All language subtitles for Midsomer Murders S16E04 - The Flying Club

(ominous music)

(keyboard clacking)

(man gasps)

(engine revs)

(plane propeller whirs)

(dramatic music)

(wind whistles)

(water splashes)

(gentle music)

(water bubbles)

(aeroplane engine whirs)

- And how is the next member
of the House of Barnaby?

Still trying to kick his way out?

Or hers.

(chuckles) Good.

I hope you and your mum aren't overdoing

the whole baby buying thing.

It will grow, you know.

They're not bonsai.

Okay, love to you all lot.

Bye.

You know what this is, don't you?

This is going to be the
end of life as we know it.

No more peace and quiet for
us when the baby arrives.

How many of these things do you have?

(dog barking)

You do not, you lying hound!

(phone rings)

Nelson, good morning.

(ominous music)

- [Nelson] Early morning
fisherman called it in.

- Any I.D., Kate?

- Not yet.

- [John] Injuries?

- Crushing of the thoracic cage,

multiple bilateral fractures of the ribs,

and a heavy blow to the back of the head.

- How long has he been in there?

- Progression of rigour
slowed by the temperature

of the water, but it's still well set in.

12 hours max.

- [John] Severely beaten
and then dumped in the lake?

- More like dropped from
a considerable height.

(aeroplane engine rumbles)

- [John] Bunged out of a plane?

- Well, he wasn't up a ladder.

- How high was the plane?

- About 400 feet.

- [Nelson] How do you know that?

- Went out with a flyer once.

I couldn't resist
checking the impact stats.

- Some date.

- Nearest airfield, please.

(aeroplane engines roaring)

- Ready for the loop.

- [Gavin] Affirmative.

Pulling.

- Tilt.

Ready and cross!

- Whoo!

- Let's keep together.

Come on, keep up, keep up.

- That is incredible.

- That is deranged.

- He likes them.

- [John] Every airfield has one.

- [Nelson] Spotting, collecting numbers.

I don't get it.

- It's another variation on
obsessive compulsive disorder.

- Really?

Do you know about that stuff?

- Oh, yes.

All decent detectives suffer from OCD.

- You were drifting out on the turn.

You were going too fast.

- [Jessie] Yay, well done!

- I should take up flying.

- Jessie, your man can't fly.

- Oh, excuse me.

Ace fighter pilot.

Crop duster.

- Goodbye.

- Very "Top Gun."

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(car doors bang)

(engine turns over)

- [Jessie] Mr. Darnley will
be right out, Inspector.

- [John] Thank you.

- So.

- Jessie Rayner, reception.

- And you, sir?

- Gavin Hopkirk, flying instructor.

- Things a bit thin?

- Oh, you know.

High summer, lot of people away.

- Expensive hobby, too.

- It's not a hobby.

- [John] Inspector Barnaby.

- Perry Darnley, C.O. here.

Sorry to keep you, I've got
a man down this morning.

Jessie, could I have the--
- Yes.

- [John] Maybe we could talk somewhere.

- Yes, yes, of course.

Through here.

- What's going on?

- But I saw him yesterday.

I mean, that's his
jacket, he can't be gone.

- We'll have to lock down the
airfield until further notice.

- Why?

- We believe Mr. King was murdered.

- Oh, my God.

But we've got the air show coming up.

Bernard's organising everything.

He can't.

Oh, dear.

What happened?

- Was Mr. King a flyer?

- Yes, yes, very keen, very good.

We were both commercial
pilots before retiring.

Now, that's my mother.

She can still fly the pants off all of us.

- Anyone with a grudge against Mr. King?

- Well, he did have lots of run-ins

with the local residents round here.

They don't like the noise.

For goodness' sakes, we
were here long before them.

My father actually was C.O.
here in the Battle of Britain.

Not like we just arrived.

- No flights in or out until we say so.

- But they need to practise
for the show, Inspector.

- And I've got lessons.

- Gav!

Bernard's been murdered.

- Sorry.

- You carry on here.

Membership list, plane owners,
who was on the premises.

Murder weapon.

If he was whacked over the head

before taking off, it could be here.

And this spotter fellow, have a word.

I'm going to see the victim's wife.

- [Nelson] Can I have a word please, sir?

- I was just going.

- If you could wait a second.

- (scoffs) What's it about?

- Were you plane-spotting here yesterday?

- So what if I was?

- Can I have an answer
rather than another question?

- What do you want to know?

- Did you see anything out
of the ordinary last night?

- No, I wasn't here at night.

- [Nelson] Where were you?

- At work.

I'm a security guard.

Are we done?

If I might ask?

- Name and address, please, sir,

and the name of your employer.

(gentle music)

- Hello, could I see
Stephanie King, please?

- Stephanie's busy at the
moment, waxing Mrs. Philips.

She may be awhile.

Can you wait?

- Could you ring through?

- Mm, what's this about, then?

- Bernard's usually
here on the dot at 1:00.

Used to drop me to work and pick me up

every day until I started running.

- Is there someone I can call?

- No.

No, I've got Sally out there.

I'm sorry.

Please, I want to help.

Ask me questions.

- Do you fly, Mrs. King?

- No.

I've never even been up with Bernie.

Three feet off the ground and I feel sick.

- I'm afraid I have to ask
where you were last night.

- I was at home, alone.

- Weren't you worried when
your husband didn't come home?

- Well, I'm training for
the Causton Marathon.

I run to and from work.

I get very tired, and last
night, I was out like a light.

I assumed that Bernie had come
and gone without waking me.

He does that sometimes.

- Your husband, did he have any enemies?

- Bernard?

No.

- Disputes, conflicts
with anyone recently?

- Well, Bernard and
Perry are always arguing.

He came over a few nights ago,
and things got a bit heated.

- What did he want?

- Bernard doesn't bother
me with the business.

- [Jessie] No one flies
out of here after seven.

