Inspector George Gently (2007–2017): Season 6, Episode 3 - Gently from the Cold - full transcript
..came also the resurrection of
the dead.
Christ the first fruits,
afterward they that are Christ's at
His coming.
For He must reign till He hath put
all enemies under His feet.
The last enemy that shall be
destroyed is death.
Hi, Daniel. You're looking well.
♪ Potatoes, whole potatoes pied
♪ Enjoy them all especially chips
♪ Remember, spuds don't come in
ships! ♪
Gently?
How do you do? I thought it was you,
Sergeant.
Detective Chief Inspector these
days.
Oh, so you've swapped one uniform
for another? Unlike myself.
So I see, Brigadier Phillips.
I'm fighting an impulse to salute.
Seems a long time since you and
Archie and the rest
dragged a wet-behind-the-ears
lieutenant through Italy. Oh, yeah.
So you'd kept in touch? No, not
really, but you turn up, don't you?
Archie was a warrior. Saved my life
more than once. Mine, too.
He was a good man. A good soldier.
Was he?
It was 26 years ago, Sergeant.
George.
My name is George.
Or Detective Chief Inspector if you
prefer rank.
Bad form to rake over the coals.
It was war. I remember.
We may have got our hands dirty now
and then,
but we were bloody heroes and I
don't mind saying it.
We've nothing to feel guilty
about, George.
Morning.
I didn't get back till one this
morning. This better be good, John.
Or bad, if you see what I mean.
How was the funeral?
Well, the dancing girls were a
particular highlight.
It was a funeral, John.
I was trying to say, sir, in a
roundabout way, are you all right?
Was it someone close? Old army
comrade.
Thank you for your concern, I
appreciate it. What have we got?
This way.
Place was pretty full last night,
apparently, maybe about 20 patrons.
Something like that.
And how does this work? Is there a
membership or...?
No. No, you pay on entry. There's an
old fella that you give money to.
Thanks. Gives you a towel and a
locker key
and at the end of the night, turns
everything off,
he locks up and he goes home.
Bloody hand print there. It's not
going to test our talents much this
one, sir.
There's another smear here, look.
Now, we've got a witness, a man
called Francis Walsh
who says that this fella who's the
victim,
this is Leonard Price...
he approached another fella who went
crazy and...smashed him up.
No-one intervened?
Well, the witness got a smack in the
face for the pleasure.
And the rest of them just ran out
screaming.
They're not renowned for their
bravery, are they, sir?
Who? You know, this lot.
Poofters.
You're jumping to conclusions, John.
There was no provocation? None I
could see.
Leonard just went over to the lad
and he went crazy.
He was like a wild animal.
Then what happened? I tried to pull
him away and I got this.
People'll think I've gone all rough
trade.
Mr Walsh, were you the only other
person in here?
Nah.
Everyone else left in a hurry.
No-one helped you?
It all happened so fast.
And let's be honest,
there's plenty of men in here
wouldn't want their presence to
become common knowledge,
never mind talk to yous.
But you stayed?
Leonard was me friend.
And I don't care who knows what I
am. So you are a...
You know...a practising homosexual?
I'm well beyond practising,
Sergeant.
But only with consenting adults
in the privacy of me own home as
allowed by the law.
Yeah, yeah. Did you recognise
Leonard's attacker?
I've never seen him before. He just
went insane.
He ran out of here still wearing his
towel.
His stuff's still in his locker.
Right. And that, please.
Up there, sir.
If only they all left their ID at the
crime scene, we'd be home by dinner
time every day.
And then what would you do with
yourself?
Plenty, guv, plenty.
Could take up a hobby. Such as?
I don't know, life drawing
maybe...with naked ladies.
Something sensitive and artistic.
Because you're well known for your
artistic temperament and sensitive
approach.
You heard Walsh, Scott Tanner went
mad.
Better to be safe than sorry this.
Hello, pet. We were just
wondering...
Losing your touch there. I prefer
'em with teeth.
You've got the weapon. Right, fine.
Right.
No-one here, sir.
Have a look round.
And who the bloody hell are you?
And why are you in my flat?
I'm a police officer.
Thought you looked a bit smart for a
burglar.
Back off!
You come at me with that and I'll
wrap it round your head.
Is that your dog?
And my bite's worse than my bark,
believe me. You back off.
John. I'll not tell you again. John!
What's this about? Are you Scott
Tanner? That's me little brother.
Why?
I'm DCI Gently, that's DS Bacchus.
We're investigating a murder and
your brother's a suspect.
What, you think Scotty...?
Nah. He wouldn't know where to
start.
So that's not him in army uniform
holding a gun? Aye, it is.
And there's a reason that he's
not a soldier any more.
Scotty's soft, should never have
signed up.
Who is it he's supposed to have
murdered?
Where were you last night? Enjoying a
bit of R&R.
Right. Where?
Mostly with a fine young lady by the
name of Gwendoline.
Though I suspect that ain't her real
name, if you know what I mean?
When did you last see Scott?
Yesterday afternoon.
Guv...the bedroom was packed in a
hurry.
Do you mind if we have a look?
Half his stuff's gone. Clothes,
old kit bag...
boots, fatigues.
No, you must have this wrong.
I'm telling you the lad was scared
of his own shadow half the time.
Any idea where he might have run to?
I've only been back four days,
first time in 15 months.
Due to leave again in three. Flying
visit. You in the army?
Not since '63. What do you do now?
Same as I always did, only I get
paid better.
Oh, you're a mercenary?
Ugly word that, Mr Gently.
I'll need a recent photograph of
your brother. Guv! What?
It was in the bathroom.
Is your brother homosexual?
Hey! Put it down!
Put it down or I'll arrest you for
assault!
I don't like you much.
You pull another stunt like that and
we'll continue this elsewhere.
Look...I don't know where Scott is.
I don't know why he'd have killed a
fella
and I don't know what he's talking
about neither.
So you weren't very close then? Did
I say that?
But I've barely seen Scott for three
years.
He was still serving the last time I
was home.
Followed in your footsteps. And our
dad's before that.
I don't know what was going on with
him.
Who does then?
You want to know about Scott,
you go and see that doctor of
his...the head shrinker.
I'll need a name.
And we're going to need the address
of this Gwendoline.
Oh, aye?
She's a strong woman, I'm not sure
you'll be man enough for her.
Think you're funny you, don't you?
Photo.
If you find him...don't hurt him.
You've got this wrong,
I promise you.
So, I'm having a photograph printed
now and a copy'll be given to every
officer on patrol.
And we're calling in other shifts
early as well to do house to house.
Good.
The radio and even the telly are
going to do an appeal for
information, sir.
Did you remember? No-one's going to
approach him. The word "dangerous"
was mentioned several times.
Very good. All right, here we are.
There's no obvious connections
between Leonard Price and Scott
Tanner. OK?
It says here that he was a regular at
the Turkish baths.
He was well known, he was well liked.
And he was an accountant at a local
firm in Durham,
but none of his colleagues realised
that he batted for the other side.
He is still dead, you know?
Whatever his...affiliations, I mean,
he's still a victim, a person.
Here we go. You going to start
burning your bras, are we?
I tell you what I'll do, Rachel.
I'll go and organise a little
march for you. How about that?
No. All I'm saying is that somebody
shouldn't have to die just
cos they're different.
Did I say that? Hm? Did I say that?
No, I didn't. So don't put words
into my mouth, pet. All right.
Maybe he did get killed
because he's different.
But I did not say that.
All right, all right, all right.
Murder's murder.
We don't know why he died yet,
do we?
Anybody managed to
track down Gwendoline?
Oh, yes. Real name is Hettie Blake.
Confirmed that Mark Tanner
did spend the night with her till
early morning.
He tips well apparently
and is a very vigorous man.
Well, good. Keep looking
into Leonard Price,
see if there is any connection
to Scott Tanner.
Come on. Where are we going?
To see Scott Tanner's psychiatrist.
Must be plenty of money in listening
to folk sit and whinge all day.
I should get a bonus, then,
shouldn't I, working with you.
That's not very nice, is it, sir?
Dr Stefan Lesley? Yes.
I'm DCI Gently, this is DS Bacchus.
May we come in, please?
May I ask what it's regarding?
Yes. It's about one
of your patients. Scott Tanner.
Please. Thank you.
It's a nice part of town,
this, isn't it?
Yes. My father bought this place
years ago. I love it.
I bet.
Just live in a top floor flat, me.
I'm sure it's got damp.
Scott Tanner is a fugitive
and a suspect in a murder enquiry.
Scott killed someone? Yes.
He went...
crackers in a Turkish bath
and he beat a man to death.
That clearly surprises you.
Well, Scott always seemed
like such a gentle young man.
But troubled, otherwise
he wouldn't need a psychiatrist.
What were you treating him for?
I mean,
was there a specific condition?
Scott was referred to me after
a medical discharge from the Army.
By whom? The MOD.
Was that usual?
For the Army to pay
for an ex-soldier's care?
I don't know, Mr Gently. I'm sorry,
is that the correct form of...?
Yes. That's fine, thank you.
I don't know.
I've had no other dealings with
the military so I couldn't say.
Your help looks expensive.
Yes, well,
my father came from money.
He was a very eminent
psychiatrist and researcher.
Followed in his footsteps, did you?
Or, rather, walked in his shadow.
Would you like some water?
No, thank you.
Scott was a patient of mine.
I'd like to help you, of course,
but, as I'm sure you'll understand,
our sessions were
completely confidential.
He's a fugitive, Doctor. And I don't
want anybody else to be hurt.
Do you? So, if you could,
would you please tell us
why you think Scott
might do something like this?
You say he attacked someone
completely unprovoked?
Apparently, yes.
Scott was exhibiting
symptoms of schizophrenia.
The onset of which often occurs
in men in their early 20s.
He MAY have had
a psychotic episode.
Could you elaborate on that for us?
Well, schizophrenics often
experience bouts of extreme
paranoia, delusions,
even hallucinations.
Had Scott had these episodes before?
Not to my knowledge.
Was he on anti-psychotic medication?
I'm afraid that's confidential,
Mr Gently.
Was Scott Tanner a homosexual?
That's also confidential.
Because the murder
occurred in a Turkish baths
frequented by such men.
Could an unwelcome
approach from another man
set off one of these psychotic
episodes in Scott?
Or maybe he had
a grudge against them
and went there specifically to attack
these men? What do you think?
You're asking me to speculate?
All right. Have you any idea
where Scott could have gone to?
No.
I'm going to need to see
his medical records, doctor.
I don't feel comfortable with that.
Well, I could go to a judge and ask
him to order you to hand them over.
At which point, I'll be more than
happy to comply. But not before.
Very well. If he should
contact you or turns up here,
if you wouldn't mind...? Of course.
I'll call you immediately.
So, if my dad had been
a psychiatrist,
I'd get to live in a big
house like this would I, huh?
Talk bollocks all day?
Don't worry, John.
You're halfway there.
Ha! Ha! Can't be good
for his reputation, though, can it?
Doing what he does and one
of your clients tops somebody.
He knows more than he's saying.
So, we are going to the judge
for the medical records, are we?
Yes, we are.
Won't change the fact Tanner did it.
Have you seen this person?
Right...turn!
Squad...halt!
About...turn!
By the right, quick march!
How does marching up and down
like that all day
make you any better at fighting?
It promotes discipline and teamwork.
You could play football for that.
Discipline is the foundation
that the Army's based on.
You, you maggot,
get down and give me ten! Go!
It saves lives, John. And it
builds character for later life.
Made you the man you are today,
did it?
In more ways than you could
possibly know, John.
I'm not sure you're such
a great advert, sir.
Do you miss it?
Yes, I do. Some of it.
Course, it's like
any other institution.
It's only as good
as the people in it.
See, I can't imagine you ever
letting anybody tell you what to do.
It's different in a war.
This'll be our lift.
Ah, Detective Chief Inspector Gently
and Sergeant Bacchus, is it?
That's right. Sorry to drag you
all the way up here,
but I was keen to run the rule
over this mob. How can I help?
We're investigating a murder.
The suspect is a former
Seaham soldier, Scott Tanner.
Whoever called gave me his name.
I have 600 men under me here,
Gently.
I can't say I know them all
personally. But I did look him up.
I appreciate that, Colonel.
He was discharged on medical
grounds 12 months ago.
Could you be more specific?
Mental instability.
Our job here is to turn boys into
men, and men into soldiers.
Sometimes that isn't possible.
For want of a better word,
Scott Tanner was weak.
And an army is only as strong
as its weakest link.
Have you ever served? Me? Nah.
I'd have guessed not,
length of that hair.
Oh, right. An obvious indicator of
character, is it?
You'd be surprised. You?
Yes. Well, then you know what I'm
talking about.
You have to be able to rely on the
man next to you.
Your life is in his hands, and his
in yours. Correct? Very much so.
