(bright folk music) (lively music) (watch beeps) (crowd clamoring) - [Jimmy] Barney!

- Hamish!

- How you doing, Barney?

- John.

- Barney.

(glass crashes) - Jimmy.

- Aw, Hamish.

The man asked for it!

- I know, I know, I know.

Come here.

(Jimmy sighs) (cuffs click) (crowd yelling inside) What are you doing?

- Well, you never know.

You might need a hand.

(drunk shouts) - John.

- [Jimmy] Scott!

No, don't!

Aw, Scott!

Scott!

Don't!

(Jimmy pounding truck) - Get off my truck.

- Don't tell me, tell Hamish!

(crowd clamoring) (glass crashing) - What is it with you people?

They've got all my stuff.

I'm a paying guest!

- Ah, Chris Bonington here's lost his kit.

Aw!

(Paul grunting) - That's not necessary, officer.

- We'll tell you what's necessary.

(men arguing) - I have to get a proper night's rest in order to help lead a party of hikers in the morning.

- God save them if he's in charge.

- Shut it.

Barney, any damage?

- [Barney] Couple of glasses.

- You see which one started it?

- No.

- Good evening, constable.

Colonel Maxwell, Executive Expeditions.

- [Hamish] Evening.

- Do you mind if I have a word?

- No, go ahead.

- You're not going to let him speak to the prisoner.

- John, I'm the police here.

- For God's sake, you're not firing me.

- Well look at you.

- You're drunk and disorderly the night before an expedition.

I can't jeopardize tomorrow's trip, and I won't compromise my business.

- But he, he just came at me.

Don!

- One has a responsibility to one's clients.

(Paul scoffing) I'm sorry.

Thank you constable.

He's all yours.

- Okay.

- Drink, Hamish?

- Aye, why not?

Well I suggest you two, well I don't know, you just cool off a wee bit, eh?

- Any chance of going home, Hamish?

- Nah.

- Oh no.

Hamish!

(soft flute music) - All right, Isobel?

- Morning, Hamish.

- You're all dressed up.

- Yeah, I'm doing a piece on Don Maxwell, you know, the Outward Bound man.

- I met him last night.

- Well, I'm off out with his party today.

Could be one for the Scotsman, this.

- Very good.

- Right, that should see me through.

- Right, oh, hey, have you tried these?

They're new.

You could maybe get a couple in your pocket.

- Yes, why not, indeed.

- That's six pounds 20 please.

- Thanks, and, uh, where are you off to?

- Over the hills and far away.

Still, home tomorrow.

Cheers.

- Bye.

- Bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning, Jenny?

- Yes, colonel.

Looking forward to it.

Map, compass, layers of clothing.

Torch?

- Yes, and spare battery.

- Reflective patches.

First aid kit.

Good.

All present and correct.

Morning, Mike.

- Good morning for it, colonel.

- Yes, how do you fancy being my back up man, Mike, when we get to the top?

- Ah, what about Paul?

- Just so you all know, Paul's no longer with us.

Parting of the ways.

Mike here is gonna be our acting second in command.

Morning, George.

- Morning, sorry.

- I see you took my advice about the extra glucose.

Ah, ladies and gentlemen, this is Miss Isobel Sutherland of the Lochdubh and District Listener.

This is my party from ABK Internationals.

Mike Beardsall, Penny Carpenter, Helen Wadlow, Mark Glasson, oh, and uh, Mr. Standish.

George.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Ms. Sutherland is going to write an article on us which may appear in the national press, so be careful.

Anything we say maybe taken down and used in evidence against us.

- Including that.

- This is our route description.

Welcome to the group.

- [Isobel] Thank you.

- Constable.

- Colonel.

- Coming too?

Fancy a quick trip up Ben Dragh and back?

No, I don't think so.

I've been up there a few times already.

- Well in that case, I could use a man who knows what he's doing after last night's fiasco.

