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The Czechs learnt this morning
they're soon to be redeployed.

I kept my word and
I've told no-one that you're here.

I can't go back.

It's mine. The book? Yes.
The contents? Most definitely not.

You saved nine men.

You're a hero, son. No, no.

I thought inviting you here
might be the best way

to ask you to marry me. I will.

We're shutting your factory down,
Mrs Barden, with immediate effect.

Scour the outhouses. Sir. Yes, sir.

Ma!

We have permission
to search your property.

For what? We'll be quick.

# I'll remember all the words
we'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, shouldn't see
We know, we'll never know

# We'll go
Then all I want

# Will be all I see

# All I fear

# Is waiting for me

# Now I see way over

# I'll be waiting

# Eyes wide open

# I'll be ever-falling... #

Of course I was nervous
to begin with.

Working here is one thing,

but it hardly prepares you
for radio operator training.

I imagine it must be very technical.

You can't make mistakes

when you're talking to pilots
on ops against the Germans.

"Ops" means operations, by the way.
Oh, is that right?

You have to be prepared
for every eventuality

because, as my instructor says
all the time,

"Your first shift could be
your worst shift."

Well, it's lovely of you
to come back and see us.

Isn't it, Pat?

I've always believed,
as we move forward in life,

it's important not to forget
the people we leave behind.

I think it's an honour
to linger in your thoughts.

Yeah, I'm sure.

It took Peter 23 years
to build up this business,

four months for me
to bring it to its knees.

When I took over...

..I trusted Taylor
without a moment's hesitation.

That he brought criminals
into this business

is utterly incredible.

Lyons must have paid him
a great deal of money.

I hope it rots in his pockets
in jail.

If the ministry shuts us down,
there'll be no business to sell.

I'll be lucky
to avoid prison myself.

This isn't your fault.

If not mine...

..who else's?

Well, you're lucky you caught me.
I was just about to leave...

..to meet your fiancee.

Oh, dear. Counsel her to change
her mind before it's too late.

THEY CHUCKLE

It's the wedding committee
meeting... Ah!

..to finalise the responsibilities
for the reception.

Look, I didn't want
to burden Teresa with this

so soon before the wedding,
but, um...

..I needed someone to talk to,

and the best person
I could think of was you.

One of my young airmen
has gone missing...

What? ..for nearly a week.

We've searched local farms,
woodland - no sign.

And the thing
I can't seem to shake is...

..the feeling that I've failed
in my duty of care.

Why would you think that?

I clearly failed to see
how much pressure he was under.

It must be difficult to notice
when everyone's knuckling down

to the job in hand.
I'm his commanding officer.

Why didn't he regard me
as someone he could confide in?

I told Adam years ago

that his dog-collar
doesn't make him omniscient.

It just makes him think
that he should be.

HE CHUCKLES

Beneath the uniform, you're just men

trying to do your best
in extraordinary circumstances.

If he's caught,
what will happen to him?

Let's just say
it would be best all round

if he returned of his own volition.

I knew I was right. About what?
Coming to see you.

I should be going.

I'll, um... I'll see myself out.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

LAUGHTER AND ANIMATED CHATTER

Right! Right, right! Shh, shh!
Looking down the list...

Oh, I think everything's covered,

except decorating the hall
for the reception.

I'd say you're all set.
Oh, thank you so much.

You've all been fantastic.

Sorry I'm late. Errands to run.
Hello, Pat.

We didn't have hall decorations
when we got married.

Didn't even have a hall. Oh!
Just a...barn with a leaky roof.

LAUGHTER

Me and Bryn had a guard of honour
when we came out of the church -

five butchers on either side...
LAUGHTER

..with their arms aloft,
holding gleaming cleavers.

What was it about Bryn that made you
certain he was the man for you?

Oh, that's easy. Once I met Bryn,
I knew I'd never want anyone else.

ALL: Aw! Why,
what was it about Will?

The same.
LAUGHTER

What was it about Mr Simms?

He was very kind. Mm.

And he shared my love of literature.

So, what is it about Nick?

Well...

..I had a feeling,
once I'd met him...

..that he'd be the only man for me.

ALL: Aw!

You're very good at
posting the letters.

A little postman in the making,
aren't you?

Mrs Cameron!

For Mrs Cameron.

And who might this young man be?
My name is Noah. Noah.

What a lovely name.
He's staying with Mrs Barden

while his grandparents find
a new place to live.

Their street in Liverpool
was badly bombed during a raid.

Very pleased to meet you, Noah.