I wouldn't have wanted Scott Tanner
standing next to me.
Was Scott Tanner a homosexual?
Homosexuals are not permitted to
join the British Army, Sergeant.
Is that why he left? Was I not clear?
He left on medical grounds.
Do you have any idea what his
subsequent medical treatment was?
I haven't thought about him since
he left my command. Ask the MOD.
He is a fugitive.
And he might turn up here to try and
contact some of his former comrades.
And if he does I'll let you know.
And we'll hold on to him for you.
Thank you.
Tanner can't have just
vanished into thin air, sir.
He's a trained soldier,
don't forget.
Yeah. But a crap one, apparently.
It doesn't make any difference.
He still knows how to hide
and live off the land, doesn't he?
What are these medical records
going to tell us
that we don't already know, sir?
Why would he make us wait
until we got a search warrant?
He's hiding something.
He's not answering the door, either.
Oh! He's hanged
himself! John, get out the way.
Guv! Guv! The window's open.
He's been dead for a while.
Stone-cold. Oh, God...
I want to know why.
I don't like coincidences, John.
And when we came here yesterday,
he didn't seem like a man
unhappy in his life. Taylor, it's
me. Get the police surgeon, will you?
Just do it, man.
No Scott Tanner file in here.
You know what?
Get some officers in.
I want all this paperwork
gone through, the whole lot.
You think somebody else
is involved, don't you? Maybe.
All right, mate?
Dad! Dad! It's him.
Stop where you are, son!
Stop!
Stay there, son. Stay there.
I want you to tell me if this is the
man that killed Leonard Price, OK?
Aye. That's him.
Good.
We have your wallet.
We have your clothes.
We know you were at
the Turkish bath.
So, what happened?
I don't know.
You know you went there?
Yeah?
So, why don't you know?
I don't remember.
That's convenient, isn't it?
Do you know Leonard Price?
No.
Do you remember
attacking Leonard Price?
No.
So, why did you go home and pack,
why did you run?
I was frightened.
Of getting caught?
I didn't know why.
I don't remember going there.
But you knew something was wrong?
Yes? Something you done?
So, what had you done?
Right, I'm going to jog your memory.
You ready?
You went to the Turkish baths
looking for a bit of how's your
father, didn't you? Look at me.
You changed your mind,
you killed a bloke, and you ran away.
Does that...does that help you?
Blood on my hand...
Yeah, I'll say. You killed
Leonard Price, didn't you?
Didn't you?
We've got a witness
who saw you do it.
Please I... I need my doctor.
Stefan Lesley.
We've already spoken
to Dr Lesley, Scott.
And? Yesterday.
When did you last see him?
Last week. Wednesday.
I see him every Wednesday.
Not today? No.
If you needed Dr Lesley, why didn't
you go and talk to him?
He could have helped you
cos he knows about your illness.
My illness? Yes.
Please. Can I see him?
Please, can I see him?
No.
Please. He'll help me understand.
He's not going to help you
understand, is he? Because he's dead.
Stefan...? Uh-huh.
Sit down. No. No, he can't be...
Did you kill him, Scott?
Hm. Did you?
No, he can't be. No, he can't be!
He knows.
He knows.
What does he know, Scott?
What does he know?
I'll charge him
with Leonard Price's murder, right?
Yeah. He's not fit to plead yet.
So get him to High Park Hospital
to be assessed.
Right. And then can we go to the pub,
yeah? What for?
Celebrate a good result.
A job well done, that.
Look at all this paperwork.
Must be like Christmas for you.
Leave it, man. Eh? Shame we've got
a result before you manage to finish
this lot, ain't it?
Not so fast, John.
Guv, Tanner flipped out
and killed Price.
And now he's either genuinely
blanking it from his memory
or he's pretending.
Either way, our job is done.
And what about Stefan Lesley?
Well, the door was locked,
wasn't it?
There was no sign of forced entry,
and there was no evidence
of anything except suicide.
The day after his patient
commits a murder
he can't remember anything about?
That doesn't bother you at all?
Guv, right.
He screwed up with Tanner,
felt all remorseful
and topped himself.
I don't know, why does anybody
ever kill themselves?
It never makes any sense, does it?
And it's not our job to
make sense of it. Oh, John...
You just don't want
to get a round in.
It's a suspicious death.
Related to a murder and our suspect.
That's very much our purview, John.
Right now, we've only got
Stefan Lesley's word for it
that Scott Tanner is schizophrenic.
Well, he seemed pretty
schizophrenic to me.
Pardon me if I don't accept your
expert medical opinion, Dr Freud.
But when I asked
Scott Tanner about his illness,
he just looked confused.
Didn't know what the hell
I was talking about. No-no-no.
There's too many unanswered
questions about this for me
to file it away. Right.
Have you got Scott Tanner's medical
records in that lot?
No. They're definitely missing, sir.
Medical, legal and personal.
I'm in the process of date ordering
and alphabetising where appropriate,
and I'm investigating other
lines of enquiries.
Did people used to chuck things at
you when you were in school?
No.
Sir, I thought you might
be interested in this as well.
It's Stefan Lesley's will.
This makes very interesting reading.
Rachel, please don't encourage him.
Look at this.
We knew he was wealthy.
But he's very, very wealthy
according to that.
And Scott Tanner's a beneficiary.
One of six.
So, what if one of the other five
read about Scott Tanner
in the newspaper,
and saw an opportunity?
Faked Stefan Lesley's suicide,
and inherits.
Well, yes, that's a motive.
Yes, it is.
Yes, but you're assuming that the
killer knows about Tanner's
relationship with Stefan.
It's a bit of a stretch that, sir.
Yes, it is.
Rachel, get me the details
and addresses of the
other beneficiaries, would you?
Yes, sir.
Where's Hopewood?
Scott! Scotty!
This man's under arrest. Mark!
Where are you taking him? Taylor.
Oi! Let go of him.
Calm down. Calm down.
In the van.
Let me talk to him!
Where are you taking him?
Scott's been charged with murder.
Scotty?
I did it, Mark.
Hey. I thought he wasn't a killer?
Your brother's being taken
to High Park Mental Institution
for assessment.
Mental hospital?
Did Scott ever write to you?
Did he ever talk to you about
why he left the Army?
Once. Just said he'd had enough.
I wasn't surprised.
He was medically discharged.
Mental instability.
Didn't notice any change in him?
Dear me, some big brother you are.
What did you do that for?
Bit off the beaten track this,
isn't it?
Police. I'd like to speak to
Dr Jennifer Bing, please.
I'll give her a call.
Or you could just let us through.
Not without an order.
We're the police, man.
Yes. I still need an order.
Bloody squaddies.
Come in.
Apparently this is something to do
with a murder enquiry?
Yes, I'm Detective... Oh, I'm sure
you are who you say you are.
The Army tend to be
very thorough on these things.
My time is tight, gentlemen...
Do you know a Dr Stefan Lesley? Yes.
When did you last see him?
Yesterday. I assume you know that
or you wouldn't be here.
It's just that you were his
last appointment
before he was found dead.
You don't seem surprised?
You told the sentry this was
a murder enquiry
and then you mention Stefan.
Ergo, he's either the victim or
the perpetrator.
Now I know which.
Someone's dead.
And you don't seem bothered.
I tend to keep my emotions in check.
Either that or you knew already.
Actually, it seems that Dr Lesley
committed suicide.
Then this isn't a murder enquiry?
Well, the man that committed the
murder, he's an ex-patient of his.
A man called Scott Tanner.
Means nothing to me.
We discussed this murder with
Dr Lesley. He visited you.
And soon after he was found dead.
Ergo, here we are.
Why was Dr Lesley here?
Cup of tea. A social catch up.
You were friends?
Former colleagues.
He used to work here.
Doing what?
No idea.
I don't run the place,
just work in my little corner.
Doing?
Can't tell you that.
Official Secrets Act.
What is this place?
This conversation is going to get
very repetitive, very fast,
and I don't have the time.
Stefan Lesley visited,
and then he left. Clearly.
I'm sorry to hear
he took his own life.
Though he was always a sensitive
and complicated man.
Who chose to spend his final
hours visiting you.
How did Stefan seem
when you saw him yesterday?
Fine.
Do you want me to lie to you?
He was clearly shaken by the news
about Scott Tanner.
Did he mention him to you?
No.
He just drove all the way up
here for a cup of tea?
Maybe he was looking for a warm
shoulder to cry on.
Have you finished?
This is a military facility?
No flies on you, I see.
But you're a civilian?
Contracted to the MOD, yes.
If you want to know any more,
then take it up with them.
The sentry will see you out.
She's a piece of work. Isn't she?
I found her strangely attractive.
Stefan Lesley denied all
knowledge of the military.
Now we know he
worked at an MOD facility.
I don't see what any of this has
got to do with us.
I think it's you who needs a hobby.
C'mon, man,
it's not the London Palladium...
Right, yeah.
So, there were six beneficiaries
of Stefan Lesley's will.
Scott Tanner, Edward Fuller, Larry
Wells, Peter Gartwood,
Lawrence Bruce
and a Mrs Edith Johnson.
All of the men
are serving or former soldiers.
I take it Mrs Edith Johnson isn't?
No. But her son Tony was.
He's deceased.
Deceased how?
Tony Johnson died in
military service.
And he served at Seaham Barracks
with Scott Tanner. A-ha!
It's all getting a bit less
stretchy by the minute, isn't it?
Well done, Rachel, can you get me
the current locations
of the others and then...?
Yes. Bruce and Gartwood are still
serving. Germany and Gibraltar.
And Mrs Edith Johnson is
54 and lives in Southampton.
And what about Wells and Fuller?
Wells is currently undergoing
treatment
at a mental facility in Leeds.
What's his condition?
Severe delirium tremens
caused by drugs and alcohol abuse.
And Edward Fuller now resides
in Newcastle.
That will was changed
in their favour a year ago.
But why, is the question.
Rachel? No? Dear me,
I'm a bit disappointed.
I'll go and see Fuller in Newcastle.
John, you go to Leeds and see Wells
and Lesley's solicitor.
Hang about!
You want me to go to a mental
asylum in Yorkshire? Why?
You're not going to need
a passport, you know. I know that.
I just don't know what it is exactly
I'm meant to be investigating.
Tanner's not a full shilling, right,
and neither is this Wells
fella, so what?
Sir, Scott Tanner has got no
outstanding prescriptions
for any medication with
any chemists in the Durham area.
For anything.
So, Stefan Lesley lied to us
about Scott Tanner's condition.
He told us he was schizophrenic.
Yeah.
And Stefan Lesley also said that the
symptoms develop as you get older.
So he should been on
neuroleptics to counter them.
And he wasn't, was he?
He joined the Army
and three years later
he comes out with mental problems.
Which makes me wonder, actually,
where Hopewood comes in.
So, go and see them.
And take Rachel with you. Why?
Do you want to go?
Uh-huh.
That's why. And she's earned it.
Don't think you're getting to drive.
♪ I can see for miles and miles
♪ And miles and miles
♪ And miles
♪ Oh, yeah
♪ If you think that I don't know
about the little tricks you play... ♪
Morning.
It's a wild goose chase this,
isn't it, huh?
I don't know why we're doing this,
we've already got the killer.
Driving all this way
cos the guv's got some
bloody bee in his bonnet
about the Army.
Isn't that the point,
to find out why?
Don't you start.
The only reason
we find out the why is
because it leads us to the who.
We've already got the who.
They're a good band.
Huh?
They're a good band.
Who?
The Who.
What?
It doesn't matter.
You like The Who?
I do.
There's hope for you yet.
Eddie Fuller? Aye.
Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. I'll do it.
Very funny, pal. Very funny.
All right.
Not a word, you.
First I'm hearing of it.
A man is dead, you certainly gain
a lot of money, Mr Fuller.
You think I killed him?
No. I'm not saying that.
But while we're talking about it,
where were you yesterday?
My grandfather is dying.
In the infirmary.
I was with him all day.
Getting my arse kicked at chess.
So, you've never heard of
Scott Tanner?
He was a soldier, like you.
You were never stationed at Seaham?
I wasn't some crap hat,
I was a Para.
You know what that means?
Oh, yes. You're not any more?
Bust me leg. Invalided out.
Were you ever
treated by Dr Stefan Lesley?
We had medicals all the time but
I never took name badges,
I just coughed
when they grabbed me balls.
What about Hopewood,
does that ring any bells?
I think we're done.
So you do know it? What is it?
I cannot talk about it.
Well, Dr Stefan Lesley worked there.
Is that why you were in his will?
I don't know owt about his will,
or why he's left me this money.
Well, just tell me about Hopewood.
I can't.
Look. All I ever wanted to do was
serve my country.
To make sure the next time we go to
war, we'll win that one and all.
I take my loyalties very seriously.
I signed the papers.
I know what's expected of me.
