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( ♪ Suave easy listening)

(Ken ) Get him in the frame, Dan, and keep him there. Right, action, Martha.

You move forwards, to this man who can fly.

He's Zeus swooping down from Mount Olympus and you wanna be ravishing for him.

Forget it, he's lost too much height.

- All right, cut it! Can that music! - (Music stops )

Antonio, you're down too low!

I can't get an angle of you and the girl.

Remember what we rehearsed.

Sorry, Ken, I missed some lift there. I go up again then you give me the word.

All right, Birdman.

OK you lot, take it easy for a minute. Martha?

- Martha, darling, first positions... - What's happening?

Still trying for the master shot.

I don't understand why a commercial of 30 seconds takes two days to shoot.

You and your wine company are getting your money's worth.

I sincerely hope so.

Lovely model, great director, you've got it made, son.

- Just so long as you sell the product. - Yeah. Here.

Is this julep junk really an ancient Jersey tipple?

Recently rediscovered by me and my fellow directors.

(Antonio ) Am I OK for you now, Ken?

- How is he looking, Dan? - (Dan ) Yeah.

- All right, Antonio. - OK, Ken.

That's great. Hang about up there for a minute until I shout action,

- then start the descent again. - OK.

He's good, this Portuguese boy. Where'd you find him?

The advertising agency did. He's a local hotel waiter.

- Turn over, Dan. - Running.

- Mark it. - One take fifteen.

Right, action! All right, Martha.

Off you go, darling, do your stuff. Beautiful. Nice and easy, that's right.

Move up towards... that's it. That's lovely, that's good. All right, Dan?

Turn it on now.

( ♪ Suave easy listening)

That's beautiful, lovely. Shoulders back, darling.

Oh, no. Dan?

- Plane's right in shot. - Cut!

(Music stops )

You're still running, Dan?

Thought it might make useful extra footage. I followed him over the cliffs.

- Where has he gone? - I think he's landed.

Bloody hell!

Antonio, can you hear me?

Antonio, acknowledge, please.

Gone wrong again, has it?

I don't know, we lost our radio link.

We seem to be losing time and money too, at an alarming rate.

(Mutters ) Bloody comedian. What do you expect me to do?

We'd best go and give him a shout, hadn't we?

(Ship horn )

(Woman ) Antonio! (Ken ) Antonio!

- Antonio! - Antonio!

(Continue calling)

I admit we're here to help solve the riddles, Jim, but this is, er, little unusual, isn't it?

Are you sure it was murder, Dennis? Strangled, you said?

Take a good look at the marks around his neck.

- (Jim ) Some force, huh? - Cut in, like piano wire.

Shouldn't think he was alive when he went into the sea.

I'll be able to tell you later whether it was asphyxia or drowning.

It doesn't seem to make any sense at all.

Does it ever?

He couldn't have been throttled in mid air.

Who'd wait for a hang-glider to land, purely by chance, and then kill him?

Well, there's your riddle, Jim.

Ah, Ken Roscoe.

Oh, yes, Detective Sergeant Bergerac.

Thanks for coming in. This is Dr Lejeune.

Er... Mr Roscoe's directing the film,

and he's kindly agreed to do, er, the formal identification.

You know, I made two war pictures. Corpses everywhere, but they were alive.

Hmm, yeah, It won't take long, come on.

Oh, Jesus. Yeah, that's him. That's the Birdman.

- Antonio Corillo? - Yeah.

Portuguese kid, summer worker.

Hang-gliding freak, somebody dug him up for our commercial.

Well, if you could take another look, please?

- I just want you to look at his neck there. - The mark you mean?

It was probably made by the cord of his radio mike.

Radio mike?

Yeah, we had a link-up for the filming, he wore his around his neck.

He wasn't wearing it, when he was found, Jim.

Excuse me, Jim, I, er, I feel a bit queasy.

- Here you go, have one. - Oh, I don't, but I will, thanks.

