Partners in Crime (2015): Season 1, Episode 3 - The Secret Adversary: Part 3 - full transcript

The Beresfords' search for Jane Finn comes to a close as they finally uncover the identity of Mr. Brown.

[Thunder rumbling,
rain falling]

[ Doorbell rings]

Oh, it's you.

I brought you some breakfast.

I thought you could do
with some company.

But if --

Oh, no, no.
Come in.

Nothing?

No word, no,
from either Tommy or Jane.

Thank you.

Tommy'll find a way out,
I'm sure.



[ Tires screech ]

Brown's had to change his plans.

He doesn't like that.

What do you want?

There's an old operation
code-named "The Linden Tree.“

There's a file on it in
Military Intelligence archives.

We want you to bring us
that file.

But how can I --

There's some information
in that file.

Let's just say
Brown's got an idea.

And if I can't get it?

Who's to say?

You're very fond of your son,
aren't you?

Wouldn't want him not to be able
to play cricket, would we?



We'll call you
with more details.

Stay near the telephone.

[ Engine turns over]

I'm just a man.
I sell honey.

[Keys jingle]

Tuppence, I'm home.

tuppence?

Oh, there you are!

- Where's Tuppence?
- We thought you were dead.

You don't need to sound
so surprised.

JULIUS:
So where did you disappear to?

Is that my pipe?

Did you find out anything
about Jane?

Nothing.
And my cardigan!

Your house is freezing.
I thought you wouldn't mind.

Seeing as I was dead.

Was there no clue at all?

- Afraid not.
-[ Sighs ]

- Where's Tuppence?
- She's gone to get some coffee.

She will be glad to see you.

Well, you'd think.
Now excuse me.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Bees buzzing ]

[ Dogs barking in distance]

Tommy!

Oh, thank goodness.

What happened?

Are you all right?

Ah.

He was wearing my cardigan.

He's gone now.

Smoking my pipe.

If anything happened to me, I --

You ridiculous man.

Don't you realize
how much I missed you?

Now, why did they let you go?

They didn't let me go.
I had to fight my way out.

Right.

How did you really get out?

Like I said, with my fists.

You remember on our honeymoon,

we promised
to tell each other everything?

TOMMY:
Absolutely.

They aren't as tough
as they look.

They killed Rita.

Rita?

- How?
-[ Telephone ringing ]

-L'll get it.
-lt's fine. I'm right here.

Hello?

[ Click, dial tone]

Strange.
Whoever it was rang off.

[ Receiver hangs up]

Have you spoken to George?

Not this morning.

Why?

How did they kill Rita?

[Groans]

They strung her up.

Tommy, what's going on?

Ah, Tuppence, there's been
a sighting of Tommy

hitching five miles
outside the village.

Oh!

Tommy.

So, this was just written
on the wall?

TUPPENCE: Jane was in room 10,
isn't that right, Tommy?

- Tommy?
- What?

And you've looked up places?

I've been right through
my atlas.

There's a street called Anassa
in Glasgow,

and there's a small
boat builder's

called Anassa in Cardiff.

But could Jane have got
to any of those?

[Telephone ringing ]

ALBERT: I'm sure
we're missing something.

Hello?

MAN:
Phone box on the green.

- Be there in two minutes.
-[ Click]

ALBERT: There was a politician
called David Anassa.

- TUPPENCE: When?
- ALBERT: In the '20s, I think.

Bit long ago.

Tommy?

Wrong number.

Second one in an hour.

I'm just popping out
for some milk.

We've got plenty of milk.

[ Door opens]

[ Door closes ]

[ Indistinct conversations]

ISABELLE:
Tombola over here.

Pin the tail on the donkey
over here.

No fair would be complete
without it.

Thank you ladies for the cakes.
Marvelous.

Right.

[ Indistinct conversations]

Problem with Forsyth's bunting.
Can I go first?

The harvest fair isn't for ages.

It's tomorrow.
You're not even using it.

