Foyle's War (2002–2015): Season 6, Episode 1 - The Russian House - full transcript

It's June 1945 and Detective Chief Superintendent Foyle is still on duty as they are unable to find a replacement for him. He's approached by Brigadier Timothy Wilson, his former commanding officer from his own military service in World War I, who is looking for a Russian POW, Ivan Spiakov, who has escaped and is believed to have been seen in the Hastings area. He's described as a troublemaker who fought for the Germans during the war and was due to be deported back to Russia. Foyle's initial inquiries reveals gossip about Russia not being very welcoming to returning POWs. Sam Stewart meanwhile works in nearby Brighton for Sir Leonard Spencer-Jones who has a Russian POW, Nikolai Valyshkin, working for him a gardener. When Nikolai expresses a deathly fear of having to return to Russia, Sir Leonard tries to arrange for him to stay in the UK. When Sir Leonard is shot and Nikolai disappears, DI Milner turns out to be the officer in charge of the case. With Nikolai missing, Foyle and Sam travel to London to check out the Russian House, where most of the escaping POWs seem to be headed, to find out why everyone is so interested in a few POWs.

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Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

How long since your last confession?

Two weeks.

Tell me your sins.


..have broken the Sixth Commandment.

Thou shalt not kill?

I have killed.

I have committed murder.

It's certainly chocks away,

as American bombers leave Britain on
one of their longest missions yet.

More than 1,500 aircraft have been
waiting for the weather to turn.

It did, and off they went.

Their targets - aircraft factories in
Marienberg, East Prussia and Poland.

A round trip of 1,600 miles.

With German losses mounting,

the message is clear -
unconditional surrender.

And there's just one question -
how much more can Hitler take?

Excuse me.

Can I see your papers?

Adam. Where is it?

Keep your hair on, old girl.
We've got plenty of time.

The wing commander asked for it half
an hour ago.

But Wing Command are already here!
Well, they can wait.


There it is.

Where's Henry?
Who can say?

Anyone would think
there was a war on.


I'm sorry, sir, but you'll just have
to bear with us a moment longer.


Is that it?
Yes, sir.

We've got it. It's on its way now.


Well, where was it?
Everitt had it, sir.

Everitt! Not again!

Well, don't just stand there,
take it to the despatch rider.

Yes, sir.

Just a moment.

Here it is.
Thank you.


Mr Scott, you've left your

Mr Scott?

Mr Scott?

Mr Scott?

Mr Scott?



Morning, sir.
Morning, sergeant.

Is Milner in yet?

He got here an hour ago, sir.

He's in the interrogation room.
You know he got Burton?

Bill Burton.

The lorries man.

Oh, yes. Very good.

Tell Milner I want to have a word.

Yes, sir.

Milner, the DCS would like a word.

Thank you.

Another of his balls-ups he wants
you to sort out.

I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

It was never like this a year ago.

I never thought I'd hear myself say
it - the good old days.

Brooke tells me you've made an

Yes, sir. Bill Burton.
We're holding him now.

He has a haulage operation. I've
been working with the Special
Investigations branch of the army.

Falsified transport accounts.

Someone was paying him?

About �1,200 in the last year. For
lorry trips that were never made.

Which barracks?
Brighton, Eastbourne.

That was only last year, so this
could go back a lot further.

Well, he must have had people on the

That's what I'm trying to find out.


Well, you'd better get on with it,

Yes, sir.

And the amalgamation...

..was the cause of a lot of local...


Am I going too fast for you?

No, sir. It's not me, it's the

It keeps jamming.


It doesn't when I use it.

I mean, if you can do shorthand, why
aren't we using your shorthand?

I can write it. I can't read it.

Is there a Y in "prickliness"?


Two I's, I think.

Is this going to be a very long

Well, it looks like it.

Are you trying to tell me something?
No, sir.

We're wasting our time, is that what
you're saying?

No, I'm sure lots of people will be
interested in the subject.

You might think of a better title,

"The History of the Hastings
Constabulary in the Wartime Years."

Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue,
does it?

Well, it's not intended for the
public at large.

Well, who is it for?

There's going to be a lot of stories
about the war.

The police along the South Coast are
as much a part of that story as any


I agree. Maybe I'll get a mention.


Do you miss police work, sir?


Nor do I.

Right. Once more into the fray.

Hastings in 1942.

You're making a mistake.

I don't think so. These bills are

The registration numbers listed here
don't exist.

You don't understand,
Sergeant Milner, I'm saying
you're making a mistake.

Then why don't you help me out,
Mr Burton?

I don't think you know who I am.

I have friends - a great many of

They're not gonna take kindly to all
this. They might come calling.

Are you threatening me?
Look, I'm in here.

Nothing I can do.

But I'd watch my step if I was you,
that's all.

You witnessed all that, sergeant?

I did, Mr Milner.

Then add obstruction and threatening
a police officer to the charge.

Let's see what your friends think
about that.

There's a bridge over the river just

According to the old maps, the river
didn't even run this way.

The library will have weather charts
going back over the last five years.

With heavy rain, it may have burst
its banks.

And I think we should have another
look at this here.

It looks like a barn.

If you looked at it under the
stereoscope, you'd see that it was
too high.

There's some sort of installation on
the roof, possibly an aerial mast.

Any local intelligence?


Where did you say you came from

The War Agricultural Executive

And they sent you here?
I applied. I wanted to make maps.

Henry? Could I have a word?

That's the lot. Thank you.

I heard you were...ill?

I was. I'm back.

I was worried about you.
Were you?

You didn't visit me.

I didn't think you'd want to see me.


Can't we go back to the way things

That's not possible, is it?

You see, if you drop a glass,

it breaks.

You can try and glue it back

but it will still have cracks.
I made a mistake.

I know that, but...

What about forgiveness?
That was important to us.

I have forgiven you, Jane.

It doesn't make me want to see you.

Oh, dear.

What are you doing here?
A summons from the Wing Co.

What was all that about?

It's none of your business.

But you're going to tell me, anyway.

No, I'm not.

Are you doing anything tonight?

Going to church. Choir practice.

Oh, of course. It's a Tuesday.

What do you want, Adam?
You know what I want, Jane.

The trouble is, you want it, too.

Bomber Command at Laverton aren't

When were they ever?

The raid over Marienberg. There were
errors on the map.

There are always errors.
We can't help that.

Anyway, what does it matter?
The raid was a success.

This cross-hatching here, it's not

There was a railway terminal and two
gun emplacements here.

It's as plain as a pikestaff.

I'm very sorry, sir,
it won't happen again.

It's already happened too often.
Your work is slapdash.

People are asking why you're still

Are they?

We'd neither of us want that,
would we?

