You're late. You're early.
For once.
I just want to go over a few things. I don't want to be rushing.
If I was on the jury, I'd believe you. You look very smart.
Very handsome.
Almost respectable.
Mr Rebus, is everything OK?
Mrs Robertson... Hello, Bobby.
Everything's fine. What's the adjournment for?
It's a technical matter, happens occasionally. Nothing to worry about.
There's very little we can do till he's made his ruling.
What's the problem?
Defence counsel have requested that
Daniel Carr's evidence be ruled inadmissible.
Didn't you obtain your confession after the six-hour limit?
You know I did. It's on the file. What's the problem?
Well, they're now claiming you broke the rules.
He offered the confession. He wanted to make it.
And did you witness the suspect's offer, DS Clarke?
No.
You see, that's our problem - it's your word against theirs,
and they're going to say you used coercion.
Sadly, this is no longer about the truth, nor procedure.
It's about your character.
And let's face it, John - you're not Dixon of Dock Green.
I don't get it. The confession's already lodged in the jury's mind.
Even without it it's a good case, so what's his problem?
He's the Procurator Fiscal. He's covering his arse.
Shut up! Don't you threaten us.
He wanted Bobby to lie, to say he'd seen the murder.
You've told us you didn't.
Everyone knew the Carrs had done it.
Just no-one saw. I wish I had.
But I didn't.
I can't lie.
I know you can't.
That's your fault, Rebus.
You know, if you cannae handle this,
you make it my business.
I thought your business was selling crack to teenagers.
The way I see it, if Michael wasn't your son,
or join the family business, you'll wish you'd been hit by a fucking bus.
The judge is on his way back.
Now, I'd like to think it most unlikely that
the investigating officer used coercion or force of any kind.
However, given the enormous pressure he and his team were under,
the possibility does exist.
Silence. I therefore inform the Prosecution
that I grant Defence request
to rule this evidence...
inadmissible.
Yes!
Quiet in court.
In the light of your decision, my Lord, I must inform the court
that the Crown offers up no further evidence.
In which case, I'm calling an immediate halt to this trial,
and inform you, Mr Daniel Carr,
that you're free to go.
Yes!
Order!
Order in court! Murdering bastard!
Order! Think I'm gonna just walk away from this?
What is your problem?
We had a good case, a solid case!
But unfortunately, you were unable to convince the judge of that.
It's not my job to convince the judge, it's yours!
Thank you for pointing that out, Inspector.
We had plenty, even without confession.
That's enough, Rebus.
Oh, no, oh, no...
that's not enough.
It won't end here.
Yes!
Yeah!
I told you.
Didn't I tell you? Yes. You told me.
Is that it?
That's the best you can do for him?
You'd have been happy if he'd have been found guilty.
Are you coming?
Mum...
Susan...
Your brother's calling.
I brought my boys up well, Mr Rebus.
This wasnae supposed to happen.
Mikey wasnae supposed to get stabbed to death in some alley.
It's not their fault. They can't help who their father is.
Susan... Inspector?
Hi. I hope I'm not bothering you.
No, not at all. We were just about to have a wee party.
What did you want?
I just came to say how sorry I am about everything.
Is that it, then?
Well, away and come in.
Wait in the kitchen. You can tell Bobby as well.
It's not her fault either, is it?
Is that it? Nothing more we can do? No appeal?
I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.
No need to apologise, Inspector.
I'm sure you did your best.
Haigh ordered an immediate inquiry into our handling of the case.
And?
He's asked Clive Dawson to conduct it.
And the good news?
Aw, don't tell me there's no good news.
Half a lager?
The same?
Who's Clive Dawson?
Chief Super.
He and Rebus were sergeants together - same intake.
Dawson was his best man.
Then they fell out.
From what I heard, it couldn't have been worse. What happened?
Rebus happened.
Cheers.
What's up? Not enjoying yourself?
Something you want to tell me?
Inclined to think about now, eh?
Michael Robertson bled to death...
right here.
Now, I know it happened just how you told me.
Right here.
What are you doing?
What were you talking about? Nothing.
Get back inside.
Now!
Daniel, you confessed because you wanted to.
You know something?
You still do.
Are you all right, pal?
You got a problem?
You?
Another note?
A cross this time.
Still no idea?
No.
I'll take it to Forensics.
See if they've an ideas.
Morning.
Clive Dawson. This is DS Fuller.
Morning, sir. DS Clarke.
Siobhan.
Morning, Gill. Morning.
You get lost looking for my office, did you?
I was on my way to see you, and just popped in for an informal hello
before we got started.
Nice to see we're all getting on so famously.
Friends already.
That's when you really have to watch your back.
So, you left the room at the end of the six hours? That's right.
Leaving Rebus alone with the defendant Daniel Carr.
That's right.
And when you came back, Rebus was preparing to take his confession.
