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WE'VE GOT A GAS
LEAK! GET IT PLUGGED!

Man: HELP!

ALL RIGHT.

OH, MY GOD.

OH!

SORRY. YOU CAN'T COME THROUGH.

BUT YOU DON'T
UNDERSTAND. I LIVE HERE.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

JOYCE DAVIES.

THIS IS MY HOUSE.

ALL RIGHT, LOVE.

YOU'D BETTER COME WITH ME.

THIS LADY SAYS SHE LIVES HERE.

MY HOUSE... I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

SORRY, LOVE. IT CAUGHT ONE.

YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT, THOUGH.

SOMEONE GET HER A CUP OF TEA!

HERE.

SIT DOWN.

MY CHAIR. MY KITCHEN CHAIR!

NOT MUCH LEFT OF
YOUR KITCHEN, I'M AFRAID.

SO WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT,
THEN... DOWN THE LOCAL SHELTER?

NO. NO, I WASN'T.

WAS THE HOUSE EMPTY?

NO.

MY HUSBAND... OH, GRAHAM!

ANY CHILDREN?

NO. GRAHAM... IS HE IN THERE?

WE'RE LOOKING NOW.

YOU'VE GOT SOMEWHERE TO GO,

SOMEONE TO LOOK AFTER YOU?

BLOODY GERMANS...

DROPPED A BOMB ON MY HOUSE.

BLOODY COWARDS!

DON'T YOU WORRY.

OUR BOYS WILL BE DOING
THE SAME TO THEM AND WORSE.

Man: HEY!

YOU STAY THERE.

OH, POOR SOD.

COME ON, LET'S GET
HIM OUT OF THERE.

BUT TAKE CARE.

I'VE GOT HIS WIFE OVER THERE.

BLOODY HELL.

BRUCE, YOU MUST LET ME
PAY MY SHARE OF THE PETROL.

OH, FORGET IT. I WAS
COMING DOWN ANYWAY.

THANKS, BRUCE.

GIVE ME A CALL.
LET'S HAVE LUNCH.

RIGHTY-OH.

GOOD LUCK.

ANDREW?

HELLO, DAD.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

I WAS TRYING NOT TO WAKE YOU.

WHY ARE YOU MAKING
SUCH A BLOODY RACKET?

SORRY. I DON'T SUPPOSE
YOU'VE GOT ANY FOOD, HAVE YOU?

I LEFT TOO EARLY FOR BREAKFAST.

FOOD? YES, THERE'S FOOD.

THERE'S... THERE'S SOME EGGS.

GREAT.

THAT'S ABOUT IT, THOUGH.

GOT SOME LEAVE?

NO. I'VE BEEN POSTED.

RIGHT. WELL, YOU PUT
SOMETHING TOGETHER.

I'LL HAVE MINE SCRAMBLED.

I'LL GET CHANGED. ALL RIGHT.

THE UNIFORM SUITS YOU.

THANKS. WISH I COULD SAY THE
SAME FOR YOUR DRESSING GOWN.

KNEW HIM UP AT OXFORD AND
BUMPED INTO HIM AGAIN IN LONDON.

HE PUT ME UP LAST NIGHT
AND DROVE ME DOWN TODAY.

YOU SURE YOU DON'T REMEMBER HIM?

WHAT WAS HIS NAME AGAIN?

BRUCE. BRUCE LEIGHTON-MORRIS.

NO.

HE'S RECCEING FOR
THE CROWN FILM UNIT.

RIGHT.

SO YOU'VE FINISHED YOUR
TRAINING THEN, HAVE YOU?

MM-HMM.

ARE YOU ATTACHED
TO A SQUADRON NOW?

NO, AND I DON'T KNOW WHY NOT.

MOST OF THE CHAPS I WAS WITH
HAVE ALREADY GONE OPERATIONAL.

BOMBERS, COASTAL COMMAND.

BUT CALDER... HE WAS
OUR C.O... SENT ME HERE.

SOME SORT OF CLOAK
AND DAGGER SHOW.

"DON'T BREATHE A WORD TO
A SOUL," THAT SORT OF THING.

DOES THAT INCLUDE
ME? ABSOLUTELY.

I UNDERSTAND.

WELL, GOOD TO HAVE
YOU HOME ANYWAY.

YOU NEVER TALK
ABOUT THE LAST WAR.

OH, WELL, NOT IF I CAN HELP IT.

WELL, YOU WERE IN IT.

WORST 3 YEARS OF MY LIFE.

SO YOU WERE CONSCRIPTED?

NO. CONSCRIPTION
DIDN'T START UNTIL 1916.

I VOLUNTEERED.

AND?

WELL, UM, WENT IN AS A PRIVATE,

GOT SENT TO FRANCE;

CAME OUT AS WHAT THEY CALLED

A "TEMPORARY OFFICER
AND GENTLEMAN"

ONLY BECAUSE THERE
WAS NOBODY ELSE LEFT.

DID YOU EVER KILL ANYONE?

WHAT, ARE YOU WORRIED
ABOUT MAYBE HAVING TO?

I SUPPOSE I HAVE
BEGUN TO THINK ABOUT IT.

WELL, DID YOU?

YES. YEAH, I DID.

AND ALL I CAN SAY IS,
YOU GET THROUGH IT.

HELL OR HIGH WATER.

GET THAT, WOULD YOU?

IT'S MY DRIVER. OF COURSE.

OH, HELLO.

HELLO. ARE YOU...

YOU MUST BE ANDREW.

I'M SAMANTHA STEWART.
I'M YOUR FATHER'S DRIVER.

COME IN.

UM, HE NEVER TOLD ME HE HAD A...

WHAT?

WELL, UM, A GIRL...

ESPECIALLY SUCH A PRETTY ONE.

I SEE YOU DON'T HOLD BACK.

OBVIOUSLY BEEN
WELL-TRAINED BY THE R.A.F.

HAVE YOU MET MANY PILOTS?

NO. I TEND TO MIX
MORE WITH POLICEMEN.

JUST AS WELL, REALLY.

LOOK, I DIDN'T MEAN
TO OFFEND YOU.

WE'VE GOT PLENTY
OF W.A.A.F. DRIVERS.

I JUST DIDN'T EXPECT TO
MEET ONE DRIVING MY DAD.

WELL, I WAS HOPING TO COOK

OR KNIT BALACLAVAS FOR
HIS MAJESTY'S FORCES,

BUT HERE I AM.

YOU TWO MET, THEN?

YES.

YOU HERE THIS EVENING?

THEY HAVEN'T TOLD ME
WHERE I'M BEING BILLETED,

BUT I EXPECT SO.

RIGHT. WE'LL EAT OUT, YEAH?

RIGHT.

GOOD. SAM?

Foyle: WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND, SAM?

MY FATHER CALLED ME LAST NIGHT.

HE'S COMING DOWN TO HASTINGS.

WELL, THAT'S A NICE
SURPRISE, ISN'T IT?

IT'S A SURPRISE, CERTAINLY.

HE WANTS ME TO HAVE DINNER
WITH HIM TOMORROW NIGHT.

SO WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

HE IS.

HE NEVER WANTED
ME TO JOIN THE M.T.C.,

AND I DON'T SUPPOSE HE'LL
THINK THE POLICE ARE ANY BETTER.

HE'S PROBABLY COME
TO CHECK UP ON ME.

WELL, I'M SURE YOU'LL
BE ABLE TO PERSUADE HIM

YOU'RE DOING A WORTHWHILE JOB.

YOU DON'T KNOW MY FATHER.

OH.

MORNING, SIR.

Foyle: MILNER.

A MAN'S BODY HAS BEEN FOUND...

A HOUSE ON HENLEY
TERRACE BOMBED LAST NIGHT.

Sam: SO HE WAS KILLED BY JERRY?

NO, NOT UNLESS THEY'RE
DROPPING KITCHEN KNIVES.

HE WAS STABBED.

Man: IT WAS A LONE RAIDER, SIR.

CAME IN JUST BEFORE DAWN.

DROPPED 6 HIGH EXPLOSIVES
AND SOME INCENDIARIES.

WE'VE GOT CASUALTIES
IN BEXLEIGH AVENUE,

MAZE HILL, AND
ECCLESBOURNE GLEN.

THIS WAS THE WORST HIT...

AS YOU CAN SEE.

HE WOULDN'T HAVE STOOD A CHANCE.

Foyle: EXCEPT HE
WAS DEAD ALREADY.

Milner: WORN BY THE KILLER,

TORN OFF AS THE KNIFE WENT IN?

PERHAPS.

A YOUNG GIRL?

A YOUNG GIRL WITH
A KITCHEN KNIFE?

Foyle: WHAT DO YOU
KNOW ABOUT HIM?

Man: GRAHAM DAVIES.

42; A DRIVER; NOT IN THE FORCES.

LOCAL DELIVERIES,
REMOVALS, THAT SORT OF THING.

MARRIED; NO CHILDREN.

Foyle: WHERE'S HIS WIFE?

WE PUT HER IN THE
PUB ROUND THE CORNER.

THOUGHT SHE COULD DO
WITH A DRINK AFTER ALL THIS.

YEAH, ME TOO.

I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE.

THAT'S WHAT I CAN'T GET OVER.

I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE.

I DON'T THINK THERE'S
ANYTHING YOU COULD HAVE DONE.

WHO'D WANT TO KILL MY GRAHAM?

WELL, WE WERE HOPING
YOU'D TELL US THAT.

IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

Sam: She's, uh, still a bit...

I'M SURE. OK, THANK YOU.

GOOD MORNING.

WHO ARE YOU?

I'M A POLICE OFFICER INVESTIGATING
YOUR HUSBAND'S DEATH.

THERE'S NOTHING I CAN TELL YOU.

I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT.

YOUR HUSBAND DROVE A LORRY
FOR A LIVING. IS THAT RIGHT?

HE CAME BACK FROM
WALES LAST NIGHT.

WHAT WAS HE CARRYING?

IT WAS ART STUFF...

PAINTINGS, THAT SORT OF THING.

HE'D BEEN IN LONDON.

THAT'S WHERE HE HAD
TO COLLECT IT FROM.

AND DO YOU KNOW WHICH GALLERY?

OH, HE DID TELL ME.
I CAN'T REMEMBER.

THE... THE WILSON,

THE WINSTONE,
SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

AND YOU WERE IN BRIGHTON
LAST NIGHT, IS THAT RIGHT?

WELL... YES.

WHO WERE YOU WITH?

I WAS WITH A FRIEND.

DO YOU MIND TELLING
US YOUR FRIEND'S NAME?

I DID LOVE GRAHAM.

HE WASN'T A BAD MAN.

WE NEVER HAD ENOUGH MONEY.

WE NEVER DID ANYTHING.

HIS NAME'S TREVOR THOMPSON.

HE'S THE CINEMA MANAGER...

THE ASTORIA.

AND YOUR HUSBAND
DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THIS?

HE'D HAVE DIED
IF HE'D FOUND OUT.

HE NEVER KNEW.

I DIDN'T WANT TO HURT HIM.

IS THIS YOURS?

NO.

YOU RECOGNIZE IT?

NO. I'VE NEVER SEEN IT BEFORE.

OK.

Foyle: YOU REALIZE YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
TO SEARCH WHAT'S LEFT OF THIS PLACE.

Milner: I WAS AFRAID YOU
WERE GOING TO SAY THAT.

WELL, THE REASON HE WAS
KILLED MIGHT STILL BE IN THERE.

EXCUSE ME, SIR.

THERE'S A WITNESS
WANTS TO TALK TO YOU.

HIS NAME IS FRANK WATSON,

AND HE WAS ON PATROL
IN THIS AREA LAST NIGHT.

MR. WATSON.

THERE'S NOT MUCH
TO TELL YOU, SIR.

I WAS ON MY WAY HOME.

IT WAS ABOUT HALF PAST 10:00,
AND THIS MAN CAME UP TO ME.

WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE?

WHAT?

WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE?

I COULDN'T SEE, I TOLD
YOU. IT WAS A BLACKOUT.

ABOUT AS TALL AS YOU, HE WAS;

ABOUT 50... I DON'T KNOW.

WHAT DID HE WANT?

HE ASKED ME THE WAY TO
HENLEY TERRACE, AND I TOLD HIM...

PAST THE CORNER,
SECOND ON THE RIGHT.

AND THEN I THOUGHT,
"WHAT'S HE DOING

"CREEPING ROUND THE
STREETS THIS TIME OF NIGHT?

HE'S NOT FROM ROUND HERE."

COULD BE A GERMAN SPY.

COULD BE ANYONE.

AND THEN WHEN I HEARD
ABOUT THE MURDER...

RIGHT.

WELL, THANK YOU.

PARDON?

Man: GOOD MORNING, FOYLE.

MY NAME IS WING COMMANDER
KELLER. WELCOME TO THE MANOR.

SIR.

I HAVE YOUR INSTRUCTOR'S REPORT.

HE SAYS A LOT OF
GOOD THINGS ABOUT YOU.

THANK YOU, SIR.

I JUST HOPE IT'S TRUE.

YOU FLEW UNDER THE FORTH BRIDGE?

WE HAD A BIT OF A BET.

RISKING YOUR OWN NECK AND, MORE
TO THE POINT, A VALUABLE AIRCRAFT.

STILL, IT SEEMS YOU HAVE AN
APTITUDE FOR LOW-LEVEL FLYING,

AND THAT'S WHY YOU'RE HERE.

I IMAGINE YOU WERE DISAPPOINTED

NOT TO BE POSTED TO A SQUADRON.

YES, SIR.

IF YOU WANT THE TRUTH, I WAS.

WELL, THIS IS MUCH,
MUCH MORE IMPORTANT.

WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SHOW
YOU IS PROBABLY THE BIGGEST,

THE MOST IMPORTANT
SECRET OF THE WAR.

THIS GOES NO FURTHER.

YOU DON'T EVEN WHISPER
A WORD TO YOUR MOTHER.

ACTUALLY, SIR, MY MOTHER'S DEAD.

SECURITY IS MY RESPONSIBILITY,

AND IF YOU STEP OUT OF LINE,

I'LL COME DOWN ON YOU
LIKE A TON OF BRICKS.

IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?

ABSOLUTELY, SIR.

GOOD. RIGHT.

WELL, LET ME INTRODUCE
YOU TO THE 3 MOST

IMPORTANT LETTERS
YOU'LL HEAR IN YOUR LIFE...

RADIO DIRECTION FINDING.

ALSO KNOWN AS RADAR.

HOW DO YOU THINK HITLER
MADE SUCH EASY WORK

OF POLAND, BELGIUM,
AND THE NETHERLANDS?

IT WAS BECAUSE HE WAS ABLE TO
TAKE OUT THEIR ENTIRE AIR FORCES

BEFORE THEY GOT OFF THE GROUND.

THANKS TO RADAR, THAT'S
NOT GONNA HAPPEN HERE.

NOW, HOW ARE YOU ON SCIENCE?

IT WAS NEVER MY STRONG
SUIT, I'M AFRAID, SIR.

WELL, PUT SIMPLY,
RADAR ALLOWS US

TO DETERMINE THE
POSITION OF A DISTANT POINT

BY MEANS OF
REFLECTED RADIO WAVES.

IT MEANS THAT WE CAN SPOT
ENEMY AIRCRAFT AT NIGHT, IN CLOUD,

LONG BEFORE THEY
EVEN REACH THE COAST...

SPOT THEM, INTERCEPT THEM,
AND, OF COURSE, DESTROY THEM.

WE HAVE C.H. STATIONS... CHAIN
HOME, THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE CALLED...

ALL ALONG THE COAST.

YOU'VE PROBABLY
NOTICED THE MASTS.

YES, SIR, I HAVE, AND SO
WILL JERRY, WON'T THEY?

WELL, THEY HAVEN'T APPRECIATED
THEIR SIGNIFICANCE, THANK GOD.

MAYBE THEY'RE NOT QUITE THE
MASTER RACE THAT THEY THINK.

THE RADAR STATIONS ARE THE EYES.

THEY'RE DIRECTLY CONNECTED TO FIGHTER
COMMAND H.Q., WHICH IS IN NORTH LONDON.

THAT IN TURN IS CONNECTED
TO SECTOR CONTROL ROOMS

IN DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE
COUNTRY THAT CONTROL OUR DEFENSES.

Guard: SIR, CAN I SEE YOUR PASS?

SIR.

OPEN UP.

Keller: THANK YOU, CORPORAL.

Andrew: WHAT'S MY
PART IN ALL THIS, SIR?

I'M ABOUT TO INTRODUCE YOU
TO GROUP CAPTAIN GRAEME.

HE'S A BRILLIANT MAN;
SCIENCE BACKGROUND.

RUNS THIS STATION AND
MORE OR LESS BUILT IT.

HE TRAINED THE
PEOPLE THAT WORK HERE,

AND HE'S PUT TOGETHER
A FORMIDABLE TEAM.

HE'LL INTRODUCE YOU.

YOU'LL BE BASED AT THE MANOR,

BUT THIS IS WHERE THE
VITAL WORK WILL BE DONE.

THAT'S WHY YOU'RE HERE.

Man: VERY GOOD TO MEET
YOU, FOYLE; VERY GOOD INDEED.

I DON'T GO IN FOR TOO
MUCH FORMALITY HERE,

UNLIKE KELLER.

KILLER KELLER, THAT'S
WHAT WE CALL HIM.

WOULD YOU LIKE SOME TEA?

NO, THANK YOU, SIR.

IT'S VERY GOOD OF
YOU TO HELP US OUT.

THE WING COMMANDER'S PUT
YOU IN THE PICTURE, I HOPE.

TO A CERTAIN EXTENT, SIR, YES.

WELL, AT THE MOMENT
WE'RE FINE-TUNING,

CALIBRATING THE SYSTEM.

IT'S A BIT LATE, SOME MIGHT SAY,

BUT THAT'S WHERE YOU COME IN.

LOW FLYING.

LOW FLYING, NIGHT FLYING, YES.

YOU'RE GOING TO TRACK ME?

FIND YOU, TRACK YOU, EVERYTHING
EXCEPT SHOOT YOU DOWN.

MAKE SURE YOU TURN
ON YOUR I.F.F., BY THE WAY.

IT'S ONLY ONE LITTLE SWITCH, BUT YOU'D
BE AMAZED HOW MANY PILOTS FORGET IT.

NOBODY KNOWS ABOUT
THESE EXERCISES,

AND IF YOU DON'T IDENTIFY
YOURSELF WITH AN I.F.F. SIGNAL,

YOU'LL HAVE EVERY GUN ON
THE SOUTH COAST FIRING AT YOU.

I WON'T FORGET, SIR.

I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW IMPORTANT
ALL THIS IS TO US, FOYLE.

WE RECENTLY LOST
ONE OF OUR PLOTTERS...

MOST UNFORTUNATE...

AND WE HAVE TO GET THE
NEW TEAM UP TO SCRATCH.

PLOTTERS?

I'LL SHOW YOU ROUND.

AT EASE, EVERYONE.

THIS IS PILOT OFFICER FOYLE,
OUR VERY OWN HEDGE-HOPPER.

WE'LL BE TRACKING
HIM AS OF TOMORROW.

CORPORAL HOWES, SERGEANT
ROBERTS, CORPORAL HOLDSWORTH.

HELLO.

HOW DO YOU DO?

YOU'LL GET A CHANCE TO
MEET UP AT THE MANOR.

THAT'S WHERE THEY'RE BILLETED.

A HOME AWAY FROM
HOME, ISN'T IT, LADIES?

DAMP, DRAFTS, AND DREADFUL
FOOD? NOT MY IDEA OF HOME.

DON'T PUT HIM OFF.

NOW, THIS IS WHAT I
WANT TO SHOW YOU, FOYLE.

THIS IS WHAT IS GOING
TO WIN US THE WAR.

Milner: TREVOR THOMPSON, SIR.

YES?

HE WAS WITH JOYCE DAVIES LAST
NIGHT. HE BACKS UP HER STORY.

WOULD A MURDERER
REALLY HAVE TO ASK THE WAY

TO HIS VICTIM'S
HOUSE, DO YOU THINK?

THE MAN FRANK WATSON
SAW? HMM. IT'S A BIT UNLIKELY.

BUT IT WAS PITCH-BLACK,

AND THEY'VE TAKEN
DOWN HALF THE SIGNPOSTS,

SO IT'S EASY TO GET CONFUSED.

THIS HAS BEEN REPAIRED
QUITE RECENTLY. SEE?

THAT MIGHT HELP US.

THERE CAN'T BE THAT
MANY JEWELERS IN HASTINGS.

EXACTLY. YOU GET ONTO
THAT WHILE I'M IN LONDON.

SIR?

AT THE WHITTINGTON GALLERY,

WHO HAVE A
COLLECTION OF PRICELESS

FRENCH IMPRESSIONIST
PAINTINGS AND DRAWINGS.

DAVIES USED TO WORK FOR THEM.

MIGHT HAVE GOT HIM KILLED.

IT MIGHT WELL HAVE.

Man: ENID!

WHAT IS IT?

LISTEN.

HAROLD? THE PAPER.

"POLICE ARE INVESTIGATING THE
MURDER OF 42-YEAR-OLD GRAHAM DAVIES,

"A LORRY DRIVER WHO WAS FOUND
STABBED IN THE WRECKAGE OF HIS HOUSE

SHORTLY AFTER
LAST NIGHT'S AIR RAID."

OH, MY GOD, HAROLD.

OH, MY GOD!

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?

GOOD MORNING.

GOOD MORNING, SIR.

EVERYTHING IN ORDER?

EVERYTHING'S FINE, READY TO GO.

THE TARGET SPITFIRE'S
TAKEN OFF, SIR.

Graeme: ALL RIGHT.

HE'LL HEAD INLAND 30
MILES AND THEN TURN.

WE HAVE 9 MINUTES UNTIL
THE EXERCISE STARTS.

STANDING BY, SIR.

I'VE COMPLETED MY
CIRCLE, AND I'M COMING IN.

OVER AND OUT.

HAVEN'T YOU GOT HIM YET?

NOTHING, SIR... JUST
A BLANK SCREEN.

WAIT A MINUTE.
THERE'S SOMETHING.

NO, THAT'S JUST
GROUND REFLECTION.

COME ON, ROBERTS.
THIS IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH.

HE'LL BE HERE IN 7 MINUTES,

AND IF HE WAS THE ENEMY,
WE'D NEED TO SEE HIM BY NOW.

STILL NOTHING, SIR.

ALL RIGHT, TRY A
DIFFERENT MODULATION.

YES!

Graeme: 3 MINUTES AND COUNTING.

HE'S RIGHT ON TOP OF US.

HE'S NOT THERE, SIR.
HE'S NOT ANYWHERE.

I'VE PICKED UP AN
ECHO FROM HIS I.F.F., SIR.

HE'S OUT THERE. WHERE IS HE?

Andrew: THIS IS TARGET
SPITFIRE TO BASE.

I'VE JUST DROPPED A
BOMB. YOU'RE ALL GONERS.

WELL, THANK YOU VERY
MUCH FOR BRINGING THIS

TO MY ATTENTION, MR. HENDERSON.

I IMAGINED YOU'D
WANT TO KNOW, SIR.

AND THIS FRIEND OF HIS...

HIS NAME IS BRUCE
LEIGHTON-MORRIS, SIR.

A WEALTHY FAMILY.

THEY DROVE DOWN TOGETHER?

YES, SIR, FROM LONDON.

AND ARE YOU PLANNING
TO ARREST HIM?

NOT YET, SIR, BUT IF WE DO...

YOU'LL LET ME KNOW.

OH, YES, SIR.

WE'LL KEEP YOU INFORMED.

HELLO THERE. MAY I JOIN YOU?

PLEASE DO.

THANKS.

HOW WAS IT YOU
DESCRIBED THIS PLACE?

DAMP, DISMAL, DREADFUL FOOD...

WELL, YOU WERE RIGHT
ABOUT THE FOOD, ANYWAY.

I'M ANNE ROBERTS.

I HAVE TO SAY, WHAT
YOU DID THIS MORNING,

WE ALL THOUGHT IT
WAS TREMENDOUS.

I'VE STILL GOT NO IDEA

HOW YOU MANAGED
TO SNEAK UP ON US.

WELL, I SUPPOSE I WAS LUCKY.

NOW THAT'S SOMETHING
YOU DON'T MEET EVERY DAY...

A MODEST PILOT.

NO, ACTUALLY, YOU'RE RIGHT.

IT WAS A DAMN GOOD
PIECE OF FLYING.

WE'LL JUST HAVE TO
TRY HARDER NEXT TIME.

THIS RADAR WORK...

EVERY DAY THERE ARE
MORE RAIDS AND SOON...

IT'S SO IMPORTANT.

HOW LONG HAVE
YOU BEEN A W.A.A.F.?

I STARTED WITH THE V.A.D.s,

BUT THEN I HEARD THEY
WERE LOOKING FOR PEOPLE

WHO COULD WORK NIGHTS AND
WEREN'T SCARED OF BEING BOMBED.

AND YOU AREN'T?

OF COURSE I AM,

BUT I SUPPOSE THEY MEANT PEOPLE
WHO COULD KEEP THEIR HEADS IN A RAID.

AND I'M NOT THE SORT
WHO GOES OFF IN A FLAP,

SO I THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE ME.

ANYWAY, I APPLIED,
AND I WAS ACCEPTED,

AND THEY SENT ME TO
BAWDSEY, WHERE I WAS TRAINED.

THAT WAS IN APRIL.

AND THEN I WAS SENT HERE.

SO YOU LIVE HERE?

ACTUALLY, I'VE GOT AN
AUNT LIVING IN HASTINGS.

SHE RUNS A FLOWER SHOP.

I SEE HER SOME WEEKENDS,
BUT MOST OF THE TIME I'M HERE.

WE'VE GOT ROOMS IN
THE OLD STABLE BLOCK.

THE 3 OF YOU?

THE PLOTTERS, YES.

YOU MUST BE QUITE A TEAM.

HMM.

LISTEN, WHEN ARE
YOU BACK ON DUTY?

NOT UNTIL 3:00.

THEN LET'S GO OUT
FOR LUNCH. WHAT?

I KNOW THE PERFECT
PLACE. COME ON.

HERE.

THANK YOU. THIS IS LOVELY.

YES, ISN'T IT?

YOU COULD ALMOST
FORGET THERE'S A WAR ON.

OH, NO. I MEAN...

WELL, THE WAR'S ALL WE EVER
THINK ABOUT HERE, DAY AND NIGHT.

THE PEOPLE WHO RUN THIS
SHOW... THEY SEEM PRETTY TOUGH.

THEY'RE ALL RIGHT, REALLY.

GROUP CAPTAIN GRAEME
CAN BE A BIT SHORT-TEMPERED.

HE WAS A PILOT, YOU
KNOW, IN THE LAST WAR,

AND THEN HE FLEW IN PERSIA.
HE WON LOTS OF MEDALS.

AND WING COMMANDER
KELLER... HE'S NOT VERY FRIENDLY,

BUT THAT'S NOT WHY
ANY OF US ARE HERE.

ARE ALL THE OPERATORS GIRLS?

MOST OF THEM ARE, I THINK.

THEY SAY MEN ARE TOO HAM-FISTED.

MEN PEEL POTATOES,
BUT WOMEN SCRAPE THEM.

THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE.

AT LEAST, THAT'S WHAT THEY SAY.

WE'VE GOT THE RIGHT
HANDS FOR THE JOB.

I THINK YOU'VE GOT
PERFECT HANDS.

YOU SHOULD STOP
FLIRTING LIKE THAT.

HOW DO YOU KNOW I
HAVEN'T GOT A BOYFRIEND?

I DON'T.

HAVE YOU?

THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.

OH, I SEE. IT'S LIKE EVERYTHING
ELSE IN THIS PLACE...

TOP SECRET.

HERE.

THAT'S NOT BEER, IS
IT? YOU'LL GET ME SHOT.

IT'S GINGER BEER.

DON'T DRINK IT TOO FAST.

CHEERS.

CHEERS.

