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WOMAN: Matthew!
Breakfast!
[ Horn honks ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Speaking Russian ]
MAN: Get a move on!
What the hell do you think you´re doing?
-My ball! -You´ll get yourself killed!
I´ve told you about four million times.
Football is in the park.
[ All shouting ]
Stay where you are! Sit down, sit down!
Sit down!
Sergeant, stop firing that weapon now!
Prisoners escaped, sir.
Two prisoners down the alley. Go, go!
No weapons to be used here.
You two, back in the truck! Guard those prisoners.
Get after them, boys. Go!
Prisoners separated.
Right. Let´s go. Go!
Stop the truck!
There he is!
Let´s cut them off!
Get him!
Move it!
Come on, mate!
-That´s it. -You two, with me!
Give up! Stand still.
Come on.
That´s it.
Don´t shoot!
Don´t shoot!
No, no. Stop! Wait, wait!
We´re sending you home.
We´re sending you home.
This is a balls-up, isn´t it, Bennet?
Yes, sir.
British soldiers opening fire in an urban area.
Well, thank God hardly anyone was around.
-Only one got away? -Yes, sir, just the one.
No sign of him since?
We may have had one sighting, sir.
Down on the coast, near Hastings.
Hastings?
[ Sea gulls crying ]
-Maurice Jones, Labour Party. -Very nice to meet you.
-And you. -Thank you.
Good morning, madam. Maurice Jones, Labour Party.
Remember the name. We´ll need every vote on July 5th.
I wonder if I can count on your support.
Not me. I´m with Winnie.
Right.
Morning, sir.
Morning.
Maurice Jones, local candidate for the Labour Party.
Are you really?
I was wondering if I could count on your support.
Do you know, I´ve been wondering the same thing.
Would you care for some literature?
It sets out the need for a new start.
Well, with rationing --
I think you´ll find Labour has all the answers.
Huge paper shortage.
Best not, perhaps. Don´t you think?
MAN: Detective Chief Superintendent Foyle.
I think we all owe you a vote of gratitude.
Well, that´s uncommonly decent of you,
but I´m not here to be thanked.
How is the new station?
The new station is delightful,
apart from the fact that I don´t want to be in it.
I resigned.
I am aware of that.
It was very good of you to return
after your predecessor...
Died.
MAN: In very unfortunate circumstances.
Well, it´s my experience that most deaths are unfortunate.
But all that was some considerable while ago.
I´d like to know why I´m still there
and where my replacement is.
MAN: Mr. Foyle, you have to understand.
We have two problems.
The first is a chronic shortage of staff,
particularly at a senior level.
We lost a great many men to the war,
and they´re only just beginning to trickle back.
Finding someone to take your place will take time.
Well, you´ve had the time.
MAN: But there´s another problem.
Put simply, you´re a hard act to follow.
MAN #2: Can we not persuade you to think again, Foyle?
You´ve been remarkably successful in Hastings.
Indeed, along the whole south coast.
You´re too young to retire.
Well, retirement has nothing to do with it.
I resigned.
I returned temporarily to help
with what I could see was a difficult situation,
but the war is over.
I´d now like to be remarkably successful somewhere else.
That might well be the case,
but right now, there is no one else.
Four weeks.
After that, no matter what, I´ll be going.
I posted your letters for you, Sir Leonard.
And this is the book you wanted.
I´m afraid there´s still only lamb in the shops,
so it´s chops again.
Thank you, Miss Stewart.
What do you think of this?
Hmm, it´s beautiful.
It was given to me by the artist Carol Fleischer.
I met him in Antwerp.
He died in Buchenwald.
We may have won the war,
but there´s still so much to be done.
I´m sorry. Was he a friend of yours?
An acquaintance.
I have some letters for you to type for me, Miss Stewart.
And this afternoon,
I thought we might get back to our other work.
Oh, yes.
You still feel uncomfortable?
No. Not really.
No need to be.
Thank you for the book.
By the way, Sir Leonard, I wanted to remind you.
I´m taking the whole of Sunday off.
Oh, yes. That´s fine.
-Lunch at 1:00? -Right.
Niko.
I don´t suppose you´ve managed to dig up any potatoes, did you,
because there were none in the shops.
NIKO: The shops were impty?
Empty. With an "E." Empty.
But, yes.
Queues everywhere and nothing to queue for.
I don´t know why people bother.
Potatoes.
Oh, perfect.
Do you ever think about going home, Niko?
This is my home now.
Yes, but don´t you want to get back to your family?
I am happy here.
And you, Sam? You are happy, too?
I don´t know.
I don´t know what I´m doing stuck here.
But it´s either here or Leominster so...
Lunch at 1:00.
-One? -1:00.
Thanks!
Sir?
WILSON: That´s him.
You can wait for me here, Schaps.
[ Telephone ringing ]
[ Knock on door ]
MAN: Sir?
FOYLE: Yes.
Foyle.
Brigadier.
It´s very, very good to see you again after all these --
What is it? 27 years.
And far from pleasant circumstances last time we met.
Well, you´ve done well for yourself.
Congratulations, Foyle. I always knew you´d go far.
As far as Hastings.
No, no, no. That´s why I promoted you
when I had the privilege to have you under my command.
Now may I?
FOYLE: Well, of course.
I take this is not a social visit.
Well, that was always the way. Straight to the point.
But have you seen any of them, Foyle?
Lowe was here.
He was at my wedding.
WILSON: Lowe?
Ian Lowe.
He was blind.
Ah, yes.
Here we are, just gone through the whole thing again.
But you have a son.
In London. He´s come through it all right.
I´m very glad.
But I won´t take up your time, Foyle.
But you´re quite right, of course.
I´m here on War Office business.
I´m looking for this man.
Ivan Spiakov.
Russian, from Georgia originally.
Fought with the Germans against us, captured in Normandy.
What makes you think he´s here?
Well, he was in Brenchurch two days ago
when he slipped out of our hands.
We believe he was heading west.
And it´s absolutely vital that we find him.
One escaped prisoner?
Oh, Spiakov is a troublemaker.
An agitator.
At the moment, we have more than 1,200 Russian POWs in England.
They all fought on the German side, and some of them --
Well, to describe them as animals
wouldn´t be putting it too strongly.
Did you hear what happened in the village of Saint Donat?
June 15th, last year.
German reprisal against the Resistance.
They sent the Russians in.
It was a bloodbath.
53 women *** and all the rest of it.
-FOYLE: This man was there? -WILSON: Oh, no, no, no.
I just want you to understand
what these people, roused, are capable of.
We´re trying to get them out of the country quietly, peacefully,
and he´s determined to whip them up against us.
I´m not quite sure how I...
Oh, I came to you, Foyle, because you know this area.
You can find him.
If he´s still here,
which I have every reason to believe he is.
He had no money, nowhere else to go.
But more to the point,
I can trust you to keep it under your hat.
Report to me directly.
We don´t want to scare the local populace.
So, might I ask you to use your men, your resources?
Of course.
WILSON: Good man.
I knew I could count on you.
