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"By man came also the
resurrection of the dead.

Christ the first fruits,

afterward they that are
Christ's at his coming.

For he must reign till he hath
put all enemies under his feet.

The last enemy that shall
be destroyed is death."

Hi, Daniel. You're looking well.

Potatoes whole, potatoes pied.

Enjoy them all, including chips.

Remember, spuds
don't come in ships!

Gently.

How do you do?

- Thought it was you, Sergeant.
- Hm.

Detective Chief
Inspector these days.

Ah.

So you swapped one uniform
for another, unlike myself.

So I see. Brigadier Phillips.

I'm fighting an
impulse to salute.

Seems a long time since
you and Archie and the rest

dragged a wet-behind-the-ears
lieutenant through Italy.

Oh, yeah.

So you'd kept in touch?

No, not really.

But you turn up, don't you?

Yes. Archie was a warrior.
Saved my life more than once.

Mine too.

He was a good man. Good soldier.

Was he?

- It was 26 years ago, Sergeant.
- George.

My name is George,

or Detective Chief
Inspector if you prefer rank.

Bad form to rake over the coals.

It was war.

I remember.

We may have got our
hands dirty now and then,

but we were bloody heroes,
and I don't mind saying it.

We've nothing to feel
guilty about, George.

Morning.

I didn't get back till
1:00 this morning.

This had better be good, John.

Or bad. You'll see what I mean.

How was the funeral?

Well, the dancing girls
were a particular highlight.

It was a funeral, John.

I was trying to say, sir,
in a roundabout way,

are you all right?

Was it someone close?

Old army comrade.

But thank you for your
concern. I appreciate it.

- On we go.
- This way.

Place was pretty full
last night, apparently...

Maybe about 20
patrons, summat like that.

How does this work? Is
there a membership, or...

No, no. You pay an entry.

There's an old fellow
that you give money to.

Thanks.

Gives you a towel
and a locker key.

And at the end of the night,

turns everything off, he
locks up, and he goes home.

Bloody handprint there.

It's not gonna test our
talents much, this one, sir.

There's another
smear here. Look.

Now, we've got a witness, a
man called Michael Francis Walsh,

who says that this
fella, who's the victim,

this is Leonard Price.

He approached another fella,

who went crazy
and smashed him up.

No one intervened?

Well, the witness got a smack
in the face for their pleasure.

And the rest of them
just ran out screaming.

They're not renowned for
their bravery, are they, sir?

Who?

You know, this lot... poofters.

Jumping to conclusions, John?

There was no provocation?

None I could see.

Leonard just went over to
the lad and he went crazy.

He was like a wild animal.

Then what happened?

I tried to pull him
away, and I got this.

People will think I've
gone all rough trade.

Mr. Walsh, were you the
only other person in there?

No.

Everyone else left in a hurry.

No one helped you?

It all happened so fast.

Let's be honest.

There's plenty of men in here
who wouldn't want their presence

to become common knowledge,
never mind talk to youse.

But you stayed?

Leonard was my friend.

And I don't care
who knows what I am.

So, you are a...

you know... Practicing
homosexual?

I'm well beyond
practicing, Sergeant.

Only with consenting adults
in the privacy of my own home,

as allowed by the law.

Yeah. Yeah.

Did you recognize
Leonard's attacker?

I never seen him before.

He just went insane.

He ran out of here
still wearing his towel,

stuff still in his locker.

Right. And that, please.

Over there, sir.

If only they all left their
ID at the crime scene,

we'd be home by
dinnertime every day.

Then what would
you do with yourself?

Oh, plenty, Gov. Plenty.

Could take up a hobby.

Such as?

I don't know.

Life drawing, maybe,
with naked ladies,

summat sensitive and artistic.

Because you're well known
for your artistic temperament

and sensitive approach.

Scott Tanner went mad.

Better to be safe
than sorry, this.

Hello, pet. Uh, we
were just wondering...

Losing your touch there.

I prefer them with teeth.

- You've got the weapon.
- Wait. Wait.

All right.

There's no one here, sir.

Have a look around.

And who the bloody hell are
you, and why are you in my flat?

I'm a police officer.

Well, you looked a
bit smart for a burglar.

Back off.

You come at me with that,
and I'll wrap it 'round your head.

Is that your dog?

And my bite's worse
than my bark, believe me.

You back off.

- John.
- I'll tell you again.

John.

What's this about?

- You Scott Tanner?
- That's my little brother.

Why?

I'm D.C.I. Gently.

That's D.S. Bacchus.

We're investigating a murder,
and your brother is a suspect.

What, you think Scotty...

No.

He wouldn't know where to start.

So that's not him in army
uniform holding a gun?

Aye, it is.

And there's a reason that
he's not a soldier anymore.

Scotty's soft.

Should never have signed up.

Who is it he's supposed
to have murdered?

Where were you last night?

Enjoying a bit of R&R.

All right. Where?

Mostly with a fine young lady
by the name of Gwendolyn.

Though I suspect
that ain't her real name,

if you know what I mean.

When did you last see Scott?

Yesterday afternoon.

Gov?

Bedroom was packed in a hurry.

All right. Do you mind
if we have a look?

Half his stuff's gone...

Clothes, old kit
bag, boots, fatigues.

No.

You must have this wrong.

I'm telling you.

The lad was scared of his
own shadow half the time.

Any idea where he
might have run to?

I've only been back four
days... First time in 15 months.

I'm due to leave again in three.

Flying visit?

You in the army?

Not since '63.

What do you do now?

Same as I always did,
only I get paid better.

Oh. You're a mercenary?

Ugly word, that, Mr. Gently.

I'll need a recent
photograph of your brother.

- Gov.
- What?

It was in the bathroom.

Is your brother homosexual?

Put it down!

Put it down, or I'll
arrest you for assault!

I don't like you much.

You pull another stunt like that

and we'll continue
this elsewhere.

Look, I don't know
where Scott is,

I don't know why
he'd have killed a fella,

and I don't know what
he's talking about neither.

So you weren't very close, then?

Did I say that?

But I've barely seen
Scott for three years.

He was still serving
the last time I was home.

Followed in your footsteps?

And our da's before that.

I don't know what
was going on with him.

Who does, then?

You want to know about Scott,

you go and see that doctor
of his, the headshrinker.

I'll need a name.

We're gonna need the
address of this Gwendolyn.

Oh, aye?

Well, she's a strong woman.

I'm not sure you'll be
man enough for her.

You think you're
funny, you, don't you?

Photo.

If you find him, don't hurt him.

You've got this
wrong, I promise you.

I'm having the
photograph printed now,

and a copy will be given
to every officer on patrol.

And we're calling in
other shifts early as well

- to do house-to-house.
- Good.

The Journ Eve and the telly

are gonna do an appeal
for information, sir.