Do you understand what's going on
out there?

This stage of the war?

Victory depends on getting it right.
It's critical and you just...

Maybe I should just move you to the
printing section.

Not for me,
thanks all the same.

I'll try harder.

I'm still in charge of this unit.

I'm your commanding officer.


Ave Verum Corpus

# ..nobis

# Praegustatum

# In mortis

# Examine

# In mor-...
# In mor-...

# ..-ortis

# Examine #

Thank you. I need to hear that last
phrase again, please.

Particularly sopranos in bar 40.
I need to hear the C Sharp.

So, can we go again from bar 37?
Thank you.

# In mor-...
# In mor-...

# ..-ortis

# Examine #

Thank you. That was very good.
Much better.

Thank you for your hard work. I will
see you all again on Sunday.

Jane! Are you going back?

Um, not just yet, no.

I'll wait and walk back with you,
if you like.

No, no, thank you, that's very kind.
But I'm waiting for Henry.

Father, can I talk to you?

Of course, Henry, of course.

Let us sit.

How are you?

You are fully recovered?


I hope you've not had any further

No. It was stupid.

No, it was much more than that.

But we will not speak of it again.

And your work - are you feeling

How can I feel happy?

With my pens and paint brushes, I'm
killing people I don't even know.

Henry, you must not see it like

I don't know how you can want me to
stay there.

You of all people.

Because I'm a priest?

Or because I'm German?


I want this war to be over. I want
to go home.

But that can never happen

until Hitler is finished.

No. You are using your skills to
help bring that day closer.

They are bombing towns.

And villages.

They're not going to stop.
Unconditional surrender.

I know. It is not easy, but...

but we must try to see the greater

The light at the end of the tunnel.

It's a very long tunnel.

Things are stepping up?

More and more raids.

Germany? East Prussia?

I'm not meant to tell you.

And I'm not meant to ask.

But, you know, I can't help it.

For you, it's just a diagram on a
piece of paper.

For me, it's home.

They want to have a crack... Hitler himself.

They think they can hit

That would be wonderful! That would
finish the war.

But it is still murder.

You should come to this conference
at Cranville.

Bishop Francis Wood will be there.
He will be speaking.

He, too, like you, believes in moral
absolutes, even in war.

I will see you on Sunday.

Try to be at peace.

I always feel better, talking to

Will you walk me home?
Why are you doing this?

We work together. We come here
together. We can't pretend we don't
know each other.

Well, I thought I knew you.

But I know Adam Everitt very well.

In fact, I know more about him than
you do.

What are you talking about?

Why don't you ask him about his
Uncle Bill

and the nice little arrangement that
he's got?

And I may just start talking about
what I know.

You can tell him that, too.

Things have been going downhill
since you left, if you want the
truth, sir.

We had a bad year last year.

Lost a lot of men to the forces.

Three cases still unsolved.

You've heard they're closing the
station down? I have.

Morale's at rock bottom.

Maybe it's just the war.

I know things are going well in

But there doesn't seem to be any end
in sight.

And then there's DCS Meredith.

Is there?

I don't understand him, sir.

Why might that be?

Well, you know I'd never speak badly
of a superior officer, and I do
respect him.

But he's perhaps the reason
I'm thinking of leaving.

And I just wondered if there was
anything that you could tell me
about him that might help?

I do know that he was at Reigate for
quite a while.

That he's well spoken of, gets

But apart from that,
I can't really say.

Then you think I should stay?

So, what did you do today?

I was in the garden.

I see the tulips are out.


Earlier, this year.

Not especially.

Well...they're beautiful.


Are you sure you won't have a drink?

Not for me, thank you.

We arrested a man today.

A chap called Burton. Some scheme
with lorries.

He's taken �1,200 off the

I'm sorry, I'm not interested, John.

Actually, I have a slight headache.

Would you mind if I go up?

No. You go ahead. I'll clear up.

How's Sam, sir?
Oh, she's fine.

Her typing's not what it should be.
But she's the same as ever.

How's the book?

Am I in it?
Oh, she asked that.

You might get a mention in the final
chapter. Good night.

Good night, sir. Thank you.

I know it's a bit of a cheek. But do
you remember my Uncle Aubrey?

Yeah, the vicar.

All my uncles are vicars,
but that's right.

He's coming to Hastings later today

and he has a special dispensation to
come here.

He's coming for the church

He sent me a telegram saying his
hotel has let him down.

All the hotels in Hastings
are jammed at the moment,
what with all the troops.

I can't find anywhere to put him up.
Oh, I see.

It would only be for a couple of
nights and he did let us stay
with him, so...

No, fine. I'll be happy to.

Thank you. His bus gets
in at ten to three.

Does it? And I don't get off work
till six so...

Don't you?

It's all right, I'll stroll down.

Thank you very, very much, sir.
Not at all.

How's the book going?
As much as you left it.

I've just looked over the chapter on
horse racing and illegal rambling.

Don't you mean gambling?
I do.

Not quite what you typed.

Ah. Better be on my way.

Thanks again.

I don't think they were trying to
kill me, sir. Just making a point.

You think they were working for
Burton? Yes, sir.

He's scared. I think I'll let him
sit tight a while. I'm sure he'll
give me what I need.

Then you should come along with me
to Cranville College.

I've had a message from London.
Have you heard of Francis Wood,
Bishop of Cirencester?

We've got a whole clutch of them
down here.

Some sort of ecumenical conference.

It's hard to know why they're having
it here when the coast's off limits.

It is ten miles inland, sir.

Just when it looks as if we're going
to bomb the Jerries out of

Bishop Wood wants us all to forgive
and forget.

You think he'll bring trouble?
I think he is trouble.

I want to talk to you.

That makes a change.

Bye, then.
See you.

There's something
you're not telling me.

There's all sorts of things I'm not
telling you, Jane.

For example,
how crazy I am about you.

Stop it.
No, I mean it.

Who'd have thought I'd have found
love in a god-forsaken dump like

But I'm quite serious.

I think I want to spend the rest of
my life with you.

You talk a lot of tommyrot.

What about the weekend, then?

What do you say? Why don't we just
slip away?

Just the two of us. Like last time.

Who is your Uncle Bill?

What are you talking about?

Who is he?

Who gave you that name?

Was this Henry?

What's he been saying about me?

Tell me. I want to know.

Ah, my dear Mr Foyle.

How very good to see you.
And you.

I take it Samantha spoke to you?
She did.

I can stay?
You can. It'll be a pleasure.

Shall I take that?
Thank you.

Good trip?
Oh, stop and start.

I've never seen so many troops on
the move.

It really feels like the big push
and all that.

How are you? I hear you're no longer
with the police.

Well, that's right.
Well, you must tell all.