Well, you can contact me at the War Office.
Please let me know as soon as you have any news.
And it would be good to have a proper chat one day.
SPIAKOV: Psst!
Psst!
Ivan!
EDITH: Let me make you some more tea.
No, I´m all right, thank you.
I have to be on my way.
You never talk about your work.
Well, there´s not much to tell.
Go on. I´m interested.
Well, we had a school broken in to last week.
Staff lost two months´ tea money.
And there´s been a couple of late-night smash-and-grabs.
They shouldn´t turn off the street lights.
It saves fuel.
Sometimes I think I´m just killing time.
You´re missing Hastings.
No. No, I´m not.
I like being here with you.
I like Brighton.
And it was time to move.
You wait and see.
What?
Things are going to change, Edie.
There are ex-servicemen pouring back into the country.
Guns everywhere and, what, with all these shortages...
You want to prove yourself.
I want to show that I can manage.
Without Mr. Foyle.
Tom.
TOM: Joe.
Am I glad to see you.
Come in.
So, how was it?
Bloody shambles.
All of it. Start to finish.
-You want to talk about it? -No.
You were well out of it, Joe. Believe me.
JOE: I wanted to be where you were, Tom.
I´d have given anything.
Well, you were the one who inherited Dad´s flat feet.
And you were the one that got all the gongs.
Oh, yeah.
Africa Star, Italy Star.
I got them for showing up.
JOE: And what did I get?
Four years wet-nursing a bunch of Jerries.
What were they like?
They weren´t too bad.
A bit surly, some of them.
But good workers.
We had a bunch of them draining the land
up at Ted Walker´s place.
Old Ted.
Don´t tell me he´s still in the land of the living.
So, what are you going to do, Tom, now that you´re back?
I hoped you´d put me up for a bit.
JOE: Of course. You´re welcome.
You gonna see Mum and Dad?
In time.
I´ve got to find work.
Any thoughts?
Yeah, I thought I´d see Spencer-Jones.
Sir Leonard, you know.
He´ll give me my old job back.
Are you sure about that, Tom?
What do you mean?
JOE: Well, things have changed.
A lot of water has gone under the bridge since you went away.
He´ll see me, all right.
He promised. I´ll see him tomorrow.
And now?
A bit of shut-eye. I´m knackered.
I´ll leave you to it.
It´s good to see you, Tom.
Good to be back.
I was wondering when they´d send in a senior officer, sir.
Well, sorry to disappoint. I haven´t been sent in.
Someone ought to have an inquiry.
You can´t have a shootout in a civilian population.
It´s like the Wild West.
Niko.
Have you been into the kitchen since lunchtime?
No, Miss Stewart.
Well, someone has.
Niko, I hate having to ask you this.
You know the tin where I keep the housekeeping?
I didn´t take it.
But you know it´s been taken.
Do you know who took it?
You have to help me.
They are going to take me away.
What do you mean?
Look, I don´t know what you´re going on about,
but you can´t just help yourself to the housekeeping.
Who took it?
A friend.
I met him in camp.
He has gone to the Russian House.
He tell me I have to go there, too.
What Russian House?
In London.
He says it´s where I will be safe.
He tell me I have to go there, too.
He tell me they come for me, they take me!
Niko, listen to me.
Trust me. Nobody´s going to take you anywhere.
I promise you. I won´t let them.
There was £5 in that tin. You can´t just give it away.
We´re going to have to tell Sir Leonard.
So, there were two of them?
Apparently, sir.
What happened?
Well, they headed off towards the old viaduct.
Good afternoon.
Afternoon.
You from the papers, then?
No. Why would you ask that?
I thought I might have read something sometime,
but there´s been nothing.
´Cause I saw it, you know.
Did you?
Yeah, I was just down there.
Two Russians escaped from a convoy
as far as I understand it.
Two of them you say?
No, I only saw one. Poor sod.
He was trapped, you see.
There was a truck following him and a whole squad of soldiers.
One of them called out to him.
MAN: Give up. It´s over!
But he wasn´t having any of it.
He just stood there for a minute,
and then he did it.
He did what?
He jumped.
So, he killed himself, is that what you´re saying?
In broad daylight.
He threw himself off the edge.
Russki you say?
So I believe.
Well, he´s a dead Russki now, poor sod.
Why do you think he´d do a thing like that?
Good question.
Look at you. Dressed up to the nines.
You think I look all right?
JOE: You really want this job, don´t you?
Well, I´ve got to get back to work.
And there´s not much else around.
You should go back in the army.
You´ve got to be kidding.
How much longer are you gonna keep up this malarkey?
Search me.
I´ve still got Jerries, Russkies. Even a few Ities.
They´ve all got to go home.
Then maybe I can pack it in, too.
I ought to be going.
Do you want some toast?
No.
Good luck, Tom.
I shouldn´t need luck, should I?
Who was this man?
Ivan. I meet him in the camp.
-Met him. -Yes.
They were prisoners together.
Before they release me.
Before I come here.
It was quite wrong of you to give him the money.
I hope you understand that.
The money wasn´t yours to give.
This talk of you being forced to do anything against your will
is arrant nonsense.
The war is over.
You´re a citizen of an Allied country,
under Home Office jurisdiction,
and I see absolutely no reason
why you shouldn´t be allowed to stay here
as a residential alien.
They can´t force him to go home?
I want to stay here.
Well, I´ve been in touch with a man at the Home Office.
I´ll write to him again and get this whole business sorted out.
I´m not without influence.
And I´ve also written to Walter Hardiman, my solicitor.
And I can assure you we´re not going to let this go.
Thank you, Sir Leonard. You are very kind.
You and Miss Stewart.
You have been very kind to me.
[ Knock on door ]
LEONARD: I´m not expecting anyone.
I´ll see who it is, Sir Leonard.
Yes?
I´m sorry, Tom.
But you promised.
That was six years ago.
I said I would do what I could.
You said you´d keep my job open for me.
Any time, you said.
I went to war.
LEONARD: And I´m very glad to see you back again.
I´ll, of course, do what I can for you.
TOM: You lied to me.
You´ll do nothing.
ELSA: Mr. Foyle!
Now, there´s someone I haven´t seen for a long time.
You want a drink?
Thank you. I´ve heard about the coffee.
It´s the best coffee in Hastings.
The only coffee that tastes of coffee.
It´s good to see you open again.
We should never have closed.
No aliens allowed in Hastings during the war.
So, who are you looking for?
I probably haven´t seen him.
What´s he done?
Well, nothing as far as we know. We´d just like to talk to him.
And what makes you think he´d come here?
Well, doesn´t everybody, sooner or later.
-Or certainly used to. -Yes. Maybe.
But not him. I haven´t seen him.
If he´s done nothing, why do you want to talk to him?
Well, he may be in trouble.
There are a great many Russians in this country.
POWs. They could all be in trouble.
Meaning?
There are rumors.
Joseph Stalin wants them back,
and he will not welcome them with open arms.
-So they´re frightened. -There is a saying.
You may have heard it.
The dog knows what happens to him when he steals the bacon.
