Inspector George Gently (2007–2017): Season 1, Episode 2 - Bomber's Moon - full transcript

Vater...

Meln Vater, blst du an bord?

Vater, blst du hler?

Vater?

Vaterl

Bloody hell!

Bloody, bloody hell!

Doctor says he won't come
until he has a body, sir.

What?

What, he thinks it's just
an eyeball down there?

Somebody leaned over
the quay and it dropped out?



He says he needs
a body, sir.

Unbelievable.

I've got something here.

Hey, here, Sarge.

Sarge!

Right, good.

Tell him we've got one.

Shouldn't we call out
Ohief I nspector Gently?

No, no.
No, he's on leave.

Right?

Go on. Doctor.

Wilhelm:
Please, let me through.

Man: Stand back.

Well, then I need to talk
to whoever is in charge.



Well, who is in charge?

It's all right, it's all right.
I'm in charge. How can I help?

I am missing my father
since last night,

since we were to come here,
to meet, and go on our boat.

And I am hearing now

there is a body
in the water.

Uh, yeah. Oan I take
your name, please, sir?

Wilhelm Schmeikel.
M y father is Gunter Schmeikel.

Gunter Schmeikel.

Um, I'm Detective Sergeant
John Bacchus.

Now, is that your boat
over there, sir?

Please, I have no need
to talk to you.

I wish to speak to
the commanding officer.

I am in charge,
M r. Schmeikel.

You?
Yeah.

No.
A mere Sergeant?

Detective Sergeant,
actually.

No, no, no.
You do not understand.

My father is missing.

He's an important man,
very important.

Yeah. We're going
to try our best for you.

No, no, no.
That's not good enough.

WIlhelml
Das Ist Gunter.

Sir.

Sir, Sir.
Please, I need to...

Excuse me. Sorry, pet.

Oan you just tell me the...
the man that's been...

Is my father-in-law.
It's Wilhelm's father,

Gunter Schmeikel.

Gunter Schmeikel.

Why didn't you call me?

Because 30 seconds ago,

it was just
an unidentified eyeball.

I thought you were
on leave.

Not now, I'm not.

Right. Right.

Is there anything
I can do then?

Get you a cup
of tea perhaps?

No, thanks.
Look at the body.

Well, the eyeball

was hooked out
by a fisherman.

I'm not talking about
the eyeball, Sergeant.

He's all twisted.

Yeah, we'll get to that.

Look at his hands.
What do you see?

Nothing.

And what's that tell you?

That he didn't struggle.

Yeah, because he would have
torn his hands to shreds

trying to get out of here,
but he didn't.

Turn him over.

Pull up his jacket
and shirt.

That spine's been snapped.

He didn't struggle because
the attack paralyzed him,

meaning he was already alive
when he entered the water.

Oorrect.

Shall I call off
the doctor then?

I'll have a stab at the time
of death if you like.

You fancy a bet?

1 0 or 1 2 hours.

All right, you're on.

So, you were just
passing then, were you?

Well, you know.

I had a look in
at the station, yeah.

On your week off?

We got a name yet?

Yeah.
Gunter Schmeikel.

What's that? German?

Austrian? Swiss?

Well, it's not
Geordie, is it?

Taylor's talking to his son
and his daughter-in-law.

They reckon that's
his boat over there.

Very nice.

Any wallet or cash?

No. Just that.

M ust have cost
a few bob, this.

All right for some.

I thought they lost
the war.

Logbook.

It says here they left
Hamburg six days ago.

I did German O-level.

Top of me class.

Well, that's a relief.

Passport in the name
of Gunter Schmeikel.

It's him all right.

Overnight bag.

See if there's a wallet.

No.

No, there isn't.

Hey, eh, listen.

I had this German pen pal
that came over

to stay from Dusseldorf
when I was 1 7.

Elke, she was called.

Ah, man, she was...

hair down to here.

Face like an angel.

God, she was...
she was beautiful.

Good.

I took the son
and daughter-in-law

back to their hotel, sir,
about a mile up the hill.

You left them
on their own?

Well, you never said they
were suspects or anything.

Well, of course
they're suspects, man.

Some folks in the crowd said
the deceased was drinking

with some locals in
the Mariner's R est last night.

Well done, Taylor.

We'll use your car.

Yeah, well,

how would you fit
a pram into an MG?

3 into 2 does not go.

I did O-level maths,
and all.

M rs. Schmeikel's in
the coffee lounge.

And, yes, M r. Schmeikel's
still in his room, on the phone.

R oom number?
1 4.

Do you mind
if I listen in, Gov?

I'm sorry, I didn't
quite catch that.

Oan I have the headphones,
please, pet?

Thanks.

Yep.

What?

He's speaking in German.
Him and another man.

Saying what?

Well, it's a bit tricky,
isn't it,

when you can't see
the lips moving.

And if the speaker doesn't
have the face of an angel?

I nterrupt him, please.

Tell him Detective
I nspector Gently

would like to speak
to him right now.

Go and get him.

Woman: M r. Schmeikel?

Yes, I have
a Detective Gently for you.

A Ohief I nspector.
This is more like it.

No offense intended,
Sergeant.

Right.

Ohief I nspector Gently.

Yes. Thank you.
You can leave now.

Shall we, um...

M y father had been
drinking all evening

with his so-called...
friends.

And, well,
I'm imagining him trying

to get into the dinghy,
and, well...

in he goes.

What if I told you we think
his back was broken?

Dle Ileber Gott.

You all right,
M rs. Schmeikel?

Yes.

Now, you mentioned that
your father was important.

He owns a large pharmaceutical
company in Bremen.

That makes him important,
does it?

Oan you tell me
what happened

to your hands,
M r. Schmeikel?

This?

This you get
from the North Sea

when you're no good
at sailing.

It's ridiculous.

This whole thing
is ridiculous.

Ridiculous
in what way, sir?

M y father,

he was a prisoner of war.

Shot down in '44,
Luftwaffe, a bomber pilot.

And then... billeted?

Billeted, yeah.

Billeted, yes,

on a pig farm which,
20 years later, I, apparently,

must visit and stay at
so I can learn

how pig farmers
do business.

So my father, he stays on
the farm, and we come here.

Did you argue with
your father over this?

They argue all the time.
It's...

Bacchus:
These pig farmers,

are they the friends that he was
in the pub with last night?

The Hardyments, yeah.

Hardyments?

Gunter, Gunter, Gunter.
Oome on let's do the worm song.

Let's do the worm song!

No, no, no,
I can't remember it.

'Oourse you can.

Who taught you, eh?

Man, let's wind the clock
back 20 year.

All: * Oh, whisht lads *

* hold your gobs,
and I'll tell you all *

* an awful story *

* Whisht lads,
hold your gobs *

* and I'll tell you
about the worm *

The worm.

And where were you?

We were here.

We were here until we were to
meet my father at the quayside

at 1 0: 1 5.

He insisted
we sleep on the boat

to catch an early tide.

So you left the hotel
last night what time?

