He said something else about having a stag on.
Who the fuck says, "stag on"?
People in the Army.
Hello, John.
- Darryl Christie's dad. Do you remember him? - Aye.
Aye, it was a suicide, eh?
It was Jimmy McJagger.
McJagger's connected to Cafferty.
I know that.
And I expect you to deal with him in a professional manner.
I just wanted you to know that if you ever needed any help...
I think you should leave.
- What did he want? - Just...
..asking if I wanted to go for something to eat.
Is it a problem?
I know where you can lay your hands on a serious amount of gear.
Who the fuck are yous?
Gun!
You point a gun at me and my mates, you're getting fucking shot.
Tell me everything that's going on
and I'll help you.
Michael, you really need to phone me.
I know what you did.
I fucking know.
Not here.
I'll get you at the park.
Give me two minutes.
Have they sent you to arrest me?
No.
No-one else knows, just me.
How did you find out?
The lad in the flat told me you said they should have a stag on.
Who the fuck says that?
- What are you going to do? - I don't know.
I need to think.
Well, if there's anything I can do...
Fuck. You've done enough!
And you better not do anything else, because if I hear about anything,
I will lift you. I don't care if you're my brother or not.
There's nothing else.
I promise.
Does Andy know anything about what happened at that flat?
No.
I need a statement from him about that stabbing the other day.
OK, you can come back to the house and question him there.
No, he's coming over to Edinburgh to do it.
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He knows about me robbing the flat.
He doesn't know about last night.
Yeah, what if he finds out? You shot someone.
He won't.
The man that we robbed, Cafferty's his name.
He's a criminal. He cannae go to the police.
What's he going to say? Someone's stole my drugs?
- Well, they'll come after you. - They don't know it was us.
What if Andy lets something slip?
He won't, he's switched on.
- Yeah, but they're questioning him. - Aye, about the stabbing that he saw.
I am not having it, Chrissie!
I'm not having us not able to afford to eat.
We're working our arses off, we cannae afford anything.
No holidays, driving a shitty ten-year-old car.
Our kids shoplifting.
Fuck that!
Don't trust anyone.
I don't.
And it is just... till we get out of here,
- to get us back on our feet? - Aye, we're going to sell the drugs,
we're going to get the money, we're going to get out of here.
I promise.
James Cochran was in there having a kip.
He just brought a wagon over from Belfast.
He was Billy's nephew.
That's not good.
No, it's not good.
There's a younger man here in the town,
been having a go at some of my associates.
Does he not know who the fuck he's dealing with here?
He's well aware of who you are
and my connection to you.
- I'll deal with him. - No.
We're here to deal with him.
What's his name?
Christie.
Darryl Christie.
- I thought we were going to rob Cochrane's together? - We were.
Right, and what changed? I mean, we talked about it.
You know what it's like.
It all happened so fast. Sometimes you just, you know, can't,
can't explain it, just feels right.
And it was the cunts that robbed the young team?
Aye, that's what they said.
- Is there any money in the safe at the gym? - Aye.
- About a grand. - Fuck.
Listen, I'm going to go meet them at the place
where you meet the Scousers, get the gear.
- Nice. You want me to come with you? - Go to the gym, act fucking normal.
I'll see you in a bit, yeah?
Good morning, Moncrieffe Investment Management.
- How can I help? - Hi, how are you?
- Very well, thank you. - Can I speak to Mr Moncrieffe, please?
Just putting you through now.
I just thought it was a fight, eh?
I saw they had knives in their hands, so I steamed in.
You intervened?
Aye.
One of them, the one in the black,
he came at me with his knife,
and I dodged him and I gave him a slap.
And then the other one, the one with the tattoo on his neck,
he came at me and I disarmed him.
What side of the neck was his tattoo on?
- Er, the right. - Your right, or his right?
No, my right. His left.
Is that right?
It's your statement.
The left-hand side.
Can you, er...
..identify the man you saw here?
That's him there.
- We haven't recovered any of the clothes? - No.
But we have a statement now from Andrew Rolland,
positively identifying him,
and saying he has a tattoo on the left side of his neck.
That's Strang a couple of days before the stabbing,
- in a sports shop. - Arrest him. Bring him in.
- I'll speak to the PF. - Great.
Listen, just a heads-up.
Shiv, I think she's seeing Malcolm Fox.
What's that got to do with anything?
Well, we'll need to watch ourselves, won't we?
- I'm going to go pick up Strang. - OK.
