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- You asshole, Archie.

That really hurt.

What have you got

in that bloody toy gun?

- It's a normal cartridge.

It shouldn't do that
and it ain't no toy.

It's made of stone.

It's hollow, like an old
drainpipe or a chimney.

I wonder what's down there.

- Probably just a sewer.

Come and have a look
at this, Archie.

Well?

- It's a trap door.

- We going to open it?

- Well, we've come this far.

- Bloody hell, mate.

I ain't going down there.

Anyway, it's too dark.

- As it happens,
I brought a torch.

- What'd
you bring that for?

- I thought it might
be dark in the woods.

- You're crazy.

You're even more crazy
if you're thinking

of going down there.

- Ah where's your
sense of adventure?

- You'd better take this then.

Might be a bear down there.

- Ha ha, very funny.

Shit!

- What you done?

- Nothing.

Just be careful of the
bottom of the ladder

when you come down.

- I told you, I ain't
coming down there.

- It's a great big
room full of stuff.

Come and have a look.

We better get out of here.

- Anything?

- Not much of any help at
all in identifying him.

He's garbled on about a friend

and some sort of
hideout in the woods

but that's about all.

- He looks a bit old
for hide-and-seek games.

Well, all we can do is
something to turn up

from missing persons.

- Can you take over
here for awhile?

- Uh, why?

- He's really agitated and
mumbling about his friend

so I thought I might take a look

at the site of the
accident just in case

there's another boy injured
or in need of help there.

- Well, the place
was still swarming

with accident investigators
questioning witnesses,

measuring skid
marks when I left.

But if it makes you
feel better, go ahead.

- Thanks, Sarge.

- The body of the female
police officer was discovered

in the early hours
after a search

after she failed to report
back to her station.

The police say suicide--

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Linda.

- Or revealed how
the officer died.

The police are also
still trying to trace

what they believe may be

a missing teenage boy.
- Oh, I hate that.

- Bloody bastards.

I bet they had something to do

with that poor police
girl being killed.

- In the
critical condition.

- What you saying, Ethel?

- As to whether
the two incidents

are connected.
- That poor police girl

what was killed, I bet they had

something to with it.
- We'll report more news

when we have it.

Now, here's Joan
with the weather.

- Sergeant Unwin, have
they found anything?

- No, sir.

- And the undergrowth's
making a ground search

nigh on impossible.

- Look,
something's here, sir.

- Well done, a spent
shotgun cartridge.

Probably used by
someone shooting vermin

and nothing whatsoever
to do with the murder

seeings as Bates was
strangled with wire

that was obviously so violent

nearly severed her head
clear off.

So no, no gun was involved.

Oh, sorry, Unwin, I understand
you were the last officer

to see her alive.

- She was on my team.

- Hmm, well seeing as
you're being transferred

to plain clothes detectives
division tomorrow,

you might be instrumental
in finding her murderer.

Who you working with?

- Detective Inspector Huntley.

- The new girl.

Well, if you encounter
any difficulties,

pop by my office.

Door's always open
to colleagues.

- I'll get forensics
to take a look

at the cartridge case, sir.

- Yeah, you can do, but I
think it's a waste of time.

I'm calling off this search.

We've moved too far from
where the body was discovered.

This is getting us nowhere.

- Watch should be able to.

- No, thank you.

- What?

No progress at all?

Surely you must've been
able to get somewhere.

I've got a murdered policewoman

and now a forensic officer
who's apparently disappeared

not to mention a missing youth

and anther who's in a coma
because of a traffic accident.

What the hell is going on here?

- I've got every single
available officer

back out combing the woods,
but it's a massive area

and it's the weekend.

I can't keep the whole
thing cordoned off.

- Sorry to disturb you, ma'am,

but there's been a development
and I think Inspector Reed

should take the call.

- Put it through.

He can take it
here in my office.

And what about this
presumed missing friend?

- You'd think the parents
would've come forward by now.

Think they'd notice
their child's missing.

- I think most
parents have given up

trying to keep
track of their kids

by the time they're
teenagers, Huntley, but, uh,

you wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

Reed.

Where?

Okay.

Search team have
found another body.

They're pretty certain
it's the forensics officer.

But it was found in undergrowth
way over the other side

of the forest from where
WPC Bates was found.

- Cause of death?

- Likely to have
been a stabbing.

- That's right
Detective Inspector,

she was stabbed
through the heart.

Probably died instantly.

Oh, and there was
something else.

- What's that?

- The matter most certainly
knew what he or she was doing.

- Premeditated?

- Possibly, but whoever
did this was in control

and very clever.

- Professional hit not
a crime of passion.

- Well, he was certainly
somebody with training.

You see the knife wound entry
was in exactly the right place

to pierce the heart
with the knife.