Until now, the British government has protected them,
but it is possible that that protection will be withdrawn.
Well, his name´s Spiakov.
If you felt able to ask around.
ELSA: I can try.
But I must tell you, Mr. Foyle,
right now, people are not talking.
Not to me.
And when they talk to each other, they whisper.
Do what you can.
ELSA: Of course.
Good coffee.
[ Horns honking ]
[ Speaks Russian ]
We speak English here only, my friend.
It is out of politeness
to the country that has been such a generous host.
Thank you.
[ Speaks Russian ]
Yes, I speak English.
Then, yes, I´m Duveen.
Sit down.
Some tea for our guest.
So, have you come far?
I was in the south, near the sea.
I was in a camp.
Me and a friend of mine escaped.
Why did you come here?
I have heard many people speaking
about the Russian House.
They said it is somewhere I would be safe.
The police are looking for you?
Maybe.
The police, the army.
But what is it you think we can do for you?
I need money. I need somewhere to hide.
You do not wish to return to Mother Russia?
No.
Why?
Because I know what happened in Odessa.
The ship called the Almanzora.
ANOKHOV: You cannot stay here.
We have no room for you,
and if the British authorities come looking for you --
SPIAKOV: I have nowhere to go!
We can arrange somewhere for you to stay.
Don´t worry. Food and money.
Who else have you told about these things?
There is no need to tell. They all know.
You should not stay here.
We will arrange for you to be taken somewhere safe.
Do you mind waiting here?
No, Sir Leonard.
I´m used to it.
Very good to see you, Leonard. Sherry?
No, thank you. You got my letter.
Yes.
This young Russian.
-Nikolai... -LEONARD: Vladchenko.
How did you actually come across him?
He was in a camp near Brighton.
Then he was assigned a work detail,
and he ended up working in my grounds.
I took a liking to him and offered him a room.
He´s been there ever since.
Well, I think it´s more than commendable,
your desire to help him.
But I must say, your letter did surprise me.
-To adopt him? -LEONARD: Why not?
He wants to stay in this country.
Doesn´t he have parents of his own?
They´re quite probably dead.
Anyway, he´ll never see them again.
But you have a son.
Maurice and I are no longer on speaking terms.
HARDIMAN: Even so...
Maurice has got nothing to do with this.
Leonard, forgive me.
I´ve known you for many, many years,
and I know how headstrong you can be.
Maurice isn´t a bad chap.
To fall out over a political difference.
Does it really matter so much?
LEONARD: It matters to me.
Everything we´ve fought for for the last six years.
I´m not going to stand back and watch it being thrown away
by a government that will bring this country to its knees!
-You really think that? -You don´t?
You can´t just cut Maurice out of your life.
Let me stop you right there, Walter.
I came to talk about Nikolai, not Maurice.
And if you won´t do what I want, let me make myself quite clear.
I´ll find a solicitor that will.
Cut Maurice out of your will! Make out everything to this...
Yes.
All right, if you´re absolutely insistent.
How long will it take?
-Well, a few days. -Thank you.
HARDIMAN: But I really think you´re making a --
LEONARD: That´s enough.
He´s really made up his mind.
I´m sorry, Maurice. I did try.
He doesn´t know what he´s doing.
He´s senile.
SAM: Good morning, sir.
Good morning. How are you?
Very well.
How are you getting on at...
Sir Leonard´s.
It takes a bit of getting used to.
-Keeping you busy, eh? -I´ll say.
I´m the cook, the housekeeper, the secretary, the driver,
and more besides.
How about you? How´s Brookie?
Well, he just left to go back up to London.
Did he? That´s a shame.
How´s the new office?
I try to avoid it as much as possible.
They won´t let you leave?
-Well, I´m working on it. -Oh.
Sir, good to see you.
Milner, good to see you, too.
-Edith. -How lovely to see you.
-She´s adorable. -She´s wonderful.
And I´m just so pleased to think of her growing up
in a world without war.
[ Indistinct conversation ]
EDITH: I hope you´ll join us for a drink afterwards, Mr. Foyle.
We managed to hold on to a few bottles of Empire Sherry.
And we have a cake.
I´ll be glad to.
Cardboard icing.
Oh, there´s no icing, but the cake´s real.
VICAR: As we gather here today
for the christening of Clementine Elizabeth Milner,
it seems an appropriate moment
to remember the sacrifices that have been made
and the many, many lives that have been lost.
At times, it may have seemed almost purposeless,
and yet now here is a little girl
who will be able to grow up in peace and security,
free of the great evil that has gripped the world
over the past six years.
Will you pray for Clementine
and by your own good example,
draw her into the family of Christ?
-We will. -We will.
VICAR: Will you support her
as she walks in the way of Christ?
BENNET: Sir.
We´ve found him.
Good.
Will you encourage her to take her rightful place
within the light of Christ´s church?
-We will. -We will.
VICAR: Clementine Elizabeth,
I baptize thee in the name of the Father...
...and of the Son...
...and of the Holy Ghost.
[ Gunshot ]
[ Crying ]
Perkins.
The name is Sir Leonard Spencer-Jones, sir.
-Mean anything to you? -No.
Apparently, he´s an artist.
I can´t say I´d ever heard of him either.
Not that he´ll be doing any more painting.
Shot in the chest at close range.
Who found him?
He´s got a housekeeper, sort of secretary.
Name of Stewart.
Stewart?
I can´t believe it´s you, Milner.
I suppose I should call you Detective Inspector Milner now.
Do you have any idea what happened?
No, I don´t know what happened.
I had the day off, as you know, for the christening.
I spent the night in Hastings,
and when I came back this morning,
he was just lying there.
And then I realized he´d been, you know,
and then called you, at least I called the police.
I never thought it would be you who´d show up.
It´s a bit like old times.
Not really, Sam.
No, I suppose not.
The windows were open?
The French windows? Yes.
The whole place was in a bit of a state, like it is now.
It could have been a break-in, sir.
Is he your new driver?
Sam.
It could have been a break-in.
I had a look around,
and there´s definitely one or two things missing.
His wallet´s gone from the desk by the front door.
Sir Leonard always kept it in there.
And the paintings, his paintings?
What?
Are they not valuable?
I suppose so.
They´re back through here.
I´ll show you.
It doesn´t look as though anyone´s touched anything.
I´m afraid he always kept the place in a bit of a mess.
We´ll need to take an inventory
to see if there´s anything missing.
-Is that really necessary? -Yes.
I might have a list somewhere.
No, it´s all right. We´ll do it.
Sam, do you know if anyone had a grudge against Sir Leonard?
Do you mean did he have any enemies?
Well, as a matter of fact,
there was one and I´m afraid it was rather my fault.
Who was that?
His name was Tom Bradley.
What are we gonna do?
JOE: We?
TOM: We´ve got to go to the police.
We don´t have to do anything, Tom.
What difference does it make?
He´s dead.
JOE: A lot of people are dead.
Millions of them. He´s just one more.
I should never have gone back to that bloody house.
Just keep quiet about it.
Nobody knows anything.