HOW LONG YOU GOING TO BE, SIR?

I HAVE NO IDEA, SAM.

IT'S JUST THAT BOND STREET
IS JUST ROUND THE CORNER,

AND I WAS THINKING ABOUT GETTING
MY HAIR DONE FOR TONIGHT... MY FATHER.

OH.

UM, I'LL BE AN HOUR.

AH, HERE HE IS.

GOOD MORNING.

MR. FOYLE, ISN'T IT?

I'M AUSTIN CARMICHAEL,
CURATOR HERE.

HOW CAN I HELP YOU?

DIDN'T THE SERGEANT
EXPLAIN ON THE PHONE?

YES. YOU SAY A
DRIVER'S BEEN STABBED.

THAT'S RIGHT.

EXTREMELY UNPLEASANT BUSINESS.

WHY DON'T WE WALK TO MY OFFICE,

AND YOU CAN TELL ME
WHAT IT IS YOU WANT?

DO YOU KNOW THE
COLLECTION, MR. FOYLE?

Foyle: UH, NO. I'VE
NEVER BEEN HERE.

THE COLLECTION WAS ACQUIRED
BY DOROTHY WHITTINGTON,

AN AMERICAN LIVING IN PARIS
AT THE TURN OF THE CENTURY.

SHE MOVED TO LONDON
JUST BEFORE THE LAST WAR.

SHE BOUGHT PAINTINGS
AND DRAWINGS...

MAINLY FRENCH IMPRESSIONISTS
LIKE BERAULT AND MATISSE.

THAT'S RIGHT. YES.

BUT SHE WAS ALSO
SURPRISINGLY AVANT-GARDE.

SHE MET PICASSO SEVERAL TIMES,

AND SHE ALSO BOUGHT BRAQUE,
DE CHIRICO, AND MARCEL DUCHAMP.

SHE MUST BE QUITE OLD NOW.

OH, SHE'S WELL INTO HER
NINETIES AND IN POOR HEALTH.

YOU MIGHT LIKE TO KNOW THAT
SHE'S BEQUEATHED THIS GALLERY

AND ALL ITS CONTENTS
TO THE BRITISH PEOPLE.

A REMARKABLE GIFT.

WHERE ARE THE CONTENTS?

IN WALES. AH.

AFTER YOU. THANK YOU.

DO PLEASE SIT DOWN.

AS YOU KNOW, ALL THE
MAIN LONDON GALLERIES,

INCLUDING THE NATIONAL,

MOVED THEIR TREASURES
OUT OF THE CITY LAST YEAR.

WE DECIDED TO FOLLOW SUIT.

THE BUILDING ITSELF
WILL REMAIN OPEN

FOR LUNCHTIME CONCERTS
AND EVENING LECTURES,

BUT THE WORKS ARE BEING
HOUSED IN A DISUSED MINE IN WALES,

AND THAT'S WHERE THEY'LL
STAY UNTIL THE END OF THE WAR.

AND GRAHAM DAVIES
TRANSPORTED THEM FOR YOU?

YES, POOR MAN.

BUT IF YOU'RE THINKING HE
LIGHT-FINGERED SOME SKETCHES ON THE WAY,

YOU CAN PUT THAT
RIGHT OUT OF YOUR MIND.

I'M NOT SUGGESTING
ANYTHING OF THE SORT.

I CHOSE DAVIES MYSELF. HE
WAS THOROUGHLY CHECKED.

BESIDES, THERE WAS A SECURITY
PROCEDURE WHICH WAS FLAWLESS.

WOULD YOU EXPLAIN THAT TO ME?

WITH PLEASURE.

THE REMOVAL WAS SUPERVISED

BY AN INDEPENDENT WITNESS
FROM OUR BOARD OF GOVERNORS...

IN FACT, MRS.
WHITTINGTON'S NIECE.

EVERY PICTURE IN THE
COLLECTION WAS NUMBERED

AND BRIEFLY
DESCRIBED IN A LEDGER.

THIS WAS SIGNED BY ME AND
COUNTERSIGNED BY MISS WHITTINGTON

BEFORE IT LEFT THE
GALLERY IN A SEALED CRATE.

THERE ARE A NUMBER OF
SKETCHES AND DRAWINGS

WHICH ARE NOT ON PERMANENT
DISPLAY IN THE GALLERY,

BUT THESE TOO WERE
NUMBERED AND DESCRIBED.

THERE WERE ABOUT 80 IN ALL.

EVERYTHING WAS LOADED
INTO THE GALLERY'S OWN LORRY,

WHICH WAS PARKED IN OUR OWN
GROUNDS NEXT TO THE ENTRANCE.

BEFORE IT LEFT LONDON,

THE LORRY WAS LOCKED WITH A KEY

WHICH REMAINED IN MY
POSSESSION THROUGHOUT.

THIS IS THE KEY HERE.

THE SECOND KEY WAS
AT OUR FACILITY IN WALES,

SO THE LORRY COULDN'T BE
OPENED UNTIL IT GOT THERE...

AT WHICH POINT, OF COURSE,

THE ENTIRE PROCEDURE
WAS REVERSED,

WITH EVERY PICTURE BEING
CHECKED OFF AGAINST THE LEDGER,

ITS NUMBER AND
DESCRIPTION VERIFIED.

THIS IS THE LEDGER? MM-HMM.

WOULD YOU MIND?

NO, NOT AT ALL.

"GEORGES ROUAULT,
CLOWNS AND HORSES; 1910. W."

WHAT DOES THE "W" MEAN?

IT'S A LITTLE SHORTHAND
I INTRODUCED.

"W" IS WOODCUT,
"L" IS LITHOGRAPH,

"S," SKETCH, "D,"
DRAWING, AND SO ON.

1910 IS THE DATE
IT WAS EXECUTED.

IT'S ALL VERY THOROUGH.

I AM THE CUSTODIAN OF
MRS. WHITTINGTON'S BEQUEST,

DETECTIVE CHIEF SUPERINTENDENT.

I'M VERY SENSIBLE OF
MY RESPONSIBILITIES.

GOOD.

Anne: ARUNDEL WAS THE BEST.

I WAS SENT THERE WHILE I
WAS WAITING TO START TRAINING,

AND IT WAS ENORMOUS FUN.

ARUNDEL CASTLE...

WE WERE ACTUALLY
WAITED ON BY A BUTLER,

AND THE FOOD WAS MARVELOUS.

LIKE HERE?

THERE WERE 12 OF US BILLETED
IN A SORT OF CIRCULAR TOWER.

THE DUKE AND DUCHESS OF NORFOLK

USED TO INVITE US
TO RED CROSS DANCES.

REALLY?

BUT THEN I WAS SENT TO BAWDSEY,

AND THAT WAS WHERE I MET LUCY,

AND THE TWO OF US
WERE TRANSFERRED HERE.

LUCY?

SHE ISN'T HERE ANYMORE.

SO, WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?

I SHOULDN'T HAVE MENTIONED IT.

SHE DIED.

OH. I'M SORRY. WAS IT A RAID?

NO, IT WAS NOTHING
LIKE THAT AT ALL.

FOYLE, ARE YOU SETTLING IN?

YES, THANK YOU, SIR.

BEEN GIVEN A BILLET?

NOT YET, SIR.

I WAS RATHER HOLDING OUT FOR

THE STABLE BLOCK, ACTUALLY.

NO, THAT'S JUST FOR THE GIRLS.

TOO BAD. I SUPPOSE
I CAN STAY AT HOME.

MY FATHER LIVES IN HASTINGS.

OH. HOME GUARD?

NO. ACTUALLY, HE'S
A POLICE OFFICER...

A DETECTIVE CHIEF
SUPERINTENDENT.

WELL, YOU'D BETTER
STAY WITH HIM, THEN.

RIGHT.

SERGEANT ROBERTS,

YOU SHOULD BE GETTING
BACK TO YOUR POSITION.

DOES SEEM PRETTY FOOLPROOF.

YES, I AGREE.

SO WHAT OTHER REASON COULD
THERE BE FOR KILLING DAVIES?

HIS WIFE WAS HAVING AN AFFAIR.

BUT SHE COULD HAVE LEFT
HIM. SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO KILL HIM.

THESE PAINTINGS ARE
WORTH A FORTUNE.

THE OWNER'S AN OLD LADY WHO COULD
WELL BE DEAD BY THE END OF THE WAR,

AND DAVIES WAS THE DRIVER.

ANY LUCK AT THE JEWELERS?

I VISITED 5 TODAY.
NOTHING SO FAR.

OH, WELL, KEEP AT IT.
WHERE'S SAM, BY THE WAY?

SHE LEFT TO SEE HER FATHER.

OH, OF COURSE SHE DID.

SHE'S DRIVING ME TO WALES
TOMORROW. WISH ME LUCK.

GOOD LUCK.

THANK YOU.

Man: SAMANTHA, MY DEAR.

HELLO, DAD.

IT'S QUITE A SHOCK
SEEING YOU IN UNIFORM.

DON'T YOU THINK IT SUITS ME?

I WOULD HAVE CHANGED,

BUT I CAME STRAIGHT FROM WORK.

YOU LOOK VERY SMART.
PLEASE SIT DOWN.

YOU ARE GOING TO
JOIN ME FOR SUPPER?

RATHER.

THERE'S NO MENU, I'M AFRAID.

THEY SAY IT'S FISH CAKES.

I LOVE FISH CAKES.

JUST AS WELL.

HOW'S MOTHER?

MUCH THE SAME.

SHE SENDS YOU HER LOVE.

SHE WORRIES ABOUT YOU.

WE BOTH DO.

WELL, I'M ALL RIGHT.
IT'S ONLY HASTINGS.

IT'S NOT AS IF IT'S THE
OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD.

YEAH, WELL, EVEN SO,

WE HEAR SO MUCH ABOUT
YOUNG WOMEN THESE DAYS...

IN UNIFORM, IN THE FORCES.

OF COURSE, I KNOW
WE'RE OUT OF TOUCH.

LYMINSTER'S SUCH A QUIET PLACE.

BUT EVEN IF HALF OF WHAT
WE HEAR IS TRUE, YOU KNOW...

YOUNG WOMEN IN THE W.A.A.F.,

IN THE A.T.S., THE NAVY.

"UP WITH THE LARK, TO BED WITH
A WREN." THAT'S WHAT THEY SAY.

I'M SORRY, DAD.
IT'S JUST A JOKE.

WELL, THAT'S MY POINT, SAMANTHA.

I DON'T THINK IT IS A JOKE.

I MEET A GREAT MANY PARENTS

WHOSE DAUGHTERS HAVE
GOT INTO DIFFICULTIES.

IT'S MY JOB TO OFFER
THEM PASTORAL CARE.

AND I HAVE TO SAY, IT'S MY
OPINION THAT ANY SORT OF MORALITY

HAS BEEN SHOT TO PIECES
BY THIS DREADFUL WAR.

I READ SOME OF THE BULLETINS

PUT OUT BY THE ASSOCIATION
FOR MORAL HYGIENE, FOR EXAMPLE,

AND QUITE FRANKLY, I'M APPALLED.

YES, BUT YOU NEEDN'T
WORRY ABOUT ME.

THERE'S NO CHANCE
OF ME GETTING P.W.P.

I'M SORRY?

PREGNANT WITHOUT PERMISSION.

ANYWAY, I'M NOT IN THE FORCES.

YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL
THEY MOVED ME TO THE POLICE.

IT'S NOT THE SAME THING AT ALL.

YES, I KNOW THEY MOVED YOU.

IN FACT, THAT'S WHAT MADE IT
EASIER FOR YOUR MOTHER AND ME

TO COME TO OUR DECISION.

WHAT DECISION?

I'M HERE, SAMANTHA, BECAUSE
I WANT YOU TO COME HOME.

WHAT?

IMMEDIATELY.

YOUR MOTHER STILL ISN'T
WELL. WE BOTH NEED YOU.

AND WE'D FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE

KNOWING WHERE YOU ARE.

BUT I CAN'T.

IT WOULD BE DIFFERENT
IF YOU WERE DOING

SOMETHING IMPORTANT
FOR THE WAR EFFORT.

THAT'S HOW YOU TALKED US INTO
LETTING YOU GO IN THE FIRST PLACE.

BUT WHAT IS THIS JOB OF YOURS?

DRIVING A POLICEMAN
ROUND THE COUNTRY,

GETTING INVOLVED IN MURDERS

AND LORD KNOWS WHAT ELSE.

MR. FOYLE NEEDS ME,

AND I DO MORE THAN DRIVE HIM.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

I'M SORRY, SAMANTHA.
MY MIND IS MADE UP.

I WANT YOU TO COME HOME.

Keller: ANDREW FOYLE...

WHAT ABOUT HIM?

DID YOU KNOW THAT HIS
FATHER IS A POLICE OFFICER...

DETECTIVE CHIEF SUPERINTENDENT
CHRISTOPHER FOYLE?

YOU MAY KNOW THE NAME.

NO.

HE'S IN HASTINGS. HE HAS
SOMETHING OF A REPUTATION.

REALLY, MARTIN, I DON'T SEE...

ANDREW FOYLE HAD LUNCH
WITH SERGEANT ROBERTS TODAY.

THESE FLYBOYS, THEY
DON'T WASTE ANY TIME.

I OVERHEARD THEM. THEY
WERE TALKING ABOUT SMITH.

ARE YOU SURE?

HE WAS ASKING QUESTIONS.

IT WAS VERY UNFORTUNATE.

POOR MISS SMITH...

BUT EVERYONE HERE WAS AWARE
OF THE STRAIN SHE HAD BEEN UNDER,

AND I THOUGHT WE'D DECIDED TO
DRAW A LINE UNDER THE WHOLE THING.

WELL, MAYBE YOU
SHOULD TELL FOYLE THAT.

I'M SURE I DON'T NEED TO.

I JUST THOUGHT YOU OUGHT
TO KNOW, SIR, THAT'S ALL.

THANK YOU, MARTIN. NOW I DO.

Foyle: SO YOU CAN'T
TELL ME ANYTHING AT ALL?

NO, DAD, I CAN'T.

EVERYTHING'S
CLASSIFIED, IS THAT IT?