- Did you remember?
- No one's going to approach him.

The word "dangerous" is
mentioned several times.

- Very good.
- Here we are.

There's no obvious connections
between Leonard Price

and Scott Tanner, okay?

Says here that he was a
regular at Turkish baths.

He was well known,
he was well liked,

and he was an accountant
at a local firm in Durham.

But none of his
colleagues realized

that he batted
for the other side.

He is still dead, you know.

Whatever his affiliations,

I mean, he's... He's
still a victim, a person.

Here we go.

You gonna start burning
your bras, are we? Hmm?

I'll tell you what
I'll do, Rachel.

I'll go and organize
a little march for you.

- How about that?
- No.

All I'm saying is somebody
shouldn't have to die

just 'cause they're different.

Did I say that?

Hmm? Did I say
that? No, I didn't.

So don't put words into
my mouth, pet, all right?

Maybe he did get killed
because he's different.

- But I did not say that.
- Yeah. All right.

All right. All right.
Murder is murder.

We don't know why
he died yet, do we?

Anybody manage to
track down Gwendolyn?

Oh, yeah. Um, real
name is Hedy Blake.

Confirmed that Mark Tanner
did spend the night with her

until early morning.

Um, he tips well, apparently,
and is a very vigorous man.

Well, good.

Keep looking into Leonard Price.

See if there's any
connection to Scott Tanner.

Come on.

Where we going?

See Scott Tanner's psychiatrist.

Must be plenty of money

in listening to folks
sit and whinge all day.

Get a bonus, then,
shouldn't I, working with you?

That's not very
nice, is it, sir?

Dr. Stefan Lesley?

Yes.

I'm D.C.I. Gently.

This is D.S. Bacchus.

May we come in, please?

Um, may I ask
what it's regarding?

Yes. It's about one of
your patients, Scott Tanner.

Please.

Thank you.

Hey, it's a nice part
of town, this, isn't it?

Yes. My father bought
this place years ago.

- I love it.
- I'll bet.

Just live in a
top-floor flat, me.

Sure has got damp.

Scott Tanner is a fugitive and
a suspect in a murder inquiry.

Scott killed someone?

Yep. He, uh...

He went, you know,
crackers in a Turkish bath

and he beat a man to death.

That clearly surprises you.

W-Well, Scott always seemed
like such a gentle young man.

But troubled, otherwise he
wouldn't need a psychiatrist.

What were you treating him for?

I mean, was there
a specific condition?

Scott was referred to me after
medical discharge from the army.

- By whom?
- The MOD.

Was that usual... for the army
to pay for an ex-soldier's care?

I don't know, Mr. Gently.

I'm sorry. Is that
the correct form of..

Yeah, that's fine. Thank you.

Um, I don't know.

I've had no other dealings with
the military, so I couldn't say.

Ah.

Your help looks expensive.

Yes. Well, my father
came from money.

He was a very eminent
psychiatrist and researcher.

Mm. Followed in his
footsteps, did you?

Or rather walked in his shadow.

W-Would you like some water?

Uh, no, Thank you.

Scott was a patient of mine.

I'd like to help you, of course.

But, um, as I'm
sure you understand,

our sessions were
completely confidential.

He's a fugitive, doctor,

and I don't want
anybody else to be hurt.

Do you?

So, if you could,
would you please tell us

why you think Scott might
do something like this?

Y-You say he attacked
someone completely unprovoked?

Apparently, yes.

Scott was exhibiting
symptoms of schizophrenia,

the onset of which often
occurs in men in their early 20s.

Um, he may have had
a psychotic episode.

Could you elaborate
on that for us?

Well, schizophrenics
often experience

bouts of extreme paranoia,
delusions, even hallucinations.

Had Scott had these
episodes before?

Mm, not to my knowledge.

And was he on
antipsychotic medication?

I'm afraid that's
confidential, Mr. Gently.

Was Scott Tanner a homosexual?

That's also confidential.

Because the murder
occurred in a Turkish bath

frequented by such men.

Could an unwelcome
approach from another man

set off one of these
psychotic episodes?

Scott maybe had a grudge
against him, you know,

and went there specifically
to attack these men.

- What do you think?
- You're asking me to speculate.

All right. Have you any idea
where Scott could have gone to?

No.

I'm gonna need to see
his medical records, Doctor.

I-I don't feel
comfortable with that.

Well, I could go to a judge

and ask him to order
you to hand them over.

At which point I'll be more than
happy to comply, but not before.

Very well.

Uh, if he should contact
you or turn up here,

if you wouldn't mind...

Of course. I'll, uh,
call you immediately.

So, if my dad had
been a psychiatrist,

I'd get to live in a big
house like this, would I?

Huh? Talk bollocks all day.

Oh, don't worry, John.
You're halfway there.

Ha ha.

Can't be good for his
reputation, though, can it?

Aye?

Doing what he does and one
of your clients tops somebody.

He knows more than he's saying.

So we are going to the judge
for the medical records, are we?

Yes, we are.

Doesn't change the
fact that Tanner did it.

Have you seen this person?

Right turn!

Squad halt!

About turn!

By the right!

Quick march!

How does marching up
and down like that all day

make you any better at fighting?

It promotes discipline
and teamwork.

You can play football for that.

Discipline is the foundation
that the army is based on.

You! You mugger! Get
down and give me 10!

- Go! Hurry up!
- It saves lives, John.

Down!

And it builds
character for later life.

Made the man you
are today, did it?

In more ways than you
could possibly know, John.

I'm not sure you're
such a great advert, sir.

Wheel turn to
the left and freeze!

Do you miss it?

Yeah, I do, some of it.

Turn!

Of course, it's like
any other institution.

It's only as good
as the people in it.

See, I can't imagine you ever
letting anybody tell you what to do.

It's different in a war.

This will be our lift.

Ah.

Detective Chief Inspector Gently
and Sergeant Bacchus, is it?

That's right.

Sorry to drag you
all the way up here,

but I was keen to run
the rule over this mob.

- How can I help?
- We're investigating a murder.

The suspect is a former
C.M. soldier, Scott Tanner.

Whoever called gave me his name.

I have 600 men
under me here, Gently.

I can't say I know
them all personally,

but I did look him up.

Well, I appreciate
that, Colonel.

He was discharged on
medical grounds 12 months ago.

Could you be more specific?

Mental instability.

Our job here is to turn boys
into men and men into soldiers.

Sometimes that isn't possible.

For want of a better word,
Scott Tanner was weak.

And an army is only as
strong as its weakest link.

Have you ever served?

Me? Nah.

I'd have guessed
not, length of that hair.

Oh, right.

It's an obvious indicator
of character, is it?

You'd be surprised.

- You?
- Yes.

Well, then you know
what I'm talking about.

