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Let me help out.

It's warm, boys.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Welcome to Great Paxford, boys.

Well, the poor devils look
absolutely shattered.

Hardly surprising given
they had to fight their way

out of Czechoslovakia
and across half of Europe.

At least Churchill committed
to getting them out.

I've been thinking,

someone who knows Adam
ought to say a few words

at the thanksgiving service
in his absence,

and as president of the WI...

Ha! Hardly appropriate for a member
of a secular pacifist organisation

to comment on the silencing
of church bells due to war.

If anyone's likely to know
what the vicar would have said

under the circumstances, it would
probably be the vicar's wife.

Our country is in a state
of war with Germany,

and as of this morning, Italy.

As a consequence, this station is on
high alert around the clock,

as is every man here.

The last thing they need is
the kind of distraction

you've been offering
Wing Commander Bowers.

Consorting with a married
officer undermines morale

and is utterly beyond the pale.

Sir, I never set out to distract...

You appear to be under the illusion
that this is a conversation.

It is not.

We've wasted quite enough
time on this. I agree.

Aircraftwoman Campbell,
you are to be dishonourably

discharged from the WAAF,
effective immediately.

Sir, please, I honestly...

As a consequence...

..this will prohibit you from
joining any other branch

of His Majesty's armed services.

Do you understand?

This is unfair.

You will be escorted off the station.

Wing Commander Bowers had me
transferred to his office...

Did you hear me, Miss Campbell?

What's happening to him? Is he being
dishonourably discharged?

Wing Commander Bowers is being
reassigned to another station.

You are dismissed.

Miss Campbell?

BELL RINGS
TANNOY: Scramble! Scramble!

BELL CONTINUES TO RING
Scramble! Scramble!

Laura.

Please don't be nice to me, Tom.
I simply want to leave and
never come back.

I'll drive you home.

Thank you.

Sir?

Oh, Sir!

Mrs Brindsley.

I'm sure I'm the
last person you want to see.

Not at all.

However, once again, I'm afraid
the information you request

is unavailable to the general
public at the present time.

I have an absolute right to
whatever information you have,

and I'll keep coming until
I get some answers.

At the very least, you must
be able to tell me

where my son's ship went down.
Was it near land?

That information, as you've been
repeatedly told, is restricted.

But I wouldn't tell another living
soul. Please, I...

I just want to find out
what happened.

Please, Mrs Brindsley, calm down.

I'm perfectly calm...

..under the circumstances.

I just need to be told what...

What happened to your son.

And I'm telling you, that at
present, I'm not at liberty to give

you any more information
than you've already had.

Which is none.

Well, in that case, I'd like
the name of your commanding officer.

Mrs Brindsley, that really won't
make any difference.

I can see why you'd say that.

But I'd like it, nevertheless.

Were you listening in to that call?

Not listening in,
so much as...checking.

Ah.

We're all being encouraged
to be on the lookout

for the out of the ordinary.

And what I'm doing is ensuring
the caller is the person they say

they are, and not a spy
of some kind.

Oh, I wasn't aware German spies
were expected in Cheshire.

3,000 Czech soldiers in the
village, Mrs Simms.

What about them?

Who's to say they're all Czech?

Who's saying they're not?

Can you tell the difference
between a Czech accent

and a German one?

Are you seriously suggesting that
3,000 German soldiers have snuck in

to the country by pretending to be
Czech and no one's noticed?

I'm saying we shouldn't assume
anything is as it seems anymore.

So, snooping...

Not snooping,

checking.

So, checking in on calls is,
in your mind,

a first line of defence?

Exactly.

Have you heard from Mr Simms at all?

No. Not yet.

And I suppose he's not
actually fighting, is he?

Just sitting behind the lines,
writing about fighting?

Yes.
SWITCHBOARD CLICKS

Writing about fighting.

Number, please.

Now there's a sight for
extremely sore eyes.

Nick!

You're back.

I'm taking up the post of
the station's new wing commander.

I did so well at Dunkirk,

the top brass has promoted me
out of the sky altogether.

Congratulations.

I'm sure it was thoroughly deserved.

Ah. I wish I shared your conviction.

Have you heard from Adam since?

Er, no. Nothing yet, no.

It was about as close to chaos
as I've ever seen in the military.

Men were being scooped up and
dumped just about anywhere

this side of the Channel, so...

..be patient.

I'm trying.

Well, do come round for tea once
you get your feet under the table.

Thanks. I'll, er...I'll be
sure to take you up on that.

Do.

I'm so pleased you're back safely.