WELL...

THEY GAVE ME A NEW SPIT.

OH, WELL...

I'VE NEVER FLOWN
ANYTHING LIKE IT.

WHEN YOU GET IN,
IT'S A BIT OF A SQUEEZE.

THE CANOPY'S ONLY ABOUT
AN INCH AWAY FROM YOUR HEAD,

AND WHEN YOU BREATHE...

I WASN'T SURE AT FIRST.

IT'S A BEAUTIFUL THING,

BUT IT DOESN'T TAXI WELL.

IF YOU ASK ME, THE
BRAKES ARE TOO SENSITIVE,

AND IF YOU PUSH TOO
HARD, YOU GO BELLY OVER.

BUT THE MOMENT
I WAS IN THE AIR...

WELL, IT'S... IT'S
HARD TO DESCRIBE.

IT WAS AS IF I'D BECOME
PART OF THE PLANE.

I DIDN'T HAVE TO THINK
ABOUT THE CONTROLS.

I JUST THOUGHT WHERE I
WANTED TO GO, AND I WENT.

WIZARD.

20,000 FEET IN NO TIME AT ALL.

350 MILES PER HOUR.

THAT'S AT LEAST 50 MORE
THAN THE HURRICANE.

TURNING, LANDING...
THERE'S JUST NOTHING LIKE IT.

SO YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT YOU
FLEW BUT NOT WHERE YOU FLEW IT?

I DIDN'T LEAVE ENGLAND.
IT WAS A TEST FLIGHT.

I'M NOT ACTUALLY
GOING INTO COMBAT, DAD,

SO YOU DON'T HAVE
TO WORRY ABOUT ME...

NOT YET, ANYWAY.

GOOD CROWD?

YEAH, THEY SEEM ALL RIGHT.

THE WING COMMANDER'S
A BIT OF A COLD FISH.

THERE'S THIS GIRL...

THERE ALWAYS IS.

ANNE. DAMN PRETTY.

BLUE EYES, NICE SMILE...

THE SORT OF GIRL YOU WANT TO
RUN OUT AND BUY FLOWERS FOR,

EXCEPT HER AUNT RUNS A
FLOWER SHOP HERE IN HASTINGS,

SO SHE PROBABLY CAN'T
STAND THE SIGHT OF THEM.

I DON'T THINK THERE'S
ANY SUCH THING

AS A GIRL WHO CAN'T STAND
THE SIGHT OF FLOWERS, IS THERE?

AREN'T THERE TIMES
WHEN YOU THINK OF...

THINK OF WHAT?

WELL, YOU KNOW, MARRYING AGAIN?

HERE WE GO.

IS THERE SOMEONE ELSE?

YOU THINK I'D TELL YOU?

COME ON, DAD. IT'S BEEN 8 YEARS.

ANDREW, I DON'T REALLY THINK THIS IS
QUITE THE RIGHT TIME FOR THIS, YOU KNOW.

I DON'T SEE THAT THE WAR
MAKES ANY DIFFERENCE.

LIFE STILL GOES ON.

WELL, I SINCERELY HOPE SO.

WHAT TIME ARE YOU
LEAVING TOMORROW?

LATE, AND I WON'T
BE IN FOR DINNER.

MMM. ANNE?

I SHOULD BE SO LUCKY.
NO, I'VE GOT A NIGHT OP.

RIGHT.

SLEEP WELL, DAD.

AND YOU.

TAKE CARE.

ALL RIGHT.

SIR, GOOD NEWS...

JEWELER DOES A LOT OF REPAIRS.

TINY PLACE IN MOUNT PLEASANT.

HE REMEMBERED IT STRAIGHTAWAY.

HE KEEPS A NOTE
OF ALL HIS BUSINESS.

AND YOU WERE RIGHT.
MENDED IT 6 MONTHS AGO.

HE GIVE YOU A NAME?

YES, HE DID.

Harold: I NEVER
THOUGHT I'D SEE IT AGAIN.

IT WAS TAKEN FROM THE HOUSE...

IT MUST BE A COUPLE OF
WEEKS AGO NOW, WASN'T IT, ENID?

A COUPLE OF WEEKS, YES.

WE NEVER LOCK THE DOOR.

SOMEONE CAME IN AND TOOK IT OFF

THE SIDEBOARD IN THE FRONT ROOM.

THEY TOOK OTHER THINGS, TOO.

A FEW THINGS OF ENID'S.

DID YOU REPORT IT?

DIDN'T SEEM ANY POINT.

NOTHING THEY TOOK
WAS WORTH VERY MUCH.

EXCEPT SENTIMENTAL VALUE.

WAS IT YOURS?

NO, IT WAS MY DAUGHTER'S.

SHE DIED.

OH, I'M VERY SORRY
TO HEAR THAT. HOW?

THERE WAS AN ACCIDENT.

SHE FELL UNDER A TRAIN.

I BOUGHT HER THAT
LOCKET FOR HER BIRTHDAY,

JUST BEFORE SHE DIED.

I'M JUST SO GLAD
TO HAVE IT BACK.

I CAN'T THANK YOU ENOUGH.

DOES THE NAME "GRAHAM
DAVIES" MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?

GRAHAM DAVIES? WHO IS HE?

HE WORKED AS A DRIVER FOR THE
WHITTINGTON ART GALLERY IN LONDON.

NEVER HEARD OF HIM.

DID HE HAVE IT? WAS HE
THE ONE WHO STOLE IT?

GRAHAM DAVIES WAS KILLED
IN AN AIR RAID A FEW DAYS AGO.

WHEN HIS BODY WAS FOUND,
HE HAD THE LOCKET IN HIS HAND.

MAYBE HE BOUGHT IT FROM SOMEONE.

WE DON'T CARE WHO HAD IT.

LIKE ENID SAID, WE'RE
JUST GLAD TO HAVE IT BACK.

WHAT DO YOU DO FOR
A LIVING, MR. SMITH?

I SELL ICE CREAM...

STOP-ME-AND-BUY-ONE.

WELL, AT LEAST I DID.

HAD TO PACK IT IN WHEN THEY TOOK
AWAY MY REFRIGERATION MACHINE.

THEY NEEDED IT TO
TRANSPORT BLOOD.

NOT THAT IT WOULD
BE ANY USE TO ME NOW.

WELL, THERE'S NO
ICE CREAM ANYMORE.

HAROLD'S JOINED THE HOME GUARD.

WHAT, HERE IN EASTBOURNE?

WHERE ELSE?

WELL, NOT HASTINGS?

NO. ENID AND I HAVE LIVED
HERE FOR OVER 30 YEARS.

WE'RE ON OUR OWN NOW.
WE DON'T GET OUT MUCH.

KEEP OURSELVES TO OURSELVES.

SO, HOW ARE YOU
GETTING ON, THEN?

PRETTY WELL.

I'D HAVE THOUGHT YOU'D HAVE
GONE BACK TO LONDON BY NOW.

CAN'T WAIT.

I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU
CAN STICK IT DOWN HERE.

I WAS BORN HERE.

WELL, IT MUST BE
INBRED, THEN. HA HA!

NO, I'M STILL STUCK HERE
FOR A COUPLE MORE DAYS.

YOU SHOULD COME TO
SUPPER, MEET MY FATHER.

WHY DID HE NEVER
COME UP TO OXFORD?

I DON'T KNOW. SUPPOSE
HE WAS TOO BUSY.

SO, ARE YOU STILL
SCOUTING LOCATIONS

FOR THIS EPIC OF YOURS, THEN?

DON'T KNOCK IT, ANDREW.

WE MAY NOT BE
GLORY BOYS LIKE YOU,

BUT THE C.F.U. WILL COME OUT OF
THIS WAR WITH ITS HEAD HELD HIGH.

THE CROWN FILM UNIT? I CAN'T
SEE YOU MAKING PROPAGANDA.

IT'S NOT PROPAGANDA. IT'S ART.

ACTUALLY, IT'S NEITHER.

IT'S A TWO-REELER ABOUT
THE NEED TO CONSERVE FUEL.

WHY HASTINGS?

WELL, WHY NOT? THIS IS
WHERE IT'S ALL HAPPENING.

WHAT IS HAPPENING, BY THE WAY?

YOU SAID YOU HAD NO IDEA WHAT YOU
WERE GOING TO BE DOING DOWN HERE.

I PRESUME YOU FOUND OUT.

I CAN'T REALLY TALK ABOUT IT.

WHAT? SERIOUSLY.

I'M ON ACTIVE SERVICE NOW AND...

ARE YOU DOING
SOMETHING HUSH-HUSH?

NO.

COME ON, I'M INTERESTED.

LOOK, BRUCE, I
OUGHT TO BE GOING.

FRIGHTENED YOU OFF, HAVE I?

LET'S GO HALVES ON THE LUNCH.

OH, FORGET IT. THIS ONE'S ON ME.

I'M SORRY, BRUCE. I DIDN'T
MEAN TO SOUND POMPOUS.

NO, I UNDERSTAND...

CARELESS TALK AND ALL THAT.

NOW, LET'S SEE...

Foyle: YOU'RE
DISTURBINGLY QUIET, SAM.

YES, SIR.

THERE'S SOMETHING I'VE
BEEN MEANING TO SAY.

I'M AFRAID I CAN'T
DRIVE YOU ANY MORE.

I'M GOING TO HAVE TO
OFFER MY RESIGNATION.

THIS IS A BIT SUDDEN.

EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY.

WHAT, YOU'RE GOING
TO LEAVE ME HERE?

NO, I MEAN... EFFECTIVE AS
SOON AS I'VE TAKEN YOU BACK.

DOES THIS HAVE ANYTHING
TO DO WITH YOUR FATHER?

EVERYTHING TO DO WITH MY FATHER.

HE WANTS ME TO COME HOME.

HE'S TAKING ME WITH
HIM TWO DAYS FROM NOW.

AH, RIGHT.

I DID TRY TO REASON WITH HIM,

BUT HE'S DECIDED THAT I'M NOT
DOING ANYTHING USEFUL ANYWAY

AND TO PACK IT IN.

WELL, I'M SORRY TO HEAR IT.

THERE IS JUST ONE CHANCE, SIR.

I WONDER IF YOU
COULD TALK TO HIM?

WOULD HE WANT TO TALK TO ME?

WELL, I DID ASK
HIM, AND HE AGREED.

I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND.

IT'S JUST I REALLY DON'T WANT TO
SHOVE OFF JUST AT THE MOMENT.

AND I KNOW YOU COULD
EASILY GET ANOTHER DRIVER,

BUT I REALLY WOULD
APPRECIATE IT.

WELL, I'LL DO WHAT I CAN.

WHERE ARE THESE PAINTINGS?

THEY'RE IN SOME SORT OF MINE.

LOOKS LIKE WE'RE HERE.

Man: RUBENS, REMBRANDT,
MICHELANGELO, DA VINCI...

WE'VE GOT THEM ALL.

THERE'S MORE ART
IN WALES RIGHT NOW

THAN THERE'S BEEN
IN A THOUSAND YEARS,

AND NOBODY CAN SEE
IT. IT'S A CRYING SHAME.

FRANCOIS BERAULT.

THAT'S ONE OF HIS LATER WORKS.

HE ONLY STARTED
DRAWING YOUNG WOMEN

JUST BEFORE HE LOST HIS SIGHT.

SO YOU WERE HERE WHEN
GRAHAM DAVIES ARRIVED?

I WAS.

AND THE VAN WAS
LOCKED WHEN IT ARRIVED?

THAT LOCK HADN'T
BEEN TAMPERED WITH.

I HAD THE ONLY OTHER KEY.

AND YOU WERE HERE ALL THE
TIME THE VAN WAS BEING UNLOADED?

I SUPERVISED THE
WHOLE THING, MR. FOYLE.

342 ITEMS CAME
OUT, AND 342 WENT IN.

I CHECKED EVERY ONE OF THEM

AGAINST THE ENTRIES IN
MR. CARMICHAEL'S LEDGER.

WHAT MAKES YOU SO SURE

THAT SOMETHING WAS TAKEN?

OH, NO, I'M NOT.

I JUST WANTED TO BE
SURE IT WAS ALL HERE.

IT'S A FUNNY WAY
TO SPEND THE WAR,

WET-NURSING A
BUNCH OF OLD MASTERS.

CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT MOST OF THEM,

BUT THEY'RE ALL HERE,

ALL ACCOUNTED FOR.

GOOD.

WAS YOUR MR. DAVIES A MAGICIAN?

I DON'T THINK SO.

THEN HE COULDN'T HAVE
SPIRITED ANYTHING AWAY.

I THINK I'VE GOT HIM, SIR.

Graeme: RANGE?

30 MILES, BEARING 2-4-0.

HEIGHT 600.

RIGHT. LOCK ONTO HIM.

THERE.

WELL DONE, ROBERTS.

Andrew: HELLO AGAIN.

OH, IT'S YOU. YOU STARTLED ME.

IS IT MY IMAGINATION, OR IS
EVERYONE A BIT JUMPY AROUND HERE?

WE'RE ALL ON EDGE, IT'S TRUE,

BUT THEN, THERE'S
SO MUCH AT STAKE.

SOME PEOPLE SAY THE
LUFTWAFFE'S FINISHED;

THAT THEY'RE NO
MATCH FOR OUR BOYS.

AND I WANT TO BELIEVE IT,

BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S TRUE.

I CAN FEEL THEM OUT THERE

LIKE A GREAT BIG SHADOW
GETTING NEARER EVERY DAY,

AND I JUST WONDER HOW WE'RE
EVER GOING TO STAND UP TO THEM.

YOU SIGHTED ME TODAY.

WE'RE GETTING THERE.

I'LL MAKE IT MORE
DIFFICULT FOR YOU TONIGHT.

IT'S WONDERFUL, THE
WAY YOU'RE HELPING US.

I BET YOU CAN'T WAIT TO
JOIN A SQUADRON, THOUGH.

I WANT TO GET OUT THERE, YES,

BUT I'LL GET MY CHANCE.

I THINK YOU'RE VERY BRAVE.

IS IT TRUE WHAT YOU SAID...

YOUR FATHER BEING A POLICEMAN?