You have to be able to
rely on the man next to you.

Your life is in his hands
and his in yours, correct?

Very much so.

Bloody hell.

I wouldn't have wanted Scott
Tanner standing next to me.

Was Scott Tanner a homosexual?

Homosexuals are not permitted
to join the British Army, Sergeant.

- Is that why he left?
- Was I not clear?

He left on medical grounds.

Do you have any idea

what his subsequent
medical treatment was?

I haven't thought about him
since he left my command.

Ask the MOD.

Well, he is a fugitive, and
he... he might turn up here

to try and contact some
of his former comrades.

And if he does,
I'll let you know.

And we'll hold
on to him for you.

Thank you.

Tanner can't just
vanish into thin air, sir.

He's a trained
soldier, don't forget.

Yeah, but a crap
one, apparently.

Doesn't make any difference.

He still knows how to hide
and live off the land, doesn't he?

What are these medical
records gonna tell us

that we don't already know, sir?

Well, why would he make us
wait till we got a search warrant?

He's hiding something.

He's not answering
the door either.

Oh, he's hanged himself!

John, get out the way.

Gov! Gov, the window's up!

He's been dead for
a while. Stone cold.

Oh, God.

I want to know why.

I don't like coincidences, John.

When we came here yesterday,

he didn't seem like a
man unhappy in his life.

Taylor, it's me.

Get the, uh, police
surgeon, will you?

Just do it, man.

No Scott Tanner file in here.

You know what?

Get some officers in.

I want all this paperwork
gone through, the whole lot.

You think somebody
else is involved, don't you?

Maybe.

All right, mate.

Dad! Dad!

It's him!

Stop where you are, son!

Stop!

Stay there, son.

Stay there.

Why don't you tell
me if this is the man

that killed Leonard Price, okay?

Aye, that's him.

Good.

We have your wallet.

We have your clothes.

We know you were
at the Turkish baths.

So, what happened?

I don't know.

Well, you know you went there.

Yeah?

So why don't you know?

I don't remember.

That's convenient, innit?

Do you know Leonard Price?

No.

Do you remember
attacking Leonard Price?

No.

So why did you go home
and pack? Why did you run?

I was frightened.

Of getting caught?

I didn't know why...

I don't remember going there.

But you knew
something was wrong?

Yes?

Something you'd done?

So what had you done?

Right. I'm gonna
jog your memory.

You ready?

You went to the Turkish bath

to look for a bit of how's
your father, didn't you?

Look at me.

You changed your
mind, you killed a bloke,

and you ran away
just out of town.

Does that help you?

Blood on my hand.

Yeah, I'll say.

Killed Leonard
Price, didn't you?

Didn't you?

We've got a witness
who saw you do it.

Please. I... I need my doctor.

Stefan Lesley.

We've already spoken
to Dr. Lesley, Scott.

Oh?

Yesterday. When
did you last see him?

Last week, Wednesday. I
see him every Wednesday.

- Not today?
- No.

Well, if you needed Dr. Lesley,
why didn't you go talk to him?

He could have helped you.

'Cause he knows
about your illness.

My illness?

Yes.

Please, can I see him?
Please, can I see him?

No.

Please. He'll help
me understand.

He's not gonna help
you understand, is he?

Because he's dead.

- Stefan?
- Mm-hmm.

- Sit down.
- No.

He can't be.

Did you kill him, Scott?

- Hmm? Did you?
- No. He can't be.

No. He... He can't.

He knows. He knows.

What does he know, Scott?

What does he know?

And I'll charge him with
Leonard Price's murder, right?

Yeah.

He's not fit to plead yet,

so get him to Hyde Park
Hospital to be assessed.

Right. Then we'll
get in the pub, yeah?

- What for?
- Celebrate a good result.

Job well done, that.

Hey, look at all this paperwork.

Must be like
Christmas for you, innit?

- Go on. Leave it, men.
- Hey?

Shame we've got a result

before you've managed
to finish this lot.

Not so fast, John.

Hey. No.

Gov, Tanner flipped
out and killed Price

and now is either genuinely
blanking it from his memory

or he's pretending.

Either way, our job is done.

What about Stefan Lesley?

Well, the door was
locked, wasn't it?

There was no
sign of forced entry,

and there was no evidence
of anything except suicide.

What, the day after his
patient commits a murder

he can't remember
anything about?

That doesn't bother you at all?

Gov. Right.

He screwed up with
Tanner, felt all remorseful,

and topped himself.

I don't know. Why does
anybody ever kill themselves?

Never makes any sense, does it?

And it's not our job
to make sense of it.

Oh, John.

You just don't want
to get around it.

It's a suspicious death related
to a murder and our suspect.

That's very much
our purview, John.

Right now we've only got
Stefan Lesley's word for it

that Scott Tanner
is schizophrenic.

Well, he seemed pretty
schizophrenic to me.

Pardon me if I don't accept

your expert medical
opinion, Dr. Freud,

but when I asked Scott
Tanner about his illness,

he just looked confused.

Didn't know what the
hell I was talking about.

No, no, no, no.

There's too many unanswered
questions about this

for me to file it away.

Right.

Have you got Scott Tanner's
medical records in that lot?

No. They're
definitely missing, sir.

Medical, legal, and personal.

I'm in the process
of date-ordering

and alphabetizing
where appropriate,

and I'm investigating
other lines of inquiries.

Did people used to chuck things
at you when you were in school?

No.

Sir, I thought you might
be interested in this as well.

It's, uh, Stefan Lesley's will.

This makes very
interesting reading.

Rachel, please.
Don't encourage him.

Well, look at this.

We knew he was wealthy.

But he's very, very
wealthy, according to that.

And Scott Tanner's a
beneficiary... one of six.

Mm.

So... what if one
of the other five

read about Scott
Tanner in the newspaper,

saw an opportunity,

faked Stefan Lesley's
suicide, and inherits?

Well, yeah. That's a motive.

- Yes, it is.
- Yes.

But you're assuming
that the killer knows

about Tanner's
relationship with Stefan.

It's a bit of a
stretch, that, sir.

Yes, it is.

Rachel, get me the
details and addresses

of the other
beneficiaries, would you?

Yes, sir.

Where's Hopewood?

Scott?

- Scotty!
- This man's under arrest.

- Where are you taking him?!
- Taylor!

Oi! Let go of him!

- Hey. Calm down.
- Let me talk to him.

- All right.
- In the van!

Let me talk to him. Where...
Where are you taking him?

Scott's been
charged with murder.

Scotty!

I did it, Mark.

Hey. Thought he
wasn't a killer, hmm?

Your brother's being taken
to Hyde Park Mental Institution

for assessment.

Mental hospital?

Did Scott ever write to you?

Did he ever talk to you
about why he left the army?

Once.

