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How's he doing?

You mean apart from encouraging
a punter to top herself?

Yeah, he's still a bit down about that.

But I told him we all make mistakes.

Don't we?

Apparently.

He's all right, actually, for a chorister.

You should let him do more.

Staggering though it is to
believe, he looks up to you.

Does he?

Yeah.

Give him more responsibility.

I think he'll really impress you.

Where is he, anyway?

What are you doing to that poor fish?

Hello.

Line-caught on the Tweed by a hirsute man

called Malcolm, apparently.

I suppose you're a wonderful cook.

Lightly poached, griddled asparagus,

avocado and watercress salad.

That, that sounds delicious.

If you ever want anyone to help you eat it

I know where you live.

Won't they make a lovely couple?

No, they won't.

You could be the maid of honor.

A vision in mauve crinoline.

Idiot boy Tom could be best man.

It'd be wonderful.

Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen.

Now, go away.

What if it did?

I mean, Mountjoy's wrath
would know no bounds.

Help me, please.

What's your name?

Laura.

OK.

Remember.

Obturator.

Femoral artery.

Yes.

What are you doing?

Trying to save your life.

You're beautiful.

Thank you.

I was first in line when
they handed out bodies.

Seriously, I was the first in line.

There, now, this is going
to hurt you a lot more

than it's going to hurt me.

Just relax.

Whenever human
beings are in trouble,

that's where you'll find them.

They may be tinkers or
tailors, soldiers or sailors,

nurses or bin men or
strangers in the street.

Perhaps even and this is hard
to believe, I know lawyers.

They're here to help to comfort to guide.

Mrs. Sheringham, I
need that fish kettle.

Patience.

Mrs. Sheringham!

Bugger off.

I am cooking.

He's where?

I'm here to see Major Parker.

Yes, sir.

Straight through the next
barrier, first door on your left.

Eyes right!

No!

He owes us, Dad.

Major Parker.

Zak Gist.

You're an army psychiatrist?

I am.

Apparently you have my colleague.

Yes.

He says he got lost.

If that's what he says,
then that's what happened.

He saved one of my
soldiers' lives, Mr. Gist.

He does that sort of thing.

So you won't be pressing charges?

No.

Good, thank you.

Can I have him back, then?

So have you always
wanted to be a soldier?

Since I was a kid.

None of my family were ever in the forces.

It's what I always wanted.

Now they'll go to Afghanistan without me.

Isn't that a good thing?

You won't get killed.

So what happened?

With the knife.

It was just a silly accident.

Put that woman down, Tom.

At ease, Private Pearson.

How are you feeling?

Better, thank you, Sir.

Come on, Tom, we're off.

This is Laura.

- She--
- Now!

Next time you wanna commune with nature,

don't do it in the
middle of a battlefield.

You think Laura really
accidentally stabbed herself?

None of my business.

Thank you.

For everything you did
for Private Pearson.

Sir.

What just happened?

What?

Nothing just happened.

There was something between
you and Sergeant Faber.

No, there wasn't.

Come on, let's get out
of this bloody place.

Billy?

I'm just saying you could

at least let me do the closing speech.

Next time, I promise.

I'm sorry if I was a bit
snappy with you yesterday.

Men and women in uniform

running around with guns,
it gives me the willies.

It always has done.

All right.

Hello, gentlemen.

Oh very funny.

Very droll.

Look, I popped a rib.

Have you got a moment?

I have to talk to you professionally.

Let me guess.

Private Pearson is going
to be court martialed

and you want us to defend her.

What's the charge?

Attempted desertion.

Contrary to Section 8 and Section 39

of the Armed Forces Act.

She said it was an accident.

Look we're asking these
people to go to war.

They have to have complete
trust in each other.

There are a dozen other lawyers in town.

It's important to the regiment

she's seen to get the
best defense available.

Before you find her guilty anyway.

- We'll take the case.
- What?

She's no coward.

I know she's not.

Thank you.

I'll make arrangements
for you to talk to her.

Yes!

My first court martial.

Is it yours?

No, it's not.

It's caught.

Hold still a second.

Sorry, does that hurt?

No.

A little bit.

Maybe if you just kind
of spin, spin round.

No no no, that's not doing anything.

How fond of your hair are you?

Quite fond.

So you should be.

Your name's not Rapunzel, is it?

Hannah.

My name's Hannah.

You really are a bastard.

You always say we're not to interfere.

Now you say I should push
Hannah and this Major together?

I'm not saying interfere.

I'm saying facilitate.