Let me do the talking.
You watch and learn.
I can't wait. Charlotte Tate?
You are the police officer?
That's right. Detective Sergeant
Bacchus, this is WPC Coles.
Hello, Miss Tate.
You're the one who rang?
I am, yes.
Aren't you a rarity, my dear.
They haven't chained you to the
tea urn and the biscuit tray.
You must be quite the forward
thinker, Sergeant.
That's me.
Sit. Please.
Thank you.
Now, we're enquiring
about a Dr Stefan Lesley.
I believe he was a client of yours?
One of many. Just one of many?
Really? How many of your other
clients killed themselves yesterday?
More than just a client, I think.
That was cruel,
Sergeant, and unnecessary.
Stefan committed suicide?
We think so. Any idea why?
No. You're sure?
He changed his will a year ago, left
his money to a bunch of squaddies.
Why would he do that?
I have no idea.
Really? You wrote the will.
Yes. He was very clear
in his wishes.
Not curious, given that you were
clearly a friend of his?
It's funny this case, really is.
Nobody seems to know
anything about anything, or anyone.
And I feel sorry for Stefan,
he's dead
and nobody seems to care or has
a clue about why he did it.
Either that or they're
scared to admit it.
Why did he leave his money to
those men, huh?
What harm can it do to tell me now?
I appreciate you've both
come a very long way
but I have nothing more to say.
Right.
Gently. Colonel.
I'll be putting
it all in a box soon.
I've been selected for promotion.
Finally made it to full Colonel.
Congratulations.
Well, it may sound arrogant,
but I believe I've earned it.
I see you fought against
the Mau Mau.
Mmm. Korea and Malaya too.
I've never shirked war, Mr Gently.
No matter how savage.
It is the crucible in which
character is forged. Please sit.
Thank you.
I'm intrigued as to why
you're back here.
I read that you got your man.
Well done.
I've linked another Seaham soldier
to my investigation.
A man named Tony Johnson.
Oh, I thought this was all
the Tanner boy gone mad?
What can you tell me about Johnson?
Different kettle of fish altogether.
I remember him well.
Hell of a recruit.
I was devastated to lose him.
How did he die?
It was a three day exercise.
A mock engagement.
Johnson went ahead of his unit,
he was desperate to win,
and he caught a live
round in the head.
It was a terrible accident. Mm.
I'd be happy to get you a copy of
the report if you wish? Thank you.
Corporal Anson!
Double time it down to Records.
I need the accident and death
paperwork for Private Tony Johnson.
Quick as you can, lad. Yes, sir.
To die on the battlefield
is one thing,
but to lose a man on exercise
is such a waste.
Is it a terrible thing for me
to say that I miss combat?
The exhilaration, the camaraderie.
The simple life-and-death honour
of it all.
There's no honour in war.
I know it's a reason that many men
go and fight them,
but it doesn't survive the reality.
You played your part
in the defeat of a great evil,
there's honour in that, surely?
You faced an implacable enemy and
now we face a greater one.
Communism is a many headed snake,
Mr Gently.
These people are godless monsters.
We cannot afford weakness if
we are to defeat it.
What can you tell me
about a place called Hopewood?
What of it?
It came up in my enquiries.
I know Hopewood's there but I
don't know what they do
and I wouldn't be able to
tell you if I did.
You know what the Army is like.
Yes, it's very good at keeping
secrets from those it defends.
The public wouldn't want
it any other way.
We man the barricades.
I assume you heard
about Dr Lesley's suicide?
Who? Dr Lesley, Scott Tanner's
psychiatrist.
I thought you might know him.
Why should I?
Suicide's a coward's way out.
I've never understood it myself.
Ah, good effort, Corporal.
Here's your report.
Good day, Detective Chief Inspector.
And good luck with your case.
Larry Wells was a lunatic, he really
was, he was bouncing off the walls.
You couldn't ask him anything.
I know. He was scary, wasn't he?
If you're not used to that kind
of thing, yes, I suppose.
Eddie Fuller clammed
up as soon as I mentioned Hopewood.
And he claimed he'd never
even met Lesley.
Do you know what, I would love
if somebody I didn't know
left me a stack of cash. Or somebody
I did know, come to mention it.
Any luck with that solicitor?
Same as you, really.
They got upset when we said Lesley
had died, but denied all knowledge.
I reckon she was
lying about something.
I'd agree, sir.
Evening, sir.
George. A private word, please?
Certainly.
Can I get you a scotch?
No, thank you.
What are you playing at with
the Army, George?
I thought you had a suspect in
custody for this murder?
I'm investigating two deaths.
The other one's a suicide,
I'm led to believe.
Why are you wasting time on that?
Have you come all the way down here
just to ask me that?
As the senior investigating
officer, I choose to.
How does the MOD fit in with that?
I don't know yet.
Well, I've had a call.
All requests for interviews with
military personnel
have to come from my office
and then go to a military liaison
officer who will "consider" them.
I see. Is this going to get
embarrassing, George? Who for?
For them. For us. The establishment.
Why don't you put it to bed, eh?
I mean, you've got a result.
There's no-one else asking
questions but you.
Are you ordering
me to ignore evidence
and abandon my enquiry, sir?
Because if so, I think
I'd like that in writing.
Just walk quietly, George.
If you think this has got the
makings of a scandal,
I need you to tell me.
Then we can decide how we're
going to proceed.
Cover it up, you mean?
I mean, do your job, man. And shove
it up the chain of command.
And any requests for military
interviews come to me, as requested.
Right...
Just to be clear, I've just
told your guvnor that no-one,
no-one speaks to the Army
without my say-so.
Do you understand? Yes, sir.
You?
Oh, aye, yeah. Crystal clear, sir.
So there's no misunderstandings.
Somebody's rattled his cage.
He's just making sure
we understand our orders.
So what's he after you doing,
marching up and down the corridor
out there is it?
No. Not yet.
Although he did mention a haircut.
Somebody at the MOD
doesn't like our investigation.
They want to hide something.
And my guess, it's Hopewood.
Who won't speak to us.
Scott Tanner might.
If there was something wrong,
you could have told me, you know.
I'd have come back.
Why did you do it, Scotty?
Why kill the bloke?
I don't know.
I don't remember.
Stefan's dead too.
But I didn't do that.
I swear, Mark.
He was my only friend.
Whatever they...
I was home, Scott.
Why didn't you talk to me?
You remember when we were kids?
I wanted to be just like you.
But I knew I wasn't.
Knew I embarrassed you.
Other kids would pick on me
and you'd batter them for it.
But after,
I'd see the look in your eye.
I knew what you thought.
No. You were my little brother.
That's all that ever was.
I wanted to make you proud.
That's why I signed up.
And I liked the Army.
Till Hopewood.
What is that?
Is that why this happened?
Is that why this happened?
Stay in the car.
He's not your biggest fan.
I don't see why that's my fault.
What are you doing here?
Come to get your confession signed,
wrap it all up,
lock my brother away for ever?
I know there's something else
going on, Mark.
From when Scott was still
serving in the Army.
"Serving." Aye, we served. Follow
your orders. No questions asked.
Whatever they had you do, eh,
Mr Gently...
We used to be the good guys,
it's what I always thought.
It's why I signed up.
So what changed?
My eyes were opened.
You think the Americans had a
monopoly
on baby-killing and massacres?
I was in Kenya.
And we did things there,
called it soldiering.
You tell men the enemy are less than
human, bad things happen.
I guess it's always been the way.
So what's this got to do
with your brother?
I never thought we'd do
it to our own.
That can't stand.
Then talk to me.
What are you going to do?
You're just the same as them,
you just wear a different uniform.
Come on, Colin.
Thank you.
How can anybody ever get
better in a place like this?
Is that the idea, Guv?
I thought it was to stop them
hurting other people.
It does say "criminally insane"
over the door, doesn't it?
Some of them don't
even know what they've done.
The world's not perfect, is it?
Bloody hell.
What have they given him?
Largactil.
You remember us, Scott?
Have you remembered anything else
since we last spoke?
I killed a man. I know that.
But I didn't remember doing it.
How is that? How could that happen?
Is it something to do with Hopewood?
I can't tell you. No.
Cos you signed the papers?
I've signed the papers too.
So has John.
Yes.
You did?
Yes. How else would
we know about Hopewood?
Why did they send you there?
I...
I volunteered. It was a...
..a day out.
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by Cream
♪ Feel when I dance with you
♪ We move like the sea
♪ You, you're all I want to know... ♪
It was fun. We were...
We were so high.
Keep it straight, keep it tight!
♪ I feel free
♪ I feel free
♪ I can walk down the street,
there's no-one there
♪ Though the pavements
are one huge crowd
♪ I can drive down the road,
my eyes don't see
♪ Though my mind
wants to cry out loud
♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪
♪..Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪
How old are you?
23. How old are you?
What drugs were you given?
I don't know.
We weren't told what or why.
That was part of the test.
We were free like,
to come and go as we pleased.
But um...
But then it changed.
Scott.
Changed how?
Men in black masks.
You only see their eyes and their
teeth. They were shouting at me.
You were given drugs and tortured?
And Dr Stefan Lesley was there?
Yes.
Why were you tortured, Scott?
Because I wouldn't tell.
They knew,
and they wanted me to admit it.
But I'm not weak.
I was a good soldier.
Yes, good lad.
What happened in the steam room?
I was lonely.
And then I had blood on my
hands and I ran away.
What about Dr Lesley? No.
No, Stefan was my friend.
When they threw me out,
he came to me.
He told me it wasn't my fault.
They pushed us too far.
And now there's no way back,
is there?
You heard him.
They volunteered for it.
They signed up for it. Oh, that
makes it all right, does it?
Well, the Army must have had
their reasons, sir,
or they wouldn't
have bothered, would they?
If the Commies are doing the same...
We have to do it as well. Of course.
It's all about the greater good,
isn't it?
It's just an excuse, John.
Guv, what's going on, huh?
What's this all about?
Guv, Tanner volunteered
and Stefan Lesley killed himself
because maybe he felt guilty,
I don't know.
But it's not a crime. It's not...
Are you saying what happened to
that boy wasn't a crime?
No. It's not one for us
to investigate, sir.
That's down to his brief and
the courts. All right?
Get in the car. Guv!
Are you all right, pet?
What have you got there, is
it your homework, is it?
No. It's the pathology
report on Stefan Lesley.
Right. Go on, then, is it suicide?
He was murdered. You're joking?!
He died of a broken neck.
But before the rope went near him.
He was right, wasn't he?
He was right all along.
I hate it when he's right.
He's going to be all magnanimous an'
all, which makes it even worse.
Right. OK. Come on then.
I suppose you want to watch me
eating humble pie?
Sir.
You were right. I take it all back.
Well, well, well.
You weren't to know, were you?
Question is, who and why?
Well, I reckon Mark Tanner's
capable of snapping a few necks.
Indeed he is.
Why would he kill Lesley now?
And what about those
medical records?
All right, maybe...
Yeah, listen. Maybe...
Maybe Scott tells Mark ages
ago what happened.
And then when Scott snaps, goes
mental and kills Leonard Price,
Mark blames and goes after the people
that messed with his head.
It's just simple revenge, isn't it?
Strong motive that.
Yes, it is.
But why would Mark take
the medical records?
Somebody at Hopewood knows
what happened.
You want to go and see that scary
woman again, don't you?
Yes. We could take her out to tea.
That's a good idea, yes.
Because the last person
she had a drink with
ended up with their neck snapped.
Should I call the ACC's office, sir,
and put a request in.
What for?
Well, for an interview.
ACC Hale said that we...
Forget about Hale.
With all respect, sir. It's easy for
you to say, sir, but I...
Rachel, this isn't a discussion.
She is right, Guv.
But then, you don't care, do you?
I care about catching a killer.
Nothing else.
Certainly not about helping them
to cover it up.
Don't worry about it.
This conversation never happened,
all right?
As far as you're concerned.
Which conversation?
Exactly. Listen. Do me a favour.
Get a uniform to get Mark
Tanner here, right?
I still think he's the killer.
I don't appreciate being coerced,
Mr Gently.
Is that what you think this is?
You told the sentry you'd arrest me
the minute I left the facility
if I didn't speak to you.
You're a civilian.
That would be my right.
I've informed my employers
at the MOD. That is my right.
I know about the psychological
warfare tests
carried out on Scott Tanner
and others.
And I know about the torture
and the beatings.
You find that funny?
I find it amusing that you take
the ravings of a lunatic as fact.
There were no beatings or torture.
We conducted clinical trials under
controlled conditions.
Yes, they were secret tests.
But the soldiers signed
on the bottom line, volunteered
and were well looked after.
That was Lesley's responsibility -
to devise the tests
and monitor their mental well-being.
Stefan Lesley was murdered.
You look a little emotional
there, Doctor.
Someone broke his neck and dressed
it up to look like suicide.