Just said he'd had enough.

I wasn't surprised.

He was medically
discharged... Mental instability.

Didn't notice any change in him?

Dear me. Some
big brother you are.

What'd you do that for?

Bit off the beaten
track, this, innit?

Police.

We'd like to speak to
Dr. Jennifer Bing, please.

I'll give her a call.

Or you could
just let us through.

Not without an order.

We're the police, man!

Yeah. Still need an order.

Bloody squaddies.

Come in.

Apparently this is something
to do with a murder inquiry?

Yes. I'm Detective...

I'm sure you are
who you say you are.

The army tend to be very
thorough on these things.

My time is tight, gentlemen.

Do you know a Dr. Stefan Lesley?

- Yes.
- When did you last see him?

Yesterday. I assume you know
that or you wouldn't be here.

It's just that you were
his last appointment

before he was found dead.

You don't seem surprised.

Well, you told the sentry
this was a murder inquiry,

and then you mentioned Stefan.

Ergo, he was either the
victim or the perpetrator.

Now I know which.

Someone's dead, and...
you just don't seem bothered.

I tend to keep my
emotions in check.

Either that or you knew already.

Actually, it seems that
Dr. Lesley committed suicide.

Then this isn't
a murder inquiry.

Well, the man that
committed the murder

is an ex-patient of his, a
man called Scott Tanner.

Means nothing to me.

We discussed this murder
with Dr. Lesley, he visited you,

and soon after,
he was found dead.

Ergo, here we are.

Why was Dr. Lesley here?

Cup of tea. Social catch-up.

You were friends?

Former colleagues.

He used to work here.

Doing what?

No idea.

I don't run the place. Just
work in my little corner.

Ah.

Doing?

Can't tell you that.

Official Secrets Act.

What is this place?

This conversation is going
to get very repetitive very fast,

and I don't have the time.

Stefan Lesley visited,
and then he left, clearly.

I'm sorry to hear
he took his own life,

though he was always a
sensitive and complicated man.

Who chose to spend
his final hours visiting you.

How did Stefan seem when
you saw him yesterday?

Fine.

Do you want me to lie to you?

Well, he was clearly shaken
by the news about Scott Tanner.

Did he mention him to you?

No.

He just drove all the way
up here for a cup of tea?

Maybe he was looking for
a warm shoulder to cry on.

Have you finished?

This is a military facility.

No flies on you, I see.

But you're a civilian.

Contracted to the MOD, yes.

If you want to know any
more, then take it up with them.

The sentry will see you out.

She's a piece of work.

Isn't she?

Find her strangely attractive.

Stefan Lesley denied all
knowledge of the military.

Now we know he
worked at an MOD facility.

I don't see what any of
this has got to do with us.

I think it's you who
needs a hobby.

Come on, ma'am. Really.
It's not the London Palladium.

Right. Yeah.

So there were six beneficiaries
of Stefan Lesley's will.

Uh, Scott Tanner,
Edward Fuller, Larry Wells,

Peter Gartwood, Lawrence
Bruce, and a Mrs. Edith Johnson.

All of the men are
serving or former soldiers.

I take it Mrs. Edith
Johnson isn't?

No, but her son Tony was.

- He's deceased.
- Deceased how?

Um, Tony Johnson
died in military service,

and he served at C.M.
barracks with Scott Tanner.

Oh.

Getting a bit less stretchy
by the minute, innit?

Well done, Rachel.

Can you get me the
current locations of the others

- and then...
- Yes.

Bruce and Gartwood
are still serving...

Germany and Gibraltar.

And Mrs. Edith Johnson is 54,
and she lives in Southampton.

What about Wells and Fuller?

Wells is currently
undergoing treatment

at a mental facility in Leeds.

What's his condition?

Severe delirium tremens
caused by drug and alcohol abuse.

And, um, Edward Fuller
now resides in Newcastle.

Well, that will was changed
in their favor a year ago.

And why? That's the question.

Rachel?

No?

Dear me. I'm a bit disappointed.

Well, I'll go and see
Fuller in Newcastle.

John, you go to Leeds to see
Wells and Lesley's solicitor.

Hang about. You want me to go
to a mental asylum in Yorkshire.

Why?

You're not gonna need
a passport, you know.

No. I know that.

I just don't know
what it is exactly

I'm meant to be investigating.

Tanner's not
full shilling, right?

Now there's this
Wells fella. So what?

Sir, uh, Scott Tanner has got
no outstanding prescriptions

for any medication with any
chemist in the Durham area

for anything.

So Stefan Lesley lied to us
about Scott Tanner's condition.

He told us he was schizophrenic.

Yeah, and Stefan Lesley also
said that the symptoms develop

as you get older.

So he should have been on
neuroleptics to counter them,

and he wasn't, was he?

He joined the army.

And three years later, he
comes out with mental problems,

which makes me wonder,
actually, where Hopewood comes in.

So go and see him.
And take Rachel with you.

What? Why?

Do you want to go?

- Aye.
- That's why.

And she's earned it.

Don't think you're
getting to drive.

Morning.

It's a wild-goose
chase, this, innit?

Huh? Don't know
why we're doing this.

We've already got the killer.

Driving all this way

'cause the gov's got some
bloody bee in his bonnet

about the army.

Isn't that the point...
To find out why?

Don't you start.

The only reason we find out why

is because it
leads us to the who.

We've already got the who.

They're a good band.

Huh?

They're a good band.

Who?

The Who.

What?

It doesn't matter.

You like The Who?

I do.

There's hope for you yet.

Eddie Fuller?

Aye.

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

Very funny, pal. Very funny.

All right.

Not a word, you.

First I'm hearing of it.

And he's dead.

You've certainly gained
a lot of money, Mr. Fuller.

You think I killed him?

No. I'm not saying that.

But while we're talking about
it, where were you yesterday?

My grandfather is
dying in the infirmary.

I was with him all day...

getting my ass kicked at chess.

So you've never
heard of Scott Tanner.

Oh.

'Cause he was a
soldier, like you.

You were never
stationed at C.M.?

I wasn't some crap hat.

I was a para.

You know what that means?

Oh, yeah.

You're not anymore?

Bust my leg.

Invalided out.

You ever treated
by Dr. Stefan Lesley?

We had medicals all the time,
but I never took name badges.

I just coughed when
they grabbed my balls.

What about Hopewood?

That ring any bells?

I think we're done.

So you do know it.

Well, what is it?

I-I cannae talk about it.

Well, Dr. Stefan
Lesley worked there.

Is that why you
were in his will?

I don't know
aught about his will

or why he's left me this money.

Well, just tell me
about Hopewood.

I can't.

Look.

Alls I ever wanted to
do was serve my country

to make sure the
next time we go to war,

we win that one and all.

I take my loyalties
very seriously.

