George Gently, Series 6, Episode 3 - Gently with honour

[ Bells tolling ] MAN: "By man came also the resurrection of the dead. Christ the firstfruits, 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. MAN: [ Moaning softly ] [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Man laughs ] ALL: Potatoes whole, potatoes pied. Enjoy them all, including chips. Remember, spuds don't come in ships! Gently. How do you do? -Thought it was you, Sergeant. -Hm. Detective Chief Inspector these days. Ah. So you swapped one uniform for another, unlike myself. So I see. Brigadier Phillips. I'm fighting an impulse to salute. [ Laughs ] 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? Yes. Archie was a warrior. Saved my life more than once. Mine too. He was a good man. 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 1:00 this morning. This had better be good, John. Or bad. You'll 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. But thank you for your concern. I appreciate it. -On we go. -This way. Place was pretty full last night, apparently -- maybe about 20 patrons, summat like that. How does this work? Is there a membership, or... No, no. You pay an entry. There's an old fellow 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 handprint there. It's not gonna test our talents much, this one, sir. There's another smear here. Look. Now, we've got a witness, a man called Michael 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. [ Water dripping ] No one intervened? Well, the witness got a smack in the face for their 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. [ Sniffs ] 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 will think I've gone all rough trade. Mr. Walsh, were you the only other person in there? No. Everyone else left in a hurry. No one helped you? It all happened so fast. Let's be honest. There's plenty of men in here who wouldn't want their presence to become common knowledge, never mind talk to youse. But you stayed? Leonard was my friend. And I don't care who knows what I am. So, you are a... [ Clears throat ] ...you know -- practicing homosexual? [ Laughs ] I'm well beyond practicing, Sergeant. Only with consenting adults in the privacy of my own home, as allowed by the law. Yeah. Yeah. Did you recognize Leonard's attacker? I never seen him before. He just went insane. He ran out of here still wearing his towel, stuff still in his locker. Right. And that, please. Over there, sir. If only they all left their ID at the crime scene, we'd be home by dinnertime every day. Then what would you do with yourself? Oh, plenty, Gov. Plenty. Could take up a hobby. Such as? I don't know. Life drawing, maybe, with naked ladies, summat sensitive and artistic. Because you're well known for your artistic temperament and sensitive approach. Scott Tanner went mad. Better to be safe than sorry, this. Hello, pet. Uh, we were just wondering... Losing your touch there. I prefer them with teeth. -You've got the weapon. -Wait. Wait. All right. There's no one here, sir. Have a look around. And who the bloody hell are you, and why are you in my flat? I'm a police officer. Well, you looked a bit smart for a burglar. Back off. [ Chuckles ] 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 tell you again. John. What's this about? -You Scott Tanner? -That's my little brother. Why? I'm D.C.I. Gently. That's D.S. Bacchus. We're investigating a ***, and your brother is a suspect. [ Laughs ] What, you think Scotty... No. 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 anymore. 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. All right. Where? Mostly with a fine young lady by the name of Gwendolyn. Though I suspect that ain't her real name, if you know what I mean. When did you last see Scott? Yesterday afternoon. Gov? Bedroom was packed in a hurry. All right. Do you mind if we have a look? MARK: 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. I'm 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. -Gov. -What? It was in the bathroom. Is your brother homosexual? [ Grunts ] 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 da's before that. I don't know what was going on with him. Who does, then? [ Exhales deeply ] You want to know about Scott, you go and see that doctor of his, the headshrinker. I'll need a name. We're gonna need the address of this Gwendolyn. Oh, aye? Well, she's a strong woman. I'm not sure you'll be man enough for her. You 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. [ Birds chirping ] COLES: I'm having the photograph printed now, and a copy will be given to every officer on patrol. And we're calling in other shifts early as well -to do house-to-house. -Good. The Journ Eve and the telly are gonna do an appeal for information, sir. -Did you remember? -No one's going to approach him. The word "dangerous" is mentioned several times. -Very good. -BACCHUS: Here we are. There's no obvious connections between Leonard Price and Scott Tanner, okay? Says here that he was a regular at 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 realized that he batted for the other side. He is still dead, you know. Whatever his affiliations, I mean, he's -- he's still a victim, a person. Here we go. You gonna start burning your bras, are we? Hmm? I'll tell you what I'll do, Rachel. I'll go and organize a little march for you. -How about that? -No. All I'm saying is somebody shouldn't have to die just 'cause they're different. Did I say that? Hmm? 