Perhaps over a cup of tea.
I'm absolutely parched.

I don't understand.
This can't be right.

Can I help?

Go to the library and get me
anything you can on this area here.

North of Stuttgart.
North and northwest.

This map was made in '31.
It can't be right.

Get me any up-to-date information.

I need to know if there have been
any raids that might have changed
the landscape.

I want a word.
Not now.

Yes, now, Henry, damn you.
No, no, no.

I said I want to talk to you.
Go to hell, Everitt!


What is it? What's the matter?
It's not there.

What isn't there? Where are you
going? The church!

It's this question of total and
unconditional surrender.

Everyone knows the Germans have lost
the war.

It's just a question of how many
more innocent people have to die
before they accept it.

Take the bombing of Hamburg, for

Hundreds killed. Do we condone it?

Can we condone it?

"Thou shalt not kill."

The Bible makes it pretty clear.

Do you have any sugar?

I'm afraid not.

And, of course, if you're sticking
to moral absolutes,

you come to "Love your enemy".

And that's where we are now. Except
we're not loving them.

We're bombing the hell out of them.
And where do you stand?

I'm behind Francis Wood, Bishop of

He'll be at Cranville.

And what he's preaching is
reconciliation and forgiveness.

A negotiated peace.
Is this the right time?

He won't worry about that.

You know he tried to set up a Famine
Relief Committee

for children across Europe?

Can you imagine?

It would have meant breaking our own

Of course, it didn't get very far.

Anyway, look, you don't want to talk
about all this. How are you?

How's Sam?

Well, she's fine. You'll see her

By the way,
I've got something for you.

I brought it up from the country.

A bottle of my home-made wine.

Very kind of you. Thank you.

It's very reassuring to have a
police presence, Detective Chief

But I think hardly necessary.

Yes, well, I think we'll be the best
judge of that. Yes, of course.

When you spoke in London, you caused
a riot.

No. Not at all.

A few dissenting voices.

Are you planning on speaking in
public while you're here, sir?

This is a church conference.

But any members of the public will
be welcome.

I hardly need tell you that sedition
is still an offence.


"The night bombing of German cities,

a degradation of the spirit for all
who take part in it,

threatens the roots of

You heard my address.

I read it.

Let me tell you this, Bishop Wood,

if you say those things down here,
I'll throw the book at you.

Come on, Milner.

Mr Scott?

What are you doing at home at this
time of the day?

Is something the matter?

I'm just trying to think.
Are you all right?

No. Would you like me to call the

No, I don't need the doctor.

Where are you going?



Look, I need to talk to you.

No, it is urgent.

No, I know.

Yeah, I know.

No, it can't wait.

Waterlow? What were you doing in my

I was looking for you, sir.

I'm worried about Scott. He's gone.

Gone? Gone where?
I don't know.

He asked me to get a reference on
the area round Stuttgart. When I got
back, he wasn't at his desk.

I've spoken to the sentries.
They say he's left the building.

And I think he may have taken a
photograph with him.

There were two photographs under the
stereoscope. I saw them just now.

One of them's gone. I didn't see the

You think Scott took it?

That's against all regulations.
We must find him.

He's billeted in Birchwood Lane.

He told me. Would you like me
to go round? Er, no.

No, thank you, Waterlow.

This is my responsibility.
I'll deal with it.


Oh, God!

What news on Burton?

This is a list of contracts he's had
over the past four years that I
think we need to investigate.

Army. Air Force. RASC.

NFS. It's endless.

Are you saying he was defrauding the
whole lot of them?

He'd have had to have had people
inside on every one of these, sir.

It's the only way it would've
worked. I'm trying to get a list
of names off him.

Sorry to break in on you, sir.
But we've had a report.

A man found hanged in Garton Wood.
A couple of land girls came across
him swinging in the breeze.

Well, I don't see why you need to
bother us with it, sergeant.

There are plenty of miserable people
out there.

We've got better things to do than
to go out mopping up after them.
You deal with it.

Oh, I wouldn't have troubled you,

Except the MO found a photograph in
his pocket.

Taken from a plane.

It's a place called Hoch Feldhausen.

It's marked on the back.

Well, I'd say that sounds German,
wouldn't you, sir?

Any idea who he was?
His name was Henry Scott.

He was carrying his identity card.

How long had he been here?

Only about an hour or so, sir,
according to the doc.

Very young.

You don't suppose he was a Jerry
spy, do you, sir?

All the troop movements around here,
it wouldn't surprise me.

Why would a German spy carry a
photograph of one of his own towns?

It would incriminate him.


Sergeant, do you mind climbing the

Right you are, sir.

Tell me what you see.

Well, it's a lovely view up here,
Mr Milner.

There's lots of trees...
I'm not interested in the view.

Look at the branch. Can you see
where the rope was?

Yes, it's cut a groove into the

How deep is it?
It's quite deep.

Deeper than I would have imagined.

Does it go all the way round?
No, sir, about halfway.

What are you going on about, Milner?

Look at the rope, sir.

There's a green stain all the way
down where it's rubbed against the

What of it?

If you were going to hang yourself,
you'd throw the rope over
the branch and tie it.

Or you might climb up and tie it.


But this rope has been dragged over
the branch with something heavy
attached to the other end.

It's made a deep groove. A whole
length of it has been stained green.

I also noticed extensive bruising
at the back of the victim's head.

He could have hit the branch
as he fell, but I don't think so.

You think he was knocked out?
Yes, sir.

Knocked out and then dragged into
the air.

I think he was murdered.

It was a fascinating afternoon.

I met Francis Wood.
Very impressive.

And were you aware you have a German
priest here in Hastings?

A Jerry?
He's probably spying on us.

No, not at all. He's a friend of

Who's he?

You know who I'm talking about?
Dietrich Bonhoeffer.

A German Protestant. Spoke out
against Hitler.

He did here in 1933.

Well, you'll be sorry to hear that
he insisted on returning to Germany

and the Gestapo arrested him.

He's in prison.

You must come out with me tomorrow.
There are some public forums

and you can meet Father Keppler.

He's in Hastings. From St Jude's.

I can't imagine anything more

That's because you're a wicked girl

and a severe disappointment to your
parents and all your uncles.

Tell us what you're doing,
now you've been thrown out
of the police?

I wasn't thrown out. I resigned.

I can't tell you anything except I'm
making a vital contribution to the
war effort.

I'll drink to that.

It's not the same, you know, sir.

You should have stayed.

Really? If you're writing a wartime
history of the Hastings police,

you should stay till the last

No, no, it belongs to somebody else.

DCS Meredith, you mean.

He was the one who fired me.

I thought you said you resigned?
Well, I would have,

given the chance.

