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The doctor told me there's no
possibility of you climbing stairs
for some time.

I'm putting a bed in the study.

My name is Captain Marek Novotny.

And I'm very sorry that you were
involved.

Why do you go out and wait for the
bus every morning

if you've given up all hope he'll
return?

This isn't about David.

This is about the new baby.

David's brother or sister?

She's brave to show her face.

I'd go so far as to say shameless.

Hop in, Laura. I'll drop you home.

You can't afford to be associated
with me.

Peter instructed that 20% of the
company

should be placed in a separate
trust.

Guard position!

Short thrust.

Four steps...

# I can see them talking but I only
hear the voices in my head

# Waiting for the moment they'll be
calling to me

Go! Argh!
# And if I try I'll remember all the
words I've never said

# Only now the others hold
no meaning for me

# And I see with wide-open eyes of
blindness

# I'll leave the ever-calling cries
in silence

# Every place we go, we shouldn't go

# We see, we shouldn't see

# We know, we'll never know
We'll go

# Then all I want
All I see

# All I fear is waiting for me

# Now I see way over

# I'll be with

# Eyes wide open

# I hear ever-calling cries... #

Oh, come along, Roger.

It doesn't take that long to read.

"To my darling Helen."

"Yours always. P."

And you say this was among Peter's
personal effects from the car?

I think it's reasonable to assume

that he was planning to give her the
necklace

at a suitable point in the day.

Peter always knew just the right
moment for a romantic gesture.

I'm assuming you knew about the
affair.

What are you wrestling with, Roger?

Your client confidentiality or your
conscience? Frances!

You drew up a codicil to Peter's will

in which he left 20% of the business
to someone else.

You presumably know their identity.

Helen Lakin.

Yes?
HE SIGHS

20% suggests that they were...

..involved for a fair amount of time.

Would it not?

How long exactly?

For God's sake, they're both dead.

What difference can it possibly
make now?

I'm afraid my hands are tied.

I was about to go.

Sorry, Mrs Talbot, didn't realise
what the time was.

You got it then?

Yes.

What you selling at?

Two bob a pound. Two bob?!

No. I can buy it for one-and-six in
town on the ration.

The price is the price, Mrs Talbot.

You are a crook, young man.

Just two final items.

We are all aware of a rumour
of a black market

springing up in the village.

Should we be doing more to encourage
our members to resist temptation?

I'm not sure it's the WI's business
to tell people what to do.

By the end of the war,

we'll each have to live with our own
conscience.

If these scumbags don't feel we're
all in this together,

then a stern word from the WI's
unlikely

to put them off fiddling the system.

We occasionally get some in the shop,

hoping for something extra under the
counter.

Bryn gives 'em short shrift.

So there has to be enforced,

but by the authorities, not by the
Women's Institute.

And lastly, the cultural afternoon
at the Czech camp.

Given their bumpy introduction
to the village,

this is intended to be a
fence-mending exercise.

Everyone is invited.

Well, I'm happy to go up there
this afternoon

and let them know the Great
Paxford's WI would love to attend.

Well, replying by post will surely
suffice.

Well, with all due respect,

I think it would strike a better
note

to accept an invitation like this
in person.

I think you might be right, Mrs
Simms.

Thank you.

I can assure you you're not being
singled out.

Nor do I agree that this amounts to
harassment.

MAN ON PHONE ARGUES

The surgery provides a service that
has to be paid for.

You've had the treatment, so...
HE HANGS UP

Infuriating man.

Be so much easier to bear losing
patients

if they were all the late payers.

Have more left today?

Two more.

It isn't getting easier, Will.

If it continues, we could soon find
ourselves in real trouble.

I've been wondering if it's worth
asking

if the Czechs could use your
services.

The Czechs?

Well, there are so many of them.

Difficult to believe a local
physician

with your experience couldn't be
useful.

What do you think?

Clearly we have to do something.

PHONE RINGS

RINGING CONTINUES

Hello?