Uh, 1 0:00, yes?

1 0:00, yeah.

Did you see or meet anyone?

Uh, no.

No one.

And when my father doesn't
come after half an hour,

we come back here.

Did your father
have a wallet?

Yes.

The inside pocket
of his jacket. Why?

It is gone?

Yes.

Oould I ask who were you
talking to earlier?

On the phone?

I had to inform the company
to let them know.

M y father-in-law's employees
are like his fam...

You will be needing
our passports.

I will go get
them for you, yes.

Excuse me.

Oould you speak
in English, please?

Excuse me. Her English
is not good enough.

Um... I must...

By all means.

I can read German.

I just...
I can't do the oral.

Poor old Elke.

Right.

Once you've collected
the Schmeikels' passports,

get someone
to track down Ohina.

I want him here
drunk or sober

as soon as you can.
Why do we need him?

Just do it, please.

They're looking in all
the pubs in Durham for Ohina.

And the pathologist's ripping
the body open already, so...

Right.
Let's visit a pig farmer.

Oh, right.

One minute.

They're pretty well off,
some of these pig farmers.

1 00 quid for this car?

Yeah.

#1 00 for an MG
is a bargain, man!

Well, yeah.

But why are you selling it
so cheap?

You know...

Have you got money
problems, Sergeant?

No.

Yes.

What, are you just
feeling the pinch,

or are you
actually in debt?

How much do you owe?

Look, sir,

it's nothing
I can't manage.

I'm taking my I nspector's exam
soon, which I'll pass.

Well, yes,
I'm sure you'll pass.

But I can't see a vacancy
for an I nspector

coming up
in the near future.

Well, then I'll transfer
to another force

where they've got more room,
somewhere bigger.

And how long's
that going to take?

Look, sir,
it's all in hand.

Yeah, good.

Because a copper in debt
is open to temptation.

I resent that, actually.

What, you think it
can't happen to you?

I've seen it
a dozen times.

A dozen promising
careers ruined.

Just trying to offer
some friendly advice.

Yes, sir,
I heard your advice.

"Don't get into debt. "
Thanks for the tip.

I'm selling me car,
aren't I?

Sorry. Sorry.

Honestly, it'll all get
straightened out.

Bacchus:
I reckon M rs. Schmeikel

knows more than
she's allowed to say.

Ugh!

What's that smell?

Shoes...

Who are yous, like,
and what do you want?

Detective Sergeant
Bacchus...

How Da'!

Who's that flash bugger?
Looks like a toff.

Afternoon.

I'm Detective
Ohief I nspector Gently.

This is Detective
Sergeant Bacchus.

We'd like to ask you
a few questions, please.

A bloody Londoner!
And a bigwig and all.

Gets worse and worse.

Welcome to the North/South
divide, sir.

Well, I'm just about
to have me dinner.

Oan either wait there,
or wait in.

I'm shocked.

Shocked.

I am.
I'm shocked.

I am.

We were with him
last night!

Who'd want
to do Gunter?

Naebody.

Why would they?

I gave him a wave
as we drove off.

I can barely eat.

Oan I ask you
about last night?

Aye, ask what
you like, aye.

You went to
the Mariners?

Aye.

And what happened?

'Oause I haven't seen Gunter
since he was billeted here.

But as soon as he's back,

he's back in his loft
where he was as a POW.

Two nights
he slept there.

He helps out with
the pigs and everything.

Him an altogether
different type of farmer now,

a... a... a fa... um...

Pharmaceutical man?

Aye, a pharmaceut...

A pharmaceutical man,
that's right, aye.

But he mucks in like it's
20 years ago, and he loves it.

We took him
to Hadrian's Wall.

'Oause I taught him
to be a bird man.

And there's rare ones
flying in, you know.

Quite a to-do about it.

'Fore you know it,
it's his last night,

and we're all in the pub,

and he's buying drinks
for everybody.

No, really, already
you have given enough.

Then,
when I'm gone tomorrow,

the drinks
are still on me.

One Black and Tan, sir.

Thank you.

Keep it, please.

Singing the worm song.

Aye. Aye.

Oh, he'll tell you all
about the worm now.

Whisht lads,
hold your gobs

for the man who's
buyin' your drinks...

Gunter Schmeikel!
Yay!

Sleg helll Sleg helll

Oi, forgive and forget,
you lot.

Or I'll slap
your chops for you!

Mabs, Mabs,
it's all in jest.

* He caught a fish
upon his hook *

* he thought looked
very queer *

* But what a kind
of fish it was *

Together: * young Lambton
couldn't tell *

* He wasn't fash
to carry it home *

* so he hoyed it
down the well *

All: * Oh, whisht lads *

* hold your gobs,
and I'll tell you all *

* an awful story *

* Whisht lads,
hold your gobs *

* and I'll tell you
about the worm *

Fancy a drop of home brew,
Ohief I nspector?

Yeah, be very nice.
Thank you.

What was that?

He says you're
a lot like Gunter.

You weren't a bomber pilot,
though, were you?

Oh, no.
Not a bomber pilot, no.

No, you got to be posh
to be a bomber pilot.

Not your
Alec Douglas-Home posh,

but posher than you.

Aye, he'd have liked you.

You'd have liked him.
Well, everybody liked Gunter.

End of the evening,
what happened?

Well, he's back to
Deutschland first tide,

so we come out the pub
and give him a hug.

What time was that?

1 0:00 sharp.

Golden rule... we're up early
in the morning, you know.

Which way
did you go home?

Along the quayside
and back up the hill.

See anybody else?

Don't think so, no.

Yeah, we did.
That son of his.

Near his hotel.

'Oause I said,
"Oh, you've missed him. "

I'm sorry,
but he didn't like us.

Ah, you didn't like him.
We noticed!

Well, what's to like about
that arrogant shite?

So you saw him
and his wife

walking towards
the quayside.

M nh-mnh. No, no.
She wasn't with him.

He was on his own.

Wouldn't run her down.
She's just a mouse.

M m-hmm.

If there's anything I can do,
just give us a shout.

Thank you.

Did you see the young lad
skulking around?

The one that left.

I did.
Speak of the devil.

I n the pub last night...

There's this new bloke
behind the bar called Shavers.

He's a big bastard, like,
you wouldn't cross him.

Anyway,

we're with Gunter.

A mate of mine
at the bar says

Shavers has
been mouthing off

about the Nazis and that,

and how he pissed
in Gunter's beer

and said he had a mind
to do more, you know.

When a few others
walk out in protest,

he goes with them.

All: * Oh, whisht lads,
hold your gobs *

* I'll tell yous all *
Bacchus:
What time was this?

Just after 9:00.

Right, thanks.

We'll be in touch.

I saw him again that night
when we were leaving.

I n the car park,
in the shadows, watching us.

And I didn't have
a good feeling like, but...

say goodbye to Gunter
and look back, and he'd gone.

This is Shavers?

Aye.

Ohick Shavers.

Did you see where he went?

Nah.
We just drove off.

And did you see anyone
after that?

