Taggart, Series 1

Taggart:
You here?

David:
I've got nothing to say to you.

Taggart:
You've said it all through the papers. Maybe that's the coward's way.

David:
If I said what I really felt, it'd be libellous.

Taggart:
How long have you been here now? Two weeks? Sit down. [David does so in an armchair opposite Taggart.] You didn't come here just 'cos it was a place to stay... I need your help. [David scoffs.] You find that funny?

David:
No. What I find funny is you coming here to ask me. Why should I help the police do a job they should'ha done nine years ago?

Taggart:
Why did O'Donnell bring her body back twenty miles from the lay-by to Dalmally Road? How could he use Jo Peebles' car without her suspecting anything? Why did she trust him so much? You've got more opportunity to talk to her than I have.

David:
You think she knew?

Taggart:
There were two other people in that house - George Cunningham and Jo Peebles. Cunningham's been in and out of mental hospitals for years. I doubt he'll tell us anything.

David:
Are you saying Jo can?

Taggart:
[Pauses] Well... let's say there's too much that doesn't make sense about what O'Donnell did and why he did it.

David:
There's a lot that didn't make sense about what I was supposed to have done. I didn't hear you asking those questions then.

Taggart:
Why did you confess to me? [The telephone rings in another room.]

David:
You've never been interrogated have you?

Taggart:
Ah, no. No.

David:
I just went along wi' it, to get some sleep.

Taggart:
...Sorry.

David:
Well, you're nine years too late.