MAN SHOUTS ANGRILY IN CZECH

Leave them be!

SHOUTING

Get off!

Stop it!

Take it back!

HE SHOUTS IN CZECH

He spilt my beer!

I know. It was a mistake, yeah?

Come on, come on.

He didn't know what you were saying.

He pays for another?
Of course, of course.

Here.

Take what it costs for beers
for you and your friends, yeah?

Come on. OK?

Here.

OK?

MRS SIMMS GROANS IN PAIN

HE SHOUTS IN CZECH

I'm very sorry. Are you hurt?

Your friend should watch where
he's going.

You can't just plough into people
when they're going about
their own business.

If you can't handle your drink,
don't go to the pub!

If you wish to lodge a complaint,
I'll take full responsibility.

My name is Captain Marek Novotny,

and I'm very sorry that you
were involved, Mrs...

Simms. Simms.

I don't need to make a complaint.

I simply need to be left in peace
when I'm walking through
my own village.

In future, watch what you're doing.

That's all you have to
do around here,

is watch what you're doing!

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Hello?

Laura?

Are you all right?

Dishonourably discharged.

But not just that.

Not just from the WAAF,
that's not enough.

I'm also banned from joining
any other branch of the services.

What happened? They painted me as
a little slut who lured Richard
into an affair... Laura!

..even though he pursued me!

Lied through his teeth about
his marriage,

but he's a wing commander,
so clearly none of that matters.

Look at me.

If you refuse to be defined
by this, you stand every chance

of getting through it.

His wife is divorcing him
for adultery

and plans to publicly name me
as the other party.

VOICE BREAKS: I don't know
what to do.

It's going to be all right.

You have my word.

You have my absolute word.

If you've read it, then why
haven't you done anything?

The article clearly said
that radiation treatment

has had considerable success.

What it actually said was
there has been

considerable success with
some cancer,

and considerable failure with others.

Why couldn't you be among
the successful?

As likely, possibly more likely,
it would make me worse.

Well, you can't say
that without trying it.

Surely it's worth a shot.

You're not listening to me.

No, you're the one who's
not listening.

If there's the slightest chance...

That's exactly what it is, Kate.

The very slightest chance.

There is no dignity in false hope.

None whatsoever.

I'm not prepared to gamble
with what little time I have left.

So you're just going to
do nothing then?

Couldn't I put the same
question to you?

Before you met Jack, you wanted
to become a nurse.

And then, as you said, I met Jack.

And now he's gone.

His life has been cruelly taken from
him, Kate. From both of you.

But yours hasn't.

Before telling me what I should do
with what's left of my life,

why not give some thought to
what you might do with
the rest of yours?

Now, hang on a minute!

I do understand how hard

this must have been for you. Will?

That's for you.

Good day.

Aren't you going to ask how it went?

I expect it went the same
as the last time.

Well, you'd be wrong.

This time I have the name of someone
in real authority to write to.

Don't get your hopes up.

They know what happened, Bryn.

Even if they do, you can't
expect them

to give away military positions.

I'm not asking for that.

But one thing leads to another,
doesn't it?

If they tell you, they got to
tell everyone and suddenly

the information gets out they need
to keep under wraps.

David will be home in time to meet
his brother or sister, Bryn.
Mark my words.

Miriam, you... Mark them.

Christ. How could she have
been so stupid?

Because she's young
and naive, Will.

But Wing Commander Bowers wasn't.
No.

He knew precisely what he was doing.

We need to do something and fast.

But what can you actually do?

Will.

Go back to Italy, you dirty wop!

THEY CHANT: Dirty wop,
dirty wop, dirty wop,

dirty wop, dirty wop.

That's enough! That is enough!

What on earth do you think
you're all doing?

Go!

Mrs Esposito, are you all right?

What Italy has done is terrible.

Mussolini is terrible.

But this has been my country
for many years,

I have made my home here.

I'm so sorry.

It won't happen
again from those children.

You can take my word on that.

Morning, Bryn.

RADIO PLAYS SWING MUSIC

KNOCK AT DOOR

Good afternoon, Mrs Simms.

Captain Novotny.

Come in.

I came to apologise for what
happened outside the pub yesterday.

I asked someone where you live.

I hope you don't mind.

From myself and my men.

These really aren't necessary.

I don't know what to say.

You can say, "I'll put them
into water before they die."

Very well, I'll put them
into water before they die.

And, please, my name is Marek.

Should have a vase somewhere.

I don't usually have flowers.

My husband doesn't like flowers.

I didn't know it was possible
to dislike flowers.