Yes.
And things never got heated with Daniel Carr?
No.
Really?
How's your blood pressure?
Up and down.
Whisky man, aren't you?
Not really. Oh...
You're off the drink, then?
I didn't say that.
I'm just not exclusively a whisky man.
I'm quite partial to red wine.
A nice Pouilly Montrachet, occasionally.
That's white.
Burgundy.
Very nice.
So, tell me, Inspector...
had you been drinking before the interview?
We've had a phone call.
Daniel Carr's been murdered.
His wallet's not been touched.
It doesn't look like robbery was the motive.
There's no sign of panic or frenzy. No indication of defence marks.
So, it could be a revenge attack?
It's a bit early to say that.
So, have you picked up Brian Robertson?
Oh, the father? Oh, hadn't occurred to us.
Well, maybe you should consider it.
We will. And the mother.
And the son. And everybody else who wants a wee shite like Daniel Carr killed.
Including every drug dealer in Edinburgh.
So, what now?
Tell his mother the good news.
This is rather different, isn't it, Inspector?
From when you were here the last time.
When my son was the suspect.
I wonder: will you look for Daniel's killer quite so hard?
Yes, I will.
What about Peter? Is he all right? We can't find him.
We were hoping you could help.
We have a cottage near Ullapool. It's -
He'd never go there!
I just don't think he'd go there. You're probably right.
What do you make of that? Think she was trying to protect him?
Why would she do that?
He's her brother.
This is from the lab.
Daniel Carr was strangled from behind,
probably with rope, and moved after he was dead.
Initial findings show high concentration of alcohol and cocaine.
Time of death was between 10pm and two in the morning.
I'll pick up Robertson.
I wonder if you'd mind if I went with DS Clarke?
I'd be thrilled.
I need to go over one or two things on Michael Robertson's murder.
DS Clarke would be happy to give you a lift, wouldn't you?
Of course.
I know why you're here. It's been all over the news.
Well...
Where were you the night before last?
I went to the pub. The Unicorn.
Well, I'm sure someone will remember you.
Have you seen your father?
No.
You think it was him, don't you?
I hope you catch him.
Then my mother won't live in fear of him turning up,
or something happening to me.
Forensics indicate that Michael Robertson was stabbed here.
That's right.
When the Carr brothers were picked up,
they both had blood on their clothes.
Yes. Rebus thought they were both involved.
Daniel confessed.
That's right.
And he thought it would be better concentrate on that.
Simpler to have Daniel alone on trial.
Strange, isn't it?
How do two boys from the Academy end up
dealing drugs, and owning a dodgy club?
They were strange.
I don't suppose life with Rebus is dull.
You know, it's not easy being him.
You don't need me to tell you that.
How long have you known him? Nearly 30 years.
What happened with you two?
It won't be news to you that there are,
shall we say, ranking officers who've never liked Rebus.
Always thought he was dodgy. No, they wanted to find him dodgy.
And? They asked me to keep an eye out.
I said, "No, he's my best friend", but they wouldn't let it go.
So, I thought, "Bollocks. I'll find nothing, report back
that he was totally clean, and that would be the end of it."
What, he wasn't?
Yeah, of course he was.
So, what happened?
He found out about it, and he never forgave me.
So, you knew Daniel Carr was dead?
Great news, yeah.
Have you seen his brother?
Who?
Where were you the other night?
Out test-driving a new Saab.
Very plush.
Whereabouts?
Nowhere special.
Can anyone confirm that? No.
Anyone confirm that I didn't?
No.
(HUMS) Rebus?
You let me know if you want to trade that in.
There's always someone looking for parts.
Check up on Robertson's last spell in prison, would you?
Find out who his heavies were.
You're not bringing him in?
Not yet.
You're saying you had no grounds for arrest?
We think this is better move. Oh, really (?)
Have you considered the media falllout?
This kind of publicity will only be mitigated by a result.
A POSITIVE result.
Time to dig a little deeper into DI Rebus.
Let's make it personal, and see if you can get under the skin of that sergeant of his.
What's her name? Clarke.
Some of the heavy mob inside with Robertson.
It's him.
How do you know?
Only one I don't recognise.
Mr MacFarlane. DI Rebus, DS Clarke.
Mind if we ask you a few questions?
I need Rebus' file. Hang on a minute.
You're investigating the Robertson case.
Not conducting a witch hunt.
How well do you know Davis Haigh?
As well as I want to. Right.
Then you know if I don't do this, he'll be back.
Be thankful it's me.
Really?
If it's not relevant, I won't pass it on.
So, you hardly knew Robertson? Barely.
You were on the same wing in prison. So? So were hundreds of guys.
What were you doing at the Xan Zee Bar the other night?
I was thirsty.
He didn't tell you?
We bumped into each other.