But the knife remained in
the body and was only removed

after the remains were hidden.

- Meaning?

- Well, no trail of
blood to indicate

where the murder
actually took place.

Could've been anywhere
in the woods really,

but most certainly not
where the victim was found.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, I am.

I was training her up to
take over my job.

You just make sure
you get the bastard

who did this and quick.

- We'll do our best.

Well, Detective Sergeant,
find out anything

that can help us
catch the murderer?

- Well, I reckon we gotta be
dealing with a serial killer

who's targeting policewomen.

Could be someone must
closer than we think, ma'am.

- You can call me
governor, boss,

anything you like except ma'am.

- And now over to our
reporter Jeff Jacobs

who is on the scene.

Jeff, can you tell us any
more about what appears

to be a double murder of
two female police officers?

- Not very much I'm afraid.

The police are giving out
very little information

at present, but they have said

that they will make a
statement to the media

probably sometime
this afternoon.

- Jack, Jack.
- Well that was Jeff Jacobs

reporting on what
appears to be the scene

of an extremely violent
- Do you want more tea?

double murder in Shafton Forest

near the village

of Lower Pendlesham.
- Oh, Jack!

- What's wrong?

Are you okay.

- Losing his
marbles if you ask me.

- That's his latest
school photo.

Would you like me to
look for some more?

- No, this'll be fine for now.

Is there any other
information you can give us

about where he could've gone?

- We just don't
know officer.

- Okay, shall we start with
when you first discovered

he was missing?

- When he didn't come down for
breakfast yesterday morning.

- And you didn't think to
report him missing earlier?

- He said he was going
out with his friend Vince

and that he might be late
home so not to wait up.

He's a teenager.

These days they do
their own thing.

- And when Archie left,
did he give any indication

as to where he and
Vince were going

or if anyone else was involved?

- I'm sorry, I've got to
ask, is there any friction

between you, an argument
that could've caused him

to run away?

- Certainly not.

- Archie is a good boy.

He wouldn't harm a soul.

- We'll see ourselves out.

Call us immediately if
you hear from Archie.

- But we've already
searched the forest.

- I've got the police
and crime commissioners

breathing down my
neck demanding answers

so search it again.

- Well, I'm guessing
DI Huntley and her team

have come up with nothing.

- They're busy gathering
relevant information.

- Well, maybe her new
sergeant can help you.

- How do you mean?

- Well, what I can gather
he's the last officer

to see both of
the victims alive.

- We'll never
find it in there.

- We best get Dad.

- Dad, Dad, did you see
the thing in the woods?

- What you talking about?

- It kicked our football back.

- It was like funny man.

- Well, you better
go and take a look.

You hear some strange
stories these days.

Nobody's safe.

- There's nothing there.

You're all exaggerating
or dreaming.

- Then how did our
football come back out?

- Sorry folks, you're gonna
have to leave the area.

We're bringing up a police
cordon round the forest

and there's about to
be a major search here,

so can you return
to your car please?

- Are you looking
for the funny man?

- Funny man?

- Uh, I'm sorry, Officer,
they thought they saw someone

in the trees.

They have a vivid imagination.

- He kicked our football back.

- He has a mouth
there made of dust.

- We're very sorry for
the inconvenience, guys.

- Not even allowed to go
for a picnic in the park?

Bloody Gestapo.

- Thank you, sir.

Wanna go take a look?

Just in case the kids
actually did see something.

- We better check it out.

- Come on.

What do we have?

- Yeah, a couple of kids
claim they saw something

in the woods so
we're taking a look.

Probably a wild goose chase
but you never know, out.

- Wasting our time, mate.

- Yep.

- There's nothing here.

Kids were imagining things.

- No, ja!

- You need to see this.

Intestines have been
cut away and laid out

like some sort of ritual murder.

I think we may have a
new Ripper on our hands.

- Apart from
the heat signatures

of the odd deer and vermin

there is definitely
nothing alive down there.

- Well, we interrupt
our story to go live now

to Lower Pendlesham
where a police spokesman

is about to give a
press conference.

- We have so far recovered
four bodies from the woods

all of them serving police
officers from various spectrums

of the force.
- Here, this in the paper.

- And all of them--

- They write must been
a massacre in the woods.

- Can you give us more details
of these murder victims

and how they were
actually killed?

- Hope they dump off some
more of them foreign tourists.

- Have you made
or are close to making

any arrests?
- Ethel, I think

you mean terrorists.

- Is there any connection
between the murders

and the missing teenager?

- I'm sorry, we're gonna
have to leave it there

as I can't reveal any
more at this moment.

This is an ongoing
investigation.

