ALAN CUMMING: This is "Masterpiece Mystery!"

If the deal goes through, you'll get your money.

CUMMING: Previously, on "Guilt"...

If?

STURROCK: I may require some assistance.

The drugs are the Lynches'.

I can't pay.

Then you need to go.

If we do this, there's no way back.

I might as well do something that feels like I made a difference.

So, yeah, we're doing it.

Let's work together.

Let's go back to Edinburgh and take it all.

CUMMING: "Guilt," right now, on "Masterpiece Mystery!"

♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpering) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I should go.

Will it work?

Yeah.

They'll (muted) themselves.

Half of them have never seen a gun.

And if it doesn't?

What will you do to him?

I won't do anything.

I'm not talking about you.

He thinks this is his plan.

Which means they'll think it was his plan.

I'd imagine they'll give him a good hiding.

Nothing more?

(chuckles): Nah.

He's not worth the grief that would bring.

And besides, we couldn't put Leith's tanning salons out of business.

They have a hard enough job as it is.

It'll work.

(gun clicks) (gun clicks) ("India" by The Psychedelic Furs playing) (bus brakes squeak) ♪ ♪ (grunts): We lost her.

Where does she live?

I don't know-- she's always about.

I know where she lives-- let's go.

♪ ♪ (panting) ♪ India ♪ Go to bed, love.

This is between me and her.

What does that mean?

She's this way, man.

She lives there.

That way!

♪ India ♪ ♪ You're my love song ♪ MAN: Come on, open up!

(door smashes, Skye panting) (Carrie yelling) You don't come to Leith and take out Big Al McKee!

You must be out of your bloody mind!

You tell Maggie she cannae push me about!

Not without Roy!

She's nothing without Roy!

(Al screaming) (body thuds, scream stops) (breathing rapidly) Tell her I'll be back.

♪ ♪ MAGGIE: Was it straightforward?

TEDDY: Is it ever?

You look like you've been through a mangle.

I'm not much of a driver.

I appreciate your endeavors.

You'll get your money on Friday.

There's work to do first.

You said if I killed them both, I'd get 100 grand and get to go.

That was the deal.

Nothing more.

Friday-- two days' time.

That's when you get your money.

That's when it ends.

(cell phone ringing) Hi, Richard.

RICHARD (over phone): You having fun?

Should I be having fun?

I hear you're going in pretty deep.

I think I'm going to an appropriate depth.

Look, buddy, on Friday, the deal's getting announced.

That's set in stone.

So, so sign what you need to sign.

Get out-- enjoy yourself.

Eat some, what is it, potatoes?

Or is that the Irish?

Is it some sort of sausage?

(pad beeps) ALIZA: Huh.

I'm a vegetarian.

RICHARD: Course you are.

So... (exhales) He called you?

He wants the deal done.

I want the deal done.

I'm just... Just trying to be helpful here, buddy.

Thanks for the call.

It's helpful.

Good-- good.

Glad to hear it.

(phone button clicks) MAGGIE: Nothing from her room?

TEDDY: She's very tidy.

Not much I can do with that.

Was there anything else?

There will be.

Don't stray too far, son.

♪ ♪ TEDDY: Who is she?

I don't know.

But if Maggie Lynch is interested in her, then so are we.

Anything else?

She works in another room.

You need a key card for it.

MAX: Aye, do whatever Maggie Lynch tells you to do.

Unless it's killing me.

(chuckles): Obviously, don't do that.

Or me.

Yeah, well, that goes without saying.

I'd rather it was said.

I've got a job for you.

Is it worth 20 grand?

We can discuss terms at a later date... Bye, then.

Fine, 20 grand.

KENNY: No, Max-- no way.

I'm leaving, so Skye is, too-- come on.

Well, I need her help, unfortunately.

We did our bit by picking you up.

I'm staying.

No, you're not.

I got myself into this, and I'm staying till I have the money to get out.

You go.

They're not looking for you.

Tell Mum I'm okay.

But I can't go home.

At least you've got a home to go to.

Where exactly is it you're suggesting that we stay, Max, as your master plan plays out?

That's our job.

You look tired, son.

I am tired.

YVONNE: Hi.

That's a nice motor outside.