ON PHONE: Joyce, how much longer is
this nonsense likely to continue?

If nonsense is how you continue
to interpret what this is, Douglas,

then it's clearly not time for me
to come back.

No, nothing has changed about the
squalid manner

in which you are pursuing your
ambitions.

ON PHONE: I don't see why you can't
eat a magpie, they're just birds...

JOYCE: Oh, I think it's you who's
being naive, Douglas.

Given the way things are going,

any attempt to enter politics in the
foreseeable future

are just a complete waste of time.

Will you read the papers?

How long before a swastika's
flying over Parliament?

A month?

Two months?

Don't bother me again.

Unless it's to tell me that you've
changed your mind.

A Mrs Collingborne here to see you,
Wing Commander.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Uh, the Czechs have invited the
village

to a cultural afternoon at their
camp

to, uh, defuse the tensions that
have been building up.

There've been a few altercations.

Yes, I'd heard.

And you'd like us to provide air
cover?

Well, that was going to be my
second request

if you turned down my first. Which
is?

Might you be able to send some
people along?

The Czechs have been through a
terrible ordeal

and I think that your people are
going through something similar.

Just having British servicemen
around

who've seen combat like them

might help break the ice.

You mean if all else fails, we can
talk about guns?

No, no, I didn't, I didn't... I'm
teasing.

Although, if all else did fail,

we could actually talk about guns.

At which point we declare the entire
event a miserable failure

and just leave. Quite.

Well, duties allowing,

I'm happy to send a truckload
of people.

Thank you.

I understand there'll be Czech folk
dancing.

Folk dancing?

In which case I shall drive the
truck personally.

What time are they bringing him home
tomorrow?

Early morning.

Perhaps we should...

..stop seeing each other for a while.

I have to be able to see you.

But if it proves impossible?

As long as we're careful.

The time I've spent with you

has been the most honest I've felt
in years.

We can continue to see one another.

Marek.

If you want to as much as I do.

Good afternoon, my name is Mrs
Campbell

and I have an appointment to speak
to Colonel Cipris.

You want to see a swastika over
parliament?!

Piss off to Germany!

Careful, careful, Pat.

I am being careful, Bob.

Pain?

Well, nothing on top of what I
brought back from France.

And you have the pain relief from
the hospital? I do.

I'm next door if you need anything.

Thanks for your help, Doctor
Campbell.

We really appreciate it.

Pat'll see you out. Of course.

Now, if there's anything you need,
all you need is a call.

Everything you need is within arm's
reach.

What's that?

What? That new dress.

I go away, risk my life

and you go on a spending spree?

I paid for it out of my own money
from the exchange.

Yeah but you've got clothes.

I have very old clothes

that are covered in patches and
repairs.

Sell it or take it to the jumble.

I don't care which, but it's going.

You're tired.

Take it off, Pat.

You look like someone trying to be
more interesting

than they really are.

Oh!

I'm afraid I need your help again.

There's no need to apologise, come
in.

Would you mind if we spoke out here?

I've more or less had it confirmed

that Peter and Helen Lakin

were having a long-term affair when
they died.

I don't know who knows what at the
factory,

so I don't know who I can trust
there.

I need you to be my eyes and ears.

Would you consider working for me?

I don't mind helping out from time
to time, of course.

You understand business in a way I
don't.

I'll pay you over the going rate for
your time.

Thereby confirming that you really
don't understand business.

The going rate will be fine.

I fully appreciate that you have
your own clients.

Whatever I can do for you, Frances,
you only have to ask.

Thank you.

At the moment there are...

..so very few people in my life I
can trust.

You most certainly are one of them.

Just so you know...

..today was my last morning at the
bus stop.

You're giving up on him? No, I'm
not giving up on him.

I'm just...

..letting him go. It's the same
thing. No, it isn't.

I waited there day after day

because I thought it might help us...

..slowly come to terms with the
fact...

..the fact, Mim...

..that David isn't coming home.

But it isn't a fact.

The telegram said missing. Because
they don't have his body.

