All language subtitles for The Bletchley Circle 2012 S02E02 720p WEB-DL HEVC x265 BONE

I'm afraid something awful
has happened.

Social call?

Are you working for that
Merrin bitch?

The bitch in prison.
Are you working for her?

What happens if she offers
no defence?

She'll be hanged.

It is a promotion.

It's a two year posting.

Abroad.

Her name is Elizabeth Lancaster.

She's 17 years old.

She moved down from Yorkshire
about a year ago.

Look out!

Someone tried to kill me!

I know, not us.

She can't be my mother.

We abandoned our child
because I was young and foolish

and not prepared to face the shame.

There was a deadline for the appeal.

It's just gone, I told them.

No appeal.

He said he had blood on his hands.

He told me to keep them
somewhere safe.

The accident occurred on Salisbury
Plain in the early hours

of Tuesday morning.

Military personnel who attended
the chemical spill are being treated

for fume inhalation.

There were severe respiratory
complications.

The tissues and their lungs
are corroded.

I don't know they'll survive.

Morning, Susan.

How's she holding up?

Well enough under the circumstances.

Alice has got five days.

We need to concentrate.I know.

Come on, get that brain
of yours into gear.

Why do they want Lizzie dead
as well as Richard?

Oh, because she's still
dangerous to them.

They're after her because they don't
know what Richards told her.

And they daren't take the risk
that she might know

whatever it was that Richards knew.

It's in these clippings somewhere.

Something makes that story
worth killing for.

Sorry, I couldn't get away.

Anything about the Salisbury crash?

There's nothing in the case file
apart from a note saying,

"Please refer all information
to the Ministry of Defence."

Official secrets.

To think it used to be our job
to protect them.

Not any more.

Surely this isn't something that
the Army would want to publicise

if they had a choice?Go on.

I just think they did have a choice.

It happened in the middle
of the night,

in the middle of nowhere,
Salisbury Plain.

All the people involved
were military personnel.

They could have kept this
as quiet as they liked,

and yet Richards was reading
about it in his daily newspaper.

You're right. That is odd.

The families of these servicemen
must have wanted to know

what was happening.

Yes. Good. We need to find
out who the families are.

If we can get to them,
maybe we'll find out the truth.

I have to pick the children
up from school.

I've got to get to work.

The German business world
would crumble without me.

I'm sorry. Your services
are no longer required.

What?

The translation
post has been reassigned.

Your services
are no longer required here.

I don't understand. Why?

I can't go into details.

Why?

I believe some queries
to your security clearance.

I'm sorry.

Sam!

Sam!

Sam!

Look, it's a dog.

Yes.

DOG BARKS
Yes.

Mum, are you all right?

Yes. Yes, of course, darling.

Come on.

Shall we go home?

DOOR CLOSES

FOOTSTEPS

Lizzie?

It's me.

Forgot my keys, sorry.

Aren't you supposed to be at work?

Apparently not.

How are you?
How are you feeling?

I don't know.

How should I be feeling?

I'll go and make us some tea.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

These should lead us
to the families.

I hope you ladies are in the mood
for a little light reading.

Mummy?Yes?

If Daddy goes abroad, does
that mean Sam and I come too,

or does it mean boarding school?

Who told you Daddy's going abroad?

I heard you talking.

Come here.

Nothing's decided yet.

But if...I don't want you
worrying about it.

I don't want
to go to boarding school.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

This is either very important, or it
is the world's biggest coincidence.

What is it?

You know we were going to talk
to the families, ask them about...?

Jean, did you hear something?
Like what?

LIGHT CRACKLING

It's nothing.

Don't worry about talking to the
families. It's only dinner.
I'm sure they can all make it.

I have to go. I'm sorry.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye now.

Mummy, are you all right?

What is it?
What's going on?

Nothing, dear.

Are you sure it wasn't just a noise?

Telephones do make noises, you know.

Of course it wasn't just a noise!

Look, whoever killed Richards
thought a military court

was the best way to keep Lizzie's
trial under their control.

The killer is in the army
or the government.

I, um...

I lost my job.

Someone's altered my security
clearance so I can't get

governmental translation
work any more.

Do you see?
Somebody knows about us.

The police have a file saying
"refer to the Ministry of Defence".

Say we go to the police - what if
they refer straight to the person

who killed John Richards?

Somebody knows.