You realize that Mr. Mountjoy
is convinced you'll fail.

Convinced this clock
will start ticking again.

He's wrong.

Well, then, prove him wrong.

Did you know the maximum sentence

for attempted desertion
is life imprisonment?

Yeah it's not gonna happen.

If she's found guilty there'll
be a custodial sentence

but it'll be more like a year.

Tom.

Zak has something to tell you.

Listen to me.

I know you're excited
about the court martial.

I am, very.

It's important that Hannah

and this Major head-shrinker
chap spend some time together.

OK.

So I'm going to ask her
to assist me on this one.

What?

No.

No, you can't.

I know it's unusual to work with

a barrister from another chambers

- but it's not unprecedented.
- This is my case.

I found her.

Tom, Zak is right.

There'll be other trials
for you to show us

what you're made of.

Why do we always do what you want?

Why not me?

Because I'm your superior.

Hannah.

Oh, hello.

How was the salmon?

A triumph.

I've been asked to defend a
soldier at her court martial.

Lucky you.

Only I was wondering
if you're not too busy.

Spit it out, Mr. Gist.

I thought we could do it together.

You and I.

Oh, why me?

Because I think I might
need your female insight.

And my outrageous brilliance.

That too, obviously.

Tom's all right with this?

Tom understands completely.

English and Gist.

I like it.

Zak?

I admire Zak's tenacity.

I don't understand.

Don't you?

Well he's clearly attracted to you.

Zak?

I don't think so.

Go on.

Hannah.

He shakes like a leaf
whenever you're near.

He does not.

Has he ever said anything to you?

Would you like it if he had?

I'm not interested in a relationship.

Not with Zak Gist or anyone else.

Right.

Well, enjoy the trial, Hannah.

Bring glory down upon us.

You know what they're gonna say, Laura?

That you're a coward.

That you wounded yourself

to get out of going to Afghanistan.

But I know that's not true.

I've seen men so afraid that
they would kill themselves

rather than face up to
that fear a moment longer.

I don't see that fear in you.

Can you tell
us what happened, Laura?

I was cleaning the blade--

During a battle?

My hand slipped.

And the blade went six
inches into your thigh,

severing an artery.

Don't you dare lie to me!

- Mr. Gist!
- I'm gonna get you

off this charge, Private,
but you stop lying to me

and you stop lying now.

Come on, Laura, help us.

Are you protecting someone?

No.

Someone in your platoon?

Sergeant Faber, perhaps?

You're a bad apple, Laura.

This regiment's best shot of you.

Zak!

She'll let her friends go off and fight,

go off and do her dirty work for her.

- I didn't do it.
- Then who did?

I just know Laura would
never hurt herself like that.

How can you know that?

We started our training on the same day.

We're best mates.

I know how desperate she
was to get over there,

to see what it was like.

Does she have any enemies, Sophie?

No.

She's really popular.

A leader.

You can't think of anyone

that might have wanted to hurt her?

What about Sergeant Faber?

I'm going back to base.

You know Zak Gist is a brilliant lawyer.

Maybe he'll say that she
didn't know what she was doing,

or that she was scared
half out of her wits.

A dishonorable discharge.

That would kill her.

The army is her life.

He'd been hitting on her for weeks.

Who had?

Sergeant Faber.

When Laura finally told him to get lost,

he went mad, smashed up the mess.

Do you think he could
have stabbed Laura?

He'd stab his own grandmother
if she looked at him funny.

Really?

He'd stab his own grandmother?

Don't mess with him.

I'm telling you.

Just leave it alone.

She's now saying that
someone else stabbed her.

Who?

She refuses to say.

Good old esprit de corps.

See that maschinengewehr
machine-gun, chaps?

Why don't you take a stroll towards it?

Do you have a problem
with the Army, Mr. Gist?

You're the psychiatrist, Major

What's your opinion of Private Pearson?

My opinion is that she's
psychologically stable.

Perhaps stabbing yourself in the leg

to avoid being blown up by a bomb

is the sanest action a person could take.

Sorry.

May I suggest we discuss this tonight

over a sirloin and a decent Bordeaux?

I just hope
you know what you're doing.

That's all I'm saying.

Hannah's been through enough.

It's what you wanted.

This is where Faber drinks.

Yeah, remind me again why I'm here.

You're here because you've got a face

like a wet Wednesday in Arbroath.

So I get to sup with some squaddies?

Oh joy!

Right.

I'll do the talking, alright?

No, not all right.

I found him.