I'm waiting for a call.

ISABELLE:
Who on earth waits for a call

when they've a perfectly good
telephone at home?

- Come on. Get out.
- No.

- Let me in.
- Wait a minute.

No.
I need to use the --

Let me get ..

- Let me have a go -- Ow!
-[ Telephone ringing ]

Oh!

- Yes?
- MAN: Eastfield Dock,

tonight, 10:00.

Did you see
that outrageous behavior?

TOMMY: I don't even know
where the file is.

I don't have any sort
of clearance.

MAN: You'll be debriefed,
taken to the Third Floor.

Archives are on the floor above.

I can't just wander around
and help myself.

MAN: It's a code-red file,
classified.

It will have "Linden Tree“
on the outside.

Look, you've got to
give me something,

something to gain their trust.

MAN:
Tell them about sandcastle.

- What sandcastle?
- MAN: They'll know.

And remember, not a word
to anyone about seeing the girl,

or George gets it.

- You stay away from him.
- MAN: Get the file.

-[ Click, dial tone]
- Wait.

[ Receiver hangs up]

Lady friend, is it?

I'll tell Tuppence.

[Sighs]

[ Engine shuts off, click]

I hear he's turned up,
the prodigal nephew.

- Carter sent me to fetch him.
- Why?

He needs a debrief.

The man was lost in the field.

We need to know everything
that happened to him.

It's quite routine.

I found something.

Can we talk?

Of course.

Curious.

Have you shown it to Carter?

Not yet, but if it's a message
from Jane --

Yes, quite.
Anassa?

Anassa?

And you're sure that Jane
was being held in the house?

Well, the woman, Annette --

Wait a minute.
Who's Annette?

She's -- She's one of the --

- You know.
- Ah.

She said they were holding
a girl in the basement.

Listen, I don't mean
to dash your hopes,

but I see women
like this Annette

in the court all the time.

How reliable they are,
who knows?

Plus if she works for the men
who work for Brown,

she must have her ruthless side.

I think we should mention it
to Carter, yes.

TUPPENCE:
Thank you.

PEEL: Whether he'll have time
for it --

TUPPENCE:
Tommy, is that you?

PEEL: Look, I better take Tommy
for his debrief.

CARTER:
It's just a few questions.

Nothing to worry about.
Strictly routine.

Standard-issue debrief, really.

Um, well they're very keen
to start, so if you're ready?

A friend of mine will do it.

His name's Bulldog.

BULLDOG: Mr. Beresford, you look
like an intelligent man.

Do you think we are so stupid
to believe they let you escape?

Yes.

N-No, I mean...

One of them was coming at me,
and it was dark.

They didn't realize
they'd left a door open, so...

[Sighs]

Do you have any connection
to Russia, Mr. Beresford?

No.

BULLDOG: Have you ever met a man
calling himself Brown?

'Course I haven't.

May I have a glass of water?

You do understand
what you would be facing

if you were now working
for Brown?

You would, in fact,
be a traitor.

There was a place
they referred to.

Whittington was
on the telephone.

They thought I was knocked out.

Go on.

They called it the sandcastle.

The sandcastle, you say?

The Sandcastle
is a piece of coastline

used in the past to smuggle
things into the country.

We'll keep watch.

If Brown is planning his escape,

then that tip-off
could be very useful.

Well done, Tommy.
You made quite an impression.

When Tuppence gets here,
we'll go to dinner.

She's a little late, I'm afraid.

Chipped glass.

What?
Oh, I'll get you another.

- Not to worry. I'll go.
- Go where? No. No.

I've got one here.

You're not still a clumsy Tom,
are you?

[ Chuckles ]

I'd like you to meet
some of the others,

if you're to be working
with us now.

I'm terribly sorry, Uncle.
I really need the lavatory.

What, right now?

You know what I'm like
when I need to go.

I thought you grew out
of all that.

Won't be a tick.