Somebody who tried to kill Lizzie,
who did kill Richards.

Somebody is watching us.

I...can't do this again.

Excuse me.
It's not like that...No, I can't!

Susan! Susan, hang on!

I had to make myself ready
to die for him, do you understand?

I know, I know.
No, you don't!

You don't know.
That's the problem.

You don't know.
None of you do.

And now it's happening
all over again.

None of you...

..have children.

I know.

None of you have families, Jean.

And neither did the men
who died that night.

It's what I was trying to say
on the telephone.

The men in the crash.

We were going to talk
to their families,

find out who was asking questions,
but they don't have any.

They don't have families.
None of them.

No wives, no parents,
no sweethearts.

Not one.

Now tell me, is that a coincidence,
or is it something else?

I'm so sorry. I just can't
think about this any more.

Susan, you're good
at this kind of thing.

We need you.

Other people need me more.

All I want to know
is what can be done.

Well, I can tell you, Miss McBrien,
is nothing can be done.

I'm truly sorry.
I know she was your friend.

She still is my friend.

There's nothing you
or anyone else can do now.

She refused the chance of an appeal.

Alice Merrin will be hanged
in five days' time.

What if there were new evidence
in the case?

Hypothetically speaking.

If there were compelling,
conclusive evidence,

we could present it
to the Home Secretary.

But there isn't, is there?

We need your help.

It was easier to get
to see you this time.

They loosen up the regulations
once the sentence is passed.

Its' compassionate.

Is this a bad idea?No.

No.

Tell me what you've got.

Anything's better than just waiting.

You knew John better than anyone.

Can you have a look at these

and tell us
what you think we're missing?

We think John found out
something about this crash.

He saw something in these reports
that sent up a red flag

and he was killed for it,

but we can't work out what it was -

if there's a pattern or a clue...
Sh.

Four men.
None of them have loved ones.

It's far too much of a coincidence.
They were chosen.

That's what John saw
in these stories.

You've been working from a false
assumption all along.

Code 14.
Corruption in the data set.

Redo calculation from start.

You used it yourselves
to get to see me.

What? What did we get wrong?

Everything comes back
to the military.

You were right about that.

You were wrong about John.

He was recruited for Bletchley, and
then he was assigned somewhere else.

Somewhere secret.

Couldn't tell me where.

What if he never left?

The car crash on Salisbury
Plain is a cover story.

What if John's career is as well?

What if he didn't need to see a clue
in these newspaper reports

because he already knew
the story...from the inside.

Blood on his hands.

Alice, do you think John could have
been responsible for these deaths?

I don't know. He was a good man.
He would...

The only thing that makes sense
is that John wasn't working for

some fertiliser company
after the war.

He was still working for the army.

And whatever John was doing
for the army,

what they're trying to cover up.

So which department in the army
was he working for?

Sorry.

I have to go now.

Jean, will you...?

Could you give Lizzie my love?

Of course.

Thank you.

Richards didn't just disappear
for 12 years.

He was posted somewhere.

We need to find out where.

Well, don't look at me.
I'm no use to you.

All the people I know are
connections from the army

or the government, and our cards
are marked there.

If we go asking any of them
about...Jean!

The military archives will show
where he was posted.

The police.

A Scotland Yard requisition form
would get you in.

You could lose your job.

But not my life.

Ben, is the DCI in?

No, meeting upstairs.
What was it?

Um, records department
wanted a signature on this.

It's just file requests.

Who wants it?

Somebody Fowler, I think.

Don Fowler?

Mm.DCI is supposed to sign
for restricted files.

Yeah, I know. Um...

There. Don't tell anyone,

or I'll have all you girls
knocking on my door.

Promise.

No paperwork must leave the room.

Two piles - "at Bletchley"
and "after Bletchley".

Anything at all
with Richards' name on it.

Ah, here we go.

Classified and redacted.

There's still nothing
post-Bletchley.

Bletchley.

Bletchley.

This is a dead end.

Nothing here shows us
where Richards was posted.

All right, let's go at it
a different way.

He left Bletchley
and he went somewhere else.

I mean, he literally went
somewhere else.

He took a train.

Travel orders. Good girl!

Let's see, shall we?

Here we go, Richards J.

Travel order 6741, 4th of April.

Countersigned and stamped
Bletchley to Salisbury.