Nobody´s going to find out.
How can you be so sure?
It´ll be all right, Tom.
Trust me. It´ll be all right.
Did he actually make any threats?
No. Not that I heard.
I know Sir Leonard was very upset.
And, actually, I didn´t feel too good myself.
You´d done him out of a job.
Well, Niko and I, yes.
Niko?
I was going to tell you about him.
Nikolai Vladchenko.
He´s Russian.
Well, I think I could have worked that one out. Who is he?
He´s been working here on the gardens and the grounds.
He´s an ex-prisoner.
The Americans caught him in Normandy
and handed him over to us.
And do you know where he is?
He should be here.
I can´t understand it.
It seems that I can help you, Mr. Foyle,
although I wonder if I should.
Why would that be?
It is a strange thing, you know, the end of the war.
Everyone thinks that everything is going to be all right.
The good people won.
It´s never as simple as that, is it?
I never thought so.
And now I know it.
I start asking questions for you.
It brings nothing but trouble.
I shouldn´t even be seeing you.
I noticed I didn´t get invited for coffee.
Ivan Spiakov.
I may have an idea where you can find him.
There were three of them in the camp together.
Ivan Spiakov, Anton Valyshkin,
and, the youngest, a boy called Nikolai Vladchenko.
The boy, Nikolai, was released early.
He was only 16 at the time.
He was sent to a place near Brighton,
a house called Redwood Lodge.
If you are looking for Spiakov,
it is possible you will find him there.
So you´ve heard.
HARDIMAN: I don´t believe it.
Somebody shot him.
Somebody?
You don´t think I had anything to do with it, do you?
Your father was my friend, Maurice.
I knew him for many, many years.
Of course, what happened between you,
I thought it was wrong.
You think I did it.
Why? Because we didn´t share the same politics?
Not politics. No.
I should never have told you what he was planning.
He came here in confidence.
MAURICE: To cut me off without a penny
and put a Russian gardener in my place.
Yes, I had gathered that.
I broke his trust.
MAURICE: And now he´s dead.
Funny how it goes.
DCS Foyle.
Sir.
Chief Superintendent.
Can I ask what you´re doing here?
Oh, well, I was about to ask you the same thing.
I´m afraid there´s been a ***.
-Is Sam here? -Sam is inside.
She was the one who found the body.
If you came to see her,
I´m afraid that won´t be possible right now.
Well, no, I´m here to see Sir Leonard Spencer-Jones.
That won´t be possible either.
I beg your pardon?
He´s the one who´s dead.
Sorry. You´re...
Detective Constable Perkins.
Do you know, in my day, a detective constable
wouldn´t dream of addressing a chief superintendent
without permission and certainly not without calling him "sir."
That´s all right, Perkins.
Sir, can I ask why you wanted to see Sir Leonard?
I should remind you that this matter is in my jurisdiction,
and if you have any information...
I don´t need reminding, and I have no interest in this
or any other matter within your jurisdiction.
I´m simply here for information regarding a missing Russian.
Nikolai Vladchenko?
Well, we want to talk to him, too.
Is he a suspect?
I´m afraid I can´t tell you that.
Well, it´s too early to say.
I´ve only just finished talking to Sam.
I´ve just taken her statement.
Well, if she´s just found her employer dead,
it sounds as if she needs a bit of support,
so I´ll be going in there.
Yes, follow me.
Where´s Miss Stewart?
In the studio, sir.
This way, sir.
SAM: Those are the more recent ones.
He was sending them to the academy.
Sam?
I was just helping with the inventory.
I´m sure there´s no need to list everything.
Mr. Foyle!
What are you doing here?
Well, I´m not here because of this.
Just a question of two incidents coinciding.
-Another ***? -FOYLE: No, no, no, no.
No, it´s...
Sir, I need to know why you want to see Nikolai Vladchenko.
Well, if you need to know, Milner, you only need to ask.
And you´re wrong. It´s not Vladchenko I´m here to see.
It´s a friend of his, another Russian,
who, as far as I´m aware at the moment,
has nothing to do with any of this.
Well, if he came here, he could be a suspect.
I´m not at all sure he came here.
Niko´s friend. He did come here.
There was some money taken.
He came, and then he left.
Niko told me about him.
I never saw him, but his name is Ivan Spiakov.
Answers my question.
Mine, too.
Sir.
Interesting work.
SAM: I´d been working for him for a couple weeks,
and I liked him.
He was very civilized.
And then one day he started talking about his work,
and he asked me if I´d like to pose for him.
He was going to put the sketches
towards a piece that was going for the Royal Academy.
Oh, right.
Me without a stitch on.
Can you imagine what my father would have said?
I did ask him not to.
But he said it was going to be one of his best works,
and I ought not to be ashamed about it.
I was actually quite worried about it.
Well, don´t be.
I felt so shabby, I suppose.
Well, it´s not going to happen now, is it?
No.
I hope not.
Shouldn´t mention any of this to Milner.
Why not?
Well, I wouldn´t want to put ideas into his head,
but you´ve got a very good motive
for wanting to put a bullet into this chap.
You´re right.
Well, I know, of course, you didn´t, but...
Did you?
No! Of course not.
Just checking.
He´s not the same, is he, sir, Milner?
He was pretty unfriendly to me.
And he´s already decided Niko did it,
which is completely unfair.
How well do you know him?
Very well. He´s sweet.
He´s only 17.
Oh, I like him.
Any idea where he is?
If I tell you, could I come with you?
It´s just that Niko was so frightened,
and I promised him I´d stand by him.
This other Russian,
he was here a couple of days before this happened.
He was the one who took the housekeeping money.
I mean, I never met him, but Niko knew where he was going.
It was called the Russian House.
In London.
Thank you.
I could drive you.
I could drive you.
Gentlemen.
This situation is completely --
I have to say I´m almost lost for words.
You are all aware, I imagine, of what is at stake here.
We are meant to be operating in the utmost secrecy,
yet here, just days apart and a few miles from each other,
we have two situations, two intolerable situations!
Bennet?
Ivan Spiakov is now under close guard, sir.
On the way to Liverpool, where he´ll be on the first ship out.
And what flack do we have from this Brenchurch escape?
Well, there were witnesses, of course.
But nobody was hurt, apart from the one Russian,
and we have managed to keep a lid on it.
And this business of Sir Leonard Spencer-Jones.
Are we going to keep a lid on that?
We´re taking the necessary steps.
The necessary steps would be to have the idiots involved
transferred to the Outer Hebrides.
What about this boy, Vladchenko?
I have Sir Leonard´s letter here.
Obviously, we want to talk to him,
but at the moment, he´s on the run
and we have no idea where he is.
WILSON: He´s left Brighton?
BENNET: The police are looking for him.
Let´s hope we find him before they do.
We´re sitting on a time bomb here, gentlemen.
Sir Leonard Spencer-Jones isn´t just anybody.
We have here a hugely respected establishment figure
who´s been shot dead in his own home.
I want a daily report on your progress,
and I want this boy Vladchenko found!
That is all.
Right, I must go.
