All language subtitles for Rebus (2024) S01E05

MUFFLED GRUNTING

- You tried to fucking kill me, Rebus.

I could've made things much worse for
you.

- We could've made things much worse
for you.

- I told George about us.

- I don't want you...

- Well done.

- ..I want my family back.

- GUNSHOT

- You point that gun at me or my
mates, you're getting fucking shot.

- It was Billy's nephew.
- That's not good.

- No, it's not good.

- There's a younger man.

- What's his name?

- Darryl Christie.

We're looking for Darryl, Shaun?

Do you know where he is?

- We could do great things together,
man. Your skills, my skills.

- Oh, dear, Darryl. You've really gone
and fucked yourself now.

- LOUD GRUNTING

GUNSHOT

FUCK!

He fucking bit me!

- Andy, hey!
- I'm all right.

- Andy, please, come on!

- Chrissie, slow down.

- HE GROANS SOFTLY

WATER RUNS

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

Shit.

Fuck.

KNOCK AT DOOR

- Don't you ever answer your phone?

- My phone's dead.
- Are you OK?

- Aye, fine. How...? What's happened?

SHE EXHALES SHARPLY

- I need to take that.

And your laptop.

- Aye, sure.

How? What...what is it I'm supposed to
have done?

- It isn't you, it's your witness,
Andy Rolland.

He was shot at your brother's house
and Michael is missing.

- # Truth be told

# I'm not the man that I once was

# But I also know

# I'm not the man that I once was

# Search for signs between the lines

# Of right and wrong. #

CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICK

Ah.

I thought he would've been safe here.

- Do you think Strang or Christie
could've found out where he was?

- I don't see how.

Nah, the only person that knew I was
taking him

to give a statement was my brother.

- When'd you last see Michael?

- Yesterday. Here, when I dropped Andy
off.

- Where was the flat that Jack was
staying in?

Someone could've been there, spotted
Andy here.

But that doesn't explain why the
gunmen had Northern Irish accents,

or tell us where your brother is.

- No, it doesn't.

- Has your brother ever been in
Northern Ireland?

- Years ago. With the army.

- Cafferty has links with Northern
Ireland,

through Cochrane and his drug
operation.

I hope you're not holding out on me,
John.

- Why would I do that?

- You tell me.

- John! Michael told you!

Andy didnae want to be involved!

- Chrissie...
- He told you and you took

him back over there and forced him to
make that fucking statement.

Then they found out where he was!
- That's rubbish.

- He died saving me and the boys!

Get off me!

- Where's Michael?

- I don't know.

- Can I have a word?
- See you in a bit.

Thanks.
- I'll crack on.

- I take it you heard about what
happened last night to Andy Rollins?

- Yeah, of course.

- Did you have much to do with

the witness, or was that mostly
handled by Sergeant Rebus?

- No, I... We both went and found him.

And I was there when he made his
statement.

I took him over to the cafe yesterday
afterwards. I...

I just can't believe he's dead.

- Did you have any dealings with
Sergeant Rebus's brother?

- No.

- Do you think that Sergeant Rebus
might've known that his brother

was involved in anything like this?

- Am I making a statement here?

- Not yet, but we'll get to that.

But, listen, you need to think -

whether his brother was involved in
this or not,

how is this going to look when the
press get hold of it?

A shooting at the house of someone

whose brother is a detective sergeant?

I need to speak to Rebus.

- Andy was a witness to the stabbing
of Jimmy McJagger.

The stabbing that happened before
McJagger was murdered.

When I interviewed him, I found out
that he was in the same

army regiment as my brother and that
he was homeless.

I told my brother Michael about this
to see if he could help him.

- What you told your brother to take
him in?

- No. I didn't say that.

I didn't say I told him to take him
in.

I just told him that I'd met him and
these were his circumstances.

It was my brother's decision to take
him into his house.

And I also felt that it would be to
our advantage to know where he is,

as he would have to testify at any
future trial.

- When did you last have contact with
your brother?

- I haven't seen Michael since
yesterday, when I dropped off

Andrew Rolland at his house.

- You weren't followed there by
anyone?

- No.

Not at all, I would have noticed.

- Did you warn your brother there
might be a threat to him

as a witness in a case like this?

- No.

It didn't occur to me that there would
be any threat.

- Were you aware that the murderer of
Jimmy McJagger

lived near your brother?

- Not until we had him in custody.

- But you did go to the house the
following evening?