Mmm.

I've met a man at the carpet bowls.

That generation know how to treat a woman right.

How long has he got left?

Oh, I don't know.

His heart's not great.

And the carpet bowls can be more exciting than you think.

Mmm.

We need somewhere to stay for a few days.

With someone who won't ask any questions, is too crooked to go to the police, and doesn't have a moral bone in their body.

You just here to flatter me?

It's a paid position.

Five grand a night and you do your own cooking.

I didn't see anything and I don't know anything.

And I bet everyone round here's saying the same.

So I don't know why you're picking on me.

I learned a long time ago to keep my head down.

There's not many better at keeping their head down than me.

It's probably my biggest talent, if I'm honest with you.

So don't you be trying to wheedle anything out of me.

I won't be intimidated.

♪ ♪ My brother works in the law.

I'll go on the blower to him if there's any funny business.

(door closes) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Thanks, pal.

Oh...

Uh, don't touch anything.

(chuckles): Don't worry.

I'm just giving it a wee hoover.

(music playing softly in background) (people talking in background) Uh, aubergine?

Have you decided that the menu can risk a second vegetarian option?

(chuckles) No.

Then I'll have the aubergine.

Very well.

CARRIE: Where is she, Kenny?

She's with a lawyer.

Sort of.

Well, that's something.

She needs protection, Kenny.

She's just a kid.

Not that you'd think it.

She's hard as nails, which is my fault, I know, before you start giving me gyp.

♪ ♪ But I've done my best, Kenny.

The one thing you can't say is that I've not done my best.

I mean, to be fair, sometimes my best wasn't right out the top drawer, and it's no great having the polis at the door.

I'll hold my hands up to that, Kenny.

I'll hold them up all day long.

(music playing softly in background) Hey, can, uh, you bring that to the conference room?

I'm gonna keep working.

WAITER: No problem, madam.

ALIZA: Thanks.

JAKE: Hey!

I heard you order the aubergine, which is a touch of class, really, because I know that you lot call it "eggplant."

Like the Michael Franks song?

He was a great songwriter, Franks.

He wrote for Patti LaBelle, the Manhattan Transfer, some of Ringo's solo stuff, which is damning with faint praise, I know... What (muted) is this?

(stammering, moves chair): Oh, I saw you were eating alone, I'm drinking alone, "let's call the whole thing off" sort of thing.

Sorry, that, that doesn't really tie in to that.

Does this kind of material work with Scottish women?

Very rarely.

I've got to keep working.

One drink.

I mean, I just paid so much for this beer that I asked if it came along with the brewery, but that's just banter.

Maybe another time.

♪ ♪ (pad beeps) Sorry if it looks like I've hardly touched it.

This thing's a piece of (muted), but they won't put their hand in their pocket.

A grand a night for a room here, they say, and they send me out with a hoover that can barely raise a cough.

♪ ♪ Well done.

Got what you need?

What we need.

What did you talk to her about?

Mostly aubergine stuff.

Let's go.

(engine starts) (dog barking in distance) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, I knew you wouldn't be able to stay away from me forever.

I'm only back to get the money to leave.

Don't worry.

I'll pay you back before I do.

(chuckles) Where are you gonna go?

Haven't thought that far ahead.

Things have been a little hectic.

You could go to another university.

Somewhere else.

I'm living in a mad woman's house trying to get 20 grand out of a crook to pay back a gangster.

Think my academic career is looking a wee bit shaky.

I'm just saying, you could go somewhere different to here and do something different to this.

And I could do the same.

There's something happening.

With Maggie Lynch.

I know.

There's money.

Proper money.

Money that can change things for whoever gets it.

I know.

If we had the opportunity, would you... Yeah.

I would.

Then you need to tell me if we have the opportunity.

♪ ♪ (footsteps approaching) (inhales) You know, the first time he came to my door, I could see what kind of man your brother was.

Someone who thought the world existed only for him.

The rest of us are just collateral.

No one more than you.

Well, we're not a family known for our successful relationships.

Well, whatever it is he's planning, it's for him.

He needs the rest of you to help him get it, but it's for him.

Unless you shake off the shackles.

Unless you let me help you get what you deserve.

What you need.

(sighs): No, thanks.

