Grantchester (2014–…): Season 7, Episode 6 - Episode #7.6 - full transcript

This one's my favourite.

Jeremiah, Isaiah, with a
tremendous beard, and Elijah.

The scroll depicts
the flaming chariot

upon which he ascended to
heaven. When I first came here,

I was arrogant enough
to see it as a sign.

It was me speeding into
Grantchester on my motorbike.

Whereas now I feel more like
Icarus plummeting back to Earth.

Icarus, from the Greeks?

Exactly.

I can't even keep
things Biblical now.

Are you all right?



I'm sorry. It's been
a difficult few weeks.

I've had some liaisons
I'm not entirely proud of.

With... women?

With a woman engaged
to be married.

And a widow and a mother
who deserves so much more.

I need to abstain
from love for a while.

I'm not exactly the best example

for someone exploring
a future in the church.

But God forgives everything...
if we turn to him.

Yes, but it's also up to us
to respond to his forgiveness,

through repentance, atonement,

and making sure it
never happens again.

I'm sorry you had to walk
in on a situation like that.

I can imagine you're feeling
confused, humiliated, angry,



and I can't blame you.

Wow, you've really
got me figured out (!)

No, I'm just saying, it's
totally understandable.

You don't have to vicar me.

Hi, Will.

Give us a minute.

Ernie! Sorry.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

So, is that back on? You
and whatever her name is.

No, no. That was a
mistake from the start.

We're thinking of
heading back home.

Makes sense now Geordie's back.

Exactly.

And it's not as if there's much
for me here anyway, is there?

I suppose not.

CHATTER, JAZZ PLAYS

Excuse me.

Excuse me? I won't be a minute!

Certainly, yes, sir.

Just be cool.

Leonard!

If I get the job, I'll be
able to save up and pay rent,

get a bed somewhere.

But the factory want to
see my birth certificate,

and that's at my parents' house.

And you don't want to go there?

You should be able to get a
new copy at the town hall.

Could use a hand in here.
I won't be a minute.

That's what you said
half an hour ago.

I should go. Rosie, if the
town hall are difficult,

come back and...
we can go together.

Thanks, Mr Finch. Leonard.

You can't help them
all. She's only 17.

Come on, you've got the
bongo crew in there.

And the girl that
does the rude haikus,

they're drinking
coffee by the gallon.

How could she leave him?

He's tall, good-looking,
well-paid job.

It's not like when
Cathy threw you out.

He won't be single for
long, mark my words.

Why, are you gonna ask him out?

A body's been found.
Business as usual.

Another vagrant.

We ask that you to watch over
Sylvia as she enters this next,

and we hope final -
stage of her treatment.

BAG RUSTLES

And we pray... Amen!

I've run out of sherbet lemons.
I don't think Will had finished.

No point in wasting his time.
Whatever happens now, happens.

There's nowhere
else I'd rather be.

Now, I know this is
difficult for you... Do you?

I've had two bouts of
wireless therapy...

Radiotherapy.

Poked and prodded in places
you haven't even got places.

It sounds horrendous.

And I can see why your
faith has been tested.

Tested to destruction, so don't
bother telling me otherwise. Fine.

If you're struggling to trust
in him, then at least humour me,

so I don't feel like
I'm wasting my time, eh?

Please.

Our Father, who art in Heaven.

Hallowed be thy name Thy
Kingdom come, thy will be done.

On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day
our daily bread.

And forgive us our trespasses.

As we forgive those Who
trespass against us.

Shopkeeper found him when
he was putting the bins out.

Said he was round
here quite a lot.

You got a name for him?

They called him Smudge.
Cos he was always dirty.

Well, he's not any more,

and that's not what
his mother called him.

I'll ask around.

And ask if he was
always clean-shaven.

You don't think...?

The blankets, the doorway.

Even got the same bloody
marks on his neck!

You mean this is connected to
those other vagrant murders?

I thought you put that mad
student in the loony bin for that?

How is she? She's saying
she's lost her faith.

If God's testing her,
she'll test him back.

All right, just in time
for my round, as usual.

Another vagrant's been killed.

Where? Back of Lion Yard.

In a doorway. Got Larry
trying to identify him.

Well, you think someone
copied the other murders?

He was washed and shaved.

I didn't mention any of that to
the press for this exact reason.

I was careful. No, we know.

So, Robin, the man we
caught, he's innocent?

Well, of this one, yes,

but doesn't mean he
didn't commit the others.

Maybe he had an accomplice, maybe
he told someone how he did it.

Maybe I got it wrong.

Geordie. He confessed.

People confess to things they
haven't done all the time.

I should've dug deeper.