What sort of commercial are you making?

A new cocktail drink some rubbish invented in Jersey.

We was filming from the yacht of the company director.

Millionaire guy called, er, Hungerford.

- Oh, Charlie? - Yeah, you know him?

Oh, yes, yes I do.

The hang-gliding was part of the film?

That's right, off the cliffs at, erm... Lolende.

- What, Les Landes? - Yeah.

That's not near where the body was found.

- Where was he washed up? - The cove near Gorey Harbour.

Well, that's on the east coast, innit? Cor.

He must have flown right across the island.

Shouldn't take long to find you an answer.

As I was saying, there's nothing wrong with this job at all...

apart from the hours, the conditions and pay.

And there's no one to talk to.

And then there is the sea. And that comes in, it goes out.

There's never any surprises.

Every aspect of it is boring - fogs, fishes, sailors, boats.

- Bloody genius. - They're glad you're looking after 'em.

No, no, I love my job. But I wouldn't let my son follow me into it.

- Do you play chess? - Yeah, I do sometimes.

You know, that's this month's star problem. I've been at it for days.

- Would you like a suggestion? - No thanks.

I think I'd go bats, if I lose that challenge. I wouldn't be able to stay awake.

- How are you doing with my problem? - We're getting there.

The off-shore currents are right, there's no doubt about that.

- You say he was washed ashore here? - Yeah, at the cove by Gorey Harbour.

These hang-gliders gamble with their lives every time they go up.

There is no such thing as self-driving in the sky.

And old Leonardo da Vinci proved that.

Well, I wouldn't let my son become a hang-glider.

Your son's options are becoming fewer by the minute aren't they?

Well, your answer's yes.

In fact, it fits in very well, timewise.

He could've floated from Les Landes round there?

Uh-huh. You see, pulled down by the tides from below these cliffs here,

the currents do the rest, and he ends up washed ashore here.

- Can I borrow that? - Help yourself.

My son might want to be a detective when he's passed his O levels.

- Is he nearly through with school?. - Oh no, no, not yet.

Eventually though.

He's a good looking lad, isn't he?

We was going for another take on the Birdman.

Idea was, he'd float down to the yacht

land on the deck, and present the model Martha, with the product, the bottle,

in a later shot, what we cut in.

This is just a master shot, see.

Right, here he is, beginning his descent from above the cliffs.

Bloody inter-island hopper plane ruins it, flies right into shot.

Yeah, hold it.

The plane stopped you filming and that was the last you saw of the hang-glider?

Not quite. Dan, my cameraman, kept running for a bit.

And then the Birdman went out of sight, like I said.

Hang-gliders don't get much flying time in.

They need a force four to five, coming from the north.

You saw this hang-glider yesterday?

Yeah, he was too damn close and should've known better.

Why all the questions?

The hang-glider's dead, and you were probably the last person to see him alive.

- How long did you have him in your sights? - It was just a glimpse.

I was coming from the West, close to touchdown, only saw him momentarily.

- Did you see him land, behind the cliffs? - No, afraid not.

Exactly where did you last see him?

Right there, I should think.

That's all I can tell you, the passengers are on board.

- It's time I shoved off. - Yeah, thanks very much.

OK.

- (Chatter) - Sorry to keep you waiting.

- No hijackers on board, Jim? - Hello, didn't see you.

This is Signor Donatte.

Non c'è drama. Non sta arrestando nessuno.

- He's disappointed nothing dramatic happened. - Going to Guernsey for long?

I'll be back later, unless Guido's affairs take longer.

- We have to close the door now. - OK, OK. Have a good time.

How could I fail?.

(Dog barks )

(Policeman 1) I'll give you an update as soon as we have further information.

- Seems a bloody crazy place to land. - You're dead right there.

Must have been in trouble.

He didn't seem to be in trouble when we saw him on the film.

And why didn't he get in touch with the boat with his radio link?