I'll tell you what - why don't you two come back
when you have your stories straight?
You know where the door is.
I know, I know, I know!
I'm sorry. Look, I didn't know it was going to come up.
So, it's fine to keep secrets from me so long as I don't find out?
And when Templer finds out... She won't!
You don't get it, do you?
You're not bringing MacFarlane in?
If he was at the Xan Zee Bar, why not?
Can't prove anything yet, and I want Robertson.
You're sure he'll give us Robertson?
OK, fine. Um...
How do we know he was at the club?
I saw him.
You were there?
And you just thought you'd keep that to yourself, did you?
Or maybe you were waiting for the perfect opportunity to tell me?
Is there anything else you haven't told me?
No.
I beg your pardon!
No.
Hi.
How are you doing?
Fine, thanks. Good.
I know just how hard these things can be.
Really?
So, you've been investigated?
No. Well, we have empathy training.
Oh. Well, you'll know exactly what it's like, then.
Maybe we could go for a drink? It's good to talk.
What, off the record?
I don't think so. I'd hate for you to have a conflict of interests.
You're backing the wrong horse, Siobhan. Don't bet on it.
He can't be that good in bed, hm?
How long have you been shagging him?
Not my style. Really? You should try it.
Might help someone like you get on.
When you're finished gossiping, DS Clarke.
MacFarlane's on the move.
He's headed towards the train station.
Take the entrance.
Got it.
Peter Carr!
What the hell's he doing here?
Sir?
It's a set-up.
Let's go.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Armed police! Freeze! Stay where you are!
Armed police! Drug Squad!
Rebus. CID!
Freeze!
DI Rebus, CID.
You're not blaming us. This is not our fault.
I was down the Drug Squad yesterday, and nobody even mentioned this.
Can you blame us? Six months we've been on this.
Six months! Brilliant!
Did you organise this, Rebus?
No wonder the citizens of Edinburgh feel safe at night.
What a bunch of tubes.
It gets worse. Really?
How?
MacFarlane was under surveillance the night of the murder.
And Robertson?
They weren't watching him.
That note's back from Forensics, sir.
Nothing.
There was a train ticket on Peter Carr.
He had been to Ullapool. Really?
So, why would his sister say he'd never go there?
Dunno.
Did the father kill himself there? Yeah.
When will Drugs be finished with him?
Um, sometime after midnight.
So, plenty of thinking time.
I suppose we can't just ignore him. I can.
In that case...
Why do I get the impression Haigh's interest in you is personal?
It's always personal.
Just like the old days.
You should think about it.
You don't need me to tell you in our business
there's no such thing as coincidence.
Excuse me.
Siobhan... Come here.
These notes, I've been getting them for ages, five or six months.
Now, we thought it was just a crank.
And now you think they might be connected to the case?
Yeah.
Check these dates.
February 7th.
Daniel Carr was fully committed.
April 4th.
Psychiatric examination.
Papers...indictment printed...
Preliminary hearing...
The preliminary hearing was April 4th.
April 19th.
Date of the trial was announced.
Every time he appeared in court, I got a note.
This arrived the day Daniel Carr was murdered.
So, what are they about? Justice?
Revenge?
Bless me, Father.
For I have sinned.
Of course.
What have we all forgotten?
What is it we all know?
Daniel confessed. He actually confessed.
This is about guilt.
Daniel lied. He knew it was wrong.
He wanted to let us know. That's why he sent the notes.
Peter Carr found out...
and killed him.
So...
You've been to Ullapool.
Your mother said you didn't like going there.
Is that right?
Why did you go there, then? I had to look after my brother!
Couldn't do anything by himself.
Well, apart from kill Michael Robertson.
But he didn't, did he?
You helped him.
You knew Daniel was gonna confess, didn't you?
You knew he wanted to.
Only this time you knew he was gonna tell us about you!
Is that why you killed him?
I didn't kill him.
I'd never do that. No?
Not even when you found out he was sending these notes?
These notes.
DS Clarke has just arrived.
I'm suspending the interview.
We've been right through the flat and club. Nothing.
OK, you can sign him out.
You can go.
I know why you went with MacFarlane.
You think you can negotiate with Brian Robertson?
I'll give you about five minutes out there.
Nothing you want to tell me?
I know I'm right about the notes!
The way he reacted to them!
And he helped with the killing.
This goes back to the original case.
The Robertson murder.
I want CCTV footage of the courthouse.
Whatever's available.
This arrived by hand, sir. Thank you.
Oh, jeez!
Where?
This can't be.
Peter Carr's been murdered.
In the alleyway, by the Xan Zee Bar.
Strangled with a knotted rope, like before.
Almost certainly the same killer.
Inspector Rebus. Finished helping the Drug Squad with their enquiries?
Pity you decided to let him go.
I decided?
No, no, no, no, no.
No, you chose not to prosecute them.