Only "Dog shite
on your shoe. "

You know, Gunter's son,
coming down the hill.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Oh! You know that old
knack you're driving?

Will you take
#25 for scrap?

No, I won't.

Touch me one more time!

Get in.

M r. Shavers, thanks for
coming in. Please sit down.

No, ta.
Won't be stopping.

We've had reports that you
claimed to have urinated

in the beer of a particular
customer last night.

I n the Kraut's?

Aye. Did it three times.
One for each R eich!

You're aware M r. Schmeikel
was found dead this morning.

Well, if it's from urine
poisoning, I'm your man.

You don't mind
that he's dead?

Look, I didn't know what
you were doing in the war...
Sit down.

Yelling at folk to put up
blackout curtains, I expect...

But I was kicking that scum
back where they came from,

and I saw things that
are burnt into here.

Eh? Here!

So you and the rest of the world
can forgive and forget,

but not me!
Right, you just calm down.

I've had it with you.
Yah! Yii!

I'm all right.

I missed my vocation.

Suspected broken back.

Everything else
just as we thought.

Taylor?
Sir?

They tell me you're
a wrestling fan.

Oh, well, me mum is sir,
I just take her along, like.

Name Ohick Shavers
mean anything to you?

Oh, aye.

I saw him in Berwick once.

He's retired now,
did his knee in.

Oh, he was a nasty
piece of work.

Played the part
well though.

Did some horrible things
to The Wild Man of Borneo.

Nearly broke
his back once.

Thank you.

Sir.

So if we cuff him,

do you reckon you can
manage Shavers on your own?

Yeah, of course.

Good.

Well, I should, um...

stay out of his reach though.

I object to Nazis coming here,
flashing their money around.

I object, okay?

'Oause where's my money, eh?

Where's mine?
I thought we won the war!

This is 1 964,
M r. Shavers.

There speaks a man
whose pockets are full.

Listen...

I don't go looking
for them, right.

But if they turn up
on my doorstep

and wave it in me face,

then, yeah, I'll put
piss in their beer,

and folk'll pat us
on the back for doing it!

What else did you do?

What do you mean,
"what else"?

Well, I have a witness that
places you in the car park

when Gunter Schmeikel
left the pub.

Witness?

Don't you mean half-wit?
One of the Hardyments?

Witless more like!

M r. Shavers,
did you follow

Gunter Schmeikel
down to the quay?

No.

'Oause his back
was broken, see?

As we know, you're quite capable
of doing that, aren't you?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, you don't, you!

Whoa!

Look...

Just calm down, all right?

Just get on with it.

All right.

I did go to
the quayside, aye.

But I was on me way back.
And this is the truth, right.

'Oause I admit it.
I hate 'em.

I hate Jerries,
and all right,

I did want to do
something else, and I knew

what that something was,
so I went down to the quay

to set their boat adrift.

This is about... 9:00.

And I arrive, and there's
their flash boat

with no one around...

or I think there's
no one around.

But then I clock this car,

'cause whoever's in it
turns on some lights.

so I turn away...

Hang about, hang about.

Who was it?

I don't know.

Well, didn't...
didn't you recognize him?

I'm not looking, am I?

I'm waiting to set
the boat adrift.

I just want
the bloke to go,

but he stays,
he just sits there!

Oalm down.

And after half an hour
of waiting,

I lose me appetite,

give up,
go back to the pub,

and arrive just
as the Hardyments

and the Kraut
are heading off home.

And that's
the God's honest.

And what type
of car was it?
I don't know!

A dark saloon.

I can't be sure.
That's all I can tell you.

Right.

Would I be right
in thinking

that "Ohick Shavers"
isn't your real name?

Well, it's the named
I use professionally.

And it's the one
I'm known as now.

Right, yeah, see,
I'm afraid we need your name

that's on your
birth certificate.

Malcolm Fairy.

Sorry?

Malcolm Fairy!

Thank you.

Poofter.

Bacchus: You know,
none of the locals...

well, except for the Fairy
in the blue corner...

none of them have a bad word
to say about our German bomber.

Yeah, Gunter Schmeikel seems
to have been a decent fellow.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

For somebody who
dropped bombs on people.

You know, I can just about
remember the docks being bombed.

Oivilians were killed.
I nnocent people.

Ever hear of Dresden?

Our bombs created
a fire storm

that killed
50, 000 civilians

for no particular reason
that I can think of,

except to terrorize
a nation.

Yeah, well, the Germans should
have thought of that

before they started
the bloody war.

Right.

Ohick Shavers tells us

that there was a car
at the quayside when he left.

Yep.

When he got to the pub,

the Hardyments were saying
goodbye to Gunter.

And the Hardyments
drive along the road,

up the hill,
where they see

Wilhelm coming down.

Yeah, and he's on his own.
He hasn't got his wife with him.

According to
the Hardyments.

Yeah.

Meanwhile, Gunter's
walking from the pub

to the quay.

We assume where
he met his maker.

Let's see what time
the Schmeikels

booked back
into their hotel.

Okay.
Should be interesting.

Ohina.

Well, you did say
"drunk or sober, " Gov.

No, no, M r. Bacchus,
I'm sober as a lamb,

and ready and willing to do
whatever it is M r. Gently

is ready and willing
for me to do.

Drunk, then.

Taylor.
Sir.

Go to my house,
I want this man scrubbed,

shaved, and put
in one of my suits

with a shirt and tie,
with shoes on

and socks... my socks...
and brought back here.

M r. Gently, sir,

I cannot let another man
perform intimate...

And if I'm pleased...

Scoured, Taylor, head to toe,
quick as you can.

Yes, sir.

His name's
R obert Stratton.

His name's
R obert Stratton.

He's a warden for
the National Park.

He was on the quay last night
monitoring bird migration.

I only know
what I'm told, sir.

He came in off
his own accord.

He's here with his daughter...
that's her...

'cause his wife's
not well.

Oh, and his daughter's
apparently a bit.

We got to the quay
around 9:00.

Yeah, uh, sorry.
Bird watching at night?

Yeah... oh, we don't do it
all year round,

just when
the migrations are on.

You don't have
to see them, you see,

you can hear them
coming in.

And we've had a couple of
mergansers turn up

on one of the lakes,
from Denmark.

The red merganser's
a scruffy bird.

It's not very common
in these parts.

It's got a tufty head.
Very untidy looking.

Always bedraggled.

Always... always...

That's the one.

But you weren't out
and about last night?

You were sitting in
your car on the quay?

Angled, yeah, so I'm
looking out to sea,

which is what
I must have been doing

because I didn't see
anyone arrive.

But, suddenly,
this big chap turns up

down by
the dinghy moorings.

He looks in my direction,

then he turns away.

And he walks up and down a bit,
you know, impatient-like.

Um, and then I'm checking
the skies again, and he's gone.

And what happened then?

Well, some curlew
and oystercatchers come over.

We're not greatly interested
in the birds.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, um...

1 0 past 1 0:00,
another chap turns up,

a slighter man,
quite tall.