YES. WHY DO YOU ASK?

I JUST WONDERED, THAT'S ALL.

JUST WONDERED?

YES.

THERE WASN'T SOMETHING YOU
WANTED TO TELL ME, WAS THERE?

WE WERE INTERRUPTED AT LUNCH.

NO.

FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE,
ANNE, WHAT IS IT?

WHY ARE YOU SO AFRAID?

I'M NOT.

I CAN FEEL IT HERE.

EVERYONE SEEMS TO BE SO NERVOUS,

AND IT ISN'T JUST JERRY.

YOU WERE TELLING ME
ABOUT YOUR FRIEND...

LUCY, WASN'T IT?

YES.

YOU DIDN'T TELL ME HOW SHE DIED.

WELL...

WELL, IT WAS HORRIBLE.

SHE COMMITTED SUICIDE.

HERE?

IN BRIGHTON.

SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND.

I FELT TERRIBLE
WHEN IT HAPPENED.

IT WAS ALL SO WRONG.

WRONG?

THE WAY SHE WAS
BULLIED AND PUSHED AND...

I SHOULDN'T TALK ABOUT IT.

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

OF COURSE IT MATTERS.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN
ABOUT HER BEING PUSHED?

IT WAS JUST A
MANNER OF SPEAKING.

YOU WERE ASKING
ME ABOUT MY FATHER.

IS THERE SOMETHING YOU
WANT ME TO SAY TO HIM,

SOMETHING HE OUGHT TO KNOW?

NO. I WAS JUST
INTERESTED, THAT'S ALL.

LUCY HATED IT HERE.

THE WORK WAS TOO MUCH FOR HER,

AND THE WAITING.

IN THE END, SHE CRACKED.

WE'RE NOT MEANT
TO TALK ABOUT IT.

I SHOULDN'T HAVE
MENTIONED IT AT ALL.

I'M SORRY. I HAVE TO GO.

Keller: YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT
HER, WEREN'T YOU, SERGEANT ROBERTS?

I SAW THE TWO OF YOU
TOGETHER FOR A SECOND TIME.

I'LL BE TALKING TO FOYLE LATER,

SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL
TELL ME THE TRUTH.

WE DID MENTION HER, SIR.

WHY?

HE ASKED ME ABOUT HER.

AND WHAT DID YOU SAY?

I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING.

THAT'S THE TRUTH, SIR.

AT EASE, SERGEANT.

LOOK, WE ALL FELT AS BAD
ABOUT LUCY AS YOU DID,

BUT YOU HAVE TO
SEE IT IN CONTEXT.

I TOLD YOU AT THE TIME,

WE CANNOT ALLOW ANYTHING
TO GET IN THE WAY OF OUR WORK

OR, MORE IMPORTANTLY,
OUR WORKING AS A TEAM.

EVER SINCE LUCY
DID WHAT SHE DID,

MORALE HAS BEEN SHOT TO PIECES,

AND TO BE FRANK, IT'S BEEN
REFLECTED IN OUR RESULTS.

THAT'S THE MAIN REASON WHY
PILOT OFFICER FOYLE IS HERE.

IF WE KEEP GOING
OVER OLD GROUND,

IT WILL JUST MAKE THINGS WORSE.

I DO KNOW THAT, SIR.

LOOK, I KNOW IT'S
BEEN TOUGH ON YOU.

YOU WERE THE CLOSEST TO HER.

AND THAT'S WHY I'VE
COME TO A DECISION

WHICH I HOPE WILL
HELP YOU GET OVER IT.

WHAT DECISION?

I'VE HAD A REQUEST FROM VENTNOR.

THEY'RE ONE MAN SHORT,

AND THEY NEED AN
EXPERIENCED PLOTTER.

I'VE RECOMMENDED YOU.

YOU'RE TO BE TRANSFERRED WITH
IMMEDIATE EFFECT FROM TOMORROW.

VENTNOR?

THE ISLE OF WIGHT. VERY
MUCH THE FRONT LINE.

BUT, SIR, I'M HAPPY HERE.

NO, I DON'T THINK YOU ARE.

I THINK A CHANGE OF
SCENE WILL DO YOU GOOD.

ARE YOU MOVING ME BECAUSE
YOU'RE AFRAID I'LL TALK?

THAT'S ALL, SERGEANT.

I'M MOVING YOU FOR THE
REASONS I'VE JUST TOLD YOU.

DISMISSED.

YES, SIR.

WHAT'S THIS, THEN?

HOLDING A SALE OF BRIC-A-BRAC?

NO. IT'S OUT OF DAVIES'
HOUSE... OR WHAT'S LEFT OF IT.

YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO FIND
THE REASON HE WAS MURDERED HERE?

I'M BEGINNING TO THINK NOT.

IT SEEMS THE GALLERY HAS
NOTHING WHATSOEVER TO DO WITH IT.

YOU SOUND TIRED.

IT'S BECAUSE I AM.

JUST BACK FROM WALES,
AND I'M GONNA LOSE SAM.

WHAT, YOUR DRIVER?

YEAH. HER FATHER
WANTS HER BACK HOME.

OH, LOCK UP YOUR DAUGHTERS, EH?

I SUPPOSE YOU CAN'T BLAME HIM.

I LOOK AT MY OWN GIRLS,

AND I'M ONLY GLAD THEY'RE
NOT OLD ENOUGH TO SERVE.

YOU WORRIED ABOUT IT?

THERE ARE ALL SORTS OF HORROR
STORIES DOING THE ROUNDS.

TAKE THE A.T.S.

YOU KNOW WHAT
THEY CALL THE WOMEN?

OFFICER'S GROUNDSHEETS.

WELL, ILLEGITIMATE
BIRTHS ARE UP,

AND ARRESTS OF TEENAGED
GIRLS THIS YEAR HAVE SHOT UP.

YEAH, WELL, I'M SURE SAM IS GONNA
BE AS SAFE AS HOUSES IN LYMINSTER.

YES. I'M SORRY.

YOU KNOW, I'VE HAD ENOUGH
OF THIS. I'M GOING HOME.

I'M NOT GETTING
ANYWHERE WITH IT.

IS ANDREW AT HOME TONIGHT?

NO. HE'S ON SOME SORT
OF OPERATION OR OTHER.

THEN WHY NOT COME
OUT FOR A DRINK?

I'M BUYING.

OH. MAKE A NICE CHANGE.

LIQUID INSPIRATION.

ALL RIGHT. GOOD IDEA.

BEARING 3-0-0, RANGE 28 MILES.

SIR, I'M NOT GETTING
ANY I.F.F. RESPONSE.

WHAT?

THERE'S NO TRACE, SIR.

IF HIS I.F.F. ISN'T SWITCHED ON,

HE'LL BE SHOT OUT OF THE SKY.

SEE IF YOU CAN GET
HIM ON THE RADIO.

BASE TO TARGET SPITFIRE.

BASE TO TARGET SPITFIRE.
DO YOU READ ME? OVER.

THIS IS TARGET
SPITFIRE TO BASE...

JESUS!

BASE, WHAT THE HELL'S GOING
ON? I'M COMING UNDER FIRE.

FOYLE, YOU'RE NOT
TRANSMITTING AN I.F.F. SIGNAL.

PUT YOUR BLOODY PARROT ON. OVER!

Woman: SIR, HE'S LOSING HEIGHT.

SPITFIRE TO BASE. I.F.F. IS ON.

CONFIRM. BASE?

HEIGHT 600 FEET.

WE STILL HAVE NO
SIGNAL, FOYLE. OVER.

JESUS.

I'VE LOST HIM, SIR.

BASE TO TARGET SPITFIRE.

BASE TO TARGET
SPITFIRE. COME IN, PLEASE.

DO YOU READ ME? OVER.

BASE TO TARGET SPITFIRE.

BASE TO TARGET
SPITFIRE. COME IN, PLEASE.

DO YOU READ ME? OVER.

I'M SORRY, SIR. HE'S GONE.

HE'S NOT THERE ANYMORE.

Graeme: ALL IN ALL, I'D SAY YOU
WERE VERY FORTUNATE, FOYLE.

AT LEAST YOU'RE
STILL IN ONE PIECE.

I DON'T QUITE SEE
IT THAT WAY, SIR.

WHAT HAPPENED TO MY I.F.F.?

IT MALFUNCTIONED.

THESE THINGS
HAPPEN. I'M VERY SORRY.

ENGINE VIBRATION
PROBABLY BROKE UP

SOME OF THE CARBON
ELEMENTS IN THE UNIT

WITH THE RESULT THAT WE DIDN'T
RECEIVE AN IDENTIFYING PULSE.

NOR DID ANYONE ELSE,

SO NATURALLY IT WAS ASSUMED
YOU WERE AN ENEMY AIRCRAFT,

AND YOU CAME UNDER FIRE.

THEY BLOODY NEARLY SHOT ME DOWN.

THE FACT THEY DIDN'T
DOES YOU CREDIT.

YES, SIR.

WELL, AS SOON AS THE
ACK-ACK FIRE STARTED,

I REALIZED I HAD TO GET
DOWN AS FAST AS I COULD.

I WAS LUCKY THERE
WAS A BIT OF A MOON.

I PUT DOWN IN A FARM
ABOUT 6 MILES AWAY.

HOW COME YOU LOST RADIO CONTACT?

I KNOCKED MYSELF OUT.

SOMEONE HAD PUT A
HAYSTACK IN THE FIELD.

BUT YOU'RE UNHURT?

I BRUISED MY HEAD,
BUT OTHERWISE I'M OK.

Graeme: YOU DID VERY, VERY WELL.

NO ONE COULD HAVE DONE BETTER.

IF YOU ASK ME, YOU DESERVE
A SPOT OF LEAVE... 48 HOURS.

I'M STILL PUZZLED, SIR.

THE PARROT WAS
WORKING WHEN I TOOK OFF.

IT HAD BEEN FINE
THROUGHOUT THE DAY.

WELL, I'VE EXPLAINED.

YOU DON'T THINK IT MIGHT
HAVE BEEN TAMPERED WITH?

WHAT ARE YOU SUGGESTING, FOYLE?

WHO WOULD WANT TO
DO A THING LIKE THAT?

I DON'T KNOW.

IT WAS JUST A THOUGHT.

Graeme: A CRAZY ONE.

MAYBE THAT BUMP ON THE HEAD

HAS AFFECTED YOU
MORE THAN YOU THINK.

ALL RIGHT, FOYLE, THAT'S
ENOUGH. YOU'RE DISMISSED.

SIR.

YOU GET SOME REST.

EXCUSE ME. YOU'RE
JANE, AREN'T YOU?

YES.

HAVE YOU SEEN ANNE?

SHE'S GONE.

GONE WHERE?

I DON'T KNOW. SHE'S
BEEN TRANSFERRED.

YOU MEAN SHE'S GONE PERMANENTLY?

I SUPPOSE SO.

WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?

IT WAS ALL VERY SUDDEN.

SHE WAS PACKING HER BAGS YESTERDAY
EVENING JUST BEFORE YOU TOOK OFF.

THANKS.

Foyle: YOU WANTED TO SEE ME
ABOUT YOUR DAUGHTER, MR. STEWART?

IT WAS SAMANTHA WHO WANTED
ME TO TALK TO YOU, MR. FOYLE.

I REALLY HAVE NOTHING TO SAY.

OH.

WELL, I'VE COME OVER HERE

BECAUSE SAMANTHA HOPED I
MIGHT BE ABLE TO CHANGE YOUR MIND.

BUT IF I'M WASTING YOUR TIME...

NO. I'M SORRY. I SPOKE
RATHER RUDELY JUST NOW.

PLEASE SIT DOWN.

THANK YOU.

WILL YOU...

NO.

SO, HOW HAS SAMANTHA
BEEN GETTING ON?

SHE'S DOING VERY WELL.
SHE'S VERY POPULAR.

I DO APPRECIATE THAT SHE
DOES SEEM TO HAVE TAKEN

RATHER A LIKING TO
HER WORK WITH YOU,

THOUGH I DID SAY TO HER

IT DOES SEEM RATHER
AN ODD FIELD OF ACTIVITY

IN WHICH TO FIND HERSELF.

POLICE WORK?

I DON'T MEAN TO CAUSE OFFENSE.

NONE TAKEN. NO, I
COULDN'T AGREE MORE.

PEOPLE ARE BEING KILLED IN
BOMBING RAIDS EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK,

AND WE SPEND ALL OUR TIME TRYING
TO SOLVE SMALL DOMESTIC MURDERS.

YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT.

IN FACT, IT'S WHY I KEEP
ASKING TO BE TRANSFERRED.

BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, SHOULD
WE BE IGNORING INNOCENT VICTIMS

SIMPLY BECAUSE WE'RE
IN THE MIDDLE OF A WAR?

OH, NO, OF COURSE NOT.

AND AS FOR YOUR
DAUGHTER BEING INVOLVED,

IT WASN'T MY CHOICE,
NOR IN FACT WAS IT HERS.

IN FACT, SHE WAS
TRANSFERRED FROM THE M.T.C.

SIMPLY BECAUSE I
WAS SHORT-STAFFED.

I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY.

BUT AT THE SAME TIME,
I DO NEED HER WITH ME.

HER MOTHER'S NOT WELL.
I'M VERY MUCH ON MY OWN.

I'M MORE IN DEMAND
THAN I EVER WAS.

PEOPLE SEEM TO TURN TO THE
CHURCH MORE IN A TIME OF WAR.

AND IF I'M TO BE HONEST,

IT'S MY PERSONAL FEELING THAT
SAMANTHA WOULD BE BETTER OFF AT HOME.

WELL, I'D RATHER MY SON WERE
AT HOME TOO, MR. STEWART,

SO I UNDERSTAND AS WELL.

BUT I'M NOT GOING
TO ARGUE WITH YOU

WHEN I CAN SEE VERY WELL
THAT YOU'VE MADE UP YOUR MIND.

MR. FOYLE, WHERE IS YOUR SON?

MY SON IS WITH THE
R.A.F. HE'S A PILOT.

HELLO?

CAN I HELP YOU?

I'M LOOKING FOR D.C.S. FOYLE.