[ Knock on door]

[ Doorknob rattling ]

TUPPENCE:
What the hell are you doing?

- Just looking for the toilet.
- In there?

Look, just keep your voice down
and go back to Carter's office.

You're up to something.
You've been odd ever since --

Look, for goodness' sake,
just get out of my way.

- Explanation first.
- BULLDOG: Beresford!

Have to say, you were
very impressive back there.

Very impressive, indeed.

We have a team right on it.

Now, then,
this must be your lovely wife.

Uh, yes, uh, Tuppence,
this is Bulldog.

Oh, most people call me Nigel.
Delighted.

Now, Tommy, I'd like to seek
your opinion on a development.

CARTER: The Soviets might be
using Sandcastle

to bring other agents in.

Yes. I was always against
the stopping of surveillance.

-[ Indistinct conversation ]
-l'm waiting.

They only let me go

because they want me to take
a file from Archives.

You're going to steal a file?

Yes.

From Military Intelligence?

I'm saving our son.

I knew it.

What's this
got to do with George?

Tommy, what do you think?

Exactly the same as you, Uncle.

Precisely, you see, he agrees.

We've always known
that the assassination

was only stage one,
but if it's as you fear...

lf I don't do what they say,
then George --

Oh, blimey, Tuppence.
George will get it.

- What do you mean, "get it"?
- They said they'd do something

that stopped him
from playing cricket, or worse.

Just like Rita.

We can't tell Carter.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

What does the file look like?

It's about an operation
called Linden Tree.

That's all I know.

Two minutes,
then set off the fire alarm.

[ Conversation continues]

Just going to powder my nose.

Oh.

Don't quite understand
what you've done here.

BULLDOG:
No, this one goes here.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

CARTER: Being warned about
Sandcastle certainly helped.

I think I'll have to go level 4

for the Secretary of State's
visit.

And, um, I think we could agree,
no CIA.

Oh, absolutely.
One whiff of this and --

CARTER: They'd simply cancel,
the treaty postponed.

[ Chuckles]
He's more than he seems.

He's got this whole
honey business going on,

haven't you, Tommy?

- BULLDOG: ls that so?
- Oh, yes.

CARTER:
He's got hives in the garden.

It's a real business.
It's wonderful.

I'll tell you what.
I'll give you my pot.

BULLDOG:
Oh, no, no, no.

CARTER: No, no.
I've got some here somewhere.

I'm sure I have.

Come on.

CARTER:
It's in the bottom drawer.

It's very good.

I think this
is this year's vintage.

BULLDOG: No, Anthony.
I really couldn't.

CARTER: There's plenty more.
He's got an industry going.

BULLDOG: Really, Anthony.
No, really. I'd rather not.

-[ Fire alarm ringing ]
-[ Gasps ]

Look, fire alarm.
Tommy, the bin.

[ Indistinct conversations]

[ Click, engine shuts off]

Why have you got a jar of honey?

Uncle was giving it away,
bloody cheek.

[Sighs]

Should we open it?

Then we are knowingly
giving the enemy something.

All right, but if we don't --

Carter.

Why do they want a file
about Carter?

Don't ask.
It's better not to know.

We are doing this for George.

Of course we are.

They've backed us into a corner.

Just because it's to do
with Carter,

it doesn't change anything.

Anyone would do the same
for their son.

Are you ready?

[ Gasps, exhales sharply]

I got your message.
I came as quickly as I could.

Good.

Anything?

Well, something that perhaps
might do the trick.

TOMMY:
I'll make the drop.

TUPPENCE:
Good luck, Tommy.

Be careful.

Whittington?

I've got it.

ANNETTE:
He thought you weren't coming.

- Annette?
- ANNETTE: He said 10:00.

I've got the file.

What have they done to you?

WHITTINGTON:
Ah, Tommy.

You like her, don't you?

The file?

WHITTINGTON:
Linden Tree.

Brown will be pleased.

I've done what you asked.

Now I need to know
you won't harm George.