I can't give much of
a description, I'm afraid,

but, um, he...

he's sitting on
one of the bollards,

and he's tapping
his thighs,

you know, like he's
drumming along to a song.

And, well, as I say,
I'd decided to call it a day,

and I drive off.

Was this the man who died?

One minute.

Oan I go
and get the passports?

Gently: M m-hmm.
All right.

Alice! Alice, no.
Stop it.

I'm sorry.

Here, here.

Make a list
of every bird

you've seen this month.

It's very good of you

to have come in
so promptly.

Bacchus: Was this the man
that you saw at the quay?

Uh, look,
I was some way away.

I cannot swear to it.

Right.
What about these two?

Oh, yeah.
They were at the hotel.

Right.

I popped in for a drink
on the way down.

They were at the bar.
Very smart.

I passed this one
as I was going home.

He was coming down
towards the quay.

Was he with anybody?

No, he was on his own.
He was carrying two bags.

I'm sorry, she's...

Here, Alice, leave it.
There you go.

Go on, carry on.

John Bacchus.
All right, all right.

All I want to do is ask
you a few questions.

That's all, right.

I only meet him twice,

but, Gunter, he is like someone
you have known for years.

He is so...

he looks at you
when you speak.

Looks into you.

Is interested in you.

And has such a smile.

I think...

Penso che tuttl
le donne amo lul.

Ma non tuttl,
ovvlamente.

Parla Itallanol

No, veramente, no.

Mla moglle e nata
a Napoll.

Oh, he's married.

What a pity.

Gunter...

he spoke
Italian to me once.

though his wife was, um...
Danish.

Was Danish?

She died this year,
he say to me.

So did mine.

I'm so sorry.

When Gunter left
last night...

With the Hardyments.

Yes.
Did anyone else leave?

The ones that don't like
a German buying the drinks

and have walked out, they come
back in through the other door.

I have been
working the bar

for half an hour
or more on my own,

and the drinks
are free.

But now Ohick
is back to help.

And Ohick Shavers
came back when?

Gunter
and the Hardyments go,

and Ohick is next to me
straightaway.

And stays here?

Yes.

If you think

of anything else
you would like to ask me...

Thank you.

Oall the station.
They can let Ohick Shavers go.

Got an alibi.

M r. Gently, sir.
How have we done?

Will I do?

Have you got
a comb, Sergeant?

Give it to him.

Oh, for...

What did you find out?

Bloke in there says
ask the Hardyments

about a woman
called Molly.

Lived with them
during the war.

And then had a thing
with Gunter.

And then she later
topped herself.

Ohina, come with me.

No, you...

Ohina.

That's my suit.
Don't put fag ends in it.

Right, M r. Gently.

If I'm passing you off
as a police officer,

at least try
and act like one.

I have a problem.

The Hardyments
only remember

driving past you,
M r. Schmeikel,

you alone,
not M rs. Schmeikel.

She was with me.

I was there.
I was with him.

Another witness only saw
M r. Schmeikel

walking down the hill.

They are lying.

Why would they do that?

Who is
the investigator here?

Perhaps the Hardyments wish
to point the finger at me

because they did it.

Um, I'm sorry, are you
accusing the Hardyments?

Yeah, why not?

They get drunk,
and they kill him.

Wilhelm, neln.

Kill him for what reason,
M r. Schmeikel?

For... for being German
and successful,

a combination
you cannot bear

because we are more
determined than you,

more industrious,
more ingenious,

and this,
this makes you angry!

Oh. Not possible.
I'm sorry, I forgot.

You British
are so pleasant.

Leave them to it.

Trudi: I apologize
for my husband.

He is upset.

I'm curious, though,
as to what motive

you think the Hardyments
would attribute to you

if they thought that you
had killed your father.

Ridiculous question.

Wilhelm!

Are you considering us
now suspects?

Brltlsche gerechtlgkeltl

Did you get all that?

She asked him not be rude,
and, well, then he was rude.

and he told her to
leave it to him from now on.

They were having a row,
I think.

And before that?

She was saying,

"Why would the Hardyments
kill Gunter

when he was making them
such a generous offer?"

What offer?
Yeah, what offer?

How do I know?

He told her to shut up

and never
mention it again.

Well done, Ohina.

Thanks, M r. Gently.

M ight be needing you again.

Yeah.

"Nlemals",
It means "never. "

Ohina never got off
the beach at Dunkirk.

He spent five years
in various Stalags.

Hmm.

Pull up the crates.

Now you might think this
is what you had before.

But there's
a lesson in that.

Put days between
your visits.

None for me.
Thank you very much.

Oh, yeah, man.
Tuck in, tuck in.

Are you back with news?

Just some questions.

Aye, well,
we like a bit of a quiz.

So fire away.

Who's Molly?

Who talked to you
about Molly?

Why don't you just
tell us about her?

Jimmy, sit down.
Jimmy. Jimmy!

Molly was Jimmy's M um.

She was the daughter
of a neighboring farmer,

but when she got pregnant

out of wedlock...
this is January 1 940...

the father kicked her out,
the bastard.

Molly was training
to be a teacher.

You know,
something worthwhile.

So, Mabs and me,
we took her in.

When Jimmy was born,
Mabs looked after him

so she could finish
her training.

And she became a wonderful
teacher, so we're told.

Then the war ended,
and two year after...

'4 7, 2nd of May...
naebody saw it coming...

she took her own life

here on the farm,

up in the loft where
Gunter stayed.

No reason why.
No last note.

Just an empty
bottle of pills.

Where was Gunter?
R epatriated.

He'd gone back
two weeks before.

Aye, the how she died
and the where and the why

got everybody talking,
you know, making assumptions.

Did anything happen
between Molly and Gunter?

Well, now, the only two people
who can answer that are dead,

but I'm sure as dammit certain
nowt happened between them.

What about Jimmy then?

He must have been about...
I don't know...

7 when Molly died.

Maybe he saw them,

you know, saw them together,
maybe he knows something.

Look, when Gunter
comes back again,

aye, everybody's
talking again.

You know,
was it to do with him?

But he hadn't been here long,
and he's looking round the farm.

We're all traipsing
after him.

Nothing has changed.

Nothing!

All is as it was.
Everything!

Only us.
We have changed.

Look at you all.

Jimmy...
you were that size.

And your mother,
Molly,

what is she now?

She's a head teacher?

M ust be such a fine teacher.

Will I get to see her, too?

No, um...

We lost mum
a long time ago, Gunter.

Jim: He had all
these pairs of eyes

staring at him,
looking for a hint of guilt,

a trace of bad conscience.

And all we saw was
love and sadness.

Same as what we all felt.

And yet he spent
two nights

in the loft where
she killed herself.

Yeah, but we didn't tell him
that's where it happened.

M ind if I have a look?

There's not much
to see there.

There you go.

Like I said,
not much to see.

Sir?

That's Gunter's.
He must have left it here.

He didn't take it
to the pub?

Oan't have done.
He must have left it here.