Oh, I've got to go, I'm afraid.

I've got a seven o'clock start.

Keeping you on your toes
at Secret Intelligence?

It's a very boring job.

Worse than that. It's a long way
away and I miss the car.

Morning, Bob.

Reporting for duty.

I won't be long.

So he's dead.

Well, it's very sad but I can't say
I'm completely surprised.

What makes you say that,
Mrs Hammond?

He's tried twice before.


You wouldn't think that, would you?
A good Catholic boy.

He was religious?

Bible before bed every night.

What else can you tell me about him?

I can tell you I wish he'd never
moved in.

You don't know what it was like
having a person like that in the

I never knew what was going to
happen next.

And now this!

Can you tell me where he worked?
The Air Ministry.

They were the ones who billeted him

But I can't tell you what he did.

He wasn't allowed to talk about it.

And when did you last see him?

He came in about three o'clock or a
few minutes before.

I could see he was in a state.

He didn't stay long and he went out
again almost immediately.

Did he say where he was going?

No. Just out. That's all he said.

You should go and visit Father

Oh, I know he's a Jerry but he's a
good chap.

He's the priest at Saint Jude's.

I told you.

Mr Scott was devout.

When he wasn't trying
to do himself in.

But they were very close,
the two of them.


No-one at home?
Seems not.

Been no-one at home for a while.
God's on holiday if you ask me.

How else do you explain Herr Hitler?

Good morning.

Ah, Father Keppler. Good morning.

Christopher, this is the man I was
telling you about.

Martin Keppler, Christopher Foyle.
It's a pleasure.

How do you do? Mr Foyle used to be
in charge of the police in Hastings.

You are joining us today?
Oh, I thought I might look in, yes.


You have left the police?
I have.

What I always find strange is that
anyone would wish to commit crime in
a time of war.

Well, irrepressible human nature,
I suppose.

And human nature cannot be defined
by nationality.

Probably know a little more about
that than I do.

I have to believe it, in my

How long have you been here?

I came here two years before the

I could see the direction my country
was taking.

I could not go with it, so I left.

I had no choice. I had spoken out
in public.

It was a great mistake. The Gestapo
had started to search for me.

Very difficult, I imagine, for you
to be in England at this time?

What is difficult for me is that

I did not have the courage to stay
in Germany.

Excuse me. Are you Sergeant

Yes, sir.

I'm Wing Commander Stephen Forster.

I'm here about the man who was found
hanging in the woods, Henry Scott.

Look, I really don't think any
police investigation is needed.

With respect, sir, that's not for
you to decide.

I just don't want you wasting your
time. Or mine.

Henry Scott was a mess.

He hated his job. He hated the war.

He'd tried to do away with himself
at least twice before.

Was this ever reported,
Wing Commander?

No. Of course, it should have been.

But Scott was superb at his work,

and we decided to look after him

Did he have any enemies?

None that I know of.

Well, I must say, Milner, this does
look a bit like a blind alley.

You still haven't told us what his
work was, sir.

I can't.

Not without clearance from the Air

I don't think they'll give it.

Our work is highly classified.

And we still have a man
who is dead, sir.

A man who killed himself.

Look, this isn't getting us
very far.

We'll apply to the Air Ministry and
see what they have to say.

I take it you are on the telephone?

And that we can
get in touch with you?

Of course. By the way, did Scott
have a photograph with him?

Yes. What was the name on it,

Hoch Feldhausen, sir.

That's right.
I need it back.

I'm sorry, sir. I can't do that.
It's police evidence.

It's actually very important to us
right now.

Have you heard about Henry?
Everyone's heard about poor Henry.

You don't care, do you?
Give me one reason why I should.

Because we needed him here.

He was good at his job.
He was the best.

There are Henries beavering away
in drawing offices all over
the country.

They'll find a replacement.
He was my friend.

Was he?

You know how I felt about him.

Rather better than you, Jane.

You felt sorry for him, that's all.

You're a cad. It's the truth,
Jane, and you know it.

You had no relationship with Henry
Scott beyond some Hansel and
Gretel thing,

which, in the absence of any
gingerbread cottages, was going

And now that he's gone, you're
trying to pretend there was more to
it than that.

You're glad he's dead.
Not really.

Yes, you are. Because he knew
something about you.

You wanted him out of the way.
Have you been eavesdropping?

No. Not really. I was just sent up
here to get some maps.

Listen, we shouldn't talk here.
Come out for a drink tonight.

You never give up, do you?

You're Stewart, is that right?

Yes. Samantha Stewart.

Adam Everitt. Are you new here?

Actually, I've been here about six

Well, the maps.

Yes. I've got them here.

Maybe you'd better take them down.


Germany is being demolished.

Town by town,

village by village, night after

Civilians are dying.

Monuments are being destroyed.

The bombers have no real plan of

because in the darkness,
bombing is blind.

This is not the way of a civilised

This is nothing more than revenge

and we have to tell people that it
is wrong.

Father Keppler.

I'm very sorry, but I've been asked
to tell you

there is a police officer here who
wishes to see you.

Will you excuse me, gentlemen?

The historic centres of the great
German cities

are being destroyed.

You interrupted
a very important meeting.
What is it that concerns you?

I understand you know a man called
Henry Scott?

Henry? Yes, I know him well.

Did you see him yesterday afternoon?

No. I was here most of the
afternoon. Then I went home.
Why do you ask?

I'm sorry to have to tell you that
he was found dead yesterday

In Garton Wood.

Not far from here.

May I ask you, Sergeant...

had he taken his own life?

Yes, it appeared that way.

Forgive me.

I thought all this was behind him.

I shall pray for his soul.

He was a very troubled young man.

But to take your own life
is a great sin.

What did trouble him, sir?

The war.

His part in it. The loss of
innocent life.

He felt responsible.

Why? What was his occupation?

You don't know?

Then I'm afraid I'm unable to tell
you, Sergeant.

Henry told me about certain aspects
of his work, but in very strict

You understand I speak here of the

between a priest and a supplicant?

So I am sorry, Sergeant,

but, in this case, I have to answer
to a higher authority than yours.

And I still have to investigate his

Of course.

But if he took his own life,
I don't see why.

I said it appeared that way.

But you can't think he...

How was he found?

He was hanging from a tree.

Only a few weeks ago, it was pills.

You should have reported it.

A crime against the state?

Perhaps, but...

for me, it was more a crime against
his own faith.

Did you try to help him?
Of course.

And I failed.

I will have to live with that.

But let me assure you, Sergeant,
Henry had no enemies.

There was nobody
who would wish him dead.

I don't believe it was suicide.

Then I will help you
in any way I can.

Although within those boundaries
I've already explained to you.

Thank you.

