find him
through my keyhole.

Golly: How are you getting on, Hector?

Any idea what that dunderhead,
Stuart is up to?

If we see your wee doggie,
we'll tell him to radio in.

Thought you'd
go underground.

On the contrary,
I've been on the case,

and the gloves are
very definitely off.

It's a bare-knuckle fight
Mclntosh is after.

Absolutely. Archie's rally
is set for the knockout punch.

The boy's in town.
I'll go and warn him.

That's what they expect.
I have a better idea.

No wonder they reformed the
house of lords after Hector.

He's a highland laird,
and he's my boss.

Just watch
what you say.

Must take years of inbreeding to
produce a brush as daft as him.

Anyway, the old goat can do what
he likes, he's not gonna stop me.

Are you referring to my
husband, Mr. Mclntosh?

How dare you denigrate him
while under his roof?

The "old goat," as you call him
has extended his hospitality.

See that you
respect it.

- Lexie?
- Yes.

Have you seen
the family bible?

It's in the estate office,
propping up the desk.

Thank you, it has
our family lineage in it.

MacDonalds through the ages:
Warriors, sages, poets.

They have not been vanquished
in the past, Mr. Mclntosh.

I believe they'll not
be vanquished today.

Excuse me, I have
a bible to find.

I'll just hoover up
your mess, shall I?

Touch�
I meant to say

I can't make it later.
Don't mind, do you?

( vacuum whines )

( Hector groans )

I'm not even
going to ask.

Don't tell me.

What?

Colonel Mustard
with the lead piping

in the billiard room?
What have you got here?

The contents
of this trunk

are of no interest
to someone

who can't even comprehend
the word "heritage. "

It's not- the lost treasure
of the MacDonalds, is it?

Not quite. There are one or
two family valuables in it.

I thought all
the best stuff had gone?

The well has not
altogether dried up.

- What are you doing
with it? - Hiding it-

( whispers )
Hiding it.

The moment they open
this estate to the public

there'll be all sorts
of unsavory characters

wandering
all over the place.

You can't move it
by yourself.

Well, slowly, slowly,
catch a monkey.

- Here, I'll give you a hand.
- Only if you're sure.

( groaning )

Steady.
Over there.

Whew, that's
quite a weight.

It's full of trinkets
and baubles,

one or two pieces.

Maybe I could
have a look?

- I don't think so.
- Who's to know?

Well, true.

There you are.

( door creaks )

( Hector chuckles )

Candy from a baby.

Molly:
Excuse me, Stella.

Could you pass me
that ledger?

Lovely.
Expecting someone?

Stuart. he's late.

He's a Mclntosh.
They're quite unreliable.

Stella: So I'm told
- repeatedly.

I wonder if you
could help me.

I seem to have
mislaid my glasses

and I need to-
here.

"Intelligence of Ian
Mclntosh's escape

passed quickly through
the MacDonald clan,

a search party
was raised

and the fugitive
was soon discovered

sheltering
with his accomplices

at the Field
of the Three Hags.

Claymores were drawn,
arrows unsheathed.

Each loyal heart
beat strongly,

steadfast and true,

as the MacDonalds
and the Mclntoshes

engaged in battle. "
I'm very sorry, Molly,

- I'm gonna have to go.
- Oh, of course.

I wonder would you mind,
if I borrowed this map?

- Be my guest.
- Thank you.

Archie:
Thank you all for coming.

Most of you you know me.
I know most of you.

You also know
why we're here.

To protest
against Boglecroft.

That's why this petition
is so important.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I know

that I can't fight this alone,
but I think together,

we have a real chance
of saying no.

Ah, Duncan!
The very man.

What do you want
with me?

I need your help,
your enthusiasm,

your stamina, and most
of all, your brawn.

I think I've found a way to
save Archie's bacon. Come on.

( sighs )

Join me in a vote
to protect our future.

Let's say no
to Boglecroft.

( applause )

Stella: What about the
jobs that would be created?

As I have said,
my own five-year plan

will give a considerable boost
to employment in the area.

But you can't deny
that it would attract tourists

and put money
into the local economy?

In the short term, maybe.
But over a longer period,

it will draw wealth away
from the village.

Before long this place will
have become a ghost town.

Mr. Mclntosh's
proposals clearly-

that's just hype
and hot air.

A personal guarantee,
can you give that on his behalf?

- You know I can't.
- Well, I can.

I was born here.
My ancestors are buried here.

I am not going to cut and run.
But Mr. Mclntosh,

a man who can't even
be bothered to turn up today

certainly won't
be here tomorrow.

I'm sure he must have a very good
reason for missing this meeting.