Salisbury. Salisbury Plain
is where the crash happened.

Salisbury is where the fake
fertiliser company
is supposed to be.

So, what's in Salisbury?

There.What is it?

Transfer request docket.

Richards, J. 4th April 1943,

from the Government Code
and Cypher School, Bletchley,

to the Biology Department, Porton,
Salisbury. The Biology Department?!

Oh, my God, that place.Jean?

What's at Porton?

It's called Porton Down now.

Started in the Great War
making mustard gas.

By the last war, it was the Defence
Department's research laboratory

for chemical weapons.

As far as I know, it still is.

Richards was collecting
newspaper articles.

He told Lizzie that they were vital.

Now, if the story is what we think
it is, if they are covering up

something far worse than just
an accident, and if Richards

was to blame for that, he'd have
no reason to be collecting

newspaper clippings.

He didn't know
until he read it in the paper,

but the minute he read it,
he knew what it was.

He knew the truth
behind the cover story.

He'd seen it before.

He had blood on his hands.

But not from this.
This horrified him.

This made him collect evidence and
give it to Lizzie for safekeeping.

That's it, isn't it?
He was going to blow the whistle.

He knew what they would do.
So they killed him.

What on God's earth
did they do to those men?

We can find out.

Well, they were hospitalised.

We just need to find out
which hospital.

Lizzie?

She's gone.

Visitor.

Who is it?

You must be angry.

I would be.

We were very young.

Felt like the only thing to do.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

It doesn't matter.

It does though.

Did you love him?

Yes.

Then why didn't you stay together?

It wasn't that simple.

He was engaged to someone else.

He didn't love her, but...

His family.

And then the war.

Did you ever think about me?

All the time.

So did John.

I miss him.

Me too.

It's all right.

You don't have to stay.

You can go if you like.

No, no.

I want to stay.

I want to see you. I just...

I want to stay.

Giddy up, horsey!

Come on!

I told you, I can't do this any
more.

Why are you asking me
to do something I can't do?

Because I think you can do it.

And none of the rest of us can.

One man dead, three men
with chemical burns.

That much we know is true.

It's the causes and the reasons
that are a pack of lies.

Whatever was done to those men
was done on purpose,

and it was done in the name
of the army or the government.

I don't know which is worse,
but that's what we need to show,

because then we can demonstrate
that Alice Merrin

wasn't responsible
for John Richards' murder.

Why are you here, Millie?

Lucy found where
they're treating the soldiers.

It doesn't have to be public.

The solicitor can approach
the Home Secretary in camera

and have the case declared null,

but none of that happens
without proof.

I'm right, aren't I?

It's the same hospital where
Timothy was treated after the war.

All those exercises.

All that physical therapy,
learning to walk again,

and all the while,
you were there by his side.

You were a fixture.
It was seven years ago.

It only takes one nurse to remember
you. Someone's bound to.

I have no reason to go back there.

Yes, you do.

There's a foreign posting
coming your way.

You need Timothy's medical records
for the insurance company.

You wouldn't ask, but you just
need a quick favour.

You're in a hurry.

Gosh, you've got all the answers,
haven't you?

She's a lot like you.

She's nothing like me.

She thought she was giving herself
up to save her daughter's life.

It isn't just Alice either.

Lizzie's gone missing.

There's an entry here on the company
that employed Richards.

Even if Porton is a secret,
the cover company that they created,

that has to be public.

And there's a CEO listed
for the company.

Yes. Daniel Thomas, I know.
I tried that.

He's a fake too.But that's now.

But ten years ago, the CEO
was listed as Oliver Masters.

So, they changed the
fake boss of the fake company?

Masters isn't fake.

Timothy, can I ask
you about the army?

If your commanding officer
did something that was wrong,

would you still be proud?

Yes.

The army isn't a man.

It's not my commanding officer
or the battalion commander,

the general.

It's more than any of those people.

People make mistakes.

They do cruel or foolish things.

Sometimes they do evil things.

But, do we think the entire
German army was evil,

or were they just following
the orders of an evil man?

The army is about
loyalty and discipline.

Those were the things
I felt proud of.

I suppose I'd like to feel
them again.

Except without the bullets.
Except without the bullets, yeah!

Master's research is mentioned
throughout these journals.

OK, here we go.

Oliver Masters, CEO,
Newgate Laboratories.

But here...