And if you're staying with
Mrs Barden,

you'll be in very good hands.
Even if they aren't hers.

She's taken him in, but it seems to
be everyone else looking after him,

mainly Claire.

No doubt Mrs Barden
is busy at the factory.

As enjoyable as it may be
riding with Mr Wilson, young man,

handling the Royal Mail

really should be undertaken
by Post Office employees.

Sorry. He's not really
handling the mail, Mrs Cameron.

He's posting them for me.

I make sure all the letters
go in the right place.

I'm sure you do, Mr Wilson.
We best get on.

Enjoy your day, gentlemen.

ANIMATED CHATTER
Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Oh, Sarah... Mm?

..the only thing we haven't managed
to find is a tablecloth good enough

to set off the wedding cake.

I remember there was
this really lovely one

at last year's harvest festival.
Oh! Was that yours?

Oh, it was the best thing I ever
made under the banner of the WI.

Took me three years, mind.
It's beautiful. Any chance?

Of course. I'd be honoured.
Thank you.

I'll come back with you
and pick it up.

Uh, well, why don't
I just pop it round later?

Because I don't want
to put you to any trouble.

It's no trouble.
Don't be daft. It's on my way home.

It's my advance.

I can't tell you how good it feels
to finally hold this cheque.

So many dark days.

And when the book takes off,
we'll be able to buy a bigger place,

dine out regularly, buy a car.

I don't want any of those things.

The status that comes from being
the wife of a best-selling author.

I don't want that.
Well, then, what DO you want?

Let me make you some lunch, Bob.
You must be hungry.

Yeah, I am, actually.
Quite an appetite.

And then, after lunch,
I'm going to go and bank this.

Well, I could run to the shop
for some ham, if you like.

We still have some left on the
ration. There's no need to go out.

I'll have whatever you can
rustle up from here. I don't mind.

I said there's no need to go out...

..so there's no need to go out.

I'm afraid it's out of my hands.

What do you mean, out of your hands?

You assured me,
whatever the Lyons did,

the factory would not be harmed.

We assumed
they'd simply channel dirty profits

from other enterprises
through the factory's books.

We had no idea that they'd attempt
anything as contemptible as this.

I've betrayed the trust and loyalty
of a very dear friend.

You decided you wanted
to serve your country.

Not at the expense
of everything else!

What's going to happen
to the factory?

Its fate lies in the hands
of the Air Ministry inspectors.

Neither myself nor Frances Barden

knew anything about
the substandard silk.

She believes she might end up
in prison over this.

Could she? We live in
unforgiving times, Mrs Scotlock.

Oh, God!

Sarah... Mm-hm?

..do you have anyone staying
with you at the moment? Uh, no.

No. Why do you ask?

I think you should fetch
the police. Why?

I'm almost certain
your house is being burgled.

I understand.

And I would have to be a criminal
or criminally insane to do that,

but I could be facing
a charge of treason, for God's sake!

Keep trying, Roger, please.

I feel I'm fighting
for my life here.

Sorry to disturb you, Mrs Barden.

Cookie and Thumbs
have invited Isobel, Spencer and me

to join them on their overnight trip
to Blackpool this afternoon. I see.

Claire hasn't had any time off since
Mr Barden's funeral, Mrs Barden,

and I'd quite like
to spend some time with my wife.

Well, I understand, of course.

Time together is very important
in a young marriage.

And Noah will almost certainly
love Blackpool.

Well, Mrs Barden, erm,
the thing is...

Time off for Claire
means time off, Mrs Barden,

so we won't be taking Noah.

Well, I...

I hope you have
a very enjoyable time.

Thank you, Mrs Barden.
Thank you, Mrs Barden.

DOOR OPENS

Are you out of your mind, Sarah?

My husband's laying his life
on the line for his country.

Yours is, too.

And you're harbouring a deserter!
He's not a deserter.

Has he gone back? Not yet.
I took pity on him, Steph.

If you'd seen the state
that he was in,

and I don't mean physically...

Sarah, you have to tell
the authorities.

Each time I braced myself
to do that,

a question came into my head -
what would Adam do?

He would give the boy time to rest,
come to his senses,

and then hand himself in.

Shouldn't be more than
a couple of hours.

While I'm gone,
I wonder if you wouldn't mind

proofreading
the first three chapters.

I think there's some good work
in there.

Some of it, less good.

Make some notes and
we can discuss it when I get back.

That will take
most of the afternoon.

I'd really appreciate it. All right.

See you later. See you later.

Yes, Tabley Wood RAF station.
Thank you.

Hello?

ON PHONE: RAF Tabley Wood.

