In Plain Sight

'He had a knife.'

He told me if I screamed, he'd cut my throat.

Manuel's put in a request to conduct his own defence.

The witness, by her own admission,

spent over three hours,

half the night with me. He's lying!

The law let you down badly today.

But I want you to know that I will not rest

until Peter Manuel is behind bars.

Do you really want another Anne Kneilands on your conscience?

Oh, she's not on my conscience, Muncie,

because Peter was here that night.

Webley, .38. What you got that for?

'The first time I arrested Manuel in '46 for house

I saw the exact same thing that I saw at 18 Fennsbank Avenue today.'

Hello, Peter Manuel.

Manuel murdered my wife and my daughter, Mr Muncie.

There's nothing he can say or do that can unsettle me.

You tell Muncie, he'll need to do a lot better than you

Son, that's a proper pair of gentlemen's gloves, there.

You stole these things, Peter. I cannae get anything without you saying that.

Girl's gone missing.

It's Manuel. Here I am.

Public enemy number one.

Our Theresa said you'd spoken to her.

That you're on the warpath about some missing girl and,

well, given our history, I thought it wise to come prepared.

It's a record of my movements since leaving home on Christmas Day.

So, you're saying you've been in this city the whole time.

In bars and drinking clubs, the pictures...

Aye. That's something I do when the mood takes me.

A film spree. You can check with all the usherettes.

They'll all remember me. I guarantee it.

Yes. It's very helpful you've provided us with all the names.

Aye, well, when I'm turning on the charm,

I always start with an exchange of names.

See, I'm very partial to the usherettes.

It's the tray of goodies.

The uniforms.

What happened to your uniform, by the way?

I'm CID now.

Is that right? Well, congratulations, darling.

Old Muncie - What did you do for sleep, Peter?

He's all business, this one.

I just napped around.

Bus, pub.

Flick house, greasy spoon.

It's funny that, because at home I'm a terrible insomniac.

Where were you yesterday evening between the hours of 6:00

Sorry, did I neglect to include... Without your crib sheet.

Dracula. 6:30 showing at the Scala.

You should get your boyfriend to take you.

You could cuddle him at the scary bits.

You ever seen this young woman before?

Well, I think I'd remember. It's a nice-looking lassie, that.

Her name is Isabelle Cooke.

Ah.

That's the Mount Vernon lassie you told my sister about.

The missing one.

No. Never seen her before.

Don't lower the boats, eh? It's not been 24 hours yet.

Maybe there's some perfectly innocent explanation.

I don't know how you kept from smacking him one in there, sir.

Without a body, there's no arresting him.

That's my priority now.

Plough every resource into finding her.

You really think there's no chance she's alive?

I'm sorry, sir. Just wishful thinking.

Joe Brannan? Who wants to know?

Superintendent Muncie, Hamilton CID.

Good for you.

You're not in any trouble, Joe.

I just want a word.

Been doing well since you got out, Joe.

New job.

New house.

I'm commending you, Joe. I'm saying "Well done".

Well done and how's about being a rat?

That's what this is about, right? Manuel?

Informing on somebody that's killed four people in cold blood isn't being a rat.

And now there's this.

Do you think this was him as well?

I know it.

Christ.

We've been tailing him for a while now.

I've got eyes on him.

I need somebody who can hear what he's saying.

He's very chatty just now.

Wants an audience.

And you've got his trust.

You can get close to him.

You could save somebody's life...

..and can get paid for your trouble.

No-one would find out?

I give you my word.

Er... Where are you going?

You appealed for volunteers to help with the search, so I

Gwenlie said she'd look after the girls.

I'm not sure I'm comfortable with you coming on this search.

I want to help, Bill.

I take it you've heard about the Reverend Houston and his wife?

What?

Well, while we were all at the church on Christmas Eve,

The presents were stolen from under the Christmas tree.

A camera, a pair of gloves for the reverend,

a silk ladies head scarf that Doris bought for Frances.

It's all gone.

Do you know what my first thought was?

Was it Peter Manuel? Mm-hm.

Did they report it? I assume.

Actually, can you write that down? My notebook's in my pocket.

Before I forget.

It's going to be a quieter than usual Hogmanay.

Everybody's leaving. You know, I wouldn't be adverse

to you taking the kids to my mother's.

Peter Manuel is not running us out of town.

Ah!

Oh, I'm so sorry, Mrs Cooke.

Up closer, son.

Tea for the hard-working mechanics.

That is very welcome.

Oh, there's Agnes. Coo-ee!

Oh, hello, Doris. Peter.

You have a happy new year. And to you.

Have a lovely holiday, Michael.

You too, Mrs Muncie. Bye!

Wouldn't do for us to have only one lamp to see by all the way to your uncle's.

Thanks, Marion.

Coming through.

There we go, boys.

Peter.

A little pending money for you, son. That's mighty kind of you, father.

Good to see you again, Joe. Been a while, eh?

Hasn't it just?

I was beginning to think you were avoiding me.

You know how it is. Gainful employment.

Wife and children. Family man, eh? Aye.

Happy Hogmanay. Cheers.

And at you, two. King Kong and Gormless.

My two baby-sitters, courtesy of Detective Superintendent Muncie.

I'll tell you, Joe, I'm starting to think that plod fancies me.

Aye, aye. He's moving.

He's going to the lavvy. Relax.

Evening, lads.

Ain't you ever heard of windows?

Enjoy your dump, shithead!

"Ten, nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four, three, two, one."

Happy new year!

Happy new year.

Hey, what's this, young Mr Bob-a-job?

Can't sleep. Oh, well, that won't do.

We'll have to be up and out in six hours.

Glasses off.

Scoot down.

All right.

Feels nice. Course it does.

I'm an expert.

Where are you off to?

I'm joining the Isabelle Cooke search.

Hop in. I'll give you a lift.

I'm going to the quay to try and find her.

It's one of the muster points for the volunteers.

That's the old Dunkirk spirit. You know, everybody pulling together.

That's them.

Thanks, again.

If it isn't Superintendent Muncie.

Where were you between the hours of 2:00 and 7:00

on the morning of Wednesday the 1st of January?

Happy new year to you, as well Wednesday the 1st of January,

between the hours of 2:00 and 7:00am, where were you?

I was here. All night.

You're lying. He's not.

We were all in New Year's Eve.

Ask your boys, if you don't believe me.

Your boss needs a lie down, Detective.

He's not looking very well.

Get statements.

Aye, come a way in.

Make yourself at home.

Where were you?

About 3:30, we went to get a car cos of the cold.

You both deserted your post?

We thought they were all asleep, sir.

The lights had been off for over an hour.

Then when did you return?

About 6:00.

We went to get something hot to eat.

Get out of my sight.

What time did it happen?

Sometime between Wilson and McLeod leaving and coming back.

A couple of hours.

That's all he needed.

Why them?

Why the Smarts?

Because of what he is.

He felt the urge to kill.

He knew he didn't have much time.

So, that's it?

Three people wiped off the face of this earth