I signed the papers.

I know what's expected of me.

Let me do the talking.

You watch and learn.

- Can't wait.
- Charlotte Tate?

- You're the police officer?
- That's right.

Detective Sergeant
Bacchus. This is W.P.C. Coles.

Hello, Miss Tate.

- You're the one who rang?
- I am, yes.

Aren't you a rarity, my dear?

They haven't chained you
to the tea and the biscuit tray.

You must be quite the
forward thinker, Sergeant.

That's me.

Sit, please.

Thank you.

Now, we're inquiring
about a Dr. Stefan Lesley.

I believe he was
a client of yours.

One of many.

Just one of many?

Really?

How many of your other clients
killed themselves yesterday?

Ah. More than
just a client, I think.

That was cruel, Sergeant,
and unnecessary.

Stefan committed suicide?

I think so.

Do you have any idea why?

No.

You sure?

He changed his will a year ago,

left his money to a
bunch of squaddies.

- Why would he do that?
- I have no idea.

Really?

You wrote the will.

Yes.

He was very clear in his wishes.

Not curious, given that you
were clearly a friend of his?

It's funny, this case.

Really is.

Nobody seems to know
anything about anything or anyone.

And I feel sorry for Stefan.

He's dead, and
nobody seems to care

or has a clue
about why he did it.

Either that or they're
scared to admit it.

Why did he leave his
money to those men?

Hmm?

What harm does it
do to tell me now?

I appreciate you've both
come a very long way,

but I have nothing more to say.

Right.

Gently.

Colonel.

I'll be putting it
all in a box soon.

I've been selected
for promotion.

Finally made it to full colonel.

Oh, congratulations.

Well, it may sound arrogant,
but I believe I've earned it.

I see you fought
against the Mau Mau.

Mm.

Korea and Malaya, too.

I've never shirked
war, Mr. Gently,

no matter how savage.

It is the crucible in
which character is forged.

- Please sit.
- Thank you.

I'm intrigued as to
why you're back here.

I read that you got
your man. Well done.

I've linked another C.M.
soldier to my investigation.

A man named Tony Johnson.

Oh, I thought this was all
the Tanner boy gone mad.

What can you tell
me about Johnson?

Different kettle
of fish altogether.

I remember him
well. Hell of a recruit.

And I was
devastated to lose him.

How did he die?

Ah. It was a three-day exercise.

A mock engagement.

Johnson went ahead of his
unit. He was desperate to win.

And he caught a
live round in the head.

It was a terrible accident.

Mm.

I'd be happy to get you a
copy of the report if you wished.

Thank you.

Corporal Anson!

Double-time it down to records.

I need the accident
and death paperwork

for Private Tony Johnson.

- Quick as you can, lad.
- Yes, sir.

To die on the
battlefield is one thing,

but to lose a man on
exercise is such a waste.

Mm.

Is it a terrible thing for me
to say that I miss combat?

Hm.

The exhilaration,
the camaraderie,

the simple life-and-death
honor of it all.

There's no honor in war.

I know it's a reason that
many men go and fight them,

but... it doesn't
survive the reality.

Well, you played your part
in the defeat of a great evil.

There's honor in that, surely.

You faced an implacable enemy.

And now we face a greater one.

Communism is a
many-headed snake, Mr. Gently.

These people are
godless monsters.

We cannot afford weakness
if we are to defeat it.

What can you tell me about
a place called Hopewood?

What of it?

Came up in my inquiries.

Well, I know Hopewood's there,
but I don't know what they do,

and I wouldn't be
able to tell you if I did.

- You know what the army's like.
- Yes.

It's very good at keeping
secrets from those it defends.

The public wouldn't
want it any other way.

We man the barricades.

Yeah.

I assume you heard
about Dr. Lesley's suicide.

Who?

Dr. Lesley. Scott
Tanner's psychiatrist.

I thought you might know him.

Why should I?

Suicide's a coward's way out.
I've never understood it myself.

Ah. Good effort, Corporal.

Here's your report.

Good day, Detective
Chief Inspector.

Ah.

And good luck with your case.

Larry Wells was a
lunatic. Really was.

He was bouncing off the walls.

Couldn't ask him anything.

I know. He was scary, wasn't he?

Yeah, I was just not
used to that kind of thing.

Yeah, I suppose.

Eddie Fuller clammed up as
soon as I mentioned Hopewood.

And he claimed he'd
never even met Lesley.

Do you know what?

I would absolutely love it

if somebody I didn't know
left me a stack of cash...

Or somebody I did
know, come to mention it.

Any luck with that solicitor?

Same as you, really.

Got upset when we
said that Lesley had died

but denied all knowledge.

I reckon she was
lying about summat.

I'd agree, sir.

Evening, sir.

George, private word, please.

Certainly.

Can I get you a scotch?

No, thank you.

What are you playing at
with the army, George?

I thought you had a suspect
in custody for this murder.

I'm investigating two deaths.

Well, the other one's a
suicide, I'm led to believe.

Why are you
wasting time on that?

Have you come all the way
down here just to ask me that?

As the senior investigating
officer, I choose to.

How does the
MOD fit in with that?

I don't know yet.

Well, I've had a call.

All requests for interviews
with military personnel

have to come from my office

and then go to a
military liaison officer,

who will consider them.

I see.

Is this gonna get
embarrassing, George?

Who for?

For them. For us.

The establishment.

Why don't you put it to bed,
eh? I mean, you've got a result.

There's no one else
asking questions but you.

Are you ordering
me to ignore evidence

and abandon my inquiry, sir?

Because if so, I think
I'd like that in writing.

Just walk quietly, George.

If you think this has got
the makings of a scandal,

I need you to tell me.

Then we can decide
how we're gonna proceed.

Cover it up, you mean?

I mean do your job, man,

and shove it up the
chain of command.

And any requests for
military interviews come to me,

as requested.

Right.

Just to be clear, I've just told
your governor that no one...

No one speaks to the
army without my say-so.

- You understand?
- Yes, sir.

You?

All right. Yeah.
Crystal clear, sir.

So there's no misunderstandings.

Well, somebody's
rattled his cage.

He's just making sure
we understand our orders.

So, what's he after you doing?

Marching up and down in
the corridor out there, is it?

No, not yet.

Although he did
mention a haircut.

Somebody at the MOD
doesn't like our investigation.

They want to hide something.

My guess is Hopewood.

They won't speak to us.

Well, Scott Tanner might.

Quiet!

If there was something wrong,

you could have
told me, you know?

I'd have come back.

Why did you do it, Scotty?

Why kill the bloke?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

Stefan's dead, too.

But I didn't do that.

I swear, Mark.

He was my only friend.

Whatever the...

I was home, Scott.

Why didn't you talk to me?

You remember when we were kids?