- Can you
just confirm the rumor

- Jack, are you all right?
- that as the perpetrator

seems able to slip
through your net,

this is not the work of a gang,

but a trained lone
hit man or insurgent

who has local knowledge
of Shafton Forest?

- Any comments on that?

- The reporter could be right.

I reckon we're dealing with
a loner type, an anarchist,

hermit who thinks themselves
a resistance fighter.

- Maybe this guy isn't even
living rough in the forest.

Maybe he lives nearby

with enough local knowledge

to give us the slip.

Might be somebody
working on the land

and living amongst
the farming community.

- I agree with that comment.

It's gotta be someone
with local knowledge.

- Okay, here's the plan.

We're gonna seal off all
roads around Shafton Forest

and question any motorists
who go through regularly

on if they've seen
anything suspicious

that could help us
with our inquiries.

At the same time, we're gonna
visit all rural properties

and ask the inhabitants
along the same lines.

DS Unwin will allocate you
all your various assignments

and please be careful.

We're after a cop killer.

- So he has no allergies
that you're aware of

or anything like that?

Okay.

We--

- Any new developments, Doctor?

- He came round briefly earlier,

but we're trying to keep
him in a sedated state.

- Did he say anything?

- Nothing coherent or sensible.

He sort of sat up in a panic
and had to be restrained.

Kept screaming something
like, "Get it away from me,"

over and over again.

- I've been showing
these police officers

our priest hole.

- Yeah, very interesting.

- They're here because of
the goings on in the forest.

Wondered if we'd seen
or heard anything

unusual or suspicious.

- No.

Sorry, can't help you.

We've not seen or heard nothing.

- I really think we
ought to tell them

especially how serious
it is with these murders.

- Tell us what?

I have to warn you if you're
in any way aiding or abetting

a criminal in a
case of this nature,

the consequences for
you will be very dire.

- Have you been giving
someone food or shelter?

Or has anybody stolen
an animal from you

perhaps to kill and eat?

- Oh no, nothing like that.

- Fuel, large drum of petrol.

- What about it?

- Well, I'm allowed to
keep diesel, petrol, oil

for tractors and machines
in proper tanks for safety.

- And we keep a few drums
at the back of the barn

for our own use which
is against regulations.

- We're not gonna grass my
mate up at the petrol station

who supplies me.

- So what are you saying?

- One of the drums went
missing last night.

- Stolen?

- Had to be.

- Can you show
us where it was taken from?

- Aye.

There and one's missing.

- Unlikely to be
connected to our main case.

- Yeah, well, thanks very
much for your assistance.

We won't be reporting this,

but you should stick
to the rules in future.

And please if you see
anything else suspicious,

let us know.

- Of course.

- What do you make of that?

- Someone probably saw
him unloading and decided

to help themselves.

Could be one of the neighbors.

Let's check the next house.

- Can I ask you

to step from the
vehicle please, sir?

Take the cab in please.

- What's the problem?

- I'll
only take a minute.

Can I see it?

Every day?

Seen anything unusual?

We should--

- Get down on the
ground, get down.

- The Home Secretary visited
the scene this afternoon

and had this to say.

- I promise you that
we will make sure

that we bring the
perpetrators of these cowardly

and despicable attacks
to face justice.

- Home
Secretary, can you tell us

if it's known who
was responsible?

- I've just won
at Bingo.

- Get, get out of the
way, Ethel, please.

- There are
several insurgent groups--

- Ethel, get out
of the bloody way!

- Oh, all right, all right.

You're not still
watching this rubbish.

You'll get square eyes, you
will, watching 24-hour news

on the loop.

Besides, I wanna see my soap,
find out what's happening

to the latest murder
in the Chiplin.

- No, no, no, no, don't
change the channel!

- No!
- I've gotta watch this.

Ethel, Ethel, Ethel.

Get her away, get her away!

- Give someone else a turn.

- I've got a twist
to that minister

who was talking
on the television.

- Yeah Jack, listen,
Ethel's right.

You need to share
the television.

- No, no, no, no, you've
got, you don't understand.

I-I need to talk to the police.

I--
- You've got to have him

put away.

He's getting violent.

- Listen, listen.
- Jack, Jack.

- You're not taking
this seriously.

I've got to talk to the police.

I've got to warn them
because he's back, he's back.

- All right, all right.

And it's my fault.

Oh God, it's my fault.
- Okay, just...

- So, not a
sophisticated device.

- Not at all.

Basically, it's a
large Molotov cocktail

made by igniting a
canister of fuel.

- Obviously there's no
clues to who made it.

- Unless there's anything else,

we need to get back to the
farm, question the farmer again

about the missing fuel.

- The technology for
this kind of device

has been around for decades,
at least since World War II.

Insurgents, rebels,
resistance fighters

have been using this kind
of incendiary type bomb

for a century or more.

