Original subtitles

We're clear!

Get me out of here!

My foot's stuck, help!

Jesus Christ!

Get off!

Oi!

Anyone finds a watch, it's mine.

Piss off.

Sandy, tell him.

I let you have the last one.

Yeah, he did let me have the last one.

I don't give a damn.

Two minutes, boys.

I never know how to end them.

I never know how to start them.

It's broken.

Why do I always find the broken ones?

What do you reckon, lads?

Wouldn't mind a piece of that.

Quick!

Dickens, come on, that's enough.

Inside, come on.

Dickens...

He needs taking in hand, don't you, Dickens?

Don't you, wretched thing?

Oh, God.

Whoa!

Operator?

Fire brigade.

Fire!

Where's Mrs. Taylor?

What have you done?

Mr. Taylor, where's your wife?

Mrs. Taylor?

Mrs. Taylor!

Mrs. Taylor.

Take my hand, don't be scared.

Marion?

Marion, we have to go!

No.

No!

This way!

Come on, come on, come on!

No!

Go, go!

Oh, Marion!

I thought I'd lost you.

Ben!

Are you hurt?

Let me see.

I'm fine, Dad. Let me see.

I'm fine.

You stupid man!

Stupid, stupid man!

It's almost rather beautiful.

"Rage, rage against...

...the dying of the light."

Thank you.

That's very kind.

Sugar for the shock.

It's pretty foul, isn't it?

Not a bit of it.

Does it smart?

Can't feel a thing.

Ben!

Do you have any idea how it started?

Ashes in the grate, I imagine.

Yes.

Ashes in the grate.

They were trapped in there, the vicar and Mrs. Taylor.

Saved the lot of them.

That's not entirely true.

They'd be dead if it weren't for you, that's a fact.

Bloody hell, Vic.

Next, you'll be telling us the boy can walk on water.

Ignore him, son.

I'm proud of you.

I don't know how we shall face people.

Why on earth not?

They've seen us in our night clothes!

It's most unseemly.

Here he is, our hero.

Running into burning buildings.

Damsels in distress.

I hope you gave him a thorough telling off, Mrs. Maguire.

Oh, don't worry, she did.

He was wearing his night clothes.

Miss Headingly has been praising you to the heavens.

Me?

I fell over making a phone call.

I'm not sure she needs to know that.

Come on!

If you were to die, Sidney, what would the rest of us do?

You'd manage.

No more heroics.

Promise me.

I promise.

That hurt, by the way.

Oh, no it didn't.

Today is a day to be thankful.

For the big things...

a community supporting each other...

and for the small.

For those little kindnesses.

A cup of tea.

A kind embrace.

Uh...

Amen.

Mr. Chambers.

Oh, I'm sorry, you're in a hurry.

No, I'm not at all.

Another time, perhaps.

Mr. Taylor, what's troubling you?

I'm not sure where to begin.

I find the start is often the place.

I've tried to be a good man all my life.

An honest man.

I've tried so hard to be a...

To be an example to my children.

To do what is expected of me as a husband.

I just want to be a good man.

You've had a terrible shock.

When an accident like this happens, you...

It was no accident, Mr. Chambers.

Darling.

The children are tired.

I... I'm tired.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

You know where I am.

Thank you.

Hildegard.

Sidney.

You look wonderful.

Thank you.

Berlin clearly agrees with you.

What little is left of it.

What brings you back?

The sale of the house.

And you promised me a boat trip on the Cam.

Oh, I'm sorry.

This is Hildegard Staunton.

These are my friends.

Miss Amanda Kendall.

Pleasure. Hello.

And Mr. Guy Hopkins.

So how do you two know each other?

Hildegard plays the piano.

I'm, uh...

I'm thinking of taking some lessons.

Oh, what do you play?

Any Mozart?

Can't beat a bit of Mozart.

Yes, of course,

Mozart is one of my favorite composers...

Plays the piano.

Next, you'll be telling me she actually likes jazz.

She does.

She lets you think she does.

You're a dark horse, Chambers.

You kept it.

Of course I did.

Thank you for not telling your friends about my husband.