[ Indistinct talking ]

Please, Whittington.
Stay away from my son.

We'll be in touch.

Take care of yourself, Tommy.

And you.

[ Footsteps approach ]

- Well done.
- Did I give you enough time?

Just about.

The part we attached
to Whittington's car

emits a short-wave radio signal,
which this part then receives.

The dial here should tell you

which direction
the signal's coming from.

Imprecise and untested,
I'm afraid,

but it's the best I've got.

[ Beeping ]

TUPPENCE:
We've been driving for hours.

Where are they?

The signal is coming
from that direction.

Well, there's no roads
in that direction.

The beeps are getting
closer together.

We must be getting nearer.

There's three beeps
every 15 seconds.

That's funny.

What's funny?

[ Rattling ]

You did take it
for that service?

Yes.
Of course I did.

And they did check the brakes?

They said they did.

- Well, something isn't working.
-[ Click]

TOMMY:
Well, put the hand brake on.

It is on.

- Come off the road.
- Where?

- TOMMY: Do something, Tuppence.
- Like what?

[ Horn honking ]

Stupid car.

Are you all right?

TUPPENCE:
I think so.

What's that?

They know where we live.

They know about our car.

They know about George.

[ Breathing heavily]
Oh, God.

TOMMY:
Come on.

[Vehicle approaches]

[ Horn honks ]

All right, I know that didn't
go exactly according to plan.

tuppence, enough!

Are you joking?

It's all the more important
that we find out who Brown is.

We were nearly killed.

That was meant to bump us off
just like Rita.

Well, yes, all right,
a minor setback.

Will you ever stop?
We're in the middle of nowhere.

We've lost our car.
George has been threatened.

We've no money,
far less a way of getting home.

Trust you to come out
without your wallet.

Tuppence!
Please.

I've had enough of all this.

I know there's a missing girl.

I know there's an assassin.
But...

lam just a man.

A very ordinary man.

Okay.

You mean it?

We can stop and go back
to our normal life?

Yes, all right.

Thank you.

Come on.

There's bound to be a train
station around here somewhere.

[Train chugging]

[Keys jingle]

Tiffin?

[Tiffin whimpers, barking ]

Tiffin? Tiffin?
Tiffin!

Oh, no, Tommy.

Oh, my goodness.

TOMMY:
Tuppence, look.

Do you think this was
another warning?

I don't know, Tuppence.

All I know is they didn't take
the wireless.

They didn't take the silver.

They didn't take
that hideous ornament of yours,

which is, nonetheless,
still quite valuable.

There's two pounds in change
on the dresser in the hall

that was also untouched.

TUPPENCE: So if they weren't
looking for money,

what were they looking for?

[Sighs]

Did you put that there?

I didn't put anything anywhere.
I haven't touched a thing.

This was in our bedside table.

So?

So, why would anyone

pick up an innocuous book
of classical translations,

bring it downstairs, and look
at it on our kitchen table

unless they knew
it was the last book

that Jane Finn was reading
before she disappeared.

- Tuppence, you promised me.
-l'm just asking the question.

It is odd, don't you think?

Pass me the book.

Well, it's ancient Greek,
for one thing.

I know it's ancient Greek.
Did you ever learn any?

My school wasn't posh enough.
We just did French.

[ Pages rustling ]

What was that word?

TUPPENCE:
“Anassa."

Oh, don't tell me.

How utterly straightforward.
Jane was a linguist.

What does it mean?

It means "queen.“

TUPPENCE:
Queen?

So what's she trying to tell us,
the queen is the target?

She hasn't even
been crowned yet.

Who else did you tell
about the word?

You, Albert, Peel, and Carter.

Julius.

I knew we shouldn't have
trusted him.

Wait!
Where are you going?

To see the queen, of course.

Damn it.

[ Sighs ]
You aren't making sense.

She was with us
in that carriage.

You had already noticed
that she was frightened.

I handed her the bee box.
Do you remember?