Weigh it up.

I swear to God, the only conclusion
you'll reach...

..is that David has been taken from
us.

TYPEWRITER TAPS

TAPPING INTENSIFIES

KETTLE WHISTLES

NOISES ECHO

I have a shift this afternoon at the
exchange.

Well, cancel it.

I can't.

We're very short-handed.

I don't care. I need you here.

I can get everything you need ready
before I go.

Why is this so difficult for you to
understand?

You're not going.

Stop me.

Do not defy me, Pat.

I'm warning you.

No, Bob, as usual, you're threatening
me.

And that only works if I'm
frightened of you.

Pat?

How did you get on?

At the Czech camp.

Accepting the invitation?

Oh, yes.

Uh...

It's fine.

It's all good.

Is everything all right?

I'm meant to be working a shift at
the exchange

which Bob isn't entirely happy about.

I see.

I think I should probably just
cancel.

Why don't you let me keep an eye on
him while you do the shift?

No, Erica.

No, that would be too much of an
imposition.

Nonsense.

I'd be happy to help out.

You're absolutely sure?

Do the shifts.

I'll keep Bob plied with coffee and
biscuits.

Thank you.

That should keep the weather out
until you replace the pane.

I'm indebted to you, Mr Wilson.

Are you sure you don't want me
to call the police?

Oh, no, no, I believe that I can
resolve this myself.

Your wife works at the exchange,
does she not?

On shift today, in fact. Mm.

Would there ever be an occasion

when she might listen in to a
telephone conversation?

Well, she is exceedingly nosy.

I see. But she's very
self-disciplined.

She'd never listen in to a call.

That said, there are others at the
exchange

who may have a little less self
control than my wife.

Damn it.

Is everything all right?

Damn ribbon broke.

Pat keeps a supply in the kitchen
somewhere.

Middle drawer of the dresser.

Can't find one.

Well, she has some kind of system

for what gets put where, I don't
know.

I'll go next door and ring Pat.

ON PHONE: Number, please.

Hello, Claire, could I please speak
to Pat?

Mrs Simms isn't here, Mrs Campbell.

Are you sure?

Quite sure.

She isn't down for a shift today.

Oh.

I see.

My mistake, Claire. Sorry to have
bothered you.

No bother.

DOOR OPENS

PAT: Sorry I'm late.

Lots of calls.

They didn't care I arrived late for
a shift.

How did you find Bob?

Last time I looked, he'd nodded off.

Excellent.

I need to talk to you.

What about?

The ribbon from his typewriter
broke.

Oh, yes? I called the exchange

to find out where you keep his
spares.

Erica, I can explain.

There's no need.

What do you mean?

I saw you the other day at the
Czech camp

with the Czech soldier. Right. So.
Yeah...

So you saw me meeting Colonel Cipris,

accepting... It wasn't Colonel
Cipris.

I was with Colonel Cipris.

You walked out of the woods
with a different man.

Erica, please.

I gave Bob the ribbon from my
surgery typewriter.

Seems to work well enough.

Thank you.

Erica... I understand why you felt
the need to lie to me

about where you were going.

But don't you realise how dangerous
what you're doing is?

If Bob never finds out... What if I
hadn't been able

to cover for you today?

What about the next time you sneak
away?

Or the time after that or the time
after that?

Thank you for helping out today.

I didn't want to believe it.

My own flesh and blood stealing
from his family.

But I couldn't think of any other
explanation.

Mum... I may have only recently
learned to read, Stanley,

but I have always been able to count.

Ah-ah. Out.

I know this prevents livestock
getting out of the farm,

but it won't stop German soldiers
getting in for very long.

Point's not to stop them getting in,

but to slow them down long enough

for you, Steph and Stan to get the
guns and hide.

Stan!

Look who I caught helping himself to
our butter to flog under the counter.

Only trying to make a bit extra for
us.

It's called the black market,
Stanley.

They send out spies to catch people
like you.

You could end up in prison.