Maybe he saw somebody he knew, dropped down to say hello,

- then, er... - They murdered him.

- That's wonderful. - Thought you'd like that.

Lejeune says pressure was applied across the throat from behind.

That seems impossible while airborne.

Do see anything down there to get caught on?

(Jim ) Rocks?

(Policeman 2) Inspector, over here.

(Jim ) Pretty recent print. Could be a hiking boot, couldn't it?

- Yeah. Found any others? - No, sir, just the one.

- Right, get a cast taken. - Yes, sir.

You found something?

Yeah.

It's an appointment card for a dentist. Look.

"Paul H Verrian, dental surgeon." You know him?

No, not offhand.

- Can't have been there long. It's almost new. - Yeah.

- No name, just time and date. - 9th of July?

(Policeman 2) Inspector?

What is it?

Radio microphone.

That was no accident.

Thank you... Sergeant.

How can we help you?

I'd like to know who this appointment was made for.

Yes, of course.

The 9th...?

I'm sorry, there must be some mistake.

Mr. Verrian wasn't here, there was no surgery that day.

Everything should be all right, but if you have any problems, just, er, give us a ring.

- Thank you.

- What is it? - Sergeant Bergerac...

Bureau des Étrangers, Jersey Police.

We're trying to trace a patient of yours.

- Oh? - For the 9th, your day off.

Extraordinary. Certainly wasn't in that day.

- It's, erm, not your writing is it, Ann? - No, it isn't.

Most peculiar.

Sorry, Sergeant, doesn't look as though I can help.

I...I have no idea who this belongs to.

- What is it, Mrs Everett? - Oh, you gave me a shock.

I'm sorry, but, er, you shouldn't be in here, should you?

No, of course not.

I never come in as you know, but I... I heard your tap dripping.

I was worried, in case it overflowed.

I didn't expect you home yet.

- Er, it seems all right now. - Yes, I turned it off.

Thank you, but er, Mrs Everett, you know I insist on having my privacy,

and I have asked you not to come in here.

- And I respect that. - I'm glad to hear it,

otherwise I should be forced to look for alternative accommodation.

Now, where would you find anyone, to look after you like I do?

- Have you had any lunch? - Er, no... Er, no I haven't.

- Then I'll get you something. - Thank you.

(TV) ..and spokesman for LocaL tomato growers, that the position couLd become serious,

if shipments to the mainland were further delayed.

The body of a hang-glider, washed up earLy this morning has been identified

'as 22-year-oLd Antonio CoriLLo, a Portuguese hoteL worker.

CoriLLo a known enthusiast for the sport,

was reported by the Jersey States police, Bureau des Etrangers,

to have gone missing yesterday, while engaged in filming work.

Although there's no confirmation as yet,

it is believed that fouL pLay has not been ruLed out

as the cause of his death.

Two more yachts have been damaged in the new marina in St HeLier...

(Phone rings )

- Mr Verrian's surgery. - Is Mr Verrian there please?

I'm sorry, Mr Verrian has left.

Erm... when do you expect him back?

Not for the rest of the day.

- Is it about an appointment? - No.

He will be in tomorrow though, won't he?

- Yes, he will. - Thank you.

(Dialling tone )

You've timed it well, it's all ready.

Well... you've got to admit, Lily, it's an attractive bottle.

Little sprig of mint sealed in, it's a nice touch.

You are going into a crowded market.

We're flying a kite and we're confident.

Besides, the island needs more industries.

Look at them. Dozens of them.

Cocktails, apéritifs, high balls, nogs, liqueurs...

Some have been there as long as the shelves! They're antiques.

Take this, with the company's compliments. You'll soon have a run on it.

And a large whisky and soda.

- Not your own poison, Charlie? - Hello, Jim.

Hi, Lil.

Martello?

- Isn't that a bit close to another drink? - Eh?

Martello?

- Orange juice, please? - Right.