The queen.

- The queen?
- The queen bee.

TUPPENCE:
Anassa, the queen.

Do you think she hid
the recording there?

That's what she was trying
to tell us.

She knew we had her book.

Whoever it was that did this
had worked it out, too.

Only they hadn't read
my bee book.

- You didn't, either.
- I did, in the end.

That's why I moved the queen
to the shed.

It said I had to wait
until the rest of the colony

was ready to swarm
and then introduce her.

The box should still
be in there.

We had it all the time.

TOMMY: Yes, yes, I appreciate
you're very busy, Uncle,

but I promise you
this will be worth your while.

I can't believe it.

The recording.

We still need to find
that poor girl.

I know,
but if it leads us to Brown...

Ready?

[ Conversation in Russian ]

I'm guessing your school

certainly wasn't posh enough
for Russian?

JULIUS:
Don't move.

Give me the recording.

TOMMY:
I knew we shouldn't trust you.

No, Julius.
Don't do anything stupid.

Don't do that.
Stand right there.

This is my only chance.

They want this tape
for Jane's life,

-and I'm gonna give it to them.
- And we lose Brown forever.

I don't care about Brown.
I only care about Jane.

Don't, Tuppence.

-[ Tuppence screams]
- Dear God!

- Stay exactly where you are.
-[ Tiffin barking ]

Don't try to follow me,
or I will use this.

I don't believe you would.

Put down that gun, Julius.

[ Barking ]

[ Growls ]

- Oh!
- [ Thud ]

Tommy, are you all right?

It was just a cricket bat.

[ Barking ]

No car!

Bikes.

They're coming after me.

Where do you want me
to meet you?

MAN:
Destroy the recording.

Destroy? But --

MAN: If someone is after you,
then destroy it.

- We're watching you.
-[ Click, dial tone]

- No!
- Julius!

Julius, stop.
What are you doing?

Julius!

Watch out!

[ Horn honking ]

JULIUS: Oh!

TOMMY:
The recording.

CARTER:
Oh, my God.

Is this it?

Can Albert do anything?

It's all melted, Tommy.

I think we're going to
need some help here.

[Julius groaning]

TUPPENCE: Why did he burn it?
It doesn't make sense?

Nothing about Julius
makes sense.

Didn't I say
we shouldn't have trusted him?

Did we even check
that Jane Finn has an uncle?

- NURSE: You can't stay here.
- We have special --

No one can be in here
until he wakes up.

I don't care who you are.
Go on, shoo, shoo, shoo.

[ Indistinct conversations]

Maybe we should go back up.
It's been ages.

What you were
talking about before...

...l think you're
onto something.

Was I?

You're so clever.

Really?

TUPPENCE:
He isn't Jane's uncle.

What?

Well, you saw the way he was,

grabbing the recording,
flailing about, desperate.

Is that a man missing his niece?

Look at that!

Does that look like
a family photo to you?

So what are you saying?

You think they were lovers?

Of course they are.

It makes sense of everything.

“To Jane with all my love,
Julius.“

He's not her uncle.

But why lie?

I don't know, but that's exactly
what we've got to find out.

Is he awake yet?

Yes, and if you'd been able
to give me a second,

I was on my way to tell you.

The doctors have seen him,
and, yes, you can go in.

Thank you so much.

My pleasure.

Don't exhaust him!

I asked to see Major Carter.

TOMMY:
He's coming.

Well, then let rne be
till he gets here.

We think
you aren't Jane's uncle.

TOMMY: We think you're
in contact with the gang.

TUPPENCE: We're prepared to give
you the benefit of the doubt

and say that everything you have
done you have done for Jane,

-but --
-l'm not saying a word.

Well, that's a pity, because
we aren't going anywhere.

Mind if I have your biscuit?

[ Door opens]

CARTER:
So, you're awake.

[Grunts] I want to make
a full confession.

Excellent.

What?

You see...

I'm Brown.