I need to speak to
Wing Commander Lucas.

Nervous? Why should I be?

Well, as a compassionate bigamist,
I like to ask all my fiancees

how they're doing in the run-up
to the big day.

You know, I find out something new
and interesting about you

every time I see you.
HE LAUGHS

That's what I like to see
in the run-up to a wedding -

the happy couple being happy.

And now I'm about to spoil the mood.
You couldn't possibly.

I'm being slated to deliver
a few planes over the next few days.

If confirmed, it seems unlikely that

I'll make it back to Cheshire
for the wedding.

Well, I'll send someone
to fetch you. Sir,

could I speak to you for a moment?
Yes, of course. Excuse me.

All set? Set?

The wedding. Oh, yes, I think so!

Excited? Extremely.

It's a big step. It is.

Eyelash. May I?

Perfect once more. Hardly.

I do understand
why you're marrying Nick.

Because I love him. Why else?

When I'm in the air, I often
look down at the houses below

and wonder how many of us
have taken refuge

in marriage and normality.

Hundreds? Thousands? More?

No way of knowing,
of course. Refuge?

All I'm trying to say is,
if you're going to marry Nick,

be certain that
you can make him happy,

because if you can't be certain,
all you'll achieve

is to make two very lovely people
extraordinarily miserable.

I'm afraid something's come up
that I need to attend to.

I have to go. Well, surely,
no-one needs your attention more

two days before your wedding
than the bride-to-be.

This is more pressing.
I'll drive you home.

Bye.

FOOTSTEPS DESCEND STAIRS

We should go.

Sarah!

Well, it's not ideal,
but it will do for a night.

I can't thank you enough
for all your help.

Well, you should have
enough peace and quiet here

to think things through.

No candles, no lights.

Nick! Was he in the vicarage
while we were talking?

Sorry, who was in the vicarage?

I can only assume you think
you're helping him. You are not.

Is he still there or
have you moved him into the church?

Honestly, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

"Honestly"? Is that really
the word you want to use?

I don't know what you think's
going on... Sarah, stop,

before I lose
all my respect for you.

Someone who cares about you greatly
left a message with my secretary.

I know. Nick... You might at least
have had the decency

to stop me making a fool of myself
in your house

while you hid him upstairs!

Now, for the last time, where is he?
Let me just explain something.

Step aside.

How many are you expecting?
No way of telling.

Could be two, could be 22.
HE CHUCKLES

You'll be fine.

If you'd already come to a decision
about your next move,

we wouldn't be standing here.

Come back to the station with me,

and the record will state that
you came back of your own accord

after a period of
going absent without leave.

And if I refuse?

When you're caught,
which you will be,

you will almost certainly
stand trial for desertion,

and there will be nothing I can do.

I want to help.

HE BREATHES SHAKILY

HUM OF CONVERSATION

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

I want to thank you all
for coming this evening

to this first meeting of
Great Paxford's very own branch

of Soldiers', Sailors',
and Airmen's Families Association.

I only heard of SSAFA recently

after they helped the mother
of a sailor on David's ship

trace our address.

But knowing what I know now
about the work that SSAFA does,

I wish we'd been in touch with them
during that terrible period that...

VOICE TREMBLES:
That terrible period of...

Sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry.

Sorry.

I couldn't sign up fast enough.

When my ship was attacked,
I ended up in the water,

clinging onto
anything that could float.

And I thought about everything,
but what upset me the most

was knowing what my parents would
go through if I never came back.

War isn't just about
the lads that go and fight.

It's also about
the families we leave behind.

And we all go through it together.
That's right. Hear, hear.

APPLAUSE

Nick...

I can't tell you how much
I wish you'd been able to trust me

because now it seems I'll never
be able to trust you again.

That's not fair!
Perhaps not, but that's how it is.

I have to go
before we waste yet more hours

on a search that could have been
called off a week ago.

SHE SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION

What?

Once we finish this,
there's no going back.

Do you want to go back?

Are you sure?

Well, you better keep sewing.

Nothing gets a wedding off
to a bad start more than

a bride turning up half-dressed.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

I'm ready.

I know Claire reads you a story
before you go to bed.

You won't mind if I don't? No.

KNOCK AT DOOR
Oh!

Wait here and I'll take you up.

Good evening, Frances.

I hope I haven't called at
an inopportune moment.

I'd invite you in, Joyce,
but we have an evacuee staying,

and I'm about to put him to bed.

Yes, I met young Mr Lakin
this morning

when he was helping Mr Wilson
with his postal rounds,

having a fine old time.
SHE CHUCKLES

Did Noah tell you his surname?
No, he didn't.