Break the curfew and they'd shut us down.

- I suppose with all this going on,

Gail's lesson is cancelled?

I've got her on the phone.

- Tell her I'll call her back.

- And where are the aircraft keys kept?

- In the reception and on the board,

although some people just
leave their keys in the planes.

- Right.

Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

Okay, everyone, we know
what we're looking for.

(gentle music)

- No, it was nothing, Inspector.

Bernard and I have always had

heated debates about the airfield.

Flying is dangerous.

You can't cover all eventualities.

This is my wife.

- [John] Mrs. Darnley.

- Miranda, the younger Mrs. Darnley.

This is Molly, the much
older Mrs. Darnley.

- It's an honour, Mrs. Darnley.

- Inspector, this is a terrible thing.

- [John] You actually flew
Spitfires during the war?

- Not in combat, Inspector.

I was in the ATA, the
Air Transport Auxiliary.

Most of the male pilots were
in fighter or bomber command,

but the ATA had to deliver the planes

from the factories to the airfield

so we women flyers were in much demand.

We had no radios, no guns,
just a passion for flying

and a determination to do our bit.

- Don't bore him to death, dear.

- [Molly] She's absolutely right.

I do bang on.

- And you could fly a Lancaster?

- Oh, we could fly anything.

I delivered that one here to Finchmere.

The station commander
couldn't believe I'd flown it

all by myself, and then
he pinched my spark plugs

so I couldn't leave for a couple of days.

- And of course, dear
reader, she married him.

- I did, indeed.

Henry Darnley, DFC.

- Distinguished Flying Cross.

- Do you fly, Mrs. Darnley?

- You don't become a Darnley
without being able to fly.

- And you, sir, obviously.

- Alex has been in
Afghanistan, three tours.

- Harriers and Tornadoes.

- [John] And at Finchmere?

- Bit of stunt and flying display stuff.

- Were you there yesterday?

- No, I was on my base at Midsomer Norton.

- My grandson is a true
British hero, Inspector.

We're all very proud of him.

- Whose plane is this?

- Bernard King's.

- Let's get samples to Dr. Wilding.

- Sir?

- Bag it.

- [Officer] Sir.

- Whose toolbox is it?

- It's my great-uncle's, Duggie Wingate.

- The toolbox is yours, Mr. Wingate?

- No, it's just got my name on it for fun.

- Anyone could have put
something in it, right?

- Yeah, usually, they take stuff out.

- Okay, and yesterday evening?

- I was at home, on my
own, washing my hair.

- You're the engineer here, aren't you?

- [Duggie] Was, was the engineer.

You see all that?

It's the whole of my life,
all packed up in little boxes.

70 years service, no pension, no nothing.

Thank you, Bernard.

Goodbye, Duggie.

- Bernard was restructuring.

(Duggie scoffs)

- Can you still fly, Duggie?

- Can I fly?

Can I fly?

Son, I could fly a jumbo jet
sideways through those doors.

- Okay, thank you.

- You haven't ask me who the murderer is.

- [Gavin] Duggie.

- You want a murderer,
you go up to Darnley Hall.

Molly Darnley, OBE, she's
the murderer round here.

Get off!

(sombre music)

- [John] How old's this fellow, 87?

- [Nelson] I know it's a bit farfetched,

but I thought as you are there.

- [John] Okay.

- Everything all right?

- Fine.

- For your wife.

- Thank you very much.

So, Molly, how did you
feel about Bernard King?

- Oh, he said I was far
too old to still be flying.

I know I'm a bit unsteady on the ground,

but in the air, I'm in command,

and if you can pass the
medical, you can keep flying.

And I passed it.

- Do you know a Duggie Wingate?

- Not very subtle, Inspector.

What's he been saying now?

- He called you a murderer.

- His sister Ellie and I
served together during the war.

Ellie died in an air crash,
as did many of the ATA pilots,

and for some reason, Duggie
thinks her death was my fault.

- The blood is a straight match

with the deceased, as
are the hair samples.

No prints.

The perpetrator was wearing gloves.

- So why didn't the killer
wipe the thing clean?

- Why not hide it properly?

Why plant it so blatantly?

- Charlie, you haven't forgotten
my parents coming to stay?

- Ah, the famous surgeon, yeah.

- He's retired.

Coming for his annual air show fix.

- I'm looking forward to meeting them.

- My dad's a bit, you know.

- It's only a couple
of days, it'll be fine.

- [John] Right, what have we got?

Airfield first.

Bernard King, hit with a wrench,

dropped into the lake from his own plane.

- The killer has a sense of irony.

- Thank you, Nelson.

- Killer must be able to fly.

- Okay, motives, in no particular order.

Duggie.

Bernard fired Duggie.

So Duggie not a happy man.

- Perry Darnley?

- He and Bernard always squabbling

over the running of the airfield.

Gavin?

- Nothing known but I'll run some checks.

- Stephanie, wife of.

We have life insurance on Bernard,

Stephanie being the sole beneficiary.

- Motive amounts?

- Not really.

And it was taken out some time ago.

We need to go to the house today.

Love's young dream.

Jessie, Alex.

Both good flyers.

- Gavin also fancies Jessie.

Possible love triangle.

- Oh, good.

And Jessie herself?

- Well, she didn't like Bernard.

He stopped her free flying lessons.

- And her father is Eddie Rayner?

- The plane spotter.

Sullen and shifty.

- [Miranda] To Bernard.

- Bernard.

- He really looked after you.

- Yes.

It's going to be difficult to adjust.

- Whereas my dear Perry couldn't

look after an olive at a cocktail party.

- No.

- You don't have to agree.

Give me something to hang on to.

- Perry is a family man.

- Oh, hurrah.

- And you have your flying in common.

- Double hurrah.

I didn't realise I was quite so lucky.

Oh, come on, let's have a proper drink.

- No.

No, I shouldn't.