He says they remind him
of how short life is.

Short, yes, but...beautiful.

That's very poetic for a soldier.

When I'm not fighting for my
country, I'm a teacher.

Oh, yes? Of what?

Ironically, German.

You know your shirt is torn.

Yeah.

One of many repairs
I need to attend to.

I can do that if you'd like to
leave it with me.

In the meantime, you could borrow
one of my husband's.

STUTTERS: That's very kind, but...
I insist.

As my thank you for the flowers.

One of Bob's should fit. Wait there.

Edith. Against the wall.

Bye-bye, love. George. You too.

Quick as you can.

Go forward, Edith, please.

You too, Oliver. Against the wall.

Against the wall, please, Albert.

Yes, Miss.

Do any of you know why you're
stood here instead of inside?

Mrs Esposito has lived
in Great Paxford for 19 years.

That's twice as long
as you've been alive.

Well, I'm nearly 11...

Albert Stoddard!

Don't even think about
finishing that sentence

or I will come down on you like
a ton of bricks, lad.

She chose to live in England.

She lives with us, among us,
causing no harm to anybody.

So why do you think that
she deserved to be treated the way

you all treated her this morning?

My dad says she shouldn't be here.

Albert,

does your dad know that Mrs
Esposito hates everything

that Mussolini stands for?

Did any of you even bother to find
that out before calling her names?

ALL: No, Miss.

You will all write a letter
of apology to that poor woman.

Understood?

ALL: Yes, Miss.

In.

Please repeat after me.

I do solemnly declare...
I do solemnly declare...

..that I know not of any
lawful impediment...

..that I know not of any
lawful impediment...

..why, I, Claire Louise Hillman...

..why, I, Claire Louise Hillman...

..may not be joined in matrimony
to Spencer Wilson.

..may not be joined in matrimony
to Spencer Wilson.

Spencer, please repeat after me.
I do solemnly declare...

I do solemnly declare...

..that I know not of any lawful
impediment why, I, Spencer Wilson

may not be joined in matrimony to
Claire Louise Hillman...

No regrets?

Give me a chance. I've only been
married three and a half minutes!

About getting married
without telling anybody.

Not even your mother.

No fuss.

Perfect.

Mr and Mrs Wilson.

Say that again.

Mr... Mm, just the
"Mrs Wilson" part?

Only me and thee, Mrs Wilson.

Your country's very beautiful.

Well, you only get this view
if you take the shortcut.

And into all this beauty burst
loud, drunken Czechs.

Well, defending themselves
against loud, drunken Brits.

It was a situation we shall be
careful to avoid in the future.

We do not want people to be worried
every time they see Czech soldiers.

The village is holding a
service tomorrow to mark

the silencing of the church bells.

Why don't you come with your men?

Show the village they have
nothing to fear.

We are 3,000.

The fear probably lies
in our number.

Perhaps don't bring all of them.

CHURCH BELL RINGS

Were you married there?

Oh, we married in Manchester,
where we met.

We moved here because Bob
thought it'd be easier to write

in the countryside.

The open skies, fresh air.

Also better for children.

Bob and his career take
a lot of looking after.

Wasn't any room for children.

Are you married?

My wife died of tuberculosis
three years ago.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

It's time I got back to
the camp, so...

Right.

Straight ahead.

It's much quicker than going
all the way around.

Thank you, Mrs Simms.

Please. Pat.

You're very welcome.

As you will be at tomorrow's service.

Goodbye...Pat.

Wing Commander Bowers?

Dr Campbell, Laura's father.

I was just going to see the
adjutant about her dismissal.

It won't make any difference.

Do you have even the slightest
remorse for what you've

done to my daughter?

Laura's an adult, Dr Campbell.

Except that she isn't, is she?

Not in any true understanding
of the word.

To all intents and purposes,
she is still a girl.

In her father's eyes, perhaps.

If the adjutant won't reverse
his decision,

the very least I need from you
is to drop Laura's name

from your divorce.

I'm sorry, old chap.

It's not in my gift.

So speak to your wife.

Do you think I haven't tried?

The thing about my wife,
Dr Campbell,

is that she's a miserable bitch.

Once she settles on a course
of action, there's no deterring her.

I wonder if she was a miserable
bitch when you married her.

Or do you turn perfectly
happy, balanced women

into that by your behaviour?

I think you'd better leave
the station

before I have you thrown off.

Yes, I think you're probably right.

One last thing... I really
must get on.

Of course. I was simply going to ask
you to hold my hat for a moment.

Your hat?