I'll do the talking.

Talk away, Tom.

You lost?

Just thirsty.

We're Laura Pearson's defense team.

Yeah, I know who you are.

What do you want?

To talk to you, Sergeant Faber.

Did you not hear the man?

We're thirsty.

Hello.

Oh hello.

Are you all right?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

I'm fine.

Just waiting for Mr. Gist.

Didn't he call you?

Something came up he
had to see to, so, yeah.

Looks like it's just
you and me, I'm afraid.

More?

- Cheers.
- Yeah.

She's a coward.

You'll get no help from us.

You asked her out.

Yeah, well, even cowards
can have nice tits.

Still, better she falls apart here

than out on patrol in Helmand.

To the health
of Colonel Puff Puff

for the second time!

Mrs. Sheringham's getting drunk.

Yes I noticed.

Better get a round in before
she drinks the place dry.

Sergeant Faber, did you stab her

because she spurned your advances?

Those are brave words for a young lad.

I think it's a reasonable question.

If you'd prefer to answer
it in a military court

I don't think she did it.

Did I say you could have an opinion?

Now piss off.

If there's one thing I
despise more than a bully,

it's an Army bully.

I don't give a bollocks what you think.

When you've been there, then
you can have an opinion.

I drink to the
health of Colonel Puff Puff

a third time.

Who is this Colonel Puff Puff?

So, what's kept you in
the Army all this time?

Well, I've seen some
extraordinary things

and met some extraordinary people.

Killed them all, obviously.

Sorry.

Bad joke.

No, the Army well, the regiment,
it's it's everything to me.

Which is why this whole
business with Pearson is...

She didn't give you a thing, did she?

Nope nothing.

Anyway, how about you, Hannah?

You and Mr. Gist, um--

- What?
- You know.

No!

God, no.

Oh, OK.

So why isn't there a
Mr. Hannah in your life?

There was someone once.

But it's too boring.

I'll be the judge of that, soldier.

He said to meet him in
our favorite restaurant.

He had something he wanted to say to me.

You mean he was gonna pop the question?

I waited and I waited.

And he never came.

I mean never, ever.

I've never met the guy, I never will

but I can honestly say
he's a bloody idiot.

♪ As I was going over the
far flung Kerry Mountain ♪

♪ I met good Captain Farrel
and his money he was counting ♪

♪ I first produced my pistol ♪

♪ I then produced my rapier ♪

♪ Said stand and deliver for
you are a bold deceiver ♪

♪ Musha ring dumma do dumma da ♪

♪ Whack fol de daddy-o ♪

♪ There's whiskey in the jar ♪

♪ I counted all my money ♪

And oh no, Colonel Puff Puff's gone?

Yes he has.

Come on, let's get you home.

If you think of anything at all

that could help Private
Pearson, just let me know.

Let's go.

Where's Tom?

Tom!

Sophie, Laura needs you.

Can I help you?

I have a few questions for Sophie.

Look, no more questions.

Do you understand?

Zak!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I thought you'd gone to bed.

I wasn't tired.

What's happening to us?

- Mrs. Sheringham--
- I know.

I know.

I'll talk to her.

And you, Zak?

What's happening to you?

Get your coat.

I'd done a long tour and
I was gagging to get home

for some R and R.

Then some bloody Serb popped
Archduke Franz Ferdinand.

First World War?

You were there?

I've seen some things, Tom,

but I've never seen anything like that.

It was disgusting.

Couldn't you have told me this at home?

24th of August, 1914.

Belgium.

I was a captain in the 1st Cheshires.

The British were outnumbered, legged it,

but the Cheshires never
got the order to retreat.

We, they were slaughtered.

The few survivors were
completely surrounded.

They waited to die.

I couldn't let them die.

Not like that.

I couldn't do it.

What did you do?

There was an old hidden mining road.

I just showed them where it was.

No way.

That was you?

Towards the light, boys, now!

You were the Angel of Mons?

So what did Mr. Mountjoy do?

In the circumstances, he
was very calm, reasonable.

Really?

No, not really.

For the next four years, I
served on the Western Front.

My task, to defend at court martial

the poor shattered bastards
the Army called cowards.

Every dawn for four years,

I heard those boys cry for their mothers

and their gods before they were executed.

How many times did you win?

In four years?

Let me see.

None.

Not once.

Not a single time.

Well, then it's time you did win.

Billy.

Billy?

Billy!

Billy!

Mrs. Sheringham.

Mrs. Sheringham, Billy is dead.

Go away.