I'll go with a couple of uniforms.
You could do me a favour, though.
Take our witness for a sandwich and a cup of tea.
Right, tell him I'll take him back to my brother's when I get back.
- No, I can do that. - No.
No, I want to do that myself.
Hi, John, it's me.
I was just wondering if you've spoken to Michael today?
No, I haven't. Have you?
No.
No, I saw Chrissie yesterday.
I went over to see her. I know you told me I shouldn't, but I did,
and I think I might have made things worse.
Ah, don't worry about it, I need to go over there later anyway
- so I'll see how they are. - Thank you.
Aye, no bother.
How's Sammy?
I'm looking forward to seeing her later.
You know you don't have to if you're busy.
- No, I want to. - I know you want to.
But I thought that with everything that happened at the hospital,
you might... not want her there.
Why don't you just come over for supper?
It would be good for you and Lockie to spend some time together.
You're both in Sammy's life now.
You're a client and you need cash.
Too good an opportunity to miss, this.
Double your money in a couple of days.
Say no more, your credit's always good here.
And our compliance officer's on annual leave.
- We should grab a drink sometime. - Aye.
- Spot of lunch. - Let's make a day of it.
I should be getting off.
Irons, fires...
We're looking for Darryl, Shaun. Do you know where he is?
That'll be a no, then, eh?
I'd thought you'd have had a canteen in the station.
There hasn't been a canteen for years.
Vending machines, that's all we have now.
You dannae look like a police woman.
Everybody says that.
Is there police in your family or something like that?
Er, no. My parents are both college lecturers.
And they're quite left-wing.
They think the police are instruments of oppression.
So, how's it been seeing Sergeant Rebus' brother?
It's been good, aye.
Catching up.
Michael's still pals with a lad from the regiment, Neil MacKenzie.
And they've got another mate... Cammy.
Gary Campbell.
Cammy was in 45 Commando.
Royal Marines.
He had his leg blown off by an IED in Afghan.
Oh, that's...
- That's terrible. - Aye.
He seems all right about it.
What does he do now?
I think he has a place on the bridge.
Does up old motors and that.
I think.
I could do with a cheap car.
Is it Gary Campbell?
Aye.
How long's it been since you last saw him?
- Michael? - Mm.
Four... five years.
Doesn't matter with them though, you just pick up like it was yesterday.
That's how it is with real friends.
They're good guys.
And you did good today.
Giving us a statement.
- It really helped us. - Yeah.
Do you have to give a statement
if you see something?
Like a crime?
Mm, technically, no.
But you should.
It's the right thing to do.
But you dinnae have to?
No, you don't.
Not unless you're a police officer.
- Nay luck for yous then, eh. - Well...
..that's the job.
Any other questions about the law?
You got a boyfriend?
Shaun?
Has someone been cooking meat in here?
Go to his home address.
If he's not there, back here.
If he's not here, back there,
every hour on the hour, until you find him. Got it?
- There's no sign of Strang. - No?
- Do you think he's done a runner? - I don't know.
- Did you try Darryl? - Not yet.
So, you... you're thinking Cafferty?
I'm keeping an open mind.
Where's our have-a-go-hero?
I should take him back to my brother's.
He's in reception.
Did you get him his lunch?
- How was he? - He was fine.
- I think. - What?
I don't know, it's probably nothing, he just...
He asked a question about whether you have to report a crime.
It didn't seem like anything when we were talking,
but now I'm thinking he might not have meant the stabbing.
I only told you to buy him a sandwich.
Look, why don't you, er...
Why don't you try and track down Darryl while I take Andy back?
- See what he knows about Strang. - OK. No problem.
You know, this could just be the start.
We could do great things together, man.
We're fine, Darryl.
No, I know that, I know. It's just...
..if you ever fancy doing anything more...
You boys are pros. You're good.
Your skills, my skills.
I mean, if we get rid of Ger Cafferty, for instance...
..we could take over.
Make a lot of money together.
We're fine. That's all we wanted.
- If I ever see him again, I'm slotting him. - Aye.
Fucking clown.
Can I keep his suit?
Let's get some supplies.
Yes, my friend, yes.
Oh, dear, Darryl.
You've really gone and fucked yourself now.
What have you and Michael been up to the last few days?
Nothing much.
He hasn't tried to get you a job at he's work?
Parcel deliveries.
- Don't know if I'd fancy that. - Fuck, me neither.
Any idea what you fancy doing in future?
I don't know. I never really think about the future.