You're in hock to him.

Addicted to pain.

He's my brother.

Well... You've got to shake that off.

Well, if I do, I don't know what I've got left.

(footsteps approaching) (door closes) (dishes clanking through door) You know, late at night, when it's quiet, I sit here and have a whiskey.

And I try not to think of the past, because that's no fun.

So I think about the future.

I make plans.

And there's something about the night, and the quiet, and the whiskey... ...that makes me brave.

♪ ♪ I'll be here the night.

If you want to join me.

To think about your future.

Make plans.

To be brave.

♪ ♪ You're wrong.

Not about Max, but you're wrong about this.

We're working together.

So, what's he doing now?

♪ ♪ As I suspected, I'm afraid that Mr.... Give him that.

This is a very busy time.

Tomorrow... Say it's from a friend at the Osprey Club.

Why did she run?

Don't know.

I hear she's a bonnie lassie.

A lot of temptations around to distract young lads like you.

She's not my type.

And I'm not distracted.

(music playing softly in background) How did you end up with us?

Polmont.

Young Offenders.

I was told, when I got out, there could be work with the Lynches.

Roy always had a soft spot for that place, and the kids that came out of it.

Kids like him.

Waifs and strays.

Orphans in all but name.

Who do you have in this world, son, other than me?

No one.

Good.

Because I'm all you need.

Roy took a long time to get the drugs network together.

If you're still with me on Friday, if you ignore the temptations, then it's yours.

I can't give you mothering.

Believe me, you wouldn't want my mothering even if I could.

But I can give you opportunity.

Thanks.

(footsteps approaching) MAGGIE: I thought we could do with a bit of backup to get things over the line tomorrow.

There's more if needed, but we'll start with two.

Don't take it personally.

Let's go.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (cell phone rings) Hi.

ALIZA (over speakerphone): You're right.

There's nothing here.

I mean, they've been creative, but who are we to judge that?

Good.

I'll confirm the deal and get things ready for the announcement tomorrow.

Welcome back.

Hey, can you authorize for me to get access to our financials?

I can't log in.

What, you're locked out?

It was taken away after my accident.

Mmm.

Oh, yeah.

I should do a summary of the benefits of the takeover for the media.

I need the data to show economies of scale, synergies, cost savings.

I'll knock something together and run it by you?

Yeah, good idea.

I'll have your access reinstated.

(phone button clicks) (exhales) (door closes) Where'd you get it?

We've met before.

Right.

It was quite a night.

The boy frae Leith, being inaugurated as president of Edinburgh's oldest and, indeed, most misogynistic drinking club.

You made a speech about growing up in Leith, which contained several factual inaccuracies.

Where did you get it?

Not from the American.

But I'd imagine she's seen it, too.

And if I can spot the holes in that document as a poor kid from the Lochend Road who knows his way around a balance sheet, she must have seen all the other holes that I don't know about.

She's signed an NDA.

And you've stolen information.

There's nothing in there that's illegal, so whatever you're trying to do, it's not gonna work.

(sniffs) I think the National Bank of Caledonia doesn't have a pot to (muted) in.

I think you need the sale to go through tomorrow before the wheels come off.

And I think Maggie Lynch is helping you do so.

And I suspect that, in return, you're helping Maggie Lynch out of her current difficulties with a decent wedge of cash, which I would like to receive instead.

I remember you.

From that night.

You weren't there as a member.

You were somebody's guest.

Following me about, telling me how we were both Leith boys, and maybe we should have lunch and discuss "mutual opportunities."

It was hard not to laugh.

Some (muted) spiv lawyer in his Moss Bros. suit, talking about "mutual opportunities."

It wasn't a Moss Bros. suit.

A few years later, someone told me you'd been nicked for a hit and run, and I thought, "Aye.

That sounds about right."

♪ ♪ I was there as a guest, of a client.

I was the only one at my table who hadn't gone to the right school.

(chuckles): They laughed at you, Jim.

At your manners, at your wine choices, at your butchering of your oath.

But, I mean, there wasn't much call for Latin in Leith, was there?

I went to prison for that.

Eh, it could have been worse.

They could have known I was laundering the Lynches' money.