Did you really think
that could be him, hmm?

Mrs. Sheringham?

Fuck off.

When's your wedding
anniversary, Mrs. Sheringham?

You, you bastard.

Zak hasn't remembered, has he?

Naughty boy.

You may think that I'm the
weak link but I won't break.

Look at me, Mrs. Sheringham.

You won't get to Zak through me.

Look me in the eye, Mrs. Sheringham.

Billy.

Billy!

Private Pearson was taking part in

the regiment's last full exercise

before leaving for Afghanistan

on what would have been
her first tour of duty.

Like any young soldier in such a position,

she was nervous, frightened.

No!

Unlike other young soldiers,

Private Pearson decided
to do something about it.

She took her own bayonet
and stabbed herself.

No doubt hoping for a flesh wound.

No, it's not true.

Silence.

In her fear and incompetence,

she cut through her femoral artery.

It was only due to the
remarkable quick thinking

of a member of the public,

a trespassing member of the public,

that this is a court martial
and not a coroner's inquest.

Richard Pembroke.

Go to hell!

You look so like him.

You sound so like him.

I never got your letter.

I'm sorry, Carl.

I've moved on.

I was teaching in an orphanage,

in a remote part of north-east India.

And no mail came there, believe me.

And then, a few months after I returned,

I just happened to be passing by

the old post office in the village

and the fella came out
and he gave me a letter.

And that's how you found
out that Billy was dead?

It's how I found out about the illness.

It's how I found out about the funeral.

I am so sorry, Carl.

I think, I think, when you didn't reply,

I assumed for whatever reason
that you didn't want to know.

You've no reason to
apologize to me, Ms...

Mrs. Sheringham.

That's what everyone calls me now.

I can't call my brother's
wife Mrs. Sheringham.

How about if I call you Birdy?

How'd you know he called me that?

I had another letter waiting
for me at the post office.

This was from Billy.

"I have found a love so brilliant

"that it banishes all shadows

"except that one, tiny,
unbanishable shadow

"that something so
wonderful must one day end.

"Tis my dearest wish that one day, Carl,

"you will meet her, my
astonishing and wondrous wife.

"My Birdy."

I'm so glad you're here.

I gathered the platoon and then realized

that Private Pearson was missing.

I instigated a search and we found her.

Badly wounded.

Yes, sir.

Can you tell the court where were you

before you gathered the platoon together?

Sir, Sergeant Faber is not on trial.

I was in the command
vehicle with Major Parker.

What the hell are you doing here?

You know something.

Get out.

Don't be afraid, trust me.

Get out before I raise the alarm.

Who are you?

Tell me what happened.

Now.

You're a coward.

What?

You let your best friend go to prison

for something she didn't do.

Who said she didn't do it?

I looked into her eyes as the
life was ebbing out of her.

She was brave.

Shut up!

When I look into your eyes,
and all I see is fear.

You shut up!

Help!

For once in your life,
Sophie, be a soldier.

Halt!

You fought in Iraq and Afghanistan?

Yes.

So you're an experienced soldier.

Indulge me for a moment, Sergeant.

What are your definitions
of fear and cowardice?

How would you differentiate?

Well, fear is what every soldier feels.

And cowardice, cowardice
is acting on that fear

to the detriment of a fellow soldier.

Have you ever acted to the detriment

of a fellow soldier because of fear?

Your Honor, Mr. Gist cannot--

This woman's career, her
life is in the balance.

Have the courage to tell
the court what you know.

Tell me what happened, Sergeant.

Tell me what happened, Sergeant.

Faber.

Please.

Faber, cover me.

It's gonna go.

Please, I beg you, stop.

What on Earth's the matter, Sergeant?

Faber, return fire.

Faber!

I can't do this on my own.

Faber.

It's gonna go.

Faber!

Faber, please!

Please!

Please.

Who was the man, Sergeant?

A friend?

Who was he?

Gist, for God's sake.

Tom?

Zak!

Just hang on, Tom.

Zak, I can't move.

It's live.

What the hell are you people playing at?

It's an unexploded mortar.

We're waiting for the bomb squad.

No, Zak!

Get off me!

Wait for the bomb squad.

Please, Zak.

You'll kill yourself.

Stay very still, mate.

Very still.

Remember when you
said it hurts to buggery

when you die in this world?

Yep.

I remember.

Were you telling the truth?

Yes.

Sort of.

What do you mean, sort of?

You don't get to come back.

You failed.

This wasn't my fault.