- It'll do you good.

- Oh, I'm sure one won't hurt.

- Good girl.

You know Perry and Bernard
were restructuring the company.

- No, I didn't.

- I mean, I know you're still a bit raw.

Probably the last thing
you want to think about,

but Perry sort of needs you

to step into his shoes, as it were.

- Lock down's over.

- No disrespect to Bernard,
but do you think it's too soon

to start my flying lessons again?

- I'm way ahead of you.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Hi.
- Hi.

We're flying again.

- Well, you better get up there.

Practise.

- I have other plans, thanks.

- A date?

Finally.

- Business, actually.

- Man with a plan.

- Alex!

Gav, that's great.

- Yeah, and if they come off,

you can have all the free
flying lessons you want.

- [Jessie] Thank you.

(tense music)

- Think about it, but call
me as soon as possible.

- Sure.

- Oh, Inspector Barnaby,
are you tailing me?

- Should I be?

- Bye, Steph.

- Mrs. King, Detective Sergeant Nelson.

- Do you mind taking your shoes off?

- Do you know the password, Mrs. King?

- No, I hardly ever came in here.

- We'll have to take this in, I'm afraid.

- Fine.

- "Finchmere: An Airfield at War."

- Bernard's latest obsession.

- Which would be pretty much

a history of the Darnley family.

- Yes, but Molly wasn't keen.

Said Bernard was prying.

- So, did your husband and Perry

work with each other before they retired?

- No.

No, Bernard was skipper on
long-haul passenger planes.

747, Airbus.

Perry was mainly freight.

- The flying club was being taken

to court in a civil action.

- I wouldn't know.

- The litigants, the Finchmere
Residents Action Group,

headed up by a Mr. Edward Rayner.

So, Mr. Rayner, you didn't
think it was worth telling me

that you were the protest leader?

- You didn't ask.

- What's your gripe?

- This area isn't just a playpen

for rich kiddies with expensive toys.

Working people live here,
and we don't like the noise.

- So, what are you doing plane spotting?

- Checking to see how many times

they break the noise-limit regs.

We want the place closed down.

- But your daughter works there.

Do you want Jessie to be out of a job?

- Do her good, make a
bit of sense of her life.

Get away from those Darnley people.

- She being engaged to Alex Darnley.

- Never gonna happen.

(doorbell rings)

- Right, here we go.

Mum, Dad.

- Katie!

- Come on through.

- Hello, darling, how lovely to see you.

- Oh, thank you.

Mum, Dad, this is my lodger Charlie.

- Giles and Laura.

- Hello, pleased to meet you.

- Oh, lovely to meet you at last.

Oh, and look at the place.

It looks so clean.

- That must be you.

Katie's room always
looked like a bomb site.

(all laughing)

I'll take the bags up.

- Oh, no, please. I'll do that.

- He's driving me insane.

I wish he'd never retired.

I'm so glad to be here with you.

Spread the load a bit.

- Dad?

And so we were thinking
about mid-September

when Alex has got some leave due.

And I'd really like you
to do all the, you know,

traditional giving me away stuff.

(sighs) I'd just really
like you to be there, Dad.

- [Eddie] Have you totally
forgotten your mother?

- Dad, I have to move on.

I have to make a life for myself.

I can't live in the past.

- I want you to call it
off, Jess, for your mum.

- Dad, this wedding is gonna
happen with or without you.

- Well, yes, I'm managing.

It's tough, but you know,
Sykes and I, we're guys.

We can hack it.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay, darling, love to the bump.

Night.

Right, this could be our
last-ever box-set night.

We'll eat after three episodes.

Don't bark at the dogs.

(doorbell rings)

(John sighs)

Nelson, what's the matter?

- [Nelson] Nothing, sir.

I just thought, as you were on your own,

you might want to go over the case.

I had a couple of thoughts.

- [John] And how are
things with the parents?

- [Nelson] Oh, great, great.

(dog whines)

- [Perry] So, Stephanie?

- She's thinking about it.

- Not for too long I hope.

Keep the pressure on.

- I have done absolutely
everything so far.

- Well, it was your idea.

- Well, what are you gonna
do to move things along?

Do nothing.

Be your usual ineffectual self.

- I've lost my appetite.

- This better work, Perry.

If we fail, we lose
this place, everything.

Mummy won't be happy.

- [Nelson] So, Bernard is
here in the control room.

And then he's here in the plane.

But we've found no traces of blood

or a struggle in the control room.

Only blood in the plane.

- So, how does he get from A to B?

- He walks, I guess.

- But why?

- He sees something, someone.

- Okay, so he goes over to the plane.

And going by the blood splatter,

he was clobbered as he was climbing in.

- Yeah, but why was he
getting into his plane

at that time of night?

And why did he take his keys with him?

- Jessie says that some of the flyers

leave their keys in their planes.

- But Bernard would never do that.

He's too by the book.

- So his keys would
have been in the hangar.

- The killer must have
known which keys were his,

which locks us back
into the airfield crowd.

We'll run all this tomorrow.

(ominous music)

(engine revs)

- [Eddie] Yes!

- So, if the body was slumped
across the passenger seat.

Nelson, body.

(Nelson grunts)

Come on.

Okay, now, anybody could do that.

Okay, so, Bernard is slumped in the seat.

Anything to stop you taking off?

- No.

Easy.

- Okay, so, fly, fly,
fly, out over the lake.

Then how do you off-load
the unconscious man?

- I guess lock in a slight circular bank.

Lean over the body, open the door.

Then just push the body out.

Sorry.

- [John] So, Gavin, has
business been bad for a while?

- Up and down.

- I ran a check on you.

Two court orders for
non-payment of debts last year.

- Bernard was holding back my wages.

- Why?

- Finchmere's being struggling for years.

I was just the bloke at
the end of the food chain.

Is that all?

- For now.