- I did.

It's all reported and DI Templer is
aware.

- I was told that you were recently in
contact with Ger Cafferty?

What was the purpose of that meeting?

- He got in touch with me.

- Regarding?
- It was in connection...

..to the...stabbing of Jimmy McJagger.

- That meeting logged, was it?

- I told DI Templer.

- Is Mr Cafferty a registered
informant?

- HE CHUCKLES

You know he is.

- Does Cafferty have any connection
with your brother?

- No.

- Yet, there's a shooting at your
brother's house,

with a witness killed...

..and you're telling me this is all
just coincidental?

- Yes.

- I'm going to need access to all your
personal phone records to see

any communication between you and your
brother.

- Inspector Templer already secured my
phone and computer, so...

- And needless to say, you'll be
removed from the investigation

you're currently working on at the
moment.

- You're loving this, aren't you?

- Not at all.

- DOOR CLOSES

Why did you tell that snivelling
little shit Fox

about me meeting Cafferty?

I was hung out to dry in there, Gill.

- Don't come here and accuse me.

- I was honest with you and this is
how you repay me?

- Are you kidding me, John? After
everything I've done.

- Ah, fuck...

I...I wish I had killed him.

- And if I hadn't opened that
ambulance door, you would have.

And then where would you be? Huh?

I did not tell Malcolm Fox anything
about Cafferty.

- So who did, then?

- Don't take it out on her.

You should go home, John.

With everything that's happened to
your brother,

it's best that you take a step back.

- I know who you are now, then.

- Excuse me?

- You might think because you're fast
track, you'll only have

a couple of years here and then you'll
be off to Gartcosh,

talking about agency and partners, and
stakeholders and all that pish.

But just remember, you still need to
have people you worked with

that trust you and think you're all
right if you want to lead.

Just remember that.

- I will, but I don't know what you're
talking about.

- PHONE RINGS

Aye, you do.

RINGING CONTINUES

- Hello?

Rebus!

It's for you.

- Hello?

Maggie, where are you?

Right, I'm on my way.

BANGING

- We could break it open.
- No point if Christie's not there.

- There's no way in round there.

If Christie's bugged out, we need to
find this Cafferty.

- It's Christie that leads us to
Cafferty.

We can try his nightclub.

- Yeah, well, we do Darryl and
Cafferty.

They're both fucking getting it.

- For Andy.

- We need to find them first.

- PAINED YELLING

YELLING CONTINUES

- Darryl?

- What is it?

- Just checking you're alive.

- Argh! Jesus! Fuck!

- Fuck.

Who do you think that is in there?

- I don't fucking know.

- Look, um...

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for giving you up.

I always thought I'd be better at
resisting torture.

- Oh, you did, did you? We live and
fucking learn, eh?

- Argh!

- Think we're ever going to get out of
here?

- I don't know, Shaun.

- Well, if we do...

..I'm going to put my hands up for
stabbing McJagger.

Aye, I'll put my hand up for anything.

Anything at all.

- M'on, you.

- DOOR LOCKS

- This soldier who shot Jamie Cochran
in the warehouse,

what age was he?

- PAINED YELLING

You bastard! You fuck!

- I'd say in his, um, forties, maybe.

- It wasn't him.

It said on the telly this morning that
the one we shot was 27.

- It was one of them.

- Argh!

Oh, fuck!

- Are you sure this lassie knows what
she's doing?

- Aye, aye. She's good.

She's a cosmetic surgeon.

- Ahhhhhh!

- Well she did say that the
anaesthetic she uses

on the derma fillers might not cut the
mustard on a job like this.

Do you not need to get yourself back
over to Belfast

till this all blows over?

- We need to find who killed Jamie.

- I know, I know.

But the police are going to be looking
for you,

going to be looking for all of us. We
need to be careful.

- Is he done?

- Aye.

- He needs to find where they are.

- What the fuck's going on?

- They got one of the soldiers last
night.

But it wasn't the one who killed their
boy.

- Oh, for fuck's sake, be careful!

- One of them got hurt.

Nearly had his nose bitten off.

You need to be in touch with they
boys.

- Me?! No, they'll think it was me
that set them up.

- Well, they'll definitely know you
set them up if you're no in touch.

Look, I know the address of the house.

It's a rental. So I'll probably find
out who rented it,

but you need to be the boy that
organises it.

Otherwise, we're going to be stuck
with this pair.

Oh, aye, aye. That looks a lot better.