YOU'RE ANDREW?

YES.

I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT
BE. I'M PAUL MILNER.

I WORK WITH YOUR FATHER.

YOU GOT YOUR WINGS.
CONGRATULATIONS.

THANKS.

I WISH I COULD BE IN YOUR SHOES.

NOT AT THE MOMENT.

WHY? IS SOMETHING WRONG?

APART FROM SOMEONE
TRYING TO KILL ME,

NO, I'M FINE.

I'M SORRY?

LOOK, I SHOULDN'T
HAVE SAID THAT.

I JUST NEED TO
TALK TO MY FATHER.

DO YOU HAVE ANY
IDEA WHEN HE'LL BE IN?

WELL, IT COULD BE ANY TIME.

YOU'RE WELCOME TO
WAIT FOR HIM HERE.

NO. I'M GOING HOME.

TELL HIM HE CAN FIND
ME THERE, WILL YOU?

ARE YOU SURE I CAN'T HELP?

NO. THANKS.

I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN.

I HOPE SO.

PILOT OFFICER FOYLE?

YES.

MY NAME'S HENDERSON.
I'M WITH SPECIAL BRANCH.

COULD YOU GET IN
THE CAR, PLEASE?

WHY?

I'D PREFER NOT
TO TALK HERE, SIR.

IF YOU COULD JUST GET IN...

NO, SORRY. I'M
MEETING MY FATHER.

WELL, WE'LL CONTACT YOUR
FATHER IN DUE COURSE, MR. FOYLE.

WILL YOU PLEASE GET IN THE CAR?

NO, I WON'T.

ANDREW FOYLE,

YOU'RE SUSPECTED OF
CONSPIRING TO ASSIST THE ENEMY

IN CONTRAVENTION OF
THE DEFENSE REGULATIONS,

AND I'M PLACING
YOU UNDER ARREST.

NOW GET IN.

SIR, YOUR SON WAS HERE
JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO.

WHY WAS HE HERE?

HE WANTS TO SEE YOU,
AND I THINK IT'S URGENT.

HE'S WAITING FOR YOU AT HOME.

SIR, LAST DRIVE?

THANK YOU, SAM.

WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE
YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?

I HAVE A WARRANT TO
SEARCH THE HOUSE, MR. FOYLE.

HENDERSON, SPECIAL BRANCH.

WHERE'S MY SON?

YOUR SON IS CURRENTLY
BEING HELD UNDER ARREST, SIR.

WHAT FOR?

YOUR SON IS SUSPECTED OF BEING IN
POSSESSION OF CERTAIN DOCUMENTS

OF SUCH A NATURE THAT
THEIR DISSEMINATION

WOULD BE A BREACH OF
THE DEFENSE REGULATIONS.

TOTAL RUBBISH. I
WANT TO SEE HIM.

I'M AFRAID THAT
WON'T BE POSSIBLE, SIR,

UNTIL WE'VE HAD A
CHANCE TO QUESTION HIM.

WHERE IS HE?

THAT INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED.

I DON'T NEED TO TELL
YOU, SIR, HOW SERIOUS,

HOW EXTREMELY
SERIOUS THIS OFFENSE IS.

I'LL REPORT BACK JUST AS SOON
AS THERE'S ANYTHING TO SAY.

RICHARD, ALL HE TOLD ME

WAS THAT HE'S INVOLVED IN
SOME TEST ON THE SOUTH COAST.

WELL, OF COURSE IT'S SECRET.

IF IT WASN'T SECRET,

I WOULDN'T BE
CALLING YOU, WOULD I?

YOU'RE IN WHITEHALL.
YOU MUST KNOW.

I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHERE HE IS.

MY SON IN POSSESSION
OF SECRET DOCUMENTS

IS OBVIOUSLY RIDICULOUS.

THIS IS OBVIOUSLY A MISTAKE.

PLEASE DO. THANK YOU.

I CAN'T FIND ANYONE
WHO KNOWS ANYTHING

ABOUT A HENDERSON
AT SPECIAL BRANCH,

ALTHOUGH THESE DAYS
THAT'S NOT SURPRISING...

THEY'VE GOT SO MANY
DIFFERENT DIVISIONS.

I'VE GOT A FRIEND AT SCOTLAND
YARD, AND I'LL GET ONTO HIM,

SEE IF HE CAN DIG ANYTHING UP.

THANK YOU, BUT YOU SHOULDN'T
GET INVOLVED IN ANY OF THIS.

LISTEN, I'M OBVIOUSLY
NOT GONNA BE AROUND

FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS,

SO YOU SHOULD TAKE
OVER THIS DAVIES BUSINESS.

THIS GALLERY HAS OBVIOUSLY
GOT SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT,

AND FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH,
I DON'T LIKE THE CURATOR.

A KILLER?

THIEF MAYBE.

HAVE YOU FINISHED
AT THE DAVIES HOUSE?

YES, SIR. WE'VE GOT ALL
THE BITS AND PIECES HERE.

IF THERE WAS A PAINTING OR A
DRAWING HIDDEN SOMEWHERE,

IT WAS PROBABLY
DESTROYED IN THE FIRE.

THIS ICE CREAM SELLER...

HAROLD SMITH.

YEAH. DIDN'T
BELIEVE HIM. DID YOU?

ABOUT THE BREAK-IN AND
THE LOCKET BEING STOLEN? NO.

NO. HE SEEMED TO BE MORE WORRIED
ABOUT THE FACT WE'D FOUND IT

RATHER THAN BEING
PLEASED TO SEE IT.

PERHAPS THERE'S A LINK
BETWEEN HIM AND DAVIES

THAT WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT.

YEAH, QUITE POSSIBLY.

AND THE DAUGHTER...
DID WE GET HER NAME?

NO, JUST THAT SHE
FELL UNDER A TRAIN.

WELL, DID SHE FALL,
OR WAS SHE PUSHED?

COULD SHE POSSIBLY HAVE BEEN

HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH
DAVIES, DO YOU THINK?

IT WOULD EXPLAIN HOW HE
GOT HOLD OF THE LOCKET.

BUT NOT WHY HE HAD IT IN HIS
HAND WHEN HE OPENED THE DOOR.

WE NEED TO FIND OUT MORE
ABOUT HER AND HOW SHE DIED.

YES, SIR.

AND IF I HEAR ANYTHING
ABOUT HENDERSON,

I'LL LET YOU KNOW.

THANK YOU.

CHRISTOPHER, ANY NEWS?

NOT A THING.

SAME HERE. I CALLED
THE COMMISSIONER.

I ASKED A COUPLE OF QUESTIONS,

AND THE WORLD
CAVED IN ON MY HEAD.

HE SAID IT WAS NONE
OF MY DAMN BUSINESS

AND MORE OR LESS READ ME
THE ENTIRE OFFICIAL SECRETS ACT.

WELL, THANK YOU FOR TRYING.

ANDREW DEFINITELY SAID
SOMEBODY TRIED TO KILL HIM?

HE'S YOUNG. HE
COULD BE IMAGINING IT.

HE'S NOT THAT IMAGINATIVE.

WELL, HE'LL TURN
UP IN DUE COURSE.

WHATEVER HE'S
SUPPOSED TO HAVE DONE,

THEY CAN'T KEEP HIM
LOCKED UP FOR GOOD.

I DON'T THINK THERE'S
MUCH MORE WE CAN DO.

HE MENTIONED A GIRL. A GIRL?

NAME IS ANNE; HAS AN
AUNT WITH A FLOWER SHOP.

THAT'S NOT MUCH TO GO ON.

IN HASTINGS.

THERE'S SOMETHING. I'LL
GET SOMEBODY ONTO IT.

THANK YOU.

JUST BE CAREFUL.

I DON'T WANT YOU
ARRESTED AS WELL.

YES, YES.

Andrew: THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

THE WHOLE THING IS
COMPLETELY CRAZY.

Keller: HAVE YOU ANY IDEA OF THE
SERIOUSNESS OF THE CHARGES AGAINST YOU?

YES. MR. HENDERSON HAS TOLD ME.

WE COULD BE TALKING TREASON!

WE'RE TALKING NONSENSE!

Henderson: THESE DOCUMENTS
WERE DISCOVERED MISSING

AT 0600 HOURS THIS MORNING.

YES?

THEY CONTAIN A DETAILED ANALYSIS

OF THE MOST RECENT TESTS MADE
ON THE RADAR SYSTEM AT THIS STATION.

THEY COULD GIVE THE
ENEMY VITAL INFORMATION

ABOUT THE STRENGTHS
AND WEAKNESSES

OF OUR ENTIRE COASTAL DEFENSE.

I DIDN'T TAKE THEM.

THEY WERE FOUND IN YOUR LOCKER.

SOMEBODY MUST
HAVE PUT THEM THERE.

AND WHO WOULD DO THAT?

YOU TELL ME.

TELL US ABOUT BRUCE
LEIGHTON-MORRIS, MR. FOYLE.

WHAT?

BRUCE LEIGHTON-MORRIS,
YOUR FRIEND FROM OXFORD.

WHY DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?

WHEN DID YOU LAST SEE HIM?

A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO.

HE DROVE ME DOWN
HERE, AND WE HAD LUNCH.

WHAT'S BRUCE GOT
TO DO WITH THIS?

HE'S DOWN HERE TO MAKE A
FILM ABOUT FUEL CONSERVATION.

WHY DID HE GIVE YOU MONEY?

HE DIDN'T.

I WAS WATCHING, MR. FOYLE.

MR. LEIGHTON-MORRIS HAS BEEN
UNDER SURVEILLANCE FOR SOME TIME NOW.

YOU MET HIM; HE
PRODUCED HIS WALLET.

HE PAID FOR LUNCH.

HE TOOK OUT HIS WALLET
AND PAID FOR LUNCH!

DON'T PLAY THE INNOCENT
WITH US, MR. FOYLE.

COMMUNIST PARTY
OF GREAT BRITAIN...

THAT'S WHERE YOU MET HIM.

YOU WERE IN THE
COMMUNIST PARTY AT OXFORD.

YOU JOINED IN THE
SUMMER OF 1938.

FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE,
IT WAS NOTHING.

IT WAS... IT WAS LIKE A CLUB.

AFTER SPAIN, A LOT OF US FELT...

THE COMMUNISTS WERE FIGHTING
THE NAZIS BEFORE WE WERE!

ANYWAY, I ONLY WENT TO
HALF A DOZEN MEETINGS.

I LOST INTEREST.

YOU KEPT YOUR MEMBERSHIP.

I'D FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT IT.

WE HADN'T.

LOOK, YOU CAN'T KEEP ME HERE.

I WANT TO SPEAK TO MY FATHER

OR AT LEAST TO MY
COMMANDING OFFICER.

THIS IS CRAZY.

YOU'RE NOT SEEING
ANYONE, MR. FOYLE,

UNTIL YOU START
ANSWERING SOME QUESTIONS.

THIS HAS GOT
NOTHING TO DO WITH ME.

HE KNOWS!

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT
I KNOW, FOYLE.

A NUMBER OF EXTREMELY SENSITIVE
DOCUMENTS HAVE GONE MISSING

AND HAVE BEEN FOUND
IN YOUR POSSESSION.

YOU TURN OUT TO BE A SELF-CONFESSED
MEMBER OF THE COMMUNIST PARTY

AND ARE SEEN TAKING MONEY FROM
A PROMINENT COMMUNIST AGITATOR

WHO HAS SINCE DISAPPEARED.

NOW, LET'S START FROM
THE BEGINNING, SHALL WE?

EXCUSE ME.

YES?

I WANTED TO SEE...

IS ANDREW HERE? ANDREW FOYLE?

NO, I'M AFRAID HE ISN'T.

OH. RIGHT.

I SHOULDN'T REALLY
HAVE COME ANYWAY.

I'M SORRY.

YOU'RE ANNE, AREN'T YOU?

I'M SORRY. I DON'T
KNOW YOUR SURNAME.

HE WORKS WITH YOU?
HE'S MENTIONED YOU.

I REALLY CAN'T STAY.

PLEASE, LISTEN.

I THINK HE'S IN TROUBLE,

AND I NEED SOME
HELP TO FIND HIM.

WOULD YOU PLEASE COME IN?

PLEASE.

Anne: I CAN'T TELL YOU ANYTHING.

YOU MUST UNDERSTAND.

I SIGNED THE
OFFICIAL SECRETS ACT.

IF THEY FOUND OUT
I WAS EVEN HERE...

I COULD BE SENT TO PRISON.

WELL, WHEN DID YOU LAST SEE HIM?

TWO DAYS AGO.

DID YOU KNOW WHAT
HAD HAPPENED TO HIM?

I ONLY MET HIM A
COUPLE OF TIMES.

I HARDLY KNOW HIM.

IF HE'S BEEN ARRESTED,

THERE MUST BE A REASON.

WHY HAVE YOU COME HERE?

I WANTED TO SEE HIM.

I WANTED TO SAY GOOD-BYE.

OH, YOU'RE LEAVING?

THEY'VE MADE ME.

WHY IS THAT?

I CAN'T TELL YOU.

I CAN'T TELL YOU ANYTHING.

IF THEY KNEW IT WAS ME...

I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY
YOU'RE SO FRIGHTENED.

IT'S NOT THE WORK;
IT'S SOMETHING

THAT HAPPENED
BEFORE ANDREW CAME.

LOOK, IT'S CLEAR
YOU KNOW SOMETHING,

SO I DON'T WANT YOU
TO JUST LEAVE HERE

WITHOUT AT LEAST HELPING
ME THE NEXT STEP OF THE WAY.

ANDREW'S COMMANDING OFFICER

IS A MAN CALLED GRAEME...

GROUP CAPTAIN ALASTAIR GRAEME.

HE LIVES HERE IN HASTINGS.

HE SHOULDN'T BE HARD TO FIND.

BUT PLEASE, I NEVER
GAVE YOU HIS NAME.

NO, OF COURSE.

WHERE ARE THEY SENDING
YOU? CAN YOU TELL ME THAT?

NO.

BUT WHEN YOU FIND
ANDREW, TELL HIM...

WELL, JUST SAY
GOOD LUCK FROM ME.