- Well it's tempting, but the only mountain I'll be seeing today is paperwork.

- Paperwork, rather than Ben Dragh?

I underestimated you, Constable.

Mike, do you want to lead us off?

- Bye.

- You alright, George?

- Yeah.

You know those inhalers can ruin your nasal membranes, don't you?

- Quite.

- There's more than we thought, Hamish.

I found these behind the cabinet.

(majestic music) - So, Jenny is it?

- Yes, Jenny Carpenter.

- What do you do with ABK?

- I'm marketing manager.

- Sounds good.

- Well it's the lowest rung on the managerial ladder, but I think the next rung's in sight.

- Come on, Jenny, you know it is.

- Your figures are better than the rest of marketing put together.

- And you're Mike.

- Mike Beardsall, hello, yeah.

- Pleased to meet you.

Do you two work together?

- Work together?

We love each other.

- Oh I think it might be a bit one way, this love.

- Yeah, it's the lowest rung on the ladder of love, but I think the next rung's in sight.

- We've all been assigned from different departments to a new project, so this is like a, well, you know, an exercise to get us working together as a group.

- Hello, Mr. Standish.

- Ah, George, please.

I'm not so past it you have to call me by my surname.

- I take it you're not so sure about all of this.

- No, I think it's great, working together as a group.

I just don't see the point of coming all the way up here to (coughing).

- Don't be fooled by him, Isobel.

Beneath that feeble facade, there's the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat, isn't there, George?

Could burst out at any moment.

He gives you any trouble, you tell me.

- Oh!

- Hello.

- I'm Mark.

I'm in charge of our databasing and information retrieval systems.

- Oh, that sounds, that sounds interesting.

- Well, not as interesting as it sounds in point of fact.

People don't realize.

- Okay, so, this is the foot of Ben Dragh.

As you can see, it's a nice gentle incline from here, so we'll take it at a good brisk pace.

There will be a couple of stops on the way, and we should have an excellent view of McKenzie's Point to look forward to.

- I love this naming of parts.

I mean these mountains have been here for hundreds of thousands, millions of years, and we decide some guy.

I mean, how do we actually know this McKenzie was the first person to climb it?

- He wasn't.

He fell off.

Don't mind if I tag along, do you?

- It seems our village bobby knows which side his bread's buttered after all.

- Yeah.

- You don't like him?

- Oh no, no, I like him.

I'm just not sure he'd recognize buttered bread if it came up and bit him.

(light music) - Malkie!

- Welcome home.

- Thank you.

(light music) Oh it's good to be back, Malkie.

- We're always pleased to see you, Miss Alexandra.

- Well that's nice to know.

- It's just a bit sore.

- Yes.

Well, you'll be all right.

Boot back on.

Otherwise you may get some swelling, okay Helen?

- [Helen] Okay.

- Remember what we say.

The day you give in to your body.

- That's the day you die.

- [Maxwell] Good girl.

- [Isobel] So what is it you sell at your company?

- TVs, computers, anything you can pile high and sell cheap.

It's all tosh, but the money to be made's obscene.

- Life up here must seem a wee bit, I don't know, low powered.

- No, I love it here.

I get quite turned on by it to be honest.

- Really?

- Yeah.

All these peaks and points and pinnacles.

Bit suggestive on the old imagery front.

- Okay, let's be on our way.

On your feet.

Come on, George.

- Let's not allow one or two blisters to get in our way.

It's only pain.

- Well?

Say something, Dad.

- Oh, it goes without saying, I'm very pleased for you.

Have you thought it?

I suppose you've thought it through?

- Yes.

It means I can be here for a start.

Stop you going off the rails.

Obviously, it's not a fait accompli.

- No.

- What about your, uh, your writing?

- Well I can write from here, can't I?

- I thought you needed to be in London.

- You make it sound as if you don't want me home.

- Alex.

Come here.

Do you know what this place is like without you in it, hm?