I was aiming for your mouth,

but I rather think I broke
your nose by mistake.

I would offer to fix it, but I won't.

Sorry, old chap.

It's not in my gift.

Mrs Collingborne?

Yes.

I have a telegram for you.

Thank you.

Any reply?

No. No reply.

DOOR OPENS

Thank you, Martin.

This is the fourth time
you've brought me here
in the last three weeks.

I don't know what else you
want me to say.

Please sit down, Mrs Scotlock.

Are you going to charge me or not?

Please.

Sit down.

After a great deal of deliberation,
it's been decided that all charges

of accounting fraud against you

are to be dropped.

What?

Your involvement with Hughes
and his grubby profiteers

has left you with a valuable
combination of skills and
experience, Mrs Scotlock.

We've decided it would be a waste
to see those wither in prison.

Instead, we have an offer
we'd like to make you.

An offer?

And if I decline, will the
charges be reinstated?

They will remain dropped.

All you have to do

is consider my proposal...

..and make your decision.

I'm appealing to your patriotism.

Worried?

Yes. A bit.

No need.

You'll be fine.

Anything else I can get for you?

Um, no. Thank you.

You haven't called your mother yet.

No rush.

Well, why don't you
telephone her now?

Could do.

Or...

..we could both stop playing
for time.

Very well, Mr Wilson.

Let's go, before I lose my nerve.

At least you know he's alive.

But not where he's being
held prisoner

or what state he's in or what
conditions they're being kept in.

He's twice the age of the men he's
been captured with, don't forget.

Twice as wily, twice as experienced.

We don't have any idea what
the Nazis are doing with prisoners.

They have to abide by the
Geneva Conventions.

Wherever he is, Adam will
be calculating

what he needs to do to
get home to you.

In the meantime, you need to
tell the village.

No, I don't want to tell
anyone anything. Not yet.

He is their vicar, too.

Adam isn't my vicar, Peter,

he's my husband.

Of course. I didn't mean
to suggest...

People will only be sympathetic.

I'm not ready for their sympathy.

You must do what you feel is best.

I know that this could be a
lot worse...

..but this is bad enough for me.

DOG WHIMPERS

Here you go.

DOOR OPENS

Well?

They've dropped the charges.

What? Not against the others, but...

..I'm free to go.

How come?

Well, they decided I was
telling the truth,

and that I'd been placed
in an impossible position.

Alison! That's fantastic news!

Well, it certainly took me
by surprise.

Oh!

When your name is cited
in this divorce, Laura,

things could become very difficult.

It might result in a very public
humiliation.

You need to prepare for that.

I know.

KNOCK AT DOOR
I'll go.

People will make assumptions
because he has rank and status

and you don't.

And because...

..well, because you're a young
woman who must, of course,

have thrown herself at the
upright wing commander.

Let them think what they like.

Those closest to you know you

and we know they're wrong.

More bills. Excellent.

Something for you?

I've been offered an interview
to train to be a nurse

at St Thomas's Hospital.

What?

I had no idea you'd applied. Did you?

None whatsoever.

That's fantastic news, Kate.
Well done.

Thank you.

Immensely proud of you.

Are you sure you want to go all the
way to London to train?

Laura will need all our support...

It's the best training hospital in
England. She has to go.

Jack would be very proud of you.

Thank you.

Now it's your turn.

I'm a doctor, Kate. I really don't
need to become a nurse as well.

To seriously consider
radiation treatment.

Since when have you been
considering that?

Since now.

If I'm to move forward with my life,

shouldn't you at least try to move
forward with yours?

Very well.

I will seriously consider it.

Good.

MAN, ON PHONE: That will be fine.

How do you think your
mother's likely to react?

She'll be disappointed
she wasn't there,

but once I explain why we
want it between ourselves,

I'm pretty sure she'll understand.

I don't want her thinking
it was my decision alone.

I'll make that very clear.

And she's the first person
we're telling.

Exactly.

Go on, then.

OPERATOR: Chester switchboard.
Number, please.

Great Paxford 343, please.

SWITCHBOARD CLICKS

I have a call for Great
Paxford 343.

Putting the caller through now.

WOMAN, ON PHONE: Hello?

Hello? Mother?

Spencer!

I wanted you to be the first to
know that Claire and I are married.

Married? When?

In Chester. Oh! Today.

CONVERSATION CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY

Captain Novot...

..Marek. Pat.

Come in.

So, I sent some men to your service.

Clean. Smart. Not drunk.

Oh, wonderful.

So if it's ready, I'd like to
attend in my uniform.

