Taggart, Season 1

Liz:
Would you like some tea? I made some scones.

Livingstone:
Yes, please.

Taggart:
No, thanks. [Liz heads into the kitchen.]

Michael:
Beaut, come on. Off the man's knee.

Livingstone:
I don't mind dogs, honestly.

Michael:
Sometimes her bum's no' clean. Come on. [Gets Beaut off Livingstone.] There you go.

Taggart:
Do you walk her down there regularly?

Michael:
Yeah, every night.

Liz:
He hasnae managed the last two nights, have you, Michael?

Michael:
No.

Taggart:
Were you doon there the night before last?

Michael:
What, the night before the murder?

Taggart:
Aye.

Michael:
Aye, about... half eleven?

Taggart:
Sure it wasn't later?

Liz:
He was back here by quarter to twelve.

Livingstone:
Did you see anyone else hanging around?

Michael:
No.

Taggart:
Must be dark down there at night.

Michael:
Yeah, I carry a torch.

Liz:
He's walked it often enough.

Taggart:
You ever, um... you ever seen anyone suspicious hanging aboot doon there?

Michael:
Well, I see other people, but never... well, never any looking funny.

Taggart:
How "funny"?

Michael:
Well, suspicious.

Liz:
It's mostly other dog walkers.

Michael:
And joggers.

Liz:
D'you think it was somebody that lives local?

Livingstone:
We don't know.

Michael:
Look, I wish I could be more helpful.

Taggart:
[Gets a picture of Eileen Ballantyne out of his coat pocket and holds it in front of Michael and Liz] You ever see that girl before?

Liz:
Is she the one?

Michael:
No, sorry.

Taggart:
[Putting the picture back in his pocket, as he and Livingstone get up off the sofa] Well, if you happen to remember anything, let us know.

Michael:
Aye, I will.

Liz:
Michael, write the man's name down.

Michael:
Oh, aye, it's Mr. Taggart, in't it? [Looks for a pen.]

Taggart:
Here, take one of these. [Hands Michael a contact card.]

Michael:
'[Taking the card] Thanks.

Liz:
We've never had the police here before.

Taggart:
Not that unpleasant an experience. That's an attractive perfume you're wearing.

Liz:
I treat myself now and again.

Taggart:
Well, we'll no' take up any more of your time.

Liz:
I'll see you out.

Livingstone:
[As he and Taggart leave] Thanks, Michael.

Michael:
Yeah. Sorry I couldn't be any more helpful.