♪ ♪ I cleaned it up from how it came off the street and sent it to a numbered account.

(chuckling): Roy was very proud of his numbered account.

Someone had set it up for him.

Anonymous, safe.

But it wasn't Roy's world.

And one day, he gave me a form that he shouldn't have.

And I realized it was an NBC account, which was surprising, but... Now it's not.

I think you looked after their money.

And I think you did that for a long time.

And I think that's a daft thing for a clever man like you to do.

But you'd only do it if they had something on you.

And the Lynches have always got something.

(sniffs) What are you proposing?

I give you the evidence of the money laundering, rather than the police.

You give me the money, rather than Maggie.

Sale goes through, you can skip off into the sunset.

Providing, of course, you can take care of the American and what she might be able to do to stop it.

Well, I can take care of that.

Hmm!

Then we're sorted.

Two Leith boys with a mutual opportunity.

(chuckles) Meet me at the club.

Bring everything you have, and we can agree terms.

And wear a better suit than last time, huh?

♪ ♪ (no audible dialogue) ♪ ♪ (both speaking softly, phones ringing in background) MAGGIE: There's a porter at the Royal Mile Hotel with a spectacular collection of vices, which have led to him owing us a little over £5,000.

Or at least, that's what he owed us yesterday.

Today, he doesn't owe us a penny.

Because today, he told us that he saw Max McCall hanging round the hotel.

He thought that information would be of interest to me, what with Max McCall's much-rumored history with my late husband.

And he was right.

Where are they?

I don't know.

What was he doing in the hotel?

I don't know.

Max being alive isn't good news for you.

Max getting involved in my affairs, well, that is something that could spread beyond you in consequences.

If that's your consequences, then I'm a wee bit insulted.

He's got a gun.

And I've got something even better than that.

♪ ♪ I'll not forget this.

I would hope not.

Where are they?

I don't know.

You have until tonight.

Which means he has until tonight.

♪ ♪ What did they say?

We're to cease all operational interest of any nature in Maggie Lynch.

They know she's leaving.

And they want her to go, and take her power over them with her.

This is why I'm not going to stop.

Because she shouldn't be able to do that.

If you don't stop, it will be the last thing you do.

I know.

I'm ready to go.

But I'll be taking her with me.

Then I'll keep watching her, and let you know when I see something interesting.

Okay.

(door opens) Bought it with Dad's money.

It's a calculated investment.

I don't expect you to understand.

See, when I look out there, it comes right back to me, Max.

That decision, that night.

Then don't look out there.

How can that road not speak to you?

Because it's a road.

Look at you, back here, the same situation.

Risking it all to claw back what you think you had, what you think you deserve.

If you have an alternative plan, Jake, I'd be genuinely delighted to hear.

Leave.

(chuckles): Just go somewhere else, start again.

I'm a disbarred lawyer without a penny to my name who's at risk of arrest for parole violation.

The only way I get a chance to rebuild my life is by taking a large amount of money meant for Maggie Lynch.

There are other lives you could have.

Well, I suppose I could check in a hostel and sign on.

Is that the kind of life you're suggesting I pursue, Jake?

Oh, you're too good for that, are you?

Yes.

I am inarguably too good for that.

And I'm not the only one that's back here, Jake.

You're here because you know I can pull this off.

You know that after all this time, I... (whispers): ...and only I, can still give you the life you want.

Were you gonna split the money with me in Chicago?

(chortling) (exhales) (sighs) No.

Hm.

(chuckles) Because you had Angie.

You had something real.

You had a life.

Of sorts.

And I didn't have anything.

So I felt that I needed that money more than you.

♪ ♪ But I don't feel like that now.

I'm getting that money tomorrow.

I've done it.

And when I do, I'm gonna give Kenny and the girl and that witch downstairs what they need.

And then I'm gonna split the rest with you, Jake.

Right down the middle.

Because now we're both looking for something.

Both looking for a life.

Thanks for not lying to me again.

No more lies.

It's too late for that.

We're too near the end.

♪ ♪ Hi, Teddy.

How are you, Kenny?

Getting by.

Where are they?

Who?

Max and Jake.

(chuckling): Oh.

We've got a wee security setup going, Teddy, so, need-to-know sort of thing.