TUPPENCE:
He can't be Brown.

He just said he was.
We both heard him.

Please get out of the way.

- It doesn't make sense.
- Yes, it makes sense.

He destroyed the recording.

And he's been posing
as Jane Finn's uncle,

even though he's no relation
whatsoever, so he could use you

to find out what's been
happening on the Third Floor.

Nonsense.
He and Jane were in love.

He's not a spy.
It's a romance.

That's absurd.

No. He's been lying to us
all along.

Look, I've got the CIA
breathing down my neck.

They got wind
of the assassination attempt

and were ready to pull the plug
on the whole visit.

Luckily I found Brown in time.

I've no intention
of unpicking something

-that makes perfect sense.
-lt's how these things work.

He'd do anything,
say anything to save her.

Someone is manipulating him.

He's changed his tune entirely
since he got to hospital.

- Don't you see?
- No. I see nothing.

Look, thank you both
for your help.

And may I say, and I hope
for the last time this week,

please, Tommy, Tuppence,
leave it to the professionals.

You'd have to love someone
very much

to put yourself
in the position he's in.

And you'd have to know
they were still alive.

Someone's got to him.

Do I look like someone
who has time

to talk about a man who is
no longer even my patient?

TOMMY:
No, of course not.

You look very busy
and very important,

and anyone who thinks
that nurses have an easy life

have absolutely no idea
what they're talking about.

But we just wondered did he have
any visitors before he woke up?

Or after he woke up.

Did anyone have a chance
to speak to him?

Of course not.

No one gets access to a patient
in that state,

only me and the doctors.
I told you that before.

What were the names
of the doctors on today?

I don't memorize them, do I?

There's a list in the duty book.

Where is the duty book?

- Today's page has been ripped.
- Let me see that!

Well, I assure you,
that has nothing to do with me.

I run a tight ship here.

Was there anyone here
who isn't usual, any visitors?

All the visitors were sent away.

Only the locum
that was here this morning.

There was a locum?

Yes, he dashed off
to another job.

What was his name?

He wanted me to arrange
a prescription for someone.

I was just doing it now.
I have the form.

TUPPENCE
lnsulin?

NURSE:
That's him.

MAN:
Your prescription, sir.

Run, Tommy.

[Vehicle approaches]

Oi!

Watch out.

[ Both breathing heavily]

We've been so stupid.

Yes.

Peel all the time.

Oh, God, the date of
the Secretary of State's visit,

the nuclear treaty.

It's today.
We have to warn Carter.

Carter?

He's not here right now.

- Where is he?
- He's in a locked meeting.

There's a right royal stushy
going on.

What's happened?

Some idiot leaked details
of an old operation.

Press are all over it.

Looks like Carter
might be suspended.

Peel's in there
trying to defend him.

- Peel is here?
- BULLDOG: He was earlier.

And the Secretary of State?

Have you actually got clearance
for this?

We think he's in danger,
very real danger.

No, Carter's on top of that.
He's asked Peel to take him

to the ambassador's
country residence

where he can meet
the Foreign Secretary in safety.

- What?
- He's asked Peel?

He'll be fine. These houses
are like fortresses.

They can sign the treaty there.

- When did they leave?
- Moments ago.

You might still catch them.

TUPPENCE:
We have to stop them.

BULLDOG:
Hold on.

What are you doing?
What's going on?

- It's Peel.
- What's Peel?

Brown.

BULLDOG:
Peel is Brown?

What do we do?
We need a car.

Tuppence, where's that hairpin?

- What are you doing?
- Taking Uncle's car.

- Well, at least let me drive.
- Certainly not.

A car like this needs
to be handled by a man.

I've always wanted
to drive this beast.

[ Engine turns over, revs]

Oh. Whoops.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

Clutch, Tommy!

[Tires squealing ]

The Foreign Secretary's
waiting for you in here.

The others
will be along shortly.

Could you see?

I think I just got stung
by a wasp.