- Basically anyone
could've made it.

- To be honest, there's
probably instructions for it

on the internet.

Anyone with a grudge
and bit of common sense

could put this together.

Teenage kids more than capable.

- So maybe we should
a bit of pressure

on the doctors to get
some more information

out of that teenage
kid in the hospital.

- Let's get back to the farm.

- I'll look after
that for you then.

Bit of old-fashioned police
pressure might not go amiss.

- Hello.

Anybody there?

- Mrs. Roberts.

- Let me.

And go.

Leave me alone.

- This is the police.

Throw the gun out and come out

with both hands fully visible.

- Should I call for
armed response units?

- Okay.

What's happened?

- Don't let it get me.

Help me.

- Okay.
- Please help me.

- Okay, whatever it was
it's gone now, you're safe.

- You don't know.

It might come back.

- We're calling for backup.

- Okay, I'll get on it.

- No, no.

- What is it that
scared you so much?

- It was, it was like a man.

- Okay.
- But he wasn't a man.

He was a dead man.

- Okay.

- He was horrible, hideous.

It was, it was floating,

moving less.

And it exposed both.

And it didn't have a face,

just a skull with
eyes in deep sockets.

Oh my God.

- Okay, okay.

Where's your husband.

It's all right.

Let's get you into the house.

Come on.

Come on, up.

- Calvary's on its way.

- It's okay.

The husband.

Come on.

Come on, let's get you
safe, come on, come on.

It's okay.

It's okay.

We will.

- Fuck!

- See, there's nothing
out here to be afraid of.

- Oh, fuck!

- Are you all right, then, huh?

What's going on?

Everything all right?

- If you could just give
me a few minutes with him

and then put him back under.

- The best chance for the
boy is for us to keep him

in a state of sedated
unconsciousness

and slowly bring him back.

It's a tried and
tested technique.

- I understand
that, Doctor,

but this kid could save lives

and there's been a
lot of deaths already

and anything he can tell me
about what happened to him

in the woods could
prevent more deaths.

- The risk to my patient
of attempting to revive him

too early or too
quickly is too great.

And anyway, how can you be
sure he has any information

that might be of use to you?

I'm not prepared to change
our medical procedure.

- Well, this is a new one.

What do you make of it?

- You mean did she
create a fantasy story

to hide the fact she
murdered her husband?

- Well Unwin, you've
gotta admit her story

is a little bit farfetched.

- Well, she was pretty
distraught when we found her.

- Well, she would be, wouldn't
she according to her story.

Well, let's just recap shall we?

A zombie came out of the
woods presumably to steal

more petrol so it could
make another bomb.

Her husband disturbed
it so it attacked him.

She heard his screams
so she ran out

carrying their shotgun
because she thought

it would be a wild animal.

She shoots the thing
which doesn't stop it

so then she thinks
it's gonna attack her.

So she cleverly runs away
and hides in the barn

which worked because
it didn't find her.

And then you two turn up.

- Okay, it takes a
bit of believing,

but whatever it was, it
certainly terrified her.

- Come on, Huntley, you must've
heard a few tall stories

when someone's trying
to cover up a murder

even in your short
time in the job.

You don't think that it's
too much of a coincidence

that this creature buzzed off
just as you two detectives

turned up thereby stopping her

from disposing of her murdered
husband's body properly.

- Have you seen the body, sir?

- No.

- No.

- But I hear it's
pretty horrific.

- Yeah, his neck
wasn't just broken.

His head was almost torn off.

- Yeah, and he was a big guy.

I really don't think a woman
like her could've done that.

- Well, maybe she
had an accomplice

which is often the
case in a murder.

A boyfriend perhaps which is why

they wanted rid of the old
man in the first place.

- Then why make up such
an unbelievable story?

Why not blame it on
a wolf or a large cat

or an escaped animal?

Surely that's more plausible.

- Oh, what, so you think that
she really did see a zombie?

- Maybe she saw a man in a
skeletal mask, body armor,

we don't know.

- Thank you, Unwin, yeah,
you mean like a budget Batman

that's turned bad.

Listen, I'm not buying
any of it, okay?

I want her under
guard in the hospital

until we work out whether she's
committed an offense or not.

Maybe then we can
release her probably

straight to a
psychiatric hospital.

- Have you forgotten that
what we're dealing with

appears to be a mass
murderer cum terrorist

who seems to be able to
disappear into the woods

without a trace?

This is not an isolated
domestic incident.

- So you think that
someone or something

really did come back
to get more petrol.

- I'm not ruling it out.

- Okay, and this
person or thing,

you think is foolish enough

to actually try it again.

- Possibly.

- In that case, I
think we should keep

the whole place under guard.

- I agree.

- Good.

Carry on.