(grand orchestral music) - You have to remember these are people who spend 100% of their working lives cooped in offices, chained to desks, ruining their eyes on computer screens.

What I say to our clients, and we have many letters from them confirming this, is that a course with Executive Expeditions is about knowing your true self.

The more you venture out into nature, the deeper you see into yourself.

Every life is a journey.

And the reward for the outward bound is inner discovery.

- Help!

Help!

- George!

- Hey!

Get me out of here!

- Hold on, George!

Come on, quick, quick!

Oh bloody hell.

Come on, quick, somebody.

- For God's sake George, I told you to walk round.

- I know!

It looked more direct this way!

- Grab this.

- God, oh no.

Oh bloody hell I can't.

I can't.

- Bit bogged down there, George?

Bunged up on the nose front and bogged down on the mud front.

- George, you got a, got a mark.

(Mike laughing) Here's mud in your eye.

- Can we just remember?

The whole point of this exercise is to get you playing together as a team.

We're not all sat at our separate desks now.

This is a joint effort.

If you step out of line, you risk your own neck and potentially everyone else's too.

I won't allow that, okay?

On we go.

Round the bog, please.

- You okay, George?

- Yes mate.

Course we all know why it's got to be a team effort, don't we?

If you haven't got a team, you can't be a leader.

Team effort.

You know what we are, don't you?

We're just spectators on this guy's private ego trip.

All right, I'm sorry.

I should have listened, all right?

- Thank you.

- And tell him I'm sorry they're a wee bit late.

- Will do, bye.

- Hi, Doc.

- Evening, John.

- Any problems today, Agnes?

- No, why?

- Just let me know if you do.

- You?

- Well it occurs to me that in Hamish's absence, the people of Lochdubh need somebody they can turn to.

- Why, where is he?

- Oh, he's away up Ben Dragh with some famous climber.

- Colonel Maxwell.

Staying with us.

- One minute we were supposed to be clearing his paperwork, the next, he's off up the hills.

I sometimes think we need more than one policeman in this place.

- Mmhmm.

(majestic orchestral music) - Everybody all right?

You're all doing very well.

- I can't vouch for Miss Sutherland's verdict on you all, but my own reports will be very warm.

Not least you two, well done.

- Thanks.

- Cheers, Don.

Well done, Helen.

Come on, keep it going.

Oh George, George, can I have a word?

Look, um, I'm sorry I had to make a bit of an example of you earlier, George.

- It's my mistake.

- I'm sure in future, you'd know not to trust your inexperienced eye over my judgment.

(George laughing) - That's what I forgot to write home about.

Your judgment.

You've dragged us up here to prove, what?

Truth is, we could climb every mountain in Scotland.

Wouldn't make a blind bit of difference to our ability to do our jobs.

- That's just where you're wrong, Standish.

You push yourself past what you thought you were capable of, and you learn about yourself.

- Fine, fine.

You try my job.

See how much you learn about yourself.

I mean this is nonsense, isn't it?

- George.

- 'Cause that's the whole point.

- All right.

I can't run up a mountain in my underwear.

I'm not fit.

But I don't need to be.

I've got news for you, mate.

The world needs people like me a whole lot more than it needs people like you.

And unless we're suddenly gonna go back to the Stone Age, I just don't see where you fit in.

- I will not have my authority challenged, all right?

All right?

(tense music) - All right.

- As I was saying, we'll soon be at the top of Ben Dragh.

It's a wonderful view, weather permitting.

We can all take a well deserved break, okay?

Mike.

(tense music) - [Alexandra] Hamish?

(knocking on door) Hello?

- Oh.

- Oh boy.

- There we are.

Over there, that's Sgurr Nan Gillean, the young man's peak.

That's the Poison Dwarf.

And that, that's McKenzie's Point.

- Oh it's fantastic.

- It's beautiful.

- Isn't that a view worth seeing?