- You wanted to see me? - Would you like lunch?

- No thanks, I am working. - Oh.

Well, it was a... a bit of a shock to hear about that... hang-glider fellow.

- You know they were using my boat? - Yeah, I gathered that.

We've only just started to make these telly ads, put a lot of money into it.

So far it feels like a sequel to The Raiders of the Lost Ark.

- Yeah, I met the director. - Ken?

Huge expenses, best hotel, nothing spared,

and he says he's slumming, filming a commercial.

Well, he is. Still, you can pay him with the profits from your wine company.

I know how much this island drinks.

Well, we've got to go on with it, using somebody else doing the hang-gliding.

- Are you insured? - Aye, the advertising agency insisted on it.

But not necessarily against murder.

Is it really that, Jim?

- Aw, you're all cut up, aren't you, Charlie? - Well, he was a brave lad, foolhardy.

They tried to get me on a parachute jump during the war.

I said, "What? No danger."

(Lil) Terrible business that, Jim, about poor Antonio.

- Have you spoken to Maria yet? - Maria, who's that?

- His girlfriend. - Do you know where I could find her?

She works in the Portuguese club at St Brelade.

Thanks.

Said I could have the day off, but what is the use?

- Just a few questions, is that all right? - I don't mind.

- We're a bit baffled by his death. - Are you?

- I was expecting it. - You were?

Antonio he love danger, more than he love me, I think.

Had you known him long?

We came from the same village in the Algarve

but we didn't meet until two months ago, when I came to Jersey.

- Found he was working here too. - This is like Portugal.

Oh, yes, it's where all the young Portuguese come when they have time off.

We talk about what we were going to do when we go home, in the winter.

Antonio and I, we... getting married.

You said, "He loved danger." Was that his personality?

Getting into trouble, fights? Nothing like that.

And he had no enemies, not that you know of?

Antonio? Oh, no, he was very popular. He had many friends.

Ask at the White Rock Hotel, where he worked.

Why did you say enemies, Sergeant Bergerac?

- Enjoy the flight, Miss Bellshade? - Yes, very smooth.

A compliment. You must have done the trip dozens of times.

Hundreds.

My steward tells me that you are a friend of this copper that was on board this morning.

Jim Bergerac? Yes, I know him.

He was talking about a dead hang-glider.

- Really? Nothing to do with you, I hope? - (Laughs ) No.

- Our paths crossed over the cliffs. - Was that what Jim was asking about?

He wanted to know if I remembered anything else.

- Did you? - Well, it was only a glimpse.

It was probably something and nothing.

Well, on the other hand, it just might be what your friend Bergerac's looking for.

- Hi. - Thanks for the dinner invite.

- One fresh lobster in return. There you are. - Ergh.

I'm not throwing it into boiling water if it's alive.

It's precooked, isn't it?

And a bottle of Jersey julep with sprig of mint inside.

Delicious. By the way, we've got company.

Your Italian friend, is it?

- Why, are you jealous? - Business is business, isn't it?

As a matter of fact, it's yours.

Hello again.

Hello.

I just thought you ought to know, there was a bloke on those cliffs, below the hang-glider.

- You're sure? - Yes, positive.

Looked like a climber. He had a coil of rope around his shoulders, the way climbers do.

- Is Inspector Crozier in? - No, he is in the canteen, late breakfast.

- He's waiting for this. - (Whistles ) Anybody I know?

- It's a cast. - Ben Hur, by the weight of it.

- A plaster cast. - I know.

- Don't worry, I'll see that he gets it. - Thanks.

I'm to make another appointment for next week.

(Buzzer)

- Yes? - (Verrian ) Next patient, please, Anne.

Right.

Mr. Verrian will see you now.

(Country and western ) ♪ ..and the baby needs you, but I'm bustin' ♪

Would you like to sit down?

♪ ...cuttin' this town to a quarter a pound, and I'm bustin'... ♪

Get these developed, will you? Let me have them back.