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. -Yeah. All right. All right. All right. *** is ***. We don't know why he died yet, do we? Anybody manage to track down Gwendolyn? Oh, yeah. Um, real name is Hedy Blake. Confirmed that Mark Tanner did spend the night with her until early morning. Um, he tips well, apparently, and is a very vigorous man. Well, good. Keep looking into Leonard Price. See if there's any connection to Scott Tanner. Come on. Where we going? See Scott Tanner's psychiatrist. [ Bells tolling ] [ Birds chirping ] Must be plenty of money in listening to folks sit and whinge all day. Get a bonus, then, shouldn't I, working with you? That's not very nice, is it, sir? GENTLY: Dr. Stefan Lesley? Yes. I'm D.C.I. Gently. This is D.S. Bacchus. May we come in, please? Um, may I ask what it's regarding? Yes. It's about one of your patients, Scott Tanner. Please. GENTLY: Thank you. [ Door closes ] Hey, it's a nice part of town, this, isn't it? Yes. My father bought this place years ago. -I love it. -I'll bet. Just live in a top-floor flat, me. Sure has got damp. Scott Tanner is a fugitive and a suspect in a *** inquiry. Scott killed someone? BACCHUS: Yep. He, uh... He went, you know, crackers in a Turkish bath and he beat a man to death. That clearly surprises you. W-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 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.. Yeah, that's fine. Thank you. Um, I don't know. I've had no other dealings with the military, so I couldn't say. Ah. Your help looks expensive. Yes. Well, my father came from money. He was a very eminent psychiatrist and researcher. Mm. Followed in his footsteps, did you? Or rather walked in his shadow. W-Would you like some water? Uh, no, Thank you. Scott was a patient of mine. I'd like to help you, of course. But, um, as I'm sure you 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? Y-You say he attacked someone completely unprovoked? Apparently, yes. [ Clock ticking ] Scott was exhibiting symptoms of schizophrenia, the onset of which often occurs in men in their early 20s. Um, 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? Mm, not to my knowledge. And was he on antipsychotic medication? I'm afraid that's confidential, Mr. Gently. Was Scott Tanner a homosexual? That's also confidential. Because the *** occurred in a Turkish bath frequented by such men. Could an unwelcome approach from another man set off one of these psychotic episodes? Scott maybe had a grudge against him, you know, 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 gonna need to see his medical records, Doctor. I-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. Uh, if he should contact you or turn up here, if you wouldn't mind... Of course. I'll, uh, 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 *** all day. Oh, don't worry, John. You're halfway there. Ha ha. Can't be good for his reputation, though, can it? Aye? 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. Doesn't change the fact that Tanner did it. [ Engine turns over ] Have you seen this person? MAN: 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 can play football for that. [ Indistinct shouting ] Discipline is the foundation that the army is based on. You! You mugger! Get down and give me 10! -Go! Hurry up! -GENTLY: It saves lives, John. MAN: Down! And it builds character for later life. Made 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. MAN: Wheel turn to the left and freeze! Do you miss it? Yeah, I do, some of it. Turn! GENTLY: Of 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 will be our lift. [ Explosions, men shouting ] [ Gunfire ] [ Explosions, shouting continue ] DARWIN: 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 ***. The suspect is a former C.M. 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. Well, 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. It's 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. [ Explosion ] -Bloody hell. -[ Shouting continues ] 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. Well, he is a fugitive, and he -- 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. [ Explosions, shouting continue ] [ Birds chirping ] BACCHUS: Tanner can't just vanish into thin air, sir. He's a trained soldier, don't forget. Yeah, but a crap one, apparently. Doesn't make any difference. He still knows how to hide and live off the land, doesn't he? [ Doorbell rings ] What are these medical records gonna tell us that we don't already know, sir? Well, why would he make us wait till we got a search warrant? He's hiding something. He's not answering the door either. [ Doorbell rings ] Oh, he's hanged himself! John, get out the way. Gov! Gov, the window's up! [ Rope creaking ] He's been dead for a while. Stone cold. Oh, God. I want to know why. I don't like coincidences, John. When we came here yesterday, he didn't seem like a man unhappy in his life. Taylor, it's me. Get the, uh, 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. [ Chickens clucking ] All right, mate. Dad! Dad! It's him! [ Breathing heavily ] MAN: Stop where you are, son! Stop! [ Siren wails ] Stay there, son. Stay there. Why don't you tell me if this is the man that killed Leonard Price, okay? Aye, that's him. Good. [ Door closes ] We have your wallet. We have your clothes. We know you were at the Turkish baths. [ Clears throat ] So, what happened? I don't know. Well, you know you went there. Yeah? So why don't you know? I don't remember. That's convenient, innit? 