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Whisky and soda.
Lonely This Christmas by Mud
I'll get that.
No, you won't.
Sorry.
What for?
I'm guessing it was a man.
If he won't say sorry, then I'll say it for him.
That doesn't help.
No.
No.
I'm Albert.
Always the same, this time of year.
It's when the memories come in.
The regrets.
It's when weak men get weaker.
Aye, it is.
Let me get you another one.
Come on, it's Christmas, eh?
Not yet, it's no'.
Ten minutes.
I don't want a drink.
I want revenge.
But maybe that could start with a drink.
Er, not here.
# I'll be cold, so cold
# Without you to hold
# This Christmas. #
# Ah
# Now, I don't hardly know her
# But I think I could love her
# Crimson and clover
# I
# Wish she'd come walking over
# Now, I've been waiting to show her
# Crimson and clover... #
That wasn't part of my plan.
I'm not...
It was booze and loneliness, and I don't want to talk about it.
What I want to talk about is the land.
What about it?
It's a bit of a departure for him, is it not?
I...I suspect that's the point.
He wants a legacy to be proud of.
Well, he's not getting it.
And if that wasn't your plan...
..then what is?
CHATTER
..but I'll leave that up to you.
Thanks for seeing me.
Why am I seeing you?
Ah, I couldn't understand you going legit.
Erm...
I couldn't see the motivation, but now I can.
And I'm impressed by you.
By Phoenix.
Why didn't you ask me to help you?
Why didn't you tell me to help you?
Because it's honest.
HE INHALES
It's too honest.
They're too professional, too precise.
There's no imagination, no artistry.
When they try and muddy the waters...
..I can see through it without trying.
What if the council do the same?
The press.
You can't be Phoenix.
Not in public, not in the city.
You cannot, surely to God, be working your way to a threat?
I'm just saying that they can't give you what you need.
The protection.
Subterfuge.
What is it with you, Max? You're a moth to a flame.
You know, Kenny.
You've seen our office.
I can't begin to tell you the...
..detritus that walks through that door.
It's not me.
It can't be me.
Let me work for you, full-time, on Phoenix...
..and I can keep you invisible.
What about your partner?
Fuck him.
Thank you for your concern.
Safe journey down the road.
I saw Dad here.
I know.
I'm leaving Edinburgh.
We're not young, your father and I.
I'm not young either.
I'm running out of time to find another life.
You could find one right here.
The new development down at Leith.
Your father and I own the land.
We hoped it could bring us together as a family. That's why he was here.
You and him?
Only recently, only with this...
You could build any life... How could you?
Because I didn't want to die without trying to bring us back together.
Look... You think it was a choice...
..the life your father's led, but it wasn't.
He wanted to give us a good life.
From where he came from, he took the only road he could.
He spent decades working towards this,
working towards something to be proud of.
For you to be proud of.
If I can sit in that thing and forgive him...
..then so can you.
I want my own lawyer.
Then I'll know if it's something to be proud of.
OK.
And not someone who works for Dad, not someone who owes him a favour.
I understand that, but it's sensitive.
There are lots of people in this city who wouldn't want to see
your father have this opportunity.
Well, that's the only way I'll do it.
Then I'll find you a lawyer.
I'm not asking you to trust him.
I'm asking you to trust me.
I was thinking that later, if you can handle Pilton,
I could attempt a wee bit of dinner.
It's Pilton borders, really.
Er...
Can I let you know?
It depends on work.
Y-yeah, of course.
Hi. She wants her own lawyer.
I'll give her one of this lot.
No, her hackles are up.
She wants someone independent and she'll check that they are.
We can't. We have to. She's talking about leaving.
I had to work to get her to this.
We can't bring in an outsider.
We need someone who looks like an outsider,
who looks clean and who is neither.
I've just heard Max McCall in.
Now there's a man in search of something.
He came out awful early.
I'm checking that.
If we use him, we'll need to call in the insurance.
You were always ambitious about the three of us.
About how it might end.
I'm right.
I hope so.
Jackie Thompson.
Heads up undercover. Right.
What do you know about her?
I know what she does.
I'm working with her.
OK. I can't tell you too much about it.
I'd imagine not. But as part of our investigation, I need to pull a file
without a record of having done so, so I'd like you to do that.
What's the name?
Max McCall. Bent lawyer. He's just got out.
There will be a note in the file about ongoing cooperation.
Take that out and give the file to Stevie.
Your operations, in terms of protocol, do you have any...
Carte blanche.
He served two years of a seven-year sentence.
Hence the note.
Take it out and give him the file.
There's something else.
Your live address near Leith Walk?
I know someone who works there.
Kenny from the place I go.
That could be a useful relationship.
It is a useful relationship.
Don't worry, it's his partner I'm interested in.
Who's his partner?
Max McCall.
Does Kenny know that you do this?
Thanks for your help.
No. You're exposed.
No, Stevie is digging his grave and I want to help him.
That's not enough.
I-if Kenny is clean and I'm careful...
..he could be useful.
You'd work Kenny? If needed.
Stevie's working for Roy Lynch.
Max used to. Kenny, I don't know.
Do you want to help me get Roy Lynch and take down Stevie along the way?
Very much so.
Then work Kenny.
They're misty, those years.
Always will be.
But every so often, the mist clears, gives you a wee peek at something.
It's never good, right enough.
So it took a while for the card to come through the mist.
What card?
You see, sometimes when I was particularly drunk, I'd go to the
casino on Rose Street for a late drink.
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT This casino.
And there he is - Teddy's brother.
What have you done?
I looked into it.
The old investigatory.
It's a button I can't turn off.
Jesus Christ. Just a quiet peek.
I know the security guy, threw me out a few times.
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