Worth a bit of effort?

Eh?

George?

Helen and Mark, come on!

- You all right?

- [George] Oh yeah, absolutely.

- [Don] Come and see what all this has been about.

- It's a good view, you know.

- Yeah, apparently Earth's very interesting from the moon, but I don't see that's a reason to join the space program.

- That, is not true, in point of fact.

You can only see the outline of the continents.

- Look, it's not my fault you're here.

- No, I know, I'm sorry.

It's been a hell of a week.

You know, this course, kicking myself for not telling my boss where to get off.

I mean there comes a point, well there should come a point in life where you stop having to prove yourself.

- Yeah, I know, right?

- It's tough enough coming to terms with what you are without punishing yourself for what you're not.

- And uh, the Great Wall of China, of course.

- Hey George, you don't want to miss this, mate.

The young man's peak, it'll bring back memories for you.

The old reminiscence front.

You might find it quite interesting as well, Mark, in point of fact.

- Listen to that.

He's got the whole world in his hands.

That was me, you know, 15 years ago.

- Here you are, your orange juice.

- Hello.

- Hello, Miss Alexandra.

How are you?

- Fine, thanks.

Is Hamish, have you seen Hamish today?

- No, why, have you a problem?

- No, I, I just wanted to speak to him.

- Oh, he's away up the mountains with some famous climber.

- Colonel Maxwell.

Staying with us.

- Yeah, hiking in the hills while the criminal fraternity of Lochdubh runs amok.

- Well, I'd better get their tea ready.

Won't be long till they're back.

(watch beeping) - What's that?

- Oh, it's nothing.

An appointment I'm not gonna keep.

- We've made fantastic time.

Who's for McKenzie's Point?

- Which one was McKenzie's?

- That one.

I'm serious, come on!

Let's really give Miss Sutherland something to write about.

It's a steep ascent, but we've trained for it, we're equipped for it, and there isn't one person here who is incapable of it.

Mike?

What do you say?

- Um.

Yeah, I'm game.

- [Don] Good man.

- Jenny?

- Uh, yes, I suppose.

- [Don] Good girl.

- Is it hard?

- Nothing's hard with the right attitude.

- Um, if I can just say, I don't know.

I was really hoping it wouldn't be much further.

With my feet.

(Don laughing) - Well, we've all got sore feet, Helen.

They'll be sore for a few days whatever we do, the peak or not.

An experience like this stays with you a lifetime.

It is life.

Trust me.

Everything else is just a pale imitation.

- I think maybe, uh, some of your party are a wee bit more tired than they're letting on, colonel.

- Nonsense.

Fatigue is a state of mind.

That's what this whole course has been about.

It hits you, and you push through it.

Push through it until your heart is pumping pure adrenaline.

- Well I can't speak for everyone, but if you went up, I'd be there with you.

I've never gone any further than this, so I would like to.

Well I think that's a majority for pressing on.

Now, yes.

We're gonna miss our meal at the Lochdubh Hotel, so I suggest we, stop here to eat something and replenish our energy levels and leave in what?

15 minutes?

- Uh, Colonel, can we have a wee word?

(tense music) - Of course.

(discordant music) - Listen, uh, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I think it's a bad idea.

- Constable, I'm very glad to have you here as an extra pair of experienced hands, but I think you're a guest on this trip.

- Well that's true enough, but Helen's feet are giving her trouble.

Mark's not fit, nor is George.

- You see them as having problems?

- Uh huh.

- Hmm.

Well, I see them as having opportunities to discover what they're capable of.

And anyway, I'm not splitting up the group.

- I'm just pointing out that some of your party aren't fit.

- Well thank you for that observation.

- Look, there's a shortcut back down.

I think- - Why don't you take it then?

Take the helpless and the hopeless with you.

(dramatic music) - [Esme] Ready?

- I've just got to change.

- What for?

It's only the Lochdubh.