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'd done? So what had you done? Right. I'm gonna jog your memory. You ready? You went to the Turkish bath to look 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 just out of town. Does that help you? Blood on my hand. Yeah, I'll say. Killed Leonard Price, didn't you? Didn't you? We've got a witness who saw you do it. [ Exhales sharply, sniffles ] Please. I...I need my doctor. Stefan Lesley. We've already spoken to Dr. Lesley, Scott. Oh? Yesterday. When did you last see him? Last week, Wednesday. I see him every Wednesday. -Not today? -No. Well, if you needed Dr. Lesley, why didn't you go talk to him? He could have helped you. 'Cause 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 gonna help you understand, is he? Because he's dead. -Stefan? -BACCHUS: Mm-hmm. -Sit down. -No. [ Breathing shakily ] He can't be. BACCHUS: Did you kill him, Scott? -Hmm? Did you? -No. He can't be. No. He -- He can't. He knows. He knows. [ Sobs ] What does he know, Scott? What does he know? GENTLY: [ Sighs ] And I'll charge him with Leonard Price's ***, right? Yeah. He's not fit to plead yet, so get him to Hyde Park Hospital to be assessed. Right. Then we'll get in the pub, yeah? -What for? -Celebrate a good result. Job well done, that. Hey, look at all this paperwork. Must be like Christmas for you, innit? -Go on. Leave it, men. -Hey? Shame we've got a result before you've managed to finish this lot. Not so fast, John. Hey. No. Gov, Tanner flipped out and killed Price and now is either genuinely blanking it from his memory or he's pretending. [ Drawer closes ] Either way, our job is done. 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. What, the day after his patient commits a *** he can't remember anything about? That doesn't bother you at all? [ Sighs ] Gov. Right. He screwed up with Tanner, felt all remorseful, and topped himself. I don't know. Why does anybody ever kill themselves? 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 around it. It's a suspicious death related to a *** 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, no. There's too many unanswered questions about this for me to file it away. Right. [ Sighs ] 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 alphabetizing where appropriate, and I'm investigating other lines of inquiries. 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, uh, Stefan Lesley's will. This makes very interesting reading. Rachel, please. Don't encourage him. Well, 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. Mm. So...what if one of the other five read about Scott Tanner in the newspaper, saw an opportunity, faked Stefan Lesley's suicide, and inherits? Well, yeah. 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? COLES: Yes, sir. Where's Hopewood? Scott? -Scotty! -This man's under arrest. -Where are you taking him?! -Taylor! MARK: Oi! Let go of him! -TAYLOR: Hey. Calm down. -MARK: Let me talk to him. -GENTLY: All right. -In the van! Let me talk to him. Where -- Where are you taking him? Scott's been charged with ***. [ Sighs ] Scotty! I did it, Mark. Hey. Thought he wasn't a killer, hmm? Your brother's being taken to Hyde 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. [ Engine turns over ] What'd you do that for? [ Birds chirping ] BACCHUS: Bit off the beaten track, this, innit? Police. We'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! Yeah. Still need an order. Bloody squaddies. DR. BING: Come in. Apparently this is something to do with a *** inquiry? Yes. I'm Detective -- 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. Well, you told the sentry this was a *** inquiry, and then you mentioned Stefan. Ergo, he was either the victim or the perpetrator. Now I know which. Someone's dead, and... you just 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 *** inquiry. Well, the man that committed the *** is an ex-patient of his, a man called Scott Tanner. Means nothing to me. We discussed this *** 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. 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. Ah. 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. [ Sighs ] Do you want me to lie to you? Well, 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? Find 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. [ Exhales deeply ] Come on, ma'am. Really. It's not the London Palladium. Right. Yeah. So there were six beneficiaries of Stefan Lesley's will. Uh, 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? Um, Tony Johnson died in military service, and he served at C.M. barracks with Scott Tanner. Oh. Getting a bit less stretchy by the minute, innit? 