When people hear he was murdered,

they never know what to say.

You must miss him.

Is it awful to say that some days,

I don't think of him at all?

Why are you smiling?

I'm sorry.

I'm just not used to being with someone so...

...so open.

That's because you're British.

She doesn't like me.

She doesn't like anyone.

Tomorrow, then.

Tomorrow.

Have you thought to ask what she did during the war?

Was she goose stepping with the rest of them?

Never behave like that in front of one of my guests again.

She was crying while she was braising the mutton.

I'm sorry if I was short with you,

if I was rude.

Sorry if Hildegard's Germanic tendencies upset you.

If it's any consolation, I'm pretty certain

she wasn't part of Hitler's inner circle.

I was trying to take care of you.

Between the whisky and the jazz,

the jumping into fires, someone has to take care of you.

And for that, I am very grateful.

Thank you, Mrs. M, for being infinitely wonderful.

No more adventures.

Not unless you're properly dressed.

Give me a hand with this, would you?

I knew you wouldn't be able to stay away.

Can't help myself, I'm afraid.

We're moving back to London.

It's for the best.

I was never fond of this house.

Such a lonely place.

What is it, Marion?

It pains me to see someone so unhappy.

It was ashes in the grate.

These trials are sent to test us.

Aren't they?

These little incidents.

We'll be happier now, Dominic and I.

He'll be the man I fell in love with again.

He'll be himself.

Again.

You better stick around, Vicar.

What's happened?

Where's Geordie?

Mrs. Taylor?

Yes?

I'm Detective Constable Atkins.

At 12:54 p.m. this afternoon,

a body was discovered on Regent Terrace in Cambridge.

We believe it to be that of your husband.

I'm so very sorry.

Dad!

My brother David's poorly.

David's poorly, is he?

Got whooping cough.

Doctor says he'll die, but I don't believe him.

Geordie? Cathy?

Cathy.

Oh.

Please, forgive the mess, it's...

How is he?

They say it might... it might go to his lungs.

And then...

And if it does, then...

Then they say we should...

prepare for the worst.

I can't let the girls see me like this.

You should've let me know.

Nothing you can do.

I would've come sooner.

How'd you know I was here?

Atkins said you were on leave.

Atkins?

I should go.

If there's anything you need...

Where'd you see Atkins?

He's leading an investigation.

He couldn't lead a dying horse to water.

Will you stop it!

Go inside, play nicely.

What is it?

Murder?

It doesn't matter.

Any suspects?

Don't even think it, Geordie.

I can't just stay here and wait for him to die.

Vicar.

Um, how did I do?

Delivering the bad news?

Always gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Oh, you were... exemplary, Atkins.

Exemplary.

I like that.

Where are we?

Dominic Taylor, fellow of Downing College, 39,

stabbed through the chest.

Witnesses?

Well, not witnesses as such.

Knife?

No.

Leads?

It's Sunday, sir.

Aday you'll become very familiar with.

You'll work every one from now till Christmas.

Sir.

And this fire?

Mr. Taylor seemed to think

that Tobias Hall was responsible.

The landlord at the Red Lion.

You spoken to him?

What the hell have you done?

Dominic Taylor was a pompous bastard.

Who thought you'd burnt his house down?

That was not my doing.

Why accuse you, then?

He was one of these stuck up types.

Always moaning about something.

The noise, my customers...

So it was just that?

Just the noise?

Well, check your files.

He made a fair few complaints.

Why accuse you of starting the fire?

Rich people.

Always got to blame somebody for their woes.

Answer the bloody question.

He came over here, all airs and graces,

said he wasn't gonna rest till he closed this place down.

And I told him if he did any such thing,

he'd live to regret it.

You threatened him?

I didn't like the man.

But I wouldn't wish him dead.

No, I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

Check the records.

See we have anything on Mr. Taylor's complaints.

We'll talk to his wife.

Then backgammon and a pint.

What do you say?

Cathy needs you, Geordie.

Go home.

Atkins, you play backgammon?

No, sir.

Excellent.

Hello?

Oh, I was...

I was lost there for a minute.

I'm having to sell my piano.

Really?