But this did.

What is it? Something I confiscated
from Miss Marshall a few months ago,

after catching her taking notes
from conversations at the exchange.

Several conversations
between Peter and Helen Lakin

seems to have drawn her ear.

If it's any consolation,
I doubt very much

Miss Marshall would have made
the connections that I made.

And which connections
would those be?

I think it is most admirable
that you've taken the child in...

..given the circumstances.

The circumstances being that
his street was recently bombed.

In Liverpool, where he lives with
his grandparents? Yes.

Following the recent death
of his parents

in a tragic car accident
in Great Paxford.

His mother died recently
in a car accident in Great Paxford.

As far as I'm aware,
the child never knew his father.

That is the way
I should like it to stay.

As you wish.

Thank you for calling, Joyce,
but I... Oh, no, no!

That's not the only reason I called.

I was emptying some old boxes,

and I happened across a trunk
that had my son's old toys

and I wondered if Noah might
make use of some tin soldiers.

Some adults find it hard to lower
themselves to a child's level...

..especially if that child
isn't their own.

It's a shame to let them rust
at the bottom of a trunk.

And the notebook?

Goodnight, Frances.

And good luck.

Noah?

Noah!

Oh, Noah!

SHE SNIFFLES

SHE SOBS SOFTLY

Thank you, ladies. All decorations
on the trestle tables

at the back, please.

Thank you.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

Hello. Hi.

I saw you at the meeting.
It's Katie. Oh, yeah, yeah.

I really enjoyed your speech
the other night.

It was really moving.
That's very kind. Thank you.

Um, I hope to see you again
sometime. Sure.

Get a move on. We're due on shift
in half an hour.

I'm going as fast as I can.

Who was that girl
you were talking to?

Someone at the SSAFA meeting.
She likes you.

She just brought in
some decorations.

Oh, she JUST brought decorations?
It's the way she just brought them.

Just stop it, all right?

Why didn't you ask her
to the pictures,

or one of your marathon walks
in the country? Why do you think?

I don't understand. I could tell
how keen she was from up there.

If Tom had what I had on my back...

..you wouldn't want
to kiss him once,

let alone as much as you do.
No girl would.

That's not true.
That's easy to say. You're right.

I wouldn't want to kiss him once.

I'd want to kiss him
a thousand times

for what he'd been through.
You're only saying that.

Some girls might not want
to be with you cos of your injuries,

but no girl worth her salt,
and certainly no girl worth you.

Welcome home, Cavalier.

Stay on your present course
and listen out for our signal.

Repeat - hold your course
and listen out for our signal. Over.

OVER RADIO: Thank you, Control.

I escaped prosecution...

I can't tell you how relieved I am.

..but at the cost of
cancelling our contracts and

closing the factory for good. Yes.

You knew?

I have a contact in the police
who telephoned me this morning.

What do you mean you have a contact
within the police?

The same contact who encouraged me

to bring the Lyons brothers
into the factory.

Knowing they were criminals?
Because they were criminals.

What on earth are you talking about?

I was given an assurance that
the Lyons brothers

wouldn't be able to harm
the business in the long term.

And assurances turned out
to be worthless.

How did you become involved
with the police? Oh!

I...

I made a single mistake
that spiralled into another mistake.

And now into the loss
of this factory,

the jobs of everyone
who worked here, my reputation,

while you walk away scot-free.

I can assure you that
that isn't the case.

My conscience... Oh,
weighs heavily upon you? Extremely.

I have lost everything!

Everything!

Every, single thing.

First through Peter...

..and now through you.

I have to get back for the wedding.
After what you've done...

..how you can show your face
in public is utterly beyond me.

Are you looking for something?
My book.

Mrs Miniver?
I thought it was in my bag.

I took it back to the library
when I banked the cheque.

But I haven't finished it.

I thought you should start to read
the books that I like to read,

and we can discuss them together,
like we used to.

I can't have you choosing
which books I read, Bob.

I'm going to get ready
for the wedding.

I suggest you do the same.
Let's show the village

what a bona fide literary couple
looks like, eh?

Oh! Where's Claire? Putting
the finishing touches to the hall.

I'm meeting her at the church.
Do you want to play with us?

After the wedding, I'd love to.

I'll be ready to leave
in 15 minutes.

HUM OF CONVERSATION

Just, uh...

Just say if you need to rest.
I'm fine.

MUSIC: Wedding March
by Felix Mendelssohn

Ready?

Wilt thou have this woman
as thy wedded wife...