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 she lives in Southampton. 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 drug and alcohol abuse. And, um, Edward Fuller now resides in Newcastle. Well, that will was changed in their favor a year ago. And why? That's the question. Rachel? No? Dear me. I'm a bit disappointed. Well, I'll go and see Fuller in Newcastle. John, you go to Leeds to see Wells and Lesley's solicitor. Hang about. You want me to go to a mental asylum in Yorkshire. Why? You're not gonna need a passport, you know. No. I know that. I just don't know what it is exactly I'm meant to be investigating. Tanner's not full shilling, right? Now there's this Wells fella. So what? Sir, uh, Scott Tanner has got no outstanding prescriptions for any medication with any chemist 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 have 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 him. And take Rachel with you. What? Why? Do you want to go? -Aye. -That's why. And she's earned it. Don't think you're getting to drive. [ Up-tempo rock music playing ] [ Engine, music stop ] [ Inhales sharply ] Morning. It's a wild-goose chase, this, innit? Huh? Don't know why we're doing this. We've already got the killer. Driving all this way 'cause the gov'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 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. [ Metal clanking ] Eddie Fuller? Aye. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. I'll do it. [ Cackling ] Very funny, pal. Very funny. [ Laughing continues ] All right. Not a word, you. First I'm hearing of it. And he's dead. You've certainly gained a lot of money, Mr. Fuller. You think I killed him? [ Chuckles ] No. I'm not saying that. But while we're talking about it, where were you yesterday? [ Metal clanking ] My grandfather is dying in the infirmary. I was with him all day... getting my *** kicked at chess. So you've never heard of Scott Tanner. Oh. 'Cause he was a soldier, like you. You were never stationed at C.M.? I wasn't some crap hat. I was a para. You know what that means? [ Chuckles ] Oh, yeah. You're not anymore? Bust my leg. Invalided out. 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 my balls. What about Hopewood? That ring any bells? I think we're done. So you do know it. Well, what is it? I-I cannae talk about it. Well, Dr. Stefan Lesley worked there. Is that why you were in his will? I don't know aught about his will or why he's left me this money. Well, just tell me about Hopewood. I can't. Look. Alls I ever wanted to do was serve my country to make sure the next time we go to war, we win that one and all. I take my loyalties very seriously. I signed the papers. I know what's expected of me. [ Both laugh ] [ Bell chimes ] [ Indistinct conversations ] Let me do the talking. You watch and learn. [ Knocks on door ] -Can't wait. -BACCHUS: Charlotte Tate? -You're the police officer? -That's right. Detective Sergeant Bacchus. This is W.P.C. 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 and the biscuit tray. You must be quite the forward thinker, Sergeant. That's me. Sit, please. Thank you. BACCHUS: Now, we're inquiring 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? Ah. More than just a client, I think. That was cruel, Sergeant, and unnecessary. Stefan committed suicide? I think so. Do you have any idea why? No. You 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? Hmm? What harm does 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. GENTLY: Colonel. I'll be putting it all in a box soon. I've been selected for promotion. Finally made it to full colonel. Oh, congratulations. Well, it may sound arrogant, but I believe I've earned it. I see you fought against the Mau Mau. DARWIN: Mm. 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 C.M. 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. And I was devastated to lose him. How did he die? Ah. 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 wished. 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. Mm. Is it a terrible thing for me to say that I miss combat? Hm. The exhilaration, the camaraderie, the simple life-and-death honor of it all. There's no honor in war. I know it's a reason that many men go and fight them, but...it doesn't survive the reality. Well, you played your part in the defeat of a great evil. There's honor 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? Came up in my inquiries. Well, 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's 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. Yeah. 