I'm going to go and see him.

This about the vagrant
murder in town, then?

Never thought Robin
had it in him.

Doesn't mean Robin
wasn't involved at all.

I missed something,
though, didn't I?

The evidence all
pointed that way.

And, look, anyone
can make a mistake.

I should know.

Call Dr Flemming now!

ALARM BELL RINGS

What sort of state was he in?

Generally, good. Responding
to medication well,

having regular assessments
with the doctors.

Did you tell Robin
about the murder?

I thought he'd be happy.

That it proved it wasn't him.

And how did he react?
Sort of shocked.

He started rambling, muttering.

Did he tell you he didn't
commit the other murders?

No. I just couldn't see it.

He was a nice guy, no
trouble whatsoever.

But he was still a patient.

These people are in
here for a reason.

Did he mention anyone else
in relation to the killings?

No. Did he tell anyone,
including yourselves,

about how he committed them?

No. Not that we know of.

What do you mean? Robin
had a visitor this morning.

A woman. Brainy type.

His tutor.

WOMAN: Veni.

It's Latin, apparently.
You're in for a treat.

Inspector.

Vicar.

Are you here to arrest
me or convert me?

We'll see.

Professor, what was the
purpose of your visit

to Robin Fellows earlier today?

He asked me to come.

And I must admit to
some morbid curiosity

as to what he might have to say.

Which was?

Predictably banal, sadly.

That his victims
didn't deserve to die,

"They were good people in
difficult circumstances,"

the ramblings of a mad man.
Sounds fairly sane to me.

Not in light of his
previous actions.

Did Robin mention a more
recent murder to you?

It was difficult to understand
anything he was saying, really.

It's just that the killing shared
certain features that only Robin

if he did kill the other men - or
someone close to him would know.

Are you suggesting that I'm some
sort of accomplice, Inspector?

Where were you between midnight
and six o'clock this morning?

In the Master's Lodge.

With the Master.

You can check. Ah, we will.

Are you aware Robin committed
suicide after seeing you?

You don't seem
particularly affected

by the death of a former
student, Professor.

Oh, I know we're supposed
to gnash and wail

and pretend like all
lives are precious,

but there is an argument to
say that people like Robin,

and even his victims
- are better off dead.

These are men with troubled pasts,
who can't or won't be helped.

They can't relate
to other people.

And society pays the
price for their actions.

And they can never change?

That suits your
narrative, vicar.

Repentance, redemption.

But let's be honest.
Who changes, really?

So they deserve to be
killed? I'm not saying that.

It's just an argument.

I'm sorry if it offends
you, but that's my job.

"What harms, often teaches."

I see you know
your Latin, Vicar.

Gold star for you.

Bloody academics.

You all right? What
if she's right?

Given my past, what
if I can't change?

You don't have to. Really?
What would Bonnie say?

You'd have to tell her yourself.

Yeah, I've done enough
damage as it is. Will, just

tell her how you feel.

See what she says.

She's going, anyway.

Probably for the best.

Let's get back to the station,
work out what's going on here.

No, look, I promised Elliot
I wouldn't get involved.

Since when did his
opinion matter?

It should've mattered
from the start.

That one's not all your fault.

If they couldn't
survive the engagement,

they were never gonna
survive the marriage.

Nah, you've probably
done them a favour.

How did you manage
to do all this art?

You were only
there a few months.

Ern? What did we
say about ignoring?

Why do we have to go?

Because sometimes other people
don't want what you want.

Or they're too posh and
big-headed to admit that they do.

Why should you go around begging
them to change their mind?

Are you talking about Will? No.

Do you want to go?

Almost three pounds profit!

Not bad.

Amazing what people will
pay for hot water and milk.

Hey, don't knock it.

When people like Rosie, the
homeless girl from earlier,

and those vagrant men
that have been killed

are suffering out there.

Leonard?

I don't think I can
do this any more.

Not with what's going on.

I want to help, I
want to... do more.

But it's going so well.
I'm ungrateful, aren't I?

After everything the
Chapmans have done for me.

Did you get anything
from the door-to-doors

or the victim's
potential associates?

Just that he played
the mouth organ.

Sea shanties, apparently.

Nothing much else, Sir.

Ah, Inspector!

How did you get on with Robin?

I'm afraid he took his own
life before we got there.

I was convinced he
was responsible.

He still might have been of
the first three, no? Sir.

Though he might've
killed himself

because he was
wrongfully imprisoned.

He confessed. And
a judge agreed.

You did everything you could.

Look, it's a tricky
case. Isolated victims,

no witnesses,
unreliable statements.

I want you to
reopen all the files

and look for anything
we might've missed,

in light of the new murder.