I wanted to be just like you.

But I knew I wasn't.

I knew I embarrassed you.

Other kids would pick on
me, and you'd batter them for it.

But after, I'd see
the look in your eye.

I knew what you thought.

No. You were my little brother.

T-That's all that ever was.

I wanted to make you proud.

That's why I signed up.

And I liked the army.

Till Hopewood.

What is that?

Is that why this happened?

Is that why this happened?

Stay in the car.

He's not your biggest fan.

Well, I don't see
why that's my fault.

What are you doing here?

You come to get your
confession signed,

wrap it all up, lock my
brother away forever?

I know there's something
else going on, Mark,

from when Scott was
still serving in the army.

Serving?

Aye.

We served.

Follow your orders,
no questions asked,

whatever they had
you do, eh, Mr. Gently?

You know, we used
to be the good guys.

That's what I always thought.

It's why I signed up.

So, what changed?

My eyes were opened.

What, do you think the
Americans had a monopoly

on baby killing and massacres?

I was in Kenya.

And we did things
there, called it soldiering.

When you tell men the
enemy are less than human,

bad things happen.

I guess that's
always been the way.

So what's this got to
do with your brother?

I never thought
we'd do it to our own.

And I can't stand it.

Then talk to me.

What are you gonna do?

You're just the same as them.

You just wear a
different uniform.

Come on, Colin.

Thank you.

How can anybody ever
get better in a place like this?

Is that the idea, Gov?

I thought it was to stop
them hurting other people.

Does say "criminally
insane" over the door.

Some of them don't even
know what they've done.

Well, the world's
not perfect, is it?

Bloody hell.

What have they given him?

Legato.

Remember us, Scott?

Have you remembered
anything else since we last spoke?

I killed a man.

I know that.

But I didn't remember doing it.

How is that?

How could that happen?

Is it something to
do with Hopewood?

I can't tell you.

Ah.

Because you signed the papers?

I've signed the papers, too.

So has John.

Yeah.

You did?

Yeah.

How else would we
know about Hopewood?

Why did they send you there?

Well, I...

I volunteered.

Oh.

It was a...

a day out.

It was fun. We were...

We were so high.

Keep it straight! Keep it tight!

How old are you?

23. How old are you?

What drugs were you given?

I don't know. We
weren't told what or why.

That was part of
the test, you know?

And we were...

We were free, like, to
come and go as we pleased.

But, um...

But then it changed.

Scott.

Changed how?

Men in black masks.

We'd only see their
eyes and their teeth,

and they were shouting at me.

No!

You were given
drugs and tortured?

And Dr. Stefan Lesley was there?

Yes.

Why were you tortured, Scott?

Because I wouldn't tell.

They knew, and they
wanted me to admit it.

But I'm not weak.

I was a good soldier.

Yeah. Good lad.

What happened in the steam room?

I was lonely.

Then I had blood on my
hands, and I ran away.

What about Dr. Lesley?

No.

No. Stefan was my friend.

When they threw me
out, he came to me.

Told me it wasn't my fault.

They pushed us too far.

And now there's no
way back... is there?

Well, you heard him.

He volunteered for
it. He signed up for it.

Oh, that makes
it all right, does it?

Well, the army must
have had their reasons, sir,

or they wouldn't have
bothered, would they?

If the Commies are
doing the same...

We have to do it
as well. Of course.

It's all about the
greater good, isn't it?

It's just an excuse, John.

Gov, what's going on?

Huh?

What's this all about?

Gov, Tanner volunteered,

and Stefan Lesley killed
himself because... I don't know...

Maybe he felt
guilty. I don't know.

But it's not a crime. It's not.

Are you saying what happened
to that boy wasn't a crime?

It's not one for us
to investigate, sir.

That's down to his brief
and the courts, all right?

Get in the car.

Gov.

All right, pet.

What have you got there?
Is that your homework, is it?

No. It's the pathology
report for Stefan Lesley.

All right. Go on,
then. Is it suicide?

- He was murdered.
- You're joking.

He died of a broken neck, but
before the rope went near him.

He was right, wasn't
he? He was right all along.

I hate it when he's right.

He'll be all magnanimous and
all, which makes it even worse.

Wait.

Right. Okay. Come on, then.

I suppose you want to
watch me eating humble pie.

Sir?

You were right.

Take it all back.

Well, well, well.

Well, you weren't
in there, were you?

Question is who and why?

Well, I reckon Mark Tanner's
capable of snapping a few necks.

Indeed he is.

Why would he kill Lesley now?

And what about
those medical records?

All right.

Um, maybe...

Yeah. Listen.

Maybe...

Maybe Scott tells Mark
ages ago what happened.

And then when Scott snaps, goes
mental, and kills Leonard Price,

Mark blames

and goes after the people
that messed with his head.

It's just simple revenge, innit?

Strong motive.

Yes, it is.

But why would Mark
take the medical records?

Somebody at Hopewood
knows what happened.

You want to go and see that
scary woman again, don't you?

Yeah. We could
take her out to tea.

Oh, that's a good idea. Yeah.

'Cause the last person
she had a drink with

ended up with
their neck snapped.

Shall I call the ACC's
officer and put a request in?

- What for?
- Well, a for an interview.

ACC Hale said that...

Forget about Hale.

Well, with all respect, sir,
it's easy for you to say, but...

Rachel, this isn't a discussion.

She is right, Gov.

But then you don't care, do you?

I care about catching
a killer. Nothing else.

Certainly not about
helping them cover it up.

Don't worry about it.

This conversation
never happened, all right,

- as far as you're concerned.
- Oh. What conversation?

Exactly.

Listen. Do me a favor.

Get a uniform to get
Mark Tanner here, right?

I still think he's the killer.

I don't appreciate being
coerced, Mr. Gently.

Is that what you think this is?

You told the sentry
you'd arrest me

the minute I left the facility
if I didn't speak to you.

You're a civilian.
That would be my right.

I've informed my
employers at the MOD.

That is my right.

I know about the
psychological-warfare tests

carried out on Scott
Tanner and others.

And I know about the
torture and the beatings.

You find that funny?

I find it amusing

that you take the
ravings of a lunatic as fact.

There were no
beatings or torture.

We conducted clinical trials
under controlled conditions.

Yes, they were secret tests.

But the soldiers signed
on the bottom line,

volunteered, and
were well looked after.

That was Lesley's
responsibility...

To devise the tests and
monitor their mental well-being.

Stefan Lesley was murdered.

You look a little
emotional there, Doctor.

Someone broke his neck

and dressed it up
to look like suicide.

Have you any notion
who would do that or why?

None.

Stefan Lesley rewrote his will.

Left everything to
your test subjects.

Why would he do that?

I don't do supposition,
Mr. Gently.

Oh, I do.