You didn´t say a word to me last night,
and you hardly said anything over breakfast.
-What is it, Paul? -Nothing.
Tell me.
It´s this case.
EDITH: The ***?
I thought that was what you wanted.
Something to get your teeth into.
This man, Spencer-Jones. Wasn´t he quite important?
He was very important.
Well, when you find out who did it,
won´t that stand you in good stead?
I think I know who did it.
He had a Russian living with him.
An ex-prisoner.
And he was the one?
MILNER: Well, he´s run away.
Money and other things were stolen from the house.
And a witness saw him taking a train from Brighton Station.
So it looks fairly cut and dried.
So, what are you worrying about?
Mr. Foyle is involved.
He was at the house.
But that´s good, isn´t it?
I worked with him for five years,
and I know what I owe him.
But this time, I wanted to do this on my own.
Well, it´s your case.
Why don´t you just ask him to go away?
I already have. That´s what worries me.
I think I may have been...
What?
Look, what does it matter, Paul, as long as you make the arrest?
Are you sure it was this Russian?
I wish I was.
MAN: Morning.
Paul.
You´re in charge now.
You go out there and do it your way.
SAM: This is very kind of you, sir.
Letting me come with you.
Well, the least I can do in the circumstances.
So, you don´t have a driver now?
That´s right.
After you left, I thought it was about time, you know.
Hmm.
And I´m not gonna be there much longer anyway.
Then what?
I might go to America.
America?
Unfinished business.
They drive on the other side of the road there.
They do.
Might need some help with that.
MAURICE: The truth about the upper classes in this country
is they´re only interested in one thing -- themselves.
As far as they´re concerned,
nothing has changed and that´s the way they like it.
They´re selfish.
Now, forget Winston Churchill
because let me tell you,
now the war is over, he is no longer of any use to you.
We have to kick the Tories out, all of them.
New thinking.
New industry.
A new beginning.
Ladies and gentlemen, the war is over.
Now, let the Labour Party build the peace.
MAN: Jolly good show.
Hear! Hear!
Excuse me, Mr. Jones?
I wonder if I might have a word with you.
How can I help you?
I´m a police officer. Detective Inspector Milner.
I suppose this is about my father.
Yes.
Follow me.
Sheila, I´ll be a few minutes.
I take it that was deliberate.
Trying to embarrass me in the middle of a political meeting.
Not at all, sir.
I wonder.
Your father was murdered, shot dead.
I would have thought you would have a vested interest
in seeing his killer brought to justice.
Unless, of course, I was his killer.
I assume I´m a suspect.
When did you last see him, sir?
Oh, how quaint.
Very Agatha Christie.
I went to his house on the day he was killed.
Yes.
I thought that would surprise you.
I didn´t go in.
In the end, I couldn´t be bothered.
You´d had a big falling out.
You´re very well-informed.
My father was a reactionary.
He didn´t understand that although the war is over,
another war has begun.
A war against unemployment, poverty, ill health.
He didn´t agree with your politics.
We parted company.
I even changed my name. Well, dropped part of it.
I didn´t want anything more to do with him.
Your father was a very wealthy man.
I´m not interested in his money.
SHEILA: Mr. Jones?
What can you tell me about a Russian handyman,
a gardener who was living at Redwood Lodge?
Nikolai...
Vladchenko. I don´t want to talk about him.
Why is that?
The whole thing was ridiculous.
I like the Russians.
God knows what they´ve been through in the last four years.
The idea that my father could actually adopt him.
Your father was considering adoption?
Yes.
Mr. Jones, you had no contact with your father,
so how did you know?
Did you find out anything about the Russian House?
Well, the Russian House is a sort of safe house,
a sanctuary for White Russians in London.
White Russians?
Well, White Russians are loyal to the old czar
and believe Stalin took the country from them.
Red Russians are Communists and loyal to Stalin.
But Niko was caught fighting for the Germans.
Well, I´d imagine that´s because he´s a White Russian
and in which case,
he´d be pleased to be fighting against Stalin.
But Stalin was on our side,
so he was fighting against us, too.
Which is why he was a prisoner of war.
SAM: It´s all very confusing.
But I just know he didn´t kill anyone.
FOYLE: I hope you´re right.
[ Telephones ringing, indistinct conversations ]
Mr. Foyle.
Sir.
WILSON: Foyle.
Come in. I´m glad to see you.
I´m afraid I owe you an apology.
I´ve rather wasted your time, but it´s all turned out well.
Spiakov is in our hands once again.
Oh?
Well, I´m very pleased to hear it.
Where did you find him?
He was here in London.
Traveled up from Hastings.
Don´t know where he got the money.
Staying in a place called the Albion Crescent Hotel.
We had a tip-off from one of the staff.
Moved in and arrested him while he was still in bed.
Now, perhaps I shouldn´t have got you involved,
but I can´t tell you how important it was.
I take it that´s why you´re here.
Oh, do sit down.
Yes, that´s right.
Wasted journey, I´m afraid.
All done and dusted.
Well, not quite as easy as that.
Oh?
Well, your man may well have got his money
from the home of an artist, Sir Leonard Spencer-Jones,
who, I´m sorry to have to tell you, has been found dead.
Yes, I think I read something in the papers.
What was it? A heart attack?
Well, you might say that.
He was shot in the chest.
And this happened in Hastings?
A little further down the coast. Near Brighton.
Is that within your jurisdiction?
Well, I´ve made it my business.
I´m not sure there´s much you can do.
Spiakov´s in Liverpool.
He may already be on his way home.
Well, there´s a second Russian it seems.
And we´re now looking for him.
And you think he´s in London?
It´s possible.
I may be able to help you find him.
As you can imagine, I have plenty of resources here.
Do you have a name?
Nikolai Vladchenko.
Nikolai Vladchenko.
Well, I can ask.
Where are you staying tonight?
Not altogether sure. I´ll find somewhere.
Well, you must use my room at the Auxiliary Club.
Not strictly club rules, but mum´s the word.
On Pall Mall, do you know it?
Yes, I do.
WILSON: We should have dinner together.
Let´s meet, say, at 8:00.
Thank you.
Be good to have a proper chin-wag.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Have you seen his file, sir?
I don´t need his file, Bennet.
I was his commanding officer for 11 months
during the last show.
The security services don´t like him.
He´s crossed swords with them on two separate occasions.
In the line of duty.
Beyond the line of duty.
He´s not an easy man to control.
What are you suggesting?
You will remember, sir,
I was opposed to the idea of him being approached
in the first place.
Covering your back, Bennet?
FOYLE: This is the one.
So I´m to find out everything I can about Ivan Spiakov.
Who arrested him, when and how.
That´s right.
Let´s hope he leads us to Niko.
Good luck.
Goodbye, Mr. Evans. I hope you enjoyed your meal.
Thank you, Mrs. Howard.
Diabolical liberty.
That´s the second time he´s been in this month,
and he´s done every hotel in the area.
Who is he?
Ministry of Food. He´s an inspector.
Excuse me.
Come to check that we don´t charge more than five bob
and only one protein a course.