Have you any notion who would
do that? Or why?
None.
Stefan Lesley rewrote his will -
left everything to your test
subjects. Why would he do that?
I don't do supposition, Mr Gently.
Oh, I do.
Guilt. Because of what he
was party to here.
Scott Tanner says he
was given massive doses of drugs,
and then beaten and tortured.
And you were there.
You have to understand.
We know the Soviets and the Chinese
are running similar tests.
So we drop to their level?
I had a job to do.
It was your job to drive
Scott Tanner insane?
Scott Tanner was mentally unstable
when he walked through the door.
Weak. We learned that quickly.
The brutal truth
is that this fact made him
the most useful subject,
the most susceptible.
To what?
LSD primarily. Also BZ, THC and PCP.
Gentlemen, what Scott Tanner has
described to you
are his hallucinations,
not what really happened to him.
I'm breaking protocol doing this,
but I'm going to show you something.
And then perhaps you'll concentrate
your enquiries elsewhere.
This is classified film showing
tests we conducted at Hopewood.
'October 1967.'
The idea was to drop LSD on
enemy formations,
rendering them unable to fight.
'The first doses were administered
at 11.00 hours.'
'The enemy target is over there.
'Remember what we're
doing here, lads.
'Remember why we're here. Keep it
tight over there, come here.'
'At 11.45 the first effects
became apparent.
'The test subjects began to lose
co-ordination
'and concentration on the
task at hand.
'The subjects stopped taking orders
and became disorientated.'
As you can see,
it was hardly torture.
'Subject seven became increasingly
paranoid and fearful
'and was removed from the
test arena.'
Were these the only tests you
conducted on Scott Tanner?
And tests to see if
the drugs aided in interrogation.
We were looking for a truth serum.
'Can you tell me
a little bit about your family.'
'The subjects were asked a
series of questions.'
'I've a brother.'
The idea was to take men
we knew had a secret and see
if we could get them to divulge it
under the influence of the drugs.
Did it work?
No. The drugs proved a blunt
instrument. Too wayward.
So you tortured them instead?
As I said, Mr Gently,
Scott Tanner's persecution exists
entirely in his own mind.
Can you go back to the beginning?
What are the soldiers' names?
Tanner, Fuller, Wells, Gartwood,
Bruce and Johnson.
Thank you.
Your former colleague is dead, Dr
Bing, because of what occurred here.
Your life could be in danger.
From who?
Scott Tanner's got a brother.
He's ex-special forces
and we don't know where he is.
He may be looking to seek
revenge on those people that he
thinks are responsible.
What do you suggest I do?
With your permission, I'd like to
send officers to escort you
home and remain with you.
You really think that's necessary?
I would hate to be standing over
another body with a broken neck.
You're very persuasive. Yeah.
No sign of Mark Tanner at home.
They don't know where he is.
Our question is,
will he go after Dr Bing?
If it's him.
Well. Who else is it, sir?
And why protect her if it isn't?
So we know exactly where she is if
I need to speak to her again.
Off MOD land.
Have a look at this.
Guv, I'm on my break now!
Go on. Just have a look.
Darwin told me that Tony Johnson
died at Seaham barracks
on manoeuvres.
There's the report signed by him.
So what's the date of death?
14th October 1967.
14th October 1967.
And the Hopewood film that we saw
is also the 14th October 1967.
How could he be dying at Seaham
if he was taking LSD at Hopewood?
Darwin lied to us
and the film proves it.
Guv, why would he lie?
These tests are public knowledge
nowadays, aren't they?
They're all above board,
they're all sanctioned.
John, John, John...
Tony Johnson died at Hopewood
because of the tests.
You know yourself that
the greater good
and personal interest often
become the same thing.
And Darwin's up for promotion.
Why is this getting under
your skin so much?
Shut the door.
That funeral I went to. Archie
Leeson. A man who saved my life...
We got pinned down by a sniper -
this is up in a bell tower -
and he killed three of our platoon
before he finally ran
out of ammo and surrendered.
Waved a white flag.
So down he comes,
and he's just a boy.
17 or 18,
his uniform didn't even fit him.
He's got a little white flower in
his lapel. Prisoner of War.
But men had died and Archie lost it.
Others joined in,
and they beat that boy to death.
And you?
No.
No.
And when they had finished,
the men were
looking at each other,
horrified at what they had done.
But it was murder, pure and simple.
Well, he was the enemy,
wasn't he, sir?
Yes, he was. But he'd surrendered.
It made us no different from
the Nazis, it's what they did.
And I knew I should have reported
it, but my lieutenant,
Lieutenant Phillips, said no.
And I went along with him.
Because I told myself that these
were men I'd been fighting with
for months,
it was my officer's job not mine.
What did one enemy boy
matter against everyone else?
And it was wrong.
I let it pass and it was wrong.
It's not your responsibility.
Edmund Burke said that
for evil to flourish,
it's only necessary for good
men to do nothing.
Which is what I did.
And I carry that guilt with me.
Do you know what, sir?
So much suddenly
makes sense about you.
So...what now?
Detective Chief Inspector Gently?
Yes. Yes, thank
you for speaking with me, sir.
Well, I haven't
heard of you in 20-odd years
and now twice in a week.
Well, I'm conducting a
murder enquiry.
It has a military connection.
There are channels for this
sort of thing, Gently.
And they've been closed.
No-one is talking.
A man has been murdered,
and someone wants to cover it up.
Does that sound
familiar to you, Brigadier?
What do you want?
Service record of a
Lt Colonel James Darwin,
currently at Seaham barracks.
If I go down channels,
they'll just close me down.
You want me to put a fellow
officer in the frame for murder?
If he's guilty.
You two. Out of the car now. NOW!
Sir, please calm down.
Move it. Shut up.
You try anything and I'll shoot
you down and take her anyway.
Now, back away.
Up the road, all the way. Run!
Can you drive? Yes.
Right, well, get out of the car.
Stay there!
You try anything and I'll put
a bullet in your leg. Shut the door.
Stay there. Don't move!
Drive. Drive!
Sir. Sir! Somebody just kidnapped
Dr Bing at gunpoint. Where?
Outside Hopewood.
Sounds like Mark Tanner.
He took the squad car with
her in it.
We should try his flat, sir.
Right. Nobody is to approach him
without my say-so.
Check Dr Bing's house
and the Tanner apartment first.
OK, sir.
Sir! There's a call for you.
A Brigadier Phillips.
No. We haven't got time for that.
Sir, come on.
No. Carry on.
We haven't got time, sir.
It's all right.
Wait for me in the car.
A man died in this room because of
what you did to my brother.
Please, I don't know anything...
No more lies!
I'm going to ask questions, you're
going to answer them.
Just like Scotty.
I'm a woman.
You think that
I haven't killed women before?
Now there's nothing that I haven't
done for Queen and Country.
That's one thing that me
and you have got in common.
Guv, the car's been spotted
outside Lesley's.
Go! Go!
It's all right. You can leave.
It's all right.
Are you all right? Yes.
You sure?
It was Mark Tanner, wasn't it?
Wasn't it? Yes.
Thank you.
Who's he really after?
You know what I'm talking
about, don't you?
I can make a very good
case for you being
involved in the murder
of Stefan Lesley.
I had nothing to do with it.
No. But you know who did, don't you?
What do you mean?
He didn't kill Stefan Lesley.
He wants to find his killer,
same as we do.
Now...
What happened at Hopewood?
It was Darwin.
He went too far.
Tell me what you are!
Tell me!
Tell me, or he dies.
Yes.
What are you?
I'm...I'm queer.
All this because
they were homosexual?
No! That was irrelevant to us.
But not to them.
It was the secret they were keeping.
It was a test.
It was just meant to be a test.
But Darwin wouldn't stop
until he broke those boys.
He was way beyond his orders. He
knew it meant the end of his career.
And yours. You kept quiet.
Well, what would speaking out
have achieved?!
Hmm? Stefan was looking
after Scott. He...
He'd convinced him that it
was a hallucination.
That it hadn't really happened.
And the memory came back
and he killed somebody
and you still kept quiet.
Stefan came to see me in a panic.
He was going to ruin all our lives.
Another innocent man,
because we stood by and did nothing.
Fine. You're right.
But we can't change that now.
But we can help Scott Tanner!
How?
By showing it wasn't his fault.
By telling the world what
we did to him.
No-one will ever believe you.
You can't prove anything.
I've got copies of the films,
Jennifer. They show everything.
It's enough to condemn us all.
And you warned Darwin that
Stefan was having
an attack of conscience and was
going to make these films public?
Yes. But he told me
that Stefan had seen reason.
That he was going to hand
these films back.
I never thought that...
Did you tell Mark Tanner this?
He was going to kill me.
Where did Tanner go to?
He made me call Darwin, said
I had to meet him at Hopewood.
I want a written statement
out of you. And I want those films.
That's Lesley's car. Stop!
Guv. Guv!
Move. Move now!
Now get up on your feet.
On your feet and look at me.
Mark! Put it down, mate. Or what?
What? You're going to
set your dog on me again, are you?
Now do us all a favour
and walk away.
Gently, this man is insane.
Do you know what
he did to my brother?
Yes.
Then he deserves to die.
Get back, you!
Mark! Mark! I won't tell you again.
Mark! And what about your
brother then?
He's locked up. I can't help him
now. Except like this.
Some justice.
What? And then I lock you
up for the rest of your life?
It'd be worth it.
No. No. Mark, he'll only get
charged with manslaughter.
Diminished responsibility.
He'll be out
while he's still a young man.
And then you can be there for him.
You do this. You're going to
be leaving him on his own again.
Now, step aside.
Gently, step aside.
I can't do it, Mark.
He's got to pay!
He will. I promise.
Scott'll definitely get out?
Absolutely, yes.
You know I've got to arrest you,
Mark, for what you've done?
Aye. Yes. Go on, then.
'What are you going to do? Are
you going to cry, eh?
'Are you going to cry? Filthy pig.
'Stop this, please.
Please, it's too much.'
'Take him out.'
Sit down there, Colonel.
Thank you, Constable.
'Tell me what you are! Tell me!'
'Tell me, or he dies.
'What are you?!'
'I'm...I'm queer.'
'Both of you?'
'Turn that off. Turn that off now.'
You tortured those boys
because of what they were.
I didn't care what they were.
I just wanted to see what it took
to make them admit it.
It was Lesley's own theory -
the bigger the secret,
the better the test.
They just wanted to be soldiers.
And they knew that admitting it
would end their careers.
And you destroyed them for that.
What war has ever been
won by staying within the lines?
We are faced with an enemy who
knows no boundaries.
So yes, if some savage cuts
the head off one of mine,
I will cut off three of theirs.
And his balls too. That is war.
Yes, but maybe your superiors
wouldn't see it that way.
Nothing they could admit to.
The public would get
squeamish at the necessities
enacted in their name.
You lied about Tony Johnson's
death and covered it up.
And you told me that you didn't know
Dr Stefan Lesley, and yet you
were the commanding officer
at Hopewood when he was there.
A lie I was forced to tell.
Need to know and all that.
Really this is just... Yes. Yes.
Yes. Now you thought you'd gotten
a way with it, hadn't you?
Hadn't you?
Until Dr Bing telephoned you to tell
you that Stefan Lesley
was going to tell tales.
I wanted to save
Stefan from himself.
Right. So you did go and see him?
I admit to seeing him. No more.
You killed Stefan Lesley
to shut him up.
You think this will ever see
the inside of a courtroom?
You actually think they're going
to let you do this?
Oh, Gently, you are an idealist.
I pity you, man.
Guv. Guv!
Hey, Guv!
See...
We're all savages in the end.
I've got the films, Darwin.
Jennifer Bing gave us
everything to save her own skin.
You are going to be tried
and convicted for the murder
of Dr Stefan Lesley.
I dare you.
Howay then.
Sir.
Right. Where is he?
No idea, sir.
What is the bloody meaning of that?
That's a good result that, isn't it?
That's a disaster, you idiot.
Who called the papers?
I told him!
I told him to tell me first,
so we can manage it.
And I was stupid enough to
think that he would.
Who, sir?
You tell Gently I want him.
The moment he arrives, right?
Right-o.
Gently. Here we are again.
Thank you for coming.
I see you got your man.
Hell of a stink
you've created up there.
Darwin seems to be a monster.
So, well done,
for bringing him to justice.
Why did you want to see me?
I wanted to tell you to your face.
Tell me what?
I'm going to file a report.
Against Archie Leeson
and the others. For the boy.
What good does it do now?
Who can it possibly serve?
Just me, really.
It's never too late to admit guilt.
You and I weren't
guilty of anything.
We ignored a murder.
We should be better than that.
We have to have honour.
Without it we're just...animals.
I've tried so
hard to be good ever since,
but nothing really fills
the hole, does it?
No. It doesn't.