You two need to keep your heads down
here.

We'll find them. Come on, you.

You can bolt now, hen.

Come on.

You know what's my worst nightmare?

- What?

- A united Ireland.

- Why's that?

- Because the Chuckle Brothers back
there would be moving here.

They've told me, several times.

"It's our ancestral homeland."

Can you imagine that? A million of
these fuckers back over here?

With their fucking bands and their
politics.

People dinnae like immigration, but
wait till they have to take back

all the cunts they got rid of 400
years ago.

- I'm not following your argument
here, Ger.

- If they wind up over here, who do
you think gets the elbow?

- You!
- No! Fuck! Us, Darryl!

Us! And the polis cannae do anything
about them,

they're protected by the security
services.

Anyone interferes with their drug
dealing,

then they just threaten to start the
Troubles up again.

- Is that why you deal with them?

- We need to think strategically,
Darryl.

You can think strategically, can't
you?

You're not going to let the past get
in the way

of us dealing with this?
- The past?

- I had nothing to do with your dad
getting killed.

- Bullshit!
- I didn't!

That was between your dad and Jimmy
McJagger.

And you need to forget about that now.

- Forget about it?

It ruined my fucking life!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Or maybe it made you what you are?

- I went from a four-bedroom house in
Duddingston to the Inch.

I was at Stewart Melville's!

- Oh, you see that's your problem
right there, Darryl.

You're no angry with me.

You're angry cos you don't fit in.

You... You feel like you're trapped
between two worlds, don't ya?

You had this life, and then that
vanished,

and you had to fend for yourself.

Then you ended up in the jail, and you
didn't fit in there either.

But you cannae go back to that old
life.

You can't be part of the old
school-tie mob.

- You'd be surprised.

- Oh? Oh, aye, sure, sure.

You can sell 'em a bit of gear.

They can maybe have a wee vicarious
walk on the wild side with you.

But you're not part of their world.

You're in this world now, Darryl.

My world.

- BANGING

BANGING CONTINUES

- OK, so Christie has bugged out.

- Or he's been arrested.

The police have been at my door.

- Yeah? Well, they'll be looking for
all of us.

- Only a matter of time before they
catch up.
- Yep.

- There is one person who'll know
where to find Cafferty.

Your brother.

- When did you find him?

- When I phoned you.

I stayed at my sister's last night.

I didn't want to come back here.

When I called him this morning, there
was no answer.

- What do you think he took?

- I don't know, there's lots of
painkillers missing.

- You still glad you told him about
us?

- Oh, my God, John!

I didn't want to be free of him this
way.

- SHE WHIMPERS AND SOBS

I'm sorry.

- THIS is where she lives?
- For real?

- Hey, don't you pair touch anything
when we get in here, OK?

Thank you for doing this.
- Any time.

You're both in the same room, I hope
that's OK?

- Hi, boys.

Let me take that.
- Thanks.

- I can't believe something like that
would happen. You can't be OK.

- SHE CRIES

- It's OK. It's OK.

- I am so sorry about the other day.
- No, no, don't worry.

You don't have to worry about that.
- I'm sorry about all this.

- No, you don't have to explain.

No, no, no, I'm glad you called us. It
was the least we could do.

That poor man, the one that got shot.
What was he involved in?

- Erm...

He was a witness in a stabbing.

And, um, John's investigating it.

- Have you spoken to John?

- This morning.

- Can't he help? He would do anything
to help.

You know he would.

- I didn't mean that, Maggie.

- Do you remember what you said to me
last night?

Did you mean that?

- You should call an ambulance.

- They'll take his phone.

There's nothing you were talking
about?

There's nothing you don't want people
knowing about Cafferty?

About what happened between him, and
George, and you?

- None of that matters now.

Make the call.

- This place breaking even the now?

- I wish.

- I'm going to do you a favour then.

I'm going to take the place off your
hands.

- Is that right?

- Aye, that's right.

As a favour to you.

Cos I feel like I owe you

for what Jimmy McJagger did to your
dad.

And you've had your revenge for that.

And if you'd stopped then, there'd be
no need for any of this.

But no, no, you had to try and rob me.

Look, nobody fucking robs me.
- PHONE VIBRATES

- And anybody that does pays for it.

Fuck's sake.

- PHONE CONTINUES TO VIBRATE

VIBRATION STOPS

- Hello.

Michael Rebus? Are you sure?

Aye, OK.