That is a shame.

The cost of shipping is far more than it's worth.

And there are debts to pay.

My husband's gambling habit.

Are you angry with him?

Angry?

For leaving you to pick up the pieces.

I'm angry that he kept a whole part of himself from me.

The affairs, the lies.

The man I loved.

I didn't really know him at all, it seems.

Sidney?

You were lost again.

Regent Terrace.

Regent Terrace?

Do you know it?

It's near Parker's Piece, isn't it?

Taylor died on that road right there.

What if you're wrong?

If you didn't have God on your side,

I'd tell you where to get off, Mr. Chambers.

He's on your side too.

Here, see?

He was stabbed.

Staggered out across the common

onto Regent Terrace, where he collapsed.

He was getting his end away.

In a public lav?

Oh.

I see.

What you're suggesting is not decent.

It doesn't mean it's not happening.

Dirty sod.

I think his wife knew he was a homosexual.

I just need a piss.

With your friend for company?

Shall I take him in, sir?

Go ahead.

Geordie, he didn't do anything.

I'm arresting you

on suspicion of gross indecency.

How is this helping?

...but what you say may be put into writing...

It's not helping!

Get the area secured.

I want it searched.

Mrs. Taylor.

I need to get the children settled.

Not here, Geordie...

Were you aware of your husband's liaisons?

I don't know what you're talking about.

With men. Sexual liaisons.

Marion...

Marion, if you speak to us, it won't go any further.

You have my word.

Dominic loved me.

He did what he wanted with who he wanted,

and you brought up his children.

Geordie!

He loved me.

Of course he did.

No one who knew you could doubt that.

I have your word?

Dominic's private life will remain just that.

It was early.

I couldn't sleep.

What time?

I don't know.

4:00, possibly?

I don't know.

You couldn't sleep.

I went downstairs, and...

Someone had put a note under the door.

It was anonymous.

"Double the usual, or everyone will find out."

That was the gist of it.

It was all lies.

I only intended to destroy it.

You didn't notice money disappearing?

Dominic dealt with the accounts.

No envelopes of cash?

No blank check stubs?

Please leave us alone.

Thank you so much.

She has a right to her privacy.

To her husband's privacy.

At the expense of the truth?

You really think it works like that, Sidney?

Sidney?

Sidney?

My son James.

He was in the Fusiliers.

21 when he died.

No kind of age, is it?

Didn't even get to bring him home.

Sidney, people are arriving!

Just a moment.

The day of the fire.

It was early,

but you were dressed.

You were walking to the pub, not from it.

What has that got to do with anything?

You had just delivered a letter to Dominic Taylor.

A blackmail letter.

Oh!

That's quite an accusation.

You don't deny it?

Why should I?

I'm not the one in the wrong.

Vic's so proud of his boy.

Off to University, a hero.

Doesn't realize he's a sodomite.

Ben Blackwood?

My son dies and that degenerate lives.

Where's the fairness in that?

Tell the police what you've done.

Or what?

Or I will.

Sidney, let's go, please.

You do that... you tell them.

Then everyone will know, won't they?

They'll all know

what he is.

Go on.

Tell them, Mr. Chambers.

Mr. Taylor helped me apply for my place at Cambridge.

Whoever told you otherwise is lying.

Mr. Hall told me what he saw.

Are you going to play or are you just going to gossip?

Gossip, I think.

My dad can't find out.

Ben, I'm not here to judge you.

It was...

It was a mistake.

I'm... I'm better now.

I've got Lucy.

I'm going to university.

Ben!

Please.

Don't let my dad find out.

Funny how a man can be murdered

and all anyone's worried about is his private life.

The church has made its position on the subject clear.

It's something from which deliverance should be sought.

Do you agree?

It's not my place to make any statement to the contrary.

So you think that these men,

men like Ben, should be locked up

for 18 hours a day in solitary confinement?

For years on end?

Will you tell the police?

If I don't, they won't know the whole story.

A murderer could walk free.

And if you do, the consequences for Ben.

It will destroy him.

He'll help with the enquiries as long as he remains anonymous.

Well, that's good of him.

If you could just guarantee his privacy.