All right. File the report.
List me as a witness.
the dead.
Christ the first fruits,
afterward they that are Christ's at
His coming.
For He must reign till He hath put
all enemies under His feet.
The last enemy that shall be
destroyed is death.
Hi, Daniel. You're looking well.
♪ Potatoes, whole potatoes pied
♪ Enjoy them all especially chips
♪ Remember, spuds don't come in
ships! ♪
Gently?
How do you do? I thought it was you,
Sergeant.
Detective Chief Inspector these
days.
Oh, so you've swapped one uniform
for another? Unlike myself.
So I see, Brigadier Phillips.
I'm fighting an impulse to salute.
Seems a long time since you and
Archie and the rest
dragged a wet-behind-the-ears
lieutenant through Italy. Oh, yeah.
So you'd kept in touch? No, not
really, but you turn up, don't you?
Archie was a warrior. Saved my life
more than once. Mine, too.
He was a good man. A good soldier.
Was he?
It was 26 years ago, Sergeant.
George.
My name is George.
Or Detective Chief Inspector if you
prefer rank.
Bad form to rake over the coals.
It was war. I remember.
We may have got our hands dirty now
and then,
but we were bloody heroes and I
don't mind saying it.
We've nothing to feel guilty
about, George.
Morning.
I didn't get back till one this
morning. This better be good, John.
Or bad, if you see what I mean.
How was the funeral?
Well, the dancing girls were a
particular highlight.
It was a funeral, John.
I was trying to say, sir, in a
roundabout way, are you all right?
Was it someone close? Old army
comrade.
Thank you for your concern, I
appreciate it. What have we got?
This way.
Place was pretty full last night,
apparently, maybe about 20 patrons.
Something like that.
And how does this work? Is there a
membership or...?
No. No, you pay on entry. There's an
old fella that you give money to.
Thanks. Gives you a towel and a
locker key
and at the end of the night, turns
everything off,
he locks up and he goes home.
Bloody hand print there. It's not
going to test our talents much this
one, sir.
There's another smear here, look.
Now, we've got a witness, a man
called Francis Walsh
who says that this fella who's the
victim,
this is Leonard Price...
he approached another fella who went
crazy and...smashed him up.
No-one intervened?
Well, the witness got a smack in the
face for the pleasure.
And the rest of them just ran out
screaming.
They're not renowned for their
bravery, are they, sir?
Who? You know, this lot.
Poofters.
You're jumping to conclusions, John.
There was no provocation? None I
could see.
Leonard just went over to the lad
and he went crazy.
He was like a wild animal.
Then what happened? I tried to pull
him away and I got this.
People'll think I've gone all rough
trade.
Mr Walsh, were you the only other
person in here?
Nah.
Everyone else left in a hurry.
No-one helped you?
It all happened so fast.
And let's be honest,
there's plenty of men in here
wouldn't want their presence to
become common knowledge,
never mind talk to yous.
But you stayed?
Leonard was me friend.
And I don't care who knows what I
am. So you are a...
You know...a practising homosexual?
I'm well beyond practising,
Sergeant.
But only with consenting adults
in the privacy of me own home as
allowed by the law.
Yeah, yeah. Did you recognise
Leonard's attacker?
I've never seen him before. He just
went insane.
He ran out of here still wearing his
towel.
His stuff's still in his locker.
Right. And that, please.
Up there, sir.
If only they all left their ID at the
crime scene, we'd be home by dinner
time every day.
And then what would you do with
yourself?
Plenty, guv, plenty.
Could take up a hobby. Such as?
I don't know, life drawing
maybe...with naked ladies.
Something sensitive and artistic.
Because you're well known for your
artistic temperament and sensitive
approach.
You heard Walsh, Scott Tanner went
mad.
Better to be safe than sorry this.
Hello, pet. We were just
wondering...
Losing your touch there. I prefer
'em with teeth.
You've got the weapon. Right, fine.
Right.
No-one here, sir.
Have a look round.
And who the bloody hell are you?
And why are you in my flat?
I'm a police officer.
Thought you looked a bit smart for a
burglar.
Back off!
You come at me with that and I'll
wrap it round your head.
Is that your dog?
And my bite's worse than my bark,
believe me. You back off.
John. I'll not tell you again. John!
What's this about? Are you Scott
Tanner? That's me little brother.
Why?
I'm DCI Gently, that's DS Bacchus.
We're investigating a murder and
your brother's a suspect.
What, you think Scotty...?
Nah. He wouldn't know where to
start.
So that's not him in army uniform
holding a gun? Aye, it is.
And there's a reason that he's
not a soldier any more.
Scotty's soft, should never have
signed up.
Who is it he's supposed to have
murdered?
Where were you last night? Enjoying a
bit of R&R.
Right. Where?
Mostly with a fine young lady by the
name of Gwendoline.
Though I suspect that ain't her real
name, if you know what I mean?
When did you last see Scott?
Yesterday afternoon.
Guv...the bedroom was packed in a
hurry.
Do you mind if we have a look?
Half his stuff's gone. Clothes,
old kit bag...
boots, fatigues.
No, you must have this wrong.
I'm telling you the lad was scared
of his own shadow half the time.
Any idea where he might have run to?
I've only been back four days,
first time in 15 months.
Due to leave again in three. Flying
visit. You in the army?
Not since '63. What do you do now?
Same as I always did, only I get
paid better.
Oh, you're a mercenary?
Ugly word that, Mr Gently.
I'll need a recent photograph of
your brother. Guv! What?
It was in the bathroom.
Is your brother homosexual?
Hey! Put it down!
Put it down or I'll arrest you for
assault!
I don't like you much.
You pull another stunt like that and
we'll continue this elsewhere.
Look...I don't know where Scott is.
I don't know why he'd have killed a
fella
and I don't know what he's talking
about neither.
So you weren't very close then? Did
I say that?
But I've barely seen Scott for three
years.
He was still serving the last time I
was home.
Followed in your footsteps. And our
dad's before that.
I don't know what was going on with
him.
Who does then?
You want to know about Scott,
you go and see that doctor of
his...the head shrinker.
I'll need a name.
And we're going to need the address
of this Gwendoline.
Oh, aye?
She's a strong woman, I'm not sure
you'll be man enough for her.
Think you're funny you, don't you?
Photo.
If you find him...don't hurt him.
You've got this wrong,
I promise you.
So, I'm having a photograph printed
now and a copy'll be given to every
officer on patrol.
And we're calling in other shifts
early as well to do house to house.
Good.
The radio and even the telly are
going to do an appeal for
information, sir.
Did you remember? No-one's going to
approach him. The word "dangerous"
was mentioned several times.
Very good. All right, here we are.
There's no obvious connections
between Leonard Price and Scott
Tanner. OK?
It says here that he was a regular at
the Turkish baths.
He was well known, he was well liked.
And he was an accountant at a local
firm in Durham,
but none of his colleagues realised
that he batted for the other side.
He is still dead, you know?
Whatever his...affiliations, I mean,
he's still a victim, a person.
Here we go. You going to start
burning your bras, are we?
I tell you what I'll do, Rachel.
I'll go and organise a little
march for you. How about that?
No. All I'm saying is that somebody
shouldn't have to die just
cos they're different.
Did I say that? Hm? Did I say that?
No, I didn't. So don't put words
into my mouth, pet. All right.
Maybe he did get killed
because he's different.
But I did not say that.
All right, all right, all right.
Murder's murder.
We don't know why he died yet,
do we?
Anybody managed to
track down Gwendoline?
Oh, yes. Real name is Hettie Blake.
Confirmed that Mark Tanner
did spend the night with her till
early morning.
He tips well apparently
and is a very vigorous man.
Well, good. Keep looking
into Leonard Price,
see if there is any connection
to Scott Tanner.
Come on. Where are we going?
To see Scott Tanner's psychiatrist.
Must be plenty of money in listening
to folk sit and whinge all day.
I should get a bonus, then,
shouldn't I, working with you.
That's not very nice, is it, sir?
Dr Stefan Lesley? Yes.
I'm DCI Gently, this is DS Bacchus.
May we come in, please?
May I ask what it's regarding?
Yes. It's about one
of your patients. Scott Tanner.
Please. Thank you.
It's a nice part of town,
this, isn't it?
Yes. My father bought this place
years ago. I love it.
I bet.
Just live in a top floor flat, me.
I'm sure it's got damp.
Scott Tanner is a fugitive
and a suspect in a murder enquiry.
Scott killed someone? Yes.
He went...
crackers in a Turkish bath
and he beat a man to death.
That clearly surprises you.
Well, Scott always seemed
like such a gentle young man.
But troubled, otherwise
he wouldn't need a psychiatrist.
What were you treating him for?
I mean,
was there a specific condition?
Scott was referred to me after
a medical discharge from the Army.
By whom? The MOD.
Was that usual?
For the Army to pay
for an ex-soldier's care?
I don't know, Mr Gently. I'm sorry,
is that the correct form of...?
Yes. That's fine, thank you.
I don't know.
I've had no other dealings with
the military so I couldn't say.
Your help looks expensive.
Yes, well,
my father came from money.
He was a very eminent
psychiatrist and researcher.
Followed in his footsteps, did you?
Or, rather, walked in his shadow.
Would you like some water?
No, thank you.
Scott was a patient of mine.
I'd like to help you, of course,
but, as I'm sure you'll understand,
our sessions were
completely confidential.
He's a fugitive, Doctor. And I don't
want anybody else to be hurt.
Do you? So, if you could,
would you please tell us
why you think Scott
might do something like this?
You say he attacked someone
completely unprovoked?
Apparently, yes.
Scott was exhibiting
symptoms of schizophrenia.
The onset of which often occurs
in men in their early 20s.
He MAY have had
a psychotic episode.
Could you elaborate on that for us?
Well, schizophrenics often
experience bouts of extreme
paranoia, delusions,
even hallucinations.
Had Scott had these episodes before?
Not to my knowledge.
Was he on anti-psychotic medication?
I'm afraid that's confidential,
Mr Gently.
Was Scott Tanner a homosexual?
That's also confidential.
Because the murder
occurred in a Turkish baths
frequented by such men.
Could an unwelcome
approach from another man
set off one of these psychotic
episodes in Scott?
Or maybe he had
a grudge against them
and went there specifically to attack
these men? What do you think?
You're asking me to speculate?
All right. Have you any idea
where Scott could have gone to?
No.
I'm going to need to see
his medical records, doctor.
I don't feel comfortable with that.
Well, I could go to a judge and ask
him to order you to hand them over.
At which point, I'll be more than
happy to comply. But not before.
Very well. If he should
contact you or turns up here,
if you wouldn't mind...? Of course.
I'll call you immediately.
So, if my dad had been
a psychiatrist,
I'd get to live in a big
house like this would I, huh?
Talk bollocks all day?
Don't worry, John.
You're halfway there.
Ha! Ha! Can't be good
for his reputation, though, can it?
Doing what he does and one
of your clients tops somebody.
He knows more than he's saying.
So, we are going to the judge
for the medical records, are we?
Yes, we are.
Won't change the fact Tanner did it.
Have you seen this person?
Right...turn!
Squad...halt!
About...turn!
By the right, quick march!
How does marching up and down
like that all day
make you any better at fighting?
It promotes discipline and teamwork.
You could play football for that.
Discipline is the foundation
that the Army's based on.
You, you maggot,
get down and give me ten! Go!
It saves lives, John. And it
builds character for later life.
Made you the man you are today,
did it?
In more ways than you could
possibly know, John.
I'm not sure you're such
a great advert, sir.
Do you miss it?
Yes, I do. Some of it.
Course, it's like
any other institution.
It's only as good
as the people in it.
See, I can't imagine you ever
letting anybody tell you what to do.
It's different in a war.
This'll be our lift.
Ah, Detective Chief Inspector Gently
and Sergeant Bacchus, is it?
That's right. Sorry to drag you
all the way up here,
but I was keen to run the rule
over this mob. How can I help?
We're investigating a murder.
The suspect is a former
Seaham soldier, Scott Tanner.
Whoever called gave me his name.
I have 600 men under me here,
Gently.
I can't say I know them all
personally. But I did look him up.
I appreciate that, Colonel.
He was discharged on medical
grounds 12 months ago.
Could you be more specific?
Mental instability.
Our job here is to turn boys into
men, and men into soldiers.
Sometimes that isn't possible.
For want of a better word,
Scott Tanner was weak.
And an army is only as strong
as its weakest link.
Have you ever served? Me? Nah.
I'd have guessed not,
length of that hair.
Oh, right. An obvious indicator of
character, is it?
You'd be surprised. You?
Yes. Well, then you know what I'm
talking about.
You have to be able to rely on the
man next to you.
Your life is in his hands, and his
in yours. Correct? Very much so.
I wouldn't have wanted Scott Tanner
standing next to me.