Of course. I have it here.

Thank you.

It's like new.

Thank you so much.

So how do I look?

Extremely smart.

Thank you, Pat.

How long will your meeting take?

Well, uh, Helen just wants to go
through the quarterly figures,

so it shouldn't take too long.

Try and make it to the service.

Sarah could use as much
support as we can give her

when she's making her speech.

Bring Helen, if you're overrunning.
Finish off in the house afterwards.

Well, let's hope it doesn't
come to that.

Bye-bye. Bye.

Good morning, Mrs Barden.

I was just wondering if
Claire was home.

She's not due back until later.

Oh, then I wonder
if you might give her this.

So I might be among the first
to offer my congratulations

on her nuptials.

Her what?

Nuptials!

To Spencer.

I think you must have the wrong
end of the stick

or the wrong stick altogether.

I don't think I have.

Pretty sure I'm holding the right
stick at the right end.

Claire went to see a friend
in Chester for a couple of days.

Odd she didn't inform her employer
of such significant plans.

But perhaps she wanted
to surprise you.

If you could give her my card
upon her return,

I'd be most grateful.

Good day.

The radio this morning said
there are 80,000 aliens

in the country.

Churchill's rounding them up.

Every single one.

Good.

Stan!

We all know Mrs Esposito.

Do we?

With the nation's back to
the wall, who can we really trust?

Looks like now really isn't the time
to stand out from the crowd.

Where are they taking her, Miss?

I honestly don't know.

We never gave her our letter.

CONGREGATION SINGS
MUSIC: He Who Would Valiant Be

# ..'gainst all disaster

# Let him in constancy

# Follow the master

# There's no discouragement

# Shall make him once relent

# His first avowed intent

# To be a pilgrim.

# Since, Lord, thou dost defend

# Us with thy spirit

# We know we at the end

# Shall life inherit

# Then fancies flee away

# I'll fear not what men say

# I'll labor night and day

# To be a pilgrim. #

I've been asked to say a few words
on behalf of my absent husband.

You and I know that Reverend
Collingborne would have moved

heaven and earth to be with
us this morning.

He loved listening to the bells.

He often sat in church during
bell ringing practice

VOICE TREMBLES: in order to...

..in order to be surrounded by what
he calls "their magnificent din."

Unfortunately,

I received notification that
Reverend Collingborne,

that my husband,

your vicar, has been taken prisoner

along with several soldiers
of his regiment.

In this I'm all too well aware that

I'm in the same boat as
several women here,

while several others
are trying to come to terms

with far worse news.

This is not an easy time.

After today, we will next hear
these bells proclaiming

invasion or victory.

We don't know which.

But before they give their last,
let's remember that we are all

fighting in our own way

to prevent an even worse
time to come.

CHURCH BELLS RING

BELL RINGING CONTINUES

Excuse me!

Very nice to see you.

Nice to see you.

Claire, I had the most extraordinary
encounter with Jenny this morning.

She seemed to be under the bizarre
impression that you hadn't gone

to see a friend, as you'd told me,

but that you'd snuck away
to get married.

Well, I said that couldn't
possibly be true,

because you would simply
have told me.

Oh.

She was telling the truth. Mm.

How did Jenny...
No, I'm sorry, Mrs Barden.

We just wanted to get married
quietly, without any hoo-ha.

Well, I wouldn't have insisted
on any "hoo-ha", it's...

Does this mean you're leaving us?

Oh, no. The plan was to live at
Spencer's mother's house,

but come and do the same
hours every day.

Does your mother know what
you've done,

and what you're planning to do?

We told her first thing
this morning,

and we were going to tell you
as soon as we got back.

Well, I don't know what to say.

Except...

Did you really think you'd get
away completely scot-free?

Bob Simms. Leg wounds.

Right. Bed six.

Detective Sergeant Reynolds, please.

Albert!

Can I leave a message?

The message is, I've given his offer
a great deal of consideration

and the answer is yes.

CRASHING, GLASS SHATTERS

Mr Barden!

What's happened? Keep Mrs
Barden away.

Keep Mrs Barden away!

That's Peter's car!
Frances, come back!

Charlotte Bowers is to divorce
Wing Commander Richard Bowers.

You mustn't let the gossip get
to you too much, eh?

You'd expect something to
suggest where a 20% share

of the business might be owed.

Dr Campbell, this treatment won't
just tire you out a tad.

LOUD BANG
Will! I slipped.

I'm calling an ambulance.

Have you been to see your husband?

He's quite badly injured.

You were the last person I
expected to see.

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