Um, I can pass on a message, though.

I need to see Maxie.

I can tell him to contact you, rapido.

Where are they?

I can pass on a message.

But I can't tell you where they are.

And I'm not sure, Teddy, with a... (pad drops) ...huge amount of respect, why you need to know where they are.

But I know others who'd like to know that.

Maggie Lynch has my dad.

And he's not much of a dad, but he's my dad.

Then tell Max that.

He'll come up with something.

Aye, he will.

Maxie'll come up with something.

Mmm.

But I'm not sure it would favor me.

Teddy, Teddy, please.

Well, there's, there's got to be another way.

Where are they?

(breathing heavily): I, I can't tell you.

No.

Not that.

Don't do that.

Look.

Teddy, this isn't Max and Jake.

If it was just them, I'd tell you in a shot.

But they're with my niece.

And Maggie Lynch is looking for her, too, so I can't, I can't, I can't tell you.

♪ ♪ (exhales) (sniffs) (hoarsely): And I know what that means.

(sighs deeply) But I can't tell you.

I've tried.

With the Zen.

With everything.

I've tried.

To not be who I am.

But, right now, I can feel the Zen legging it out my body, my mind.

(breath trembling) And I can feel everything else coming back.

(sniffs) Everything I've worked hard to get rid of.

And they're coming back, Kenny.

They're coming back with (muted) bells on.

(whispering): Teddy.

Please tell me.

(inhales sharply) (breath trembling) (shouting): Tell me where they are!

(breath trembling) I'm on Maggie Lynch.

She's just dropped two of her goons at The Royal Mile Hotel.

What does that mean?

Well, there's a sign at reception welcoming the Americans who are buying Jim Sturrock's bank.

I think whatever connects Sturrock and Maggie Lynch is in that hotel.

(car unlocks) And I think something's about to happen.

I'm on her, so you need to get to The Royal Mile Hotel.

(engine starts) (call ends) (people talking in background) (door closes, conversations muffle) I hear you've seen the light.

Sorry if you feel I've been a little tough on you.

It's okay.

You're jet-lagged.

At a minimum.

(chuckles) Your paperwork looks good.

Solid capital ratios.

A little bit eager on the leveraging, a little bit ambitious on the valuations, but these are the games we play, right?

Right.

But then I went under the hood.

I tried to pin down where the capital is, where the assets are, because you're rehypothecating those assets like no one's business.

Rehypothecation is...

It's legal.

You can leverage the same asset 100 times, but you've got to have the asset.

Which we do.

On paper, sure.

There's an off-balance-sheet vehicle with eight billion in it listed in the accounts.

The accounts that you give your board, your shareholders, your finance team, which, as far as I can tell, are two guys who have been with you from the start, whose pensions you converted to shares, so they're locked in.

And that's before you get to the NDAs and the management structure, where everything leads to you.

Well, that structure is what got us where we are.

It's not a democracy.

I followed it.

The off-balance-sheet vehicle.

All the way across the world, around all the corners, through the (muted) hall of mirrors of your accounts.

And at the end, I found it.

In our accounts.

Listed with that same eight billion.

There's nothing wrong with disguising ownership.

Well, I thought, worst-case scenario, that vehicle is full of sub-prime bull(muted).

That you're underpinning your loans with eight billion of shaky collateral.

But then I got in, Jim.

Into the vehicle.

That is a lonely place to be.

Seeing as it's empty.

♪ ♪ Any collateral you had is long gone.

Those loans are underpinned with thin air.

And a lot of those loans are from us.

And I think the only people who know those loans are worthless are you and Richard.

This deal is your way out.

The growth of the new company will replenish a... Sure, the share price doubles, you siphon off profits, replace what you stole.

That's a (muted) fairy tale and you know it.

♪ ♪ You do know it.

And so does Richard.

You get out after the deal.

And Richard follows, what, a, a few months later?

And you leave that bomb for other people to find, others who will work just as hard as you to stop it from going off and taking them down with it.

Well, that's the way the world works.

Oh, it's the way your world works.

Pull the deal tonight or I'll go public.

(laughs) I want to hear from you within the hour.

Eh, we'll cut you in.

One hour.