Sir. Yes, Sir.

Thank you, Sir.

Here are the victim's
personal effects,

doesn't look like much.

What's that?

Looks like foreign to me.

It's Latin.

Didn't have you down as
a scholar, Inspector.

"What harms, often teaches."

MUSIC: 'You're Gonna Miss
Me' by Connie Francis.

♪ One kiss

♪ One little sigh

♪ That's all you gave me

♪ When you said goodbye

♪ But someday, baby

♪ Someday darlin'

♪ You're gonna miss me

♪ Mm-mm-mm... ♪

BANG ON DOOR

BANGING CONTINUES

Jim? I spoke to
Professor Larson.

Is it true? About Robin?

Come in.

♪ One of these nights
You'll wake... ♪

MUSIC STOPS

Sorry, erm...

I was looking for inspiration
for next Sunday's sermon...

Er, would you like a drink
or anything? No, thank you.

Please, take a seat.

Why would Robin kill himself?

We don't know.

Guilt, perhaps.

Professor Larson said there
was another murder, he...

He can't have done that.

Maybe guilt over the others,

if he felt like he'd
started something.

Did Professor Larson
say anything else?

About the murders, perhaps?

Why?

Professor Larson? It's
Inspector Keating.

Professor!

Professor?!

Professor.

SHE GRUNTS

What happened?

He attacked me.

Who?

Have you ever done anything that's
resulted in unintended consequences?

I think we all have.

Robin didn't deserve to die.

I don't think anyone
deserves to die.

But he's in a better
place now, isn't he?

It doesn't matter that
he committed suicide?

If we turn to God, then he
understands and forgives.

He sees our intentions.

It was never my intention
for Robin to die.

I never asked him
to take the blame.

He just confessed.

Confessed to things
that you did?

I don't know why.

Jim, are you saying that
you killed those men?

Professor Larson said
they couldn't be helped.

She's wrong. I know.

Maybe not in this
life, but the next.

That's why I helped
them on their way.

Clean-shaven, in my arms,
ready to meet Our Father.

That is not your decision to
make... I know these men, Will.

I know their loneliness... their
torment, ignored, unloved...

That doesn't give you the
right to kill them. Then what?

I-I should just
let them suffer?!

Die in their own squalor,
rather than with dignity?

It's God's work!

I know you think you're
trying to help...

No. You talk and talk about
saving souls, but do nothing!

Just like Robin. Robin
wanted to help, too?

We helped them wash
and shave together,

but when it came down to really
saving them, he lost his nerve.

That's why he had a
breakdown, isn't it?

Because he saw you kill.

I thought you were
better than that.

So he handed himself
in, hoping you'd stop.

I'm not stopping.

I tried, once he'd
taken the blame,

but I couldn't let them
continue to suffer.

That's why he killed himself.

No! Robin killed himself because
he's weak, just like you.

You have to hand yourself
in to the police, Jim.

Festering here with your
alcohol and your cigarettes.

I can go with you.
You can get help...

Your tawdry little affairs!

You admitted it yourself, you
hurt people, you let them down.

You're pathetic...

You're right. We
can all be better.

Just like a vagrant.

HE GRUNTS

Call an ambulance.

HE PANTS

Jim... Jim, please.

Please. Help me.

HE PANTS

I already have.

The doctor says they'll take
you through in five minutes.

But Will's not here.
Oh, you know Will,

he's probably off chasing
bank robbers somewhere.

He'll be here as soon as
he can. But he promised.

It's fine, the doctors
know what they're doing.

I'm scared.

That's perfectly understandable.

I know I'm not a
clergyman any more, but

I'll still be praying for you.

But what if there's no
God? Where will I go then?

I believe there is, and he
cares very much for you.

You know, I'm not
much of a Christian,

but I'll be praying for you,
too, because I love you.

I love you, too.

And you.

I'm so proud of what you've
built with that cafe,

after all the struggles.

Whatever happens, don't give up.

When was Jim last here?

I'm not sure.

Robin told me he was innocent,
that Jim was guilty of the murders.

Why didn't you tell us?

I didn't believe him.

He was babbling,
barely comprehensible.

Jim was a good student.

So, you confronted him yourself?

Could he have been influenced
by your ideas... to kill?

They're not my ideas,
they're just ideas.

Should I call it in?

It's a manhunt now
for James Baker.

Boss. Where's home for him?

Oh, he wouldn't go there.

I understand he has
a very stern father.

When you come to write
this up, Inspector,

I trust you won't
misrepresent my views.

HE SCOFFS

I told you, it is
my job to provoke.

Ah, what teaches
often harms, eh?

Oh, don't blame me.