- Could be a potential
trap for the murderer.

- So what do you make
of all this business?

- What you mean?

- Well, it's unlikely that
whoever tried to steal the fuel

is gonna come back
for another go.

Now, if we're meant to
be some sort of trap,

I think we're wasting our time.

- Well, could be we're some
sort of bait or something.

- Not seriously
trying to tell me

you believe all that rubbish

about a bloke in a
gorilla suit, are you?

- Ah, it might be a real
gorilla loose in the woods

that escaped from
the zoo or something.

- That's funny.

Mind you I don't like the look

of this fog that's developing.

- Did you hear that?

- Yes.

Jesus.

- You scared the shit out of us.

- Sorry if we startled you boys.

Just taking Kaiser
for a sniff around.

Looking for anything suspicious.

- And why is it you
dog squad people

only ever use German Shepherds?

- 'Cause they're the
best for the job.

What's up, boy?

What's up?

Kaiser!

Come back, Kaiser!

No!

Kaiser, no!

Oh.

- What the fuck was that?

- Someone call
the air ambulance.

- The dog
just ran into the fog

and attacked something.

- Could you
describe the assailant?

- No, I mean we didn't
get a clear look.

- Yeah, we better get
forensics down here again.

Piece of material
from an army uniform?

- An old one.

- What you thinking?

- Military fanatic?

Could be a deserter trained
in guerrilla tactics.

Should call the army.

DI Huntley.

Thank you, we're on our way.

Let's go.

- What's that?

- The kid, Vince,
he's conscious.

- And talking?

- Seems so.

I am sorry to hear the boy died.

- We were told he'd
regained consciousness.

- He came around, briefly.

- Did he say anything when
he came out of his coma?

- Anything about his
accident or what happened

that might actually
be of use to us?

- Well, I'm not sure
if this is of much help

but he did mutter
something although he was

in a state of delirium.

- What, what did he say?

- Well, I can't be
sure of the exact words

but it seems that he
and his missing friend

were in the woods
shooting rabbits

with his friend's shotgun
when they discovered

a secret underground chamber
filled with military equipment.

Oh, there's something else.

- What?

- There was something in
that underground chamber

that obviously terrified
the boy so much

that it caused him to
run and that's what led

to the road accident.

- Yeah, I'm sorry, honey, but
you know how big this case is.

There's just something
about it doesn't add up.

Yeah, I know I missed
dinner last night as well

but I can't just knock off,
especially with the new boss

as my partner.

Don't be ridiculous.

And no, I'm not even
sure if she likes men

if you know what I mean.

Go, gotta go.

Ah, so how'd it go in there?

- Archie owned a shotgun.

- Huh, so the boy Vince was
probably telling the truth

about everything else
he said in his rambling.

- Seems so.

Any developments here?

- Uh, army denies all
knowledge of any soldiers

AWOL or deserting.

- Well, at least we have an idea

of what we might
be looking for now.

- There was another
thing which I thought

was a bit too much
for coincidence.

- Go on.

- One of the murder
investigation team

took a call earlier from an
old geezer in a care home.

He said it was essential
he speak to someone

in authority because he
knew who was responsible

for the attacks.

- Why haven't we
followed this up already?

- Well, it seems that
although the old guy

managed to get to the phone,
the people looking after him

were adamant he'd gone senile.

- Okay, so why are
you telling me now

if this is
just some crazy old guy

who watches too much TV.

- Because in his
call he mentioned

about a so-called
underground operational base

in Shafton Forest.

And he talked about it
before the boy Vince

got out with that information.

So there's absolutely
no way the old boy

could've heard about it from
anyone involved in the case.

- Let's go talk to him.

How far is it?

- Few miles away.

- Let's go then, Sergeant.

Oh and by the way,
I do like men.

Just haven't met a real one yet.

♪ Wrap it up put it in

♪ Never take it out

♪ Wrap it up put it in

♪ Never take it out

♪ Wrap it up put it in

♪ Never take it out

♪ Your hands against my hips

♪ My lips against your lips

♪ You take me to a paradise

♪ My waterfalls are bliss

♪ And I can it rain all night

♪ 'Cause tonight

- What was that?
♪ No rules apply

♪ I don't care who
you been with ♪

- Oh my God.

- Carl, what's wrong?

♪ So for the next three hours

♪ Nothing else matters

♪ We can make time stand still

♪ Stand still

♪ I wanna box this

- You mustn't get Jack
too excited or worked up.

Must they, Jack?

- We just wanna pick
his brains a little bit.

- Well, that should be easy.

I haven't got much
brains left to pick.

- Can you tell us about
these operational bases?

- Yeah, OBs.

In 1940, hundreds
of these places

were built underground and
they remained operational

until they were abandoned
when the Auxiliaries

were stood down in 1944.