..to live together
after God's ordinance

in the holy estate of matrimony?

Wilt thou love her, comfort her,
honour and keep her,

and forsaking all other,
keep thee only unto her,

so long as ye both may live?

I will.

Wilt thou have this man
as thy wedded husband,

to live together
after God's ordinance

in the holy estate of matrimony?

Will thou obey him and serve him,

honour and keep him,

in sickness and in health,

and forsaking all other,
keep thee only unto him,

so long as you both may live?

I will.

Who giveth this woman
to be married to this man?

Then shall they give their troth...
Now? ..to each other...

Go and get Dr Campbell.
..in this manner.

I, Nicholas, take thee Teresa...

Dr Campbell, the baby's coming.
..to be my wedded wife,

to have and to hold... Mrs Cameron.
..from this day forward,

for better...

Bring her into the surgery.
All right? Take that.

Do you...?
Ooh, it's not time yet. Bryn!

All right, Miriam, very good. Ooh!

Ooh! It's fine. Just breathe.
Oh, God! That's it. Ooh!

Breathe. Ooh!

You're doing very well. Ooh!

I'm right here, Miriam! Right here!

BAND PLAYS UPBEAT TUNE

I don't want you thinking
you have to avoid me

because you telephoned him.

I thought it was
the right thing to do.

I'm sorry. Well,
it's been resolved. I'm glad.

# Funny thing, what love can do

# Take a little look at me

# Yesterday, I was so blue

# Bluer than the deep blue sea

# Now I'm singing, whistling a tune

# All the livelong day

# If you want to know just why

# I can truthfully say

# I've got a feeling I've found her

# It was something she said

# Cos she's got me walking
on the tip of my toes

# And my hat's
on the side of my head

# All my troubles are mended

# She's my needle and thread

# Cos she's got me walking
on the tip of my toes

# And my hat's on the top... #

Do you, er...? Do you want
another drink? No, Bob.

I want another life.

What did you just say?
I've had enough...

Yeah, I think you probably have.
..of you.

I'm going to leave. Leave!

You're going to leave me
when I'm on the verge of success?

I don't want any part of it.
Sit down.

Where are you thinking of going?

To Marek?

Go on, then, Pat. Be quick.

He's leaving in, er...

..ten minutes.

I would say "approximately",

but you know how fastidious
the military is about timekeeping.

How do you know?

From the horse's mouth.

I followed you

until I finally caught you

whoring after that Czech bastard!

You knew all this time!

So much of life is about timing,
Patricia. You're sick!

Sick of your disloyalty.

Sick to the back teeth
of being disrespected

by an ungrateful bitch of a wife!
Oh, ungrateful?

What have I got
to be grateful for, Bob?

The incessant putdowns?
The constant disregard?

The jealousy towards anything
that takes me away from the house?

Or should I be grateful
for the violence

knocking me back into my place,

or the way you need to control
every hour of my day,

so that I feel more like a slave
than anything resembling a wife?

Shh! Stop it. Marek is worth
ten of you. I said... No, 100!

1,000.

Ungrateful!

Just let me go. Never, ever!

You're not the man you were.

Don't leave me.

SHE SOBS

OVER RADIO: Tabley Wood
to tower nine, please report.

Anything?

Not yet.

Come in, Clover.
INDISTINCT SPEECH OVER RADIO

Come in, Clover.

INDISTINCT SPEECH OVER RADIO

Come in, Clover.

MIRIAM MOANS LOUDLY

You're doing brilliantly, Mim!

DR CAMPBELL: I can see the crown,
Miriam. Keep pushing. The...?

They can see the crown, Mim!
MIRIAM: I'm in labour, not deaf!

SHE MOANS

Everything is going
terribly well, Bryn,

and Miriam is in very good hands.

But it has been suggested that
your encouragements through the door

are proving
an unwelcome distraction.

So, if I may suggest that
you make yourself comfortable

in the front room,
and I will come and fetch you

the minute
your presence is required.

I was simply lending my support,
Mrs Cameron. But very loudly.

You... You'll come and get me
the moment it's out?

The moment it's out.

MIRIAM MOANS

Control to Clover.

Do you read me, please?

PLANE ENGINE DRONES

Yes. I'll get
the distance/elevation.

OK. Uh...

Christ, he's coming in low.

Come in, Clover. Come in, Clover.
INDISTINCT SPEECH OVER RADIO

MIRIAM MOANS

Come in. Come in!

STATIC OVER RADIO

LOUD CRASH IN DISTANCE

CRASHING

BABY CRIES

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