I don't suppose you've heard of a
place called Hoch Feldhausen?

Why do you ask?
Have you?


It's a common name.

There was a Feldhausen, I think,
outside Berlin.

But...Hoch Feldhausen?

No, I don't think so.

When did you come to England, sir?

Before the war, in '37.

And where were you before that?

I was in Munich, the church of St

Thank you. We'll talk again.
I am an easy man to find.

My door is always open.

Miss Stewart.

I'd just like to say,
about this afternoon,

it's not good to eavesdrop,
especially in a place like this.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Listening in on things that
have nothing to do with you.

I'd be careful if I were you.

Are you threatening me?

I'm just advising you not to repeat
things that you shouldn't have heard
in the first place.

It's Mr Everitt, isn't it?
That's right.

Well, I'd forgotten all about it,
if you really want to know. I'm glad

But since you're so worried about it
you've come out here to bully me,

I'll mention it to everyone I can.

These priests and vicars aren't
going to say anything to you.

And I'm not sure we can make them.

As for the Air Ministry, I doubt
we're going to hear from them.

We can approach Wing Commander
Forster again, sir.

Well, we can always try, I suppose.

Perhaps we should reconsider the
whole thing.

I mean, are we sure we are dealing
with murder here?

I have a gut feeling, sir.
Not much else.

This man Scott was suicidal.

And it seems an awful lot of trouble
to lug him up into a tree.

Unless it was to make it look like
he killed himself.

Good night, Sergeant.
Good night, sir.

Now, you do what you think is best.

Thank you, sir.

I don't suppose you'd care for a
drink before you get home?

Er, no, sir.

It's very kind of you,

but my wife will be waiting for me.

Damn! I've left my fountain pen



Brooke, call for an ambulance!

I've missed you, Charlie.

Sir, try to keep still.

I'm glad you're here.

You're sure you don't want to join
us today?

No, I won't, thank you, if it's all
the same to you.

We have a fascinating debate this

The question is, how do we get the
message across?

The English church, the German
church - one family.

Looking beyond the war to the

Coming together again.

It would happen in time,
wouldn't it?

No, Christopher. That's the whole

It has to happen now.

Mr Foyle.


What is it?

Oh. I'll leave you to it.

Thank you.

Assistant Commissioner.
How are you?

I'm very well. You?

Yes, thanks.

A little over-dressed for a church
conference, I'd have said.

I'd like to speak to you privately.

You haven't heard? Meredith was
shot last night.

How is he?
He's dead.

Milner was with him.

He's all right.

He wasn't touched. But Meredith
died in his arms.

Well, I'm very sorry to hear that.
I never met him.

I knew him well.

In fact, I recommended him for the

Any idea who did it?
Not yet.

We're not even sure that he was the

In fact, it's more likely it was

Really? Someone had a go at him just
a few days ago.

Did they?

I was told I'd find you here.

Well, I know why you're here.

The answer's no.

I can understand that.

But listen, this is completely

The shooting of a senior police
officer in the street.

I understand that. The answer's no.

When you resigned a year ago, I was
new to the job.

I was trying to find my feet.

All the facts of the matter seemed
to be against you.

But the truth is,

I was a Colonel Blimp of the very
worst sort,

and you were absolutely right to

I beg of you to reconsider
and come back,

if only to discover who committed
this terrible crime.

We have to bring his killer to

Milner's very capable.

I know that, and I agree.

But did you know he's put in for

I did.
Well, therein lies our problem.

This is difficult, particularly in
the light of what I've just said,

but I'm afraid there's been a
certain lack of leadership

in Hastings since you left.

There is no-one else.

Mr Foyle!
Good morning.

Sir, don't tell me, are you

Only for a while. Just until
we sort out what happened
to Mr Meredith.

Sir. Well, thank goodness someone
at the top has finally shown
a bit of sanity.

If you question the judgement of any
senior officer in front of me again,

I'll make sure you're transferred
and demoted - or I'll have
you discharged.

Nice to have him back.

Justice won't help my husband now,
will it?

But I know you'll do your best.

You didn't know John, did you?

I didn't, no.

No, I served under your husband,
Mrs Meredith.

Mr Milner.

You wanted a transfer. He told me.

It was personal circumstances.

You're lying to me. You both are.

You think I'm the grieving widow so
you're telling me what you think I
want to hear.

But I'm not.

These are my two sons.

Teddy was killed the year before
last in Africa.

Charlie died last year.

He was with the 8th Army in Sicily.

John didn't want your job, Mr Foyle.

They twisted his arm to make him
take it.

And when he did, he didn't care
about it.

He didn't care about anything.

He was dead inside.

We both were.

I still am.

I can't grieve.

I have no feelings left.

He thought I was his son.

I beg your pardon?

When he was dying, that's who he
thought I was.

Did he?

He called me Charlie.

Well, there's some small comfort in
that, I suppose.

I just thought
he was doing a bad job.

I didn't try to understand him.


Are you all right?

No. Not really.

This is about Henry, isn't it?

Do you want to talk about him?

I've got no-one to talk to.

Well, you can talk to me.

I don't even know you.


Well, that's the thing about
Beverley Lodge, isn't it?

Everyone's working in their
different sections and nobody
seems to know anyone.

You're in the library, aren't you?

That's me.

And you work for Wing Commander

Yes. Administration.

How long were you there for?
Three years.

And what about Henry?

He was here right from the start.

He was brilliant at his work.

Everyone said so.

And you were very close?

We were walking out together.

For a time.

Then it all went wrong.

Don't tell me. That Everitt chap?

Did you hear what we were saying?

A bit, I'm afraid.

Adam hated Henry.

But it was more than that.

Henry knew something about him.

But he might have just been making
it up, I don't know.

Well, Adam certainly seemed worried
about something.

Adam wouldn't hurt anyone, I'm sure
of it.

Sometimes he says stupid things,
but he doesn't mean them.

But... the same time...

..I was the last person to see Henry

And I know he wasn't going to kill

Well, this is all pretty thorough.
Is this it?

Yes, sir.

We certainly need more on Henry

and this...

Where's this place again?
It's written on the back, sir.


What did Keppler have to say about

He couldn't help me. He'd never
heard of it.

And you spoke to Forster,
didn't you?

Yes, we did. Nothing there either,
although he did want that back.

Well, we should try him again.

I'm not sure he'll be very helpful,

He's under Air Ministry

Well, we'll get clearance.
I'll speak to Parkins.

Call Forster, anyway.
Yes, sir.

Keppler, Forster... Who else isn't
telling us anything?

How long are you planning
to keep me here?

As long as it takes, Mr Burton.

I want my lawyer.
Well, you're going to need one.