That is all I ask.

He's not a killer.

We should look to Mr. Taylor's family.

His friends.

His friends are a bunch of queers.

Ben Blackwood amongst them.

Arrest Tobias Hall for blackmail.

Sir.

And arrest Ben Blackwood.

Find out where he was on the day of the murder.

Geordie, you know what this means for him.

You're not thinking straight.

Don't you tell me what I'm thinking!

He hasn't done anything!

Don't worry, son, I'll sort this out.

Dear God...

I don't understand.

I just...

I don't understand.

Go ahead.

He says he has an alibi.

Was with his girl.

Do you believe him?

He's a practiced liar.

His kind have to be.

Put it this way: it won't come as a great shock

when we end up arresting him for murder.

In the meantime, we'll charge him with gross indecency

and grant him bail.

There was a better way to do this.

Do you know what I've done?!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

I can't even look at you.

Dad, please.

Dad, please!

You've made it very clear

that I'm to cast no judgment on your guests.

So however difficult it may be, I shall hold my tongue.

Thank you.

Though you know what the Bible says.

The police will think it's Ben, won't they?

The murder.

Is it vanity that drives me to get involved?

I think that does you a disservice.

I should've held my counsel.

But I've made a mess of things, haven't I?

You did what you thought was right.

Not all of us are brave enough

to have the courage of our convictions.

Shouldn't we be reprimanding Ben for his sins?

Of the Ten Commandments, only three are embodied in law:

theft, perjury, and murder.

It's on murder our thoughts should be concentrated.

So you'll help him, then?

Despite the wishes of the church?

I'll do everything I can.

I would do the same for anyone, Leonard.

We all judge.

We judge a person on their appearance,

their class, their nationality.

On the choices they make,

or the lives they lead behind closed doors.

"Judge not, lest ye be judged."

Goodbye, Lucy.

Mrs. Taylor.

You gave me your word.

Mr. Blackwood.

Mrs. Staunton.

It would be much appreciated

if you could join us for tea.

I'd like that.

You see?

Infinitely wonderful.

Invited for tea now.

She's beautiful, too.

She'd make a perfect vicar's wife.

Oh, don't tell me it hasn't crossed your mind.

I've had other things to think about.

I wouldn't be surprised

if she's been practicing her name.

"Mrs. Hildegard Chambers at your service."

Anyone would think that you're jealous.

You're wanted.

So are you.

Go on.

I'll be fine.

Did Dad ask after me?

I'm sorry.

He hates me.

No, he doesn't.

It's all my fault.

We can't help loving the people we do.

If I could go back.

If I could take it back...

I would.

My father, he was a gruff man too.

He was always bellowing at me.

Always cross about something.

But I know it always came from love.

It always comes from love.

He's very handsome.

Adevil, too.

Disappeared for no good reason during that blessed war.

More cake?

I was only a schoolgirl when it broke out.

There were a lot of things we had to do.

Lots of sacrifices.

Where's your father now?

He died.

My brothers, too.

We all of us lost a lot, I think.

The vicarage.

Sidney?

It's Cathy.

He's got worse.

Can you come now?

I don't understand it.

Geordie can find a dead body,

doesn't bat an eye.

He can even make jokes about it.

I thought he could face anything.

He should be here, Sidney.

Sidney!

Sidney, you sly old dog, you.

Tell me something interesting.

Tell me about the German.

How's David?

1.06, please.

I'm a police officer.

1.06, please.

Here.

No, don't pay him.

I'm a police officer.

Geordie...

Show some bloody respect.

How's David, Geordie?

Have you got in her knickers yet?

The German?

If he dies and you're not there,

how will you live with yourself?

I have work to do.

Got a dead pansy, no leads.

He's your son, Geordie.

You should be there.

And you...

...should stop pissing about.

Just admit it!

You hate your life.

You hate it so much

you have to screw up everyone else's.

It's fine.

We're fine.

Oh, you think I don't care?

I'd give my life for my boy.

But I can't, can I?

There's nothing I can do.

Go home.

Scotch.

You're a selfish bastard.

But I know it always came from love.

It always comes from love.