- You're right.

I won't change.

- Good.

- Um, we're not going in together, are we?

- Rory!

- Constable Macbeth has persuaded me that some of you might want to go down from here.

There is a short route down, and you're welcome to take it with him.

I will take your decision to leave into consideration when I write my reports for your employer.

- I'm with Macbeth.

- Me too.

- If it weren't for my feet.

- [Hamish] Isobel?

- No, I'll stay with the colonel.

- Well I can't be responsible for you- - You're not responsible for me, Hamish!

This is my work.

- Aye, okay.

Right, we're heading.

(discordant music) - How long is it down, Hamish?

- Oh it's not too far from here.

North road into Lochdubh's that way.

Always catch a lift from there.

- Sounds easy enough.

- This is very good of you, Hamish.

- Well, I'm just sorry your trip went sour.

- It went sour long before we even arrived in Lochdubh.

Uh, this week.

I mean the assault course he's had us on.

Amazing nobody's been injured.

I fear for that lot going up with him, especially without Paul.

At least with Paul, there was somebody to stop Maxwell going over the edge.

Um, Hamish.

I've got the map, reading the map, we could get down by ourselves, couldn't we?

- Could you?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, all right.

See you later.

- Hello Barney.

- Esme, Rory.

- Could we see the menu please?

- Aye.

Will both of you be eating?

- Um, possibly.

- Yes.

- Same thing please.

- [Barney] Got it.

(lively music) (woman on tape speaking foreign language) (Lachie and Lachlan speaking foreign language) - [Woman On Tape] Do you speak Spanish?

- Do you speak Spanish?

(woman on tape speaking foreign language) (Lachie and Lachlan speaking foreign language) - [Woman On Tape] Yes, I speak Spanish.

- Yes, I- Lachie.

- Hey!

- You think they want a lift?

- No.

(woman on tape speaking foreign language) - Of course they want a bloody lift!

(brakes screeching) - You said they didn't?

- I was being ironic, man.

- Ironic?

- We got lost.

(majestic music) - Colonel I've changed my mind if that's okay with you.

- I thought you would.

- God, you never know whether you're coming or going do you?

- I thought you might need some help.

What?

- What we need is enthusiasm.

- You and that man Standish, always sneering at everything we're doing, bringing our morale down.

You know something, Hamish?

I was glad when you left.

- Look, I just don't trust Maxwell, okay?

- Well, what are you doing here then?

Look, Hamish, just go down!

Get warm, get into your huddle with TV John and your whisky and your dog!

- Aye, cheers Hamish.

- She's a bit sparky, isn't she?

- Who, Isobel?

- Wouldn't mind giving her something to write about, eh?

On the extracurricular front.

- What did Mike say to you?

- Nothing.

- It's Isobel, isn't it?

- Look, I don't know.

- Men are such pigs.

- Women.

- [Woman On Tape] What is your name?

- [Lachie] What is- - [Lachlan] Shut up.

- [Rory] No thank you.

- What?

- [Rory] The flowers, no thank you.

- It's all right, they're free.

- That's as may be, but this is just an ordinary meal, an everyday event, so there's no need for flowers.

Thank you.

(Barney humming) - What did you do that for?

- Esme this is not.

This is a bit premature.

- It's nothing of the kind.

- Tongues will be wagging.

- Let them.

- I've got my reputation to think of!

- Alex!

- Esme!

How are you, Rory?

- [Rory] Alexandra.

- [Esme] Very well.

Are you up for long?

- A while actually, a wee while.

- That's good.

Are you still doing your writing?

- Yes, but I thought I might do it from here.

- Well your dad will be pleased.

- Hope so.

London's great, but I realized I can get everything I want here in Lochdubh, and more.

So, gone public then, good for you.

- In what way?

- Rory.

Actually, this is our first time out alone together.

- Oh, sorry.

How exciting.

Leave you to it.