Defrauding the armed services
in a time of war -

no judge in the country is going to
look kindly on that one.

You can't prove anything.
You made threats against
a police officer.

You're an accessory to murder
of another. What do you mean?

Two attempts on this man's life
after you made the threats

led to the death of another officer.

I had nothing to do with it.

Look, I warned him.

It's not me. There are people out
there, my connections.

I told you, I was in here. I had
nothing to do with it.

Then why are you covering up for the
people who did?

I don't really care one way
or another, to be honest with you.

You made threats.
Somebody carried them out.

Now you're refusing to tell us
who that was or might have been.
It's enough to hang you.


I've worked with lots of people and
it could have been any of them.

Well, it's not enough.
We need names.

Yes, of course I understand.

But I'm still going to have to wait
until I've heard from London.

I'm sorry. There's nothing more
I can say.

The police want to see me again.

Put them off.

Everitt, for God's sake.

Everything's changed.

The officer who was in charge of the
case has been killed.

What? They've put another man in.
Someone called Foyle.

They're bound to find their way here

Well, you're going to have to stop
them, Wing Commander.

Because if they find their way to
you, they'll find their way to me.

And if that happens,
we both go down.

What do you know about the death of
Henry Scott?


Nothing at all.
Don't lie to me, Everitt.

Tell me what you know.

Ready to go?

Jolly good. We'll finish this lot

I've got the pictures and it's just
as we thought.

Dortmund, two weeks from now.

But they've got the factories
half a mile to the south.

Yes. Way off line.

It'll be a miracle if they hit

That's right. Don't worry.

I'll send them in the usual way.

Miss Stewart! What are you doing

Hello, Brookie. I've got some
information. Who should I
speak to about it?

It's funny you should ask that,
actually. Sam?

Sir! What are you doing here?

Well, what are you doing here?
I've come about Henry Scott.

The man who was killed in the woods.

It wasn't suicide. It was murder.

And I think I know who did it.

I've been working there for six
months, sir.

I was put onto them by the WVS.

They just said they needed someone
to work in the library. I had no
idea what they did.

It turns out they were making maps.

When they bombed those dams last

Beverley Lodge made some of the maps
that got them there.

All the raids going on now,
you wouldn't believe it...

You might want to stop there.

I haven't done anything wrong,
have I?

You mean apart from breaking
the Official Secrets Act?

Well, I...

I had to tell someone after what
Jane Hudson told me.

She's convinced Henry didn't hang

Even though he'd tried twice before?

Oh, she says they weren't real

You know, a cry for help and all

Anyway, he knew something about this
chap, Adam Everitt.

I've met him, and I can tell you,
he's a nasty piece of work.

If Henry had something on him, he
wouldn't hesitate for a second.

And he was the last person to see
Henry alive.

And according to Jane, he was on his
way to his church.

He was going to tell the priest
there something that he knew.

Maybe he did.

Anyway, you have to talk to Jane
Hudson, sir. She wants to see you.

Right. Mm-hm.

Is that it?

Yes, sir.

Well, well done.

I have to go back to Beverley Lodge
now. Is there anything else
I can do?

You could keep your mouth shut and
stay out of trouble.


My lord, I understand what you're
saying, your talk of reconciliation.

I'm sure you understand it better
than anyone, Father Keppler.

Yes, but the fact is, the war has
gone on for a very long time.

But the end is in sight.

Martin Keppler didn't tell me very
much, sir.

He said he answered to a higher

Seemed reasonable enough
when I met him.

Good afternoon.
Can I help you?

Just hoping for a few more words
with Father Keppler.

Yes, again. If you don't mind?

I do mind.

This is an ecumenical conference.

And I object to my people being
dragged into some squalid

particularly Father Keppler.

Particularly because?

I should have thought it was obvious
why you're singling him out.

As if he didn't suffer enough as a
refugee when he came to this

Please, my lord, I am quite happy to
talk to these officers.

Although I thought Mr Foyle had
retired from police work?

Yeah, so did I.

As for the "squalid investigation",

I'd grant it's a little less
ecumenical than your conference,

but considering a policeman has been

and another man has been found dead,

I'd have hoped the church might have
managed a little more understanding.

I'm sorry.

I'll leave you together.

So this is now official?

It seems so, yes.

No, I just wanted to ask

if you'd, by any chance, seen
Mr Scott on the day he died?

No, I did not.

He didn't come to the church,
for example?

He may have done. But he wouldn't
have found me there. I was here.

Oh, right. All day?

Until about mid-afternoon.
I left about three o'clock.


Did he ever talk to you about his

I have already explained to your

I am unable to talk about Henry's

Right. Not quite what I asked.
Did he talk to you?

Henry had doubts about his work.
That we discussed often.

He felt ashamed.

But for a German to ask too many

even a Category C alien like myself,

would not have been wise.
I understand.

Evidently, for whatever reason,

he took a photograph away from the
place where he works that day.

Any idea why he would have done

No. I'm afraid not, no.

I mean, you wouldn't have seen that?

Forgive me, Mr Foyle, I think
I said I did not see Henry.

So how could I?
Quite, quite.

Assistant Commissioner.

I don't want to take up too much of
your time.

I've managed to get clearance for
you to visit Beverley Lodge
from the Air Ministry.

It basically gives you carte

Only you, I'm afraid.

And they're going to make you sign
a great pile of official forms.

But at least you're in.

So, what exactly is this place,
then, sir?

I could tell you, Sergeant...

But then you'd have to shoot me.
Yeah, I know that one, sir.

Don't tempt me.

Yes, well, these are all in order.

I must apologise to you, Mr Foyle.

I wasn't being deliberately

No, no, I'm sure you weren't.

Well, maybe I was.
But that's my job.

Very few people know the existence
of this place.

And the majority of people that do
probably work here.

But now that London have given you
the go-ahead, anything I can do
to help?

Well, you can start by telling me
exactly what Henry Scott did here.

He was an aircraftsman second class,
sent to us from High Wycombe.

He'd done an apprenticeship as a
lithographic maps and plan

But we have lots of different sorts
of people here.

Designers, cartoonists even.

This is where the bulk of our work
gets done.

We only have old maps of Germany.

Hitler made sure that none left the
country after 1933.

So we have to adapt them,

using local intelligence, aerial

anything we can get, really.

This is the stereoscope.

Take a look, if you like.

We have two photographs taken at two
different angles

and the result is a
three-dimensional effect

that allows us to judge height,
distance, that sort of thing.

This is Waterlow.

One of our more recent arrivals.
How do you do?

How do you do?

Mr Foyle's a police officer.

He's making enquiries about poor

Ah, yes, that was a blow.

You know him well?
Not particularly.

I worked with him. But we weren't
good friends.