Was Scott Tanner a homosexual?
Homosexuals are not permitted to
join the British Army, Sergeant.
Is that why he left? Was I not clear?
He left on medical grounds.
Do you have any idea what his
subsequent medical treatment was?
I haven't thought about him since
he left my command. Ask the MOD.
He is a fugitive.
And he might turn up here to try and
contact some of his former comrades.
And if he does I'll let you know.
And we'll hold on to him for you.
Thank you.
Tanner can't have just
vanished into thin air, sir.
He's a trained soldier,
don't forget.
Yeah. But a crap one, apparently.
It doesn't make any difference.
He still knows how to hide
and live off the land, doesn't he?
What are these medical records
going to tell us
that we don't already know, sir?
Why would he make us wait
until we got a search warrant?
He's hiding something.
He's not answering the door, either.
Oh! He's hanged
himself! John, get out the way.
Guv! Guv! The window's open.
He's been dead for a while.
Stone-cold. Oh, God...
I want to know why.
I don't like coincidences, John.
And when we came here yesterday,
he didn't seem like a man
unhappy in his life. Taylor, it's
me. Get the police surgeon, will you?
Just do it, man.
No Scott Tanner file in here.
You know what?
Get some officers in.
I want all this paperwork
gone through, the whole lot.
You think somebody else
is involved, don't you? Maybe.
All right, mate?
Dad! Dad! It's him.
Stop where you are, son!
Stop!
Stay there, son. Stay there.
I want you to tell me if this is the
man that killed Leonard Price, OK?
Aye. That's him.
Good.
We have your wallet.
We have your clothes.
We know you were at
the Turkish bath.
So, what happened?
I don't know.
You know you went there?
Yeah?
So, why don't you know?
I don't remember.
That's convenient, isn't it?
Do you know Leonard Price?
No.
Do you remember
attacking Leonard Price?
No.
So, why did you go home and pack,
why did you run?
I was frightened.
Of getting caught?
I didn't know why.
I don't remember going there.
But you knew something was wrong?
Yes? Something you done?
So, what had you done?
Right, I'm going to jog your memory.
You ready?
You went to the Turkish baths
looking for a bit of how's your
father, didn't you? Look at me.
You changed your mind,
you killed a bloke, and you ran away.
Does that...does that help you?
Blood on my hand...
Yeah, I'll say. You killed
Leonard Price, didn't you?
Didn't you?
We've got a witness
who saw you do it.
Please I... I need my doctor.
Stefan Lesley.
We've already spoken
to Dr Lesley, Scott.
And? Yesterday.
When did you last see him?
Last week. Wednesday.
I see him every Wednesday.
Not today? No.
If you needed Dr Lesley, why didn't
you go and talk to him?
He could have helped you
cos he knows about your illness.
My illness? Yes.
Please. Can I see him?
Please, can I see him?
No.
Please. He'll help me understand.
He's not going to help you
understand, is he? Because he's dead.
Stefan...? Uh-huh.
Sit down. No. No, he can't be...
Did you kill him, Scott?
Hm. Did you?
No, he can't be. No, he can't be!
He knows.
He knows.
What does he know, Scott?
What does he know?
I'll charge him
with Leonard Price's murder, right?
Yeah. He's not fit to plead yet.
So get him to High Park Hospital
to be assessed.
Right. And then can we go to the pub,
yeah? What for?
Celebrate a good result.
A job well done, that.
Look at all this paperwork.
Must be like Christmas for you.
Leave it, man. Eh? Shame we've got
a result before you manage to finish
this lot, ain't it?
Not so fast, John.
Guv, Tanner flipped out
and killed Price.
And now he's either genuinely
blanking it from his memory
or he's pretending.
Either way, our job is done.
And what about Stefan Lesley?
Well, the door was locked,
wasn't it?
There was no sign of forced entry,
and there was no evidence
of anything except suicide.
The day after his patient
commits a murder
he can't remember anything about?
That doesn't bother you at all?
Guv, right.
He screwed up with Tanner,
felt all remorseful
and topped himself.
I don't know, why does anybody
ever kill themselves?
It never makes any sense, does it?
And it's not our job to
make sense of it. Oh, John...
You just don't want
to get a round in.
It's a suspicious death.
Related to a murder and our suspect.
That's very much our purview, John.
Right now, we've only got
Stefan Lesley's word for it
that Scott Tanner is schizophrenic.
Well, he seemed pretty
schizophrenic to me.
Pardon me if I don't accept your
expert medical opinion, Dr Freud.
But when I asked
Scott Tanner about his illness,
he just looked confused.
Didn't know what the hell
I was talking about. No-no-no.
There's too many unanswered
questions about this for me
to file it away. Right.
Have you got Scott Tanner's medical
records in that lot?
No. They're definitely missing, sir.
Medical, legal and personal.
I'm in the process of date ordering
and alphabetising where appropriate,
and I'm investigating other
lines of enquiries.
Did people used to chuck things at
you when you were in school?
No.
Sir, I thought you might
be interested in this as well.
It's Stefan Lesley's will.
This makes very interesting reading.
Rachel, please don't encourage him.
Look at this.
We knew he was wealthy.
But he's very, very wealthy
according to that.
And Scott Tanner's a beneficiary.
One of six.
So, what if one of the other five
read about Scott Tanner
in the newspaper,
and saw an opportunity?
Faked Stefan Lesley's suicide,
and inherits.
Well, yes, that's a motive.
Yes, it is.
Yes, but you're assuming that the
killer knows about Tanner's
relationship with Stefan.
It's a bit of a stretch that, sir.
Yes, it is.
Rachel, get me the details
and addresses of the
other beneficiaries, would you?
Yes, sir.
Where's Hopewood?
Scott! Scotty!
This man's under arrest. Mark!
Where are you taking him? Taylor.
Oi! Let go of him.
Calm down. Calm down.
In the van.
Let me talk to him!
Where are you taking him?
Scott's been charged with murder.
Scotty?
I did it, Mark.
Hey. I thought he wasn't a killer?
Your brother's being taken
to High Park Mental Institution
for assessment.
Mental hospital?
Did Scott ever write to you?
Did he ever talk to you about
why he left the Army?
Once. Just said he'd had enough.
I wasn't surprised.
He was medically discharged.
Mental instability.
Didn't notice any change in him?
Dear me, some big brother you are.
What did you do that for?
Bit off the beaten track this,
isn't it?
Police. I'd like to speak to
Dr Jennifer Bing, please.
I'll give her a call.
Or you could just let us through.
Not without an order.
We're the police, man.
Yes. I still need an order.
Bloody squaddies.
Come in.
Apparently this is something to do
with a murder enquiry?
Yes, I'm Detective... Oh, I'm sure
you are who you say you are.
The Army tend to be
very thorough on these things.
My time is tight, gentlemen...
Do you know a Dr Stefan Lesley? Yes.
When did you last see him?
Yesterday. I assume you know that
or you wouldn't be here.
It's just that you were his
last appointment
before he was found dead.
You don't seem surprised?
You told the sentry this was
a murder enquiry
and then you mention Stefan.
Ergo, he's either the victim or
the perpetrator.
Now I know which.
Someone's dead.
And you don't seem bothered.
I tend to keep my emotions in check.
Either that or you knew already.
Actually, it seems that Dr Lesley
committed suicide.
Then this isn't a murder enquiry?
Well, the man that committed the
murder, he's an ex-patient of his.
A man called Scott Tanner.
Means nothing to me.
We discussed this murder with
Dr Lesley. He visited you.
And soon after he was found dead.
Ergo, here we are.
Why was Dr Lesley here?
Cup of tea. A social catch up.
You were friends?
Former colleagues.
He used to work here.
Doing what?
No idea.
I don't run the place,
just work in my little corner.
Doing?
Can't tell you that.
Official Secrets Act.
What is this place?
This conversation is going to get
very repetitive, very fast,
and I don't have the time.
Stefan Lesley visited,
and then he left. Clearly.
I'm sorry to hear
he took his own life.
Though he was always a sensitive
and complicated man.
Who chose to spend his final
hours visiting you.
How did Stefan seem
when you saw him yesterday?
Fine.
Do you want me to lie to you?
He was clearly shaken by the news
about Scott Tanner.
Did he mention him to you?
No.
He just drove all the way up
here for a cup of tea?
Maybe he was looking for a warm
shoulder to cry on.
Have you finished?
This is a military facility?
No flies on you, I see.
But you're a civilian?
Contracted to the MOD, yes.
If you want to know any more,
then take it up with them.
The sentry will see you out.
She's a piece of work. Isn't she?
I found her strangely attractive.
Stefan Lesley denied all
knowledge of the military.
Now we know he
worked at an MOD facility.
I don't see what any of this has
got to do with us.
I think it's you who needs a hobby.
C'mon, man,
it's not the London Palladium...
Right, yeah.
So, there were six beneficiaries
of Stefan Lesley's will.
Scott Tanner, Edward Fuller, Larry
Wells, Peter Gartwood,
Lawrence Bruce
and a Mrs Edith Johnson.
All of the men
are serving or former soldiers.
I take it Mrs Edith Johnson isn't?
No. But her son Tony was.
He's deceased.
Deceased how?
Tony Johnson died in
military service.
And he served at Seaham Barracks
with Scott Tanner. A-ha!
It's all getting a bit less
stretchy by the minute, isn't it?
Well done, Rachel, can you get me
the current locations
of the others and then...?
Yes. Bruce and Gartwood are still
serving. Germany and Gibraltar.
And Mrs Edith Johnson is
54 and lives in Southampton.
And what about Wells and Fuller?
Wells is currently undergoing
treatment
at a mental facility in Leeds.
What's his condition?
Severe delirium tremens
caused by drugs and alcohol abuse.
And Edward Fuller now resides
in Newcastle.
That will was changed
in their favour a year ago.
But why, is the question.
Rachel? No? Dear me,
I'm a bit disappointed.
I'll go and see Fuller in Newcastle.
John, you go to Leeds and see Wells
and Lesley's solicitor.
Hang about!
You want me to go to a mental
asylum in Yorkshire? Why?
You're not going to need
a passport, you know. I know that.
I just don't know what it is exactly
I'm meant to be investigating.
Tanner's not a full shilling, right,
and neither is this Wells
fella, so what?
Sir, Scott Tanner has got no
outstanding prescriptions
for any medication with
any chemists in the Durham area.
For anything.
So, Stefan Lesley lied to us
about Scott Tanner's condition.
He told us he was schizophrenic.
Yeah.
And Stefan Lesley also said that the
symptoms develop as you get older.
So he should been on
neuroleptics to counter them.
And he wasn't, was he?
He joined the Army
and three years later
he comes out with mental problems.
Which makes me wonder, actually,
where Hopewood comes in.
So, go and see them.
And take Rachel with you. Why?
Do you want to go?
Uh-huh.
That's why. And she's earned it.
Don't think you're getting to drive.
♪ I can see for miles and miles
♪ And miles and miles
♪ And miles
♪ Oh, yeah
♪ If you think that I don't know
about the little tricks you play... ♪
Morning.
It's a wild goose chase this,
isn't it, huh?
I don't know why we're doing this,
we've already got the killer.
Driving all this way
cos the guv's got some
bloody bee in his bonnet
about the Army.
Isn't that the point,
to find out why?
Don't you start.
The only reason
we find out the why is
because it leads us to the who.
We've already got the who.
They're a good band.
Huh?
They're a good band.
Who?
The Who.
What?
It doesn't matter.
You like The Who?
I do.
There's hope for you yet.
Eddie Fuller? Aye.
Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. I'll do it.
Very funny, pal. Very funny.
All right.
Not a word, you.
First I'm hearing of it.
A man is dead, you certainly gain
a lot of money, Mr Fuller.
You think I killed him?
No. I'm not saying that.
But while we're talking about it,
where were you yesterday?
My grandfather is dying.
In the infirmary.
I was with him all day.
Getting my arse kicked at chess.
So, you've never heard of
Scott Tanner?
He was a soldier, like you.
You were never stationed at Seaham?
I wasn't some crap hat,
I was a Para.
You know what that means?
Oh, yes. You're not any more?
Bust me leg. Invalided out.
Were you ever
treated by Dr Stefan Lesley?
We had medicals all the time but
I never took name badges,
I just coughed
when they grabbed me balls.
What about Hopewood,
does that ring any bells?
I think we're done.
So you do know it? What is it?
I cannot talk about it.
Well, Dr Stefan Lesley worked there.
Is that why you were in his will?
I don't know owt about his will,
or why he's left me this money.
Well, just tell me about Hopewood.
I can't.
Look. All I ever wanted to do was
serve my country.
To make sure the next time we go to
war, we'll win that one and all.
I take my loyalties very seriously.
I signed the papers.
I know what's expected of me.
Let me do the talking.
You watch and learn.
I can't wait. Charlotte Tate?