Now, most of the people never
knew anything about 'em.

And those who did know
something about 'em

well, most of 'em are dead now.

- What were they built for,
what were these Auxiliary units?

- The OBs were our
last line of defense.

- Ah, so we're
talking World War II.

- Yep.

After Dunkirk, remains of
our little army came back

and uh, we knew that Hitler
was going to invade us any day.

So Winston Churchill
decided that he would create

a resistance group made
up of the most able

and dedicated of the Home Guard.

- Dad's Army.

- That's right.

- Old men and young
boys willing to fight

the invading Germans with
pitchforks and blunderbusses.

- It was like that
in the beginning.

But the Auxiliaries were
something different.

- And you were one
of the Auxiliaries.

- Yes, I was.

And we were so secret
that this is actually

the very first time I've
ever talked about it

in all that time.

- I think Jack's
getting tired now.

Maybe you could
come back tomorrow.

- I'm sorry, this
is rather urgent.

- No, no, no, it's all
right, love, it's all right.

Now listen, I think you
better go make us a cup of tea

because what I'm gonna say
here now might contravene

the Official Secrets Act

and I don't want to
get you into trouble.

Well, not that way anyway.

Now, where was I?

Yes.

Those of us who volunteered
and were selected

were taught how to
kill the Germans

in the most horrible ways.

- So you were to fight on

after the supposedly
imminent invasion.

- To the last man.

They gave us the best
weapons available.

They gave us plenty
of explosive.

They taught us how to
survive, how to improvise,

and how to conduct
guerrilla warfare.

- Using the underground
OBs as boltholes.

- Yes.

They gave us 14 days of rations

'cause that was just about
as long as we were expected

to survive after
the balloon went up.

- I'm sorry, balloon went up?

- After the Germans invaded.

- Except the RAF defeated
the Germans in the air

and without air cover,
the Nazis would never

adventure across the
Channel from France.

- You're right, the
Battle of Britain.

Course all this must sound
like ancient history to you.

- Thanks, Jack, this
has been very helpful.

- No, now wait, there's
something else you gotta learn.

- Don't upset yourself, Jack.

You told us a lot.

- The first task
of the Auxiliaries

was to eliminant anyone
who knew anything about us,

local policemen, town
mayor, local dignitaries.

- You mean murder
your own people.

- Yes.

Anyone who might have any
knowledge of our whereabouts

and who could give
it away under torture

or interrogation was
to be eliminated.

Something went wrong.

There was an accident.

It's one of those things
that happen in war.

The signal for the invasion
was to be the ringing

of the church bells.

They'd been silent
since Dunkirk.

I was walking home and the
bells of the local church rang

and I was the only
person on duty.

So I went straight to the OB.

There was no one there
expect Bob Pearce.

Now, Bob Pearce was
our commanding officer.

He'd helped to set
the whole thing up.

I mean, he knew the whereabouts
of every bunker in the area.

So we opened our secret orders
and the first on the list

of the people to be
killed was Bob Pearce.

I shot him in the bunker.

And then I climbed up to
do the rest on the list.

And it was only when I got
outside that I realized

that I couldn't hear the
bells ringing anymore.

There had been no invasion.

It was just a couple of kids

who broke into the bloody
church to ring the bells

for a lark.

- It was an accident
of war a long time ago.

- I went back down into the
OB, I smashed the radio,

I sealed the hatch, and
as the months passed,

chances of invasion diminished,

and then we were all called up.

- What relevance do you
think this has to our case?

- I think Bob Pearce has
come back to kill Nazis.

No, no, no, I know
it sounds ridiculous,

but please listen to me.

Bob swore to me once
that no matter what,

even if he was killed, he
would find a way to come back

and kill Germans.

- So why kill police officers?

- Oh, that's, that's easy.

I mean, you think about the
police officers in those days.

All they had were
those tall helmets.

They were armed with
a watch, a whistle,

and a truncheon.

Now, these days you're
all wearing stab jackets,

you're carrying
automatic weapons,

and you're all dressed in black.

Have you ever seen
pictures of the Waffen-SS?

- Okay, so why now after
what must be 75 years?

- I think somebody found
and opened the hatch.

- It's gonna be okay, Jack.

We know what we're looking
for now in the forest.

Thank you.

- I, if you're going after Bob,

you'll take me with
you, won't you?

- I'm not sure that's
gonna be possible.

- You'll never find it.

That place was designed to
be concealed from the enemy.

I can take you
exactly to the place.

- Thank you, Jack.

We'll let you know
if we need you.

- All right.

Thank you.

- Well, if we tell any of
this to anyone on the force,

they'll think we've
lost our marbles.

- Maybe not.

- How so?