..Professor Oliver Masters,
Crossover Functions and Diseases

of the metabolism, 1936.

"Neural decay is a precursor
of metabolic failure", 1937.

Two other papers in 1938, one on
human biology, one on biochemistry.

And then the war starts,
and he just vanishes.

Oh, he doesn't vanish.

He just stops publishing.

How did you realise?

I recognised the name.

He signed the transfer request.

I mean, he must have known Richards
if he was the one asking

for him to be seconded to Porton.

Maybe he'll know exactly
what Richards was involved with.

Where's Professor Masters now?

According to this, he retired,

five years back when the CEO
changed to Daniel Thomas.

I think tomorrow we should dig him
out of retirement, don't you?

Good luck.

Thank you for doing this.

I hope you find masters.

Thomas Park Military Hospital,
please.

Brave girl.

Height, please.

Five nine.

14 inches.

Miss Havers?

Gracious, what a surprise!

Hello, Lily!

It must be...Seven years.

Oh, yes.

It's not Miss Havers any more.
It's Mrs Grey.

We always knew it would be one day.
How is he?

Oh... Good.

Very good indeed.

Stick's gone, leg's as good as new.

What on earth brings you back here?

You're supposed to fill out
100 forms, you know?

I know. We didn't realise
until yesterday, and then...

Don't worry.
Just don't tell anyone.

No. Of course.

Lieutenant Timothy Grey.

Discharged 6th March, 1946.

Should be all in there.

Thank you so much.

Gosh! An awful lot of it.

Oh, then I shall let you get on.

Give me a call if you need anything.

DOOR CLOSES

Ward C.

Who are you?

Er... I'm...

..from Porton Down.

I just wanted to ask you
about what happened.

Are you a scientist?

That's right.

And you want to ask me
what happened?

Yes.

You should know.

You did it.

Don't you even know what you did?

Sorry, I don't understand.

Piss off.

I just want to ask you
a few questions.

You can ask what you like.

It's not going to make
any difference, is it?

It's not going to fix me.

You lied to us.

Lied to us all.
All of you did.

What did we lie about?

We were going to help people.

Do something useful.

Cure for the common cold.

Wasn't a cure for anything, was it?

It was just a bloody weapon.

And then Jimmy was screaming.

And dying on the floor.

And you lot stood there
making notes!

All you doctors and scientists
can go and hang yourselves.

They told you it was medicine?

Who are you?

Miss, this is a restricted area.

Sorry. I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean to upset you.

I didn't mean to upset you. I...

Susan?

Professor Masters,
may we have a word?

It's about the crash that happened
near Salisbury.

Salisbury?
Near Porton Down.

Come in.

We can have you imprisoned
immediately

for spying on a military
establishment.

Do you understand that?

What the hell were you doing?

I'm not sure I understand.

You knew John Richards
back in the war.

You requested his transfer
from Bletchley Park to Porton.

We think that after you retired
from Porton, something happened,

something John was prepared to live
with until this crash was reported.

The... The crash is a cover story,
isn't it?

Whatever John was ashamed of,
it was happening again,

but this time he was prepared
to say something, to stop it.

And someone killed him for it.

An innocent woman is going to hang
for this death unless we can show

what really happened.

Please, will you talk to us?

Where's the other one?

What?There are four of you.
We're one short.

Where's your friend?

Mrs Grey, I really do advise
you to explain yourself,

or this is going to go
very badly for you indeed.

KNOCK ON DOOR
Come!

DOOR OPENS

Oh, um...

Please, sit down.

See if you can talk
some sense into her.

What on earth is happening?

All right.

Stop.

Stop keeping things from me.

You always have been.
Don't think I don't know.

Damn it! They're talking
about locking you up!

The children without a mother.
Is that what you want?!Stop it.

I'll stop when you tell me
the truth!

If I tell you the truth,
I'm breaking the law.

They'll lock me up anyway.

I don't want riddles, Susan.

I want to know.The truth.

Yes.

I worked at the Government Code
and Cypher School at Bletchley Park.

We intercepted signals intelligence.

Broke German encryption.

This is who I am.

That's who I am, Timothy.

I saved lives. We...

We made a difference.

I tried.

You want the truth? The truth
is that the men in this hospital

weren't hurt in a chemical spill.

They were poisoned by their
own government in secret,

without their consent.

They had no idea
what was being done to them.