As if there´s enough protein in London to keep a dog smiling.
And who pays for Mr. Evans entertaining himself
day in and day out?
You and me, that´s who.
I´d like a room.
I didn´t think you were here for the plumbing, love,
although, Lord knows, it would be nice to see it sorted.
Can I have your identity card?
SAM: Oh, yes, of course.
Have you finished with that, Mr. Wainwright?
-Right. -Here you are.
I´ll need your ration book
if you plan on staying more than a few days.
Oh, I don´t think I´ll be here that long.
EDNA: I´ll get your key.
You´re from Hastings!
I´m sorry?
Well, I couldn´t help noticing your address.
That´s a coincidence. I´ve just driven up from there.
I took the train.
EDNA: Room 5, first floor.
Stairs down there, no smoking in the bedroom,
and no women visitors after 6:00.
Right. I´ll be seeing you.
I expect so.
EDNA: I´ve a room at the back.
Five shillings a night. Cash in advance.
Yes, Detective Inspector, I do know Maurice Jones.
He lives here?
HARDIMAN: There´s a coach house round the back.
I rent it to him.
When he fell out with his father,
there was nowhere else for him to go.
You also kept him informed of his father´s private affairs.
No.
I would have thought Maurice
was perfectly able to surmise for himself
what was going on.
You never discussed it, then?
What?
The changed will. The adoption.
It may be...
with the proximity...
Look, everyone knew about this Russian character,
and I must say some people thought it was very strange.
And you?
I knew Leonard for 30 years and his late wife.
I´ve known Maurice since he was a baby.
And what happened --
this great chasm that came between them
and all because of politics.
I thought it was wrong.
There´s a chance that Maurice Jones will become an M.P.
And good luck to him, Mr. Milner.
That´s what I say.
The whole world is about to change, all of it.
And you, me, all the old values, we´re going to be swept away.
Maurice Jones did not kill his father.
It´s nonsense to suggest it.
I don´t even know why you´re here,
asking me all these questions.
You´re wasting your time.
Mind if I join you?
I´m whacked.
Sam Stewart.
I´m Adam Wainwright.
I saw, when you were signing in.
So, how long are you staying here?
I want to get out as soon as possible.
I have a hotel myself, well, a guesthouse, anyway.
Hill House. Do you know it?
It´s up on Highcliffe Street.
I know the area,
but I never noticed a guesthouse.
Nor do many of the guests. That´s half the trouble.
Why are you here?
In London?
I´ve come up to see the War Damage Commission.
They´re in Piccadilly.
Had a bomb go through the roof.
Luckily, it didn´t go off,
but I´ve been trying to get a grant for repairs.
What´s the problem?
Everything is.
They want to see all the accounts
and the building certificates.
I don´t suppose you fancy dinner.
You´re a bit fresh.
Oh, not really.
I just -- I´m on my own and I assume you are, too,
and it would be nice to have someone to talk to.
So, what do you say?
I´m here with someone.
Married.
No, no. No, we´re working together.
Yes. Yes. I´d love to.
Maybe.
Let´s see. Perhaps.
Right.
Mr. Foyle, welcome.
Allow me to present myself.
My name is Duveen.
How do you do?
This is my house.
My colleague and associate, Alexander Anokhov.
What can I offer you?
Some tea?
I won´t, thank you.
DUVEEN: Some caviar?
It is a great Russian delicacy,
which perhaps you have not developed a taste for.
You might well be right.
So, I am at your service, Mr. Foyle.
Please have a seat.
No, I won´t keep you a moment.
We´re looking for a young Russian, Nikolai Vladchenko.
Nikolai.
It is a good name.
It is the name of the last czar,
murdered by the Bolshevik ***
who have taken over our country.
And the family name, you said Vladchenko.
Alex?
I do not know the name.
When did he come up to London?
Just a few days ago, I believe. There´s also a friend of his.
Ivan Spiakov. Does that mean anything?
Spiakov?
Do you have any idea where he is?
We know exactly where he is. He´s under arrest.
ANOKHOV: Arrest?
Hmm.
Neither of these men were here.
You´re quite sure of that?
Have we given you any reason to doubt us?
FOYLE: Since you mention it,
Vladchenko had nowhere else to go in London.
Spiakov told him specifically to come here.
And it would be interesting to know,
since you´ve no idea where I´ve come from,
why he´d have had to have "come up" to London.
I beg your pardon?
You just asked me when he came up to London.
Doesn´t everybody come up to London?
Well, some people come down to London.
An awful lot of other people are already here.
I do not think I have anything to add
to what I have already said.
I´m sorry, Mr. Foyle.
Thank you for your time.
-There you are. -Thank you.
Excuse me.
I´m sorry to be a nuisance,
but I´m afraid there´s no light bulb in my bathroom.
That´ll be a shilling.
-I´m sorry? -For the light bulb.
Isn´t it included in the room?
If it was included in the room, you wouldn´t be asking.
It´s a shilling deposit, dear.
When you leave, you give me back the light bulb,
I´ll give you back the shilling.
You haven´t had any Russians staying here, have you?
Why do you ask that?
I´m looking for a man called Ivan Spiakov.
EDNA: You know him?
Sort of. He´s a friend of a friend.
He was here for one night.
He was taken away, under arrest.
SAM: Oh.
I didn´t know anything about it, and I don´t want to.
The soldiers came and took him, and that was the end of it.
I knew it was a mistake having him here in the first place.
I´m afraid I haven´t got a shilling.
Here. Let me stand you.
I´ve got a bob.
Are you ready to go?
I´m certainly hungry.
We´ll collect the bulb when we come back.
So, what do you fancy?
For dinner?
Roast beef, sherry trifle, champagne.
But I´m not going to get it, am I?
There´s a four-and-six dinner at Clacy´s.
Soup, fish and chips, tinned fruit.
Perfect.
So, what are you doing in London?
You said you weren´t on your own.
I´m here with a man called Mr. Foyle.
He´s a policeman.
I used to work for him.
And why is he here?
It´s complicated, but somebody got murdered.
An artist, quite a well-known one.
It´s all tied in with these Russians.
[ Bicycle bell rings ]
I´d have thought after six years of war,
everyone would have had enough of killing each other.
What did you do during the war?
Oh, I´m afraid I never shot at anyone.
I feel a bit guilty that nobody ever took a shot at me.
I did want to fight.
I tried to join the army,
but I´d just come out of university, Cambridge,
and they said they had other uses for me.
Don´t tell me.
You were in intelligence.
I´m not allowed to tell you, but yes.
I was in intelligence. Well, sort of.
I spent the war in a place called Bletchley.
It was cold and horrible,
and the beds were even worse than Mrs. Howard´s,
but I think we did a good job.
So, how do you come to own a guesthouse?
It was my aunt´s, but she died.
SAM: Blitzed?
No, no, it was a boating accident.
I was always her favorite,
so she left it to me in her will.
When I left Bletchley, I had nothing to do with myself,
so I thought I´d give it a try.
God, I must have been mad.
Why´s that?
Well, there´s this business with the roof.