- You shouldn't have come here. - I had to, we're in a lot of trouble.

- You heard about this hang-glider? - The Portuguese boy? Yes, I've heard.

It was me, I killed him.

You were careless.

- What do you mean, careless? - Careless, because you dropped the card.

- One of my appointment cards. - Oh, Where?

- On the cliff, of all places. - Oh, it must have been in the fight.

The police have already been here.

It's all right, your name wasn't on it.

I think I satisfied them.

We must talk. What are we going to do?

Later at the farm house. Now let's have a look around, shall we?

Kendrick the pilot is certain he saw someone on the cliff top with a coil of rope.

He saw the man climbing?

He'd hardly be there stringing up a washing line.

No, but mountaineers aren't much in evidence in Jersey, are they?

Forensics just sent this over.

- (Phone rings ) - There you are, Barney.

Mountaineering boot.

OK, so we have a climber.

Mountain climber? What do you want to know?

- That one of your outdoor activities, Charlotte? - It might have been.

I used to go out with Jean-Pierre Boussu. He was the climber, I was interested in him.

He's a very fine French mountaineer.

Came to live in jersey a few years ago. Sadly, he's also a gambler.

He ought to have gone to Gamblers Anonymous, like you went to AA, Jim.

He's also obsessed with dieting.

A romance that did not last.

Couldn't stand the challenge.

- How good is he? - He's very good at climbing.

(Man ) Four to one...

No, no, no, no. Look, look.

From here.

- Jean-Pierre? - Uh-huh.

There's a Sergeant Bergerac to see you.

Oh, thanks.

- Sergeant Bergerac? - Jean-Pierre.

- What can I do for you? - Erm, Charlotte sent me.

Ma petite Charlotte, oh, how is she?

She's much the same as always.

Dommage, eh?

- You must have known her quite well?. - Yes, we had some good times.

We were quite close, but I don't think we could get very close now, you know.

You see this?

It's a monument to my past.

- Is that you? - Mm, you wouldn't believe it, would you?

- Jean Pierre? - Mm?

- I'd like you to take a look at this. - Sure.

- Recognise that? - Er, Yes. It's a... Weber and Kolis, Swiss make.

- Are these rare? - We don't have any in stock, but, er...

- You see this mark here? - Mm-hm.

- It looks as though it's been torn, doesn't it? - Well, it's quite common really in...

When it happens, it makes the print unique?

Yes.

Er, wh... where did you find it?

- Look, here it is. - Oh, yes.

And this is roughly the area where the man with the rope was seen from the plane.

- Well, only an idiot would climb these cliffs. - Why?

Apart from the fact this rock is loose and crumbling,

there is a high tide, so if you didn't climb fast

you'd be trapped by the water.

How about climbing down, ignoring the state of the rock?

Down? What's the point?

Why climb anywhere, Jean-Pierre?

Well, for a rescue, you might climb down, yes,

but for a climber, the real thrill is in going up.

Look, I wouldn't attempt to climb these cliffs,

and I was one of the best, one of the, er, big ones.

It would take an expert to climb these cliffs,

and there isn't a better climber than me, in all the Channel Isles.

If there was, I would know.

There was somebody here, with a rope.

All right. I will have a look around for Charlotte's sake,

but you tell her I helped you, OK?

Hey, Jean-Pierre? Have you seen this?

A...piton.

Is that another one, down there?

Oh, yes, er, hammered in for a foothold.

Are they new?

Je ne sais pas.

Where?

I see, on the Anglo Japanese expedition.

Yes, I think I saw it on television.

Yes, thank you that's all we want to know. Goodbye.

What's all that about?

Sergeant Bergerac came with a list of mountaineers for a check on their whereabouts.

So far I've whittled it down to three.

You started filming your commercial again, Charlie?

The whole morning, for a single shot of the girl taking two tottering paces across the deck,

and holding out her arms to the camera.