(door opens) ♪ ♪ (door closes) Mr. Sturrock booked the Ellieslea Room.

Running a couple of minutes late.

No problem.

♪ ♪ (cell phone ringing) (phone button clicks) Richard.

RICHARD: Pack a bag.

Personal effects only.

No paperwork.

You're flying back tonight.

The others can handle tomorrow.

What happened to "buddy"?

You're gonna be taken back to your apartment.

Legal will be waiting there for you with details of your settlement and details of all the terrible things that will happen to you if you open your mouth about any of this.

What the (muted) have you done?

We made bets that didn't pay off, and now we're making a bigger bet that will come off.

Bull(muted).

You're buying yourself enough time to cash out and get out.

And I won't let you do it.

(laughs) What you will or will not let us do is a moot point.

You're gone.

And you can live with financial security or you can live with no security of any kind.

I'll go public.

(chuckles) Then you will do so as an aggrieved ex-employee with a drug habit.

I have the paperwork, Richard.

53 hours, 18 minutes.

That's how long you spent with the paperwork.

You slept, what, four hours a night?

(pad buzzing) You're delirious.

(door rattles) And I don't think it's adrenaline that been keeping you up at night.

How do you know how long I was in the room?

(pad buzzing) You don't have the paperwork.

There was no paperwork.

You were tired.

You're on strong medication.

We're getting a signed affidavit from a porter at the hotel saying that you barely left your room, and you went heavy on the minibar.

Let me get you out of there.

For your own good.

Jim Sturrock...

He's not like us.

It's not attorneys and lawsuits.

It's worse than that.

(phone button clicks, Aliza breathing heavily) (exhales) You must have felt safe, coming here.

No women, for a start.

Roy and I always managed to enter parts of this city we had no business being.

Although I did come in through the fire door.

And you'll be leaving by the fire door.

Why don't we split the money?

Well, you need my help.

Jim Sturrock needs my help.

Jimmy Sturrock will do what I tell him.

And you've no need for money anymore.

STURROCK: 30 years ago, I was assistant manager at one of the smallest branches in Scotland.

Down in Leith.

Blue collar, you'd call it.

There was one family who put enough money through the bank to keep the lights on.

My boss didn't like them.

Thought they were criminals.

I said that we weren't the police.

But he decided that he was gonna tell the head office.

And if they shut us down, if I got disciplined and my career got clipped before it had even started, well, he thought it was worth it to do the right thing.

So off he went, up Leith Walk, to the head office.

But he never made it.

And I got promoted in his place.

And then I got promoted many more times.

And...

Here we are.

If I would do that at the start, when I had nothing to lose, imagine what I'd do now, at the end, when I have everything to lose.

This is my bank.

And my city.

And I need you to pack up and go and keep it quiet.

Okay?

No.

♪ ♪ Sorry.

(door opens) (door closes) (gasping) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (knocks) (calls): Housekeeping.

♪ ♪ Stop.

(radio chirps) Control?

I'm in the car park of the Osprey Club on Cumberland Street, checking out a possible disturbance, copy?

MAN (on radio): Copy that.

(radio beeps) I know it was you, son.

That sent the police to the farm.

I'll get round to you soon enough.

(radio chirps) Stand by for more.

MAN: Go ahead, four five.

(radio beeps and chirps) Do you require backup?

(radio beeps and chirps) Go ahead, four five.

(radio beeps) This isn't escape.

All this means is that you two will be together at the end.

(radio chirps) False alarm-- all clear.

MAN: Roger.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (pad beeps, door unlocks) (door closes) (exhales) ♪ ♪ Sorry.

♪ ♪ Go, go.

Go, go, go, go, go.

(footsteps approaching) (fire crackling) ("Where Were You?"

by The Mekons playing) ♪ ♪ (click) ♪ ♪ MAGGIE: If my enemies are coming for me, then let them come.

(knocking) ALIZA: So now you're gonna kidnap me?

That's not helpful.

STURROCK: He and the American are your problem.

JAKE: Where are you going, Max?

To finish it.

♪ ♪ ("Where Were You?"

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♪ When I was waiting in the bar, where were you?

♪ ♪ When I was buying you a drink, where were you?

♪ ♪ When I was crying at home in bed, where were you?

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