My receptionist has just run off with a Yank.
All the cleaners have stopped work
since their husbands have come home.
It´s all a bit of a mess, if you want the truth.
Ah, here we are.
This is the place.
Oh.
Oh. It says the fish is off.
In what sense, I wonder.
Soup and chips?
Sounds delicious.
Passchendaele. What a bloody mess.
Do you ever think of it?
Not if I can help it.
I always knew the Hun would be back.
Versailles was a mistake.
It was a humiliation, and they never forgave us for it.
So, how´s the room? Comfortable?
Very. Thank you.
I more or less lived here from the time of the Blitz.
Never knew when you were gonna need a clean bed.
Well, it´s been good catching up with you, Foyle.
Married, a son, the police.
Well, that´s about it.
Oh, thank you.
When it was all over, I went back to the family estate.
Farming, in Kent.
Then, in March ´39, when Hitler walked into Prague,
I reported back for duty.
I ended up at the War Office, as you know,
Ordnance and Equipment.
Not the most thrilling field of activity,
but I was glad to do my bit.
Of course, people think the war´s over,
but it isn´t.
Quite apart from the ***,
the whole of Europe is a gigantic mess.
Hundreds of thousands of displaced persons
wandering all over the shop.
Then there´s the British Zone in Germany.
Millions more depending on us.
No butter, no fat.
Winter will be on us soon enough.
It´ll be a miracle if half of them don´t starve to death.
This is your responsibility?
Well, my department.
Yet you still take a personal interest
in a single fugitive in Hastings.
Forget about him. I have.
I asked you to help me find him. We did find him.
There´s an end of it.
You always were a bit Bolshy, Foyle.
That´s why I knew you´d make a good officer.
But this time, let me give you some advice.
What´s that?
WILSON: There are things happening.
The bigger picture.
It´s good to have met up with you.
Good to have been able to dine together.
But you should go back to Hastings.
Leave well alone.
Well, I´m not sure that´s possible now.
Whyever not?
This has nothing to do with you.
Oh, well, it didn´t until you asked me to become involved,
and since then, there´s been a shooting in the street,
a suicide, a ***.
And there are a lot of frightened people.
WILSON: You´re a police officer, weeks away from retirement.
Go back to Hastings.
Forget this ever happened.
Your driver is here, sir.
Oh, thank you.
Now, then, shall we?
Thank you, John.
Good night, sir.
See you again.
By the way, do you know you have a file with MI5?
Do I really?
I´m told they have you down as a troublemaker.
I wouldn´t stay in London if I were you.
I wouldn´t go back to the Russian House.
If you do,
I may not be able to protect you from the consequences.
Do I still have the room?
Just for tonight.
Thanks for dinner.
We have a problem.
DUVEEN: We may have the same problem, Mr. Bennet.
BENNET: Where is Nikolai Vladchenko?
He is safe.
So, he´s staying with you?
After what happened to Spiakov, it seems the best place.
I´m afraid you´ll have to hand him over, Monsieur Duveen.
He has to be got out of the country at once.
DUVEEN: You are making life difficult for me, Mr. Bennet.
Right now, life is difficult for all of us.
Do you think a single provincial policeman
can be a threat?
Don´t underestimate him, Monsieur Duveen.
He has a history when it comes to these things.
Wilson was mad to go to him in the first place,
knowing the sort of man he was.
But too much has happened, and now it´s too late.
We can´t control him.
We can´t ask him to keep quiet.
So, what can we do?
Very well. It will be done.
Good night, Mr. Bennet.
Good night, Monsieur Duveen.
Morning, sir. Any luck?
-Are you ready? -Ready and waiting.
Good morning. Do you have a back way out of the hotel?
Depends why you´re asking.
There´s somebody out there I´d rather not...
-Someone following you? -Could be.
I don´t want any more trouble here.
Oh, no, there won´t be any trouble.
It would just help if there was a back way.
Turn right, down the stairs.
Thank you.
Do you really think they´d send someone after you, sir?
Well, you can never be too sure.
Why? Why would they do that?
Well, a very good question.
No.
No.
Here we go.
Back to plan A, I think.
Sam?
My God, Adam!
[ Speaks Russian ]
FOYLE: No, not the car!
Sir, down here!
[ Door closes ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Footsteps ]
That was a really good idea, wasn´t it?
I´m sorry, sir.
[ Rattling ]
[ Gunshots ]
Mr. Foyle.
Don´t you worry, love. He´s going to pull through.
He hasn´t paid for the room!
Ugh.
That´s his coat.
Thank you. All right?
I think he´s going to be all right.
Are you going to be all right?
Yes.
Sorry you got involved in all of this.
Who was that man you shot?
Do you know why he was sent to kill you?
I got a pretty good idea.
ANOKHOV: Let me tell you something
about the Russians in your country, Mr. Foyle.
They are even now being rounded up and sent home
against their will.
Your Mr. Churchill and Mr. Eden
reached an agreement with Comrade Stalin at Yalta.
SAM: I don´t understand.
What will happen to them when they get there?
On the 18th April of this year,
a troop transport called the Almanzora docked at Odessa.
It carried Russians who had been repatriated
from camps in Yorkshire.
The people of Yorkshire
had given them food and clothes for the journey.
The moment they disembarked,
they were taken to a shed on the quay and machine-gunned.
But why?
Because they fought with Germans against Stalin,
and now he wants his revenge.
But the news of what happened at Odessa has begun to leak out.
Within the Russian community,
there are those who know what will happen to them
when they return.
And they´ll do anything to remain in this country.
Anything to avoid being sent back.
You have to understand that this is happening in secret
and that there are people even within the British authorities
who will do anything to keep it that way.
It is, I think, a scandal that could tear your government apart
if it became known.
And it is perhaps for this reason
that you had to be silenced.
Well, the Russian Safe House
doesn´t appear to be very safe after all.
That has been my concern for many months.
Might that have anything to do with Duveen?
Monsieur Duveen is a traitor.
He is working for the Communists.
Last night, he talked with the man who tried to kill you.
Do you really have no idea who that man was?
It is possible that he is a member of SMERSH.
Smert Shpionam.
It means "Death to Spies."
Russian counterintelligence.
I´m afraid it is now too late to ask.
I would advise you to leave London now, Mr. Foyle.
It is quieter, I think, on the coast.
SAM: But what about Nikolai?
How are we going to find him?
I´m sorry.
I cannot help.
So, you went to see Sir Leonard.
Who told you that?
Is it true?
Yes.
But I didn´t kill him.
MILNER: You argued.
Lots of people argue.
I used to work for him.
I worked for him for two years.
Then I went away to fight.
You were in Africa.
I was in a lot of places.
And you came back, and you wanted a job.
I wanted my job,
the job he promised would be waiting for me
when I got home.
Was that too much to ask?
Did you threaten him?
TOM: I may have.
I was angry. I don´t remember.
Are you leaving Brighton?
There´s no crime in that, is there?
I´m afraid I´m going to have to ask you to stay
until this is sorted out.
How long is that going to be?
