Taggart, Season 1

Livingstone:
What's happening, sir?

Taggart:
The Mint's having a go.

Livingstone:
[Confused] "Mint"?

Taggart:
Superintendent Murray. [Murray Mints.] Personality conflict. He refuses to talk to me.

Livingstone:
All the same, is there time for this?

Taggart:
Sherlock Holmes had his violin.

Tiny:
[The pub landlord, passing by] He can play it.

Taggart:
Same again. [Passes Tiny his glass.]

Livingstone:
Billy's dad was there.

Taggart:
He shouldn't have been.

Livingstone:
Well, he was, and that didn't make it very easy.

Taggart:
Where's your scarf?

Livingstone:
[Lying] I lost it.

Taggart:
[Chuckles] You're going to make a murder squad detective(!)

Livingstone:
I don't believe Billy did it.

Taggart:
I do.

Livingstone:
Well, perhaps you want to believe it.

Taggart:
There's a lot of things I want to believe, like respect.

Livingstone:
I can't talk to you, sir, while you're playing on this. [Sure enough, Taggart loses his last life, and it's game over. They head to the bar]

Taggart:
What's your drink?

Livingstone:
Lager and blackcurrant.

Taggart:
You can buy that yourself!

Livingstone:
[To Tiny] Half a pint of lager and blackcurrant, please.

Tiny:
Sickening for something, are ya?

Taggart:
Tiny, Detective Sergeant Livingstone.

Tiny:
Got that strangler yet?

Taggart:
Och, come on. You should know better. [Livingstone pays for the drink and follows Taggart into the lounge. They find a table and sit at it.]

Livingstone:
I'd like to work with you, sir, not against you.

Taggart:
Cheers(!) [Sips on his Scotch]

Livingstone:
The phone rang at quarter to one.

Taggart:
How do we know what went through his mind? If only the ground hadn't been too hard for footprints.

Livingstone:
I still think you're wrong, I'm sorry.

Taggart:
Why?

Livingstone:
Because it's so circumstantial.

Taggart:
[Sighs] There was a Detective Chief Inspector Wallace. A bastard man. I worked with him on a dozen enquiries. He used to say that a... a nose for the truth was a talent, you either had it or you hadn't. The bastard never made a wrong jump.