But obviously no interest
in local opinion.

A long-term partnership
for mutual benefit,

that's my promise.
All I am asking in return

is your signatures
on this petition.

This is abduction.

A justifiable taking
of a prisoner, Mclntosh.

An army without a leader
never wins.

Golly: The most valuable
lesson history has to teach us.

I've not got an army.
It's only me.

Better still.
Archie can hold his meeting

without fear of interruption.
Did you bring the thumbscrews?

I'd say he was more
of a rack man, myself.

- ( door opens )
- Stuart: Lexie!

Stuart, what
are you doing?

Have you two gone
totally off your rockers?

- let him out.
- It's not as easy as that.

This is.

- Hector: Stop her, Golly.
- Golly: put it down.

( yelling, commotion )

Huh!

Ah!

( chuckling )

Right, Hector...

a tunnel
or wooden horse?

( Lexie, Ian laugh )

Molly:... left, I had
a good job but I left.

Right, right...

it jolly well
serves you right.

This is rather fun,
isn't it?

Like a treasure hunt.

Are we
nearly there?

Well...

we come out of the woods,
to the mountain...

oh- this isn't
on the map.

Look, north
northeast.

South-southwest.

Duncan, what would
I do without you?

About turn-
left, left,

I had a good job
but I left.

Thank you.

Decided to put in
an appearance then?

I've been in a cell
for the last three hours.

Must be your past
catching up with you.

I was locked up by your
father. That's right.

The MacDonalds were
so keen to prevent me

from telling you the truth
about their intentions

that I was held
against my will.

No doubt, there's been a lot
of talk from the laird here

of how much his family
have done for you in the past,

along with the promise
of an even brighter future,

when in fact, letters
have already been signed

refusing genuine appeals
from impoverished local causes.

All patronage
will be withdrawn,

so this man can pull up the
drawbridge and fill his own coffers.

- This is nonsense.
- Are you denying the facts?

- Well, no.
- Exactly.

You're pulling the wool over
the eyes of these good folk,

people to whom you claim
to be a friend.

I say,

throw off the shackles
of tradition and subservience.

Invest in your future
with a "yes" to Boglecroft.

There'll be jobs
and prosperity for all.

I did not show him the letters.
He saw them on the desk.

Where you just happen
to have left them?

Well, congratulations.

You came here to help
save Glenbogle

and you signed the death warrant
for the estate and the community.

Archie, you forgot
your petition.

Three signatures.
I'm very impressed.

( chuckles )

Are you sure you know
what we're doing?

Yes, Duncan.

Anyway, I'm not
turning back.

I don't even know what it is
we're looking for, exactly.

The Three Hags, Duncan. They
mark an ancient battlefield,

and also the proposed site
of Boglecroft, so I thought.

If I could
just match the two,

we could scupper
Stuart's plans.

He can't build on an
historic site, can he?

( panting ) Let's hope Archie's
having more luck than we are.

- Nature trail 4-b.
- What?

The Field of the Three Hags.
It's on nature trail 4-b.

That's one of my
favorite walks.

I don't believe it.
You're a treasure!

- Take me to it.
- You're here.

You were sitting on one of them.
These are the other two.

If only you'd
told me,

I could have taken
you here in 10 minutes.

- Stuart: Thank you.
- Man: Thank you very much.

You couldn't resist
fighting dirty, could you?

Not if it means we get
what we want.

Old Hector hardly played
it by the book, did he?

It's not Hector
I'm worried about.

You've destroyed any trust
there was between me and Archie.

Look what you've gained.
Everyone's on our side now.

We're a great team
with a great future.

Once people have been to Boglecroft,
they'll want to come back,

as the demand
for timeshare increases.

- We can build to order.
- You can only expand so far.

Unless you want to swallow
Glenbogle up completely.

I'll pack the MacDonalds'
bags myself.

I will not be party
to that.

I'm supposed to protect
the estate.

I think you'll find
I'm a much better bet.

If that's the way
you see it,

I might have to withdraw
my support.

Tell the bank you've changed your mind?

That won't do your
reputation a lot of good.

Look, we don't have
to fall out about this.

There's a bottle
of champagne in my room.

Why don't we-
drink to success?

Save it for someone
who's in the mood.

If I die first,

you have
my permission...

to eat me.

Thank you, Hector,
but I might give that a miss.

Ah-ah- those
are for tomorrow.

I thought
you would be out

with your boyfriend
celebrating victory.

Ahem- not tonight,
he's busy.

The meeting wasn't
a success then?

I think "complete disaster"
sums it up.

Sorry things
haven't worked out

- the way you wanted them to.
- ( door slams )

- I haven't given up yet.
- Molly: Stop everything.