If it was up to me, he and his brother would both be inside,
and they'd still be alive!
Let me remind you, Rebus, you were the weak link in the Prosecution case.
Specifically, your methods and your character.
That's why you're under investigation.
You'd do well to remember that.
It's got to be Robertson. Could have been.
Don't jump to conclusions. OK, it could be a rival dealer.
It could have been Bobby. It could have been the Lone Ranger and Tonto.
Did you check his alibi?
Do you think he did it? It doesn't matter what I think.
Until Haigh's investigation is over, you have to cover yourself.
We'd started arguing.
That's why I went to meet him.
You went to meet him?
Yes.
You've always said you just bumped into him.
I lied.
Why did you lie, Bobby?
I didn't want my mother to know.
What was it you didn't want her to know?
He'd started working for my father.
It's his fault.
Michael couldn't resist him.
Did your father want you to work for him?
Yes.
And now you think that I might have killed him for my brother.
I'd never do that.
He wasn't worth it.
DS Clarke suspending the interview at 11:07.
I hope we're not troubling you. Not at all.
I've arranged for someone from the mortuary to come and look after you.
So, have you managed to pick anyone up?
Robertson, or his son?
Bobby?
Yeah.
It could have been him. He's pretty weird.
In what way?
Well, like...weird.
Like I went round to his house to say sorry.
And...
He's such a freak.
He frightened me. Anything else?
I saw him later that night in a pub.
The Unicorn.
You saw him in the Unicorn the night that Daniel was killed?
It sounds stupid, but he was talking to himself.
And he was there all night?
I'm pretty sure.
Will I say hello to my mum, Mr Rebus?
Aye, aye, you do that.
Follow me, son.
I think Daniel Carr lied in his confession.
His brother Peter was involved. It might even have been him.
And?
It would help if I could check a few facts.
Where are you going with this?
I need to see the Prosecution file.
Are you joking?
You do know what you're asking? It would really help.
Especially Rebus.
Well, this is cosy.
Hope you're not telling him anything you were planning to keep secret.
You know, DS Clarke,
some people are beyond help.
Good luck. You'll need it.
Hello.
Siobhan, didn't you say that Susan Carr thought he was weird?
She hardly knew him. Yeah.
That's what I thought.
How did you know Peter would go to Ullapool?
We used to go there for holidays.
The boys were very happy.
They liked it there.
And then, one summer...
they went, and their father killed himself.
The boys were never the same again.
He'd always wanted to be a writer.
Never really had anything published.
As if that might have made any difference.
His book.
Do you still have the typewriter?
Yes, it's...
it's just upstairs.
It's not there. It's always there in the spare room.
Is it important? No, nothing to worry about.
Have you seen Dawson? No.
Oh. I thought he said he'd be with you.
He must be in our office.
Oh, my God!
Looking for these?
It's over, Fuller.
Inspector. I didn't expect to see you so soon.
Is Bobby in?
Yeah. He's just upstairs with the young Carr girl, Susan.
Susan?
I need to talk to you.
What's going on? Just need to clear up a few things.
What have you done? What's she done?
What are you doing? I'm coming with you.
No.
Please. You stay here.
I want to.
Jesus Christ.
Haigh altered the forensic report.
He made a mistake when he was detailing the evidence.
When they were found, both the Carr brothers had blood on their clothes.
He confused them.
He knew this would come out if the trial continued.
Yes.
So he invented the coercion, and tipped off the Defence.
Yes. Much better to let Rebus take the blame.
But he knew Rebus wouldn't go away, so he had to get rid of him.
Yes.
Where have you been?
If you can spare the time, you might want to sit in on this interview.
Unless you have something better to do.
Be right with you.
Not looking such a great shag now, is he?
When did you first meet Bobby?
At his brother's funeral.
I just wanted to say I was sorry.
I knew my brothers had done it.
And then you started seeing one another.
It was the best thing that ever happened to me.
And no-one knew about it?
With my brothers, and his father...
No.
When your brothers got off, you thought they'd stop you seeing him?
They were going to kill him.
I heard them.
Why did you send me the notes?
I was asking for help.
The first one was on the day of the committal.
No.
That was the first day we slept together.
And the other notes?
That was immediately after you killed them.
Yes.
I wanted you two to forgive us.
Us?
Was Bobby with you?
No.
No, Bobby had nothing to do with it.
It was me!
She knew they were gonna hurt me.
And she knew I'd never go to my father.
I knew when she left me that night she was gonna do something.
I couldn't let her go by herself.
She was good.
She still is.
And they...
were evil.
It's my fault.
No.
This is Haigh's fault.
Are we absolutely certain everyone's aware of the strategy?
Tell me that thing about character again.
I beg your pardon?!
And how yours makes you responsible for those boys' deaths.
I really don't know what you're talking about, Rebus,