(Rory sighing) - You've done this before, haven't you, McKenzie's?

- A few times.

- How is it, you know, on the toughness front?

- It's tough.

- Not plunging to our deaths tough?

- I doubt it.

You know he fancies you, don't you?

- Who?

- Oh come on.

If you ever want a job down south.

- Mike?

- I know what he likes.

His eyes wander.

His beautiful eyes.

- Jenny, you should say something.

- I know, but.

I open my mouth and.

Oh I don't know.

It comes out wrong, you know?

- Yeah.

- See, I told you everything would be fine.

- Champagne, Esme?

- No.

- Yes, champagne.

Barney, a bottle of champagne for Esme and myself.

All right!

Is that the ordinary event champagne or the special occasion champagne you're after?

- In here, the doc will see you.

(Lachie speaking foreign language) - What happened to you?

- I found them wandering around on the North Road.

I nearly drove right past them.

This one's (speaking foreign language) Helen.

Helen, he (speaking foreign language) Doc, Doc Brown.

- Right, that's enough of the Spanish now, Lachie.

- She's uh, she's exhausted, and I think her feet are in a pretty bad way.

- Where's Colonel Maxwell?

- [Doc] He hasn't gone out walking?

- He's leading the party.

- Has he got those tablets I gave you?

- He hasn't been back all day.

- Where is he now?

- We got to the top of Ben Dragh, and then some of them went on up McKenzie's, McKenzie's is it?

- McKenzie's?

They'll be lucky to get back tonight.

- John, I think we do have a problem.

- Un problemo.

- Right.

Oh.

(dramatic music) - I won't pretend this is easy.

But once we're past it, it's plain sailing to the peak, and the views of a lifetime.

So if we rope up and take it easy, there will be absolutely no problem.

- Hello Johnny?

TV John here, Lochdubh Police.

Listen, we need mountain rescue.

TV, uh, John McIver here, Lochdubh Police.

Listen, we need to scramble MRT.

Okay, dial the number.

Hello, Johnny.

John McIver here, Lochdubh Police.

Listen, we need to scramble MRT down here.

Uh, we'll need a Land Rover.

Yes, we've a sick man leading a party of climbers up McKenzie's.

We'll need a chopper down to Lochdubh for the dock.

Yes.

Now, there's a few volunteers our end leaving now.

Right.

Thanks, Johnny.

Right.

(everybody cheering) (dramatic music) - Don.

I'm not sure I can do this.

- [Don] Deep breath, Jenny.

Don't look down.

Think what you'll tell your children.

Okay?

- Okay, yup.

- [Don] Good girl.

(helicopter blades whirring) - This is terrible.

- Aye, terrible it is, right enough.

- What's a man with angina doing leading a group of climbers?

- Uh, well, you see, I would've gone up to help, but I'm busy learning Spanish at the moment.

- And you don't know your left from your right.

- No, no, I have to learn Spanish because, uh, Dad and me are going pan-European.

These Spaniards are fair crying out for McCrae and Son lobster.

Local market's not what it was, you know.

- I'm back.

I came back.

I came all this way, and after all this, when I've finally made up my mind, what if something happened to Hamish?

(laughs) It's so ironic.

- What is this, ironic?

(dramatic music) (Mike and Jenny yelling) - Don!

- Take your time.

Deep breaths.

(Don panting) I think we should just take a rest there.

30 seconds to steel our nerves.

Everybody happy?

For 30 seconds?

- I can't do it.

- Don't lose your nerve now.

You'll never forgive yourself.

Fear is natural, but don't give into it.

That's what this is about.

Conquering it.

- Colonel, I think we should turn back now.

- Constable, that's enough.

You've done nothing but undermine this expedition.

I will not tolerate it.

- You're risking lives here!

I won't tolerate that!

- I'm in charge here!

- I don't think so.

I'm a police officer, remember?

- Hah, the law.

You haven't understood a thing, have you?