Here we are, the crew's gourmet lunch,

avocado and prawns, dressed crabs, strawberries and cream,

it's ruddy Michelin-star catering.

Crew can't keep rolling on an empty belly, Charlie.

- Hello, Bergerac. - How do?

- Got another hang-glider? - On his way from Eastbourne.

Hate to think what he's gonna cost me.

How is the investigation?

I thought you might be able to help us more.

When you were filming, did you go close in under the cliffs?

Couldn't go in close, because of this submerged rock.

- We did a couple of times. - We think there was a man on that cliff.

- Connected to the boy's death? - He'd have to be a good climber.

He'd need to be.

He could have been halfway down.

No, I looked through the viewfinder several times,

there was nothing moving up there, except a lot of cracking birds.

Crab and champagne, all right?

- Are you sure you won't have a drink? - No, thank you.

Why did he give you his camera?

He didn't exactly give it to me, he needed money,

probably for his glider, so he gave me the camera as security.

- It was a little secret between us. - How much did he borrow?

- No forget it. - That's very kind of you. Are you sure?

Of course, I'm sure.

Hello, Jim, looking for lunch?

I was on your doorstep, on Charlie's floating gin palace.

- How're you? - I was getting Antonio's camera.

He left it here by mistake, a few days ago.

- One of his hobbies, was it? - Oh, yes, his biggest besides his flying.

He loved birds. That's why he was photographing them.

- Birds, eh? - You know, they have wings and beaks,

and make a lot of noise in the morning.

He was so interested in wild birds. He spent his days off on that little island.

The bird breeding reserve off Sorrel Point.

You're such a lazy slob, Jim.

What do you want me to do on your afternoon off, work?

Anyway, you're the sailor.

Haven't you ever thought of owning your own boat?

This one will do me very nicely, thank you.

It's a big favour I'm doing you, right?

And I'm duly grateful.

Usually I sail this single-handed.

It's the most perfect way to escape, and be alone.

What a waste.

No, I mean turn my brain off for a few hours, you know, get away from it.

Like you did, with the drink.

Thanks very much.

What I'm I doing going to this godforsaken island anyway?

I told you, I want to see a man about some birds.

Come on, girl. Come on!

Have you ever seen such a magnificent creature?

The noblest bird of all, the falcon. Cruel, but noble.

When this island belonged to the Duke of Normandy,

there were more than 20 falconries.

Now there's only mine.

Go into the house, I'll be with you in a moment.

Thank you.

Now... would you like some sandwiches?

No, thanks. I have no appetite, since yesterday.

Oh, you should try and get yourself together.

I see your receptionist works here also?

She lives here.

Anne is my sister.

- You are very well taken care of, eh? - Exceptionally so.

We are very happy.

Despite the fact that she hates me as much as she loves me.

That surprise you?

- Erm... - Neither of us married.

But there was once a man in Ann's life, a scoundrel.

She blamed me, for ending the relationship,

correctly as it happens.

And now... now she haunts me and my conscience.

It's a very fine place you have here.

I suppose it's all those gold fillings for the Jersey millionaires.

Now, tell me exactly what happened.

Well, I anchored my rope, and I was about to begin my descent,

when from behind me there came this strange noise.

Whoosh... and then suddenly, in front of me on the cliff,

a hang-glider had landed.

- He saw what you were doing? - Oh, yes.

And he attacked me, He was like a crazy man.

And to keep him away from me, I was pulling his collar,

but there was a microphone on a thing around his neck, on a cord,

and I caught this and I was pulling and pulling and pulling,

and before I knew what happened he... he was dead.

Well, I... panicked.

I put him back in his harness, and pushed him over the cliff,

and then I ran away.

So...

It's murder, not an accident.

It was an accident.

As a mountaineer with years of experience,

surely you should have kept your head.

I want you to finish the job.

You can't be serious?

Oh, but I am.