Fingerprints.

Fingerprints!

What do you want
fingerprints for?!

Did Gunter make you any kind
of offer while he was here?

Who told you that?

Did he?

Well, I didn't really
understand what he was on about.

Something to do with
him giving us shares

in his firm for free,
but I've heard all about shares.

I don't like the sound of it,
so I said no.

But he kept bringing it up,
you know, and saying

that he wanted to thank me for
everything I'd done for him.

And I said to him,
"Words are enough. "

What did you do for him?

Nowt as far as
I was concerned.

But he said it was
the community,

the way we lived.

You're not looking
as friendly as you were.

I'd like the fingerprints of
everybody on the farm, please.

Where's your car?

Still at the station.

Right... pick it up,
scrape Ohina off the bar,

and earn yourself
some overtime.

I want that wallet dusted

and cross-checked
for fingerprints.

Find out anything
and everything that you can

about the Schmeikels
and their company.

That's where Ohina
comes in, by the way.

Get on the phone to
the German Embassy.

I want
a flavor of this company.

The business
will reflect the man.

Thanks for the overtime.

By the way, who gave us
the heads up on Molly?

Bert Galton.

The fisherman that
hooked out the eyeball.

Yeah?

Friend of Ohick Shavers.

Is he now?

Ohief I nspector!

What can I get you?

No. No, thank you.
I'm on duty.

Um...

I wondered if you noticed
the other night

whether Gunter Schmeikel paid
for his drinks from a wallet?

A wallet?

Yes, he did.

Bert Galton, is he here?

You know, I leave at
the end of next week.

Torno In Italla.

Ero solo dl passato.

And I was wondering.

Did your wife ever make
you risotto de zucca?

Yes, she did, often.

Oh, I have said
the wrong thing.

No.

No.

Amata, you seem like
a very lovely woman,

and it's been
a pleasure to meet you.

I have to go now.

Good luck, M r. Gently.

Oh, sir, post mortem.

The lower spine has splintered
from pressure, not a blow.

They're gonna do
more tests on that.

The fingerprint boys are still
working on the wallet.

Too slow.
I know, I know.

I have bollocked them, sir.
But listen to this.

German Police in Bremen are
investigating Wilhelm Schmeikel

for fraud, major fraud.

What's he been up to?

I llegal transfer of funds

from his father's company
into accounts of his own.

Why would he need
to steal from his father?

Because Gunter
was in the process

of turning his company
into a cooperative...

making every employee
into a shareholder

and effectively
disinheriting Wilhelm.

Pick him up.

Right.

Taylor:
Gov, urgent call.

Disturbance at
the Mariners R est.

Piece of shite!
Piece of shite yourself!

Spreadin' lies about me Ma!

Olip him, man!

Keep out of this you!

He's the one telling you,
is he?

You're nicked,
the pair of you.

Bit of a mover,
aren't you, eh?

Ouff him,
call for assistance.

Hey, man,
let them finish it.

I hear you've had

a bit of a result,
Ohief I nspector.

I hear the young Nazi
killed the old Nazi.

Joy unconfined, eh?

Shut up...

M r. Fairy.

Who's been doing all
the talking round here?

Not me, sir.

Well, cut it out.
Do you hear me?

You are still
on my radar.

He's ditched his wife,
and he's scarpered, sir.

He's on a bus to Newcastle.
He's gonna try and get a boat.

I thought you took
his passport.

Dual nationality, sir.

He's got a Danish one
and all.

Mother was Danish.
Amata told me.

I tried to stop him.

Didn't telephone us
though, did you?

I told him,
this will only look bad.

This will implicate you.

Your English is excellent,
isn't it?

Yes.

Well, while we're at it, let's
clear up one other thing...

did you or did you not
walk down

to the quayside
with your husband?

I was going to.

But I was feeling ill.

I needed to lie down
for a while,

so I stayed here
at the hotel,

and he went on ahead.

Oollect your things
and come downstairs, please.

Take your time.

Not that long!

The station
just called to say

that a warden from
the National Park

claims to have seen
Gunter Schmeikel...

Stratton.
We talked to him yesterday.

No, sir.

Another warden

who saw the dead man's photo
in the paper this morning

and remembers seeing him in
the park near Hadrian's Wall

two days ago.

He was with
a group of people,

but Gunter Schmeikel was seen
in conversation with Stratton,

who then went off
with him, sir.

The man who arrived

just before you left
the other night...

the man we assumed
was Gunter Schmeikel...

you said he sat
on a bollard.

Which one?
That one there.

So the car's pointing
virtually straight at him?

Yes.

And when you start
your engine,

the headlights come on,
and he's right in your beam.

I suppose so, yes.

And presumably looks up.

Well, if he did,
I don't remember.

Well, did he or didn't he?

You were looking
straight at him.

Well, I was driving off.

Yes, and in order to leave,

you have to go into reverse
and then come forward again.

But when I reverse,
I look behind us.

A colleague of yours,
a fellow warden,

says that he saw you
two days ago

with Gunter Schmeikel
at the National Park.

He says you spoke to him,

and then you went off
together on your own.

He says he recognized
the deceased

from the newspaper
photographs.

No.
No, can't be the same man.

Well, it was though,
wasn't it?

Well, I met a lot
of people that day.

A lot of Germans?

Listen, what can I say?
I'm sorry.

I never connected
the two men.

Well, you can now!

The man who sat
on the bollard,

was he the same man you went
off with on the moors?!

Alice:
Don't shout at him!

Why are you shouting?!

Alice, stop it, please.

It's all right,
it's all right.

Alice, it's all right.
You're quite right.

Quite right,
I shouldn't.

You shouldn't. A man called
"Gently" shouldn't shout.

No. You're right, Alice.
I'm sorry. I apologize.

Dad sometimes shouts.

Only in the house.
Never outside.

M ustn't shout outside.
Only in the house.

Do you blame us?

No.

It never occurred...
of course it was the same man.

Well, thank God for that,

or we'd be looking
for another German.

But...

The man on the moors.
Why did you go off with him?

Well, everyone was hoping
to see a Merganser.

Jim... he was with
Jim Hardyment.

But Jim's got
gout these days

and asks if I can
take him down to the lake.

So I said sure, yeah.

But I only point
him in the right direction.

I may need to speak
to you again, M r. Stratton.

Of course.
Again, l-I'm sorry.

Me mind's all over
the place.

Alice, am I forgiven?

Yes.

Got you. Got you!

Police.

Sorry about... Hey!
You stay where you are!

You stay where you are!
Right? Yeah?

Aah!

Eh?
What happened then, eh?

Your father find out you
were stealing from him?

Aah!

Right, come on.

Sorry it's just me.
Ohief Oonstable was busy.

Ah!

All right, you can go now.
Thank you.

Listen.

No, no, no.
I n the car.

Please.
First, just please listen.

This could be as important
for you as it is for me.

Please listen!

No, no, no, you listen!

You don't know how much
trouble you're in, right?

No, no.
I know, I know.

I know,
you hang people here.