Any reason for that?

He was a bit of a Bible basher.
Not quite my cup of tea.

Shall we press on?

There are various divisions
scattered around.

Fair drawing, printing.

We produce over two hundred copies
of every map we make here.

There's a library upstairs,
a distribution centre,

a motor transport section over in
the stables,

and, of course, we have our own

How long have you been here?
I came in '42.

Before that?

I was with Bomber Command at

Other side of the fence, you might

Henry Scott was unhappy with the
work we do here.

He was good at his job but he hated
the war.

He should have been a conchie.

Why wasn't he?
I don't know.

But nobody here was very surprised
when he killed himself.

I'd have thought you'd have better
things to do with your time.

You'd be surprised.



He's not interested in you, Everitt.

You can relax.

Thank you for letting me visit you.

Christopher Foyle
asked me to look in.

Oh, yes?
He was concerned about you.

He thought I needed a clergyman?

I already have one, thank you.
He's burying my husband.

This may be an impertinence, but... you go to church?

I used to.


This war has tested the faith of a
good many people.

All those lives lost.

Not just in England,
but across the whole world.

France, Poland.

Even Germany.

They're suffering, too.

And they deserve to.

They were butchers to begin with and
they're butchers now.

Mrs Meredith...

Even the ancient Romans
loathed them.

Every European war in the last
hundred years was caused by them.

I hope, at the end of this one, they
are wiped off the face of the earth.

I can't share that feeling.

I don't ask you to. But you can
leave my house.

Of course.

I'm so sorry.

The church wants us to love these
people, to forgive them.

But I never will.

Thank you for seeing me, Mr Foyle.

I didn't know who to turn to,

but I had to tell someone what I

I'll get into trouble for talking
about Beverley Lodge.

It's all right.

I understand you knew Henry Scott?

I was in love with him.

At least, I think I was.
And he liked me.

We sang in the choir together at
Saint Jude's.

Henry was very close friends with
the priest there, Martin Keppler.

And you weren't?

I had to get used to the fact that
he was a German.

But he's a good man.

And if he'd stayed behind,
they'd have put him
in a concentration camp.

Go on.

Henry had...

..very deeply-held beliefs.

In a way, that was the problem.

He hated what he was doing because
he felt responsible for the

And there was another side to it... his relationship with me.

He wouldn't even touch me.

He said it was wrong.

We talked about marriage and I think
he might have married me eventually.


I wanted more than that.

I just wanted to be close.

And that wasn't enough?

I met someone else.

A man called Adam Everitt joined us
in revisions section.

I don't know how he was chosen
because he wasn't very good and
Henry was furious.

Henry hated his work, in a way,

but it was still important to him... get it right.

And so you started seeing
Adam Everitt?

We went to Brighton for the weekend.

It was madness,
but I wanted to have some fun.

Sam will tell you. Life at Beverley
Lodge can be very grey.

Did Henry know about this?


I don't know how, but I think Adam
told him. Typical of him.

After that, Henry wouldn't talk to
me again.

It was as if I'd betrayed him,
but it wasn't like that.

I'd never promised him anything!

And you don't think he'd have killed

I know he didn't.

Don't ask me how. I just know.

And what about Adam, then?

Henry was threatening Adam with
something that he knew.

He told me he'd found out something
about an uncle of Adam's.

I don't know what he was talking
about, but obviously it mattered
to him.

Did this uncle have a name?

Bill. That was all he said.

William Everitt?

Unless it was his mother's side.

When was the last time you saw
Henry, then?

It was about...

..three o'clock.

I met him on the stairs.

He said something very strange.

"It's not there."

Those were his exact words.


I asked him where he was going.

And he said the church.

And that was it.

That's all of them, all right?
Going back four years.

You've certainly been busy.

I had nothing to do with what
happened to you.

I wish I could believe you.

The first time, that was different.

We didn't mean anything by it.

We were just trying to show you
who's who.

Going to tell me
who was driving the truck?

Their name is on the list.

I never killed anyone.
I never would.

Guns? It's not my style, Mr Milner.

I promise you.

What can you tell me
about Beverley Lodge?

Thank you, once again, for putting
me up and putting up with me.

It's a great pleasure. By the way,
I visited Mrs Meredith, as you asked

Do any good?
I'm afraid not.

Well, perhaps it did help her,
in a way, having someone to blame.

Oh, yeah, what's that?
Oh, the church.

God. The way of the world.
Anyone. Anything.

Talking to her, I suddenly realised.

You're absolutely right.

This talk of repentance,
reconciliation, Bishop Wood.
It's all very well.

But perhaps right now what we really
need is a little more humility.

The church will be there at the end
of the war. They'll find us.

People will find us.

I'm not sure we can drag them to
places they're not ready to go.

That poor woman.

I don't think I've ever met anyone
quite so lost.

There you are, Samantha. Are you
going to give me a kiss goodbye?

Goodbye, Uncle Aubrey.

I suppose you'll go back to
the police, now Mr Foyle is back.

Well, we haven't discussed it yet.

Quite right. An unsuitable
occupation for an impressionable
young lady.

Well, time to go.
Good luck to you both.

We'll meet again soon.

Don't you think he has a point, sir?

A point? About what?

About me.

About you?
Thought about having me back?

Well, I've thought about little

See you tomorrow.

Can we give you a lift, sir?

Yes, thank you. How did you get on?

Henry Scott went straight home on
the day he died.

But he was seen in Lever Street
later on, making a telephone call.

He's talked.

He gave me a list of names going
back four years. One in particular
will interest you. Good.


I met Burton two and a half years
ago when I was at Laverton.

I must have been out of my mind.

It isn't as though I needed the

But a hundred pounds for
a signature on a piece of paper.

Authorising the use of lorries
that didn't exist?


Once I'd accepted one
payment, I couldn't stop.

He kept coming back.

I hoped I'd lose him when I came
here but he tracked me down.

And then what?

He has a nephew, Adam Everitt.

He was called up.

He was a gunner in the RAF.

He didn't like it. He was scared
and was looking for a way out.

Burton asked me to provide it.

Did he ask nicely?

He threatened me, of course.

Everitt had some design experience.

I exaggerated it and made a case for
employing him here.

And Henry Scott knew all about this,
did he?

Yes, he found out somehow.

I don't know how.

Overheard a telephone conversation
or something.

So quite convenient, his death,

I'm many things, Mr Foyle.

But I'm not a murderer.

Are you going to arrest me?


Wing Commander,

you've allowed an unqualified man
to endanger the lives of pilots
and crew.

You've stolen money

that could have been used otherwise
for the war effort.

What do you think?

I see.

I think part of the Air Ministry
will deal with you.


I'm glad.