How did you think it could help?
Does it matter?

The more money we have, the better,

to get things we need when the
Jerries invade.

Or for bribes.

Why don't we cross the bridge marked
"Bribing Nazis" when we get to it,
eh?

Tell him, Stan.

I think he's right.

Isabel, are the words coming out of
my mouth

making sense to you at least?

I suppose Stanley's only thinking
ahead.

Isn't that a good idea? No.

It's as dangerous as this idiot
teaching him

to bayonet highly-trained German
infantry.

When the Jerries do invade, it'll
be too late to prepare.

The time is now.

This goes back in the store.

Then you'll hand over every
ill-gotten penny you've made.

I was only trying to help.

I know.

Go on.

You carry on like this, you're going
to get him killed.

He's not a kid anymore.

He's not a bloody soldier either.

So why are you treating him like one?

I take it it was you that I have to
thank

for this coming through my door this
morning.

I wonder how the rest of the village
would feel to know

that you listen in to their private
conversations.

Now, wait a minute.

You take notes?!

Now, look,

you said you'd hope the swastika

would be flying over Parliament
within two months.

I made an observation to my husband

about the way I thought the war was
currently going.

Not that I was glad that it was
going that way.

You sounded pleased.

So you decided to spread the word
that I'm a Nazi sympathiser?

I'm only trying to listen out for
alarm and despondency

like the government asked us to.

Listening to people's conversations

is certainly not what the government
was asking.

Those with nothing to hide, have
nothing to fear.

Except from unaccountable imbeciles
spreading lies.

Give me that book.

It's mine. Come on.

The book? Yes.

The contents? Most definitely not.

DOOR KNOCKS

Come in.

Mrs Barden, may I introduce Neil and
Ian Lyons?

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs
Barden.

I am so sorry to learn of your
recent tragic loss.

Words can barely express.

Thank you, gentlemen.

This is our accountant, Mrs Scotlock.

Mr Taylor, you've already met.

How do you do?

I'm afraid I'm due at another
meeting,

but I leave you in eminently capable
hands.

Gentlemen, please. Take a seat.

So I hope they're hungry.

The amount that we've got going.

Do you need a lift?

We wouldn't mind!

Your parachute silk price-per-yard

is significantly below the rate of
our current silk suppliers.

We recognise that we have to be
competitive to win the business.

And once you've won it, will your
prices inexorably rise?

Not our style.

We want to forge a long-term
relationship with this company.

But your figures don't seem
sustainable, Mr Lyons.

As my brother said, we want the
business for the long-term.

Yes, but to put it bluntly, you're
liable to make a loss.

Why don't you let us worry about
our bottom line, Mrs Scotlock?

Whilst you appreciate what this
price can do for your own.

FOLK MUSIC PLAYS

I assumed you were going to be good
at this.

All pilots are trained in
continental dance,

in case we go down in enemy
territory

and have to blend in with the
locals.

Clearly, I missed a key class
in grace and coordination.

Oh, for God's sake, don't stop.

They might get offended.

The new wing commander seems
to be enjoying himself.

He's certainly giving it his all.

I know your husband is being held

many hundreds of miles away, Mrs
Collingborne,

but I advise you to remember that to
the rest of the village,

you remain the vicar's wife.

I haven't forgotten for a moment.

Watching you dance with the wing
commander,

less sophisticated minds might
think otherwise.

This is a dangerous time to become
the subject of gossip.

Right, drink up,

intel from the punch table

is that some form of square
dancing's on its way.

Oh no, not for me, I'm afraid.

I think I rolled my ankle trying to
avoid one of your flailing legs.

I have a reputation for leaving
broken women in my wake.

Not broken-hearted, you understand?

Just broken.

Miss Fenchurch looks ready to rejoin
the fray.

Teresa!

The wing commander needs a
partner for the next dance.

Oh, I'm no Ginger Rogers, I'm
afraid.

My mother said I was born with three
left feet.

Three? That's the perfect number
for absolute stability.