- Well, from what
the old boy told us,

maybe we should be
looking for a nut

who is using this
OB underground base.

- DI Huntley.

There's been another murder.

- How lovely of you to join us.

I should fill you in on
what's happening, shall I?

- I'd rather hear it from
forensics, thank you.

- A fairly straightforward
crime, Detective Inspector.

A young man in the front of
a car with his throat cut

and, again, probably
died instantly.

- And the shoe, tell
them about the shoe.

- I will get to that.

Please don't try
and tell me my job.

- Shoe?

- Well, we're convinced
there was another occupant

in the car,

most probably a woman
as we found a handbag

in the passenger side foot
well and a discarded shoe.

- I'll send a couple of
officers over to scour the woods

to see if they can
find another dead body.

- Or missing person.

- Do we have identities?

- Well, we've got the man's
details from the contents

of his pocket.

We haven't as yet
opened the handbag

as we're checking the blood
spattered on the side of it,

most probably from
the murder vic.

- Could the missing woman
have carried out the murder?

- Theoretically possible
except for two factors.

You see the victim was
undoubtedly attacked

from above and behind.

If you take a look at
the roof of the vehicle,

somebody, and quite
possibly the murderer,

has gained access from
outside after ripping a hole

in the canvas hood.

- That's a German car.

- Uh, does that have any bearing
whatsoever on this matter?

- It might do.

- Huntley, I've communicated

to the Assistant
Chief Commissioner

and she has agreed
with me that it's time

to bring in the army
so that we can do

a thorough search of this forest

so that we can catch
this sicko, okay?

Good.

Carry on.

- Looks like it's time for
some more drastic measures.

- I'm not being funny now.

But we're not gonna scale
up the operation now

for one lunatic
hiding in the forest.

- I got up early this
morning because I thought

there was gonna be at least
double this amount of men.

What is this?

- All right.

Assistant Chief
Commissioner Dale

was expecting more men, sir.

- I'm sorry I don't have the
manpower to spare more troops

for an operation of this nature.

And Grant here is a
very experienced officer

at rooting out terrorist.

All our men have been
operationally trained

for this type of mission.

- Sir.

- All right, boys, we're
going into Shafton Forest.

Obviously the ground
that we're dealing with

is thick and uneven woodland.

Advance with caution.

Situation enemy forces,

we're dealing with
one lone insurgent.

He's responsible for
a lot of casualties

so he seems like he's
gonna be trained.

Situation friendly forces,

we're gonna be joined by our
friends in the police force.

Hopefully they won't
get in the way.

Our mission, find, apprehend,
or neutralize the insurgent.

All right, boys?

- Sir.

- Happy?

- Sir.
- Let's go.

- What on Earth?

What exactly are you playing
at, Detective Inspector,

bringing this elderly
gentleman here?

- This is Jack.

He's a member of
the Auxiliary Group.

He worked from an
underground base here

back in 1940.

He's gonna show us
where that base is

and who's hiding there.

- All right, look,
this is ridiculous.

What makes you think
someone's gonna use

a redundant old wartime base?

What are the chances this guy
can remember that far back?

Forest doesn't
even look the same.

- How long were you based here?

- Few months now,
but I remember it

like it was yesterday.

- So why were you here?

- When the German Army
swept over this area,

our job was to
kill, delay, harass

with all possible means.

Our second function
was to use our radios

to inform what was left
of the British Army

of the situation.

- Can you give me information
about what somebody

trying to emulate
your resistance group

might have done that we
haven't released to the media?

- Yes, ma'am, I think I can.

It would surprise me if
you have not come across

some disemboweled bodies

with their entrails
decoratively spread.

- What was the point of that?

- To intimidate the enemy.

There's nothing quite like
seeing your mate's guts

spread out like a
plate of spaghetti

for making you pause to think.

- Anything's worth a try.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- You fit to talk?

- But you're not
gonna believe me.

The military police
spoke to me just now

and they think I
knocked my brains out.

- That's okay.

Most of our colleagues
feel the same about us

and we haven't been
hit on the head.

- Or choked half to death.

But I know what I saw
and I know what I felt

and that thing
was cold and dead.

- Well, this is our friend Jack.

He thinks he has some answers.

He wants to ask you a
few simple questions.

- Okay.

- Hello, darling.

Now, this thing you
saw, was it wearing

a military uniform?

- Wasn't paying much attention
to what it was wearing.

Even thinking about
it makes me shudder

and it happened so fast.

But uh, maybe it did have
or at least some remnants

of Cargi, but it was decayed
and like a body dug up

and its eyes were just--

- Why do you think it
stopped attacking you,

let you go?

- If this lump on my
head is letting me go,

then I don't know what you mean.

But it did look at me and
seemed surprised, curious,

as if I was from another planet.