Ken, you dinnae have to go back to Michael's, if you didn't want to.
I want to.
Well, just don't let him persuade you to do
anything you don't want to do.
Yes, I was aware Rebus spoke to Cafferty.
As a part of the investigation into McJagger's stabbing?
They're associates. It's routine.
And you're comfortable with that? You have no concerns?
Despite what might have previously happened between them?
If I had any concerns, I would come to you.
Immediately.
Great. Thanks.
- I tried phoning you earlier. - Yeah, I was busy.
Sorry.
Do you fancy coming for a drink or something?
No. I actually have to do something.
It's... work.
- What were you in seeing Gill about? - Well, that was work.
I hope it wasn't anything I've said.
Nothing to do with you.
Doesn't it bother you that people don't trust you?
The only people that don't trust me are people with something to hide.
You know what I think?
I think at the moment, the way things are in the world,
the politics that we have now just now,
the way that businesses operate,
just because everyone else is letting their standards slip,
doesn't mean I have to.
It doesn't always work that way, does it?
Is this you talking, or is this Rebus?
Then my advice would be, cover your arse.
Cos if something goes wrong,
he won't care about you.
Something to celebrate?
It's been planned for a while.
- Just a couple of the lads and their families. - Aye.
Do you think it's the right time?
I might not have that much longer
if you lift me for what happened across the road.
I'm not going to lift you, Michael, I've told you.
But somebody ended up murdered because of what you did.
And someone might say something.
Or someone will have seen something.
You're the only one that knows.
- You want a beer? - No, I cannae.
I've got to go round to Rhona's later, for some,
er, something to eat.
Rhona was here yesterday.
Aye, I know. Sorry about that.
Guess she was just trying to do the right thing.
Here, will the... will the shepherd be there tonight?
Lockie?
Lockie!
Lockie, aye.
Aye, he'll be there.
He's no on a shepherd's wage, that's for sure.
He's fucking minted, eh?
Maybe I should rob him.
What the fuck.
- What a day, huh? - Aye.
We'll pay for it.
Hey, hey, it's the big man.
How we doing?
- All right, boy. - Come here.
You made it. You sure you won't stay?
What? And listen to you lot spinning dits all night?
Oh, you can spin a few yourself.
Let's get started.
I'm fine.
I should go.
They're mob handed.
They're having a barbecue.
There's women and children.
They drinking?
They will be.
We'll wait.
If you could ask Daryl Christie to give me a call when you see him,
really appreciate it.
He only asked you about the stabbing? Nothing else?
Nothing.
Good.
I think we should've taken Christie's money, kept the gear.
Sell it to someone else.
Let's just stick with what we've got for now, eh?
No need for greed.
Did everything go OK when you met Christie?
There's your first instalment, there.
Mum says you've got to get the barbecue lit.
Aye, come on.
Here.
That's for you and your brother for putting up with me staying here.
Thank you.
- Don't tell your mum. - I won't.
This cunt gave you up in a heartbeat, Darryl.
That's the young now.
No fucking balls.
You hang in there, Shaun.
There's a better day coming.
Strangy?
Shaun?
Goal!
The sausages are ready if you want to take them.
I don't want the boys seeing what's going on.
They won't.
Andy gave Michael this. 200 quid.
Well, he shouldn't have.
Is there anything else that shouldn't be here?
No.
What about that souvenir of yours?
In the box?
I don't want it here.
Show us it.
Yeah, well, it's carbon fibre with a hydraulic ankle.
It's better than a human leg.
You're bionic.
Do you not miss your... your real leg?
Yeah.
I miss the tattoo I had on my calf.
But you can get another tattoo with the money you're saving on socks.
Yep, I'm making 100% saving on socks.
You mean 50%?
What a great room.
I know you're annoyed with me.
You're a snitch.
Don't say that.
You told mum that I said she was pregnant.
You got me in trouble.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to get you in trouble.
And don't use that word... snitch.
Don't snitch on people, then.
It's just telling the truth, that's all.
You can't always tell the truth.
Yeah, I know.
But you should tell the truth as much as possible.
Why did you and mum split up, then?
Tell me the truth.
We've talked about this.
It's, er...
Two people get married, right? And then they...
..things change.
People change.
You changed?
No.
No, I didn't change.
Maybe... maybe that was the problem.
Like tonight, your mum, she's a sociable person,
she does things, she likes people.
You don't?
I like you.
I love you.
But I don't really like many other people.