OK, thanks for your help, darling.

- PHONE RINGS OUT

ENGAGED TONE

PHONE RINGS

- Hello?

- Maggie! It's Ger Cafferty.

I need you to get a message to your
boyfriend.

- It's Ger Cafferty.

- What do you want?

- I have a question for you.

I was just wondering if your brother's
called Michael.

CAFFERTY LAUGHS

- Very good. I like a man with a sense
of humour.

Michael's in quite a lot of trouble, I
think.

We should be discussing his future.

- OK.

I'll meet you at The Oxford Bar in an
hour.

And come alone.

- I'll see you there.

You stay here with him, son. I'll be
back soon.

- Where you going?

- HE SCOFFS

- What did he want?

- To talk to me.

- About George?

- How the fuck does he have your
number?

- I don't know.

- Why is he phoning you to talk to me?

- I don't know.
- Has he phoned you before?

- No.
- Was he in touch with George?

- No.
- I need to know what's going on,
Maggie! I mean it!

- There's nothing's going on.

You told me Cafferty knew about us.

You said he knew we were together.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's Michael.

He's...

SHE SOBS

Are you OK?

- Yeah.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

What happens now?

- A funeral.

BANGING ON DOOR

Where the fuck have you been?

- You heard what happened?

- Aye.

I brought Andy to you so you could
help him, not put him in danger.

- Aye. I know that and I'm sorry.

It's me they were after, not Andy.

- Why would they be after you?

- I might need your help here, John.

I need to find someone.

- Who?

- Someone called Ger Cafferty.

- Why do you need to find Ger
Cafferty?

- I'm going to kill him.

- You better come through.

Wait, why would you want to kill Ger
Cafferty?

- Hey, when I robbed that flat, one of
those two young lads

mentioned someone called Darryl
Christie.

Do you know him?

- Aye.

- They said the money was his.

Said he was a gangster.

- And you said, "There's no gangsters
in Edinburgh."

- That's what you told me.

Anyway, after what happened to them,

I decided I would go and see Christie.

- How did you find him?

- Andy knew where he was.

He told us about his gym, and a
nightclub.

Anyway we caught up with him

and he tells us about this plan he's
got to rob a warehouse.

A warehouse where this Cafferty keeps
his drugs.

- Wait, no. Hold on...

And you robbed it?

- Aye. It belongs to someone called
Cochrane.

- Aye. Billy Cochrane.

He used to be a fucking UDA
paramilitary.

- Aye. The UDA was mentioned.

- Michael...
- No, do you know what, don't fucking
start, OK?

Because I know what you're gonnae to
say.

But the UDA came to my house and
killed Andy.

You know where this guy Cafferty
stays.

You know where he goes.

You just need to tell me where to find
him.

I'll take care of the rest.

- And what happens to Chrissie and the
kids when you take care of it?

- They'll be all right.

You'll keep an eye on them.

- And what if you get hurt?

Or killed?

- I've got life insurance.

If you help me...

..I'll pay you back.

Return the favour.

Just tell me what you want.

- You cannae give me what I want,
Michael.

- How do you know?

Just tell me what it is.

- It's impossible.

I want my family back.

- Aye, that is a tough one.

I'm not sure how I would do that.

- You don't have to give me anything,
Michael.

- Why not?

- Because maybe I want to get
Cafferty, too.

- I need to get some cash out the safe
for the wages.

The staff need paid tonight.

Look, I've got a business to run, man.

- KEYPAD BEEPS

- You know all my secrets now.

- HE YELLS

PHONE VIBRATES

- Siobhan Clarke.

- Siobhan Clarke.

It's Darryl Christie.

I want to meet with Rebus.

- He's not available at the moment
but...

..you can tell me anything you want to
say.

OK. Yeah, see you there.

- I still need to take a statement
from you.

- Later, Malcolm.
- Siobhan.

- Didn't have you down as a
bibliophile.

- I know I'm not going to bump into
anyone from the gym in here, am I?

- Like Shaun?

- Is that why you're looking for me?

- Why else?

- I thought you and me maybe connected
that day in my gym?

No?

- I need to find Strang.

Do you know where he is?

- And if I do, and I tell you?

- You'll be doing your civic duty.

- Oh, please.

That's probably not going to be enough
for me.

I need something more.

- There is no more.

We know you're connected to McJagger's
murder.

Shaun Strang made Jack Anderson do it,
but...