It started to study my uniform.

Uh, it was disgusting.

It smelled putrid.

- It's confused
because she's black.

- Excuse me.

- Oh, no, no, no, no
offense intended, darling.

Now, I'm sorry, but look at it

from his perspective, all right.

I mean, he knows that the Nazis
are the most racist people

on the planet.

You are clearly of
Afro-Caribbean descent.

There is no way that
they would've allowed her

in their army.

He's confused.

- Okay, this is all
getting very weird.

- Stormtroopers here, too.

Here, tell that officer
up ahead to slow down

and keep his eyes peeled.

- All right, we've
thrown a police cordon

round the entire forest.

Now nothing can get out.

We'll have the murdering
bastard this time.

- Listen, before
you do anything,

let me talk to Bob
because I don't think

you're gonna be able to
stop him by physical means.

- Do you really give any credence
to this old man's fantasy?

Because I think your career's
pretty much blown if you do.

- Jack, do you really
believe that this Bob Pearce

is carrying out these murders
from beyond the grave?

- Yes, ma'am, I do believe that.

Bob Pearce was a patriot.

He died for his country
and I believe he thinks

that the Germans have
landed and are invading.

And if I am right, you're
gonna find a few surprises

that he's set for us up ahead.

- This man has confessed to
murdering his superior officer.

Shouldn't you be talking to
the CPS about a prosecution

instead of indulging
him in this stupidity?

- Excuse me.

- With me, boys.

This way.

It's not far.

- All
right, take it slow.

- Boys, keep left.

Hold back.

- Mother me.

- She's alive!

Get back!

- Why?

- God, no, get me down!

Get me down!

- Booby trap.

Get down!

- Grenades, take cover.

- Oh, God!

No, no!

Get me down.

- I don't know much about it,

but I don't think you can
delay a grenade that long

before it explodes.

- All right, everyone
stay where you are.

- Get me down!

- They might be ancient and
obviously pretty much dud

but they're still
dangerously volatile.

Someone help this lady.

- Oh, fuck
her, get me down!

- Go and get the bomb
disposal team and medics.

- Chief, ah!

- And take your time.

God knows what other booby
traps are in these woods.

- Ah, oh yeah.

Oh, oh.

- I don't think they're
gonna get anything

out of her for a
couple of hours.

Poor kid.

- Shouldn't we wait
for the others, sir?

- No, waste of time.

This is the area we
should be searching.

Clear evidence somebody's
been living here.

Quiet, quiet!

And whoever it is
is still around.

You should've been
more vigilant.

You two, take this idiot
back to the field hospital,

get me another one, get back
here as soon as possible.

You two with me.

- Oh!

- Tell 'em to stop.

- What's wrong?

- We're here.

- Captain.

Halt your men.

- What's the problem?

- You see that
rotting trunk there?

- Yeah.

- That is a chimney.

Now, if I remember correctly,
just over behind those bushes

was the escape hatch.

- Escape hatch.

Meadows, go and check
out that escape hatch.

- Yeah, this is the place.

- What do you mean
this is the place?

Jack, there's nothing here.

- You're standing on top of it.

- Yeah,
there's something here.

- Captain, I found
it but the ground slipped

and covered everything up.

This is the only way out.

- All right,
how do we open it?

- Oh right then.

Only thing I ever nicked
from the army was this.

Now, now.

Now, as I remember,
the catch ,

the catch was over this way.

Ah, there you are.

Come on now, Bob.

There are no Germans here.

They're all British.

There was no invasion.

Those bells, ah,
they were a mistake.

The RAF beat the
Germans in the sky

and then Hitler bought London.

He went and invaded
Russia instead.

And then all, all the decent
people in the bloody world

come to our side.

The Empire, the
Commonwealth, the Dominions,

even the Yanks got in.

Late as usual, but by God.

Anyway,

Bob, the only thing
that remains now

is something between you
and me and let's do this

man to man, face to
face, the way we would

back in 1940.

Come on out now,
old friend, please.

Come on out.

- Go!

- No, it's all right,
it's all right.

It's Bob.

It's Bob.

Bob, I'm... I want you to know

how sorry I am.

Those bells, it
wasn't the invasion.

It was a couple of kids
that broke into the church

for a lark.

And then you, you saw the orders

for me to kill you

and the others.

Bob.

I'm, I'm, I'm so sorry, mate.

I'm truly sorry.

I beg you, forgive me.

- You all right?

Jack.

Just breathe.

- All right, what's up?

You okay, sir?

- We need you back
to a safe distance

so we can get down
there and sort this out.

According to records, there's
enough unstable TNT down there

to blow up the whole
of Shafton Forest.

- I don't know how the hell

you're gonna write
this one up, gov.