I've been wanting this to happen
for some time.

If only we could go back in life.

I often think that.

I'm ashamed of what I've done.

Why are you arresting me? I've done
nothing wrong.

You're being returned to your unit
where they'll be thrilled to see you.


I'm not going to fight, damn you!
Well, why don't you try deserting?

Then we can shoot you.

Mr Foyle?

I wonder if I might have a word?

Have you finished
your investigation yet?

Well, you can never be sure.

It's just that I thought I should
let you know.

My name is Richard Waterlow.
I've been working here
in the drawing office.

But I was actually sent here by Air

And I've been told to cooperate
with you fully, Mr Foyle.

It makes a change.

We were concerned about the leaking
of information from Beverley Lodge.

There were three raids
in the past few months

where the Germans had advance
knowledge of our intentions.

New defences arriving at the last
minute, that sort of thing.
Any ideas?

Adam Everitt was my first thought.

Little or no experience,
and he arrived at around the same
time the leaks began.

I'd like to speak to him,
if that's all right.

You're welcome. I'd be surprised if
he was involved. Henry Scott perhaps?


..we looked at him and his
relationship with Father
Martin Keppler.

What's this?

It's Keppler's file.

It seemed almost too obvious -
a German priest living right here in

But he's been thoroughly checked.

He came to England in '37.
He's a Category C alien.

Cleared at every level.

You know what this is?

That's Hoch Feldhausen.

This is the photograph that Henry
Scott took the day he died.

It should never have
left the building.

But security here is lamentable.
So I've spotted.

According to this...
Have you read this?

I've skimmed through it.

Keppler was there for five years.

So that's why he ran out.
The village was going to be bombed.

Scott knew about it and must have
gone off to warn Keppler.

Is that the reason he was killed?

There should be a corresponding
photograph to that. Is that right?

Yes, there certainly is.

Well, I can see why the RAF would be
interested in this one.

There's a rail head and a fuel dump.

May I see?

Cutting the supply lines is
absolutely crucial right now.

We're talking about the last phase
of the war

and targets like this are top

It must be one of the few places
in Jerryland that we haven't
plastered yet.

Mr Foyle.

I thought I might see you again.

I thought the same.

You are still on your investigation?

I am.
And how is it progressing?

So far, so good.

I don't see that I can help you any

Well, I'm sure you can.

Cos I'm arresting you for the
murders of Detective Chief
Superintendent Meredith

and Henry Scott

and for the attempted murder
of Detective Sergeant Milner.

Do you have anything to say?

What on earth are you talking about?

Do you have anything else to say?

You must forgive me if...
if I take a moment.

As ridiculous as this is, this is
still something of a shock.

Is that it?

You are making a very grave mistake,
Mr Foyle.

This man...detective...
I never even met him.

Why would I want to murder him?
You didn't.

The intention was to kill Milner.

It's Meredith's tragedy that you got
the wrong man.

The question still applies -

why would I want to kill Mr Milner?

You knew it was only a matter of
time before the lie you told him
would be uncovered.

I told no lies to him.

On the contrary, at every turn,
I offered him my considerable help.

Any idea where this is?

I can't say I recognise it.

It's where you preached for five

No, I don't think so.

Well, it is.

According to the statement you made
on your file.

Where is it?

It's written on the back.

Hoch Feldhausen.

So it is. Forgive me.

I've rarely seen it from this angle.

Not exactly Munich, is it?

Where did you get this?

It's the photograph Henry Scott had
on him when he died.

It's the reason you killed him.
I did not kill him.

I was his friend.

The best friend he could have had.


And he believed that,

until he realised that even you had
betrayed him.


No, no.

Henry took his own life. He was
a deeply troubled young man.

He certainly was when he saw that...

I want a word.
Not now.

Yes, now, Henry, damn you.
No, no, no.

I said I want to talk to you.
Go to hell, Everitt!

..and realised it was exactly the
same place where you'd told him you'd
preached for five years.

Yes, I did tell him that.
But not what you told Milner.

It's in his notes that you told him
that you'd preached in Munich

and had never heard
of Hoch Feldhausen.

A misunderstanding
and certainly not intentional.

Why would I lie about this?

Well, because being a priest
in Hoch Feldhausen is...

more difficult than pretty much
anywhere else, I'd have said.

And why would you have said that,
Mr Foyle?

Because there's no church.

Which is exactly what he saw when
he looked through the stereoscope

and understood you to be the fraud
that you are.

So since you're nothing like any
priest I've ever met,

what exactly are you, Mr Keppler?

I did study in a seminary
before the war.

But I was never in fact ordained.

What a relief.

A spy?

A patriot.

But, yes, I'm employed by the

reporting on troop movements along
the coast.

As you can imagine, I was rather

to find a major map-making centre
right here under my pastoral care.

I'm sure.

It was a foolish oversight,

choosing a village that had no

I would be interested to know
how you discovered it.

His last words, before he met you,
of course,

were to one of his more committed


What is it? What's the matter?
It's not there.

What isn't there? Where are you

The church.

He wasn't going here,
as you well know.

He was referring to the church in

where you were supposed
to have preached.

He knew I was at Cranville.

He telephoned me there.

He was hysterical.

I arranged to meet him here and we
walked together into Garton Wood.

I'd hoped it might be possible to
spare him.

If I could have persuaded him that
he was mistaken, I wouldn't have
harmed him.

But no, there was no other way.

And with his past history,
I thought no-one would question
his apparent suicide, but...

your Mr Milner,
he is very perceptive.

No other way for him, either?

I admit, it was the act
of a desperate man.

Damn! I've left my fountain pen

It didn't go my way.

None of this has.

God is not on your side.
Are you surprised?

You're telling me that you think he
is on yours?

Whatever you may think,

I am not an evil man.

I have been doing my duty,

in exactly the same way as you have
been doing yours.

God does not come into it.

Semantics, Mr Keppler.
I'm not interested. Shall we go?

I don't think so.

Have you come here alone?


I came into the church alone out of

For the church, that is.

You have men waiting outside?
Of course.

But even so...

you are my enemy.

And I have nothing to lose.

If I am arrested, I will be

I am a dead man.

I suggest you make your peace.

I'll wait outside.

If you don't mind me asking, sir,
are you intending to stay?

I might as well see the war out.
How about you?

You were going to leave, weren't you?

I think I might have second
thoughts. Good.

Mr Foyle. Someone to see you, sir.

Here I am, sir. All present and

All present and correct for what?

Well, aren't you going to need a
driver, sir?

I resigned.

A bit presumptuous, isn't it?

Absolutely, sir. I presumed you
couldn't manage without me.

Well, look...

Get the car
and I'll be out in five minutes.

That's better.

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