Not how Mr. Mountjoy sees it, I'm afraid.

I'll never get to come back.

But I like it here.

I've only just started.

Don't move.

I saw hundreds of these on the Somme.

- Only--
- Only what?

They didn't look quite like this one.

We're gonna die, aren't we?

Not me, I've got a case to win.

I need something to dig it out with.

- Private Caple
- Don't touch anything.

If you release the pressure
on the detonator, it'll go.

Private Caple you, stay where you are.

We have to get the bike off him

without releasing the
pressure on the mortar.

How do we do that?

Just do exactly as I say.

You seem very calm.

Never let a bomb see your fear.

That's what my dad always said.

Zak?

You know the worst thing about fear?

Fear itself.

Done.

- Does that mean I can--
- No!

OK, OK, OK!

Push down hard on the mortar with me.

Tell me about your father.

He was in the army.

In this regiment, bomb disposal unit.

Sorry, can we have this
conversation another time?

He served with Faber.

He died because Faber wasn't covering him.

I used to blame him.

I don't now.

Right, roll away.

When my dad died

I was terrified about going away.

I asked Laura to make it look like

an accident but she refused.

We had a fight, it stuck
in her leg and I panicked.

I ran away.

So Faber covered for you.

I think Tom's right, this
really isn't the best time

for this conversation.

Right, drag the bike to here,

we can push it down on the mortar.

It's heavy.

Help him.

- You sure you can.
- Do it.

Now walk slowly up the hill.

How terrified were you?

Not terrified.

Just a bit nervous at first.

I stabbed Private Pearson, sir.

New underpants for Mr. Greening!

I have to admit, Mr. Gist,
life is rarely dull around you.

It's my great failing, I suspect.

Do you know Major Parker?

Yes.

He asked me out on a date.

And what did you say?

I said yes.

Well that's good.

Isn't it?

Yes, very good.

I should really get on.

Yes.

We worked well together, didn't we?

Yes, we did.

Enjoy your date.

You haven't got anything else to say?

No, I don't think so.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

It was amazing.

His voice, if I...

if I closed my eyes,

it was like having Billy back in the room.

I'm so pleased for you, Mrs. S.

When do we get to meet him?

Soon.

But tonight, he's all mine.

I've a thousand questions.

Mr. Mountjoy will be very proud of you.

Zak, you should be
really proud of yourself.

Well Regiment always comes first.

Slings and arrows, Mr. Gist.

Ups and downs.

And even if it is sometimes
a wet Wednesday in Arbroath

one day, one day soon, it'll
be a sunny Saturday in Venice.

I promise you.

The hero of the hour.

Have a drink.

I don't feel much like a hero.

You cleared Laura Pearson's name.

She was broke and you made her whole.

Yeah, Sophie Caple
thought she was a coward,

you showed her she wasn't.

There's an interesting case coming up.

ABH.

I'd like you to take it.

But what did I save them for?

So they could go to war
and get themselves killed?

Or kill others?

Do you like art?

It's called The Return To The Front.

So these soldiers are going
back to hell, essentially.

But look at them, Tom.

Can you imagine the courage of these men?

The things they've already done and seen?

And yet here they all are, together,

preparing to return to Armageddon.

Because that's what you do.

You stick together no matter
what the cost to yourself.

Do you think we can learn from them?

Richard Pembroke would say no.

Look at this one.

He looks terrified.

So would you be, if you had
to wear a rough woolen skirt

next to your Dardanelles.

Is that you?

When Mr. Mountjoy seemed a
long, long way away indeed.

You'll be OK.

Come on, soldier.

I didn't order champagne.

Hannah loves John.

Beards, bearded men.

He'll be in love with Hannah by now.

I was.

So we're sort of soldiers, aren't we?

What?

Sent on missions, following
orders, doing our best.

It's not considered polite

to thrash a poor metaphor to
within an inch of its life.

I'm the idealistic young private

on his first tour of duty.

Optimistic, brilliant.

Naive, irritating.

And you're the grizzled old
veteran, seen it all, cynical.

Never made it above private, never will.

Yes, thank you.

What does that make Mrs. Sheringham?

She's the best of us.

To Mrs. Sheringham.

Long to reign over us.

Mrs. Sheringham!

Without whom, we would be

up a very unpleasant creek indeed.

Shit creek.

So, Hannah was Richard's big weapon

and we've disarmed her.

Be on your guard, Tom.

He'll come after us with
everything he's got now.

Can I say something, Zak?

If you must.

The Angel of Mons.

You are the man.