We barely agreed on anything!
He was religious from the start.

You can't expect logic to cut
through with these people!

Oh, no.

There's this moment

a look in the eye, right
at the point of death.

Not pain or suffering,
just relief.

That all the guilt, the weakness,
the desires of the flesh are over.

You're free.

That's not what life is.

Then what is it?

Love? Family?

I never had those things.

And it doesn't look
like you do, either.

KNOCK ON DOOR

CRASHING

Hello?

Quiet.

I can hear you in there!

You don't have to hide.

If you say a word and she
comes in, I'll kill her, too.

I know you're embarrassed
about me seeing you with

whatever her name is.

But it's just sex.

Everyone does it.

Or at least tries to.

I don't care about that.

What I do care about
is being ignored

and being told how I should
and shouldn't feel and...

And having to talk through
a bloody letterbox!

All right, fine, if
you don't wanna talk,

then I'll be off. For good.

Your loss. Bye.

It doesn't matter how
she feels about you.

You're still going to die.

Bloody men, how bloody obvious
do you have to make it?

Have you seen Will? He's
hiding in the vicarage.

Geordie?

What...?

It won't be long now. It's
time to look at me, Will.

Stay there.

Let us pray.

Dear Lord, please, accept
this, my humble offering.

Another man unworthy of his
place in your glorious creation.

Forgive his many weaknesses.

Cleanse him of his sins
and sorrow. Look up, Will.

Have mercy on him

and allow him to be reborn
by your side... Look at me!

So that he may begin again...

Will!

Amen.

Argh!

HE PANTS

Hold this, push! Bonnie!

Bonnie! SHE GASPS.

Oh, my God!

Will! Will!

You're gonna be OK.

I'm here, I'm here.

Will!

Come on, come on, stay
with me. Don't fall asleep.

Where's the ambulance?
They said it was coming!

Right, you call them again

and you tell 'em it's
me that's asking.

Geordie. Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Tell Bonnie. What?

Tell Bonnie.

Ah, you tell her yourself, you
daft bat! You're gonna make it.

And you'd better!

Cos she likes you, I can tell.

And she can't lose another fella,
you'll give the poor girl a complex.

HE CHUCKLES SOFTLY

She needs you!

And Ernie needs you.

HE PANTS

And so do I.

Will! Stay awake!

Will? HE GASPS.

Will?

Will!

No, stay awake!
Will, you stay awake!

HIGH-PITCHED RINGING

There she is.

Is this... heaven?

I don't think we'd
be here if it was.

BELLS TOLL

Will?

It's all right. You're
all right. We're here.

Oh, thank you! Thank you! I
should never have doubted you.

I was so blinkered
thinking about myself,

I lost sight of him.

But when I asked him to
save you, he listened.

Of course he did!

I'm sure there were easier ways

for you to help her
rediscover her faith.

All part of the service.

Are you all right? All
the better for seeing you.

I just gave blood.

You needed so much, I thought
I should give some back.

We're the same type.

I didn't need a doctor
to tell me that.

JAZZ PLAYS

This is very, erm, with it.

Hello, Jack.

Erm, two Chelsea buns for
Sylvia and Will, please.

Where's Leonard? He's out back.

He must be delighted with this!

Well... he's delighted

because he's out back with some
homeless people he's been helping.

I think he's found his
calling. To the point that, er,

you might need to look
for some new management.

Jack.

Just when I was hoping I'd see a
little return on my investment.

I'm sorry.

When I prayed for
Sylvia in the hospital,

I said I'd give up every penny I
own just for her to be all right.

And she was.

Do what you want with
this place, Leonard.

Soup kitchen, shelter,
gentlemen's lounge, it's yours.

I'll fund it.

You've already given me
far too much. No, please.

Just do... something
good with my money.

Keep making us proud.

About bloody time you woke up,
I need a witness statement,

close the book on
Jim. You got him?

Oh, we did.

Too late for poor Robin,
mind. And the victims.

Still haven't got a name for
the last one, but we will.

You know I don't remember
much of what happened.

But I feel like
Bonnie was there.

When you were under?
I felt that way, too.

You were there. And Leonard,
Daniel, Sidney, Jack.

All my boys.

Bonnie was there.

I do like that girl.

Sat there till she
knew you were stable.

She's gone? Mm. She's off today.

Unless...

HE GRUNTS

What are you doing? A week,
they said, for your stitches.

You got the car?
Engine's running.

What the Dickens?! Ah, he's
young, he'll be all right.

Cheer up, Ern.

Don't be sad.

Auntie Cathy said we
can visit anytime.

Ah, where is that train?

Will!

You shouldn't be on your feet.