See, some people...
..can pretend to be something that they're not. They can adapt.
Well, I don't think I can do that.
Maybe you don't want to.
Maybe. Maybe.
That's why I want you to grow up here.
You know? So this all feels normal.
What if I don't want to?
You'll do as you're told.
Come on! Let's go and get our cheese on toast.
Cheese on toast?
Aye, it's supper.
It'll be cheese on toast and a cup of tea, no?
Voila.
Been really getting back into my Riojas lately.
Lockie's all one way and then the other, isn't he?
Afraid so.
I get a taste for something, and that's me.
Until I sicken myself of it and then move onto something new.
As long as that doesn't happen to you.
- No chance of that. - You OK having a drink?
Aye, why not?
- No pressure if you don't want to. - It's fine.
I quite fancy one.
Ah, cheers.
- Oh, aye, sorry, cheers. - Cheers.
- Cheers.
Terrible, that murder in the General the other day.
It was just a kid that did it.
- He was 17. - What would make him do that?
Fear.
The fear of what happens if he doesn't do it.
I sometimes wonder where we're headed, as a society.
We're living in an interregnum, that's the problem.
You and your interregnums... all you ever talk about.
"The old is dying and the new cannot be born.
"In this interregnum,
"a great variety of morbid symptoms are appearing."
You familiar with Gramsci, John?
Yeah.
A great DJ.
A pair of socks. They cost a tenner, but you only wear one sock, yeah?
So I only have to buy half as many socks.
Did you tell him he could have a drink?
I told him he could have one beer.
- It's 50%! - No, it's not!
OK, boys. Party's over.
I just think there's a recklessness to people nowadays.
People you wouldn't expect it from or have any reason to.
There's always been that.
It's thrill seeking.
Like rich people shoplifting a packet of sweets. Thank you.
It's, er, they just want excitement.
I actually know someone like that.
He has no reason to sail quite so close to the wind,
but yet he does. Mad.
Do you want to give me his name?
It's very Edinburgh, though, isn't it? The split personality.
Respectable to the public, depraved in private.
It's Jekyll and Hyde, Deacon Brodie, it's what this city is.
Speak for yourself.
- I think capitalism's the problem. - Says the fund manager.
I know, I know. It's just, well,
it's unsettling when so many people are struggling.
John's a communist.
You are. You grew up in a mining village over in Fife.
I see what you're saying.
I used think all the old timers were stuck in the past.
Talking about class wars and how people didn't understand
what would happen if they didn't fight against the rich.
But it's all come true.
It's all come full circle now.
You think it might be time to get the pitchforks out?
This might be getting close.
Well, thank God we've got people like you to look after us, then.
Never mind the pitchforks, I think it might be time for dessert.
Your time to shine, Sammy.
We wanted to surprise you,
but Sammy's getting to be a dab hand with the kitchen torch.
What?
Oh, don't worry, John, we've been practising.
- Haven't we, Sam-Sam? - Yeah. Watch.
Mm.
- There we go. - Great job, Nigella.
Ah, fantastic.
Well done. Oh, that's brilliant.
- That looks yummy. - That looks very tasty.
- Goodnight, darling. - OK.
Dad.
- Computer? - 30 minutes. - Yes!
Are you OK?
- Fine. - Fine? - Fine.
Fine.
I'm always fine.
Hey.
I know you meant well...
..but it's yours.
Don't give it to my boys.
Is he OK?
Aye.
He's sleeping.
It was Cammy that was giving him all the beer.
Oh, no, I know.
No, hey, just leave the dishes till tomorrow.
Dinnae open the door!
Andy!
Fuck!
Argh!
Hey, fuck!
- He bit me. - Get up. On your feet.
He fucking bit me!
- Get up. - He fucking bit my fucking nose.
Fuck!
My nose.
Andy?
Andy. Hey, hey, hey.
Come on. Hey, turn. Let me see. Come on.
Hey. Andy.
Andy.
I'm all right.
Hey. Andy...?
Stay with me.
Andy.
Please, come on.
Andy, please.
Please, Andy.
Come on.
What do YOU want?
Hiya, love.
Slow down.
Chrissie, slow down.
I told George.
What did you tell him?
I told him about us.
No...
No, no, no.
No, Maggie.
- I had to do it, John. - No, you didnae.
No, you didnae.
I did it for you.
What do you mean you did it for me?
What, do you think this means we would be together?
No.
I don't want you.
I never wanted you.
I want my family back.
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