Crime

My name is Ray, and I'm an addict.

I wanna drink this fucking city dry.

You two are gonna be partners.

You're suggesting Britney is dead at the hands of a serial killer

already in prison?

Father is dead. Had a heart attack.

I ken who the fucking creeps are!

You still using the toilet, Uncle Jock?

Ray Lennox? My 11 o'clock appointment, right?

I'm Sally Hart.

I'm meant to spill my darkest, deepest secrets

and we work through them?

No, it's for you to decide what you feel comfortable talking about.

Now, you go home. You're on leave till further notice.

Fear, the basic human emotion that tells us

whether to fight or run away.

It's good to face up to your fears.

However, doing so doesn't guarantee success.

If it did, it wouldn't be such a big deal.

But facing your fear

is not the same as conquering the bastard.

No, that's a different thing entirely.

We all have to get on with it.

We must opt to live.

'One of the great things about this country

'is how we just love a comeback kid.

'I went as low as it's possible for one to go.

'The only way from there is back up.'

'How low are we talking?'

'Well, erm, let's not rake over old coals.

'The good citizens of Henley-upon-Thames have entrusted me

'to represent them in the mother of all parliaments.'

'And your views have changed?'

'Yes, people know who I am, that I have nothing to hide.

'And, Jacinda, in Parliament, I represent them,

'and that's what matters to the people of this country.

'Real people don't care about personal pronouns

'and positive discrimination.

'They want food on the table, fire in the grate,

'and a job that won't be snatched

'by someone with no associations with this great country.'

'Are you talking about refugees again?'

'Well, let's call them what they are.

'Immigrants. Can you believe I used to think

'we should send them back home to where they came from?'

'So, that's changed?' 'Yes.

'Let's make use of them. Fix the potholes,

'push the hospital trolleys,

'serve the good people of this country.'

Twat! 'No pay, just subsistence meals.'

If we are to better understand crime and victimisation,

we have to consider the role of gender.

What does a homicide in Leith have in common

with elephant seals butchering each other during breeding season?

Testosterone.

Hey.

Come on in.

You look very well.

Aye, everything's good.

No relapses while you've been away?

Er...

Well, I'm minus a girlfriend. That didnae survive the break.

How do you feel about that?

Cop relationships...

Goes with the territory.

You're not sad?

Well, you can only be yourself.

So, you've no expectation

that any relationship you enter into will last?

The only thing that lasts with me is the job.

But some officers do have long and successful relationships.

You mentioned your own boss.

He's been married for many years, hasn't he?

I mean, if you're an old, straight peg, I suppose it can be done.

And now?

First day back at work?

I'm raring to go. I'm clean. I'm a...

normal cop.

You weren't a normal cop before?

To me, yeah.

I see.

Recovery requires us to meet our emotions head-on,

to be alive to them but not controlled by them.

Er...

...I've been thinking about my emotions.

I don't feel I need this any more.

Do you really feel that?

Well, what doesnae kill you makes you stronger.

In my clinical opinion, I'd like us to continue

until we see how you get on with being back at work.

'Door closing.

'Door opening.

'Door closing.

'Door opening.'

After you.

First day back, huh?

Aye.

Ray!

Welcome back. Thanks.

Great to see you.

Norrie Erskine. Transferred through here

from dear old Glasgow toon on a wee civilising mission.

Weegie? Civilising?

I hear congratulations are in order, Inspector Drummond.

Congratulations?

We lost one of our own.

He's not dead!

Tommy Stark. Transferred here from Vice.

Got a bee in his bonnet about Gillman being fired.

Raymond?

Come on in.

Not looking very healthy, boss.

I think it's me, Ray.

They can feel things, you know?

Energy.

Aye? Aye.

Too late now.

You look good.

I wouldn't have bet on that.

I'm fine, boss.

You know, sometimes you have to just leave it all on the park.

You been going? Aye.

Patchy. It's not been good for recovery.

You sure you're ready?

You and Trudi...

Never felt better. Raring to go.

Come on, Ray.

That Confectioner case just blew the shit out of you.

Er...

There's no blame attached if you cannae stomach this stuff any more.

You can rely on me, Bob.

Well...

...that makes one of us.

Thank God you're back, Ray.

It's been chaos.

Nothing new there. I've had to put up with such shit.

You know they put me in the car with Gillman.

Yeah, I'd heard. It was a nightmare.

Proximity gave him an extremely inappropriate sense of familiarity.

Fuck's sake!

He couldn't keep his hands to himself.

I told him I'd be filing a report unless he behaved,

recorded every incident.

He stopped, but then he became verbally abusive.

So he was disciplined?

We were going through the procedure,

and two other female colleagues came forward.

It was game over for him.

I didn't want him to lose his job, Ray.

If he couldn't control himself,

it was him who lost him his job, not you.

You're the one who got a promotion.

I know that I rode your coattails on the Confectioner case.

No. No, we worked that case together.

Come on.

We solved it because of you.

Pull over up here.

This is where I need to be.

Yeah.

Ray.

I'm glad you got in touch. Aye.

Have you tried this nettle tea?

It's got a wee bit of your jag about it. No pun intended.

Anything for the safe buzz.

If my sponsor rates it, I'm in.

It's, er...

It's been tough?

I was hollowed out after the... after the breakdown,

lacked even the motivation to drink.

That's when I started to feel better. And then...

And then Trudi and I split and...

You still been working the steps?

I hope you'll be back at the meetings, now that you're home.

No, aye. Yeah, I am, of course. How are you doing?

Me and the missus are back together.

Solid as a rock.

The fire brigade is much the same,

run by emotionally incontinent bastards.

I still love it, though.

You, Ray...

...you need to just keep on keeping on, pal.

Room service.

I want your essays in next week

on the biology theory versus the sex role theory.

Does increased testosterone

or the identities we're ascribed during early socialisation

have more impact

on the likelihood of committing violent criminal activity?

This is not a binary argument.

For so many years of my life, I was at war.

Every man has a woman inside him, and every woman, a man.

This has its physiological and social expressions,

but I think this struggle

is an unavoidable part of what it is to be human.

When I had my operation and my male organs were...

...removed, when the man in me finally surrendered...

...I hoped I would become the most beautiful woman in the world.

And what happened instead...

...was far more important.

I became myself.