I don't want you to go. Yay!

Shush. Ernie, ice cream?

No, no. The train'll
be here any minute.

My mum says you're
posh and big-headed.

OK, two minutes! Go!

Kids, eh? I don't know
where they get this stuff.

Big-headed. Ah,
he's got a point.

That's why I wanted to
tell you how I feel,

and no more second
guessing or "I know best".

What you do with
it is up to you.

Are you on medication? No.

Well, yes, probably.

But I want you to stay.
More than anything.

For what?

I don't know.

SHE SIGHS

No, i-it's true. I-I don't know.

I don't know how to
be with you, I...

I don't know how
to be with anyone,

I don't even know what a
good relationship looks like.

But I want to try.

If you'll let me.

We're different.

If you mean posh, I
haven't got any money.

Great (!)

I'm not even sure I believe in God.
Oh, he doesn't mind, neither do I.

I'm not just a mum or
some widow to be pitied.

I know.

You are so much more.

That's why I love you.

Too soon?

TRAIN CHUGS

WHISTLE BLOWS

ORGAN PLAYS

MUSIC: 'Bridal Chorus
Opera' by Richard Wagner.

Car's outside.
Engine still running.

I'm not going anywhere.

I didn't think so.

Fancy seeing you here.
Oh, I just can't get away.

Dearly beloved, we are
gathered here together

in the sight of God and in
the face of this congregation

to join this man
and this woman...

I've heard this before.

So have I.

I do.

So do I.

MUSIC: 'I Will Follow
You' by Rick Nelson.

One more, please.

♪ I will follow you... ♪

Thank you.

I was looking at
you. Well done, Will.

You've taken the wedding
pressure off me, at least.

Tamara, Bonnie. Bonnie, Tamara.

Welcome to the
family. Good luck.

Oh, continental. No plus-one?

No, I was hoping to bag
myself a vicar or a policeman,

but... the pickings are slim.

Is the Bishop
single? No, no, no...

THAT is your step-sister?
Yours now, too.

I'm surprised you got out alive.

I should go and save my job.

Bonnie! Bonnie,
you look stunning.

Oh, your son's a tough
act to live up to.

Yes, he is.

But I've never seen him look
happier and that's down to you.

Congratulations, Mrs Davenport.

Thank you, both, for
providing the flowers.

They're... They're beautiful.

Oh, that's all right,
we thought the wedding

could do with a touch
of class. St John...

I... couldn't agree more.

Which is why we were
delighted you could come.

I don't know. I can't tell.

All right, ladies, who's next?

Three, two, one.

GIGGLING

LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE

Oh! That's not fair,
she's already married!

Twice. LAUGHTER.

Mrs C!

At least, I think they're going
to Wales on their honeymoon,

as Will said he was going
to Bangor for a fortnight.

LAUGHTER

Sit down, it's a wedding,
not a stag night!

But in all seriousness,

the only thing better than
having Will as my friend

is having him as
part of my family.

Aw!

And looking at the
two of you together,

I hope you can make each other
as happy as Cathy makes me.

Please, raise your glasses.

To the happy couple.
ALL: To the happy couple.

Thank you, best man.

Now, it's my
privilege to present,

the man of the hour,
Mr Bonnie Davenport!

Thank you, Leonard,
and thank you, all.

Now, as you know, I'm not
used to public speaking.

LAUGHTER

But I want to talk to
you today about regret.

You've only been
married five minutes!

LAUGHTER What?

Now, I, er... I know it's not
usual wedding speech material.

But the moment I knew
I wanted to spend

the rest of my life with Bonnie

was the moment I thought
I was about to die.

I was lying there,
feeling sorry for myself,

and I realised that the
things I regretted in life

were not the things I'd done,
but the things I hadn't.

Because I'd been scared that
I... I wouldn't know how to love,

or to be a father,
or to even be myself

without some cause to fight for.

But, now, I look around me,

and all I can see are
beautiful examples

of love

of fathers,

and of people who can
only be themselves.

So I want to thank you all
for showing me the way.

I want to thank you,
Bonnie and Ernie,

for giving me the chance to try.

To Bonnie and Ernie.
ALL: To Bonnie and Ernie.

To us.

APPLAUSE

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
the newlyweds' first dance.

It'll be kids next.
Ernie needs company.

Oh, one step at a time, eh?

You're not getting any younger.
Says you, Uncle George.

Aye. So you should listen.

You were right, you know.

"Tell 'em how you feel."

Can't go wrong.

I want to tell you how I feel.

It only works on women.

I love you.

You save it for Bonnie tonight.

I really love you.

All right. I love you, too, son.

Bloody vicars.