But this policeman, Sergeant Bergerac, he's asked me to help him, he's involved me.

Why not? You're an expert.

I would have thought it, er, an ideal opportunity to allay any suspicions.

I'm sorry I failed you. I can't get what you want.

And I said I wanted it completed. We agreed a fee.

Keep your money, I'm not going back to those cliffs.

Would you like me to phone the police?

Tell them that you killed that young Portuguese?

You wouldn't do that?

Wouldn't I?

- (Quacking) - That's bad news, appalling.

He was a good sort, Antonio.

Keener on ornithology than most of the students I taught.

He once came out here on those cloth wings of his. Must be what, two or three miles?

- When was he killed? - Yesterday.

- He was using his hang-glider for filming. - Couldn't stop him on that thing.

I used to do bird spotting from a balloon, much safer.

- Professor Challis? - I'm not a professor, that's my nickname.

I used to a railway signalman.

Read for me natural sciences, in the quiet spells.

But I did lecture in bird life, at Exeter for a time.

- I remember you. - Do you really?

I was reading economics but I tried to get to your lectures whenever I could.

Well, that was very kind of you.

I think I should be honest with you.

We think Antonio was murdered.

Good God! Why?

He landed on the cliffs, there was a struggle,

don't know who, but we believe there was a climber up there.

- Where? - Les Landes.

- Yeah, but which side? - Ah, Le Pinnacle.

Come into my office.

- You know what that is? - Yes, a buzzard.

- No it's not, it's a falcon. - Correct. A peregrine falcon.

One of the rarest birds in the British Isles.

Persecuted almost to extinction.

When they nest in Scotland they call the army out to protect the eggs and young chicks,

searchlights, the lot.

- There is a pair nesting in Jersey now. - On those cliffs?

- I haven't seen any troops. - New policy.

Some of these nest robbers find where to go

simply because wildlife magazines report the protection.

Even with the army around, its been known for eggs and young fledglings to be stolen.

In the Arab countries, you can write your own cheque.

Did Antonio know they were there?

It's being kept very quiet, but yes, he was very keen.

If he saw someone attempting to take the eggs, he'd stop them.

The eggs have hatched, I've observed them myself.

The young chicks are getting quite strong now.

The fledglings are still there, are they?

Why not do what the bird watchers do? Go and watch.

(Bells chiming)

Well, it's, erm... It's very nice.

The collection of a lifetime.

My lifetime.

(Verrian laughs ) You wouldn't understand.

You had an obsession, for gambling your money away.

- That's not true! - You should be impressed.

In a strange sort of way, we're two of a kind.

My collection, your gambling.

But I have dedicated my money, my time, my life,

to achievements, beyond the average man.

I'm a true ecologist.

As a collector, I can serve, even if I have to steal.

Now, do you understand, why I need that young peregrine falcon?

And if you value your freedom, you'll get one for me.

Where are they? I can't see.

Give me that. Those cliffs over there, look.

They are still there. They're having their tea.

Let's have a look.

Oh, yuck!

They're beautiful.

(Car engine turning)

- (Whispering) Jim! Jim? - Mm?

(Knocking at the door)

Yeah?

- Oh, professor! - Mind if I come in, sergeant?

- Do you know what the time is? - Sorry.

My outboard motor broke down getting over from the island.

Did you see the fledglings?

- We did but... - Oh, hello.

- Hello. - Forgive me, if I am disturbing you.

- Not at all. - What can I do for you?

- I've had a thought. - Oh, have you?

If those young falcons are still there, something should be done.

Like what?

They are old enough now to be brought to my aviary.

I could rear them, and guard them at the same time.

(Marianne ) How could you get them off the cliff?

You could climb down?

That climb is a bit beyond basic police training, thank you.

Why don't you ask your friend Jean-Pierre? Jean-Pierre, he'll do it for you.

- Can I have this, please? - Please, will you give me a moment, I'm busy.