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. [ Knock on door ] Ah. Good effort, Corporal. Here's your report. Good day, Detective Chief Inspector. Ah. And good luck with your case. [ Indistinct shouting ] Larry Wells was a lunatic. Really was. He was bouncing off the walls. Couldn't ask him anything. I know. He was scary, wasn't he? Yeah, I was just not used to that kind of thing. Yeah, 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 absolutely love it if somebody I didn't know left me a stack of cash -- or somebody I did know, come to mention it. [ Sighs ] Any luck with that solicitor? [ Sighs ] Same as you, really. Got upset when we said that Lesley had died but denied all knowledge. I reckon she was lying about summat. I'd agree, sir. [ Clears throat ] Evening, sir. George, 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 ***. I'm investigating two deaths. Well, 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 gonna 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 inquiry, 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 gonna 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 governor that no one -- no one speaks to the army without my say-so. -You understand? -Yes, sir. You? All right. Yeah. Crystal clear, sir. So there's no misunderstandings. Well, 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 in the corridor out there, is it? No, not yet. Although he did mention a haircut. [ Chuckles ] Somebody at the MOD doesn't like our investigation. They want to hide something. My guess is Hopewood. They won't speak to us. Well, Scott Tanner might. [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Man screaming in distance ] Quiet! [ Shouts indistinctly ] [ Man sobbing ] 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 the -- 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. I 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. [ Scoffs ] No. You were my little brother. T-That's all that ever was. [ Men shouting indistinctly ] 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? [ Vehicle approaching ] Stay in the car. He's not your biggest fan. Well, I don't see why that's my fault. What are you doing here? You come to get your confession signed, wrap it all up, lock my brother away forever? I know there's something else going on, Mark, from when Scott was still serving in the army. Serving? [ Chuckles ] Aye. We served. Follow your orders, no questions asked, whatever they had you do, eh, Mr. Gently? You know, we used to be the good guys. That's what I always thought. It's why I signed up. So, what changed? My eyes were opened. What, do you think the Americans had a monopoly on baby killing and massacres? I was in Kenya. And we did things there, called it soldiering. When you tell men the enemy are less than human, bad things happen. I guess that'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. And I can't stand it. GENTLY: Then talk to me. MARK: [ Scoffs ] What are you gonna do? You're just the same as them. You just wear a different uniform. [ Shouting in distance ] Come on, Colin. Thank you. How can anybody ever get better in a place like this? Is that the idea, Gov? I thought it was to stop them hurting other people. Does say "criminally insane" over the door. GENTLY: Some of them don't even know what they've done. Well, the world's not perfect, is it? Bloody hell. What have they given him? Legato. GENTLY: 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. Ah. Because you signed the papers? I've signed the papers, too. So has John. Yeah. You did? Yeah. How else would we know about Hopewood? Why did they send you there? Well, I... I volunteered. Oh. It was a... ...a day out. [ Laughter, engine humming ] [ Rock music playing ] [ Music continues ] It was fun. We were... [ Laughs ] We were so high. MAN: Keep it straight! Keep it tight! [ Laughter echoing ] [ Birds chirping ] [ Laughter continues ] How old are you? 23. How old are you? [ Laughs ] [ Laughs ] What drugs were you given? I don't know. We weren't told what or why. That was part of the test, you know? And we were -- we were free, like, to come and go as we pleased. But, um... But then it changed. Scott. Changed how? SCOTT: Men in black masks. We'd only see their eyes and their teeth, and they were shouting at me. No! [ Sobs ] [ Gunshots ] 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. Yeah. Good lad. What happened in the steam room? I was lonely. [ Steam hisses ] [ Grunts ] [ Indistinct shouting ] 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. Told me it wasn't my fault. They pushed us too far. And now there's no way back... is there? Well, you heard him. He volunteered for it. He 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. Gov, what's going on? Huh? What's this all about? Gov, Tanner volunteered, and Stefan Lesley killed himself because -- I don't know -- 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? It's not one for us to investigate, sir. That's down to his brief and the courts, all right? Get in the car. Gov. All right, pet. What have you got there? Is that your homework, is it? No. It's the pathology report for Stefan Lesley. All 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'll be all magnanimous and all, which makes it even worse. Wait. Right. Okay. Come on, then. I suppose you want to watch me eating humble pie. Sir? You were right. Take it all back. Well, well, well. Well, you weren't in there, 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. Um, 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, innit? Strong motive. 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? Yeah. We could take her out to tea. Oh, that's a good idea. Yeah. 