All right, get stuck
into everyone's finances.

And chase up our tech people.

Bernard's computer is their top priority.

- So, you came, eh?

- Of course.

My future father-in-law
wants a chat, here I am.

So let me guess, you want to
come to the wedding after all?

- I want you to cancel the wedding.

- Eddie, I love Jessie.

Why would I do that?

- Because I know what
you've done, don't I?

You think about it.

(ominous music)

(person knocks on door)

- [Giles] Katie.

- Dad, what are you doing here?

- Oh, you know, mum's gone shopping.

Bit of a loose end.

Got time for a coffee?

- I'm working.

- You need an assistant.

I never did my own paperwork.

- Well, you were the maestro.

- Still could be.

Look at that hand, steady as a rock.

Still enjoying it, then?

- Why wouldn't I be?

- Oh, you know, no reason.

Maybe a bit gloomy.

On your own, dead people.

A bit "Twilight Zone."

- What are you saying?

- Nothing, just observing.

- You still don't think I
should be a pathologist, do you?

- No, no, very important job.

Surgeons really need you guys.

- Yes, you do.

Let's go for that coffee.

- Ah, he's just flying a kite.

- Yeah, maybe we should drop
him from a great height.

- Careful.

- What are you two gossiping about?

- Your lovely dad.

- Yeah, he's still not
keen on our marriage plans.

- You saw him?

- Yeah, I went round.

I wanted to try one last
time to win him over.

- If that man thinks
he's gonna ruin my life,

he's got another thing coming.

- Computer?

- They're still trying to crack it.

Bernard was very security minded.

- Finances?

- Bernard and Stephanie
King were comfortably off

until Bernard bought half
the airfield off Perry

and then the place started to
get slammed by the recession.

- The Darnleys?

- Oh, huge debts, but they promise

to pay back everything in a few weeks.

- [John] How are they doing that?

- [Nelson] Selling the airfield.

- A failing airfield, not worth much.

- I checked with planning.

They'd applied for change
of use to light industrial.

- Lateral thinking, very good.

- It'll be worth serious
money when that goes through.

- So, presumably widow
Stephanie will now own

Bernard's share of the airfield.

Go have a chat with
Sally, her receptionist.

She's very chirpy.

See if you can get a handle on Stephanie

and her marriage to Bernard.

- There she goes.

Run, run, run, hours and hours.

- Keeps her fit.

- Mm, she comes back glowing.

- Do you think maybe she's off to--

- [Sally] No, they had a lovely marriage.

- Shall we?

Money problems?

- Salon's a bit of a hobby,
but they seem to do all right.

- And are you a member of Finchmere?

- Are you kidding?

They're all a bunch of
bores except for Jessie.

- [Nelson] Do you know Jessie?

- Yeah, she's a mate from school.

It's a shame she's with the wrong guy.

- What's wrong with Alex?

- His mother, old saber-toothed Miranda.

She thinks Jesse's far
too common for a Darnley.

Really, Gavin's much more her speed.

- So why didn't she see that?

- She's damaged.

Had a hard time with her
dad being a head case

and her mum dying.

- Her mum?

- Joan Rayner.

She used to clean for the Darnleys.

But then Perry gets the
push from his airline.

- He said he retired.

- He was fired.

- So Perry gets fired.

Then as things go south at Darnley Hall,

Joan Rayner, Eddie's
wife, has an aneurysm.

Dead before she hits the floor.

Eddie blames the Darnleys
for stressing her out.

- Medically unlikely.

- Very.

I think in the Darnleys, he found a target

for his own failings and
got obsessed about it.

- We got into Bernard's computer.

Lots of detail on the residents group.

The court chucked out their
protests two years ago.

Lack of proper evidence.

Then, more recently, there
were some very threatening

but anonymous emails.

- Eddie?

He fails the legal route
and graduates to threats?

- Tech are still trying
to trace the origin

through the IP address, but meanwhile--

- Bring him in?

(ominous music)

(phone rings)

- Hello.

Yes.

All right, I'm on my way.

(dramatic music)

(aeroplane engine rumbles)

Come on, bloody connect.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh!

(propeller whirring)

(Eddie groans)

(sombre music)

(John sniffs)

- The farmer called it in an hour ago.

He's got complex compound
skull vertex fracture,

multiple intracranial haemorrhages,

blowout fractures of
three cervical vertebrae.

Instantly fatal.

- No kidding, half his head's caved in.

What was it?

- It's hard to tell right now.

Some dark substance here.

- Compound rubber, I expect.

Aviation fuel, wind-flattened crops.

I think he was chased by a small plane.

- Good flyer then.

- Brilliant, that is precision work.

- Plane should be easy to find.

Impact like this is gonna
leave hair and blood traces

on the wheel and maybe even
damage to the plane itself.

(Perry tapping on microphone)

- Testing.

(feedback whines)

Hello, hello, this is
your captain speaking.

The emergency exits are located
at the rear of the airfield,

at the middle of the airfield,
and in Finchmere. (chuckles)

- Perhaps we should cancel the air show.

- Bit of luck it'll bring

the perpetrator out of the woodwork.

- [Perry] Please remember
to collect your passes

from reception for tomorrow's air show.

- Yeah, I was over that way.

Practising stunts for the show.

- Can anyone vouch for you?

- No, I was on my own.

- Did you see anybody
else flying in that area?

- Big sky.

- Jessie, were you flying this morning?

- You think I did it?

- We need to find out where everybody was,

so that we can eliminate
them from our inquiries.

- Yeah, sorry.

I was just chasing up
a supplier in Causton.

- Did anybody have a particular
grudge against your father?

- No, not really.

It was usually him against
the world rather than.

- Nelson, would you take
Jessie back to her dad's house?

Get her a cup of tea.

I'm sorry to do this, but we need

to search your father's home.

- [Perry] Yes, I was
in the air about then.

- [John] Where were you going?