A bee probably.

There are so many around
this time of year.

- L'll get you something.
- Ah, thank you.

- Make yourself at home.
- Thank you.

Tommy, that prescription the
nurse gave Peel, what was it?

TOMMY:
Insulin.

TUPPENCE:
That could be fatal.

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.
You got clearance?

- Yes, here.
- That's not clearance.

- I mean U.S. clearance.
- This is an Ml5 pass.

And this is a CIA checkpoint.

For goodness' sake,
he's Third Floor.

The Secretary of State's life
is in danger.

Well, if you want to get tetchy
about it.

TUPPENCE: No, I think
we're on the list. Oh.

"[ Grunts]
-[ Thud]

[Groaning ]

Is she like this at home?

MAN:
Wait, sir.

We need to get in, quick.

The Secretary of State's
been poisoned.

Oh, dear.
He needs sugar.

- Glucose.
- A biscuit, some fruit juice.

Honey!

- BULLDOG: Perfect.
- What the hell is going on?

[ Indistinct talking ]

- Peel -- Where is he?
- Peel is Brown.

He just tried to kill
the Secretary of State.

- What?
- He must be in the house.

- CARTER: Good God!
- Search for him, Carter.

Mr. Secretary, can you hear me?
I'm giving you some honey.

[Alarm ringing ]

Time to stop.

Oh, you've been very clever,
very shrewd.

Who'd have thought it

for an average sort of man
and his wife,

more used to making marmalade
and honey.

You should have stayed at home.

There's no escape.

You won't get out
of this building.

Where's Jane?

Why should I give you that?

[ Footsteps approach ]

James?

Why?

I'm not going to sit
in a stinking hole, Carter.

I'm not going to let you
take me to rot in some prison.

But you love this country.

Sunken, immoral, corrupt.

The things I see in the courts.

You think that's something
you could love?

I see a nobler future.

Let history be my judge.

You put down the gun...

and we can talk about it.

I was brilliant in my day.

[Thud 1

[ indistinct conversations]

Jane.

[ Birds chirping ]

[Liquid pouring]

Are you sure she's okay?

[Sighs]

Fine.
A little rung out.

- Milk?
- Yes.

I realize I owe you
an explanation.

We worked it out.

I should have told you
from the start.

You're married.

Only in name.

I'm going through a divorce.

I see.

Don't do that thin-lipped thing.
I know I put you through it.

That is an understatement.

I thought
that I would lose everything

if anyone knew about Jane
before the divorce was settled.

[ Sighs ]
It's selfish of me.

I panicked
and said she was my niece.

And once I said it once...

Forgive me?

For now.

But you better
take good care of her.

Jane!

I am never going to
let you out of my sight.

[Crying] I thought I was
going to die in that room.

Hush.

You're safe now.

There's a rumor in the village

that you've got yourself
a fancy woman.

- Is there really?
- Hm.

You've been receiving
secret phone calls

according to one source.

- I wonder who that can be.
- I have no idea.

Well, I do have an idea,

and if you will go taking
your wedding ring off...

I thought
I'd explained all that.

You found it?

TUPPENCE: Shouldn't really go
leaving it lying around, Tommy.

You are a wonderful woman,
Mrs. Beresford.

Have I ever told you that?

Tommy, you'll hurt your back.

Oh! It's wonderful to be
getting back to normal.

Normal?

Well, just you, me,
George, the dog.

I'll even consider
giving up the bees.

- Really?
- Yes.

Provided we can leave
this damn sleuthing behind.

What?

What do you mean, "what?"

Why would we want
to leave it behind?

But you said, you said --

I know what I said, but it was
in the heat of the moment.

Oh, Tommy, think of all
the adventures we could have.

There's a whole world out there
full of spies and assassins

and people wanting
to hurt this country.

We, my darling,
have only just started.

[Sighs] Can I at least have
the weekend to think about it?

[ Speaking indistinctly]

[Tiffin barking ]