'Cause the last person she had a drink with ended up with their neck snapped. Shall I call the ACC's officer and put a request in? -What for? -Well, a for an interview. ACC Hale said that -- Forget about Hale. Well, with all respect, sir, it's easy for you to say, but -- Rachel, this isn't a discussion. She is right, Gov. But then you don't care, do you? I care about catching a killer. Nothing else. Certainly not about helping them cover it up. Don't worry about it. This conversation never happened, all right, -as far as you're concerned. -Oh. What conversation? Exactly. Listen. Do me a favor. 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. GENTLY: I know about the psychological-warfare tests carried out on Scott Tanner and others. And I know about the torture and the beatings. [ Chuckles softly ] 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. GENTLY: Stefan Lesley was murdered. You look a little emotional there, Doctor. GENTLY: 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 Chinese are running similar tests. So we drop to their level? I had a job to do. It was you 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 ***. 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 inquiries elsewhere. This is classified film showing tests we conducted at Hopewood. NARRATOR: October 1967. The idea was to drop LSD on enemy formations, rendering them unable to fight. MAN: The first doses were administered at 1100 hours. The enemy target is over there! Remember what we're doing here, lads! Remember why we're here! Tanner, keep it tight over there! Come here! NARRATOR: At 1145, the first effects became apparent. MAN: Come on. That's it. NARRATOR: The test subjects began to lose coordination and concentration on the task at hand. MAN: Here! Right! Come here! NARRATOR: The subjects stopped taking orders and became disorientated. [ Laughter ] As you can see, it was hardly torture. [ Laughter continues ] NARRATOR: Subject 7 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 interrogation. We were looking for a truth serum. Can you tell me a little about your family? NARRATOR: The subjects were asked a series of questions. Uh, I-I have a brother. DR. BING: 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. 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. I can answer the question, Doctor. [ Laughs ] No, no. I can do it. I can -- DR. BING: I don't think we need to. Can you go back to the beginning? [ Audio playing backwards ] 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 cold be in danger. From who? Scott Tanner's got a brother. He's ex-special forces, and we don't know where he is. Now, he may be looking to seek revenge on those people that he thinks are responsible. Well, 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. MAN: There's still no sign of him, sir. BACCHUS: All right. Keep looking. No sign of Mark Tanner at home, sir. They don't know where he is. Now, question is, will he go after Dr. Bing? If it's him. Well, who else is it, sir? Huh? 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. -Gov, I'm on my break. -Go on. Just a look. Darwin told me that Tony Johnson died at C.M. barracks on maneuvers. There's the report, signed by him. So what's the date on the death? 14th of October 1967. 14th of October 1967. And the Hopewood film that we saw is also 14th of October 1967. So how can he be dying at C.M. if he's taking LSD at Hopewood? Darwin lied to us, and the film proves it. Gov, why would he lie? Hmm? These tests are public knowledge nowadays, aren't they? They're all aboveboard. 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? [ Exhales sharply ] Shut the door. [ Door closes ] [ Exhales deeply ] That funeral I went to was Archie Leeson, man who saved my life. We got pinned down by a sniper. He was up in a bell tower. And he killed three of our platoon before he finally ran out of ammo and surrendered. Waved the white flag. So down he comes. And he's just a boy. 17 or 18. His uniform didn't even fit him. He'd 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. When they'd finished, the men were looking at each other, horrified at what they'd done. It was ***...pure and simple. Well... he was the enemy, wasn't he, sir? Yeah. [ Exhales deeply ] He was. But he'd surrendered. Made us no different from the Nazis is what they did. And I knew I should have reported it, but my lieutenant, Lieutenant Phillips, said no. And I went along with it. 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, "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. [ Laughs ] 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 *** inquiry. It has a military connection. Well, there are channels for that sort of thing, Gently. Yes, 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 Lieutenant Colonel James Darwin, currently at C.M. barracks. If I go down channels, they'll just close me down. You want me to put a fellow officer in the frame for ***? If he's guilty. You two -- out of the car now! -[ Keys jingling ] -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. Off the road! All the way! Run! Can you drive? -Yes. -Right! Well, get out 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. -[ Door closes ] -Drive! -[ Parking brake clicks ] TAYLOR: Sir! Sir, somebody just kidnapped Dr. Bing at gunpoint. -Where? -Outside Hopewood. Sounds like Mark Tanner. He took a squad car with her in it. We should try his flat, sir. Go ahead. Nobody