Sam: WHY DON'T WE JUST GO IN?

Foyle: WE CAN'T.

MAYBE HE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING.

AND IF I WAS TO ASK
HIM ABOUT ANDREW,

HE WOULDN'T TELL ME ANYWAY.

WHY SHOULD HE?

WE COULD FOLLOW HIM
BACK TO WHERE HE'S BASED.

WE'D GET ARRESTED AS SPIES.

I'M GONNA MISS ALL THIS.

ARE YOU?

I'VE ENJOYED
WORKING WITH YOU, SIR.

I'M SORRY I'VE BEEN...

BEEN WHAT?

YOU KNOW.

YEAH.

NO, YOU'VE BEEN FINE, SAM.

IS THAT HIM THERE?

COULD BE.

LOOKS LIKE IT.

SHALL WE GO?

Sam: ISN'T THIS THE PUB WHERE
WE INTERVIEWED JOYCE DAVIES?

YES. HENLEY TERRACE IS
JUST AROUND THE CORNER.

YOU WAITING HERE?

SIR, WHY DON'T YOU LET ME DO IT?

ISN'T THERE MORE CHANCE
HE'D TALK TO A GIRL?

THINK SO?

WELL, IF WE CAN CATCH
HIM ALONE HAVING A DRINK,

HE MIGHT GIVE ME A CLUE.

ALL RIGHT. BE CAREFUL.

Woman: THERE WE ARE, SIR.

THANKS.

WHAT'LL IT BE, MISS?

I'LL HAVE A GLASS
OF SHERRY, PLEASE.

LET ME GET YOU THAT.

I'M SORRY?

ARE YOU ON YOUR OWN?

YES.

I HATE TO SEE A LADY
BUYING HERSELF A DRINK.

OH.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH,
SIR. THAT'S VERY KIND.

CIGARETTE?

MMM.

ARE YOU A.T.S.?

NO, M.T.C.

YOUR SHERRY, MISS.

Sam: HOW ABOUT YOU?

R.A.F. OBVIOUSLY, BUT WHICH BIT?

MY NAME'S ALASTAIR.

I'M SAMANTHA, BUT
EVERYONE CALLS ME SAM.

CHEERS.

I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WERE
ANY M.T.C. SECTIONS ROUND HERE.

WELL, ACTUALLY, I'M ON LEAVE.

I ONLY GOT HOME TODAY.

MEETING SOMEONE?

NO, THERE IS NO ONE... JUST ME.

I FIND THAT VERY SURPRISING.

DO YOU FLY?

I USED TO.

WELL, YOU DON'T
LOOK LIKE A PILOT.

YOU LOOK TOO IMPORTANT.

I'LL TAKE THAT AS A COMPLIMENT.

YOU'RE A GROUP CAPTAIN?

WHY DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?

WELL, IT'S JUST I'D LOVE
TO GET IN THE W.A.A.F.

I MEAN, THE M.T.C. IS FINE,
BUT THE WORK IS A BIT GRUBBY...

MOSTLY IT'S JUST FORM-FILLING.

WELL, WE'RE ALL MAKING
OUR OWN CONTRIBUTIONS.

I'M SURE YOURS IS AS
VALUABLE AS ANYONE ELSE'S.

HMM.

YES, BUT I'D LOVE TO BE
NEAR PLANES AND ALL THAT.

WHERE ARE YOU BASED?

WHAT WAS YOUR NAME AGAIN?

SAMANTHA STEWART.

M.T.C...

YOU KNOW, MY DEAR,

WHEN A GOOD-LOOKING,
WELL-DEVELOPED YOUNG GIRL LIKE YOU

COMES INTO A BAR ON
HER OWN, THAT'S ONE THING.

BUT WHEN SHE STARTS
ASKING QUESTIONS...

NAME, RANK, SERIAL NUMBER...

THAT'S WHEN A CHAP HAS
TO START ASKING HIMSELF,

"WHAT'S HER GAME?"
ESPECIALLY WHEN THAT GIRL

SEEMS TO HAVE
DELIBERATELY FOLLOWED HIM IN.

I DID NO SUCH THING.

I'M SURE YOU DIDN'T,

BUT THAT'S A LOOSE
TONGUE YOU HAVE...

A VERY LOOSE TONGUE,

AND I THINK YOU SHOULD BE
CAREFUL WHAT YOU DO WITH IT.

SO IT WAS VERY NICE TO MEET YOU,

AND I HOPE YOU
ENJOYED THE DRINK,

BUT I THINK IT'S TIME
YOU WERE ON YOUR WAY.

AAH!

WHAT HAPPENED?

I DIDN'T GET ANYTHING
OUT OF HIM, SIR.

HE RUMBLED ME STRAIGHTAWAY.

WHAT IS IT? YOU ALL RIGHT?

ACTUALLY, HE PINCHED ME.

HE DID WHAT?

YOU KNOW.

QUITE HARD. IT REALLY HURT.

I'LL HAVE A WORD WITH HIM.

NO, NO, NO. IT WOULD ONLY
CONFIRM HIS SUSPICIONS.

MAYBE DAD WAS RIGHT.

PERHAPS I OUGHT TO WRITE TO THE
ASSOCIATION FOR MORAL HYGIENE.

Woman: YOU WERE A LONG TIME.

NOT REALLY.

IT'S A SHAME YOU HAVE
TO GO OUT SO MUCH.

I SEE LITTLE ENOUGH
OF YOU AS IT IS.

REALLY, ELIZABETH,
I WAS ONLY AN HOUR.

TWO.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

VERY NICE.

IT'S GOING TO BE A RAFFLE PRIZE.

YOU KNOW, WITH ALL
THE OTHER ACTIVITIES,

WE'LL SOON HAVE MADE ENOUGH
TO BUY OUR OWN SPITFIRE.

HMM.

OH, AND DID I TELL YOU

KATE HAS ASKED ME
TO HELP HER SET UP

A LOCAL HOUSEWIVES' GROUP?

NO, YOU DIDN'T SAY.

KATE IS MARVELOUS.
SHE'S INDEFATIGABLE.

WHO'S THAT AT THIS HOUR?

I'LL GO, IF YOU LIKE.

NO, YOU STAY HERE.

OH, I KNOW THIS.

ALASTAIR, WHO IS IT?

ALASTAIR?

EXCUSE ME. I'VE COME
TO PICK UP MY DAUGHTER...

SAMANTHA STEWART.

HELLO, SIR. I'M SERGEANT
MILNER. I WORK WITH SAM.

HOW DO YOU DO?

SHE ISN'T IN YET, I'M AFRAID.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME THROUGH?

YOU'RE WELCOME
TO WAIT IN MY OFFICE.

SHE SHOULD BE ALONG SOON.

WE'RE GOING TO MISS HER.

I'M SURE.

WHAT'S ALL THIS?

OH, IT'S FROM A HOUSE
THAT WAS JUST BOMBED.

IT'S ALL JUNK.

WHAT?

EXCUSE ME, SERGEANT MILNER.

THIS STATUETTE...

IS BY FRANCOIS BERAULT.

I'M SORRY, SIR?

IT'S A TRAGEDY.

IT'S BEEN BROKEN, I
PRESUME IN THE BOMBING,

BUT THIS IS WONDERFUL.

IT'S A BERAULT.

FRENCH IMPRESSIONIST.

HE DID SKETCHES AND DRAWINGS.

THAT'S RIGHT, BUT HE
WAS ALSO A SCULPTOR...

FIGURES, HORSES.

THIS IS A PETITE DANSEUSE,

ABOUT 1880.

HOW DO YOU KNOW, SIR?

I STUDIED ART AT UNIVERSITY

BEFORE I FOUND MY VOCATION.

I'VE ALWAYS
MAINTAINED AN INTEREST.

AND YOU'RE SURE THAT
THIS IS BY BERAULT?

YES. I ACTUALLY SAW IT ONCE...

OR SOMETHING VERY
LIKE IT... IN LONDON,

IN THE WHITTINGTON COLLECTION.

MR. STEWART, HOW
MUCH DO YOU THINK

A FIGURE LIKE THIS
WOULD BE WORTH?

WELL, IT IS BROKEN,

BUT MANY THOUSANDS OF POUNDS,

I SHOULD IMAGINE.

DAD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

WHY, I'VE COME TO COLLECT YOU.

I'M AFRAID YOU CAN'T HAVE
HER YET, SIR. SHE'S NEEDED.

SAM, FOLLOW ME.

Elizabeth: THEY WERE PLAYING
SCHUBERT ON THE WIRELESS.

WE WENT TO A CONCERT IN
VENICE ON OUR HONEYMOON.

IT WAS THE SAME PIECE.

YOU WERE MARRIED A LONG TIME?

UH, 21 YEARS.

CHILDREN?

TWO SONS, BOTH IN THE R.A.F.

I UNDERSTAND YOUR HUSBAND
WAS A SERVING OFFICER.

LOT OF RESPONSIBILITY?

I CAN'T TALK ABOUT THAT.

BUT, UM, WAS IT THE CASE?

I CAN'T DISCUSS HIS WORK.

MRS. GRAEME, I'M
SURE YOU'D LIKE TO

HELP US FIND YOUR
HUSBAND'S KILLER.

WELL, OF COURSE I WANT TO
HELP. OF COURSE I DO, BUT...

YOU MUST UNDERSTAND THAT I CAN'T TELL
YOU ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT HE WAS DOING.

I'M NOT ALLOWED TO.

NO. HIS... HIS PEOPLE
WILL COME HERE.

I'LL TALK TO THEM.

NOTHING.

SIR, COULDN'T IT HAVE
BEEN A WOMAN WHO DID THIS?

I MEAN, AFTER WHAT HAPPENED
LAST NIGHT IN THE PUB,

I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED
IF THERE WERE ONE OR TWO

WHO WOULD GLADLY
STICK A KNIFE IN HIM.

ARE YOU DETECTIVE CHIEF
SUPERINTENDENT FOYLE?

YES.

MY NAME'S KELLER... WING
COMMANDER MARTIN KELLER.

I WAS WORKING WITH
GROUP CAPTAIN GRAEME,

AND HIS MURDER FALLS UNDER THE
JURISDICTION OF THE R.A.F. POLICE.

YOU'VE GOT MY SON.

WHO TOLD YOU THAT?

I WANT TO SEE HIM.

WELL, THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE.

ANYWAY, I'M AFRAID
THIS TAKES PRIORITY.

YOU DON'T FEEL
THEY'RE CONNECTED?

I'LL BE TAKING OVER
THIS INVESTIGATION,

SO IT'S MY JOB TO FIND OUT.

WELL, YOU'RE A BIT LATE.

I ALREADY KNOW WHO KILLED
HIM AND WHY HE WAS KILLED.

TELL ME.

NOT UNTIL I'VE SEEN MY SON.

Foyle: ANDREW?

DAD?

HOW ARE YOU?

I'M ALL RIGHT. I'M
GLAD YOU'RE HERE.

WELL, THIS IS A COMPLETE
BLOODY MESS, ISN'T IT?

YOU'RE TELLING ME.

YOU NEVER MENTIONED YOUR
COMMUNIST PARTY MEMBERSHIP WITH ME.

I'M NOT.

I MEAN, I WAS,

BUT I'M NOT ASHAMED OF IT.

WHEN WERE YOU EVER
INTERESTED IN POLITICS?

AFTER FRANCO.

OH, YEAH?

WELL, ALL RIGHT,

IT WASN'T QUITE
AS SIMPLE AS THAT.

YOU SEE...

THERE WAS THIS GIRL...

I SEE.

ANOTHER ONE.

I DIDN'T TAKE THOSE
DOCUMENTS, DAD.

I KNOW YOU DIDN'T
TAKE THE DOCUMENTS,

BUT SOMEBODY'S
TAKEN THE DOCUMENTS,

AND THEY'VE PUT THEM IN
YOUR LOCKER, HAVEN'T THEY?

YES, BUT A LOT OF STRANGE THINGS

HAVE BEEN GOING ON AROUND
HERE EVEN BEFORE I GOT POSTED.

A GIRL KILLED HERSELF... LUCY.

Milner, voice-over:
YOU HAVE A LORRY.

IT WAS DRIVEN BY A MAN
CALLED GRAHAM DAVIES,

AND I BELIEVE IT'S STILL HERE.

I'D LIKE TO SEE IT, PLEASE.

WE HAVEN'T MET BEFORE, SIR.

MY NAME IS MILNER...
SERGEANT MILNER.

YOU SPOKE TO MY SENIOR
OFFICER, D.C.S. FOYLE.

I'D LIKE YOU TO COME WITH ME
TO WESTMINSTER POLICE STATION.

WHAT FOR?

BECAUSE I'M ARRESTING
YOU FOR THEFT.

THEFT?

A PRICELESS WORK OF
ART FROM THIS COLLECTION.

I'M SORRY, MR. MILNER.

I THINK YOU MUST BE MISTAKEN.

THERE'S NOTHING MISSING.

YES, THAT'S WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE,

BUT WE'VE RECOVERED A STATUETTE
BELONGING TO THIS GALLERY

FROM THE WRECKAGE OF
GRAHAM DAVIES' HOUSE.

AH.

IT WAS DAVIES WHO STOLE IT,

BUT HE COULDN'T HAVE
DONE IT WITHOUT YOUR HELP.

I ASSUME YOU WERE PAYING HIM

AND THAT HE WOULD HAVE RETURNED
IT TO YOU HAD HE NOT BEEN KILLED.

EVERYTHING YOU TOLD
D.C.S. FOYLE WAS TRUE,

EXCEPT THAT YOUR
SECURITY ARRANGEMENTS

WEREN'T QUITE AS
FOOLPROOF AS YOU MADE OUT.

THE SHORTHAND, FOR
EXAMPLE: "S" FOR SKETCH.

IT COULD ALSO MEAN "S"
FOR STATUETTE, COULDN'T IT?

YOU TELL ME.

THERE WAS A SKETCH

THAT SHOWED 3 DANCERS
ON A SINGLE SHEET OF PAPER.

THERE WAS ALSO A
STATUETTE OF A DANCER

MADE BY BERAULT IN HIS OLD AGE.

