The Angels' Share Page #3

(ALL CLAMORING)

Next thing, he's grabbed me by the hair, he's

pulling me out the car. I can't get him off.

He punches me in the face.

He hits my head off the car bonnet.

Starts kicking into me, I'm on the ground.

Erm...

I just remember hearing Lindsay

begging for him to stop.

I just remember thinking,

"This guy is gonna kill me. "

And...

Erm...

The police said that the guy was choked up

to the eyeballs. Erm...

I had 12 stitches in the back of my head.

Broken ribs, cracked wrist.

And, er, my eye was all messed up.

The surgeon said that

I was very lucky,

but...

I had a detached retina,

and I'd lost the sight in my right eye.

He had a fractured eye socket,

which has left him with a squint.

He can't even see out that eye now.

Proud of yourself?

I thought my son was gonna die.

I thought I'd lost him

because of you,

because of what you've done to him.

When he came back out the hospital,

he didn't even want to speak to anybody.

He just wanted to go into his room,

on his own. Do nothing.

He packed in his college.

He split up with his girlfriend.

You're nothing.

You're just a wee thug that doesn't

know any better. That's all you are.

Look at me. I don't even think

you're sorry for what you've done.

Do you realise the pain

and the damage that you have caused?

What you've put our family through?

TASC MODERATOR:
Is there anything

you would like to say to them?

(SNIFFLES)

Thank you.

I felt ashamed.

I did.

I wanted to tell her that if someone

had done that to my son,

to Luke, I'd want the bastard hung.

Luke...

I swear on your life, and on mine,

that I will never hurt another person

as long as I live.

That's a promise, wee man.

What if Clancy turns up?

What about your promise then?

Will you walk away?

Leonie, if I turn and walk away,

or run away,

not gonna make a difference to me.

- He's gonna stab me in the back.

- What is it between you two?

His dad fought my dad at school.

It's been like this for years,

it's just the way it is.

Just the way it is?

And will Luke fight his son, too, Robbie?

Look at me, Robbie. Will Luke fight his son?

Just stuck in the same sh*t.

- Scared to lose face.

- In front of who?

Look...

I want you to be a real father to my child.

And if no,

I will take care of Luke myself

and I will make sure he is different.

- Harry, where are you taking us?

- Wait and see.

Now listen, you lot. This is my day off.

And if I get caught out in the van with you lot,

I'm gonna be up sh*t creek without a canoe.

So I want you to all repeat after me,

I hereby do solemnly swear...

ALL:
I hereby do solemnly swear...

HARRY:
All of you. Nice and loud.

Anybody don't say it, I'm gonna drop you off

and you can walk back.

HARRY:
I hereby do solemnly swear...

ALL:
I hereby do solemnly swear...

- ... not to fight, drink or rob.

- ... not to fight, drink or rob.

- And I also do...

- And I also do...

- ... swear...

- ... swear...

...to worship the ground

on which big Harry walks.

WILLY:
Get to f***, man! I'm no saying that!

Too far, Harry. Come on.

Just tell us where we're going.

HARRY:
It's a sacred place.

We're going to a distillery.

Drink? Yes!

So, the first room we're coming into

is the mash house.

This is the mash tun here and it's massive.

Come on, have a look at it.

It's really big. It takes 10 and a half tons

of malted barley,

and to that we add 40,000 liters of

hot water.

What we're doing at this stage

is mixing the barley and the hot water

for the conversion of starch to sugar.

Here we are in the fermentation room.

This is where we ferment the wort

we've just extracted from the mash tun.

It's also where we take

the third ingredient,

the third of the three simple ingredients,

which is yeast, and we add it to the mix.

And as soon as we add the yeast,

because it's been dehydrated,

as soon as we add it to the wort,

it starts to ferment.

I'll show you it.

WILLY:
F*** me, that's strong,

ain't it, man.

Actually, I need a volunteer.

- Who's got a sensitive nose?

- Aye, I'll do it.

I'll do it... I'll do it.

I'll take you.

What I want you to do is just get your head

in there and have a good sniff.

(ALL LAUGHING)

You're at it!

This is called the still house.

It really is such a beautiful room.

Be careful you don't touch anything though.

It's really hot and you could burn yourself.

Come on up.

So this is the still house, and it's such

an important room in the house.

It's kinda like the heart of the distillery.

It's where all the magic really does happen,

and it happens in these four stills here.

If I was to change one of these stills,

I'd have to make sure every single dent,

every nook and cranny was the exact same,

otherwise it could alter the flavour

of the whisky.

Come on, follow me.

(INAUDIBLE)

She's got the body of a goddess.

Come on round this one here.

Now, there's a subtle reaction

between the wood and the spirit,

because the wood actually flavours

and colours the spirit.

It's amazing. And they were crafted

so beautifully that they actually breathe.

- I'm sorry, you can't actually

smoke in here. - (MUFFLED) Sorry, man.

- F***'s sake, you. Give us it.

- I'm sorry.

- You stupid? You no go to school, no?

- No. It's my last fag, man.

- Don't give a f***, you'll

blow us all up, man. - 'Sake, man.

Stupid c*nt.

- Sorry about that, Mairi.

- Thank you.

SUSAN:
How long do you keep

the whisky in the casks for?

Ten, twenty, thirty years. It just depends.

- What's the most expensive one?

- The most expensive?

Well, we actually found a cast about...

a cask about a year ago.

And we sold one bottle

from the cask for 100,000.

100,000?

You know I could buy 30,000 bottles

of Buckie for that!

That's 30 years of bevvy.

- Unbelievable.

- It's a lot of money.

Andrew,

can you show us how to flog the bung?

Flogging the bung's not something you do

up the dancing on a Saturday night.

It's actually how we

traditionally open a cask.

(POUNDING)

Thank you.

Now every year about 2 % of the spirit

is actually lost.

It just disappears and evaporates

into thin air. Gone forever.

It's what we call the "angels' share".

- Now who fancies a wee dram?

- Aye, me, me.

I bet you would. Come on,

we'll go back to the visitor centre.

The angels' share. I like that.

(CHUCKLES)

That's good. Aye, that is good.

There we are.

Now, our noses are so sensitive

we can actually detect

scents that have been diluted

to one-millionth of a part.

It's our most primitive sense.

Right here goes back to when we used

to crawl about as reptiles on our bellies.

Well, some people will never change, eh?

(MAIRI LAUGHS)

Did youse know, and this is fact by the way,

the sexual behaviour of mice

is driven by what they sniff?

(ALL LAUGH)

ALBERT:
What are youse laughing at?

MAIRI:
Is that serious?

ALBERT:
Yeah, serious.

RHINO:
So when they smell cheese,

they get a hard-on, is that it?

F*** off.

What I want you to do is have

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