is to approach him without my say-so. Check Dr. Bing's house and the Tanner apartment first. -[ Telephone ringing ] -Okay, sir. Sir, there's a call for you -- a Brigadier Phillips. We haven't got time for that. Sir, come on. -Uh, carry on. -No. We haven't got time, sir. It's all right. Wait for me in the car. [ Breathing unsteadily ] A man died in this room because of what you did to my brother. Please. I didn't know anything. No more lies! I'm gonna ask questions. You're gonna answer them. Just like Scotty. [ Gasping ] I'm a woman. You think that I haven't killed women before? -[ Screams ] -No! No. No, there's nothing that I haven't done for queen and country. [ Gasps ] That's one thing that me and you have got in common. Oh! Gov, car's been spotted outside Lesley's. [ Engine turns over ] [ Tires screech ] [ Bell tolling in distance ] MAN: Go in. Go. Quick! Go! [ Grunting ] All right. You can leave. -It's all right. -[ Gasps ] -[ Breathing heavily ] -You all right? -Yeah. Yeah. -You sure? -Mm. -Mark Tanner, wasn't it? Hmm? -Wasn't it? -Yes. [ Groans ] Thank you. Aah. Who's he really after? Yeah. You know what I'm talking about, don't you? I can make a very good case for you being involved in the *** 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. DARWIN: Tell me what you are. Tell me! Tell me or he dies. SCOTT: [ Breathing heavily ] Yes. What are you?! [ Sobs ] I'm...I'm ***. All this because they were homosexuals? No. That was irrelevant to us, but -- 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'd... 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. DR. BING: Fine. You're right. But we can't change that now. Yeah. But we can help Scott Tanner. How? By showing that it wasn't his fault, by -- by telling the world what we did to him! Well, 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. GENTLY: And you warned Darwin that Stefan was having an attack of conscience and was gonna 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 and said I had to meet him at Hopewood. I want a written statement out of you. And I want those films! GENTLY: That's Lesley's car. Stop! Gov! Gov! [ Groans ] [ Crackling ] Move! -[ Grunts ] -Move! Now! Now get up on your feet! -On your feet and look at me! -Mark! GENTLY: Put it down, mate. Or what? What, you're gonna sic your dog on me again, are you? Now, do us all a favor and walk away! Gently, this man is insane. You know what he did to my brother! Yes. And he deserves to die! -Get back, you! Get back! -All right. All right. -GENTLY: Mark. -MARK: I won't tell you again! Mark! What about your brother then? Huh? 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 would be worth it. GENTLY: No! No! Mark, he'll only get charged with manslaughter. Diminished responsibility. He'll be out when he's still a young man, and then you can be there for him. You do this, you're gonna be leaving him on his own again. No. Step aside. [ Grunts ] Gently, step aside! I can't do it, Mark. He's got to pay. He will, I promise. Scott will definitely get out? Absolutely. Yes. Now, you know I've got to arrest you, Mark, for what you've done. [ Breathing heavily ] Aye. Yeah. Go on, then. MAN: What you gonna do? Are you gonna cry? Eh? Are you gonna cry? Filthy pig! [ Grunts ] [ Breathing heavily ] Stop. Stop. STEFAN: Stop this, please. Please. It's too much! DR. BING: Take him out. [ Sobbing ] Sit down there, Colonel. Thank you, Constable. DARWIN: Tell me what you are. Tell me! Tell me or he dies. -What are you?! -[ Gun *** ] SCOTT: [ Sobs ] I'm...I'm ***. Both of you! -[ Shouts ] -No! [ Gunshot ] 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 their balls, too. That is war. Yeah, 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 -- -BACCHUS: Yeah, yeah, yeah. You thought you'd gotten away with it, hadn't you? Hadn't you? Until Dr. Bing telephoned you to tell you that Stefan Lesley was gonna tell tales. I wanted to save Stefan from himself. [ Laughs ] Yeah. 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? Hmm? [ Scoffs ] You actually think they're going to let you do this? Oh, Gently, you are an idealist. I pity you, man. [ Gagging ] Gov. Gov. -Hey. Hey! Gov. -[ Groans ] [ Breathing heavily ] [ Coughing ] 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 gonna be tried and convicted for the *** of Dr. Stefan Lesley. [ Laughs ] I dare you. All right, then. [ Clears throat ] Sir! [ Sighs ] Right! Where is he? No idea, sir. What is the bloody meaning of that? That's a good result, that, innit? That's a disaster, you idiot! Who called the papers?! I told him! I told him tell me first so we can manage it! I was stupid enough to think that he would! Who, sir? You tell Gently I want him the moment he arrives, right?! Righto. 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 have been 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? Whom can it possibly serve? Well...just me, really. It's never too late to admit guilt. You and I weren't guilty of anything. We ignored a ***. And we should be better than that. We have to have honor. Without it, we're just... animals. [ Sighs ] I've tried so hard to be, uh... 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. Subtitling made possible by RLJ Entertainment