Marvelous news.
Duncan and I

have found the battlefield
of the Three Hags.

It's exactly where Stuart
plans to build Boglecroft.

Mother, you're a genius.
You can prove this?

Ah, well,
we're working on that.

- Right, you find father. I'll
look for Stella. - Roger and out.

Hello, I'm still
here, you know.

- I'm sorry?
- I'm supposed to sit here

while you pull the rug out
from under my boyfriend?

Have you got a thought
about maybe working together?

- What, me and Stuart?
- Why not?

Because I don't fancy
another knife in my back.

You're talking about someone
that means something to me.

He actually treats me
with a bit of respect,

which is a welcome change
around here.

If you've any more comments
to make, keep them to yourself.

The Oxford
English Dictionary

defines a dungeon
as a "subterranean

stone cellar
for the incarceration

and correction
of the guilty. "

The incarceration
may be over,

but the correction
is about to begin.

I think this is the time of day
it looks its most beautiful.

Yeah, and it'll look
even better once it's framed

by a car park,
a couple of high-rises...

your petition.

You've got four
signatures now.

A sudden change
of heart, isn't it?

You were right
about Stuart.

He would happily destroy
your family's home.

I've just given him
the helping hand to do it.

If you were given
the opportunity to pull

out of Boglecroft,
what would you do?

I'd jump
at the chance.

Good, because I need
your help.

Stuart is planning
to build

on a 500-year-old
battlefield.

Once we can prove it,
the council

would have to refuse
planning permission

and the bank will withdraw
its support.

- That's where you come in.
- This can be backed up?

Not yet,
but we're on the case.

With council support
we might be able

to stall Stuart.

We'd need
something tangible,

something of real
historical significance.

But I have done such
a good sell to the bank

that they'd probably
press ahead without me.

It's worth giving
it a shot.

They'd just laugh
in my face.

I'm sorry, but I think
we're going to have

to get used to the idea
of having Stuart around.

Marvelous.

At least he won't
try it on with you.

Yeah, twice so far. Knowing
him, it won't be the last.

( grunts )

Duncan: What are we digging for, Molly?

- Hard evidence.
- Hard labor more like it.

But if there are
weapons here, I mean,

they could be anywhere.

Trust my luck. I've backed
long shots before and won.

Aye, but my luck's
not that great.

And it's me
that's doing the digging.

Archie: All right, we're here to help.

I think I've
strained something.

We're all in this together.
This is our last chance.

( door slams )

Good morning,
o one who must be obeyed.

Was your night filled
with eastern promise?

Not exactly, no.

Well, if it makes
you feel any better

I had a great night,
me and my man.

Here.

Get some of that
in you.

It'll put the sparkle
back in your eyes.

Look, Lex, I know

how fond of him you are
and how he makes you

feel good
and everything...

but are you sure
he's okay?

Yeah, I am.
He doesn't make me wait.

And there's no baggage. That
makes him very okay. Okay?

No, not okay.

You know how much
I've always valued you?

Yeah, like
an untouchable vase.

No, as a friend.
Well, more than just a friend.

Arch, if you're trying
to tell me something,

just hit me with it.

He... tried on
with her.

With Stella.

In fact, I think he's had his eye
on her since the moment they met.

Don't try and spoil
this for me.

Are you jealous
or something?

Is that it? Is he moving
in on your territory?

I just don't want
to see you get hurt.

- I don't know how you can do it.
- What?

Keep a straight face.
You might not like Stuart,

but making up
a story like that,

it's really low.

( door slams )

Good boys.

Hector:
Monty, Rommel?

Monty, Rommel?

Where are you?

( dog barks )

Monty, Rommel?

Where are you?

( dogs whimper )

There you are.

What are you doing down here,
you silly old things?

( Ian laughing )

Candy from a baby.

This is a great day
for the the Mclntoshes.

I'm not going to risk
having you around to spoil it.

( laughing )

- Dunc...?
- ( mumbling )

Breakfast.

( sniffs )
Brilliant.

I've been at it
all night.

Yeah, well done.
Listen, keep going.

Sorry, I can't help.
I've got the bridge opening.

Right.
Hey, good luck.

Thanks.

Oi!

( wolf whistles )

Who's a smart boy, then?

There's a lot of flesh
I want to press today.

Well, let's hope
some of it's mine.

You shouldn't even
have to ask.

( bangs )

Molly: Councilor, surely
you can't stand back

and watch an important piece
of local history

go under a bulldozer.

As I told you on the
phone, Mrs. MacDonald,

you hear
so many stories.

We're just asking you
to hold off on Boglecroft.