Up here is about escaping the petty laws of man, the niceties of society.

Up here is where you strip away all that and find out what people are really made of.

Fearful and dizzy 'tis to cast one's eyes so low.

- Don, are you alright?

- There's a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.

Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and miseries.

On such a full sea are we now afloat, and we must take the current when it serves or lose our ventures.

(watch beeping) Shut up!

(Jenny gasping and screaming) - Ah, Mike!

- Maxwell!

Maxwell!

Nothing supporting within range.

- Help!

Jenny!

She's getting crushed.

- Isobel, you all right?

- Yes, Hamish, I'm sorry.

- Tie off and try and take the weight off Jenny.

Tie off and try to take the weight off her.

- [Mike] I'm slipping.

(Mike grunting) - [Isobel] Jenny!

- [Hamish] Hold on!

- [Isobel] Jen- I'm coming.

- Hurry.

- [Isobel] Jenny!

It's all right.

Hamish, be careful!

- [Mike] Come on!

- [Isobel] Come on!

- Hold on!

- [Isobel] Hamish!

- [Hamish] Just hold on.

- You're risking the whole group.

- Jenny, come on!

- [Mike] I can't hold her.

- [Isobel] Come on, hurry up!

- [Mike] Damn it!

- What are you doing?

- One has a responsibility to one's clients.

- [Mike] She's going, ugh!

- Damn!

- Hamish, we're losing her!

Hamish, hurry up!

Hamish, cut it!

- [Isobel] Hamish!

- Cut it, Hamish.

You have no choice.

The day you give into your body, Hamish.

That's the day you die.

Hamish, she's unconscious.

- [Mike] Oh my God.

(Don screaming) (Jenny coughing) - [Mike] Is she all right?

(Jenny coughing) If she's injured, I hope you can live with yourself.

- What do you mean?

- She's only here because of you!

- Me?

- Oh don't pretend you didn't know.

I don't want to hear it.

Jenny, Jenny.

(Isobel screaming) Hamish, hurry up!

- Let go.

- No, come on!

- Isobel, let go!

- No!

If you go, Hamish, I'm coming with you.

I love you, Hamish!

(dramatic music) - I thought you might need a hand.

(chopper roaring) (dramatic music) - I'm sorry Jenny.

Not too long now.

(chopper blades whirring) - I knew.

I knew there was something.

I knew there was something.

I just couldn't, I just couldn't.

- Hamish, you did what you could.

Nobody wanted to listen.

- A man died.

- I know, I know.

But it could've been a lot worse without you.

The others who went down, they could all have gone.

- You got some story now, eh?

The Scotsman.

- Well, I can't give them policeman cuts climber's rope, can I?

- What are you talking about?

What are you saying, I had to do it.

I didn't have any choice.

It was either him or Jenny and the whole mob.

I had to!

- I know, but you know what the press are like.

Journalists, they'd have you for breakfast.

- But you're a journalist.

- Mmhm.

I'll have you for breakfast, Hamish Macbeth.

- What are you saying?

You're saying you'd give up that for me?

You'd give up that story for me?

- Mmhm.

- What is it Maxwell said?

Up there is where you find out what people are really made of.

He was right about you, Isobel.

- Hamish.

- [TV John] Look at that.

- Young love.

- Aye, she's a good girl, Isobel.

- Aye.

- It was just a matter of time.

- Lachie.

- Yeah?

- How do you propose to someone?

- Um.

- If you wanted to marry them.

- I don't know.

I'll look it up.

- All right you two, we're here!

- They're back, they're back!

Welcome back, dad!

Uh, (speaking foreign language).

Welcome to the Lochdubh Hotel.

- Thank you, boy.

- Well, we're back.

Most of us.

- Hamish!

- Alex!

- You're back.

- I think you say, (speaking foreign language).

- What?

- Will you marry me?

- Drink, Isobel?

- Well?

(light music)