And if the tide is
against me, which it is,

then no one is going
to understand.

So...

my father's company...
mine now...

we can pay our way.

I'm not following you.

Oh, yes you are.
You are very smart.

And... and I've been
watching you.

You have connections.

And I am not trying
to avoid anything.

It is just that, in Germany, we
do not have the death penalty,

so all I ask is for you
to work on my extradition.

To have me sent
back to Bremen.

For that,
I will give you #20, 000.

'Oause I did not
kill my father.

Did not.

Did not.

Look.

To show good faith,

with one phone call,

I put #5, 000 into your
bank account today.

Now, all I need is you give me
your account number.

Yes?

Sir?

Wilhelm Schmeikel...
any news?

Uh, no, sir.

Post-mortem tests?

No. Not yet, sir.

I've just been told

there are two sets of prints
on Gunter Schmeikel's wallet...

Gunter's
and Jimmy Hardyment's.

Jimmy, could you tell me,
please,

why your fingerprints

were on Gunter's wallet?

I took it to see if he had
a photo of me mum in it.

When was this?

I n the pub
on the last night.

He was singing this song

and just threw
his jacket to us.

But when he finished, I was
still holding the wallet.

Hadn't looked in it yet,

in case anybody saw us.

'Oause I felt like a thief.

So then I kept it.

I put it in the bedside
cupboard up in the loft

as if he'd forgotten it.

And was there a photo
of your mum in it?

Jimmy, do you think
Gunter was responsible

for your Mother's death?

I don't pretend

that Wilhelm's relationship
with Gunter was easy.

It wasn't.

I think, maybe, they disagree
about everything.

But to be the son of
a successful father,

it is hard.

Then, on this trip,
to be presented to these...

Wilhelm calls them peasants,
and they are.

I n the best sense,
they are.

But then his father
is saying,

"These people are
what we must be like.

"This is what our company
must be like.

This is how we must
look after one another. "

And, really,
this is not business.

And you met
the Hardyments where?

Wilhelm's father
studies birds,

and the Hardyments
took us to the moors.

Tell me about that.

There's nothing to tell.

We don't like
the Hardyments,

and I'm sure the Hardyments
don't like us.

But Gunter is happy.

So happy.

Well, someone tried
to snatch his camera.

They didn't get it,
but Wilhelm was very angry.

He wanted to find this person
because it happened

while Gunter
was off at the lake.

But then Gunter was saying,
"Leave it, leave it, "

so we leave it.

Please, I have
to keep saying this

because I know
it is true.

Wilhelm could never
have killed his father.

Never. This I know.

Your husband is being
investigated for fraud,

Frau Schmeikel, for stealing
from his father.

Perhaps in anticipation of his
father disinheriting him.

Did you know that?

He never told you, did he?

Do some thinking, please.

M r. Gently.

Ohina.

I was asked to take
a call from Bremen,

from the police there.

They couldn't speak English,

but they wanted you to know
that half an hour ago,

Wilhelm Schmeikel
instructed his bank

to transfer 5 grand

into the account of
Sergeant John Bacchus.

And they want to know

whether they should let
the transfer go ahead.

Where is Sergeant Bacchus?

He's just come in, sir.

With the German
in handcuffs.

Looking very happy
with himself.

Gov, Wilhelm Schmeikel
wishes to make a statement.

I'll get him
lined up for you.

Not yet, Sergeant.

Yes. Tell them
to go ahead with it.

With me, please.

I, uh...

want your opinion
on R obert Stratton.

They're here now.
We've got 'em now.

I'm talking about you letting
it fester for years, man.

I thought it was the best
thing to do at the time.

M r. Gently.

Look what we just dug up.

Look, sir, I think we need
to talk to Wilhelm

as quickly as possible.
You stick with me.

I was the one
found Molly, see,

and there she was,
on the bed,

holding this box.

And when I saw them...
Jim: You should've
read them.

Or at least told
somebody about them.

I couldn't,
it wouldn't have been right.

They were too personal.

But she wasn't hiding them,
was she?

I didn't want anyone
doing anything stupid,

like going after

whoever had made her do such
a thing, that's why I did it.

I took 'em outside to where
she used to sit and read and...

buried 'em under a tree.

Now what you blubbing for?

'Oause he thinks our Jimmy
did for Gunter, don't you?

Well,
if our Jimmy done it,

we're all in it, aren't we,
'cause he was with us!

Aw, man, they must be
nearly 20 years old.

I mean, what are
they gonna prove.

Let's find out,
shall we?

I'm not opening them.

I don't want to know
who they're from.

May I?

When you took

Gunter out
onto the moors,

I gather you met
R obert Stratton,

one of the wardens.

Bob Stratton, aye.

Gunter was telling us about
the night he got shot down,

and Bob joined with.

And Gunter went off
with him?

Well, I asked him to
show him down to the lake.

How long have you known
R obert Stratton?

Well, came here
just after the war.

A Sunderland man.

What a life he has, eh?

Wife on the verge all the time,
and that poor lassy of his.

He does everything.

He's a sound bloke.

They're all censored.

I mean, there's a few clues
and that, but...

If we see a phone box,

you mind if I stop
and make a quick call?

Something urgent?

No.

Hello.

H-Hello.

O-Oome in, come in,
come in.

Hello.

Oh! Oh, sorry!
Sorry!

R obert: Oan you give us
a minute, please?

Me mum, she's in
the altogether.

Look, me mum,
she's in the altogether.

We'll... we'll wait.

Alice, come on.
Pack it in. Oome on.

Uh, sorry,
me wife can't wash

or dress herself
at the moment, sorry.

Gently:
M r. Stratton.

Yeah, I was gonna
come and see you.

'Oause I realized
that I must have

also seen that young
German couple

from the hotel before,
you know, on the moors,

part of
the Hardyment group.

I mean, I never spoke
to them at the time,

but... and I guess they couldn't
have recognized me either

'cause, well,
they would have

said something
at the hotel perhaps.

It's just that
the young wife says

that when Gunter Schmeikel came
back from going off with you,

he complained that someone
tried to snatch his camera.

What?
She said it was m...

Hey, I didn't steal...
Why would I steal his camera?

Now listen, no!

No, he was a... he was
a strange one, that one.

I didn't say that
she'd accused you, M r. Stratton,

but please go on.

Gunter Schmeikel
was strange in what way?

Oh, you know, he was odd.

I mean, you know, nice enough
to start off with,

but when we got down
to the lake,

he, uh...
he turns on us.

"Go. Go on.
Go on!"

And starts saying
I was spying on him.

Well, you know,
I just walk away.

I leave him to it.

And, yet,
this was the man

who was behaving
so strangely

earlier in the afternoon

that you failed to recognize
him at the quayside?

Yeah, well, I've already
explained that.

The man at the quayside
didn't bring to mind that man,

not once.

Italy, '44.

Durham Light I nfantry.

Aye.

You?

M iddlesex R egiment.

Then...

joined up
with the Oheshire.

Aye.

Took a bit of a hammering.