- Well, nowhere, just flying.

- Mrs. Darnley?

- I was searching for bunting.

On the high street, not in the air.

- And your son?

- I expect he was defending
his country on his base.

- And I gather you're
selling the airfield?

- [Perry] I--

- What was that?

- I understood--

- No!

No, I don't know where you got that from.

- Yes.

- From your bank manager.

- Perry, is this true?

- Not now, Molly.

- Be quiet!

Perry?

- Times are tough, Mum.

- You're selling our airfield?

- My airfield.

Mine and Bernard's.

- It's Henry's airfield.

It's where he commanded the
pilots who saved this country.

It's where he met me.

It's where we were married.

- Yes, where I was laughed at

and humiliated by my sainted father.

Where I was always being told,

"Oh, you'll never be as
good as your father."

I heard nothing but "your
father this, your father that."

Yes, Mum, I am selling
the bloody airfield.

- (sighs) I'm sorry you
had to witness this.

- Thank you, Inspector, most helpful.

- Was it Bernard's idea to sell?

- No, actually, it was my idea.

I realised that with a change of use,

the place was worth an absolute packet.

All perfectly legal.

- Then why all the secrecy?

- Oh, they already hate us around here.

They're gonna hate us even more

when the place is covered in factories.

So we've decided to keep it quiet

until we get the rubber stamp.

- And didn't Bernard object?

- No, he was fine.

- Really?

It doesn't sound like him.

- Well, he objected at first,
but I changed his mind.

- How?

- I am a woman.

He was a man.

No moral judgments, please.

Not your job, Mr. Policeman.

- And does your son
know that you're selling

what he might have expected to inherit?

- He'll understand in time.

- [Jessie] (sighs) We
weren't even that close.

- He was your dad.

- I know.

Last time I saw him,
we had a terrible row.

- [Nelson] What was that about?

- Oh, about me and Alex getting engaged.

Dad hated anything to
do with the Darnleys.

- And Gavin?

- Oh, I don't even know.

This love stuff is so
complicated, isn't it?

What would you do?

- [Nelson] Me?

- My mum always said if you're lost,

you should ask a policeman.

- (chuckles) I think she probably meant--

- I know, I know.

What would you do?

(car engine rumbles)

- Follow your heart.

(Jessie sighs)

(car door bangs)

- You can let yourself out
when you're done snooping.

(melancholy music)

- Nothing.

Not a trace on any of them.

- See what you can get off the body.

- Duggie, you okay?

- Ellie's letters.

You know, Molly was in
charge of the ATA pilots here

and it was Molly that sent my sister up.

Deliberately.

- Why would she do that?

- Love.

It's all here.

They were both in love with Henry Darnley,

and Molly made sure she won him.

- Maybe we should put these away, eh?

- She never posted half of them, you know.

She just, just wrote her little heart out

and then stored them.

- Well, that's all history now.

- No, it isn't.

You're going exactly
the same way as Ellie.

You're just sitting there
while Darnley steals your girl.

- Alex is my mate.

- Yeah, well, he won't be there for you.

He's not your wing man.

(dramatic music)

- Flight movements at Finchmere
for the last two years?

- Plus a lot of calibrated noise levels.

They were building up quite a case.

Okay, cross reference all
these with the airfield's logs,

then concentrate on the ones

that seem to be breaking the curfew.

- What am I looking for?

- Anomalies, patterns,
anything out of the ordinary.

I'm going back to the
Kings' place to find out

what Stephanie knows about
these threatening emails.

- [Alex] Just delay, for a bit.

- [Perry] Why?

- Because I've got plans.

I want to get a bit of
capital, modernise it.

- And where are you gonna
get this bit of capital?

- I'm working on it.

- No, it's all too late.

- Dad, I'm sorry you and
Granddad didn't see eye to eye,

but we don't have to be the same.

- Really?

- We're good.

- No, you don't think that.

- You've tried your best.

It's up to them now.

- I'm sorry.

Here I am talking about an airfield

when you've just lost your father.

Finchmere is our future,
and I will take care of you.

I promise.

(melancholy music)

(doorbell rings)

- Ah, Mrs. King.

- Don't worry about that.

It's fine.

- [John] How's the
marathon training going?

- I've given up.

Heart's not in it anymore.

- That's a pity.

- Well, I think I was only
doing it to make Bernie proud,

but now he's gone.

- Your husband had been receiving

some pretty nasty hate mail recently.

- Who from?

- I was hoping you might know that.

- No.

What about?

- Selling the airfield.

Are you happy about selling it?

- Finchmere was Bernie's life.

I think it would be a betrayal.

- Lot of money, though.

- I'll manage.

- Have you told the Darnleys?

- [Giles] Bringing your work
home again, eh, Charlie?

- In this case, yeah.

- I always used to say,

"when you leave the
hospital, you leave the job."

Have a drink.

- Actually, I've got to go out.

- [Giles] Really?

This time of night?

- I've got to see the boss.

- Kate, he'll, he'll
need your input as well.

- Oh.

Sorry, work.

Sorry.

- What was all that about?

- Dinner.

(doorbell rings)

Door's open.

(door creaks)

(door bangs)

Do join us.

Come here.

Good boy.

So, to what do Sykes and I owe

this gross breach of our us time?

- I discovered a new thing about flyers.

The Icarus complex.

It refers to people who suffer

from an internalisation
of father-son rivalry.

- Perry Darnley to a T, good one, Kate.

Working late, working hard.

Parental avoidance syndrome?

- Oh, is it that obvious?

- (laughs) I can spot it a mile off.

- [Nelson] How was Stephanie and her OCD?

- Well, I'm not sure it's
actually her problem, really.

I think it might have been Bernard's,

and she just sort of
became a clone of him,

but now she's carefully picking

her way back to her former self.

She's given up the running,

and she's asserting
herself with the Darnleys

by refusing to sell the airfield.