I don't need your counsel, vicar.

Afather would do anything for his son, wouldn't he?

You knew what Ben was hiding.

You've always known.

And you killed to save him from it.

You say things like that,

you'd better have something to back it up with.

You killed Mr. Taylor.

Where's the proof?

Place has been swarming with Old Bill for days

and even they can't find any.

What place?

Parker's Piece?

That lot couldn't find a needle in a whole stack of needles.

And if they can't, I doubt you can.

You killed him, Mr. Blackwood.

I know you did.

Sidney.

Ben's gone.

I want to confess to the murder of Dominic Taylor.

Ben's already confessed to the murder.

What if Ben's lying?

What if he's covering for his dad?

Mr. Blackwood told me

the police could not find a needle

in a whole stack of needles.

I think he meant the knife.

I went over this place, thorough as you like.

Just trust me.

I don't think I've trusted anyone less.

And you're a vicar.

We've searched in here already, sir.

Waste of time.

There's no knife.

I could've told you that in the first place.

Now who's the selfish bastard?

I'm sorry for wasting your time.

It won't happen again.

Go home, Geordie.

I thought I'd visit Ben.

If there's anything that can take you out of yourself

at a trying time, it's a good book.

Unless you think it unwise of me to go?

It's a real page turner.

What do I say to him?

Being there is enough.

He must be so very afraid.

I hope you understand I never meant...

What I said was...

Sorry, I... Sorry, you go.

I've not been myself lately.

Understandably.

What I...

Calling you a selfish bastard...

It's not far from the truth.

Go home to your family, Geordie.

I'm scared, Sidney.

I know.

I won't interfere again, in that or work.

Shame.

In another life, you'd have been my chief inspector.

I don't know about that.

You have a knack for it a lot of the lads don't have.

They prefer to knock people about

before they engage their brains.

Can't think who you're referring to.

Atkins isn't so bad.

He'll grow out of it.

What?

The knife.

It's still there.

Geordie, it's not here.

Not now, perhaps.

But when we first came here...

Atkins...

Follow me.

It transpires you can find a needle

in a whole stack of needles.

Let me finish.

Exemplary, Mr. Chambers.

He found out about his son's affair through Marion Taylor.

She came to see Ben the day after the fire.

He's my husband.

Mine.

I'll presume the matter's closed.

He followed Dominic Taylor,

who was waiting for Ben for a bit of a fumble.

He hid the knife.

Oh, you know the rest.

What will happen to Ben?

Gross indecency.

Perverting the course ofjustice.

I've made bigger problems disappear.

Don't look so shocked, Sidney.

Our lot are just as corrupt as yours.

I wouldn't bet on it.

He was gonna be a doctor.

Someone people respect.

He still can be.

How naive you are, Mr. Chambers.

Dad thought Dominic corrupted me.

That he'd taken advantage.

I loved him, Dad.

Do you know what I've done for you?

Do you know what I've done?!

I killed for you.

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

You advocate a man's right to privacy.

But isn't that just hiding from the truth?

Isn't it lying?

I've never really thought of it that way.

Perhaps because you've never had to hide your true feelings,

Mr. Chambers.

It's time to go home, Geordie.

Cathy?

Geordie...

His fever's broken.

I'm sorry.

I know.

I am so, so sorry.

Faithful and loving God.

Bless those who care for these children.

Grant them your gifts of love, wisdom, and faith.

Pour upon them your healing and reconciling love

and protect their home from all evil.

Fill them with the light of your presence

and establish them in the joy of your kingdom.

David...

Sidney.

I baptize thee

in the name of the Father,

and of the Son,

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

We are all one in Christ Jesus.

We belong to him through faith,

heirs of the promise of the spirit of peace.

They said it was extra to carry it in.

I'm not paying extra.

Fine, you can help me lift it in, then.

You see what I have to put up with?

You sure you don't mind?

It can stay here as long as you need.

How about that lesson?

Here?

Why not?

We'll start with the C major scale.

Mm-hmm.

Do you know middle C?

Yes.

Middle C.

No.

I'm never going to play Bach, am I?

I'm hopeless.