You are the police officer?
That's right. Detective Sergeant
Bacchus, this is WPC Coles.
Hello, Miss Tate.
You're the one who rang?
I am, yes.
Aren't you a rarity, my dear.
They haven't chained you to the
tea urn and the biscuit tray.
You must be quite the forward
thinker, Sergeant.
That's me.
Sit. Please.
Thank you.
Now, we're enquiring
about a Dr Stefan Lesley.
I believe he was a client of yours?
One of many. Just one of many?
Really? How many of your other
clients killed themselves yesterday?
More than just a client, I think.
That was cruel,
Sergeant, and unnecessary.
Stefan committed suicide?
We think so. Any idea why?
No. You're sure?
He changed his will a year ago, left
his money to a bunch of squaddies.
Why would he do that?
I have no idea.
Really? You wrote the will.
Yes. He was very clear
in his wishes.
Not curious, given that you were
clearly a friend of his?
It's funny this case, really is.
Nobody seems to know
anything about anything, or anyone.
And I feel sorry for Stefan,
he's dead
and nobody seems to care or has
a clue about why he did it.
Either that or they're
scared to admit it.
Why did he leave his money to
those men, huh?
What harm can it do to tell me now?
I appreciate you've both
come a very long way
but I have nothing more to say.
Right.
Gently. Colonel.
I'll be putting
it all in a box soon.
I've been selected for promotion.
Finally made it to full Colonel.
Congratulations.
Well, it may sound arrogant,
but I believe I've earned it.
I see you fought against
the Mau Mau.
Mmm. Korea and Malaya too.
I've never shirked war, Mr Gently.
No matter how savage.
It is the crucible in which
character is forged. Please sit.
Thank you.
I'm intrigued as to why
you're back here.
I read that you got your man.
Well done.
I've linked another Seaham soldier
to my investigation.
A man named Tony Johnson.
Oh, I thought this was all
the Tanner boy gone mad?
What can you tell me about Johnson?
Different kettle of fish altogether.
I remember him well.
Hell of a recruit.
I was devastated to lose him.
How did he die?
It was a three day exercise.
A mock engagement.
Johnson went ahead of his unit,
he was desperate to win,
and he caught a live
round in the head.
It was a terrible accident. Mm.
I'd be happy to get you a copy of
the report if you wish? Thank you.
Corporal Anson!
Double time it down to Records.
I need the accident and death
paperwork for Private Tony Johnson.
Quick as you can, lad. Yes, sir.
To die on the battlefield
is one thing,
but to lose a man on exercise
is such a waste.
Is it a terrible thing for me
to say that I miss combat?
The exhilaration, the camaraderie.
The simple life-and-death honour
of it all.
There's no honour in war.
I know it's a reason that many men
go and fight them,
but it doesn't survive the reality.
You played your part
in the defeat of a great evil,
there's honour in that, surely?
You faced an implacable enemy and
now we face a greater one.
Communism is a many headed snake,
Mr Gently.
These people are godless monsters.
We cannot afford weakness if
we are to defeat it.
What can you tell me
about a place called Hopewood?
What of it?
It came up in my enquiries.
I know Hopewood's there but I
don't know what they do
and I wouldn't be able to
tell you if I did.
You know what the Army is like.
Yes, it's very good at keeping
secrets from those it defends.
The public wouldn't want
it any other way.
We man the barricades.
I assume you heard
about Dr Lesley's suicide?
Who? Dr Lesley, Scott Tanner's
psychiatrist.
I thought you might know him.
Why should I?
Suicide's a coward's way out.
I've never understood it myself.
Ah, good effort, Corporal.
Here's your report.
Good day, Detective Chief Inspector.
And good luck with your case.
Larry Wells was a lunatic, he really
was, he was bouncing off the walls.
You couldn't ask him anything.
I know. He was scary, wasn't he?
If you're not used to that kind
of thing, yes, I suppose.
Eddie Fuller clammed
up as soon as I mentioned Hopewood.
And he claimed he'd never
even met Lesley.
Do you know what, I would love
if somebody I didn't know
left me a stack of cash. Or somebody
I did know, come to mention it.
Any luck with that solicitor?
Same as you, really.
They got upset when we said Lesley
had died, but denied all knowledge.
I reckon she was
lying about something.
I'd agree, sir.
Evening, sir.
George. A private word, please?
Certainly.
Can I get you a scotch?
No, thank you.
What are you playing at with
the Army, George?
I thought you had a suspect in
custody for this murder?
I'm investigating two deaths.
The other one's a suicide,
I'm led to believe.
Why are you wasting time on that?
Have you come all the way down here
just to ask me that?
As the senior investigating
officer, I choose to.
How does the MOD fit in with that?
I don't know yet.
Well, I've had a call.
All requests for interviews with
military personnel
have to come from my office
and then go to a military liaison
officer who will "consider" them.
I see. Is this going to get
embarrassing, George? Who for?
For them. For us. The establishment.
Why don't you put it to bed, eh?
I mean, you've got a result.
There's no-one else asking
questions but you.
Are you ordering
me to ignore evidence
and abandon my enquiry, sir?
Because if so, I think
I'd like that in writing.
Just walk quietly, George.
If you think this has got the
makings of a scandal,
I need you to tell me.
Then we can decide how we're
going to proceed.
Cover it up, you mean?
I mean, do your job, man. And shove
it up the chain of command.
And any requests for military
interviews come to me, as requested.
Right...
Just to be clear, I've just
told your guvnor that no-one,
no-one speaks to the Army
without my say-so.
Do you understand? Yes, sir.
You?
Oh, aye, yeah. Crystal clear, sir.
So there's no misunderstandings.
Somebody's rattled his cage.
He's just making sure
we understand our orders.
So what's he after you doing,
marching up and down the corridor
out there is it?
No. Not yet.
Although he did mention a haircut.
Somebody at the MOD
doesn't like our investigation.
They want to hide something.
And my guess, it's Hopewood.
Who won't speak to us.
Scott Tanner might.
If there was something wrong,
you could have told me, you know.
I'd have come back.
Why did you do it, Scotty?
Why kill the bloke?
I don't know.
I don't remember.
Stefan's dead too.
But I didn't do that.
I swear, Mark.
He was my only friend.
Whatever they...
I was home, Scott.
Why didn't you talk to me?
You remember when we were kids?
I wanted to be just like you.
But I knew I wasn't.
Knew I embarrassed you.
Other kids would pick on me
and you'd batter them for it.
But after,
I'd see the look in your eye.
I knew what you thought.
No. You were my little brother.
That's all that ever was.
I wanted to make you proud.
That's why I signed up.
And I liked the Army.
Till Hopewood.
What is that?
Is that why this happened?
Is that why this happened?
Stay in the car.
He's not your biggest fan.
I don't see why that's my fault.
What are you doing here?
Come to get your confession signed,
wrap it all up,
lock my brother away for ever?
I know there's something else
going on, Mark.
From when Scott was still
serving in the Army.
"Serving." Aye, we served. Follow
your orders. No questions asked.
Whatever they had you do, eh,
Mr Gently...
We used to be the good guys,
it's what I always thought.
It's why I signed up.
So what changed?
My eyes were opened.
You think the Americans had a
monopoly
on baby-killing and massacres?
I was in Kenya.
And we did things there,
called it soldiering.
You tell men the enemy are less than
human, bad things happen.
I guess it's always been the way.
So what's this got to do
with your brother?
I never thought we'd do
it to our own.
That can't stand.
Then talk to me.
What are you going to do?
You're just the same as them,
you just wear a different uniform.
Come on, Colin.
Thank you.
How can anybody ever get
better in a place like this?
Is that the idea, Guv?
I thought it was to stop them
hurting other people.
It does say "criminally insane"
over the door, doesn't it?
Some of them don't
even know what they've done.
The world's not perfect, is it?
Bloody hell.
What have they given him?
Largactil.
You remember us, Scott?
Have you remembered anything else
since we last spoke?
I killed a man. I know that.
But I didn't remember doing it.
How is that? How could that happen?
Is it something to do with Hopewood?
I can't tell you. No.
Cos you signed the papers?
I've signed the papers too.
So has John.
Yes.
You did?
Yes. How else would
we know about Hopewood?
Why did they send you there?
I...
I volunteered. It was a...
..a day out.
MUSIC: "I Feel Free"
by Cream
♪ Feel when I dance with you
♪ We move like the sea
♪ You, you're all I want to know... ♪
It was fun. We were...
We were so high.
Keep it straight, keep it tight!
♪ I feel free
♪ I feel free
♪ I can walk down the street,
there's no-one there
♪ Though the pavements
are one huge crowd
♪ I can drive down the road,
my eyes don't see
♪ Though my mind
wants to cry out loud
♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪
♪..Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪
How old are you?
23. How old are you?
What drugs were you given?
I don't know.
We weren't told what or why.
That was part of the test.
We were free like,
to come and go as we pleased.
But um...
But then it changed.
Scott.
Changed how?
Men in black masks.
You only see their eyes and their
teeth. They were shouting at me.
You were given drugs and tortured?
And Dr Stefan Lesley was there?
Yes.
Why were you tortured, Scott?
Because I wouldn't tell.
They knew,
and they wanted me to admit it.
But I'm not weak.
I was a good soldier.
Yes, good lad.
What happened in the steam room?
I was lonely.
And then I had blood on my
hands and I ran away.
What about Dr Lesley? No.
No, Stefan was my friend.
When they threw me out,
he came to me.
He told me it wasn't my fault.
They pushed us too far.
And now there's no way back,
is there?
You heard him.
They volunteered for it.
They signed up for it. Oh, that
makes it all right, does it?
Well, the Army must have had
their reasons, sir,
or they wouldn't
have bothered, would they?
If the Commies are doing the same...
We have to do it as well. Of course.
It's all about the greater good,
isn't it?
It's just an excuse, John.
Guv, what's going on, huh?
What's this all about?
Guv, Tanner volunteered
and Stefan Lesley killed himself
because maybe he felt guilty,
I don't know.
But it's not a crime. It's not...
Are you saying what happened to
that boy wasn't a crime?
No. It's not one for us
to investigate, sir.
That's down to his brief and
the courts. All right?
Get in the car. Guv!
Are you all right, pet?
What have you got there, is
it your homework, is it?
No. It's the pathology
report on Stefan Lesley.
Right. Go on, then, is it suicide?
He was murdered. You're joking?!
He died of a broken neck.
But before the rope went near him.
He was right, wasn't he?
He was right all along.
I hate it when he's right.
He's going to be all magnanimous an'
all, which makes it even worse.
Right. OK. Come on then.
I suppose you want to watch me
eating humble pie?
Sir.
You were right. I take it all back.
Well, well, well.
You weren't to know, were you?
Question is, who and why?
Well, I reckon Mark Tanner's
capable of snapping a few necks.
Indeed he is.
Why would he kill Lesley now?
And what about those
medical records?
All right, maybe...
Yeah, listen. Maybe...
Maybe Scott tells Mark ages
ago what happened.
And then when Scott snaps, goes
mental and kills Leonard Price,
Mark blames and goes after the people
that messed with his head.
It's just simple revenge, isn't it?
Strong motive that.
Yes, it is.
But why would Mark take
the medical records?
Somebody at Hopewood knows
what happened.
You want to go and see that scary
woman again, don't you?
Yes. We could take her out to tea.
That's a good idea, yes.
Because the last person
she had a drink with
ended up with their neck snapped.
Should I call the ACC's office, sir,
and put a request in.
What for?
Well, for an interview.
ACC Hale said that we...
Forget about Hale.
With all respect, sir. It's easy for
you to say, sir, but I...
Rachel, this isn't a discussion.
She is right, Guv.
But then, you don't care, do you?
I care about catching a killer.
Nothing else.
Certainly not about helping them
to cover it up.
Don't worry about it.
This conversation never happened,
all right?
As far as you're concerned.
Which conversation?
Exactly. Listen. Do me a favour.
Get a uniform to get Mark
Tanner here, right?
I still think he's the killer.
I don't appreciate being coerced,
Mr Gently.
Is that what you think this is?
You told the sentry you'd arrest me
the minute I left the facility
if I didn't speak to you.
You're a civilian.
That would be my right.
I've informed my employers
at the MOD. That is my right.
I know about the psychological
warfare tests
carried out on Scott Tanner
and others.
And I know about the torture
and the beatings.
You find that funny?
I find it amusing that you take
the ravings of a lunatic as fact.
There were no beatings or torture.
We conducted clinical trials under
controlled conditions.
Yes, they were secret tests.
But the soldiers signed
on the bottom line, volunteered
and were well looked after.
That was Lesley's responsibility -
to devise the tests
and monitor their mental well-being.
Stefan Lesley was murdered.
You look a little emotional
there, Doctor.
Someone broke his neck and dressed
it up to look like suicide.
Have you any notion who would
do that? Or why?