..he wouldn't have done it without
your say.

Just need to prove it.

- What if you can't?

- If you're here...

..you probably think we can.

- You know what I don't get?

Why someone like you would join the
police in Scotland.

- I get to meet lovely people like
you.

- They'll never accept you. You know
that, right?

- I've been here long enough to know
what Scotland is, Darryl.

Now why don't you shut up

and give me something a makes a
difference.

Even if it's just to yourself.

- Strang's here.

He needs a hospital.

And there might be some other people
you're looking for.

- Who else am I looking for?

- The shooting in Fife last night.

I wouldn't go on your own if I were
you.

Take the heavy mob with you.

And tell Rebus I helped you out.

He knows how to look after people.

- Gill Templer.

- Hi.

I think I know where Strang is.

- Well, Chrissie phoned me. They
couldn't stay in the house.

I didn't want them in some hotel, all
alone.

They should be with their family.

Don't tell me I shouldn't have done
it.

I did try and phone you about it.

- It's fine. It's better they're with
you.

Be nice to your cousins.

- I am nice to them!

- How are the boys?

- They're worried about their dad.

Their lives have been turned upside
down again.

Sammy, can you go and wait in the car?

I'd like to talk to your dad.

- I am part of this family.

- She is part of this family.

Do you know what's going on?

- Did Chrissie tell you anything?

- Nothing much.

She's in shock, I think.

Do you know where Michael is?

- No, I don't.
- And you haven't heard from him?

- No.
- You don't know anything about it?

- Of course not.

- Somewhere you're meant to be?

- No.

- Why did you come and meet us?

- Because I wanted to apologise about
last night.

- Oh, there's no need for an apology.

- No?
- No.

- I felt like there maybe was.

- When do you ever worry about doing
something wrong?

- All the time.

- Do you want to come and see
Chrissie?

- No.

I can't interfere. It's a criminal
investigation now.

I can't get involved.

- You know something, don't you?

You've got to help him, John.

You've got to make sure he's OK.

- I will.

- Whatever else has happened between
you, he is still your brother.

- I'm going to help him, OK?

That's why I'm here.

I love you, darling.

- I love you too.

- What's wrong, John?

- And I love you.

You know that, don't you?

I love you both.

- John...

- Oi! Get out my fucking way!

- Don't be like that, Ger.

- GLASS SMASHES

- Fuck.

- CAFFERTY GROANS

GER GROANS

- Christie wanted to speak to Rebus.

I told him he wasn't available.

- You know Rebus thinks you were the
one

who put Professional Standards onto
him?

Malcolm Fox had information that he
met with Cafferty.

Did you tell him that?

- I'll kill him.

- You can't do that.

I don't want to lose you off the team.

- You leave it alone.

- ON PHONE:
- The person you are calling is
unavailable.

Please leave a message after the tone.

- He's not answering.

- There's something not right here,
Davey.

I never trusted him.

I don't even know why we fucking did
business with him.

Cafferty.

That name alone should tell us

everything that we fucking needed to
know!

- Armed police!

- Shit!
- Armed police! Don't move!
- Fuck!

- Armed police! Show me your hands!

Armed police!

- Get down!
- Get on the ground!

Slowly!
- Fucking hell.
- Slowly!

There's one more upstairs.

- Ma'am.

- Shaun.

We've been looking for you.

- Mum. Where's dad?

- I don't know.

- Is he dead?

- Hmm.

No.

No, he's not dead.

- Boys...can you give me and your mum
a minute?

- In you go.

- Good lads.

I just saw John.

- What did he want?

- I don't know, but I felt like he was
saying goodbye.

I think you need to tell me what's
going on, Chrissie.

Where's Michael?

- You're Michael. Michael Rebus.

I know your brother, John.

The polis man.

- BANGING ON DOOR

How you doing, Ger?

- Fuck you.

- He's a fucking charmer, eh?

- You set me up.

- Aye, I did.

- I had nothing to do with that lad
getting shot at your house, Michael.

If I'd known, I'd have stopped them.

I'd have come to you, eh?

We'd have sorted it.

- What, you've sorted stuff out
together before, have you?

- Aye, aye, aye.

And we can still sort this.

Tell me what you want, boys.

Money?

I've got plenty money.

- Done well for himself over the
years, eh?

Murdering and robbing people.

Fucking exploiting them.
- Aye.

Be a pleasure to put a bullet in his
head then.

- Naw.

I want to be the one who does it.