We did.

We had a quiet time
for the most part.

Bacchus:
Sir, I think your wife's...

No.

Oome on! Oome on!
No, no.

I n, in.
Oome on.

Alice, don't.
Don't do that, Alice.

Don't!

Alice, come away
from the fire.

Away from the fire.
There's a good girl.

R obert: Thank you.

Thanks.

What happens when
you're working?

Um, they stay
in their rooms.

Does that...

does he lock them in?

Is Stratton a suspect?

Yeah, of course he is.
Why?

Would that help
or hinder you?

Don't understand
the question.

Would that be good
or bad for you?

For me?

l-I don't get you, Gov.

The police in Bremen rang.

Wilhelm Schmeikel's

transferring #5, 000
into your account.

I was going to tell you.

Well, you've had two hours.

Well, I was waiting for
the money to be in place.

He could have
changed his mind.

Try again, Sergeant.

Look...

Okay, l-I...

I wanted
to prove to you

that I could get things
done my way.

Look, Gov, Gov.

Listen, please.
Think about it.

The guy wasn't just going
to go and confess, was he?

This is proof.

And what was he going
to get for his 5, 000?

20, 000.
20?

5 now, and the rest when I got
him extradited to Germany.

You can't do that.

Well, I know that! But he
doesn't know that, does he?

He's desperate.

He's desperate
because he's guilty.

And what about Jimmy Hardyment
and the Hardyment family?

Jimmy's fingerprints
are all over the wallet.

And you're telling me
you're not bothered

by R obert Stratton's
memory lapses?

Sir, Wilhelm Schmeikel
killed his father,

and, in an attempt
to avoid the noose,

tried to buy
his way home.

Thank you.
Right, very good.

Yes, we now need to transfer

the 5, 000 back to the...

What?

By how much?

Oan I call you back,
please?

Thank you.

Your bank can't repay
the full 5, 000.

They can only
manage 4, 7 82.

M y overdraft.

Which you exceeded and has
consequently

been cancelled, meaning,

as of now,
you just took a bribe.

No. Sir, you know
that's not true.

No, let me tell you
what I know.

You decided to cut corners

to incriminate
Wilhelm Schmeikel,

and what you've
really managed to do

is incriminate yourself.

Find out who the man is
in those letters.

His name is blacked out.

It's a simple task,
Sergeant.

There's lots of
circumstantial stuff in them.

Anyone can do that.

Yeah, so go and do it.

It's my punishment is it?

I don't care how
you look at it,

just do as
I tell you for once.

And what are
you gonna be doing

while I'm stuck
in some office

30 miles away for
the rest of the night?

I'm going to be talking
to some senior officers

who might just be able
to save you

from a dishonorable discharge
from the police service!

Hello.

Speaking.

Tomorrow?

Um, just...

Hold on a minute.

Yes, that will be fine.

Good work.

Good work,
Detective Sergeant Bacchus.

Excu...

Excuse me? Hello?!

Woman: There's no need
to shout in here.

Oan I move on
to the "S's, " please?

Aye.

Thank you.
"S" for Stratton.

Yes, I can feel myself

inhabiting the role
of the detective.

Accumulating information,

examining motives
and evidence, you know.

But I'll tell you how
I decide who's done it,

'cause it might be useful
to you as a technique,

you know.

"Out of the mouths
of babes and Ohina. "

What I do is this...

I ask myself,

who would you not want
to be right now, Ohina?

What's it like speaking German
after all these years?

It's not
the speaking of it.

It's hearing it again.

So...

are you not going to
ask me who I think done it?

Nope.

I think you should get
some sleep, Ohina.

German police

and embassy officials,
first thing in the morning.

Right, M r. Gently.

R obert Stratton.
R obert Stratton.

"By the King's order,

"the name of
Oorporal R obert O. Stratton,

"Durham Light I nfantry,
was published

"in the London Gazette
on the 4th of August, 1 944,

"as mentioned in a dispatch
for distinguished service.

" I am charged to record

His Majesty's
high appreciation. "

Signed, Secretary of State
for War.

Mentioned in dispatch
for what?

Bloody hell.

He killed three men
with his own hands.

Full post-mortem report.

And DS Bacchus is on
the phone for you.

Thank you.
Taylor?
Sir?

I sent someone to fetch
M r. Stratton in.

Is he here yet?

I'll go and check
for you, sir.

Bacchus. :
Slr, I've got the Identlty

of the man In the letters,
Molly's man.

Rlght, he was based up here
wlth the Royal Slgnals

from '4 5 tlll he was posted
to Palestlne,

where he dled of dlphtherla.

Now, thls was two weeks before
Molly Hardyment kllled herself.

And he was married,
which may have some bearing.

Although, of course, none of
thls actually solves anythlng,

since the important thing
is that people thought

It mlght have been
down to Gunter.

Do you want to
say something, Gov?

Aye, well done.
Well done.

Right.
Am I still on the case?

You were never off it,

or dldn't you notlce?

Sometimes we have to take
the long way around, Sergeant.

Yeah, it's amazing what a bit
of donkey work can do, innit?

Now, listen, I came up
with one more thing.

It's the...

Yeah, tell me
when you see me.

Well?

Doesn't look good,
M r. Gently.

He's begging
to be extradited,

and admitting everything.

He admitted
killing his father?

Well, he said
he'd say he did it

if they sent him
back to Germany.

But then he said
he didn't do it.

One thing's for certain,
M r. Gently,

he don't want to hang.

You think he did it?

Yes.

Well, no.

Well, maybe.

The Germans think
he did it, sir.

Hmm.

I ask you,
Ohief I nspector,

if I wanted to kill him,

why wouldn't I have
done it out at sea,

claim it as an accident?

You can't sail.

And your wife
was with you.

I did not kill my father.

And I'd be inclined
to believe you,

because, to do this,

to inflict

this amount of pain...

and I am assured he would
have been in extreme agony...

well, there are simpler

and less suspicious ways
to dispatch a father.

However, in your
latest statement,

you still insist

that you walked
down to the quayside

with your wife.

The truth, M r. Schmeikel,
might just save your life.

However,
if you persist...

It was too suspicious

to say that I was
there on my own.

I am being investigated
for stealing from my father.

Oh. Good.

Better.

So who saw you
on your own?

The Hardyments.

They were the first
to pass you, yeah?

The first, no?
The only ones.

There were no others.

M r. Schmeikel,

you were seen and passed
by two cars.

No.
By the Hardyments' only.

There were
no other cars.

You're telling me
no other cars?

Parked cars, yes.

One on the street
and one on the harbor.

The harbor one...
what make?

A small family car.

Blue, I think.

Where's Stratton?
What room's he in?

Oh, he's still
not here, sir.

M r. Stratton!

Hello?

M r. Stratton?

Anybody?

You all right, son?

Yes, sir.

Gently: Where's the wife
and daughter?

Upstairs, I think,
but he went out

maybe 5, 1 0 minutes ago.

What you doing?

Why are you pulling us?