- Part of the grieving process.

- Yes.

- There's something I need to show you.

I've found a pattern in Eddie's log book.

Regular flights in and
out of Finchmere at night.

See?

Twice a month.

- N.L.?

What does that mean?

- I reckon it's "no lights."

- Smuggling?

- It looks like it.

- Hmm.

Into Finchmere, drugs,
tobacco, for a whole year.

We'd have heard something.

- [Nelson] Well, there's
another no lights flight

which was outside of the pattern.

- When was that?

- The night that Bernard was killed.

- Bernard got wind of the smuggling

and was murdered to keep him quiet.

The same with Eddie?

These regular N.L. flights,
when's the next one due?

- Tomorrow night.

- Ah.

(suspenseful music)

- Duggie.

(Duggie gasps)

- Ah, you nearly gave me a heart attack.

- What do you want?

- I want you to tell the truth.

- What truth?

- Ellie and Henry.

- There was no Ellie and Henry.

- I've read her letters.

- Girls have crushes.

Move on, Duggie, please.

- It's your last chance.

When you make your speech at the show,

I want you to tell
everybody the true story.

If you don't, I will.

Then we'll see who's the hero, won't we?

It'll finish the Darnleys.

- If you make one move
against me or my family,

I will retaliate in kind.

- Are you threatening me?

- No, I'm promising you.

(ominous music)

- Tyres are made 50% rubber,
45% fabric, and 5% steel.

There are different types of
rubber and nylon compounds.

- Kate.
- Yes?

- The point?

- The rubber residue
on Eddie Rayner's head

did not come from any of
the planes at Finchmere.

- So, the plane that killed
Rayner came from somewhere else?

- Looks like it.

- And what sort of plane?

- This particular type of rubber compound

is usually found in the softer
tyres of training planes.

- Which have a flight range of?

- Of around 250 miles.

- 250 miles easily takes
us onto the continent.

Line up the coast guard for tonight.

- Yes, sir.

- And locally, let's work
outwards airfield by airfield.

- Message from the tech guys.

That I.P. address

for the threatening
emails received by Bernard

is traced to a computer at Darnley Hall.

- Whose?

- Miranda Darnley.

- Show time.

(people screaming)

(upbeat music)

- Just in the back.

- While everyone's distracted,
have a good snoop around.

See if you can get a
line on the smuggling.

- [Nelson] What about Stephanie?

If she's trying to block the
sale, she could be in danger.

- I'll watch her.

- Now, there's good breeding stock.

That's what you need, my girl.

- He's got nothing to run anymore,

no one to boss around,
except me of course.

- Oh, Mum.

- Oh, it's so good to be here with you.

It dilutes him a bit.

- Well, maybe we could stay a bit longer.

- Oh, excuse me?

- And here it comes.

The one and only
Supermarine Mk II Spitfire!

Yes, without the legendary Spitfire

and the famous few who flew
them, the Battle of Britain

might have had a very different outcome.

- What do you think you're doing?

- [Stephanie] I won't be bullied, Miranda.

- Please for God's sake.

- [Stephanie] I don't believe you.

Bernard would never give up on a project.

We don't.

- [Perry] Machine guns and climbing skills

of dedicated airmen, the
Spitfire saved our mission.

(sombre music)

- Duggie?

Everything all right?

- My sister brought me here when I was 14.

She sat me down right here
and told me to behave.

She's still flying somewhere.

(Duggie sighs)

- Ladies and gentlemen,
a little hush, please,

for our very own local hero,
my dear mother, Molly Darnley.

(audience applauds)

- Thank you so much, everyone.

It's been a great year for me.

(audience applauds)

But, you know, this
honour isn't just for me.

- 'Cause you're a liar.

- It's for all the members of the ATA

who flew and some who died for
this great country of ours.

- Tell the truth!

- So, it is with great pride and humility

that I unveil this memorial dedicated

to all those brave pilots of
the Air Transport Auxiliary.

(audience applauds)

- Tell them!

You didn't!

She didn't tell them.

Why didn't you tell them?

- [Announcer] Fuel
consumption is very low.

- Finish the routine with
a race to 2,000 feet?

- Yeah, great.

- Keep it tight.

- [Alex] I'll be way ahead of you.

- You've got the extra power.

- And I can fly.

- Okay.

Let's switch planes.

Let's see who's really the best.

- You're on.

And a little side bet?

- How much?

- Jessie.

- Jessie?

- Yeah.

I win and you stop mooning
about her like some

love-sick teenager and
find another airfield.

- And if I win?

- You won't.

(gentle music)

- [Man] Display team,
you are clear to takeoff.

- [Alex] Roger that.

- [Gavin] Okay, you ready?

- Affirmative.

- Three, two, one.

Rolling.

- [Alex] Rolling.

- [Gavin] Smoke on?

- Okay, smoke on.

- [Announcer] And now,
ladies and gentlemen,

over to the west, you'll see our

headline stunt team taking off.

And while we wait for our own--

- You sent Bernard hate mail.

You didn't get him on side with sex.

You were threatening him.

A criminal offence.

- [Announcer] And now
I'd like to hand you over

to the commander of Finchmere
Airfield, Mr. Perry Darnley.

- Ladies and gentlemen, look to the skies.

We present our very
own Finchmere air aces,

Gavin Hopkirk and Alex Darnley!

(audience applauds)

Alex Darnley, squadron leader in the RAF.

- Okay, Alex, you ready?

- Of course I'm ready.

Here we go.

- [Gavin] Pulling.

Top.

Come on, Alex, keep it tight.

- I'm right behind you.

- [Perry] The essence
of stunts like these,

your plane and most
important of all your pilot.

- Ready for the barrel roll?

- [Alex] Affirmative.

- Pulling, roll.

Rolling, rolling.

And out.

What's the matter, can't keep up?