Guilt because of what
he was party to here.

Scott Tanner says he was
given massive doses of drugs

and then beaten and
tortured and you were there.

You have to understand we
know the Soviets and Chinese

are running similar tests.

So we drop to their level?

I had a job to do.

It was you job to drive
Scott Tanner insane?

Scott Tanner was
mentally unstable

when he walked through the door.

Weak. We learned that quickly.

The brutal truth

is that this fact made him
the most useful subject,

the most susceptible.

To what?

LSD, primarily.

Also BZ, THC, and PCP.

Gentlemen, what Scott
Tanner has described to you

are his hallucinations, not
what really happened to him.

I'm breaking
protocol doing this,

but I'm going to
show you something.

And then perhaps

you'll concentrate your
inquiries elsewhere.

This is classified film showing
tests we conducted at Hopewood.

October 1967.

The idea was to drop
LSD on enemy formations,

rendering them unable to fight.

The first doses were
administered at 1100 hours.

The enemy target is over there!

Remember what
we're doing here, lads!

Remember why we're here!

Tanner, keep it
tight over there!

Come here!

At 1145, the first
effects became apparent.

Come on. That's it.

The test subjects began
to lose coordination

and concentration
on the task at hand.

Here!

Right! Come here!

The subjects
stopped taking orders

and became disorientated.

As you can see, it
was hardly torture.

Subject 7 became
increasingly paranoid

and fearful

and was removed
from the test arena.

Were these the only tests
you conducted on Scott Tanner?

And tests to see if the
drugs aided interrogation.

We were looking
for a truth serum.

Can you tell me a
little about your family?

The subjects were asked
a series of questions.

Uh, I-I have a brother.

The idea was to take
men we knew had a secret

and see if we could
get them to divulge it

under the influence
of the drugs.

Did it work?

No.

Drugs proved a blunt instrument.

Too wayward.

So you tortured them instead?

As I said, Mr. Gently,

Scott Tanner's persecution
exists entirely in his own mind.

I can answer the
question, Doctor.

No, no. I can do it. I can...

I don't think we need to.

Can you go back
to the beginning?

What are the soldiers' names?

Tanner, Fuller, Wells,
Gartwood, Bruce, and Johnson.

Thank you.

Your former colleague
is dead, Dr. Bing,

because of what occurred here.

Your life cold be in danger.

From who?

Scott Tanner's got a brother.

He's ex-special forces, and
we don't know where he is.

Now, he may be
looking to seek revenge

on those people that
he thinks are responsible.

Well, what do you suggest I do?

With your permission,
I'd like to send officers

to escort you home
and remain with you.

You really think
that's necessary?

I would hate to be standing over
another body with a broken neck.

You're very persuasive.

Yeah.

There's still no
sign of him, sir.

All right. Keep looking.

No sign of Mark
Tanner at home, sir.

They don't know where he is.

Now, question is, will
he go after Dr. Bing?

If it's him.

Well, who else is it, sir? Huh?

And why protect her if it isn't?

So we know exactly where she is

if I need to speak to
her again off MOD land.

Have a look at this.

- Gov, I'm on my break.
- Go on. Just a look.

Darwin told me

that Tony Johnson died at
C.M. barracks on maneuvers.

There's the report,
signed by him.

So what's the date on the death?

14th of October 1967.

14th of October 1967.

And the Hopewood
film that we saw

is also 14th of October 1967.

So how can he be dying at C.M.
if he's taking LSD at Hopewood?

Darwin lied to us,
and the film proves it.

Gov, why would he lie? Hmm?

These tests are public
knowledge nowadays, aren't they?

They're all aboveboard.
They're all sanctioned.

John, John, John.

Tony Johnson died at
Hopewood because of the tests.

You know yourself
that the greater good

and personal interest often
become the same thing,

and Darwin's up for promotion.

Why is this getting
under your skin so much?

Shut the door.

That funeral I went
to was Archie Leeson,

man who saved my life.

We got pinned down by a sniper.

He was up in a bell tower.

And he killed
three of our platoon

before he finally ran out
of ammo and surrendered.

Waved the white flag.

So down he comes.

And he's just a boy.

17 or 18.

His uniform didn't even fit him.

He'd got a little white
flower in his lapel.

Prisoner of war.

But men had died.

And Archie lost it.

Others joined in... and
they beat that boy to death.

And you?

No.

No.

When they'd finished, the
men were looking at each other,

horrified at what they'd done.

It was murder...
pure and simple.

Well...

he was the enemy,
wasn't he, sir?

Yeah.

He was.

But he'd surrendered.

Made us no different from
the Nazis is what they did.

And I knew I should
have reported it,

but my lieutenant,
Lieutenant Phillips, said no.

And I went along with it.

Because I told myself

that these were men I'd
been fighting with for months,

it was my officer's
job, not mine,

what did one enemy boy
matter against everyone else?

And it was wrong.

I let it pass, and it was wrong.

It's not your responsibility.

Edmund Burke said,
"For evil to flourish,

it's only necessary for
good men to do nothing."

Which is what I did.

And I carry that guilt with me.

Do you know what, sir?

So much suddenly
makes sense about you.

So, what now?

Detective Chief
Inspector Gently.

Yes?

Yes. Thank you for
speaking with me, sir.

Well, I haven't heard
of you in 20-odd years,

and now twice in a week.

Well, I'm conducting
a murder inquiry.

It has a military connection.

Well, there are channels
for that sort of thing, Gently.

Yes, and they've been closed.

No one is talking.

A man has been murdered,
and someone wants to cover it up.

Does that sound
familiar to you, Brigadier?

What do you want?

Service record of a Lieutenant
Colonel James Darwin,

currently at C.M. barracks.

If I go down channels,
they'll just close me down.

You want me to put a fellow
officer in the frame for murder?

If he's guilty.

You two... out of the car now!

Now!

- Sir, please calm down.
- Move it!

Shut up!

You try anything, and I'll shoot
you down and take her anyway.

Now back away.

Off the road! All the way!

Run!

Can you drive?

- Yes.
- Right! Well, get out the car!

Stay there!

You try anything, and
I'll put a bullet in your leg.

Shut the door.

Stay there! Don't move!

Drive.

Drive!

Sir!

Sir, somebody just
kidnapped Dr. Bing at gunpoint.

- Where?
- Outside Hopewood.

Sounds like Mark Tanner.

He took a squad
car with her in it.

We should try his flat, sir.

Go ahead. Nobody is to
approach him without my say-so.

Check Dr. Bing's house and
the Tanner apartment first.

Okay, sir.

Sir, there's a call for
you... A Brigadier Phillips.

We haven't got time
for that. Sir, come on.

- Uh, carry on.
- No. We haven't got time, sir.

It's all right. Wait
for me in the car.