Taking a shortcut.
Want to get to the top.

I don't want to.
I don't like it.

No!
Oome on, Alice.

Oh, come on.

When was the best time
up here?

When was that
do you reckon?

When it was frosty.

It was cold and frosty.

It was a cold
and frosty morning.

I remember.

The mist was in down
there, wasn't it?

It was...

it was like...

like we were in heaven.

Like...

like me and you
were angels.

Dad!

Let her go!

Stratton,

let her go!

There's a good girl.

Oome on.

Sir, what...

Oall the station.

Tell them to release
Jimmy Hardyment

and Schmeikel.

And call an ambulance
for M rs. Stratton.

Non urgent.

Sergeant,

whatever part you played,
thank you.

M uch appreciated,
as you know.

Let's get this straight.
I did nothing to help you.

The money's going back
into your bank account.

Personally, I think
you should be done

for attempting to bribe
a police officer.

You know, Sergeant,

you are really quite
an unpleasant chap.

Why don't you piss off
back to where you came from?

Auf Wledersehen,
Herr Sergeant.

Trudi.

Sorry.

You joining us?

It's fate, isn't it?

I could have been anywhere
on the moors that day.

And if Jim Hardyment
hadn't have been there,

I'd never have gone over.

But over I went.

and there's this smart
German bloke

laughing about being
a bomber pilot,

and how he was shot down

over the Tyne
20 years ago.

Laughing about it.

Aye, mad.

What?

1 944, I'm out in Italy...

Yeah, you were mentioned
in dispatches, weren't you?

Aye.

For killing three guards.

They were the enemy.

We'd been captured.

How did you kill them?

I have admitted killing
Gunter Schmeikel.

You broke their necks,
didn't you?

There you are.

There.

We were unarmed.
We did what we had to do.

And this time?

Well, I was trying
to tell you.

Out in Italy,
after we'd escaped,

I get a letter telling us
me wife and bairn

have been killed in
an air raid in Sunderland.

We lived in Sunderland.

So you kill an innocent man
20 years later.

- I nnocent?
- Well....

Who's innocent
in this world?

Except me daughter.

But I'll tell you,

I'd never have thought
I'd feel the way I did

when I heard that
Jerry laughing.

I'm not saying that I never
thought about me first family,

'cause what
with me second wife

and Alice, you know,

who wouldn't wonder
what might have been?

But...

that laughter though.

And Jim was joining in
as well.

Yeah, fair dues

'cause I'd never
told anyone.

So...

when you go off with
Gunter Schmeikel on the moors...

Oh, I'm gonna confront him,
and I do,

but before I mean to,
'cause, suddenly...

This is the new Oanon.

You know about cameras?

It's the world's first...

You think I want to look
at your bloody camera?!

What do you do?!

You think you can just carry
on like nothing's happened,

like, standing around
laughing and smiling!

Well, not in front
of me, mate.

Just go away!

Not in front of me!

Don't think he knew
what was happening.

'Oause I'm like,
you know, tongue-tied.

I can't get me words out.

And, uh, well, you know,
I'm embarrassed.

And I wander off.

Yesterday evening,

when I knew I wasn't
gonna get away with this,

I thought about telling you
that I went to see him

the following night
to apologize,

and it got out of hand,

you know, how I didn't
mean to kill him.

You know,
I go for manslaughter.

But that still left us
with the same problem...

me wife and Alice.

'Oause with me in prison,

them two is put away
in mental homes and...

So I...

Better to kill them?

Better if you'd have
let us kill Alice, aye.

You frequent
loony bins, do you?

No, you know all about
them though, yeah?

Well, try putting your
own children in them!

If she were dead,
I'd be joining her.

As it is, she's left here,
cared for by who, you?!

You?

I keep feeling this...

Me, the quiet man,

the patient man
everyone admires.

But from when I got home
after that tussle...

l-I got angry.

I cannot tell you.
I cannot sleep for this rage.

Have I got to do everything
by me bloody self?!

Oan you not see that
the bloody fire's gone out?!

I cannot stop hearing
him laughing

like he's laughing
at me life.

Some wood on the fire!

Then I knew
I was gonna kill him.

And end it.

How did
the opportunity arrive?

Well...

Well, like everything in life,
you need the luck.

I figured rich folk like that
will be staying at the hotel,

so I went there first.

Yes. We will be spending
the last night on the boat.

M y father's already having
drinks at the pub.

And there's his son
settling his bill

and telling the receptionist
everything I needed to know...

where his dad was,

what time
they were meeting him.

We're going to meet
my father soon.

So I drive down to
the Mariners, go in.

And there's laughing boy

up and singing Geordie songs
to everyone.

So that helps fuel us.

But there's too many
folk around,

so I take meself
off to the quay

'cause I know he's
meeting his son there.

And I wait.

Why did you admit to being
the fellow in the car?

Well, I didn't know
who'd seen us.

Oould have been
the Hardyments.

I n which case, why hadn't I,
you know, owned up?

At this time, I was still
hoping to get away with it.

So you stitch up the son?

Oan we stick to
the order of events?

You're back
on the quayside.

I take it Shavers
came and went.

Thank God.

And then?

Well, just in case
this Gunter came,

I parked in the shadows
and waited and hoped.

I gave meself
a time frame.

At 1 0: 1 4, if he hasn't
turned up, I'm out of there.

And at 9 minutes past...

* Saved cows and calves *

* of the famous Lambton Worm! *

Then I heard
someone coming.

But I'm happy to wait
for him to go now

'cause I knew,

when your Gunter
went in the water,

he went in alive.

And why was that
so important?

Why not just snap his neck
and kill him?

'Oause when my wife and bairn
died in that raid,

they weren't killed
by a direct hit.

They were in the cellar
and the water main burst.

But they
couldn't get them out

because of
the fallen masonry,

so they drowned.

Let's all have
a laugh, eh?

Oh, good, you're still here.
Oome with me.

Gov.

I found out about Stratton's
war record last night.

I knew when we spoke
on the phone, and...

But if I'd have told you
last night,

his wife would still be
alive now, wouldn't she?

For better or for worse.

Oome on, I want to
show you something.

Stay! Stay!

That's right, you tell them.
You show them who's the boss.

Oome on.

Oome on.

Don't make
a fuss of them.

Good doggies.
Right.

We'll be heading back to
the farm now, M r. Gently.

I'm gonna look after
the chickens and the ducks

and the geese
and the doggies.

Thank you.

Ah, it's what we're
here for, isn't it.

Oome on then, hey.

Right.

Now we have to repay
that bribe you took.

Sir, it wasn't a bribe.
I ran up an overdraft.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right, well, let's clear it.

Here, have this.

Oh, no.
No, I'm not taking that.

Yes, you are.
You can repay me #1 0 a month.

#1 0 a month without fail.

I don't want it, sir.
Have it.

There's enough in there so
you can keep the MG, as well.

Oan't have you driving around
in something sensible.

Tomorrow, first thing.

Right.

Jim:
I n you go.

Thank you, sir.

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