- Gavin, I know what I'm doing.

- [Perry] You can't pull
off stunts like that

without almost being of one mind.

Just as well, these two have

been best mates since childhood.

- For the break.

- [Alex] On your command.

- Break, break.

Go!

You're getting too close.

(audience cheers)

- [Perry] Incredible stuff!

How about a round of applause, please?

Let's hear it for the Finchmere Flyers!

- [Gavin] How are you feeling?

Are you feeling sick?

- [Alex] Don't worry about me.

- [Perry] Lining up for
the opposition pass.

Two planes flying towards each other

at over 500 miles an hour.

- [Alex] You're on the wrong line.

What the hell are you playing at?

- [Gavin] You need a visual.

- I have visual.

- [Gavin] Okay, reach for the sky.

Last chance to back out.

- You wish.

First to 2,000 feet.

Winner takes all.

- Alex and Gavin will reach for the sky.

(dramatic music)

- Come on, Alex, is that all you've got?

- I'll still beat you even in this wreck.

(bell dinging)

Oh!

(alarm blaring)

I'm out, I'm out.

- [Perry] Well, that's
a bit different today.

Goodness.

- Engine failure!

Engine failure!

- [Gavin] What's going on?

Talk to me, Alex.

- [Alex] I'm gonna sort
it, I'm gonna sort it.

- [Gavin] Switch fuel tanks.

- Negative, there's
nothing in the other tank.

I can't recover.

- [Perry] I'm sure they
know what they're doing.

Nothing to worry about.

Nothing at all.

- What's that?

- [Gavin] Bail out, Alex.

Bail out!

- [Alex] No, I can fix it.

- It's not a time for pride, Alex.

Just jump.

- I'm too close to the ground.

Mayday, Finchmere!

Mayday, I'm going in.

- [Man] Roger that.

We have you visual, standing by.

- [Perry] Don't worry, folks.

Dear God!

- [Man] You are heading for the crowds.

Brake right.

- [Alex] I'm trying, I'm trying.

- [Gavin] Finchmere,
I'm coming in to land.

- [Man] Roger that.

- [Perry] Well, he seems to be down.

Yes, yes.

Great, great.

Yes, all part of the show, of course.

Wonderful stuff, boys.

Nothing to worry about there.

Well done.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, it looks like it.

- What happened?

- A cut fuel line.

You tried to kill me.

- What are you talking about?

That's my plane.

- You'll try anything, won't you?

- Calm down, calm down.

You really think Gavin
would try and kill you?

- You're on your own from now on.

(dramatic music)

- They'd switched planes.

Put yourself about.

Let everyone see that we're
watching them very closely.

Someone just tried to kill
Gavin, and I want to know who.

- Yes, sir.

- Has your mother gone home?

- No, I doubt it.

When it all gets to her, she
goes and talks to my father.

(gentle music)

- A brave man.

- [Molly] An Englishman,
quiet and honourable.

Honour is very important
in a family, Mr. Barnaby.

Even today.

- [John] Oh, allow me.

- [Molly] Oh, thank you.

- You still know your aircraft, Molly?

- Of course.

- Well enough to know
how to cut a fuel line?

- And why would I do that?

- Duggie said that you
threatened him and his family.

It was Gavin's plane
that was tampered with.

Gavin is Duggie's great-nephew.

Family.

- Mr. Barnaby, you don't seriously think

I go around trying to kill people, do you?

- No, Molly, not really.

Just a copper's compulsion
to check every angle.

I hate any unsolved mysteries.

- You are a terrier.

- (chuckles) Can I ask why Duggie

was so upset at the air show?

- Bring the can.

Thank you.

Finchmere 1942, very dark days.

I was delivering that Lancaster

you saw in the photo at the hall.

We women of the ATA were
under constant pressure

to keep the frontline
RAF supplied with planes.

It was dangerous work, but
I had the time of my life.

We where a very tight unit.

We had to be.

They called us the Glamour Girls,

and male attention was
never in short supply.

Henry was the C.O. at Finchmere,

handsome, dashing, charming.

Ellie Wingate was also in the ATA,

and she had her eye on him.

(chuckles) Two women, one
man, pretty classic, really.

It was also my job to allocate

the ATA flights in the region.

I'd rostered Ellie to
return a damaged Spitfire

to the factory at Castle Bromwich.

But the weather closed in,

and all flights were
cancelled for a few hours.

Ellie ignored my command
and took off into the storm.

Ellie didn't make it.

And from that day, Duggie has
believed that I ordered Ellie

up so that she would be killed

and I would have Henry to myself.

- Why did she do it?

- The previous day, Henry
had asked me to marry him.

I had accepted, and I
told Ellie of our plans.

- So, she deliberately--

- We assumed so.

- And you could never
tell Duggie the truth.

- Better that he should think ill of me

than lose the cherished
image of his beloved sister.

(sighs) All so long ago, Mr. Barnaby.

So long ago.

- Not for some it seems.

Don't you think Duggie
deserves to know the truth?

- Have you been to the rose
festival at Ashley House?

- [Kate] No.

- I thought we might all
go there on Wednesday.

- Wednesday?

But I'm working, Dad.

- Well, they won't miss you for one day.

- Oh, Giles, stop.

- What?

- You're being impossible.

- Mum, it's okay.

- No, it isn't.

- What is all this?

- Well, ever since you
retired, you've been

a bit difficult.

- Really?

- Yes, darling, I'm afraid so.

- Could someone have cut the fuel line

after Gavin and Alex
agreed to swap planes?

- No, there was no time or opportunity.

The planes were surrounded
by fans, fully visible.

- So it was definitely an
attempt on Gavin's life.

- Yeah, I think so.

- Okay, connecting the
dots, why would someone want

to murder Bernard, Eddie, and now Gavin?

- They all knew about the smuggling.

- It's a big leap, smuggling
to possible triple murder.