A man died in this room because
of what you did to my brother.

Please. I didn't know anything.

No more lies!

I'm gonna ask questions.

You're gonna answer them.

Just like Scotty.

I'm a woman.

You think that I haven't
killed women before?

No!

No.

No, there's nothing
that I haven't done

for queen and country.

That's one thing that me
and you have got in common.

Oh!

Gov, car's been
spotted outside Lesley's.

Go in. Go.

Quick! Go!

All right. You can leave.

It's all right.

You all right?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- You sure?

- Mm.
- Mark Tanner, wasn't it?

Hmm?

- Wasn't it?
- Yes.

Thank you.

Aah.

Who's he really after?

Yeah. You know what I'm
talking about, don't you?

I can make a very good case

for you being involved in
the murder of Stefan Lesley.

I had nothing to do with it.

No, but you know
who did, don't you?

- What do you mean?
- He didn't kill Stefan Lesley.

He wants to find his
killer, same as we do.

Now...

What happened at Hopewood?

It was Darwin.

He went too far.

Tell me what you are.

Tell me!

Tell me or he dies.

Yes.

What are you?!

I'm... I'm queer.

All this because they
were homosexuals?

No.

That was irrelevant to
us, but... but not to them.

It was the secret
they were keeping.

It was a test.

It was just meant to be a test.

But Darwin wouldn't stop
until he broke those boys.

He was way beyond his orders.

He knew it meant
the end of his career.

And yours.

You kept quiet.

Well, what would speaking
out have achieved?

Hmm?

Stefan was looking after Scott.

He'd...

He'd convinced him
that it was a hallucination,

that it hadn't really happened.

And the memory came
back and he killed somebody,

and you still kept quiet.

Stefan came to
see me in a panic.

He was going to
ruin all our lives.

Another innocent man because
we stood by and did nothing.

Fine. You're right.

But we can't change that now.

Yeah. But we can
help Scott Tanner.

How?

By showing that
it wasn't his fault,

by... by telling the
world what we did to him!

Well, no one will
ever believe you.

You can't prove anything.

I've got copies of
the films, Jennifer.

They show everything.

It's enough to condemn us all.

And you warned Darwin

that Stefan was having
an attack of conscience

and was gonna make
these films public.

Yes, but he told me that
Stefan had seen reason,

that he was going to
hand these films back.

- I never thought that...
- Did you tell Mark Tanner this?

He was going to kill me.

Where did Tanner go to?

He made me call Darwin and
said I had to meet him at Hopewood.

I want a written
statement out of you.

And I want those films!

That's Lesley's car.

Stop!

Gov! Gov!

Move!

Move! Now!

Now get up on your feet!

- On your feet and look at me!
- Mark!

Put it down, mate.

Or what?

What, you're gonna sic your
dog on me again, are you?

Now, do us all a
favor and walk away!

Gently, this man is insane.

You know what he
did to my brother!

Yes.

And he deserves to die!

- Get back, you! Get back!
- All right. All right.

- Mark.
- I won't tell you again!

Mark!

What about your brother then?

Huh? He's locked up.

I can't help him
now except like this!

Some justice!

What, and then I lock you
up for the rest of your life?

It would be worth it.

No! No!

Mark, he'll only get
charged with manslaughter.

Diminished responsibility.

He'll be out when
he's still a young man,

and then you can
be there for him.

You do this, you're gonna be
leaving him on his own again.

No. Step aside.

Gently, step aside!

I can't do it, Mark.

He's got to pay.

He will, I promise.

Scott will definitely get out?

Absolutely. Yes.

Now, you know I've
got to arrest you, Mark,

for what you've done.

Aye.

Yeah. Go on, then.

What you gonna do?
Are you gonna cry?

Eh? Are you gonna cry?

Filthy pig!

Stop. Stop.

Stop this, please.

Please. It's too much!

Take him out.

Sit down there, Colonel.

Thank you, Constable.

Tell me what you are.

Tell me!

Tell me or he dies.

What are you?!

I'm... I'm queer.

Both of you!

No!

Turn that off.
Turn that off now.

You tortured those boys
because of what they were.

I didn't care what they were.

I just wanted to see what it
took to make them admit it.

It was Lesley's own theory...

The bigger the secret,
the better the test.

They just wanted to be soldiers.

And they knew that admitting
it would end their careers.

And you destroyed them for that.

What war has ever been
won by staying within the lines?

We are faced with an enemy
who knows no boundaries.

So yes, if some savage
cuts the head off one of mine,

I will cut off three of
theirs and their balls, too.

That is war.

Yeah, but maybe your
superiors wouldn't see it that way.

Nothing they could admit to.

The public would get squeamish

at the necessities
enacted in their name.

You lied about Tony Johnson's
death and covered it up.

And you told me that you
didn't know Dr. Stefan Lesley,

and yet you were the
commanding officer at Hopewood

when he was there.

A lie I was forced to tell...
Need-to-know and all that.

- Really, this is...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You thought you'd gotten
away with it, hadn't you?

Hadn't you?

Until Dr. Bing telephoned you

to tell you that Stefan
Lesley was gonna tell tales.

I wanted to save
Stefan from himself.

Yeah. So you did go and see him.

I admit to seeing him.

No more.

You killed Stefan
Lesley to shut him up.

You think this will ever see
the inside of a courtroom?

Hmm?

You actually think they're
going to let you do this?

Oh, Gently, you are an idealist.

I pity you, man.

Gov.

Gov.

Hey. Hey! Gov.

See?

We're all savages in the end.

I've got the films, Darwin.

Jennifer Bing gave us
everything to save her own skin.

You are gonna be tried

and convicted for the
murder of Dr. Stefan Lesley.

I dare you.

All right, then.

Sir!

Right!

Where is he?

No idea, sir.

What is the bloody
meaning of that?

That's a good
result, that, innit?

That's a disaster, you idiot!

Who called the papers?!

I told him!

I told him tell me first
so we can manage it!

I was stupid enough
to think that he would!

Who, sir?

You tell Gently I want him
the moment he arrives, right?!

Righto.

Gently.

Here we are again.

Thank you for coming.

I see you got your man.

Hell of a stink you've
created up there.

Darwin seems to
have been a monster,

so well done for
bringing him to justice.

Why did you want to see me?

I wanted to tell
you to your face.

Tell me what?

I'm going to file a report

against Archie
Leeson and the others

for the boy.

What good does it do now?

Whom can it possibly serve?

Well... just me, really.

It's never too
late to admit guilt.

You and I weren't
guilty of anything.

We ignored a murder.

And we should
be better than that.

We have to have honor.

Without it, we're
just... animals.

I've tried so hard to be,
uh... good ever since.

But nothing really
fills the hole, does it?

No, it doesn't.

All right.

File the report.

List me as a witness.

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