Stability? Maybe. Mobility? Not so
much.

Ha. Go on, I'll give it my best
shot.

At least I can tell my mother I've
danced with a wing commander.

Come on.

DOOR KNOCKS

Come in.
DOOR OPENS

Mrs Barden, Mr Lakin for you.

Thank you for coming, Mr Lakin.

Frances Barden. Peter's wife.

My deepest condolences, Mrs Barden.

We've lost two very special people.

Please sit.

You asked to see me?

I wanted to ask what you know
about the relationship

between my husband and your daughter.

She thought he was a tremendous
employer.

Were you aware that they were
having an affair?

Oh, you were.

Do you know how long for?

Is this why you've asked me here?

To ask questions you already know
the answers to?

Oh, I have so many questions, Mr
Lakin,

and so few answers.

I think I should leave... My
husband left 20% of this factory

to an unknown party.

Did you know that?

Now, look, I don't know what game
you're trying to play with me...

Oh, I'm not interested in games,
Mr Lakin.

I'm only interested in finding out
the truth.

I thought as much.

You've brought me here to tell me
you're going to contest the will.

Oh, even if I wanted to contest the
will,

my solicitor tells me that I have no
grounds.

A 20% share can't affect any
decision

made by the 80% shareholder.

But they will always be there,
won't they?

In the background, a constant
reminder.

Oh! Oh, listen.

It fair knocked us for six

when we learned what he left her...
Oh, I can imagine.

Whatever we decide to do with it,

it will be in Noah's best long-term
interests.

Noah? That the legacy now passes to
him will be small consolation

for the loss of his mother,

but the annual dividend will cover
his schooling

and the capital should secure
his future.

Her son?

Helen has a child?

You didn't know?

I had no idea.

The presence of a bastard in one's
family

isn't something to shout
from the rooftops,

even one as splendid and sharp as
Noah.

How...?

How old is the boy?

He'll be 11 come November.

11.

Helen brought him up here all the
time.

Noah loves his visits to the
factory.

'Uncle' Peter explaining how
everything works,

spoiling him rotten with sweets and
toys.

Your husband really took the boy
under his wing.

Since when?

Since the day he was born, Mrs
Barden.

I'm assuming a dance with your
wheezy old man

is out of the question.

To show those who grind us down that
we refuse to be crushed.

FOLK MUSIC PLAYS

Mind if I cut in, sir? Yes, I
don't... Not at all.

You're missed at the station.

Not by everyone, I'm not.

You are by me.

Don't. I don't care two hoots what
people think.

Of you.

Or me, for that matter.

You were a long time talking with the
Colonel.

His command of English isn't very
good.

And the eventual gist?

It seems they don't need any more
doctors.

I see. But what they do lack is
daily access to a pharmacist.

What do you think?

I mean, I already said yes, but
what do you think?

I think you should say yes.

That's what I thought you'd think.

I'm so lucky to have you.

Come on.

The name you left was Lyons.

There was something about them I
really didn't like.

They felt...

The only way I can describe them...

..'Off' in some way.

As if they would secure the
contract come what may.

Your instinct is spot on.

The Lyons are known to us.

That's good to know.

I'll tell Mrs Barden to give them
the widest of berths.

On the contrary.

Tell her to accept their offer.

I don't understand, you just said...

Do everything in your power to make
it happen.

Their involvement in the factory

presents a major opportunity for us

to finally get someone on the inside
of one of their operations.

Mrs Barden is a good friend of mine.

If these men are as dangerous
as you say they are...

Set your personal loyalties to one
side, Mrs Scotlock,

and focus on your public duty.

This is when "For King and country"
really means something.

Please get them into the factory.

FOLK MUSIC PLAYS

Excuse me, madam,

may I have the honour of the next
dance, please?

I'm here with my husband.

Would you mind terribly, sir?

No, no, no. By all means.

Us veterans, we have to take our R&R

when we can find it.

I really don't think it's a good
idea.

For once in your life, don't be so
damn miserable.