- Coast guard, come in.
- It fits.

- No, no, there's something missing.

- [Nelson] Anything to report?

- [Man] All clear.

- [John] Nothing then.

- [Nelson] No, the coast is quiet.

- (sighs) What do we do now?

- Cancel?

(dramatic music)

Over there.

- They're smuggling stuff out, not in!

Go, go, go!

(sirens wailing)

(people shouting indistinctly)

- [Officer] Get on the ground!

Stop, police!

Hey!

- Hey!

(dramatic music)

Get him back.

(Nelson sighs)

(both gasp)

- Jessie doesn't know anything.

She was just doing me a favour.

- How many favours?

- This was a one-off.

- FADEC, Full Authority
Digital Engine Control.

This is the computer that controls

a jet engine's entire performance.

This thing must be worth a fortune.

- Yes.

- And you were selling this

to a French soldier
you met in Afghanistan?

This is a very serious offence.

Why, Alex?

- To save our airfield.

Have a future.

- Okay, so, if Jessie is not your usual

smuggling partner, who is?

Alex, this is a murder investigation.

You need to tell me the truth.

- It was Gavin.

- Hold on, you don't actually think

that Gavin is capable of murder, do you?

No, no, wait, please.

Look, on the day that my dad was killed,

Gavin was at Causton
Airfield on the ground.

- He didn't say that in his statement.

He said he was practising
for the flying show.

- I know, I know.

He told me in confidence.

Gavin wants to take control of his life.

He was trying to set up his
own flying school at Causton.

Gavin is not a murderer.

- Sir?

- Nelson, call the RAF.

They can deal with Alex.

- I think my best tactic
is not to get mad with Dad.

It's not his fault, he's just a bit lost.

He's driving Mum up the wall.

- When a successful man retires,

he feels emasculated and pointless.

- [Kate] So I just need to try

and not make things any worse.

- Sir.

- This is about control.

From the start, someone
has been trying to anchor

this investigation to Finchmere alone.

Bernard's plane, the
easily spotted wrench.

Get onto Causton Airfield straightaway.

I want to know everyone
who flew out of Causton

on the day that Eddie Rayner was murdered.

This has nothing to do with smuggling.

- [Nelson] Sir.

- This is such a mess.

- It wasn't you.

It was me and Alex.

- Alex's career is over.

You're never gonna get
another flying gig again,

and for what?

- I did it for you, Jessie.

It's always been for you.

- I thought I was gonna
loose Alex yesterday.

You're my best friend, Gavin.

It's just not enough.

(phone rings)

(dramatic music)

- What have we got?

- You're right.

Last Thursday morning,
when Eddie was killed,

in fact, every Tuesday and
Thursday for the last 14 months.

There.

- Gavin's phone number.

Now.

(phone ringing)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

(sirens wailing)

- Round the back.

Stay back, stay back.

- Flare pistol.

And from this distance, it
will make a very big hole.

- Is he dead?

- Move the car.

- I don't think so.

- I will shoot.

- I'll risk that.

- Back off!

- [John] This isn't really you, Stephanie.

- [Stephanie] Oh, you don't know me!

- Actually, I think I do.

Bernard controlled every single aspect

of your life, didn't he?

- I am not a victim!

- When you went to work,
when you had lunch,

when you came home, everything
to be done the Bernard way.

- Because the Stephanie
way was not a good way.

- So she had to be
controlled and watched over

every minute of the day.

- Yes.

- Is that why you took up running?

- It was a chance to breathe.

- [John] And to slip off
for your flying lessons.

- It's freedom up there.

- [John] And Eddie Rayner?

He saw you flying Bernard's
body out that night?

- He tried to blackmail me.

Just another man trying to control me.

- [John] Picking him off like
that, that was great flying.

- [Stephanie] Brilliant flying, thank you.

- [John] And then Gavin
turns up at Causton Airfield.

Better shut him down before
he puts it all together.

- His fault.

- Oh, come on.

Gavin's not a Bernard or an Eddie.

He doesn't want to control anyone.

He's a young man, his life ahead of him.

You don't want to hurt him.

- Back off!

- He's alive, but he
needs medical attention.

- It's okay, just take it easy.

He's just checking Gavin.

Look at me.

Look at me.

This is over, Stephanie.

- I couldn't even go to lunch with friends

without Bernard's permission.

I just wanted my life back.

- [John] I know, I know.

- [Stephanie] No!

(Stephanie crying)

- I'm sorry.

- D.S. Nelson, I need an ambulance

at Finchmere Airfield now.

- [Officer] Come on, miss.

(sombre music)

- Sorry if I've been a bit much, Katie.

- Oh, don't worry, Dad.

I understand what you're going through.

- Well, pretty textbook.

Power player one day, nobody the next.

- You're a somebody and always
will be, and we love you.

- I've been think of volunteering
for the local hospice,

get out from underneath
your mother's feet.

- I think that's a lovely idea, Dad.

Maybe I'll come up and visit next month.

- Oh, darling, that would be wonderful.

- What about the weekend of the 5th?

You'll see the Red Arrows.

- Great, I'll bring Charlie.

- It's a date.

Bye, guys.

- Bye.

Serves you right for been so nice to them.

- Why can't it be dealt with here?

- The courts martial take precedence.

- It's all right, Mum.

I'll be fine.

- Yes, you're a hero.

They owe you.

- I've let you down.

- Yes, well, it happens.

- I'm sorry.

- We're not selling the airfield now.

- We're going to give it to Alex.

One day.

And in the meantime, I daresay
it'll be in safe hands.

(gentle music)

- [Molly] Mr. Barnaby.

- Shall we?

We'll wait here.

- Thank you, Inspector.

I should have told you before.

I'm sorry.

There will always be a place
for you at Finchmere, Duggie.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, Inspector.

- What for?

- You know very well.

(aeroplane engine rumbling)

(gentle music)