They were just laboratory rats
for a weapons experiment.

John Richards was going to spill
the beans, if you will,

and someone killed him.

And now...you want
to let a 17-year-old girl

take the blame for it.

That's the truth.

And now an innocent woman
is going to hang

for something one of your people
did. That is the truth!

Do you want me to go on?
Have you heard enough?

Who was it who killed him? Was it
you, or did you just give the order?

Er, no...You might as well tell me.
Oh, God.

If you don't, I'm sure Masters will.

Have you spoken to Masters?

My friends are with him now.
He may be retired,

but I'm sure he knows plenty about
what's been going on here.

The...chemical you're talking
about is called sarin.

It's the future.

When we pushed through Germany
after the war,

we discovered stockpiles
of the most ingenious horrors.

Nerve gases that kill in moments.

Aerosol agents
capable of penetrating the skin.

Astonishing and awful creations.

That kind of threat
has to be countered.

Men lost their lives.

One or two.

They're casualties of war.

The war is over!

You have the nerve
to say that to me?

Who's your contact?

I want the name of your contact.
Your handler.

I give you my word, this will go
easier for you if you co-operate.

Let me just get this straight.

Richards was going to talk publicly
about an experiment

conducted at Porton Down.

You're certain of this?

Yes. That's why he was killed.

It was a domestic murder.

No, it was an assassination.

A young girl called Elizabeth
Lancaster was framed for it.

War documents
were planted in her flat

so that the case would come
under military jurisdiction,

but her mother stumbled
across the crime scene,

thought the worst,
and put herself in her place.

Look, you know all this.
I most certainly do not!

Well, then, if you don't mind
me saying, you're not in possession
of the facts.

You say your friends
are talking to Masters now?

Yes. Perhaps he'll know
who's responsible.

What is it?

What's the matter?

Masters didn't retire.

He's been promoted.

He was made
head of the whole division...

..and is evidently
working on his own.

I'm sorry. Who do you think we are?

Enemies of the state.

No, no. No, you're wrong.

THEY SCREAM

Don't be foolish.

You're traitors, all of you.

I know what Richards was doing,

passing information
to the Lancaster girl,

and now you four.

I want...the name of your contact.

You thought she was a spy!
You thought we were spies!

PHONE RINGS
He was passing classified
information to the Russians.

Now tell me who your contact
is before this gets

a great deal less pleasant.

PHONE CONTINUES TO RING

Come with me.

Stay where I can see you.

Masters, I need to talk to you
about John Richards.

Operator.

Get me the London office. Now!

Yes, sir.

Friends in high places indeed.

How far does this go?

Tell me now, and tell me
who you're working for.

I have to safeguard
the things we value.

Honour and decency.

And goodness.

SIREN WAILS

I am a patriot!

Whereas you would have us
all ruled from Moscow

in the name of so called equality.

What you did was...was evil.

Well, you're about to find out
just how wrong you are.

There are the traitors.
There they are.

Put the gun down!

Arrest them.Now!

Get on the floor. Do it!

Now!

GUN CLATTERS TO THE FLOOR

Dismissed.

Everything is all right,

but one of your friends
has been hurt.

Only a flesh wound,
as I understand it.

My men are looking after her.Hurt?

Sorry. Who's... Who's hurt?

I'm sorry. I don't have any names.

I have to see. I have to go.
I'll get you a car.

Um... What my wife said
about those men

being experimented on. It's...

It's not true, is it?

I can't talk about that, sir.

And neither can you.

I'll get someone to take you
to the hospital.

THEY CHUCKLE

How do we...

..fix this?

We'll start again.

I want you to take the job.

Um... And I don't want
to leave the children behind.

I want us all
to start again in some...

..exciting new place.

Yes.

You'd be an excellent teacher.

Or maybe research,
or whatever you wanted.

I could make some calls, find out.

God, I'd like that.

Hello!Hello.

Why are you in an army car?

Because your mummy is a hero.

Come on, you.

Your very own big adventure.

Perhaps this time it will be.

We'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you too.

Send us a postcard, all right?
Let me know where you wind up.

I promise.

Take care.

Thank you.

I think you've caught
someone's eye.

Oh, God, that's Jasper.

SHE SCREAMS

Do you know who he was working for?

A couple of times he was in here
with two Maltese lads.

Maltese?

One of you is stealing from me.

Which one?