Dance with the man.

Thank you, sir.

Madam.

What in God's name do you think
you're doing?

From your description, I would not
have thought your husband

would want to attend this event.

He insisted at the last minute,

to keep an eye on me.

Well, let him keep an eye on you and
I dancing together.

I don't think I can do this. You
dance very well.

I don't think I can continue to see
you now Bob's back.

But you said if we were careful.

I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

The lies have started already,

and I'm scared.

You don't have to be.

Oh, I do.

I'm so very sorry.

Good dancer.

Thank you. No, not you.

Who's that?

She's not wife, is she?

Air transport auxiliary.

She flies training planes around
the country

to wherever they're needed.

She flies planes? Yeah.

Annie, Miss Fenchurch here finds it
difficult to believe you can fly.

Well, you must have heard of Amy
Johnson.

Yes, of course.

I just didn't realise the RAF used
female pilots.

Begrudgingly. Yeah, not me.

Do you fly Hurricanes?

We're not allowed

because we'd show the boys up.

Superb pilot.

Pity she's not a man,

she'd almost certainly be top of my
kill book.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

I thought you were at the factory.

Helen has a son as old as their
affair.

Peter's?

As sure as I am that you're my
sister.

You are my sister, aren't you?

SIREN BLARES

Go to the shelter with everybody.

Why aren't you coming?

I'm going to go and see if they
need me.

If they don't, I'll come
and find you.

SIREN CONTINUES, CROWD PANICS

Don't blame the boy.

I don't.

I blame you and your constant
talk of invasion.

Our son's protected, Stan.

I want him kept out of harm's way
as long as humanly possible.

If you think that's gonna happen,
then you're living in a dream.

If the Germans invade,

it's because you and your army
couldn't defend us.

Then all the barbed wire,

the reinforced fencing and hidden
weapons,

none of it'll make a blind bit of
difference.

WHISPERS: I'm likely to need some
more.

Is it extra butter you're after, Mrs
Talbot?

I hope not.

Two ounces a week per person from
the grocers,

like everyone else.

Good of your, uh, Czech friend and
his pals

to escort us over here.

Well, they felt it their
responsibility to see us to safety.

And he is not my friend.

Well, didn't you get acquainted
while you were dancing?

No, not really.

BOMBS WHISTLE AND EXPLODE

EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE

Bloody hell, that was close. Why
would they be bombing us

when the target is Liverpool?

It's not just Liverpool.

It's the canals transporting
armaments.

It's anywhere else they want to
target to destroy our morale.

Or just pilots dumping bombs early
to get back to Germany

before they're shot down.

That's not right.

It's war.

What has right got to do with
anything?

You all need to get your heads out
of your backsides

and understand what's going to
happen when the Nazis come.

That's enough, Stan.

Stan... It won't be like the last
one...

..fought somewhere over the horizon.

The Nazis are on their way.

I've seen them.

And they are merciless.

BOMB EXPLODES

Oh, shit.

Quiet. Quiet, please.

An unexploded bomb has landed
just 30 feet

from the top of those stairs.

Now the tiniest vibration could set
it off.

Everyone remain calm.

I'm going to go call the army.

I am trained in explosives.

I think we should leave this to the
British boys...

We might not have the time.

Do you have basic tools in the
house?

Screwdrivers? Wire cutters? Pliers?

This way.

Everybody stay exactly where you are.

Be careful.

PEOPLE CHATTER NERVOUSLY

THEY LAUGH WITH RELIEF

I'll get a broom.

IN DISTANCE: Dad!

Dad!

Miriam!

I still can't believe it.

Mim, you did believe.

I couldn't, but...

But you...

And I'll never understand how.

But you did.

Thank you.

Yeah, I just want to check.

I've arranged to meet the
grandfather and buy him out.

I think it's a great deal of money.

It's your results.

I'm losing a great deal of sleep

over what I'm doing behind
Frances's back.

No turning back now.

Why ever would I want to?

Let me do that. I can tie my own
laces!

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