Oh-ho, chérie, what a wonderful surprise.

- Lovely to see you again. - And you, Jean-Pierre.

- Oh, I've missed you. - You never came to see me.

Well, I thought you didn't want to see me again.

- The horses? - (Laughs ) Still running.

Look, what are you doing here today?

Sergeant Bergerac rang me before I left home, he wants to see you.

- He does? - Mm.

- Why? - He says he needs your help again.

I don't know why he wants to see you,

but he said, if you could come down to the Bureau now.

You're the expert, what do you say?

- Baby falcons? - They're peregrine falcons.

Look, I know you said it's risky, but will you make the climb for us, please?

We'll give you a medal.

Well, now I know why you sent Charlotte.

You can do it.

- When? - As soon as possible.

It would be marvellous if you save those young birds. Sugar?

No, thanks. Erm...

Well, first I have to go and gather some climbing equipment.

- (Jim ) I'll run you down to your shop. - No, it's all right.

I have my own personal gear at my lodgings.

But I can't do this immediately. There are things that I must do this morning.

You are not opting out, are you?

Of course not.

Tell me what time I can pick you up.

I'm going to the surgery. You've got lots of patients this morning.

Yes, yes, I know.

Paul, I know what you want that Frenchman to do.

Now please, don't start the day with a lecture.

Its gone far enough, hasn't it? I'm worried for you.

But there is no need, I've done nothing, have I?

- Ah, Jean-Pierre, you been to the cliff? - Not yet, but I am going.

- Good. This morning? - Yes.

You should know that I'm making this climb for Sergeant Bergerac.

- What? - I've no alternative.

What do you mean?

The police requested me to collect these fledglings

so they can be reared by the bird sanctuary.

But you can't!

I'm paying you!

I'm trying to avoid a murder charge, what else can I do?

You don't seem to understand.

I want one of those young falcons. I must have one!

You don't understand that I've got no options left,

I've got no alternatives!

Mr Verrian, will you please try to be reasonable...

What are we talking about here? It's only a bird!

You!

(Clattering)

(Doorbell buzzes )

I know he's in, I heard him come back.

Ah, Jim, I was just getting my gear ready.

- Thank you, Mrs Everett. - Yeah, thanks.

- You got everything you need? - Oh, I think so.

- What about your boots? - Huh?

- Don't you need your boots? - Oh, of course.

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Are you all right? - What?

- For the climb? - Yeah, of course, it's just that...

When you haven't climbed for a long time,

the butterflies in the stomach are more like bats in a cave, uh?

(Phone ringing)

I'm afraid I can't wait any longer.

I'm very sorry, Mr Brandon.

Is it possible to come back tomorrow at the same time?

Right, I'll do that, thanks.

Paul?.

Paul?.

- These, Jean-Pierre. - Ah, thank you.

- Which is yours? - Not this, this is too small, that's mine.

You say you know who did this?

Ciao.

(Jim ) How much further you gotta go?

It's quite a bit further.

I think they are on the... the ledge next to mine, down below.

(Sirens blaring)

(Jean-Pierre screams )

- Aaagh! - You all right?!

I've hurt my ankle.

- Can you get back up? - No, I can't.

OK hold on!

I'll give you the rope!

I'm sorry, but Jean-Pierre left, with Sergeant Bergerac sometime ago.

- I think they were going climbing. - Right.

You OK?

My ankle.

Let's have a look.

That's a nice pair of boots you've got on.

Oh, Jean-Pierre, not you?

Look...

This was an accident, this hang-glider, he attacked me.

He's very strong, huh?

It was an accident, not my fault.

- But for a bird? - Oh, oh, for the money,

I needed the money very badly.

OK, OK. Look, let's go back to the top and we'll sort it out there.

I don't know about you but I'm bloody scared. Now how do we do it?

- You need this. - OK.

Improves foot holds, eh.

You bastard!

(Screams )

You OK, Jim?