Wait until we get a proper
archaeological survey done.

It would be a terrible shame
if you were held responsible

for the destruction
of an historic site.

Save the folklore
for your punters.

Stella's already told me
about this quaint local legend.

I've had a survey carried out
which revealed nothing.

In that case, we have no
reason to delay any further.

Ian: Absolutely. Let's get on with it.

Don't want to keep your
public waiting, do we, Arch?

( coin pings )

( pings )

( dog growls )

- Monty!
- ( growls )

It's no use, Monty.
No one will hear you from here.

- ( Monty growls )
- ( barking outside )

Winnie?

( barks )

- Winnie?
- Duncan: Hector?

Winnie?

- Duncan!
- Hector!

Why don't you use the door
like everyone else?

- It gives me great pleasure...
- ( rapid footsteps )

To welcome you all here
on this very special day,

the grand opening of our
newly repaired bridge.

To be followed by the
sod turning ceremony.

At least let me get
the ribbon cut first.

It'd be a better photo if you
gave the scissors to the lady.

Nope, best not, Arch.

The ribbon wouldn't be the only
thing I'd be snipping in half.

I think you left these
in the car.

"Stella, let's try again.

The champagne's still on ice
if you change your mind. "

Aw- she might not have,
but I certainly have.

( grunts )

Did I give you permission
to come courting me?

Did I give you permission
to break my heart?

You're nothing but a lying,
cheating, two-faced-

( yelling )

Give him one
for me, Lexie!

If you want him,
you can have him.

Keep that sleazeball
right out of my way!

Stuart:
No doubt, it'll be

the emotion
of the occasion.

Right,
sod turning.

Mother...

Archie:
Lexie, Lexie.

Archie: I'm not going
anywhere till you talk to me.

I can stay here for days.
I've got the times crossword.

You're useless
at crosswords.

Exactly.

You'll be missing
the sod turning.

I couldn't care less.

Are you coming out?

( sniffs )

I feel
like such a fool.

He fooled everyone.
Even Stella.

I'll bet you
she's loving this.

It's her who blew
the whistle on him.

( sighs )

- I could kick myself.
- I know.

I'm sorry, Lex.

I'm all right.

I'm just cross.

Come here.

That's better.

Are you coming down?

- Is Stuart still around?
- Who cares?

I should begin by saying
thank you to the MacDonalds,

as I think only they
fully realize

how wonderful a moment
this is for me.

Right. ready, lads?

( dogs barking )

- ( barking )
- Yes!

How splendid, we have
a reception committee.

I don't know what sort of
stunt you're trying to pull.

There's a tunnel. It runs all
the way back to the dungeon,

the escape route of your
ancestor. Has to be said,

pretty good digging,
for a Mclntosh.

Which proves this is where
the battle was fought.

Let's not get carried away.
It's theory, that's all.

He's right, Mrs. MacDonald,
we have no real evidence.

What's this, then?
The Mclntosh insignia.

As clear as day.
It was in the tunnel.

And these were, too.

Let me have
a look at that.

So much for your
survey, Mr. Mclntosh.

- If it ever existed at all.
- Which I very much doubt.

Come on, Stella,
you're not falling for this?

I'm sorry, but Lascelles
Bank can't be seen

to be supporting the desecration
of an historical site.

In that case, I think
we're finished up here.

Well, you are-
definitely.

I'm going
to enjoy this.

- Have I missed something?
- Boglecroft is history.

- Where's Stuart?
- He's gone. Duncan will fill you in.

I've got to phone the bank,
tell them the deal's off.

Smile, Archie,
you've won.

Case closed. Full account of
Mclntosh's miraculous escape.

What's this? "Three Hags,
imprisonment for two years,

extinct tunnel rediscovered by Duncan mckay

you haven't
mentioned me at all.

- Should I have?
- Should you-?

Look at these hands-

raw with clawing my way
out of that tunnel.

Duncan was simply
my servant.

I am sorry, Hector.
I am not changing a word.

Duncan deserves
his place in history.

Anyway, come on,

let's go upstairs before
they finish all the food.

Have it your own way-
just a minute, before we go-

could you show me
how to work these?

I don't want to charge people,
then mess up when I put it on.

It's quite easy.
Put it on your wrist-

no, let me do it to you.
You're the customer, see?

- Over there?
- Yes.

Now, wait a minute.
This is the padlock thing.

- Snap it closed.
- Wait a minute... ah, there we are.

That's it. easy.
Now take it off.

Not until you agree to a revised
version of your Mclntosh saga.

Now, how would it go?

"Hector Naismith
MacDonald...

a champion amongst men"-

blast!

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