None.
Stefan Lesley rewrote his will -
left everything to your test
subjects. Why would he do that?
I don't do supposition, Mr Gently.
Oh, I do.
Guilt. Because of what he
was party to here.
Scott Tanner says he
was given massive doses of drugs,
and then beaten and tortured.
And you were there.
You have to understand.
We know the Soviets and the Chinese
are running similar tests.
So we drop to their level?
I had a job to do.
It was your job to drive
Scott Tanner insane?
Scott Tanner was mentally unstable
when he walked through the door.
Weak. We learned that quickly.
The brutal truth
is that this fact made him
the most useful subject,
the most susceptible.
To what?
LSD primarily. Also BZ, THC and PCP.
Gentlemen, what Scott Tanner has
described to you
are his hallucinations,
not what really happened to him.
I'm breaking protocol doing this,
but I'm going to show you something.
And then perhaps you'll concentrate
your enquiries elsewhere.
This is classified film showing
tests we conducted at Hopewood.
'October 1967.'
The idea was to drop LSD on
enemy formations,
rendering them unable to fight.
'The first doses were administered
at 11.00 hours.'
'The enemy target is over there.
'Remember what we're
doing here, lads.
'Remember why we're here. Keep it
tight over there, come here.'
'At 11.45 the first effects
became apparent.
'The test subjects began to lose
co-ordination
'and concentration on the
task at hand.
'The subjects stopped taking orders
and became disorientated.'
As you can see,
it was hardly torture.
'Subject seven became increasingly
paranoid and fearful
'and was removed from the
test arena.'
Were these the only tests you
conducted on Scott Tanner?
And tests to see if
the drugs aided in interrogation.
We were looking for a truth serum.
'Can you tell me
a little bit about your family.'
'The subjects were asked a
series of questions.'
'I've a brother.'
The idea was to take men
we knew had a secret and see
if we could get them to divulge it
under the influence of the drugs.
Did it work?
No. The drugs proved a blunt
instrument. Too wayward.
So you tortured them instead?
As I said, Mr Gently,
Scott Tanner's persecution exists
entirely in his own mind.
Can you go back to the beginning?
What are the soldiers' names?
Tanner, Fuller, Wells, Gartwood,
Bruce and Johnson.
Thank you.
Your former colleague is dead, Dr
Bing, because of what occurred here.
Your life could be in danger.
From who?
Scott Tanner's got a brother.
He's ex-special forces
and we don't know where he is.
He may be looking to seek
revenge on those people that he
thinks are responsible.
What do you suggest I do?
With your permission, I'd like to
send officers to escort you
home and remain with you.
You really think that's necessary?
I would hate to be standing over
another body with a broken neck.
You're very persuasive. Yeah.
No sign of Mark Tanner at home.
They don't know where he is.
Our question is,
will he go after Dr Bing?
If it's him.
Well. Who else is it, sir?
And why protect her if it isn't?
So we know exactly where she is if
I need to speak to her again.
Off MOD land.
Have a look at this.
Guv, I'm on my break now!
Go on. Just have a look.
Darwin told me that Tony Johnson
died at Seaham barracks
on manoeuvres.
There's the report signed by him.
So what's the date of death?
14th October 1967.
14th October 1967.
And the Hopewood film that we saw
is also the 14th October 1967.
How could he be dying at Seaham
if he was taking LSD at Hopewood?
Darwin lied to us
and the film proves it.
Guv, why would he lie?
These tests are public knowledge
nowadays, aren't they?
They're all above board,
they're all sanctioned.
John, John, John...
Tony Johnson died at Hopewood
because of the tests.
You know yourself that
the greater good
and personal interest often
become the same thing.
And Darwin's up for promotion.
Why is this getting under
your skin so much?
Shut the door.
That funeral I went to. Archie
Leeson. A man who saved my life...
We got pinned down by a sniper -
this is up in a bell tower -
and he killed three of our platoon
before he finally ran
out of ammo and surrendered.
Waved a white flag.
So down he comes,
and he's just a boy.
17 or 18,
his uniform didn't even fit him.
He's got a little white flower in
his lapel. Prisoner of War.
But men had died and Archie lost it.
Others joined in,
and they beat that boy to death.
And you?
No.
No.
And when they had finished,
the men were
looking at each other,
horrified at what they had done.
But it was murder, pure and simple.
Well, he was the enemy,
wasn't he, sir?
Yes, he was. But he'd surrendered.
It made us no different from
the Nazis, it's what they did.
And I knew I should have reported
it, but my lieutenant,
Lieutenant Phillips, said no.
And I went along with him.
Because I told myself that these
were men I'd been fighting with
for months,
it was my officer's job not mine.
What did one enemy boy
matter against everyone else?
And it was wrong.
I let it pass and it was wrong.
It's not your responsibility.
Edmund Burke said that
for evil to flourish,
it's only necessary for good
men to do nothing.
Which is what I did.
And I carry that guilt with me.
Do you know what, sir?
So much suddenly
makes sense about you.
So...what now?
Detective Chief Inspector Gently?
Yes. Yes, thank
you for speaking with me, sir.
Well, I haven't
heard of you in 20-odd years
and now twice in a week.
Well, I'm conducting a
murder enquiry.
It has a military connection.
There are channels for this
sort of thing, Gently.
And they've been closed.
No-one is talking.
A man has been murdered,
and someone wants to cover it up.
Does that sound
familiar to you, Brigadier?
What do you want?
Service record of a
Lt Colonel James Darwin,
currently at Seaham barracks.
If I go down channels,
they'll just close me down.
You want me to put a fellow
officer in the frame for murder?
If he's guilty.
You two. Out of the car now. NOW!
Sir, please calm down.
Move it. Shut up.
You try anything and I'll shoot
you down and take her anyway.
Now, back away.
Up the road, all the way. Run!
Can you drive? Yes.
Right, well, get out of the car.
Stay there!
You try anything and I'll put
a bullet in your leg. Shut the door.
Stay there. Don't move!
Drive. Drive!
Sir. Sir! Somebody just kidnapped
Dr Bing at gunpoint. Where?
Outside Hopewood.
Sounds like Mark Tanner.
He took the squad car with
her in it.
We should try his flat, sir.
Right. Nobody is to approach him
without my say-so.
Check Dr Bing's house
and the Tanner apartment first.
OK, sir.
Sir! There's a call for you.
A Brigadier Phillips.
No. We haven't got time for that.
Sir, come on.
No. Carry on.
We haven't got time, sir.
It's all right.
Wait for me in the car.
A man died in this room because of
what you did to my brother.
Please, I don't know anything...
No more lies!
I'm going to ask questions, you're
going to answer them.
Just like Scotty.
I'm a woman.
You think that
I haven't killed women before?
Now there's nothing that I haven't
done for Queen and Country.
That's one thing that me
and you have got in common.
Guv, the car's been spotted
outside Lesley's.
Go! Go!
It's all right. You can leave.
It's all right.
Are you all right? Yes.
You sure?
It was Mark Tanner, wasn't it?
Wasn't it? Yes.
Thank you.
Who's he really after?
You know what I'm talking
about, don't you?
I can make a very good
case for you being
involved in the murder
of Stefan Lesley.
I had nothing to do with it.
No. But you know who did, don't you?
What do you mean?
He didn't kill Stefan Lesley.
He wants to find his killer,
same as we do.
Now...
What happened at Hopewood?
It was Darwin.
He went too far.
Tell me what you are!
Tell me!
Tell me, or he dies.
Yes.
What are you?
I'm...I'm queer.
All this because
they were homosexual?
No! That was irrelevant to us.
But not to them.
It was the secret they were keeping.
It was a test.
It was just meant to be a test.
But Darwin wouldn't stop
until he broke those boys.
He was way beyond his orders. He
knew it meant the end of his career.
And yours. You kept quiet.
Well, what would speaking out
have achieved?!
Hmm? Stefan was looking
after Scott. He...
He'd convinced him that it
was a hallucination.
That it hadn't really happened.
And the memory came back
and he killed somebody
and you still kept quiet.
Stefan came to see me in a panic.
He was going to ruin all our lives.
Another innocent man,
because we stood by and did nothing.
Fine. You're right.
But we can't change that now.
But we can help Scott Tanner!
How?
By showing it wasn't his fault.
By telling the world what
we did to him.
No-one will ever believe you.
You can't prove anything.
I've got copies of the films,
Jennifer. They show everything.
It's enough to condemn us all.
And you warned Darwin that
Stefan was having
an attack of conscience and was
going to make these films public?
Yes. But he told me
that Stefan had seen reason.
That he was going to hand
these films back.
I never thought that...
Did you tell Mark Tanner this?
He was going to kill me.
Where did Tanner go to?
He made me call Darwin, said
I had to meet him at Hopewood.
I want a written statement
out of you. And I want those films.
That's Lesley's car. Stop!
Guv. Guv!
Move. Move now!
Now get up on your feet.
On your feet and look at me.
Mark! Put it down, mate. Or what?
What? You're going to
set your dog on me again, are you?
Now do us all a favour
and walk away.
Gently, this man is insane.
Do you know what
he did to my brother?
Yes.
Then he deserves to die.
Get back, you!
Mark! Mark! I won't tell you again.
Mark! And what about your
brother then?
He's locked up. I can't help him
now. Except like this.
Some justice.
What? And then I lock you
up for the rest of your life?
It'd be worth it.
No. No. Mark, he'll only get
charged with manslaughter.
Diminished responsibility.
He'll be out
while he's still a young man.
And then you can be there for him.
You do this. You're going to
be leaving him on his own again.
Now, step aside.
Gently, step aside.
I can't do it, Mark.
He's got to pay!
He will. I promise.
Scott'll definitely get out?
Absolutely, yes.
You know I've got to arrest you,
Mark, for what you've done?
Aye. Yes. Go on, then.
'What are you going to do? Are
you going to cry, eh?
'Are you going to cry? Filthy pig.
'Stop this, please.
Please, it's too much.'
'Take him out.'
Sit down there, Colonel.
Thank you, Constable.
'Tell me what you are! Tell me!'
'Tell me, or he dies.
'What are you?!'
'I'm...I'm queer.'
'Both of you?'
'Turn that off. Turn that off now.'
You tortured those boys
because of what they were.
I didn't care what they were.
I just wanted to see what it took
to make them admit it.
It was Lesley's own theory -
the bigger the secret,
the better the test.
They just wanted to be soldiers.
And they knew that admitting it
would end their careers.
And you destroyed them for that.
What war has ever been
won by staying within the lines?
We are faced with an enemy who
knows no boundaries.
So yes, if some savage cuts
the head off one of mine,
I will cut off three of theirs.
And his balls too. That is war.
Yes, but maybe your superiors
wouldn't see it that way.
Nothing they could admit to.
The public would get
squeamish at the necessities
enacted in their name.
You lied about Tony Johnson's
death and covered it up.
And you told me that you didn't know
Dr Stefan Lesley, and yet you
were the commanding officer
at Hopewood when he was there.
A lie I was forced to tell.
Need to know and all that.
Really this is just... Yes. Yes.
Yes. Now you thought you'd gotten
a way with it, hadn't you?
Hadn't you?
Until Dr Bing telephoned you to tell
you that Stefan Lesley
was going to tell tales.
I wanted to save
Stefan from himself.
Right. So you did go and see him?
I admit to seeing him. No more.
You killed Stefan Lesley
to shut him up.
You think this will ever see
the inside of a courtroom?
You actually think they're going
to let you do this?
Oh, Gently, you are an idealist.
I pity you, man.
Guv. Guv!
Hey, Guv!
See...
We're all savages in the end.
I've got the films, Darwin.
Jennifer Bing gave us
everything to save her own skin.
You are going to be tried
and convicted for the murder
of Dr Stefan Lesley.
I dare you.
Howay then.
Sir.
Right. Where is he?
No idea, sir.
What is the bloody meaning of that?
That's a good result that, isn't it?
That's a disaster, you idiot.
Who called the papers?
I told him!
I told him to tell me first,
so we can manage it.
And I was stupid enough to
think that he would.
Who, sir?
You tell Gently I want him.
The moment he arrives, right?
Right-o.
Gently. Here we are again.
Thank you for coming.
I see you got your man.
Hell of a stink
you've created up there.
Darwin seems to be a monster.
So, well done,
for bringing him to justice.
Why did you want to see me?
I wanted to tell you to your face.
Tell me what?
I'm going to file a report.
Against Archie Leeson
and the others. For the boy.
What good does it do now?
Who can it possibly serve?
Just me, really.
It's never too late to admit guilt.
You and I weren't
guilty of anything.
We ignored a murder.
We should be better than that.
We have to have honour.
Without it we're just...animals.
I've tried so
hard to be good ever since,
but nothing really fills
the hole, does it?
No. It doesn't.
All right. File the report.
List me as a witness.