I don´t know.
You know, when I was out there,
fighting the Jerries,
there was only one thing I could think about.
Home. Coming back.
And now I´m back,
there´s nothing here for me, is there?
What was it all about? That´s what I want to know.
No food in the shops.
No dancing in the streets.
It´s like people have already forgotten.
What was the bloody point?
DOCTOR: It´s mending nicely, Mr. Wainwright.
We´ll soon have you out of here.
-Hello. -Hello.
I brought you some bananas.
Bananas?
I didn´t know what to bring you.
I haven´t had one of those in a while.
It´s very kind of you, Sam.
You didn´t have to bring me anything.
Mr. Foyle and I, we feel very guilty about what happened.
Ah, it wasn´t your fault.
SAM: Actually, it was.
The man with the gun was trying to shoot us.
Why?
Top secret, I´m afraid.
I´m very glad I got in the way.
Well, it was only yesterday I was saying that I felt bad
about not being shot at during the war.
Mind you, I didn´t expect you to take me seriously.
SAM: Are you going to be all right?
I´ll be fine.
At the guesthouse, you said you were all on your own.
Well...
Look, I don´t mind lending you a hand, if you like.
It´s funny you should say that. I was going to ask.
But I thought you already had a job.
No. Actually, I was working for that artist.
The one I told you about.
The one who got murdered.
Yes.
Well, that´s a recommendation.
What about Mr. Foyle? Doesn´t he need you?
Not anymore. I´m completely out of work.
So, if you like...
Just for the time being.
I can´t pay you very much.
It would make a change if anyone paid me at all.
Well, it looks like Hill House has a new...
What shall I call you?
Assistant manager.
Receptionist. Plumber.
Chief bottle washer.
And you can start by peeling me one of these bananas.
I can´t do it with one hand.
[ Telephone ringing ]
I´m obliged to say I´m astonished.
Are you really saying this happened
on the streets of London?
Well, I was quite surprised myself.
It´s an outrage. I shall demand a full report.
No need for that, I wouldn´t have thought.
Whyever not?
Well, largely because you know rather more
than you´re telling me.
I don´t know what you mean.
Three quarters of a million displaced people
and you´re after just one of them.
Why was it so important to find him?
I told you.
Oh, well, you told me that Russians are animals,
and maybe some of them are.
And maybe that´s how you persuade yourself
that what you´re doing is justifiable,
but that´s not quite the point, is it?
It´s all about what this particular Russian knew.
He knew exactly what had happened to his compatriots
deported on the Almanzora.
And he knew about your secret policy of forced repatriation,
and you, of course, can´t afford to let that get out.
It´s not my policy.
A directive came down about a month ago.
They have to leave. All of them.
You heard what Montgomery said.
The party´s over. They have to go home.
Even though they´re going to be killed?
No, we don´t know that.
Now, we have to be pragmatic.
There are more than 20,000 British prisoners
currently in Russian hands.
We want to get them back as quickly as possible.
That means cooperating with Stalin
whether we like it or not.
So, we fought two wars to end up being pragmatic?
What do you want, Foyle?
Well, we could start with your resignation.
I knew nothing about what happened to you this morning.
It must have been Duveen or Bennet. I don´t know.
But I promise you a full inquiry.
Not necessary.
The person sent to deal with me this morning
followed me from the Auxiliary Club.
Only one person knew I was staying at the Auxiliary Club.
Are you suggesting I would condone ***?
Can you suggest any other explanation?
I´m not resigning.
I haven´t finished yet.
I want Vladchenko returned to Hastings.
That´s not possible.
You should perhaps, first of all,
consider the killing of Spencer-Jones.
The fact that Vladchenko was there
and could very easily be called as a police witness.
That won´t happen.
I couldn´t disagree more.
Are you blackmailing me?
I´m offering you the opportunity
to keep your deeply offensive little secret awhile longer
at the expense of one ex-prisoner and your career.
You know where I am.
It´s good to see you again, sir.
MILNER: Captain Bradley, you might as well know
that I have now spoken to Nikolai Vladchenko
and I know everything that happened at Redwood Lodge.
It was an accident.
Perhaps you´d like to tell me in your own words.
I was just following my orders.
There was a Russian I had to pick up
from this place near Brighton.
I´d never met Leonard Spencer-Jones.
I knew his name, of course.
My brother, Tom, used to work there.
I took two other men.
The kid was only 17.
I thought it was going to be a pushover.
LEONARD: You´re not coming in.
JOE: Sir, I have my orders.
I don´t give a damn about your orders.
I´ve already written to the Home Office,
and this young man is under my protection.
-You have no right to be here. -Sir.
Get out of my house!
Sir, my orders are to take Nikolai Vladchenko into custody,
and, if necessary, I will do so by force.
Niko, get out of here.
Stay where you are.
-Don´t be ridiculous. -You stay where you are!
You´re not going to use that. Not in my house.
-Go, Niko! -I´m warning you.
Give me that!
[ Gunshot ]
Sir!
I couldn´t believe what I´d done,
but I knew there´d be trouble.
And I was stupid.
I took some money, and I ransacked the place.
I thought maybe I could make it
look like the kid was responsible.
It was the only way.
What will happen to me?
Are you going to arrest me?
I´d like to, but this isn´t a police matter.
Since you were in uniform, exercising your duty,
you´ll have to face a court martial.
Milner.
That´s not quite the case.
He might have been in uniform on duty,
but the person he killed was a civilian,
so it´s definitely a police matter.
MILNER: Captain Bradley, I´m sorry.
I´m going to have to ask you to come with me into Brighton
to make a full statement.
You are under arrest.
[ Shouting ]
-Sir. -Yeah?
Thank you.
Well, your first one.
Glad to be able to help.
Sir.
Perhaps I owe you an apology.
That day at Redwood Lodge.
Well, frankly, I´d say there´s no "perhaps" about it.
You were rude, uncooperative.
You defended a junior officer who was disrespectful,
and to put a tin lid on it, you upset Sam.
And I´d say that´s a poor return
for the five years we spent together,
but if that´s how you want to handle yourself
now you´re in Brighton,
it´s entirely up to you.
I´m sorry.
I hope so.
How is it?
Well, it´s not at all bad. He´s getting there.
[ Speaking Russian ]
Can you keep him on?
I can always use a little help.
And when he wants to move, there are people that I know.
Thank you.
And what about you, Mr. Foyle?
Nothing changes. You´re still fighting.
Yeah, always fighting.
Churchill out!
Election results!
Get your election results here!
Labour sweep into power.
Churchill out!
Get your election results here!
It´s a great day for the country.
Thank you. Thank you.
This is a great day for the country.
Thank you so much, ladies and gentlemen.
A great day.
A new start.
Thank you so much.
MRS. DEAN: You ought never to have kept that baby.
Other girls gave them away.
GABE: I want to get married.
And nobody can make that decision for me.
Not you, not the army, not nobody.
I think we should recommend the color bar be introduced.
This isn´t America.
It´s Great Britain, and we don´t practice segregation.
[ Shouting ]
Come on!
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