GRAHAM DAVIES WAS THE ONLY ONE

WHO ACTUALLY
CLIMBED INTO THE VAN.

THE FIRST BERAULT,
THE STATUETTE,

WENT INTO A COMPARTMENT
UNDERNEATH THE SEAT.

THE NEXT BERAULT WAS THE SKETCH.

UNLIKE THE PAINTINGS,

THE DRAWINGS AND THE
SKETCHES WEREN'T CRATED UP...

PERHAPS DELIBERATELY.

ONCE AGAIN, DAVIES
CHOSE HIS MOMENT WELL.

THE SINGLE SKETCH
BECAME TWO SKETCHES.

I'D SAY THAT WAS AN ACT
OF WANTON VANDALISM.

SO... TWO DANCERS BY
BERAULT WENT INTO THE LORRY,

AND TWO DANCERS BY BERAULT
CAME OUT OF IT AT THE OTHER END.

IT WAS AS IF THE STATUETTE
HAD NEVER EXISTED.

AND THEN WHAT?

YOU'D WAIT UNTIL
THE WAR WAS OVER.

DOROTHY WHITTINGTON
WOULD PROBABLY BE DEAD.

WHO WOULD NOTICE THAT ONE OF
HER MASTERPIECES WAS MISSING?

ACCORDING TO THE RECORDS,
NOTHING WOULD BE MISSING.

AND THEN YOU'D SELL IT.

OH, NO, SERGEANT,
I WOULDN'T SELL IT.

YOU CAN'T SELL A MASTERPIECE
BY FRANCOIS BERAULT

WITHOUT PEOPLE NOTICING.

WHAT, THEN?

YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND.

JUST TO HAVE IT...

THAT WOULD BE ENOUGH.

YOU CAN'T IMAGINE
WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE

TO OWN SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL.

WELL, IT ISN'T
BEAUTIFUL ANYMORE, SIR.

THANKS TO YOU, IT WAS DESTROYED.

SHALL WE GO?

YOU'RE QUITE SURE
ABOUT THIS, DAD?

OH, YES, I THINK SO.

THE STATION, PLEASE.

IT WAS GOOD TO SEE YOU.

YOU TAKE CARE OF
YOURSELF, MY DEAR.

I DON'T DOUBT YOU'RE IN
SAFE HANDS WITH MR. FOYLE,

BUT EVEN SO, THESE
ARE UNHEALTHY TIMES.

ABSOLUTELY.

BUT DON'T WORRY. I'LL TAKE CARE.

ALL RIGHT. GOOD-BYE.

SEND MY LOVE TO MOTHER.

EXCELLENT, MILNER.
THANK YOU, SIR.

CONFESSION?

CARMICHAEL'S AT
WESTMINSTER POLICE STATION

DOING JUST THAT.

SOMEONE WILL HAVE TO
TELL MRS. WHITTINGTON

ABOUT HER FIGURINE.

ANOTHER CASUALTY OF THE WAR.

HMM.

HAROLD SMITH?

THEY WERE LYING ABOUT
THEIR DAUGHTER LUCY.

SHE DIDN'T FALL UNDER A TRAIN.

SHE JUMPED. EXACTLY.

Foyle: YES?

HELLO.

YOU'RE STILL HERE?

I'M AFRAID IT'S NOT QUITE
THAT EASY TO GET RID OF ME.

MY FATHER CHANGED HIS MIND.

SO YOU PERSUADED HIM?

NO, SIR. IN FACT, IT WAS
YOU AND SERGEANT MILNER.

HE WAS SO EXCITED TO
HAVE HELPED SOLVE A CRIME,

IT REVISED HIS OPINION
OF THE WHOLE THING,

AND HE DECIDED THAT
PERHAPS AFTER ALL

I WAS DOING AN IMPORTANT JOB

AND THAT I... I SHOULD STAY.

WELL, THAT'S WONDERFUL.
WE DON'T HAVE TO WALK.

Harold: I THOUGHT I'D BE
SEEING YOU AGAIN, MR. FOYLE.

Foyle: YOU KNOW WHY I'M HERE?

TO ARREST ME.

AND YOU PROBABLY KNOW WHY.

I'M NOT GONNA DENY IT.

HAROLD...

THERE, THERE, COME ON.

I SAID IT MIGHT END LIKE THIS.

WITH THE MURDER
OF AN INNOCENT MAN.

GRAEME DESERVED TO DIE.

MY LUCY WAS 19 WHEN SHE
WENT TO WORK FOR THAT MAN.

JUST 19 YEARS OLD.

AND SHE WAS SO PROUD, YOU KNOW,

TO BE HELPING OUR BOYS.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID?

SHE DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT SHE WAS DOING.

SHE DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING
ABOUT THAT SORT OF THING.

HE FORCED HIMSELF ON HER.

SHE WAS YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE
HIS DAUGHTER, FOR GOD'S SAKE.

HE FORCED HIMSELF ON HER,

AND HE MADE HER HAVE RELATIONS
WITH HIM UP AGAINST THE WALL.

YOU KNOW WHY?

HE TOLD HER SHE WOULDN'T
GET PREGNANT THAT WAY.

THE WORST OF IT...

THE WORST OF IT WAS, SHE
COULDN'T TELL US ANYTHING:

NOT ABOUT HER WORK, NOT
ABOUT WHAT WAS HAPPENING,

BECAUSE THEY MADE HER
SIGN THE OFFICIAL SECRETS ACT.

IT WAS ALL TOO
IMPORTANT, TOO SECRET.

AND HE KNEW THAT TOO, OF COURSE.

WHEN HE FOUND OUT
SHE WAS PREGNANT,

THAT SHE WAS CARRYING HIS CHILD,

HE PUT THE FEAR OF GOD INTO HER.

ENID MANAGED TO WHEEDLE
SOME OF IT OUT OF HER...

ENOUGH FOR THE TWO
OF US TO WORK IT OUT.

BY THEN IT WAS TOO LATE.

LUCY COULDN'T BEAR THE SHAME.

SHE DECIDED TO
PUT AN END TO IT...

HER AND THE BABY.

SHE THREW HERSELF
IN FRONT OF THAT TRAIN.

THERE'S NOTHING INNOCENT
ABOUT A MAN LIKE THAT.

MR. SMITH, YOU KNOW EXACTLY
WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

I'M TALKING ABOUT THE FIRST
PERSON YOU MURDERED...

WHO MAY HAVE BEEN A PETTY CROOK,

BUT AS FAR AS YOUR
DAUGHTER'S CONCERNED,

HE WAS TOTALLY INNOCENT.

THAT WAS A MISTAKE.

I NEVER MEANT THAT
TO HAPPEN, MR. FOYLE.

THAT WAS A DREADFUL,
DREADFUL MISTAKE.

I KNOW.

I DECIDED TO HAVE MY REVENGE
ON GROUP CAPTAIN GRAEME.

I DIDN'T SEE IT AS MURDER.

IT WAS PUNISHMENT.

A MAN LIKE THAT, WHAT HE'D
DONE, HE DESERVED TO DIE.

THE ROAD SIGNS HAD
BEEN TAKEN DOWN.

I DIDN'T KNOW HASTINGS ANYWAY.

THE BLACKOUT MADE IT
DIFFICULT TO SEE ANYTHING,

SO I HAD TO ASK THE WAY.

Watson, voice-over: I
WAS ON MY WAY HOME.

IT WAS HALF PAST 10:00,

AND THIS MAN CAME UP TO ME.

HE ASKED THE WAY
TO HENLEY TERRACE,

AND I TOLD HIM.

Harold, voice-over: I KNEW I GOT
THE RIGHT NUMBER... NUMBER 10.

I COULD SEE THAT.

A MAN CAME TO THE DOOR.

YES?

ARE YOU GRAEME?

YES. WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I WANT YOU TO HAVE
THIS, YOU BASTARD.

I'VE NEVER MET ALASTAIR GRAEME.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
HE LOOKED LIKE.

HE SAID HE WAS GRAEME.

Milner: HE WAS
GRAHAM, MR. SMITH,

BUT HE WAS GRAHAM DAVIES,

NOT GROUP CAPTAIN
ALASTAIR GRAEME.

AND WHILE YOU KNEW THAT ALASTAIR
GRAEME LIVED AT NUMBER 10 HENLEY CRESCENT,

GRAHAM DAVIES LIVED AT
NUMBER 10 HENLEY TERRACE,

WHICH IS WHERE YOU
WERE DIRECTED TO.

I SAID HENLEY CRESCENT.

I DIDN'T KNOW THERE
WAS A HENLEY TERRACE.

YES. WE MET THE MAN YOU ASKED.

HE'S VERY HARD OF HEARING.

AND BECAUSE HE DIDN'T
HEAR WHAT YOU SAID,

HE SENT YOU TO
THE WRONG ADDRESS.

HOW DID YOU KNOW GRAEME'S
ADDRESS IN THE FIRST PLACE?

Enid: HE WROTE TO US AFTER
OUR DAUGHTER'S FUNERAL...

A NOTE OF CONDOLENCE.

IT WAS ON THAT.

BUT IN SPITE OF ALL OF THIS,

YOU STILL WENT
BACK AND TRIED AGAIN.

I KNEW AS SOON AS
YOU FOUND THE LOCKET,

IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME
BEFORE YOU CAUGHT UP WITH ME.

SO YES, I HAD TO GET TO
HIM BEFORE YOU GOT TO ME.

I KNOW I'LL BE HANGED.

I DESERVE IT, AND
I'M ASHAMED OF IT,

AND IT WILL BE GRAHAM DAVIES

I'LL BE THINKING OF
WHEN THEY HANG ME.

HAROLD, DON'T.

I'M NOT ASHAMED
ABOUT ALASTAIR GRAEME.

I HAD TO DO IT.

I'M GLAD I DID IT.

I DON'T SEE IT AS MURDER.

IT'S PUNISHMENT.

I JUST WISH HE'D SUFFERED MORE.

Enid: HAROLD, PLEASE.

THIS WAS ENTIRELY MY IDEA.

ENID HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.

JUST LEAVE HER ALONE.

NO, HAROLD.

I WANT TO COME WITH YOU.

IT'S OVER.

IT WAS OVER THE DAY LUCY DIED.

I'M HERE TO COLLECT MY SON.

IS HE STILL HERE?

YES, YES, HE'S STILL HERE.

LOOK, MR. FOYLE,
WHATEVER YOU MAY THINK,

I SWEAR TO YOU I'VE DONE
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG.

WELL, NOT ENTIRELY THE CASE.

YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHY
LUCY SMITH KILLED HERSELF.

YOU HELPED COVER
THE WHOLE THING UP.

YOU HAVE TO PUT THIS
INTO CONTEXT, MR. FOYLE.

WHATEVER HIS PERSONAL FAILINGS,

ALASTAIR GRAEME
WAS A FIRST-CLASS C.O.

HE HAD A BRILLIANT,
SCIENTIFIC MIND.

I DON'T KNOW ANYONE
IN THE COUNTRY

WHO UNDERSTOOD
RADAR BETTER THAN HIM.

AND REMEMBER, MR. FOYLE,

MY FIRST JOB, MY
FIRST RESPONSIBILITY

WAS TO KEEP HIM IN
HIS RIGHTFUL POSITION,

IN COMMAND OF THIS STATION.

BY PLANTING STOLEN
DOCUMENTS IN MY SON'S LOCKER?

THAT WASN'T ME.

NO, IT WAS GRAEME, BUT
YOU ALLOWED IT TO HAPPEN.

HE WAS TERRIFIED IT WAS
ALL GOING TO COME OUT,

AND HE USED THE INVESTIGATION
TO KEEP MY SON OUT OF THE WAY.

I WAS AGAINST IT.

I WAS AGAINST THE WHOLE IDEA.

AND WHAT HE DID TO LUCY SMITH

MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN
PERHAPS STRICTLY CRIMINAL,

BUT IT WAS IMMORAL, IMPROPER,
AND DOWNRIGHT DISGUSTING

AND WOULD HAVE COST HIM HIS
JOB... NOT TO MENTION HIS MARRIAGE.

I'M NOT TELLING YOU
AGAIN, MR. FOYLE.

I HAD NO PART IN ANY OF IT.

I WAS SIMPLY DOING WHAT I
THOUGHT WAS BEST FOR THE WAR.

I'M SURE A GREAT MANY
NAZIS ARE GOING TO BE SAYING

EXACTLY THE SAME THING
WHEN THIS WAR IS OVER.

I WANT ANDREW RELEASED,

AND NOT A WORD OF THIS
IS TO GO ON HIS RECORD.

DAD?

Foyle: COME ON.

YOU ARE BRILLIANT,
DAD. YOU KNOW THAT?

YEAH.

Andrew: SO YOU THINK
I WAS IMAGINING IT?

WELL, MAYBE.

I FELT LIKE GRAEME
WAS TRYING TO KILL ME.

I'M SURE.

IF IT WAS HIM WHO
PLANTED THE DOCUMENTS,

SURELY IT WAS HIM WHO
SABOTAGED THE I.F.F. IN MY SPITFIRE.

I DON'T THINK IT WAS SABOTAGE.

HE DIDN'T HAVE
ACCESS TO THE PLANE.

HE DIDN'T WANT TO KILL YOU.

HE JUST WANTED
YOU OUT OF THE WAY.

SO I SORT OF OVERREACTED?

WELL, WOULDN'T
BE THE FIRST TIME.

SO WHAT DO WE DO NOW?

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT
I'M GOING TO HAVE SOME LUNCH.

BLOODY HELL, DAD.
THEY'RE GERMAN!

IN HERE!

WHAT'S THAT SMELL?

YOU ALL RIGHT?

BLOW IT OUT, WOULD YOU?

WHY HAVE YOU BROUGHT US TO
SHELTER IN A FUEL DUMP, ANDREW?

LET'S GO.

DAD, WAIT.

HERE COMES THE CAVALRY.

Sam: WE WERE GETTING WORRIED
ABOUT YOU, SIR. YOU ALL RIGHT?

WELL, NO THANKS TO THIS ONE.

Milner: SIR?

Foyle: WE'LL GO IN THE BACK.

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